Su Yan slept for three whole days, and when she woke up, she kept coughing.

One moment fever, one moment chills.

Su Yan was sick. The injuries he suffered in the battle with Aoki and the others were almost completely healed by the senior brothers in the past three days, his body was already stronger than ordinary people, and the senior brothers had a good way to treat their injuries.

But he was still sick, coughing incessantly, just like ordinary people suffering from the wind and cold.

In the past three days, he has been lying in bed and dreaming, the earth is dripping with blood, fighting everywhere, and the illusion of Chen Banshan's "curse" in the projection world is exactly the same, the difference is that he "saw" in the dream to the end, the whole world is nothing, there is no sky, no earth, no color, only endless nothingness.

Then he saw a pair of pitch-black wings in this void, it was the purest black, even the void could not be hidden, darker than the spatial black hole that he and Mu Qing had struck out that day.

He didn't know where he was, as if he was this void space, as if he was flying those black wings, the black wings slowly stretched, and then flapped .......

From stillness to stretching, I don't know how many years have passed, and then it flapps in an instant, and time is torn into thin silk threads by wings, like silk spit out by a spider's web.

Then, he woke up.

The house was full of people, the people in the backyard were there, the scholar's injuries had already healed, and a big white goose stood at the door, with its long neck extended, and crowed a few times from time to time.

The first to speak was Sansan, the first boy to know him, and now he has become Su Yan's senior brother.

Sansan said a very useless nonsense: "He woke up." ”

knew that Su Yan was awake, and the red makeup stretched out his hand and knocked on his head.

Three-three-w-wow, wow-wow.

Su Yan kept coughing, coughing very hard, as if he was going to cough out all the air in his lungs, and his incessant coughing sound sounded in the small room.

The scholar withdrew his right hand on Su Yan's wrist and said, "The little junior brother's injury is no longer in the way, but he has a cold. ”

A cold is also a disease.

The blacksmith did not speak, but turned and walked out of the room, and in a moment he came in with his stove.

The fire in the stove was bright, and after a while the temperature in the room rose, and in his mind, people with colds were afraid of cold, so it might be better to raise the temperature a little and sweat.

The scholar shook his head and said, "It's useless, the little junior brother's cold is not an ordinary cold, it is the curse of Chen Banshan of the Daomen." ”

Xia Zhi was a little hateful, and he knew that it wasn't as simple as throwing him out. Who would have thought that the Judgment Shrine of the Daomen was a spell master?

The academy is very powerful, but it is not a place of extreme evil, and they can't do it all.

Red makeup was a little more careful, looked at the scholar and said: "How do you know that the little junior brother is the curse of Chen Banshan", for this senior brother, the junior brothers and sisters actually have no awe.

The scholar was a little embarrassed, he was in control of the projection of the Qingjie at that time, and of course he knew everything that happened inside: "I heard Chen Banshan chanting a mantra", and the spell was separated by a space and could not affect him.

He originally wanted to say it, but at that time, he only cared about watching the gentleman scold, and he didn't expect Xia Zhi to shoot too fast.

The gentleman, who had been silent, said: "Is it possible to arrest Chen Banshan, and the illness of the little junior brother will be better?"

"Spell masters are too rare and mysterious, even in the academy there is no detailed record of spell masters, those white-haired snowmen outside the Heavenly Abandoned Mountain suddenly appeared on the continent thousands of years ago. ”

The scholar continued: "Generally, when facing a spell master, it is to use its own yuan power to isolate itself from the induction of heaven and earth with its own yuan power to prevent the spell master from invading. At that time, the little junior brother was facing the three cultivators at the peak of knowing fate at the same time, and he had never been in contact with the spell master, so the little junior brother was under Chen Banshan's curse. ”

Spell Master is the most mysterious and hated profession on the continent, not to mention his power, how many people have suffered the words he said during the attack? Who wants to be cursed so viciously.

Spell Master is the most mysterious and hated profession on the continent, not to mention his power, how many people have suffered the words he said during the attack? Who wants to be cursed so viciously.

The fact that those snowmen are not accepted by people also has something to do with people's dislike of the profession of sorcerer.

"The spell can only be unbroken by the magician himself. The scholar said.

"Okay, I'll go get him back. The gentleman said that Chen Banshan may have been taken back to the Daomen now, and the gentleman did not say how to catch it and how long it would take.

This is another characteristic of the academy, so you don't have to worry too much about doing something.

......

On the Heavenly Pavilion, the girl in yellow looked at the academy and stood up.

The name of the building is the tallest building in the world, and you can overlook the entire glass city on it.

The old man's voice sounded: "Three thousand avenues, the law of fate is independent of the avenue, you can't go." ”

"I'll take a look. The girl in yellow said.

"I can't see through him, and you can't see through him," the old man's gaze became far-reaching, "In this world, he is the only variable. In the room on the top floor of the Ascending Pavilion, the girl's gaze was like a sea of stars outside the window.

"Is it impossible to change?"

"Maybe, maybe not, but it's not time yet," said the old man.

"The law of fate is supreme, and no one can transcend it", the old man sighed and continued: "Disillusionment, people often say that it is the great power of heaven and earth, but who knows that it is just a trajectory that fate has long carved. The tone seemed to be slightly mocking: "If you meddle now, you are undoubtedly destroying the established trajectory of fate." ”

The old man continued: "Whether it is right or wrong, because there will be some changes in this world because of his appearance, either for the better or for the worse. ”

"I must go and see" The girl in yellow was very persistent.

