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On a back hill outside the village, Ziqian took Yiqin to a valley overgrown with dense trees.

The formation arranged outside the valley, Ziqian easily opened, and then entered the valley.

This is the resting place of Ziqian's parents, and it has been seven years since the last time they came.

Seven years is long and short.

If that didn't happen back then, Ziqian might have married Chu Siqi now.

And their children can run and play all over the ground, and they can shout for their father and mother.

If the parents don't die, they will be able to see their grandchildren as well.

Although the revenge was avenged, Ziqian couldn't be happy anyway.

In his previous life, his parents died at a very young age, and the time with him in this life was just as short.

With a sigh, Ziqian plucked a flower from the mountain wall next to him, came to the grave, picked up some new soil from the side, and sprinkled it evenly. Yiqin has been standing by Ziqian's side, motionless, she is a demon beast, she can't feel the affection of her parents at all, and she doesn't know why Ziqian is so depressed in front of a grave.

Ziqian turned his back to Yiqin and suddenly said, "You are very strange, aren't you!"

Yiqin answered softly, but did not answer, or rather, she didn't know what to say at the moment.

Silence is nothing more than the best way to express it.

Ziqian raised his head and smiled bitterly at the scorching sun, "Some things, some people, can't forget if they want to, they all say that the avenue is ruthless and cuts love, but how can this one love word be cut off?" After a pause, he continued: "Life is a play. What's the point if there is no joy or sorrow in it? ”

These words. It's not profound, but Yiqin can't understand it.

Because, she's just a monster.

Except for the hazy feeling for Ziqian, she has never experienced or seriously thought about what feelings are and what feelings are.

Watching the white clouds in the sky pass by, Ziqian sighed again and said to Yiqin, "Let's go!" He didn't know. This time, when will I be able to come back.

Yi Qin was slightly stunned, she thought that Ziqian would stay here for a while, so she said, "Do you want to leave now?"

Ziqian nodded and said, "Well, I want to go to Chu Siqi's house to have a look." "This is the last hope, if Chu Siqi passes through the Lost Dream Mountains, he will definitely go home to see.

A moment later, Ziqian came to Chujia Village, Chu Siqi's village.

An anomalous change eight years ago. made all the people in Chujia Village leave their homes.

During this period, although many villagers would come, there were very few who stayed to settle down when they saw the dilapidated appearance of the village.

Ziqian has come all the way. Seeing the villagers busy with their own affairs, and remembering the situation when they came with their parents that day, I had a feeling that things were wrong.

Walked to the front of Chu Siqi's room. Seeing a house that has been washed away by the rain for eight years and is about to collapse. Ziqian walked in with a brisk step.

Yiqin hesitated for a moment, and then followed.

Furnishings in the room. It's no different from when I left eight years ago, except for the thick dust on the tables, chairs and benches.

Ziqian came to Chu Siqi's room and saw that the tables and chairs around him had not been touched at all, and he had an answer in his heart.

Chu Siqi never came back at all.

This result made Ziqian sigh for a long time, and finally slowly walked out of the room and said to Yiqin: "Let's go!"

Ziqian did not leave in a hurry, but came to the grave where Chu Siqi's father was buried, because no one had come for eight years, and no one had come to the grave, the grave was overgrown with weeds. Ziqian picked up some fresh dust from the side, sprinkled it evenly on the grave, and said in a low voice: "Father-in-law, I will definitely find Chu Siqi, you can rest assured." ”

After completing all this, Ziqian took Yiqin all the way back to the Misty Mountains.

At the mouth of the valley at the entrance of the mountain range, there were several Aotian Pavilion disciples waiting there.

Seeing Ziqian flying, all the disciples brushed, and at the same time knelt on one knee on the ground, and said loudly: "See the master." ”

Ziqian nodded, motioned for all the disciples to stand up, and then asked, "Did you find anything?"

One of the disciples stepped forward and arched his hand: "Master, the commander is still patrolling the valley, it seems to be ......."

Ziqian frowned and said, "Go on." ”

The disciple said, "It seems that no valuable information has been found." ”

Although he had known this result for a long time, after listening to it, Ziqian was still a little disappointed, and behind the disappointment again and again, there was a deep despair.

At this moment, Ziqian's mood was nothing more than despair, and he even doubted whether he could find Chu Siqi.

The avenue is ruthless, and the sky kills you.

If you want to keep your beloved by your side, in the monastic world, it is nothing more difficult than soaring.

Ziqian sighed, waved his hand and said, "Let Zhao Long come over." ”

"Yes, Master. The disciple answered, turned and fled into the valley.

After a while, Zhao Long led a few disciples to hurry up, and just wanted to salute, when he saw Ziqian waving his hand, he said: "Master, we have been looking in the mountains for the past few days, and we have found hundreds of stones with handwriting. As he spoke, he took out stones from the storage bag and handed them to Ziqian.

Ziqian waved his hand, put away all the stones, and said to Zhao Long, "Other than that, do you find anything else?"

Zhao Long shook his head and said, "Master, there is nothing else to gain." ”

Ziqian closed his eyes, opened them for a long time, and said, "You let all the disciples come out! Look for them in the territory of Chu State, and if there is any news, remember to inform Elder Zhang Qing." After speaking, he remembered something again, and added, "If there are other sects that obstruct it, don't do anything with it, I don't want you to lose anything." ”

Zhao Long was moved in his heart and said gratefully: "Master, I know what to do!"

After arranging some things, Ziqian took Yiqin and left the Misty Dream Mountains.

Wander the destination and fly in the sky, not knowing where the direction is.

