The blue sky is like a vast ocean, the clouds are the waves layer by layer, and the clouds swept away by the mountain wind are the waves that crash on the beach.

Mu Xichen closed his eyes and listened, and his heart showed the scenery of the wind and clouds and the sea. His ears moved lightly, and his eardrums were gently beaten by the rhythmic sound of the waves, like the sonata of nature.

Master, you listen. It sounds so good! Mu Xichen rolled down the window of the car, half of his body was out of the window, and he opened his arms, as if to embrace the entire Tibetan plateau.

Kemu, who was breathing and concentrating, slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze first stayed on the sleeping Jiang Xuejuan is body for a while. snorted coldly, and then replied: The sound is harsh, disturbing the quiet. He didn't think that this Tibet was beautiful, and all that was left for him here was countless painful memories.

The cold pool, the wriggling poisonous insects, were all gnawing at the fragile heart of the carved wood at that time.

It was the season of heavy snowfall, and the snow was surprisingly heavy than usual. That day, the old immortal of Banguo was going up the mountain to investigate the heavy snowfall in the sky, and he was an onmyoji who was hiding in the Immortal Peak.

He wandered the Kunlun Mountains, and as soon as he knew about the Tibetan Plateau, he finally discovered the cause of the sudden snowfall at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains on the way back. It was also at that time that he suddenly heard a baby's cry coming from the snowdrift.

The half-fruit old fairy hurriedly ran over, stretching out two hands that were as thin as firewood and desperately picking up layers of thick snow. It wasn't until his fingers were red and he was so stiff that he couldn't move for half a minute, that the half-fruit old fairy found out that it was a newborn child! He lay quietly in the snowdrift, not crying or making a fuss, as if the cry just now was calling to him.

The half-fruit old fairy suddenly felt pity, he wanted to stretch out his hand to tease the child, but the child's face suddenly had an arrogant expression, he looked at the half-fruit old fairy indifferently, without the slightest fear.

The half-fruit old fairy was shocked, no one in the world dared to do this to him, let alone a newborn child, how could he not be shocked by the power of yin and yang!

He hurriedly lowered his head and bowed three times towards the majestic Kunlun Mountain Range.

God bless me with half a fruit old fairy! Fate to meet a prodigy! He hurriedly picked up the child in the snow pit, not even swaddling, a slippery piece. When the half-fruit old fairy came into contact with the child, his body was cold, and if it weren't for the child's stubborn expression, he almost thought that the child was dead.

The old fairy of Banguo looked up to the sky and sighed: Since you are so tenacious, you will take the word carved wood as the name, which means perseverance!

Since then, carved wood followed the Banguo old fairy to learn magic, draw talismans and pinch tricks, condense and cheer up, watch ghosts and catch ghosts, and learn to heal diseases, he learned everything, as if this was all innate, no matter what the Banguo old fairy taught him, he would learn it.

The half-fruit old immortal suddenly had a crazy idea, since it was not a natural extreme yang physique, then it would be built into another physique!

So the crazy half-fruit old fairy didn't care about the feelings of the carved wood at all, he was still young at that time, but the half-fruit old fairy didn't care about this.

I always say that Onmyoji is both good and evil, but in a thought. So he did it, and he did it like crazy. He threw the carved wood into an ice pool full of Gu worms and poisonous insects that he had nurtured for decades.

Carved wood passed out in screams and screams, and woke up in pain again and again.

No! I don't want it! As a young man, he panicked and wanted to escape, but the Gu worm in his stomach had already taken control of his torso.

He lay numbly in the pool with his mouth open, waiting for death. For decades, the eighteen-year-old carved wood not only did not die, but also changed his physique. At that time, the Banguo Old Immortal had long disappeared and was no longer appearing, and he may also be so afraid of the strength of carved wood, but he just let him wander in the world and find his own target.

There is a sentence that makes the carved wood feel deeply: leaving marks under the wood requires not only strength, but also skill.

The jeep suddenly picked up speed with a strong jolt that pulled the carved wood back to reality. He squinted his eyes and looked at the energetic Mu Xichen, his eyes full of indescribable expressions.

Mu Xichen's head slammed upwards and hit the frame just right. He hurriedly retracted his body and didn't care about rubbing: it hurts me to death

Kemu's indifferent expression remained unchanged, but the fingers that he accidentally put aside gently brushed Jiang Xuejuan's scattered hair, and there was a faint fruity fragrance. He shook his hand seemingly unconcernedly, and then gripped it back to the hilt of his sword, the blade trembling slightly, the carved wood gently soothing.

Don't worry, you'll be home in no time

Mu Xichen moved to a corner by himself, shrunk and hugged together. Her heart was already spinning, and she didn't know when Jiang Xuejuan would wake up, how would she explain it if she found out that she was blind?

He glanced at Jiang Xuejuan guiltily, will those smart eyes always be covered with a layer of gray?

