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Half a month, for Bi Yu, is just a mountain wind when the wind blows up the hair, after the mountain wind is silent, the hair falls, just for a moment.

Time is gone, and it comes back, and that kind of déjà vu illusion makes him walk in the long river of these years, and he has become accustomed to that kind of loneliness, and loneliness as a companion.

The age of eighteen years old should be the age of vigor and blood, but Bi Yu is different, these should be possessed, not that they are not possessed, but they have been deeply buried by him.

Cultivating, becoming stronger, this seems to have become the whole of his life, not the previous life, but all the future.

Perhaps only in the occasional chatting with Ye Fang, eating a few good dishes she made, and listening to her endless chatter, Bi Yu will experience the long-lost vitality, loneliness and distance, and a trace of warmth.

The daily self-cultivation is too boring, sometimes he can't stand it, he wants to give up, he wants to enjoy it, and live the days when he was the second ancestor of the demon sect who was drunk.

With his current status and current strength, he wants to get back to his previous life, which is very simple, easy, and can be described as readily available.

But he can't get it back, he's not a coward, but he's afraid.

His parents' blood revenge has not been avenged, he is afraid, afraid that the little hope that finally has a chance to take revenge will be buried by himself himself, buried in his laziness, and buried in his so-called youth.

"Senior brother, I've been out a few times, and I heard that many senior sisters and sisters in the pavilion are talking about you, so you haven't thought about it."

Once, Ye Fang asked him with a hint of timidity, a hint of expectation, and nervousness.

Bi Yu's heart, which has always been calm all day long, seems to be touched by this moment, and there are ripples.

He looked at Ye Fang at that time, and saw the tension and expectation in the other party's clear eyes, which could not be concealed.

This look was complicated, but Bi Yu knew that he had chosen to be silent, and he was silent and showed a smile, which represented avoidance.

"Maybe one day, the Demon Sect will be destroyed, Xiao Tianchen will die, and my shackles will be untied to what kind of life I want to live, as I choose, there will be no more ties, no more heavy hatred. ”

At that time, he smiled silently, and said so in his heart, remembering another person, a woman, a pathetic person who had suffered something like him.

He is also a fallen man at the end of the world, but he is the enemy of the woman.

"It's been a long time since I've seen her, have you given up?"

Take a sip of plum blossom wine, the taste buds are fermented with the aroma of wine, and the richness of plum blossoms overflows the throat.

Bi Yu glanced at the sky, at this time, it was in the middle of the corner, the sun was warm, he stepped out of the courtyard, Ye Fang saw a low question from a distance, and saw that he didn't respond, so he couldn't help but pouted and laughed again.

Yunyin Peak, this is the forbidden land of the inner mountain.

The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name.

This immortal of Cloud Hidden Peak is also Bai Qingchuan, the master of Nebula Pavilion.

This peak is famous because of it, and it is also classified as a forbidden place in the inner mountain, if there is no summons, no one dares to enter, and no one can enter, not even Bai Aya'er.

When Bi Yu came to the foot of this peak, a beautiful woman's shadow was already waiting on the mountain path covered by verdant trees at the foot of the mountain.

"Senior Sister"

Bi Yu's expression was flat, Bai Aya'er was waiting for him here, and he didn't surprise him, he stopped to look at this woman, his eyes were as clear as usual.

Bai Aya'er smiled lightly, nodded, then looked at the mountain road behind her, and whispered, "Come with me." ”

The mountain road is winding, and the clouds are deep and I don't know where to go.

Duojia wood spirit birds, the sound of chirping one after another, there is still charm, like the rhythm of music, beautiful.

This peak is obviously not high, but it seems that there is no end to the mountain road between climbing, and the peak is hidden behind the clouds, which really seems to be the meaning of the clouds.

Such a strange scene, Bai Aya'er didn't seem to be aware of it, walking step by step, quietly, calmly, calmly.

Although Bi Yu had doubts, he also faintly understood, and gradually calmed down, not asking, not thinking, not confused.

As soon as the heart is quiet, it seems that things have changed, and the laws of the surrounding scenery seem to be quietly tampered with imperceptibly, and the peaks that are hidden by the clouds and mist are gradually revealing clear outlines.

If he is in a state of self-forgetfulness, Bi Yu may catch some clues of this change, but he does not try, his heart always remains calm, step by step, no more, no less, no hurry.

This seems to contain some truth, such as walking to the poor place of water to sit and watch the clouds rise, such as watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and wandering with the clouds outside the sky.

The scene in front of me changed suddenly, as if the heavens and the earth were moving, the void was flipping, the mountain road was no more, and the peaks were gone.

The foot is still on the ground, but it is no longer on the steps of the mountain road, Bi Yu was slightly stunned, looked around, and suddenly understood.

It's not that the mountain road has disappeared, it's not that the peak has disappeared, but that he is already on the top of this Yunyin Peak.

There is no imaginary house and temple, and there is no hermit's favorite cottage.

On the top of this mountain, there is a natural scenery, with trees growing at will, there are spiritual flowers and weeds, there are crooked neck ancient trees and ancient pines.

On a huge piece of blue rock near the cliff at the very front, there sat a person, wearing a white shirt, a blue scarf to tie his hair, and a long flute pinned to his waist.

Just looking at this person's back, Bi Yu had the illusion that he couldn't see the sky, couldn't see the earth, and only this person's figure replaced the heaven and earth.

"Bai Qingchuan!"

Bi Yu was slightly shocked in his heart, and there was a silence, this was the legendary character, the person he had seen last in Wuliang Mountain.

Compared with the appearance of the other party stepping on the green finch and breaking through the air in a chic and uninhibited manner, the current image of the other party sitting on the lonely peak gives people a more spiritual impact and strong pressure.

Obviously, the other party has no momentum on his body, just like an ordinary mortal, but it is this simple back, which seems to have turned into heaven and earth, taller than the mountain peak, and will be at the top.

There is no need to reveal anything, and it has reached a state of returning to the basics.

There is no need for any momentum, any performance of strength, and the bearing of a generation of grandmasters has been integrated into every action of Chang Ri.

"Father. ”

On the side, Bai Aya'er called softly, bowed to the figure sitting on the boulder, and her bright eyes were filled with extreme respect and admiration.

Bi Yu woke up and immediately bowed down: "Disciple Bi Yu, meet the Pavilion Master!"

The strong are respected, and the warriors do not respect heaven and earth, but only respect the sages.

Not to mention that a character like Bai Qingchuan, although he has killed monstrous people in his life, he has no bad deeds, and on the way to cultivating qi, which person achieves a strong person is not killed all the way.

Such a character deserves his solemn worship.