'Daughter, I've been waiting for you to grow up...'

Gong Yu's gaze lingered for a long time in the first sentence, and she didn't continue to look down until the snow piled up a shallow layer on her shoulders.

'It is not easy for immortals to conceive, there are often rare children in a hundred years, so it is our luck to be able to give birth to you, I have thought to protect you to grow up, so that you can live a carefree life, but then I understand that it is an extravagant hope, the seeds of calamity are entwined when we leave the real kingdom, like the gangrene of the appendages, and we cannot get rid of it in our lifetime. ’

True ...... It's the real country again...

When Gong Yu saw this, she was sure that this was not anyone's prank, but her mother's handwriting, but when did she write it? How could it be buried in this foreign land? As for the calamity......

Does the arrival of the King of Grey have anything to do with this?

Before reading the letter, Gong Yu had already anticipated many possibilities, but when the text really hit her pupil, her heart kept drumming, and she tried her best to calm down and continue to look down.

'When you were a child, you were so arrogant and willful, and I often worried about whether you would be able to shoulder the mission in the future, my worries were unnecessary, and of course, this may also be thanks to your master. ’

Master......

It turns out that my mother already knew? Yes, how can I hide my father and mother from the god realm when he is only seven years old?

Those seven days of teaching should have been washed away by the years, but with the day of the broken wall, it was forever fixed in her memory, and to this day, she still misses Master from time to time when she has attained the great perfection of the human and divine realm.

It's a pity that the master has long passed away, and now the young man who is suspected to be his reincarnation knows nothing.

'Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, now you still need to grow, you can't know all the secrets, but my mother is still very grateful to you, if there is no door to the other world, all efforts will be in vain, you have completed your mother's unfinished business, my mother is very happy...

Reading this, Gong Yu was finally convinced that her mother was still alive and had been watching her growth. Joy and loss, impulsiveness and confusion...... Infinite emotions came over her in an instant, and she almost burst into tears, and she looked around, her eyes frantically searching for something, but all around her was the sound of the wind blowing through the pine forest.

'You must think I'm alive, don't you?' But I'm sorry to disappoint my daughter again, my mother is dead, she died soon after the king of the blue broke the city, I am now in a strange state, you don't need to deliberately look for it, just keep moving forward, like flowing water, one day, we will meet in the sea. ’

It stands to reason that I shouldn't have written a letter, I shouldn't have exposed any traces of existence, but maybe I missed you, or maybe I was worried about you, so I wrote it. ’

'You're dangerous right now......'

The concise words came to his face, cold as a sharp edge.

'After the rainstorm in the dead city, you should know that there is never more than one gate leading to this place, and many years ago, many fallen gods fled here, and their appearance is recorded in many scriptures, including dragons, they lie dormant in the mountains and forests, licking their wounds, waiting for an opportunity to move, and as for the rise of the Terran cultivators, they do not care. ’

The gods are still so arrogant. ’

But rest assured, they are also weak, and the reason for their weakness is more ridiculous than you think—they are not adapted to the mountains and rivers, and when they come to this world, many of them are no longer gods, but only fierce and violent beasts, and there is nothing to fear. Your real enemies are people. ’

'Someone is coming. ’

Someone has come into the world. ’

'Watch out for them. ’

The letter ended there.

Gong Yumu stood for a long time, and the hand holding the letter paper finally hung down gently.

She looked up.

In the snowy winter, the scaly pine bark shows a deep red color, the needles covered above are still green, through the dense branches and leaves, you can see the scattered falling snow, followed by the bright sparks passing through the sky, the snow is like white foam splashed between the Milky Way.

Gong Yu stood in the empty pine forest, and Chang'an City was far beyond the pine forest.

The letter and ink in her hand were new, without the slightest trace of time, as if it were just a joke.

After reading the letter, she chose to burn it, the flames licking through the paper and being blown into the pile of fallen leaves by the wind, leaving no trace.

Gong Yu walked towards the outside of the forest.

There is never more than one gate to this place...... Someone's coming......

For people, the palace language in the past has always been disdainful, she has fought all over the sacred mountain without encountering opponents, and now those famous sect masters and goddesses of the sword, who was not her subordinate defeated back then? Many fairies who once regarded failure as a shame even changed their minds in the long years that followed, turning the defeat of the year into bragging capital.

There are also differences in the realm of people and gods, but even if you look at the great perfection of the realm of people and gods throughout the ages, she can also be called a person at the pinnacle.

In her hometown, except for the resurrected dragon corpse and the evil god, almost no one can hurt her.

But it's different here.

