After the man was gone, life was quiet. In the eyes of Longqiu Tangxi, he is doing the same thing day after day, making his enemy of loneliness.

He would sit by the beach from time to time, looking at the sky, seemingly in a daze, but Longqiu Tangxi knew that he was thinking about when someone would come to him to fight?

From time to time, I will stand on my fingers and look east, perhaps thinking, what is the world like now, why haven't the gatekeepers come yet?

As the days went by, I would occasionally lie on the bare bed for three or five days, not speaking or moving, just staring at the roof, staring intently.

After the Emperor of Heaven left, for twenty consecutive years, no outsiders set foot on this mountain of the Two Realms. During these 20 years, he expanded his arable land several times, but he never succeeded in making wine.

The hut under the begonia tree has been transformed into a bamboo building, and wind chimes made of shells are hung at each end of the terrace on the second floor.

He made a table on the first floor, and he had already fired out a pottery pot and bowl, and he even made a pottery doll, which was pinched according to the appearance of Longqiu Tangxi, but unfortunately after it was burned, his face was full of wrinkles.

There are four rooms on the second floor, and when he built the house, he muttered to himself, saying that this is for Xiaodouzi and this is for Jiang Yu.

The best way to fight loneliness is to be busy, but if you want to be busy, you have to be fast, so what he planned to do in a thousand years, it only took twenty years to complete.

This autumn, after harvesting the wheat, he worked until the sowing season, and finally made the first vat of wine.

In the twilight, he sat on the edge of the cliff in tattered clothes, holding a wine vat, smirking non-stop, but he didn't drink.

Later, he made wine every day, which seemed to be his only pastime. He dug a huge wine cellar under the bamboo building, and more than ten years passed, and one day he was carrying a vat of wine to the cellar, but he was stunned when he went in.

Because...... The wine cellar is full, and there is no place to go for this vat of wine. Longqiu Tangxi watched him stand in place and was stunned for two hours, until there was a rustling sound outside, which pulled his thoughts back.

With a blank face, he went to the innermost part, took out the earliest vat of wine, and replaced it with a new one. But he still didn't drink, and went out of the cellar with the jar in his arms, and it was snowing.

Now his clothes have become rags, and his beard and hair are so long that he can't even see his face clearly. He placed the wine jar on the second floor and began to burn the wine jar again, and a few days later, there were dozens of small jars full of wine under the begonia tree.

But he still didn't drink alcohol, he didn't read aloud to the sea every day, he didn't make tea, he just took out his carving knife and carved wood little by little.

It has been another ten years, and there are more than a dozen wood carvings that look exactly the same as Longqiu Tangxi, and they are equal in height. Some were lying on the balcony of the bamboo building, smiling all over their faces.

Some stood in the doorway, with straight faces. There are also those who hold their faces in their hands and smile endlessly. There are also people who sit across from the coffee table, as if they are eating together.

There is also one, sitting on the edge of a cliff with an umbrella. In fact, he didn't know that when he was doing this, there was a girl who was always with him.

Finally, he picked up the wine jar under the tree and sat down on the edge of the wooden carving of the umbrella. At this moment, a thunderclap sounded, and the spring rain came.

He knocked on the mud seal of the jar, but he didn't lift the lid for a long time. After a moment, he stretched out a hand and placed it on the leg of the wood carving beside him, and a chaotic aura slowly flowed in his hand.

Long Qiu Tangxi covered his mouth, it had been decades, and this was the first time he had used his own cultivation. So, the wood carving started from the feet, had skin and flesh, clothes had color, and slowly reached the palm of a hand.

He grabbed the hand, his arm shaking endlessly. After a while, he still withdrew his hand, and the wood carving next to him was still wood carving.

At this point, he lifted the jar and frantically poured wine into his mouth. Long Qiu Tangxi burst into tears, choked up, and said, "What are you doing!" I'm here! But he drank a whole jar of wine in one go, got up sharply, and ran as hard as he could, to the cave behind him.

In a few moments, he was in the cave. In the cave, there were screams, wailing, shouting, crying...... Longqiu Tangxi didn't dare to go in at all.

In fact, this is the loneliness of two people. A few days later, he came out. The walking dead were like the dead, starless, and staggering, as if a strong wind could blow him down.

Five miles of road, he walked for a day and a night, until the next morning, he went up to the bamboo building. He collapsed on the bed like mud, and this trip was several years.

His second hundred years, the first hundred years of Longqiu Tangxi, passed like this. One day, a violent wind struck, and the bamboo building, which had not been repaired for decades, collapsed with a bang.

At this time, he walked out of the bamboo building. He wanted to dig through the sculpture of Longqiu Tangxi, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that his fingernails were two feet long.

When he looked down again, his hair and beard hung down on the ground. Long Qiu Tangxi took a deep breath, he finally found that he couldn't do this.

In the shower that day, he sat cross-legged under the begonia tree, and three days later, the rain stopped, and the morning sun fell on the top of the mountain, and then he slowly opened his eyes, and then moved to the edge of the small pond in his palm.