He didn't want that, and he didn't want this to happen to his friends.

Looking at Mu Xichen, who was happy for a while and lost for a while, Kemu Ren still couldn't help but sigh, what happened to this guy?

If you do this again, I'll consider throwing you out of the car. He pulled it lightly, not caring about Mu Xichen's expression full of black lines at the moment.

He didn't care whether Kemu was cold or not, he just squinted one eye and sneered: How is it possible? He is an apprentice of carving wood, and he has come to this place in Tibet, how can he leave him?

He suddenly thought of the fat man, and the fat man always looked obscene and undersmoking. I don't know if he's home now, or how he's talking to his weird grandfather.

sighed deeply, and the bitterness in his heart was unceremoniously revealed, I really don't know where my grandfather will be, how he will appear again, where they will meet again, and what words will he say

The good is like water, the water is good for all things without fighting, and it is evil for everyone, so it is more than the Tao.

Dwelling in a good place, a good heart, a good heart, a good word, a good word, a good governance, a good work, and a good time

The husband is indisputable, so there is no especially. He read loudly and vigorously, and he spoke clearly word by word. These were the last words that his grandfather left him.

Shangshan Ruoshui muttered it several times, and always felt that it was very smooth. Kindness is like water, do you really want me to be such a person?

Kemu's sudden words suddenly interrupted his thinking: Mu Xichen, do you know what a guardian of the times is? He reached out and tapped lightly on the glass window, making a rhythmic, dull sound.

Guardian of the Times? He suddenly recalled that Qin Shi Huang's residual consciousness had indeed mentioned these words. But what the hell is this? All he knew was that it was like a responsibility, on his shoulders.

It's heavy, it's heavy.

There is always a rumor in the Yin and Yang world: the guardian should be the supreme god. What does this mean, it means that both he and Mu Xichen may have this opportunity to go to the top.

At the same time, there is a trace of unwillingness to carve wood. Why is Mu Xichen's physique innate, but he wants it!

The guardians of the times, we are the ones who guard

Sian.

It was so cold that people shivered, but at this time, He Sanye was lying comfortably on the soft sofa, holding a washed-out photo in his hand, browsing it with pleasure.

Spit out circles of white smoke from his throat, and the third master asked unhurriedly: Luo Yao, how much do you think these are worth? After speaking, he threw a stack of photos onto the table, and spread them out messily, all exposed in front of Luo Yao's eyes.

Luo Yao didn't really reach the main burial chamber, which was always a pity for her. But seeing these newly taken photos, her heart also beat violently like Mu Xichen at that time.

The two eyebrows frowned slightly, squeezed out a few wrinkles on their foreheads that were not good-looking, and with a slight flick of their fingers, they picked out one from it. Raised eyebrows and asked, I didn t expect there to be such a spectacular scene underground, but I don't know what is exciting behind the door She licked her lips, there is the tomb of Qin Shi Huang in it, if she was in it. If she hadn't been disturbed by that damn kid called Mu Xichen, she would have discovered the secret inside the Qin Emperor's tomb a long time ago!

Deep hatred hit her heart, and her revenge was retribution!

Guess what I saw with them? He Sanye's mysterious tone aroused Luo Yao's curiosity.

Luo Yao put down the photo and walked to him, sat on the handle of the sofa without restraint, supported the back of He Sanye's head with one hand, and approached his chest with the other hand, but was caught by He Sanye by surprise.

She raised her eyebrows: I guess there must be a lot of good treasures in that tomb.

It's a good baby, yes. Indeed, a good treasure of great value! He Sanye reiterated and emphasized repeatedly, he gently let go of Luo Yao's hand, politely helped her up and pushed her to sit in his place.

After experiencing a thrilling adventure, he began to pay attention to the profession of Onmyoji, and also understood why his professional tomb robber gang would all die while those little children were fine.

What is a good baby? Can the third master bring it? Luo Yao was overjoyed, as long as it could be exchanged for money, she liked it!

He Sanye leaned down and gently spit out a few words in her ear: Immortal Jindan.

What the! Immortal Jindan! Luo Yao stood up directly and slapped his hand on the desk unconsciously.

No, there can be no such thing! No matter how powerful the previous Onmyoji were, they only used the means of reincarnation, how could there be such a ridiculous thing!

Did the third master read that right? She questioned loudly, and the voice control was raised several degrees.

It is true that we have encountered the remnant consciousness of Qin Shi Huang, who told us about the Guardian of the Times and the Immortal Golden Pill.

It's just that Mu Xichen that kid is too clever, and he discovered the secret of the jade seal at once! They opened the door, and they took the golden pill! I didn't get half a cent of the benefits from eating a gray face, what does this mean! While roaring, He Sanye angrily grabbed the cup on the table and slammed it on the ground, and the crisp breaking sound made him sober up a lot.

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