The sky here is too low for people to be suppressed under such a sky and not be able to climb too high a mountain.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing, who were only fourteen years old at the time, were already invincible in the world here with the strength of the Xuanzi Realm, and she was only able to show the power of a half-step immortal in this world, she could forcibly break through to a higher place, but that meant that she was the enemy of the sky, even if she was as strong as her, she could not resist the will of the world.

Here, she can be killed.

"Mother, thank you."

The snow fell on the deserted ancient road, Gong Yu stopped, the back of her boots was flooded by snow, for a moment, her snow-like figure was blown away by the wind, an hour later, a white fur Gong Yu returned to the door, she was like a gust of wind, even the keen yellow-haired old dog at the door did not notice her arrival.

She has also lived in this world for many years, and has killed a lot of monsters that have caused chaos among the people, and she only knows today that these things are not beasts that have been polluted and mutated by true qi, they themselves are old gods who have escaped from the other world, and the way of heaven has never favored one over the other, and has also pressed them under the immortal realm, and she is not afraid of anything to catch and kill in the same realm.

"I won't wait for you to kill me, and before that, I'll kill you all."

The lights of the gate are faintly lit.

Gong Yu pushed out the ancient sword she was wearing half a foot, and she spoke to the mirror-like sword body as if swearing.

Then, the master of the Dao Gate began to introspect.

Over the years, she has been invincible for too long, comfortable for too long, and she has indeed been a little slack, and the danger has crept around her, but she only knew about it through her mother's letters...... has lived for more than 300 years, but he still wants his mother to worry about himself, which is really unfilial.

Gong Yu took out the ring ruler.

"Is the Sect Master back?"

Outside the door, a low voice sounded.

"Well, there's something important to report later, and the sect master seems, um... is still punishing the disciples. Another voice.

The two maids stood outside the door, waiting quietly.

On the peaks of the shattered Demon Tower, the starry sky gradually dimmed.

Snow fell in the sky again.

Seeing the god realm is also known as the fairy realm, if you want to enter the god realm, you must pull the soul into the body.

The whole sky is a cemetery, from ancient times to the present, the remnants of countless immortals and gods are hanging on it, densely packed, these long empty gods and souls are like armor one after another, cultivators use people to pull it out of the sky, refining it into the body, which is equivalent to putting on a layer of solid gold armor for themselves. This was the case with the Golden Armor Divine General summoned by Yun Zhenren at the beginning.

Only by reaching the peak of the Yuan Chi Realm can a cultivator have the ability to reach the sky with his divine sense.

The golden body that Chu Yingchan pulled out tonight was not humanoid, but a golden python with four fins, the sea dragon was shaped like a giant python, and it was as big as a mountain when it twisted its body, but after it approached Chu Yingchan, the giant body continued to condense, turning into the size of a water snake, and disappeared after a few turns around its sleeves.

The process of refining the Golden Soul was supposed to be dangerous, but Chu Yingchan had already broken through the realm once, so tonight was almost a matter of course.

The golden light around the fairy in the white dress drifted away like a firefly, and the brilliance gradually faded out, she slowly lowered her fingers holding her eyebrows, and her body stood up.

After a moment, the fairy looked back.

The cold wind blew the snow into Chu Yingchan's skirt, and she stood on the top of the mountain, hanging low like a cool moon.

Xiao He looked at it at a glance, and was also intimidated by this dust immortal intent, and he was out of his mind for a long time.

"Sister Chu broke through the realm so quickly?" Xiao He said slightly confused.

"During the day, didn't Xiao He think my realm was too low, and my sister was ashamed, so she had to break through the realm overnight."

The wind between Chu Yingchan's clothes gradually subsided, and she returned to grace, she lowered her head slightly, and asked, "Is Xiao He still satisfied with the current realm?" ”

Xiao He thought to himself that this is over, how will he fight with her in the future, is her husband really going to be arrested by her as an apprentice...

"Why doesn't Xiao He look so happy?"

Chu Yingchan asked, "Could it be that my sister is disturbing you?" ”

"No, nothing!" Xiao He denied it again and again.

Chu Yingchan looked at Lin Shouxi intentionally or unintentionally, and Lin Shouxi hurriedly said:

"Congratulations to Master for having his heart knotted and returning to the immortals."

Chu Yingchan nodded and said, "Thanks to the apprentice, without your help, this breakthrough may have been delayed for several months." ”

Xiao He looked at Lin Shouxi suspiciously.

"Disciples don't dare to be greedy." Lin Shouxi immediately expressed his attitude.

