The story ends here, the weaving dream is disillusioned, but Yeyang does not wake up, the picture turns, he has become a rich son again, learning business with his father since he was a child, taking over the family business as an adult, tying the knot with the daughter of another business family, husband and wife are harmonious, career is successful, children and grandchildren are full, glory and wealth, until the end of old age.

In the next life, he is the son of a poor family, his parents died, only a fiancée who is married, in order to gain fame and fame, he studied hard for more than ten years, once prominent, he won the champion in high school, became a prefect, married his fiancée, the husband and wife respected each other like guests, lived in harmony, he also had smooth political affairs, and the people under his rule lived and worked in peace and contentment, and died in peace.

In the next life, he was an orphan without a father and mother, mixed in the streets and alleys of the city corner, in order to survive, he did all kinds of evil, from hooligans to robbers, from robbers to bandits, and finally became the king of the mountain, robbed a beautiful lady who pressed the village, the court sent troops to surrender, and turned over to become a general, and died on the battlefield.

......

Farmer, Merchant, Scholar, Commoner, Bandit, Warrior, Craftsman, Sir...... A period of life, a picture scroll like a dream, joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows, Yeyang empathizes with each time, under the deliberate arrangement of the founder, no matter what kind of background, he can grow up safely, happy and happy, until the end of his life.

The Nine Songs of Heaven Walking are wonderful, the first line of the Holy Spirit Song can heal any degree of trauma, heal oneself, heal others, even fatal injuries such as Dao Ji and soul, can be completely ignored, if you practice to the highest level, blood and rebirth are not empty words.

If the level of cultivation is profound, it can link reality and dreams, tamper with other people's dreams at will, trap and even erase the enemy in the dream, teach people to sleep forever, it is equivalent to death, killing people invisibly.

Holy Spirit Song, Hua Xu Yin, Floating World Qinghuan, Emperor Killing, Xiaoxiang Tears, Guangling San, Soul Sighing, Fixing the Storm, Heavenly Dao. Each song has the supreme power of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, and the only restriction is that the other eight ancient songs must be guided by the Holy Spirit Song.

Yeyang only taught the Holy Spirit Song to Ling Xue yesterday, only one day, the degree of comprehension is limited, Hua Xu Yin can only preliminarily guide the direction of the plot, decide the quality of the dream, Yeyang's several life, some are just beautiful dreams, and will not be troubled by nightmares.

It's a pity, dreams are always dreams, after waking up from the dream, all the previous things are false, the reality is far more cruel than imagined, and when the night sun wakes up, he has returned to his room, the morning light outside the dim window, and a new day is coming.

After a slight sigh, he got up from the bed, washed up, and came to the room, which was different from usual, someone got up earlier than him, according to usual, Ling Xue, who should have been sleeping at this time, was on fire in the room, making him disgraced, and half of his little face was blackened, becoming a little fox with a flower face.

"Ah, you're here! Rest on the side, I'll make today's breakfast!Make you a meal of elixir stewed pork ribs!" Hearing the movement of the arrival of the night sun, Ling Xue turned her head and smiled shallowly at the corner of her mouth.

Looking at a few human-shaped ginseng with whiskers and leaves in the copper tripod, a whole piece of elephant pork ribs with a large head rising and falling in the boiling water, and the black grainy unknown things in the iron pot, Yeyang's willow eyebrows jumped violently, and black lines appeared on his forehead, as if he saw a prosperous meal beckoning to him.

After taking a few breaths, Yeyang finally calmed down, but when she saw the carbon ash on her cheeks and the seemingly flattering smile, she suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, reached out to wipe off the stains for her, and shook her head with a smile: "It's better for me to come, continue to sleep for a while, girls can't get up too early, they will have wrinkles!"

"You!" Ling Xue subconsciously wanted to dodge, but failed to dodge Yeyang's ghostly body, while wiping off the stains, she also pinched her little face, her eyes widened angrily, and she was about to scold a few words, when she heard his last words, her face changed in fright, and she hurriedly ran to the water tank to look in the mirror.

How can there be a woman who doesn't cherish her face, let alone an iceberg beauty who is flooded with spring heart for a short time, Ling Xue blinked and checked carefully, and there was no wrinkle on her face, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and waved her hand angrily and annoyedly: "Nasty guy, come by yourself!"

