"Xinzhuo?"

Seeing that Xin Zhuo didn't respond for a long time, Gongsun Li shouted quietly.

Xin Zhuo finally came back to his senses, raised his head, with an expression on his face that no one could understand, and asked Gongsun Li: "May I ask Ji Jiuwei and Cicada Yi, are you still in your sect?"

Gongsun Li hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "The Xuantian Sword Sect has never had these two people you said."

Xin Zhuo didn't refute, but with a little tiredness on his face, he looked at the young man named Zhang Jiuying from Lingyun Sect: "There are bear's paws and yam in your sect, right?"

Zhang Jiuying was surprised: "I don't know, Lingyun Sect seems to be ...... There are no such two! ”

Xin Zhuo's face became even more tired, and he looked at Chen Changsheng without giving up: "Jiang Nuying, do you have your sect?"

Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "Never!"

Xin Zhuo took a deep breath, looked directly at Xuanyuan Qingqing, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Su Miaojin, the Nine Desolation Holy Body, the first-class divine body, you must know!"

"Nope! The Sea of Clouds has never had the person you are talking about. ”

Xuanyuan Qingqing replied resolutely.

Xin Zhuo's face was a little pale, and he suddenly jumped up and rushed straight to the west of the city.

"Xinzhuo!" Gongsun Li said coldly: "The four major sects are invited, you should cherish the opportunity and choose quickly!"

Chen Changsheng also looked at Xin Zhuo's back and shouted, "If you choose a sect, you will be a disciple of the Eighteen Sects and Nine Sects in the future!"

Xuanyuan Qingqing and Zhang Jiuying's faces were anxious, and they even had a posture of catching up.

"He uses a sword, so he chooses the Xuantian Sword Sect, and I will go with him."

Zhao Yizhu, who was dressed in white and fluttering like snow, suddenly spoke.

The four of Gongsun Li subconsciously looked at her, and Xuanyuan Qingqing asked, "Who are you?"

"His ...... Wife. ”

Zhao Yizhu jumped up and went straight to Xin Zhuo to chase after him.

In mid-air, Chen Changsheng, Xuanyuan Qingqing, and Zhang Jiuying glanced at each other, shook their heads, and turned to leave.

However, Gongsun Li's eyes flickered, and he also chased in the direction that Xin Zhuo left.

The tens of thousands of warriors below who were controlled by Xin Zhuo dispersed with a bang.

"I don't understand, what does this mean?" Duan Dapeng looked at Shangguan Fan Qing and the others blankly.

Shangguan Fan Qing's eyes widened: "I want to understand, I'm a pig!"

"Origin and fall, fate and ......"

Master Zhiming clasped his palms together, "A person like Brother Jiang Xian, who is talented and talented, is crazy to be robbed by the four major sects, and it is only natural that he will be robbed!" ”

"Wonderful!" The drunkard Li Wumian jumped up, "Damn, Senior Brother Jiang and Elder Taishang have become disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect, our path has developed to the Xuantian Sword Sect, and the business will not be able to fly in the future?" ”

Duan Dapeng also shook his head and grabbed Yin Qiu and a few people: "Brother Yin, Miss Li, our business has to continue, right?"

"Of course!"

……

"Boom ......"

The rain of midsummer, as soon as it is said, is still a clear sky, and in an instant the rain pours.

Xin Zhuo walked on the official road, soaking wet, his expression was still in a daze, he had been flying for a while, and he had been walking for nineteen days.

Xiao Huang was holding his tail behind him, and his body was wet, and his dog eyes were full of worry.

In the distance, Zhao Yizhu and Gongsun Li walked side by side, exerting the qi of extreme yin, and the rain did not wet their clothes at all.

"Where is he going?" Zhao Yizhu asked softly, "Do you know?" ”

Gongsun Li frowned slightly, looking at the green mountains and mountains in the distance ahead: "It must be Changshou Village!"

"Longevity Village ......"

Lord Zhao Yi pondered for a moment and looked at her: "You really don't know the person he said?"

Gongsun Li also seemed to have some doubts about this matter: "I don't have an impression, maybe I have been...... Right? But I can't remember inexplicably, since you are his wife, I won't hide it from you, according to the legend of the sect from the Middle Ages, the eighteen sects belonged to the Great Luo Sect back then!