Soon, Chu Miao and Mu Shijing also came, Chu Miao surrounded her daughter with concern, asked left and right, Chu Yingchan smiled helplessly, and told her mother that she was safe and sound.

In the face of everyone's congratulations, Chu Yingchan gladly accepted, but she didn't have any waves in her heart about breaking the realm, the twenty-year-old fairy realm is definitely not a pitch, but compared with the real peerless genius, it is not very outstanding, not to mention, before breaking the realm, she was bullied by her apprentices, and that slap killed her sharp spirit these days, and she is still very shy when she thinks about it at this moment.

Chu Yingchan looked at Lin Shouxi's respectful and respectful appearance in front of outsiders, and felt a little helpless and angry in her heart. He is already an immortal, and he must not spoil him again in the future...... She thought.

In order to celebrate Chu Yingchan's breakthrough, everyone warmed the wine overnight and drank for a while, but they had to set off tomorrow, so everyone just tasted it.

When the banquet was about to end, Mu Shijing didn't know what to think, and asked Lin Shouxi to write a poem to give to Xiao He, Xiao He listened to it and felt that Sister Mu was very reasonable, and the reason was very simple, he had written a marriage book for him, and he had never written anything for her.

Lin Shouxi was about to shirk it, but Mu Shijing, who was wearing a black dress, was surprised: "Lin Gongzi is a famous talent in our hometown, he has written many famous sentences for the landscape stone bridge, but he has never given Xiao He a love poem?" It's amazing..."

"Really?" Xiao He looked at Lin Shouxi suspiciously.

"How many of your sister's words are true? Don't listen to her nonsense. "Lin Shouxi.

Although Mu Shijing has been defeated many times before, there is no master here, and her failure almost does not have to pay a price, so this girl in a black dress also has a sense of frustration and bravery.

Under the instigation of Mu Shijing, Xiao He became more willful: "Whether it's true or not, you have to write a poem for me." ”

Chu Yingchan listened to it and found it interesting, she sat quietly on the side with a wine glass, smiling and looking at him.

Forced to helplessly, Lin Shouxi had to speak, although he had no talent for writing poetry, but there were countless treasures in the past world, and he picked up a few good sentences at random, which should be enough to move Xiao He very much.

Lin Shouxi gave Mu Shijing a look, signaling her not to pierce it later, the corners of Mu Shijing's mouth were raised, and he nodded with a smile.

She originally wanted to drag Lin Shouxi into the water, in order to conspire with him to copy poems after killing Ji Luoyang, but she saw Lin Shouxi sitting in danger, brewing emotions, she was guessing which one Lin Shouxi would copy, but soon, her smile froze on her face.

"Ask the world, what is love, and the direct religion promises life and death..."

Lin Shouxi thought that this famous sentence was smashed out, and Xiao He should be infinitely moved, but who knew that Xiao He seemed to be overmoved, and his expression was as sluggish as if he had been shocked.

Lin Shouxi was about to continue reading, but saw Xiao He raise his palm and stopped it.

"What's wrong? Is Xiao He not satisfied? Lin Shouxi asked suspiciously.

Then, something happened that shocked Lin Shouxi, only to see Xiao He clear his throat, and actually took the initiative to recite it along the back text: "The sky and the south and the north are double flyers, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times..."

Lin Shouxi listened, stunned, at a loss, and when Xiao He read who the shadow was going to, he finally couldn't help it, and asked, "This is what Xiao He saw with the spiritual root?" ”

Xiao He couldn't bear it anymore, she saw that Lin Shouxi was still pretending to be stupid, so she grabbed his ear angrily, "Linggen, you are big!" This is the love poem you wrote to Sister Mu back then, right? Sister Mu has already recited it to me, and now you give it to me word for word? You... What do you think of me? ”

Xiao He was annoyed and aggrieved, her eyes were full of tears, she never thought that Lin Shouxi would do such a thing.

Lin Shouxi looked at Mu Shijing in surprise, Mu Shijing didn't expect things to develop in this direction, she was also ashamed, silently drank a glass of wine, pretended to be drunk, and left Lin Shouxi to bear the wind and waves.

Tonight, Lin Shouxi tried his best to explain in every possible way, but it was difficult to lie after all, and he was finally shut out by Xiao He and reflected on it.

Lin Shouxi sighed and paced in the snowy night, waiting for Xiao He to dissipate.

In the midst of the wind and snow, he raised his head blankly, and saw Chu Yingchan standing with an umbrella in the snow, looking at him with a smile, she was still plain and white.

It was covered with a dark blue coat, and at first he thought it was a hallucination, until the fairy of the same color as the wind and snow came up to him and covered the umbrella over his head.