Ziqian didn't know what to do, his cultivation had reached the middle stage of out-of-body. Immediately, they all broke through, but this period of work was too busy and there was no time to cultivate. Now. It's a time to make a choice, whether it's to continue cultivating. Or look for Chu Siqi. In the end, Chu Siqi's weight in Ziqian's heart was too heavy. He gave up his cultivation and was ready to continue searching.

Feelings are like a knot in Ziqian's heart, this knot cannot be untied, and it is difficult to break through if you continue to cultivate.

Unless you take the pill and forcibly break through, but in that case, the comprehension of the destiny of heaven and earth. It's a lot less.

Three days later, Ziqian and Yiqin landed on a small mountain villa, and the reason why they landed in such an inconspicuous place was because in the open space in the middle of the village, a huge statue was placed, and the appearance of the person who made the statue, Ziqian was very familiar, it was Chu Siqi who he was looking for.

When Ziqian first saw this statue, the blood in his whole body was boiling. Don't wait for Yiqin to fly. In a flash, the figure landed next to the statue in the middle of the village.

At this moment, there are countless village names in the village who are busy with their own affairs, and they see a person falling in the sky. All the things that are placed in your hands, kneel on the ground, and bow down. He kept talking, immortals. Immortals and the like.

Ziqian's divine sense swept over everyone, and found that none of them had spiritual veins. There were no cultivators either, so he said, "Who is the village chief here?"

In the crowd, an old man in his fifties suddenly raised his head, looked at Ziqian, and said, "The old man Sanhua Village Chief, Li Lang, has seen the Immortal Lord. ”

Ziqian nodded, pointed to the statue and asked, "Who is the owner of this statue, do you know each other?"

The old man hurriedly replied: "Senior, five years ago there was a plague in the village, and almost all the inhabitants were going to die, and at this time a beautiful woman appeared, and after the woman came, she used fairy magic to drive away the plague from us, and then left, as for the name of the fairy, we do not know. ”

When Ziqian heard this, he already had the answer in his heart, the fairy in the old man's mouth should be Chu Siqi, but after Chu Siqi came here, why did he leave? His divine sense emanated again, sensing that there were no mountains within a radius of 100 meters, and there was no place with strong spiritual energy, Chu Siqi left here for only two reasons, one was to find a place to cultivate, but to find himself.

Thinking of this, Ziqian asked, "When the fairy came, was there any injuries on her body?"

The old man thought for a moment and said, "There is an injury, her body is full of blood, but she is still desperately healing for us, we carved a statue of her in the village in order to commemorate the fairy, every ......"

Ziqian was really in no mood to listen to the old man's continuation, and interrupted: "Do you know why the fairy left?"

The old man didn't know much, and after thinking about it for a long time, he thought of a clue and said, "I heard the fairy say that it seems that he went to find his husband, but as for where he went, we don't know." ”

Ziqian sighed and didn't speak, and at this time Yiqin also fell beside him.

When Yiqin saw the statue, her body trembled slightly, because if the woman on the statue was a real person, then this woman was so beautiful, and the beauty was suffocating.

Yi Qin looked at Zi Qian, and saw him frowning tightly, knowing that the person of this statue should be Chu Siqi that Zi Qian was looking for.

No wonder Chu Siqi can make Ziqian so concerned, such a beautiful woman, I'm afraid there will be no second one in this world.

"Ziqian, where are we going now?" Yi Qin pondered for a moment, but still said the crux of the problem.

Ziqian shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't know." "I finally found out about Chu Siqi's situation, but it was broken again, and he felt really ridiculous.

The divine consciousness emanated, sensing everything around him, and finally, Ziqian found that thousands of miles away, there was a small sect, so he said: "Let's go, let's see where we go!"

The figures of the two flew into the sky, turned into a streamer, and disappeared over the village.

The residents of the same village kept kowtowing and muttered, "Immortals, let's go." ”

Thousands of miles away, the sect that Ziqian discovered was a third-rate sect in the Chu State, which was much smaller than the Dragon Soul Sect he had met at the beginning. The person who cultivates the highest here is only around the Jindan stage, and as for the strong people above the Yuan Infant stage, there is not one. There are also an astonishing number of disciples in the door, only less than a thousand.

This sect has a strange name, for Sanhuamen.

Just listen to the fame, it must be a woman's sect, but in fact, this is not the case, there are only a few women in the door.

Sanhuamen was not originally called this name, it is said that five years ago there was a beautiful fairy woman here, the woman came a few days ago, the owner of the door in order to please the woman, he changed the sect to the current name, the rest of the reasons, no one knows, but the discerning people still guessed some clues.

This time, the master of the Sanhua Gate was dealing with the things inside the door in the main hall, and his face was full of hesitation.

The master of Sanhuamen is quite old, only twenty-five years old, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, a face like a crown of jade, a very handsome appearance, and a kind of scholarly spirit between his hands. He walked out of the main hall in a few steps, performed a retreat technique, and flew towards a remote mountain peak, and in less than a moment he came to the peak, and immediately made a transmission note.

A moment later, the formation opened, and Xu Qiang, the master of the Sanhua Gate, walked in.

It is a small valley full of colorful flowers, which exude a rich fragrance.

In the middle of the valley, there was a wooden house, and an unusually beautiful voice came from the house, "Husband, what is the matter with you coming to me?"

This voice is like a natural sound, extremely moving, if Ziqian is here, he must know who the owner of the voice is.

It was Chu Siqi, the lover he had been looking for for a long time. (To be continued.) )

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