The distance between Kunlun and Guobei County is a bit far, even at Xue Chen's speed, it takes more than an hour to run with all his might. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For more than a hundred years, the vicinity of Kunlun has long been deserted, and the surrounding villages may have been left behind because of war or famine, leaving only pieces of vacant and dilapidated mud houses and thatched houses.

Stepping into the mountain, Xue Chen's speed slowed down, and an unspeakable fear flooded his heart.

Afraid of losing her?

In the past, even when he recalled Shangguan Feixue, Xue Chen was more just emotional, but now that the opportunity to meet her again came, he was frightened but at a loss.

There are still as many people who live in seclusion under Kunlun Mountain, as long as there is no peace in this world, then they will not come to pursue this ethereal path of cultivation.

Xue Chen, who has lived in Kunlun for two years, is still very familiar with how to go to the Xiaoyao faction, according to the route in his memory, Xue Chen's pace is faster, and he came to the foot of the Xiaoyao faction mountain in just a few days.

Looking up, the attic was still magnificent, and there was no sign of dilapidation.

"This donor, enter slowly." Xue Chen wanted to step into the ladder with his feet, but he heard a loud male voice sounding halfway up the mountain, and then two middle-aged men in carefree Taoist robes came out with swords.

"This is my free sect, and ordinary people or people without doors and sects can only enter in April and October every year, and they are not allowed to visit the rest of the time." The middle-aged Taoist priest has a charitable face, but the words he says have an unquestionable taste.

"I am a member of the Dharma Instrument Sect, and I have something important to visit the head of your sect."

Xue Chen took out the token in the Magic Weapon Sect from his arms and said, in a hundred years, many changes must have taken place in Kunlun, and the people he knows are either no longer there, or it may be possible to become the head of the sect with a hundred years of cultivation, so the news of Shangguan Feixue has to ask the master.

The middle-aged man took Xue Chen's token, feeling the true yuan fluctuations above, the secret path is indeed the token of the Magic Weapon Sect, which cannot be faked, but the Magic Weapon Sect is now only three disciples, two of them have traveled down the mountain to eliminate demons, and by the way, they have taken some disciples, and the remaining one is sitting in the sect, the three of them are familiar with the middle-aged man, but they have not heard of another person.

"This matter allows me to show the head of the family."

After the middle-aged man and his companion glanced at each other, he nodded slightly, and then the imperial envoy flew the sword and drove into the hall of the Carefree Sect, and it didn't take long for the middle-aged man to reappear, this time he also brought the password of the head uncle.

"Uncle in charge, please invite the seniors into the hall to talk."

The middle-aged man looked at Xue Chen, but his attitude changed a lot, and he became very respectful, originally he suspected that this young man was pretending to be a person in the Dharma Weapon Sect, but he didn't expect that after handing over the token to the head of the sect, he learned that this token was a token held by the disciples of the Dharma Weapon Sect, and the system of the contemplation token was obviously owned by the true heir of Xuyi.

It's normal for a middle-aged man not to know Xuyi Zhenren, after all, when he entered the Carefree Sect, Xuyi Zhenren had been immortal for many years, and I heard the head of the family uncle mention that even with his identity, when he saw Xuyi Zhenren, he had to call him Uncle Ancestor.

Xue Chen's Tiangang Dao method was used, and he saw a gang qi carrying Xue Chen towards the Aolai Palace.

It's just that he didn't expect that as soon as Xue Chen stepped into the hall, a startled voice sounded.

"Uncle Xue?"

Following the voice, there was only one old woman with a fair face.

"You are?" When Xue Chen was in Kunlun, he was the same generation as Shangguan Feixue, and Shangguan Feixue can be said to be the youngest disciple of Kunlun, except for one person, that is, Shangguan Feixue's disciple, the little beggar.

Xue Chen vaguely felt that the old woman in front of him might be a little beggar.

"I'm a little beggar."

The old woman smiled slightly, nodded and said, there was no excitement as imagined, the relationship between the three of them was indeed deep, but the relationship between Xue Chen and the little beggar was more based on the bond of Shangguan Feixue, without Shangguan Feixue, the intersection of the little beggar and Xue Chen was not much, coupled with the experience of the little beggar himself in a hundred years, the more than two years can only be regarded as a good memory, there are feelings, but it will not be out of shape.

"Elder Yan, it seems that you are acquainted with this senior, so it is better to introduce you to us." The head stroked the white beard and said with a smile, he only judged through that token that Xue Chen might have something to do with a certain senior of the Magic Weapon Sect, but he didn't expect that listening to Elder Yan's tone, this young man was not only related, but even that senior.

The little beggar, after the current Elder Yan invited Xue Chen to sit down, he saw that Xue Chen was not impatient, so he turned his head and said to the head of the Xiaoyao Sect: "Senior brother in charge, Uncle Xue is a disciple of the Xuyi Zhenren of the Dharma Weapon Sect. ”

The little beggar naturally knew the master Shangguan Feixue's intentions for Xue Chen, and originally said goodbye to Xue Chen, and the little beggar was also indignant and upset for the master, but now that so many years have passed, even the master has seen it, and she doesn't have to be obsessed.

When the head of the sect saw that Elder Yan mentioned Uncle Shi again, his tone was sad, and then looking at the expression of the senior, he expected that there must be a story in it, and it must be inconvenient to continue in this hall, so after a few polite words with Xue Chen, he left under the pretext of leaving and letting Xue Chen and the little beggar tell what happened in detail.

I think of the little beggar back then, cute and cute, innocent and cute, but now she is an old woman with gray hair, if it is not for the cultivation of Taoism and proper maintenance, I am afraid that she will look even older.

"Uncle Xue, where have you been for a hundred years?"

The two came to an attic, looking at the fog and shadows of the peaks, the little beggar sighed, as if questioning and sighing.

"When I went down the mountain to kill demons, I strayed into a dangerous place, and when I came out again, a hundred years had passed, and things were wrong." Xue Chen shook his head, and instead of revealing the truth, he asked, "I don't know how your Feixue master is now?" ”

Xue Chen's voice trembled a little, with a hint of pleading, this plea was not for the little beggar, but for the fate of the sky, he was probably begging the sky to bring some good news, praying that the person was still alive in the world.

"Master, she has been dead for many years." The little beggar looked at Xue Chen's appearance, and even if he couldn't bear it, he had to tell this cruel truth.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, no one can avoid it, even if you see through the red dust, how many more years can you live? What's more, it is a master who has been trapped by love all his life.

"Can you tell me about what happened after I left?" When he heard the news from the little beggar's mouth, although he already had the answer in his heart, when he finally confirmed it from the little beggar's mouth, he still couldn't let go.

"You didn't say goodbye that day, the master supported your decision at first, after all, the cultivator was originally to subdue the demon and eliminate the demon, but you went, and you didn't return for a long time, two years later, the master went down the mountain to look for you, and inquired about your news in many places, according to the description of the villagers in various places, she also learned a lot about your deeds, but as the search deepened, your news became less and less, until finally disappeared completely, the master returned to Kunlun after five years of looking for you, and she has always believed that you are still alive......"

The little beggar slowly told Shangguan Feixue's life deeds, and the heroic Shangguan Feixue chose to plant flowers and plants in the mountains behind Yunding Peak after Xue Chen disappeared, and finally passed away more than ten years later.

Xue Chen never thought that this person who only sighed in his heart on weekdays would pay so much by himself, if he hadn't entered the world of A Chinese Ghost Story again, he would have almost lived up to this woman's affection.

But it was still too late, and he still failed her.

"No, I still have a way to bring her back to life."