As he spoke, he slammed the door and left the room, not dragging mud and water at all, Yeyang helplessly spread his hands, what does it matter to me? As soon as he turned around, he felt a headache again, and buried himself in cleaning up the mess she left behind......

On May 7, after two months of violent storms and snowfalls, the long cold winter was finally relieved, and in the cloud-covered sky, only scattered snowflakes fell, and the halo of the sun shone on the earth through the clouds, bringing a lot of heat to the cold Demon City.

Compared with the cold and deserted some time ago, today's breakfast has more laughter and laughter, carry forward the fashion of thrift and thrift, Yeyang processed the pork ribs and ginseng in the ding, poured most of the snow water and boiled, put the green onions, ginger, garlic and salt, boiled for a quarter of an hour on high heat, and slowly boiled for an hour with low heat.

And the black fried rice is really unusable, it was ruthlessly poured out by Yeyang, and then scooped up the snow water, boiled the fresh spiritual rice until it was medium-cooked, evaporated the excess water, put in the chopped carrots and diced meat, fried until golden brown, and woke up Ling Xue who was sleeping for the second time with the aroma of the meal.

The two of them were like when they were in the Xuan Realm, noisy, bickering, teasing each other, having a hearty breakfast, and drinking the cloud tea of the health Peiyuan, before they regained their due calm, today did not wait for noon, not long after the refreshments ended, Ling Xue came to Yeyang's room.

Yeyang opened the door that separated the two, and without saying much, Ling Xue walked directly into the side room, and sat opposite Yeyang on both sides of the long table, on the table was a pot of freshly brewed cloud tea, and she didn't ask him to open a small stove with arrogance, but just stared at him with inexplicable eyes.

"The third song of the Nine Songs of Tianxing, ten thousand ways sing in unison, also known as the floating world Qinghuan, with the way of music and rhythm to evolve illusions, the avenue is like a complaint, no sorrow and no joy. Yeyang's right hand was spread out, and an ice and fire lotus flower appeared in his hand, and the white mist in the lotus's heart was misty, and a chant sounded like nothing.

Crackling, a raging fire suddenly rose in the room, and the fire turned into a rushing waterfall, and the thunder roared, and the clouds covered the attic, and the electric light flickered in the mist, and the whirring wind blew, and the torrential rain poured down, and there was a lot of noise......

Between the real and the illusory, Yeyang stretched out his hand to her, pulling her through all kinds of illusions, in the empty prairie, whining~ one after another long howls, Herod~ The wild horses neighed, the wolves launched a bloody slaughter of the horses, the wild horses that escaped the dead gasped, the wolves devoured the spoils, leaving a pile of white bones, and the neighing of vultures sounded in the sky: "Uh-"

Sneaking in the fantastic deep sea, the light of coral and crystal is reflected in the eyes, the free school of fish frolicking, a small colorful fish swims in front of her, she curiously stretched out her hand, and gently touched the fish, the fish wagged its tail, spit out a string of bubbles, and slipped away......

When all the voices returned to calm, Ling Xue woke up in the room, never leaving half a step, the opposite Yeyang gathered the lotus flower in his palm, touched her panicked head, and handed her a cup of tea with a smile......

The next day, in Ling Xue's room, Ling Xue played another song for Yeyang, a rain curtain that was purely composed of energy, enveloping the two of them, and the biting ice rain washed away all the filth, from the body to the soul, the distractions in the body were emptied, ethereal and calm.

The heart is clear and clear, the mind is indescribably refreshing, in the field shaped by ice and rain, the talent is extremely agile, and the thoughts are more than twice as fast, whether it is cultivation, enlightenment, or clarifying the mind, it has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, which can be called a cheat for cultivation.

It has the same effect as the Holy Spirit Song, the means are similar and the effects are different, it is the fifth song of the Nine Songs of Tianxing - Xiaoxiang Tears, there was a famous woman in ancient times, born with brittle glass bones, unable to cultivate, but since childhood, she has excellent wisdom, talent, and outstanding style.

In the early years of the Nine Realms, when a senior of the immortal clan traveled, he accidentally entered a bamboo forest, the ancient ruins in the bamboo forest, there was a piece of jade in the ruins, and on the wall was a true prose handwriting, but it was a Xiaoxiang essay written by a strange woman, and there was a woman's life and introduction next to it.

