Chapter 22: The Realm

"Uncle May, you're back. "Ling Ruoxing knew that Uncle Mei was going to fight for the divine will.

"How's it going?"

Uncle Mei shook his head, his face slightly astringent: "God will recognize Jiang City Lord as the master." Prepare, let's get ready to leave. ”

Ling Ruoxing sighed, this kind of opportunity is hard to come by, but it is not one's own after all, but it cannot be forced, especially this kind of spiritual object.

"That's fine. I can only pray that the people who went to the north to look for the red lotus can bring back good news. Ling Ruoxing sighed, in order to repair her brother's meridians over the years, she had really exhausted herself and asked around if there were any natural treasures.

"Little girl, thank you for your hard work. "The Mei family's generation only got a descendant of Mei Yu, and I wanted to learn from Mrs. Jiang to recruit a son-in-law, but I couldn't beat Mei Wei.

When you're young, you're always a little rebellious. The vision is not good, and the last man is a scumbag. But I finally got lost.

Uncle Mei thought, not only did he get lost, but he also brought back two excellent dolls. It's good, it's powerful.

"I'm not hard. "Young woman, relaxed.

On the top floor of the Mi God, he didn't close the windows. After the god of flowers left, he stood in front of the window and looked in the direction of Jiang Du.

Over there, the righteousness is awe-inspiring, without a trace of darkness.

"Divine Venerable, what the hell do you want to do?" she muttered to herself, her face solemn. She wanted to go out, but she still wanted to give the girl in her heart a glimmer of life, and her divine power turned into a sharp blade, wanting to break the barrier on the window.

"Don't bother, you can't get out. The man's voice sounded behind her.

"Who?" the god of flowers was shocked, how could there be a man in the Mishen Tower?

"......" saw that she was moving so loudly, and Shura, who was used to seeing the unfazed and helpless, paused. "I'm here. Don't be afraid, I can't get out. ”

In order to make his presence known, a young god locked up in the Hellfire controls the frantic swaying of the Hellfire.

The god of flowers noticed the anomaly of the hellfire, the existence of being locked in the hellfire, what could it be.

"You... Who is it?" She was quite scared of the tower, and she had been frightened by the contents before.

Shura pondered for a while, how was he going to introduce himself? I thought about it, but I didn't come up with a reason.

"I don't know who I am. But I can't help but say, I'm a newborn young god. ”

"The newborn young god!" the god of flowers has been with Nai He for many years, and he also knows a little about these. If the newborn young gods can grow up, they must be worthy of the existence of the gods. It's just, how could he be locked up in hellfire, hellfire, isn't it used to quench demons?

"Yes, he said I was a newborn young god. Shura thought for a moment and then said, "Why are you also imprisoned?" He slept and woke up to find an extra woman underneath. "And who are you?"

The god of flowers withdrew the divine power that attacked the enchantment on the window: "I am a follower of the god venerable, you can call me Ah Xuan." ”

Ah Xuan! I haven't seen it!

"How could you be in hellfire. "Why would the gods put the young gods in the hellfire to burn, the hellfire will hurt the gods and demons.

Shura was a little embarrassed, he couldn't say that he almost fell into a demon, it was very embarrassing.

"Something is wrong. ”

"Oh!"

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

At this moment, Nai He suddenly appeared, and without waiting for the two to speak, he directly dragged the flower god away.

"Hey......" Shura's call was stuck in his throat...

"The Divine Venerable wants to let me go? "The nature of the god has not changed for 10,000 years. It's always one out and one out.

He glanced at her lightly: "If you give her life, I will kill her immediately." "She's already killed one person anyway, and it doesn't matter if there are a few more.

The god of flowers was a little frightened, the god had never touched mortals before.

"I don't understand. ”

"You don't need to understand. ”

"Anyway, if you help her, I'll kill her. If you let her go quietly through this life, I will no longer touch the Jiang family. "But he said it, not like a joke.

The god of flowers was silent for a long time before he said, "I understand." I'm back at Hanajingu. "No matter what she says, she will do it, even if she saves the old lady, the ending will still be like this, and it will increase her sins.

"Hmm. Go for it!"

The god of flowers returned to the palace of the god of flowers, Ou Tingwu had already come, and he had already left when he saw that she was not there. It may be because there have been too many things in the past two days, and there are not many people who come to pray for blessings, and it is much more deserted than in the past.

Time passes day by day. The god of flowers quietly watched the withering and silent withering of the petals of the lotus ginger flower representing the old lady, and the coolness that grew in his heart at some point crawled inch by inch.

Closing his eyes, the god of 10,000 years ago, the woman in red with a temperament like fire slowly faded away. Ten thousand years later, a woman in a black dress came.