A month ago, there was a line of words on the throne of the sect, which roughly means that the Great Luo Ling searched for disciples, and it was Xin Zhuo, the alchemist of Kunxu City, who was the first.

It looks like it was left a long time ago!

The only person in this Kunxu City who has been alchemy weird recently is Jiang Yuqing, it is said that this person's original name is Xin Zhuo, you should know it! ”

Zhao Yizhu was silent, his waist-length hair swayed in the wind, his figure was graceful, and his face was beautiful.

Gongsun Li's eyes showed a hint of amazement, and asked, "You...... Is it really his wife? ”

This Xin Zhuo is a person from Changshou Village, not only is he not a living dead, but he also has such a beautiful wife, and he is ordered by the ancient Daluo, and the various sects are vying for income?

Who the hell is he?

Zhao Yizhu didn't answer, as if he was thinking about something.

Xin Zhuo in front of him suddenly quickened his pace.

The two had no choice but to speed up their pace.

Three days later, I rushed to the peach blossom forest outside Changshou Village.

The peach blossoms are still the same, blooming in all seasons, but the formation is gone.

At the end of the peach blossom forest is a quaint and dilapidated village, the houses have cracked, and the cracks are covered with grass, as if no one has lived in it for a long time.

Looming through the cracks, a white skeleton sat in the room.

This is true from the east end of the village to the temple of longevity.

Xin Zhuo walked slowly, looking in all directions, until he stopped in front of a courtyard.

The gate of the courtyard is wide open, and on the wall of the main house in the courtyard,

"My father and mother are dead, and I went out to practice martial arts!"

"Village chief, don't persuade me, I won't come back in the future!"

The two lines are still there, but they are just a few points away.

There is no one in the courtyard, overgrown with withered grass, in the main house, there is a big tripod, Shennong congenital tripod, there are small dry bones on the side of the tripod, like a three- or four-year-old child.

Xin Zhuo stood by the ding, frozen.

Xiao Huang lay at his feet, also in a daze.

Zhao Yizhu and Gongsun Li stood on the wall outside the courtyard, silently watching.

A full day and a night.

Xin Zhuo's figure like a dead tree suddenly moved, bent down, picked up the small dry bone, walked out of the door, looked at the gloomy sky, reached the roof of the house a little under his feet, sat down cross-legged, and put the dry bone on his knees.

Xiao Huang came around from nowhere, climbed to the roof, and lay behind him.

A person, a dog, and a dry bone silently looked at the sky in a daze.

Until dusk, the sky cleared, and the setting sun sprinkled all over the courtyard, stretching the shadow of a man, a dog and a dry bone for a long time.

Lord Zhao Yi finally couldn't help but float behind him, and asked softly, "Are you very sad?"

"I can't tell!"

After waiting for a long time, Xin Zhuo hoarsely voiced, unable to hear the joy in his tone, "I just can't think of what my experience over the years, my identity, and the past I am proud of?"

My memory is fake, the closest people around me are a group of inexplicable people, do you understand this feeling?

I don't know who is real and who is fake.

I'm not even sure now, are those people in Fulong Mountain real or fake? Funny, you say, isn't it funny?

The key is that there is no trace in the middle, if there are some special changes in the middle, or if they suddenly change their identity with the advent of the prosperous age of martial arts, I can still accept it somewhat!

This is inexplicable, Jiang Yugui came back from the dead, the martial realm is monstrous, Jiang Yugui is like this, how can others be mediocre?

It was so sudden, I couldn't understand it, I even ......"

Maybe Zhao Yizhu couldn't understand, but his heart was a little confused, he wanted to talk about it and talk about it.

After all these years, I just accompanied a group of people and played an inexplicable game.

Everyone is acting, but I am the only one who lives very seriously and seriously, and I am awesome and coaxing everywhere!

This sudden event almost destroyed all his interest, and everything became boring.

He has been planning that in the future, the martial arts realm will advance by leaps and bounds, and bring his family to one place, whether it is immortality or seclusion, it is a kind of life.

But who is his family?

Still have family?