Looking down, Liu Jingxuan's eyes widened, and he smiled: "Huh! O savages! Longqiu Tangxi sneered, and tears swirled.

He passed a level, and he was not defeated by loneliness and loneliness! At noon, someone put on a brand-new green shirt, tied his hair for a long time, and stretched out his hand, and there was an extra wine gourd in his hand.

He hung the wine gourd around his waist, took off his shoes, rolled up his sleeves, and began to clean up the rotten bamboo building, which only took half a year, and there was a brand new bamboo building in this place.

The wheat fields over there have long been wasteland, but fortunately there are not many trees. He spent time reclaiming the wasteland, and that day he found a few sorghum plants.

Someone was overjoyed and laughed wildly,

"Haha! Now you can make real wine. After that, in addition to cultivating the land to make wine, he would also meditate cross-legged, polish his cultivation, and began to make his own bamboo slips and carve letters into them.

He sat under the begonia tree, holding a carving knife, and paddled carefully. Longqiu Tangxi stood behind him, crying and laughing.

Because there is Longqiu Tangxi over and over again. After a long time, he put down the carving knife and muttered, "Believe me, I will go back, I will definitely go back." Don't wait! When I go back, if you get married, then I ......" Long Qiu Tangxi scolded angrily: "You are married!" I, Longqiu Tangxi, only marry Liu Jingxun! It's a pity that Liu Jingxun can't hear it.

But at this time, Longqiu Tangxi also figured out one thing. Rather than spend another two hundred years here, why don't I go back and make a way for you!"

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips tightly, and after a while, she finally spoke: "I'm leaving, you must hold on, I will make up for all the 100,000 years you lost." At this moment, Liu Jingxuan suddenly frowned,

"Who? Who's talking? He got up abruptly and walked straight towards Longqiu Tangxi. Long Qiu Tangxi frowned, but he definitely couldn't see himself.

But suddenly he stretched out his hand,

"Yes...... Is that you? Longqiu Tangxi nodded more than once, and also stretched out his hand, and the two hands were separated by 100,000 years and stuck together.

But in Liu Jingxun's eyes, his front was still empty. I don't know why, he just thinks she's there, and he's very sure she's there.

His face was full of tears, and he said hoarsely: "Wait for me, I will go back, you have to believe me." It must be me looking for you this time, it must be! "Isn't Longqiu Tangxi in tears?

"I'll wait for you, as long as I want!" Before leaving, Longqiu Tangxi gently leaned over and gently touched Liu Jingxun's lips.

"I'm gone, you can't be defeated by loneliness." As soon as the words fell, Longqiu Tangxi gritted his teeth and took a step back.

It was the same feeling of speed as when she came in, but this time it was very fast, and soon she withdrew from the scroll and returned to the bottom of the lake at the foot of the source mountain.

In the water, there is a clay sculpture beside him, smiling. Longqiu Tangxi wiped his tears, grinned at the clay sculpture, and said softly: "Qingdi, thank you!" "Unfortunately, the clay sculpture did not react.

Longqiu Tangxi smiled brightly at the clay sculpture and said softly: "I'm leaving, I'll do everything I can to get him back." As soon as the words fell, Longqiu Tangxi turned into sword light and rose from the ground, and soon found Xing Hanzao.

After landing, Longqiu Tangxi asked, "What year is it now?" "Xing Hanzao was confused by this question,

"What do you mean?" Long Qiu Tangxi smiled: "You just said what year it is?" Xing Hanzao said: "The third day of the second month of the year of Bingyin! Longqiu Tangxi nodded and said softly: "That's okay, it's only been more than a year." Xing Hanzao was puzzled and asked, "Madam, could it be that you have gone somewhere?" Longqiu Tangxi smiled and pressed Xing Hanzao's head, and said softly: "Well, I went to 100,000 years ago and saw your mountain master." It's a pity that I only saw him in the painting, he couldn't see me, I just looked at him like that for a hundred years. Xing Hanzao's eyes moistened suddenly, and he sniffled and asked, "Mountain Lord...... Is the mountain lord okay? Longqiu Tangxi shook his head,

"On a mountain, there are not even birds, he can't leave that mountain, and no one can talk." Xing Hanzao wiped his tears,

"Can he come back?" Longqiu Tangxi stretched out his hand to help Xing Hanzao wipe his tears, and said softly: "Yes!" Definitely, I'll definitely find a way to get him back! Xing Hanzao nodded,

"That's good, let's figure it out together." As he spoke, Xing Hanzao suddenly raised his head and pursed his mouth again.

"However, Xiaodouzi went to a place, Gui Jianxian said that it was the place where the mountain lord was seriously injured back then, and she wanted to pass through that place, go to the cave that Meng Xiu opened back then, and go to the half of the heavenly court. It's been more than a year, and there is no noise at all, what should I do? Gui Jianxian asked me to wait for you here, and when you wake up, let's go to Shengshenzhou to figure out a way together. Long Qiu Tangxi frowned, but said again: "It's okay, I'll bring her back." ”