The petals of the lotus flower eventually withered, which means that the person who was connected to the fate of the flower has passed away.

The god of flowers got up and flew high.

The land of the eastern capital is still beautiful and the scenery is attractive.

It's still the same hall, but without the hustle and bustle of people. Jiang Yige, who was dressed in white, knelt quietly and kept a vigil for the old lady.

The old lady's return was not informed to anyone.

This is the old lady's last wish, she wants to go quietly, she just needs to be accompanied by her family.

Jiang Yige listened to his grandmother's advice and didn't tell anyone that the coffin was also used by his own family.

After staying in the mourning hall for a day, the old lady's wish was fulfilled, and Jiang Yige buried the old lady next to the old lady.

The couple, who have been separated for more than ten years, are finally together.

The ancestral tombs of the Jiang family are rarely invisible, and they are all one-to-one. Below the old lady, there are Fu Yuechun and Young Master Jiang.

"Aunt Suyin, can you take Ah Qi back? I want to stay here alone for a while. "Under the calm face of the young man is the tiredness of rapid growth.

Su Yin suddenly choked, lowered his eyes, suppressed the faint sense of disgust, took Cen Qi, and retreated silently throughout the whole process.

He was the only one left in the entire realm, and the faint fragrance of flowers made the entire cemetery feel a little alive. He randomly found a slightly higher place and sat down, feeling the rare tranquility in recent days.

Outside the cemetery, Cen Qi couldn't leave.

"Little Master Cen, what's the matter?" Suyin can carry it clearly, and will not transfer his anger to a person who doesn't want to do it.

Cen Qi said: "Aunt Suyin will go first, I'll be outside here, accompany Ah Yi." Won't bother him. "Aunt Suyin's attitude towards Ah Yi is in his eyes, and he really feels sorry for him.

Suyin nodded, there are too many things, he can accompany him if he wants to. "Then I'll take everyone and leave first, and you guys will come back early. ”

Cen nodded, and when they were far away, he found a random place to sit down, staring at the exit of the cemetery, in a daze.

Through the cool wind, you can faintly hear the sound of a thin cry.

I thought that I would leave Biluo, leave the ice field, and leave the northern frontier. He wasn't alone anymore.

But in the end, he was the only one in the end.

Jiang Yige leaned against the cold tombstone, his reddish eyes and faint tears. From a happy teenager to a calm city lord, the price of growing up is too huge.

It was dark, the cemetery was too quiet, and the curled people were already asleep against the tombstones. A soft light, close to his simulacrum, slowly revealed its hideous intentions, devouring a small sword that had already taken shape.

In this continent, cultivators are cultivating true power. From an ordinary person to the first level of true power, slowly go up, go through the middle level of real power to reach the high level, and you can't contract weapons at this stage. The high-level of Zhenli will experience a Zhenli riot, and after it has passed, it is the peak of Zhenli, and Zhenli begins to simulate the image of the most suitable weapon for each person at the dantian, which is called the Simulacrum Realm at this time.

The simulacrum realm is divided into three realms, the period when the simulacrum has just begun to condense to a complete is the embryonic period; after the embryonic period, you can use the real force to transform the simulacrum into a physical object and use it for combat, this period is the period of transformation; after the transformation period is the refining period.

The tempering period is a period of fusion of virtual and real, which requires everyone to find or create a weapon corresponding to the simulacrum, and fuse it to achieve a state that can be retracted and released freely.

Simulacrum can be said to be the most important thing in a cultivator's cultivation path, and after it is destroyed, the light one becomes a wasted person, and the heavy one is directly killed.

The devouring of the simulacrum by the divine will was very careful, as if he was tasting a delicious food, consuming it little by little, without making Jiang Yige feel uncomfortable at all.

"Ah Yi.... Cen Qi waited from the sky to sunset, and he didn't see Jiang Yige come out, so he went directly to the cemetery to find someone. The clever divine sense sensed that someone was someone, and immediately fell silent.

Cen Qi's shout woke Jiang Yige, he opened his eyes, the sky was dark, and the sunset was only shining, nostalgic for the sky.

"Why are you sleeping here? "Although they are all blood relatives, you still have to pay attention, what if the old man doesn't recognize you and scares you?

Jiang Yige patted the mud and dust on his body, a little ashamed. "I was so tired that I fell asleep without holding my palm for a while. ”

Cen Qi was even more distressed when he heard this: "Why don't you go back and rest, you haven't slept much these days." "The blue gray under the eyes can be seen from afar.

Jiang Yige shook his head: "Ah Qi, go out for a walk with me." I haven't seen the city since I came back. ”

"Okay, okay, do whatever you say. ”

The two walked side by side, stepping on the afterglow, gradually moving away from the cemetery and away from death.