The plum flowers are flying, the flowers are floating like snow, Shang Lu is holding a sword under the tree, one move and one style, there are boards and eyes, Qingyang is sitting under the tree drinking tea, and the desk is already covered with white petals.

Shang Lu practiced for a while, then stopped, and tried to sit on the ground: "Brother Yang, why can't I see that you are a little flustered?" You're not worried? ”

Qingyang twisted a piece of pastry, gently blew off the petals on it, and calmed down: "Whatever happens, you must not be surprised."

Shang Lu pursed his lips, poured a glass and drank it, leaned against the desk and said leisurely: "It would be nice if I had the concentration of Brother Yang." Brother Yang, don't you know that Ma Bo's kid is showing off his martial arts every day, isn't it his brother in the inner door. ”

"If you live your own life and are too public, disaster will come."

Shang Lu shook his head helplessly, "Who says it's not?" Brother Yang, how is your realm ascension? There are still a few days to come. ”

Since Shang Lu followed Qingyang, he believed in Qingyang for no reason, from the first layer of Qi practice to the fifth layer, in a few days, it can be described as a fantasy, but he still believes very much that his brother Yang can.

The cultivation level of monks is divided into: Qi Training, Foundation Building, Jindan, Yuanying, Distraction, Integration, Cave Void, Mahayana, and Tribulation. Each phase is divided into nine levels, known as 9981. It is said to refine and refine the gas, refine the gas and turn the gods, refine the gods and return the void, refine the void and join the way, and wait for the catastrophe to ascend, which can be called immortals, and the immortals are divided into many levels such as earth immortals, human immortals, and heavenly immortals.

Even if they reach the immortals, their lifespan is still limited, and the so-called monks are going against the sky and competing for longevity with the sky.

"Don't panic." Qingyang looked down and flipped through something, this world was a new world for him.

Shang Lu shook his head helplessly, he was used to this.

"Okay!" As he spoke, he got up and practiced his sword again.

Fangzhang Continent Zihe Palace

Ye Luo is standing quietly aside, these days Yu Jinshang is always very tired, he falls asleep while sitting, he occasionally likes to lose his temper, and he doesn't know what happened.

Yu Jin had a dream. In the dream, she lives in Jinshan, the phoenix flowers are blooming, she is taking care of the flowers, and the breeze blows her drunk. A touch of green clothes walked in and said to her with a smile: "The flowers are blooming well, can you go and enjoy them?"

The two were walking on the road and met a man dressed in red, whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Girl, do you know how to get to Geumsan?"

"This is Geumsan."

The man didn't believe it: "Girl Hugh wants to lie to me, how can this be Geumsan?" Legend has it that Geumsan is full of phoenix flowers. ”

Yu Jin frowned and asked, "Isn't this a phoenix flower?" She looked up, where were there any flowers, and the green clothes were also gone.

"Who are you?" She asked aloud with a little uneasiness.

"Hahaha," but saw that the man in red suddenly transformed into the demon god of the duel in the east fence that day, he held a sword in his hand, wore armor, and trickled blood and water dripped down the long sword to the ground.

"I am sunset!"

The man lifted his sword and slashed at it. Frightened by the sudden turn of events, she hurried off into the distance.

……

"God? God?"

Yu Jin was awakened, looked at her blankly, nodded, sat up, and caressed his heart with palpitations.

"The gods are having nightmares?" Ye Luo tried the sweat on her forehead for her.

"Hmm. Recently, I don't know why, I often like to dream about something unclean. ”

"By the way, today, no, I'm here. He said he was looking for you to play, but when he heard that you were asleep, he left. ”

"Oh, I'll go play with her another day." Yu Jin was absent-minded, that dream was really strange, and he couldn't see anything strange, just the shadow left by that day.

……

Bamboo Mountain

Cangli was boiling noodles, adding fire from time to time, and fanning the pu fan with it, and the cool breeze was blowing.

