Father and son are by nature, and mother and son are connected. At this moment, he could feel Xue Youyan's heartstrings trembling three steps away, in fact, there was no need to confess more, the hearts of their mother and son were already closely connected and inseparable.

"After so many years...... Finally waiting for you, finally ...... I'm waiting for you alive......" Xue Youyan burst into tears.

Ding Jun knelt forward and hugged Xue Youyan's legs. He hadn't cried since he was sensible, but this time, the tears were pouring out like a summer torrent.

At this moment, he forgot about the qiē in the world, and only had Xue Youyan in his heart.

Xue Youyan also knelt down, and the mother and son hugged each other and cried. Xue Youxian, who had already killed someone and fulfilled his wish, saw this scene, Mu stood aside, looking at them in a daze, not knowing what to do next.

After a long time, Xue Youyan stopped her tears and slowly got up: "Ding Jun, good boy, thank God for your favor and let you come here." I once solemnly swore death to the souls of the gods on the altar that as long as I could see my son, I would cut off my own and return this life to the female city, and die to warn those who come after me that the true saints must devote themselves to this holy city, leading all people to multiply from generation to generation, so that the female city will prosper again. You come, this is the day I die, and it should have ended a long time ago. ”

"What?" Ding Jun was at a loss for a while, unable to understand the meaning of this evil.

"Come with me, and you will come with me as a witness." Xue Youyan said to Xue Youxian.

Snow Immortal screamed: "I don't want to go, everyone knows that the altar is the highest forbidden place in the Valley of Petrification, and only those who have committed serious crimes will be exiled there." Xue Youyan, you are the holy daughter of the female city, according to the precepts of the ancestors, the holy woman cannot get close to a man for the rest of her life, but you violated the ancestral teachings and made a big mistake, so you were exiled here by the high priest. It's your own business, it has nothing to do with me, so I don't want to go."

Compared with Xue Youyan, she is willing to bow to the wind in any aspect, which is far from the same. Saying that she is the "shadow" of Xue Youyan is already a great compliment to her.

"Little sister." Xue Youyan called out affectionately.

With just one sound, Xue Youxian suddenly shut up and looked at Xue Youyan steadily.

"On that day, you were jealous that I was with Ding Muyun, and secretly informed the high priest that we were trapped in the mirror abyss for seven days and almost died, I don't blame you; I don't blame you for colluding with the three thieves of Nepal to go deep into the 'Divine Department' where the high priest lives, steal the treasure 'Holy Child's Heart' and frame Ding Muyun; I don't blame you for contacting the snow thieves of Sikkim outside the mountain to intercept and kill Ding Muyun in a vain attempt to destroy our children; I don't blame you for gathering the evidence of my guilt and offering it to the high priest to condemn me...... Just because, you are my little sister. We don't have a mother, I am the eldest sister, the only relative you have, and the only person who can teach you and tolerate you. You made a mistake, and I can only blame myself for not teaching you well, for not being able to teach you how to be a good person. Xue Youyan smiled faintly, her tone gentle, without the slightest hint of anger and resentment.

"I know I'm wrong, but you'...... But you shouldn't have snatched Ding Muyun, he was the first thing I saw, so he should be mine! Xue Youxian defended unconvinced.

Ding Muyun, Ding Jun's father, is now buried in the cemetery in Hong Kong. Ding Jun didn't know anything about what Xue Youyan and Xue Youxian were talking about, but he believed in his mother and believed that every word she said was a sure fact.

"Little sister, you like Ding Muyun so much, but you never asked him, does he like the rising sun in the morning? Or do you like a crescent moon with clouds hanging low and birds quiet and mountains empty? Did he tell you how beautiful the three crescent moons are in the Mirror Abyss?" Xue Youyan asked.

Xue Youxian grew his mouth in shock: "Yes, yes, he did ask like this, how do you know?"

Xue Youyan smiled: "Of course I know, because on the eve before you saw him, we watched the moon together in the Kuai Pavilion in the Mirror Abyss. The crescent moon that night was exceptionally bright, so we can use the moonlight to refer to the secret scrolls left by the ancestors of the female city. Ding Muyun's attainments in ancient Sanskrit, ancient Persian, and ancient Indian are extremely high, and it is precisely because he understands the knotted rope notes in the secret scroll that we can decipher the essence of the secret scroll. Of course, compared to a man who truly loves you, any secret scroll in the world is meaningless. For example, for his sake, you can actually cultivate the 'Divine Sword of Extermination' with great painstaking solitude, just to untie the knot in your heart. If you do this, you can prove that you really love him, but unfortunately fate has not arrived. ”

"Of course I really love him, otherwise, after so many years, how can I never forget him for a moment?" Snow Fairy muttered to herself.

"If you stab me, the resentment in my heart will be vented over the years, isn't it?" Xue Youyan asked again.

Xue Youxian nodded, but then let out a long sigh.

Ding Jun understood her thoughts, and there must have been a hint of remorse in her abruptness. She was planning to assassinate Xue Youyan to vent her anger, but they must be sisters, and as soon as the hatred disappeared, there was immediately endless remorse, regretting that she was burned red by hatred, blinded by her heart, and actually cut off her sister's life with her own hands.

Xue Youyan smiled: "Youxian, in fact, you don't know, the 'Exterminating Divine Knife' can't hurt me at all. In the secret scroll of the female city, countless ancient thaumaturgy are recorded, many of which teach people to practice the secret mantra of the incorruptible body of Vajra. After reading these, I realized that the enlightened monks in the monasteries in Tibet can practice the unbelievable means of Tianyantong, Tianertong, immortal body, rainbow transformation of the flesh, and relics of the five internal organs, and the ultimate source of this is the secret scroll of the female city. I'm stuck here, undisturbed, studying day and night, practicing thaumaturgy with half the effort. In the past, the rivers and lakes unanimously believed that 'the world's martial arts come out of Shaolin', but the world will not know that this is the origin of a qiē thaumaturgy. Whether it is Tibetan Buddhism or Chinese Buddhism, all kinds of methods are related to the women's city. ”

Xue Youxian was speechless, slowly raised his left hand, then shook his head, and the ponytail braid hanging on his back fell into his palm.

"You understand?" Xue Youyan asked.

Xue Youxian didn't answer, but raised his knife in his hand, cut off his braids, and threw it away.

The hair is called "three thousand troubles" by Zen, and when the troubles are broken, all the troubles of life will be broken.

"That's it, life is really boring." Snow Fairy laughed.

"In that case, come with me, is it okay?" Xue Youyan asked.

Xue Youxian asked rhetorically: "Life is boring, is there a difference between going with you or not with you?" Is there a difference between being alive and dead? Since life is boring, why not die early and live early and enter a new world of reincarnation? I've been practicing and waiting in silence for more than 20 years, more than 8,000 days and nights, but I can't kill you, isn't it stupid?"

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