Jiang Yugui came back from the dead, and the martial realm was transcendent!

Those few of his personal concubines turned out to be mysterious.

Even if Su Miaojin, who has always been hidden in his heart, doesn't exist anymore?

It turns out that from beginning to end, I, Xin Zhuo, was just a person, playing a strange game with a group of people!

Now that the game is over, I wake up from my dream and suddenly find that there is nothing left except for the realm that still exists in this body.

He looked at Zhao Yizhu: "Can you tell me, what is the mirror flower and the moon, and what is the mortal dust?" To be honest, I don't quite understand this kind of operation! ”

Lord Zhao Yi looked at him quietly and said, "The Mirror Flower Water Moon is a kind of anti-heaven supernatural power trial mirror of that family, and it will invite other families to join the house slaves. Entering the mortal world is the martial artist of the realm after the five decays of heaven and man, entering the mortal world, forgetting the original identity, experiencing the hardships of life, wealth and fame, tempering the state of mind, and absorbing the dragon vein luck of this side of the world!

The end of the mirror flower and water moon represents the arrival and opening of the next martial arts era, and these participants return to the place where they came from and directly enter the higher realm, but ......"

She paused: "It seems that because of your entry, it disrupted the mirror, causing these people not to go out according to the original plan, stuck here, but they also lost their own memories, fell into a strange environment, and instinctively went to live."

But there is always an end to the moon, it ended a month ago, and those people should naturally go back, so it will seem very sudden, you ...... Got it? ”

Xin Zhuo sighed: "I don't seem to understand it, they don't understand, they ...... Can you really fool everyone? ”

Even Mochizuki Wells didn't find anything abnormal?

Zhao Yizhu said: "When they enter the mirror, they are really people from this side of the world, the mirror is broken, they are themselves, they don't know who they are, the original realm is all gone, how can others see it?"

Actually, I don't understand why you would get into it, blend into their trials, and mess up their affairs, this is absolutely impossible, even if the Holy Emperor comes, it can't be done! ”

Perhaps, because I am not from this world......

Xin Zhuo looked at the sky silently, as if the sunset had become distorted, unwilling, struggling and helpless.

After a long time, he hissed and asked, "You say, how far am I from them?" I'm talking about...... You can reason with them on an equal footing! ”

Zhao Yizhu thought about it, hesitated a little, and finally said: "I'm afraid that it will be difficult in this life, there are some things, there are some things when you are born, no, if you live ten thousand times, it is extremely difficult to catch up!"

Xin Zhuo stopped talking, hugged the small dry bones, jumped off the roof, put the dry bones aside, went to the backyard to cut down a few jujube trees, made a simple coffin, and dug a hole in the corner of the wall with the Qingguang glass sword he took from Gongsun Li.

Then the bones were put in a coffin and buried.

Finally, I picked up a piece of wood and pondered to engrave an epitaph, but after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't know what to write.

"Who is this kid?" Zhao Yizhu asked.

Xin Zhuo chuckled: "Like me, he is an inexplicable entrant who shouldn't exist, his name is Jiang Zichong, he is not as lucky as me......"

After a pause, he said with a wry smile: "I've actually been thinking about it, this kid will cultivate it well, and in the future, he will be talented and evil, and he will kill all directions at a young age......

As a result, the boy died here, and I suspect that he was starved to death, and until he died, he could not understand the meaning of his life! ”

"Born like an ant......" Zhao Yizhu sighed lightly.

In fact, there is another sentence at the end, which is called ...... When you have the ambition of a bird, you can't be too twilight. ”

Xin Zhuo shook his head and engraved "Xin Zichong's Tomb" on the tombstone.

Falling words: Uncle Xin Zhuoli!

From today, Jiang Zichong and I will return the surname "Jiang" to you!

Xin Zhuo took a step back and muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

"Go to the Xuantian Sword Sect?" Zhao Yizhu asked.

Xin Zhuo didn't answer directly, but sighed lightly: "The four sects will come to invite me, it must be the handwriting they left, they think it is a kind of compensation or charity?"

Lord Zhao Yi was noncommittal and said: "But when you enter the big sect, it is always a ladder, and it is even more difficult to cultivate loosely."

"Good!"