"Enough should be enough, right?" Lun Shang threw the pulled noodles into the pot, and his face was stained with a lot of flour, and he didn't realize it.

"That's enough, it should." Cangli got up and looked at it, covered the pot, and the fire in the stove was burning.

"I heard that Dongli killed An Zhi, and the news spread widely, and You Tian also seemed to be crazy." Lun Shang said as he wrapped the rest of the flour into small buns.

Cangli threw a piece of firewood in the stove, watched the fire move dimly, and said lightly: "Dongli is playing this trick, it must be something to say to Youtian." An Zhi died, but it was normal, but the things she did, Dong Li knew it, but she didn't bother to do it. This time it's just a knock on the mountain. ”

"Knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger? Tsk, it's also because of the appearance of sunset, the other clans are restless, you still understand him. Lun Shang looked at Cang Li with an idiotic look and laughed twice, "The noodles should be good, this boiled noodles can't be boiled for a long time, they will be mushy if they are boiled for a long time, and they will not taste good if they are not strong." ”

Cangli picked up the chopsticks when he heard this, and he clamped them with a few hands, and his movements were extremely skillful.

"He told you again?"

"Hmm!"

"Eh, by the way, Xin Yi is coming out soon, right?" Cangli thought of Xin Yi, who Lun Shang chattered from time to time, and estimated that he was about to come out.

Lun Shang sprinkled the condiment, and sighed with his face, "There are still fifty years." ”

"It's almost there, isn't it. Are you going to find him? ”

Lun Shang held the chopsticks, and Cang Li knew from his expression that he had concerns in his heart, "Actually, I think you can go and have a look, you have waited for him for so long." ”

Hearing this, Lun Shang just smiled, remembering what had happened, his heart was really mixed, and he went to see him, but he was afraid of being involved, so he smiled miserably, "No, I won't go." ”

"You have to ask yourself what you want!" Cangli patted him on the shoulder and walked out with his face in hand.

Heart? His heart has never really let go, as soon as he closes his eyes, he often wakes up in the middle of the night and sits alone until dawn all these years, and his dreams are full of those past events. He sometimes wonders how deep his obsession is, deep enough to remember everything.

Yun'an Continent, Spirit Sword Gate

The inner disciple Yuanzhi was carrying a lunch box and walking towards the Siguo Cliff. I met a lot of people along the way, and the grass and trees gradually became denser, and there was only one sheep intestine path.

It is said that an elder was imprisoned in this Siguo Cliff, and I don't know how long he was imprisoned, but he was there when he came.

The boss told him that the people inside would hurt people, and that he just had to leave the food at the door and not talk to the people inside. The reason why Yuanzhi accepted this task is because he got more points for this task. The points you get can go to the main hall to read and exchange exercises, weapons or something.

It was another normal day, and Yuanzhi put the lunch box at the door, which was a claustrophobic space, with only two small openings, a small window letting in light, and a small opening for delivering food. Listening to the master, the people inside made a big mistake, at that time, those elders were arguing because of the execution, and later the second elder Gu Jiuli strongly opposed the execution result, and it took a long time for the elders to unanimously decide to imprison him in Siguo Cliff.

Yuanzhi put the rice at the door, but there was no movement inside, and after thinking about it, he shouted, "It's time to eat!"

After a while, Yuanzhi heard the sound of rattling chains, and his heart tightened, and he thought of the chains and the shackles of this house, and he relaxed again. He saw a pair of slender, white hands reach out and take the food.

There was another rattling sound, giving away yesterday's rice bowl.

The person inside was about to withdraw his hand, but was interrupted by Yuanzhi: "I still have water here." As he spoke, he took the gourd from his waist and handed it in.

"Thank you!" A cool but nice voice sounded.

Seeing that he had no malicious intent, Yuanzhi couldn't help but become bold, "How long have you been locked up here?" ”

There was no sound for a long time, and just as he was about to give up, the voice sounded again: "It's been a long time."