"I promised you, just to take a look, didn't you persuade me to go see him when I first came to Licheng?"

The stars in the starry sky were getting brighter and brighter, and the girl in yellow looked at the old man.

The old man nodded, and there was only compromise.

That night, Su Yan slept peacefully and did not dream.

......

I don't know how far away from Licheng, there is a peach forest. At this time, it has long passed the season of peach blossoms, but the peach blossoms here are blooming brightly, one by one, one by one, like clouds, and like flames.

The peach blossoms here never wither, because this is a peach forest.

There are several independent thatched huts in the peach forest, like the kind of academy. At this time, a bright woman was sorting out a small package. She's ready to go out.

After so many years, the young face is still so bright.

"Xiangxiang, after I leave, the young master, you will work harder, in addition, I found a village girl from the outside village to take care of your daily life, you and the young master are more restrained, don't scare others." She said to the sword-wielding boy leaning in the doorway.

The young man holding the sword is Chu Xiangxiang, and the bright woman is Caidie, they are all the same, the years cannot carve traces on their bodies, Chu Xiangxiang is still the same as it was back then.

"Why don't you tell the young master?" asked Chu Xiangxiang.

"No, now the young master can't be separated, and he doesn't want to be separated. Caidie said.

"Daomen and Buddhism are not as simple as they seem," Chu Xiangxiang said, remembering that he was chased and killed by the Buddhism after killing the senior brother who was the first to preach on Feilai Peak, "The Buddha Sect is not only Feilai Peak, Su Yan used the butterfly you broke and injured Aoki, you went down the mountain this time, I am afraid that the mortals of the Baiyun Temple Precept Institute will take action." ”

Buddhism has the name of the temple Baiyun, to talk about the status, I am afraid that it is still on the Feilai Peak.

The elders of the Discipline Academy, mortal beings, are said to have taken that step.

"These monks and Taoists usually look compassionate and compassionate, but when something really happens, they curl up one by one. In the face of all living beings in the world, just say cause and effect. ”

Chu Xiangxiang became more and more angry the more she spoke: "If it is related to their interests, they will jump out like monkeys one by one,"

"After so many years, your personality has not changed," looking at Chu Xiangxiang's angry young appearance, Caidie wanted to laugh, "Buddhism and Taoism have always been this virtue, and I didn't know it today, which kind of anger are you." ”

"But there are still some good people in Buddhism," she remembered the master in Taolin that year, in their hearts, they could be regarded as real masters.

Chu Xiangxiang was still indignant: "In this world, the young master takes it so seriously." ”

Hearing him mention the young master, Caidie's gaze became watery and gentle: "Isn't this what makes the young master different from others?"

Some emotions, even if they are put into the long river of time, will not change.

Chu Xiangxiang glanced at Caidie, stopped talking, and took out a piece of white rice paper.

A plum blossom is drawn on the rice paper.

"Young Master needs me here, you go down the mountain alone to face the Daomen and the Buddha Sect, be careful yourself. "Hand over the rice paper.

"But just the Daomen and the Buddha Sect, do we still need to go to the Taolin and the three of us," Caidie seemed to change into a person, and her bright face exuded a light called pride.

Everyone in Taolin has enough qualifications to be proud, whether it is for their contribution to the world or their own strength.

Caidie stretched out her hand to take the rice paper, and carefully put it away, the plum blossom was painted by Chu Xiangxiang, which contained his sword intent, and the heart of getting along like a brother and sister for so many years.

Chu Xiangxiang also felt that she was too worried, with Caidie's strength, who could help her when she went out this time?

The enemies and opponents of the peach forest have never been in the world.

"Okay, you go and see if the young master needs anything," Caidie walked out of the house, waved her hand to Chu Xiangxiang, and glanced back at a few small wooden houses, people had already arrived outside the peach forest, "I'll go first."

"Seeing that Su Yan taught that kid a lesson for me," Chu Xiangxiang turned around and walked in the other direction, her mouth reading in pieces, "I didn't know if I came back after going out for so long." ”

Thinking that Chu Xiangxiang, who has always been cold, also has such a side, Caidie laughed.

At this time, she had already come out of the ten-mile peach forest, and she was already bright, and with this smile, the wildflowers all over the mountain bloomed.

............

There is a small town at the foot of the mountain, and there is a small Taoist temple in the town, and there is only an old Taoist priest in the Taoist temple.

When Caidie passed by the door of the small Taoist temple, the old Taoist's cloudy eyes suddenly brightened, and then lowered his head deeply, until it was dust.

An ascetic in tattered monk's robes folded his hands as the butterflies passed by, chanting Buddhist scriptures in a low and reverent voice, and his world was left with only Buddhas.

On this day, many people in the town lowered their heads, and then the news spread to various places on the mainland through various secret channels.

The butterflies did not stop or turn back when they passed by the Taoist temples, nor did they pass by the dervishes, whether they lowered their heads to the dust or reverently chanted Buddhist scriptures.

There are no them in her world, just as there are no mortals in their world.

But some saw them, and those who saw them were in the peach grove.

On the third day after Cai Die left, Chu Xiangxiang took time to come to the town once.

He didn't like the feeling of being watched, so the plum blossoms in the town bloomed, and the town was clean.