"Why did the seniors save me?"

In a place like Lop Nur Town, in the desert, the economy is very backward, even if it is a good place to stay, this room is just an incidental property of a small restaurant, and at this moment, the sloppy Taoist priest is sitting in this small restaurant, ordering a few side dishes and two bottles of soju, and drinking it one after another. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yan Feng sat opposite him and watched him eat, and after ten minutes, the Taoist priest didn't say a word to him.

Perhaps this sloppy Taoist priest couldn't enjoy it, so he directly picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth, and even blew a bottle of soju, and then poured the other bottle into the wine bag he carried.

"Why did Ben Dao save you?"

Finally, the sloppy Taoist priest spoke, and the smell of wine came to his face as soon as he opened his mouth, but Yan Feng did not feel any discomfort.

"Why should I save you?" said and walked upstairs with drunkenness, asking to himself, Yan Feng got up and followed silently.

"Because... You and I are all in the same condition. Turning his head, the sloppy Taoist priest said this to Yan Feng.

Frowning, Yan Feng felt that this Taoist priest had misunderstood something.

"Seniors, what is sameness?"

Walking on the staircase, the Taoist priest looked drunk, smiled and pointed at Yan Feng with his hand: "You kid is still pretending in front of this Dao, the woman who was captured by the skeleton in the spirit city before, is it your beloved?"

I'll go... Yan Feng was stunned, sure enough, this Taoist priest misunderstood, but Yan Feng's eyes condensed slightly, since this Taoist priest said that he was sympathetic...

Doesn't that mean...

Yan Feng couldn't help but think of the nine faces of the spirit lord before, could it be that this Taoist priest had a beloved, who was one of the nine saintesses in the past.

"Boy. ”

At this moment, the drunken appearance on the face of this Taoist priest suddenly disappeared, his face was positive, and he looked extremely sober, but he shook Yan Feng for a moment, I will go, your uncle, I will be drunk for a while, and I will be sober for a while, you think you are a stepless speed change!

But you still have to listen to what you should hear, Yan Feng saluted and replied.

"Senior, please speak. ”

"It doesn't matter who you are in the Holy Lady of the Spirit City, but you are the one you want to save, is this wrong?"

"That's right, this woman must be saved!" Yan Feng said in a condensed voice.

"If you want to save her, listen to the word of your own word for the rest of your life, and do not disobey her. ”

Yan Feng looked at this Taoist priest, and from his eyes, Yan Feng knew that this was not drunken talk, and nodded solemnly after thinking for a moment.

"Okay!, let's go to Lingcheng again!" The Taoist priest raised his head and took a sip of wine, and suddenly the drunken expression on his face came again.

Staggering on the wooden stairs, this person is drunk or not, it is almost the same as the speed of a woman turning her face, and she will change.

However, Yan Feng didn't care what this sloppy Taoist priest was at the moment, since he had a way, why not give it a try.

What's more, although this Taoist priest looks sloppy and down, but for his cultivation, Yan Feng estimates that he has at least nine palaces, otherwise it is impossible to smash the big skull hand with one sword.

It was already night, and it wasn't long before the time came, Yan Feng crossed his knees in the room to breathe and recover from the injuries he had been injured before, while Wang Qi on the side had already fallen asleep on the bed after eating something.

In the past two days, it is nothing for a person like Yan Feng who often walks on the tip of the knife of life and death, but for an ordinary girl like Wang Qi, it is already a high-load mental overdraft, too tired, and she should indeed have a good rest.

At this moment, suddenly, a fresh breeze blew through the window of the room, and Yan Feng knew that he was about to set off.

Glancing at Wang Qi, who was still asleep, Yan Feng gently covered the quilt for her, and disappeared into a golden rainbow.

In the sky above Lop Nur Lake, two long rainbows, one blue and one gold, are galloping.

"The lord of this spiritual city was originally the bones of the last queen before Gu Loulan disappeared, but a thing fell from the sky thousands of years ago. "The sloppy Taoist priest is explaining the origin of the spirit lord to Yan Feng.

"This corpse is a dead body, the original soul has already been reincarnated, but under this thing, this corpse bone was born with spiritual wisdom, and then I don't know where to find a method, the body of the tenth life, the eternal body, once a hundred years, when she changes into the tenth spirit body, she can live forever in the form of a human being. ”

Yan Feng listened to the words of this sloppy Taoist priest, and was not surprised in his heart, his own guess before was not much different from what this Taoist priest said.

There was only one point, Yan Feng was curious, what was that thing that fell from the sky?! It was able to regenerate a nearly weathered thousand-year-old corpse out of thin air.

"Do you wonder why I know so much, and how to enter the Spirit City?"

Two long rainbows, falling on these thousands of wooden stakes, before the pit, Yan Feng looked at this Taoist priest and nodded, he was indeed strange, according to the previous words, the spirit body changes once a hundred years, and the last saint girl has been a hundred years ago.

If this is the case, the previous saint had something to do with this sloppy Taoist priest, then his age... No wonder when he called him brother Tai at the beginning, he would say that being his grandfather was enough.

"Have you ever seen the appearance of a spirit lord in this life?"

Speaking of the spirit master of this life, the sloppy Taoist priest's voice trembled slightly, as if it evoked a sad past, although Yan Feng felt it, he still nodded: "I saw it, it is a very beautiful woman." ”

Hearing Yan Feng's words, a smile rose on the corner of the sloppy Taoist priest's mouth.

"That's nature, my Liu Peiyuan's wife, how can it be a mundane thing!"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Feng's heart suddenly understood, no wonder this sloppy Taoist priest knew so much about this spiritual city, and he had stayed here all these years, it turned out that the saint of the previous life was his wife...

Thinking of this Yan Feng, I can't help but feel a little sad, back then, this sloppy Taoist priest was afraid that he would do everything for his wife, but he also failed.

The years are long, and the days are spent on wine.

The sloppy Taoist priest looked at this pit, pointed the long sword behind him into the void, and in an instant, the originally peaceful pit had a misty yellow smoke rising, but what appeared in the smoke was not the previous city gate, but another place.

"A hundred years ago, I didn't cultivate enough to protect my wife, so I stayed here for a hundred years, and in the past hundred years, my cultivation has risen little by little, and it took me fifty years to figure out how to enter the Spirit City, and for the next fifty years, I will go to the Spirit City once a year, and in the past fifty years, I have fought dozens of times with the Spirit Lord, just to see her face... Although, I know it's not her. ”

Between the words, there was sadness and nostalgia in the eyes of the sloppy Taoist priest.

Yan Feng can imagine that kind of scene, facing a familiar face, but it is not the helpless heartache of a familiar person.

"Today is also the day for me to get to know the Spirit Lord. ”

The sloppy Taoist priest muttered to himself, and his figure took the lead in turning into a blue rainbow and rushing into the smoke, followed by Yan Feng.

As the two entered, the original yellow smoke returned to calm again.