"Master..."Lin Shouxi said softly.

"So majestic in front of the master, so weak in front of his fiancée?" Chu Yingchan took off the snow from his hair and smiled softly.

"I was the one who took the blame first."

Lin Shouxi was helpless, he felt that this kind of thing would only happen to him if he looked at the world.

"What's the point?"

Chu Yingchan untied the dark cyan and draped it on his body, tying it up for him, "Ask what the love in the world is, and teach life and death to make a promise... It doesn't matter if Xiao He doesn't like it, as a teacher, he likes it very much. ”

Lin Shouxi raised his head, the fairy's eyes were like the starry sky on a snowy night, beautiful, not waiting for him to do anything, Chu Yingchan had already turned around with an umbrella and walked back to the depths of the snowy night.

It wasn't long before the door behind him opened.

"Who just came?"

"Master"

The red-eyed girl reached out and grabbed him back into the house.

Lin Shouxi spent another sleepless night.

In the early morning, the snow began to fall.

Today, they finally descended the mountain, left the Demon Evil Tower, and returned to the sacred mountain.

In the far north, snow-capped mountains stretch.

The snow here is far bigger than the Demon Tower, and it rises like a straw mat, dyeing the mountains with a thick feeling.

And in this deserted snow, you can faintly see a silver-white palace standing tall, looking at it from a distance, this palace is towering, as big as a god's house, it is hard to imagine how ghostly it is excavated.

Only when you get closer, you will find that this snow-covered palace is not a palace at all, but a dragon skeleton deeply rooted in the snow.

The dragon remains are close to a towering giant tree with no branches and no leaves, and if the dragon remains are a temple, then this giant tree is like a tree planted behind the temple.

In the white snowstorm, a small moving dot could be faintly seen, it was none other than a three-flowered cat. The three-flowered cat walked in the snow with a piece of meat in its mouth and a scarred body.

It walked up to the bones, leaped upwards along the dragon's falling wings, and finally jumped up the rib cage to the heart, and only after lying on the heart did it begin to nibble on the bloody flesh of its mouth.

Sanhua Cat has been here for months.

It had tried to climb the tree behind it, but the tree seemed to have no end, and it couldn't reach the top at all, and it wanted to ride the skeleton away, but found that with its own strength, it could barely control this body.

The matter of being eaten by the consciousness of the king of the blue is still in front of him, and the cautious three-flowered cat does not dare to take the risk.

So it began to forage in the snowy mountains.

Soon it found that the snow-capped mountain was far from the silence it imagined, and on this mountain, countless huge rotting corpses were frozen, all of which had been pierced by stone spears, and had been dead here for an unknown number of thousands of years, and there was no cave under the quiet mountain.

It found a lot of warm caves under the snow peaks, these caves are inhabited by countless strange beasts, because they have not seen the light for a long time, most of the strange beasts have degenerated their eyes, but their perception is very keen, like the Holy Son, it just squeezed into the cracks of the cave, and they attacked it in groups, and almost died.

The first experience of escaping death did not discourage it, but made it unexpectedly awaken its true spiritual vein; Embarked on the road of cultivation

A cat's path to cultivation.

In fact, it was originally a holy relic created by the Scales Sect, and it had an innate talent for cultivation, but it was obsessed with creation in the past and abandoned its cultivation, and it only hoped that it would not be too late to regain it now.

Sharpening its body and sharpening its claws, it began to fight the monsters in the caverns, cutting through their flesh and blood for food.

The deeper the cavern, the stronger the monster becomes, and it imagines a terrible demon king at the bottom of the cavern, and when it is strong enough, it will challenge and kill it.

Although it was only a conjecture, its belief became stronger and stronger, because it could clearly feel that it was slowly getting stronger.

The three-flowered cat lies on the heart of the king of the blue and devours the flesh and blood along with the Neidan, it raises its head and looks at the mountains, its beautiful hair fluttering in the wind, its life is very full, but it will inevitably feel lonely.

"I miss you so much."

The three-flowered cat meowed, it missed the villagers of the Three Realms Village, missed Lin Shouxi, and missed the arms of the Holy Son, but everything it missed was now far away from the sky, and all it had to face was the cold wind and snow and the tomorrow that did not know life and death.

But it is not afraid, because it is the owner of this skeleton, and the destruction of the world is already in it, just waiting for it to have the power to awaken it.

After the three-flowered cat was full, it burrowed into the heart.

The pupils of the King of Grey were lit up like lanterns, and the dragon head of the skeleton hung down like a staircase, staring at the earth.

It will gaze like this, and keep staring, until it becomes the true king of the blue.

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