Xiao Ziyun found that Yusheng was gone, and she looked a little lost, so she went to Lingfeng alone.

The sword light in the sky above the Taiyi Palace disappeared, and Xue Yang went to the Taiyi Palace accompanied by Hagi.

Nan Dong'er walked towards the bamboo sea again.

Looking at her back at the end of the disappearing stream, Mei Twelve was a little disappointed.

Although Zhuhai is also deserted, it is better than Lingfeng.

Jiang Yu seemed to have a premonition of today's imminent future, and when Qi Mei told her everything that had happened today, there was not the slightest look of surprise on her face.

"It's too deserted there, and because of this, it's normal for Xiao Ziyun to go there......"

"Senior Sister wants her to take over the mantle of Uncle Ancestor?" Qi Mei asked puzzled.

When the two were talking, Mei Twelve's eyes kept falling on Zhuhai.

Her gaze followed Yusheng's footsteps.

Only Yu Sheng can find out where Zhao Yuanxuan is, but it will take him a long time.

......

On the night of the end of the sword wash, the debate in Taiyinomiya was fierce, and there was only one focus of the debate - when to go to the north to see.

Although the real person never came forward after the Sanssouci Gate was destroyed, everyone knew that no one knew more urgently than she did what was going on over there.

After seeing Jinghai, Xue Yang realized that the real person had been waiting for the uncle of the Recommended Fu Temple to empty the (liao) Zen master.

"Uncle Shi, I'm afraid that his old man will not be able to fulfill his wishes. "The old master of the temple has strength with his slowness.

Jing Hai didn't speak, Fu Shou stood by the candle flame, and his eyes fell on the slender black shadow of the candle flame.

"If a real person wants to go, let's go now, grinding and chirping...... To be honest, my old Cui just went to Yunju Mountain to discuss going north with real people......"

After the Sanssouci Gate was destroyed, the Wind Knife Sect naturally became, the front line to resist the Abyssal Underworld, and the Wind Knife Sect Elder had only one purpose for this trip, to persuade the real person to go north as soon as possible......

Xue Yang never spoke, he sometimes picked up the teacup and tasted tea, and sometimes closed his eyes.

"Old Xue, are you here to drink tea?" said a word!" the Wind Sword Sect elder looked at Xue Yang, who was looking at himself with his eyes closed, and said impatiently.

"It's a pity that you don't drink such a good tea......"

"How heavy has the old Zen master been meditating for seven days?"

The real person asked suddenly.

"Forty-ninth. ”

"Come on, then wait!"

......

There was an extra bamboo house next to the bamboo house by the Sword Sea, and Nan Dong'er Jinghai Zhenren built a bamboo house that could be lived in by two people after returning to Zhuhai.

There is no forbidden bamboo sea, you can see more stars at night, and the wind is more warm.

Nan Dong'er knew that this was all Hagi's meaning.

"How much does that stone weigh?" On the fourth day, Xiao Anthracene finally couldn't help but ask.

"The weight of two catties of bamboo leaves. ”

Xiao Anthracene quickly understood what Nan Dong'er meant, and picked up bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest very early the next day, and she soon found that no matter how hard she tried, it was difficult to pick up two catties of bamboo leaves.

There are endless bamboo leaves in the sea of bamboo, and the anthracene has an inexhaustible strength, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

One day, a little girl came to the sea of bamboo.

Zhuhai never had a path, and the grass touched the top of her head.

There was a sound of scattered bamboo leaves in the distance, and it was useful to push away the grass in front of him, but he saw that it was the small anthracene that gathered the scattered bamboo leaves on the ground into a round ball, and then smashed it with one finger.

The bamboo leaves rotate at high speed like a hurricane, becoming the size of a fist, and when they are broken, they flutter like a noise, and the withered yellow bamboo leaves that seem to be unwinded become as sharp as a sword when they are in the hands of Xiao Anthracene.

"Anthracene!"

Out of nowhere, Zhao Yuanyu's voice came.

With the sound, a bamboo leaf passed through the little girl's ear, and several black hairs were cut off and fell into the grass.

"Who's there?"

A silver light rose from Xiao Anthracene's wrist.

"This is the kid?"

Only then did Xiao Anxi hear the voice of a teenager.