I have browsed the life deeds of the unknown woman, and deeply experienced the ethereal state of mind in the words, the same woman, the predecessors of the fairy clan can't help but fall for its talent and demeanor, and feel it, borrowing the prose of the unknown woman, composing the immortal song that has been passed down through the ages, that is, the Xiaoxiang tears of the nine songs of Tianxing.

"The emperor is in Beizhu, his eyes are slim and sorrowful, the autumn wind is curling, and the Dongting is under the waves...... Ruan Youzhi is full of orchids, Si Gongzi does not dare to speak, he looks far away, and watches the flowing water...... Donate the rest of the river, the remnants of the Lipu, Qianting Prefecture Xi Duruo, will be far away, the time can not be sudden, talk about the leisurely face and ~"

The jade finger plucked the strings, the bamboo flute whined, the crisp sound of the piano and the melodious flute sounded, Ling Xue's thin lips opened lightly, and the light singing voice spread throughout the room, after a long time, the sound gradually subsided, and the mood of the two went to the next level, looking at each other and smiling, saluting each other......

On the second day, the sky was still dark in the early morning, Yeyang taught Ling Xue to cook hand in hand, and the two of them who had eaten a sumptuous medicinal diet, after having morning tea, came to Yeyang's room to play the piano and flute ensemble, with the sound of Yeyang's flute as the main guide, the sound of the piano echoed, and the rhythm of music was derived from thousands of living beings.

When the Nine Realms first opened, the avenues were unstable, the heavens and the earth were cracking, the world was teetering on the brink of destruction, and under the oppressive gray sky, tsunamis, earthquakes, hurricanes, thunderstorms, volcanic eruptions, mudslides, floods, plagues, sandstorms, and ...... All sorts of disasters struck one after another.

The people of all ethnic groups live in dire straits, survive and reproduce like sharp knives hanging over their heads, constantly urging all ethnic groups to find habitats, water, soil, food and energy are extremely scarce, starvation is everywhere, the ugly faces of intelligent creatures are exposed, and in order to compete for rare material resources, wars have broken out one after another, corpses are everywhere, and lives are devastated.

Life and death, war and pure land, pain and bliss, affection and **, simplicity and luxury...... Conflict is a significant color, the world is unpredictable, no one is truly happy, all living beings are suffering, without exception, common, just indifferent and numb......

The two people in the room were infected by the tragic and desolate atmosphere, and couldn't help but burst into tears, crying silently, crying was over, and the rest was only numbness.

The living soul sighs like a complex of contradictions, terrifying and silent, powerful and powerful, specializing in the six senses, the recruiter will lose all six senses, the eyes are colorless, the nose is tasteless, the mouth is speechless, the ears are silent, the heart is ruthless, the soul is thoughtless, formless and shadowless, everywhere, just like the universal Muran in the difficult world.

Until the night was dark, everything was quiet, and the two people in the attic did not break away from the sentimentality, Ling Xue's bright eyes were gloomy, and there were tears on her pretty face, looking at the night sun opposite, her mood was inexplicably complicated, her voice trembled slightly, and she said slowly: "The immortal clan is good at music and rhythm, but there are only two rubbings in the clan, and I have nothing to teach you." ”

Hearing her whisper, Yeyang also raised her head, her eyes were calm, and wiped the tears on her pretty face, Ling Xue didn't dodge this time, just looked at him quietly, Yeyang smiled, rubbed her head, and whispered: "It's okay, tomorrow you teach me the rules of ice and snow, I'll teach you the rules of ice......"

Ling Xue burst into tears, in the silent night, only the rustle of the wind and snow, the cold wave in the outside world with teeth and claws, but could not invade the attic, in the quiet room, in the hearts of the two, is full of warmth......

On September 17th, the last winter snow in the demon world lasted for more than six months, with 20 days of blizzard, one month of heavy snow, two months of moderate snow, and two months of light snow.

One hundred and ninety-three days of snowfall, from the heavy snowfall on March 24, Yeyang and Ling Xue were closed in the Fenglai Inn, seventeen days of cultivation, twenty-four days of fighting songs, five days of teaching and learning from each other, and the remaining one hundred days were spent discussing the Tao, observing each other's ice attribute rules, and taking the opportunity to understand their own strength.

