On Yuntian Mountain, the Red Dust Sword Pavilion has several halls, and a wasteland has been reclaimed behind the mountain, covering an extremely wide area, Sun Yao said that this piece will be used to grow medicinal herbs in the future, and the name will be called "Medicine Field".

On the edge of the medicine field is a small garden, in which the flower beds occupy half of the land, and the rest of the place is a small platform for enjoying the scenery and some stone tables and chairs.

Qing'er was very envious when Sun Yao planted a peach blossom forest, but Xinghua Village's financial resources were limited, so she had never been able to follow her wishes, and now Lu Hong was finally able to achieve her wishes.

After the small garden was built, Qing'er couldn't put it down, and she had to walk several times a day, planting flowers, watering, and loosening the soil.

Now the little girl is squatting on the edge of the flower garden with a small shovel to loosen the soil for her flowers and plants, and occasionally fiddle with the flowers and leaves, which is very cute.

Lu Hong sat on Taiqing Peak and quietly looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and the few temples below and the cute little girl.

He is not a very ambitious person, his former wish was to grow flowers and raise grass like Qing'er, and live carefree and heartless all his life, if Sun Yao is by his side, it will naturally be the icing on the cake.

But God does not fulfill people's wishes, the more people want something, the more they can't get anything, and the irony is that although people can't get what they want, they can often get what others want.

Lu Hong is famous, fame and fortune, but all he wants is an ordinary life.

And how many people seek fame and fortune but can't get it?

Maybe it's not providence that makes people, but people are always too ambitious and don't always know how to cherish what they have.

In any case, it is impossible for Lu Hong to return to normal, and the road ahead is destined to be full of wind and rain.

The high-rise building of the Red Dust Sword Pavilion has risen, An Xiaohui, Longji, and Mi Beibei have entered the Sword Pavilion successively, Wu Tian, Lei Fu, and Qiao Wu have also quietly joined forces with him, the foundation near Taiqing Peak has been solidified, and the Sword Pavilion will be completed in a few months, and not only will the local small gangs and factions come to worship the sword, Pin Jianxuan, Zhemei Villa, and even the people of the Zhao family in Zhongzhou will come here to congratulate him, and Yuan Chungang and Yunsheng, who have the grace of rebuilding the sword, will naturally give this disciple face and come to celebrate in person.

That day was very close, but it seemed far away, at least he couldn't sit here and wait for the day when all the buildings and halls of the Red Dust Sword Pavilion were completed.

The matter of the Great Victory Pass can come to an end now, but the Wasteland Opera City and the reincarnated holy child of the Northern Regions are turbulent, and the forces of all parties may detonate at any time, and the snipe and the clam are competing with each other, and the fisherman is profitable, for him, if he wants to know more about the God of Wealth Pavilion, he has to go to the Deserted Hill Opera City and the Northern Regions.

The parting is approaching, and it is only at this time that I look at Qing'er's delicate back and feel particularly nostalgic.

"Hong'er, do you want to bring Youwei and Qifei back?",

Sun Yao didn't know when she arrived at the peak, lifted her skirt and sat beside him.

Lu Hong shook his head and said, "It's safer for them to stay in the Red Mansion of Baijian."

Sun Yao smiled and said, "Compared to the Red Dust Sword Pavilion, you seem to want to protect the Red Mansion of Sword Worship more."

Lu Hong smiled bitterly: "It's different, the Red Dust Sword Pavilion was built by us, and it is destined to be tied to our fate.

"Master Tai has spread grace and grace since the creation of the Sword Red Mansion, and they should have enjoyed this peace",

Sun Yao said: "It is a well-known thing for everyone to worship the Sword Red Mansion as your teacher, and when the Red Dust Sword Pavilion is completed, the owner of the building and your master will come to congratulate in person, and when the time comes, the Red Dust Sword Pavilion and the Red Mansion will be inseparable in the eyes of everyone, and it may not be easy to separate again."

"Moreover, if the God of Wealth Pavilion swallows Zhongzhou this time, it is inevitable to advance eastward, and worshipping the sword and the Red Mansion is the only way for the God of Wealth Pavilion to advance eastward, how can it be hidden?"

Lu Hongdao: "Even if the Red Mansion of Sword Worship still can't get rid of the entanglement of the God of Wealth Pavilion in the end, it must not be because of me."

Sun Yao smiled faintly and said: "In fact, the general trend of the world, if you join for a long time, you will be divided, and if you divide for a long time, Shenzhou has been falling apart for too long, according to tradition, it is time for a unified Shenzhou to appear",

Lu Hong condensed his eyebrows and said: "If it is like Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor who swept the Eight Wildernesses and unified the universe, I have nothing to say, or like the iron-blooded Great Qin back then, it is not necessary to cleanse the Six Kingdoms, but the God of Wealth Pavilion has not taken the way of kings from the beginning, it is just like an expanding shadow in Zhongzhou, as if it wants to swallow everyone into the belly",

"It seems to me that everything that hides its head and tail has a fatal flaw",

"The strength is not enough", Lu Hong said: "The God of Wealth Pavilion is a very terrible force, the longer you contact it, the more you will understand its terrible, but at the same time, its weaknesses will also be exposed, if you want me to say, the current God of Wealth Pavilion only has four words, internal and external troubles",

"Tianyang Xuanyin urgently needs the instrument of creation to step through the realm of heaven and man, Duobaolou has become more and more of a tail since the addition of the magician, although the strength of the four parts of gold, silver and jade is strong, but its center is established under the mystery and strength of Tianyang Xuanyin, once this person changes, the collapse of the God of Wealth Pavilion may come faster than we imagined",

Sun Yao said: "There are no longer a few sects that stand because of one person and are abolished because of one person, isn't the Red Mansion always relying on your master......?

She hesitated for a few moments, and said: "But since the capital of Xudu, Shao Zhengye has not made a move for a long time after the Battle of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sea, the last time he shot was in the tragedy of the Su family, more than ten years have passed, no one knows how far he has cultivated, he is already extremely talented, and he has a Gao Tang mirror in hand, and his current cultivation must be advancing by leaps and bounds compared to back then, plus the mysterious Yanshi, maybe ......",

Lu Hongdao: "If the Barren Hill Opera City does not have the power to defeat both Tianyang and Xuanyin, they will not be so careful in this layout."

Sun Yao nodded, this time the elite of the Jade Department of the God of Wealth Pavilion was everywhere, and every detail of the action was personally planned by Zhuang Jiang, and the importance they attached to the Barren Hill Opera City could be seen.

"It is precisely because of this that I had to go to the Deserted Hill Opera City in person",

"Don't worry, I will act when I see the opportunity, and I will not clash with them head-on, and they must not care about such a small role as me",

Sun Yao smiled: "Then I can only help you take care of the Red Dust Sword Pavilion, and when you come back, it will be completely in your hands."

When the fragrance came, Lu Hong's heart suddenly throbbed, turned his head to look at her gently, and suddenly reached out to hold her in his arms.

Sun Yao was stunned, and the beetail needle instinctively pinched it in his hand, but he heard him say softly: "Thank you, Sun Yao, having you by my side for so many years is the greatest luck in my life."