Yusheng and Zhao Yuanyu walked from the depths of the bamboo forest, and they could see that the water on their bodies had not yet dried up.

Yusheng looked at the pigtails on the top of Xiao Anthracene's head and almost didn't laugh out loud.

"You searched for your second aunt for a year to find it, and you are embarrassed to laugh at me...... Hey, aren't your clothes torn by the swords in the sea of swords, and you can not only grind but also sew clothes?!"

Yu Sheng looked at the little girl in front of him, thinking that you are much more powerful than Ziyun's mouth.

On the two small black pearl-like eyes, two thin eyebrows are born lightly, the curve of the pink little face is like the skyline, and the lips are slightly upturned......

Such a little girl appeared in front of her, and even people like Yusheng, who can only grind and are not good at talking, will look at it and fall into a daze.

"Your bamboo leaves are strong enough, but unfortunately it is a little cramped, if you can slow down a little, it will have a better effect......"

Xiao Anthracene was shocked in his heart, the other party looked at the realm lower than himself, but he saw his flaws at a glance, if he fought......

"I'm not going to fight you, at least not now. ”

Zhao Yuanyu glared at Yu Sheng, smiled and touched Xiao Anthracene's head.

Xiao Anthracene is a little ridiculous, he has a clear heart, how did she learn this kind of palace superior secret book.

"Okay, I'll tell you who he is, but not now. Take us to Mom!"

After Xiao Anthral learned to speak, she kept calling Nan Dong'er her mother, although she never dared to agree, but it seemed that only in this way could this four-year-old girl be happy.

She forgot to glance at the sky that was sparsely cut by bamboo leaves, and was sure that Nan Dong'er had returned to the bamboo house.

Xiao Anthracene took Zhao Yuanyu's hand and walked towards the two bamboo houses by the Sword Sea.

Mei Twelve didn't know if all this was arranged by the real person and the old master, but she could feel Nan Dong'er's identity, so what about Xiao Anthracene?!

I don't know if Jinghai Zhenren and the old master will feel relieved to see this scene, but the two of them are in retreat at this time.

It was precisely because the two were in retreat that Zhao Yuanxuan agreed to Yusheng leaving Jianhai.

A year ago, Jinghai Zhenren wanted to remove Xiao Anthracene and Nan Dong'er from Zhuhai, but considering the appearance of Yusheng, he dispelled this idea.

......

"I'm going to take Anthracene out of Zhuhai ......"

Zhao Yuanju glanced at the newly renovated bamboo house and understood that this was a real person's arrangement, but she was unwilling to accept such an arrangement.

"I love the cleanliness here. ”

Yusheng took out the rattan chair and put it in front of the bamboo house and lay down.

After the little princess and Zhao Yuanyu left Zhuhai, they have been practicing in the spiritual pond located in the shadow of Fushan, where they are accompanied only by the cold wind and the four Fushan guards who close their eyes and look at themselves all day.

The Spirit Pond is the place where the fairy spirits of Fushan are most prosperous, and it is difficult for ordinary Fushan disciples to have the opportunity to practice here.

Zhao Yuanju had no interest in the spiritual roots in the spirit pool, just for the sake of Xiao Anthracene, and the broken sword in the sea of swords was no longer helpful to his cultivation.

At the beginning of Jinghai Zhenren's retreat, the idea of leaving the Sword Sea came to mind.

To deal with the most cunning green snake, she naturally has her own way.

The green snake likes to listen to all kinds of stories, and Zhao Yuanyu can make up a lot of stories to hypnotize it.

......

Yusheng didn't look at the sea.

He had seen enough of the sea when he was on the main peak of Fushan, and he was already annoyed.

At this time, he listened to the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest behind the bamboo house, and he took each dead leaf in the bamboo sea as a group of two catties and listened to them one by one.

I have to say that Xiao Anthracene picking up bamboo leaves did give him inspiration.

There is a story in the bamboo leaves that happened in Fushan in the years when he left......

What he was looking for in a mountain of stories, dozens of days passed, and nothing was found.

"Will you take anthracene with you when you go to Chang'an?" Nan Dong'er asked, looking at the sea.

"Should it be?" Yusheng seemed a little unsure, which made Nan Dong'er puzzled, didn't the real person tell you?

"You can not go ......"

"I'm going back, where is the anthracene, where am I. ”