During this period, Yeyang also woke up from ignorance, what he wanted to do was not enlightenment, but an extremely dangerous creation of the Dao, a little carelessness would be a catastrophe, the rules had not yet been formed, but it had only attracted the attention of the Great Dao, and there was no actual damage, but with the continuous improvement of his Ice and Fire Sound Lotus, an invisible oppression in the underworld was gradually increasing.

At the beginning of September, the trend of snowfall has stagnated, and the thick clouds in the sky have gradually dispersed, Yeyang and Ling Xue have left the inn rarely, and changed their temperament and appearance with the illusion of Ukiyo Qinghuan, walking around in the demon city hand in hand, tasting many special delicacies, buying a lot of novel things, very happy.

On September 8th, after settling the bill of Fenglai Inn, the two left the Demon City hand in hand, walking aimlessly on the snowy ancient plains, seeing a lot of scenery, counting the starry sky, looking at the sunrise, whether it is the power of rules or the nine songs of Tianxing, there is a leap forward.

The hearts of both of them were full of joy and happiness, however, the dreams and hallucinations were false, with the end of winter, the weather warmed up, the night sun and Ling Xue full of thoughts, the melting heart door was also re-frozen, and the atmosphere became more and more depressed for several days.

The blue-haired girl regained her former calm, her cold face without any emotion, her eyes clear and indifferent, giving people a strange feeling that was thousands of miles away. The young man in white is the same, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, seemingly approachable on the surface, but in fact his mind is as deep as water, with a hypocritical skin mask.

Separation always comes very suddenly, on December 8, in a small city at the junction of the Ancient Plains and the Thunder Domain, Yeyang and Ling Xue invariably proposed to break up, tacitly without asking each other's reasons, and without crying, just like when they met, they were very calm with each other.

It was only when they were separated outside the city that the blue-haired girl asked the name of the boy in white, and the boy in white reacted, it turned out that from beginning to end, they didn't know each other's names, maybe it was just to satisfy curiosity, maybe it was to keep it for thought, no matter what, the boy in white didn't give a reply.

The two people walked against each other, one to the thunder domain, the other to the ancient plain, the person facing the thunder region turned back and asked, and the person walking to the ancient plain chuckled without looking back: "If we can still meet, I will tell you my name again, at that time, I will be your protector, and you will be my ......."

The soul clone traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and within a moment, it crossed most of the desolate ancient plains, and there was only a hundred thousand miles away from the demon jungle, the white-clothed Yeyang stopped, and suddenly pinched the magic seal in his hand and stabbed it into his mind, but a black light shot out of his brain, interrupting his attack, turning into another black-clothed Yeyang, his face was numb: "What are you doing?"

"She affected my Dao heart, and I was reluctant to kill her, so I had to erase my amnestics. The white-clothed Yeyang chuckled lightly and replied disapprehantly.

"Speak human words. The black-clothed Yeyang was expressionless, no different from a dead man, and said coldly.

"Uh......" The white-clothed Yeyang was stunned, his eyes became calm, and then he said slowly: "The Ice and Fire Sound Lotus is perfect, the Dao Tribulation is coming, I am ready to feed the Dao with my body, you take the Dao and go back, and by the way, erase the memory." ”

The black-clothed Yeyang was calm and silent, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood, and then, he turned back directly and went to the demonic jungle, the white-clothed Yeyang smiled and said good brother, slowly closed his eyes, and there were bursts of stinging pain in his brain, and the intermittent memory was erased.

The girl's voice and smile all turned into vague shadows, leaving only Hua Xu Yin and Xiaoxiang tears of Tianxing Nine Songs, a flawless three-color lotus, slowly blooming in front of her, and there was a powerful force in the sky......

At the same time, at the edge of the thunder domain two million miles away, the blue-haired girl who had been advancing for a while also stopped, was silent for a moment, raised her palm and slapped it on her forehead, with a crisp click, as if something had broken in her mind, and when she opened her eyes again, her indifferent eyes were in a trance.

"Goblin City...... A ...... alone Nine Songs of Heaven...... The Song of the Holy Spirit...... Ukiyo-e Qinghuan...... The creatures sighed...... Ice Rules...... I seem to have forgotten someone, who is it?" flashed a little suspicious on his plain face.

Fate is wonderful.