Outside the city gate, Yunmeng Daze side.

Childe Wubei and everyone were still sitting on the low green hill and waiting.

A trace of witch appeared among several people, and then a figure quickly solidified there.

The three spirit witches looked over together, but saw that after getting the witch trace, the slave who rushed away with interest returned to Daze with a pale face.

Childe Wubei chuckled lightly and said, "It seems that your old man's actions are not very smooth. ”

Chen Nu glanced at Gongzi Wubei, as if he wanted to refute something, but he just opened his mouth, found that his face was a little swollen, and silently turned around and sat down on the side.

"Where's Quling?"

Shu He looked at Chen Nu and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Dead." Chennu whispered.

The mayfly, who had been sitting quietly with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, glanced at Chennu, closed his eyes again, and said nothing.

Gongzi Wubei was shocked, looked at Chen Nu and said strangely: "How did you die?" ”

Chen Nu was silent for a while, and said, "That old bastard can use a sword. ”

Ming Mayfly closed his eyes and said calmly: "It is not surprising that he has intersected with Cong Blade for thousands of years, and he can use a sword, and you have to think about it, who is the first dean of the Hanging Blade Academy. ”

All three fell silent.

Naturally, he was just a complete scholar.

But it is not so strange that a scholar who has never set foot on the path of cultivation can pull out that green robe to open the sky, and his students can use a sword.

Chen Nu was silent for a while, looked at Ming Mayfly and asked, "So that blue and red sword?" ”

Ming Mayfly said calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be the arm bones of the red succulent and the leg bones of the green hanging suspension. ”

Childe Wubei smiled softly and said, "It seems that that scholar is not a soft-hearted person. ”

"If you can make the Hanging Courtyard spread all over the sorghum, people with soft hands naturally can't do it. He has indeed been a lot more humble over the years, but that's because he wants to carry out the next millennium layout, and in a place like Huai'an, he naturally has to keep a little more festival. ”

Gongzi Wubei looked at the side except for the bright mayfly that opened his eyes when Fang Cai Chennu came back, and then kept his eyes closed.

"The seniors know so much, and they have the surname Ming, which makes me have to wonder what the seniors have to do with the entire Huangliang Witch Ghost Overhaul that was killed thousands of years ago and didn't dare to come forward."

Ming mayfly opened her eyes, looked at Gongzi without sadness, and said calmly: "You guessed it, it does have a relationship." ”

"What's the relationship?"

Ming mayfly looked at the night above Daze, and said slowly: "Back then, Tomorrow's Heart was the knife that opened our clan. ”

Shu He and Chen Nu looked at each other.

Childe Wubei laughed and said, "I see." ”

Ming Mayfly chuckled, stood up, faced Daze, and said softly: "It's just a joke, what's the story, it's been a thousand years, and tomorrow's heart will turn into a wild ghost of the Styx River a thousand years ago, so why think about this kind of old thing again?" ”

Childe Wubei and the three of them all looked solemn.

Ming mayfly is the leader of the witch and ghost path this time.

This spirit witch who was born in Nantuo has never heard of his name in the past few decades.

However, at the beginning of the story of Daze's wind, he conquered everyone with his strength.

When the mayfly said this, everyone understood the next story.

The old things are naturally not important.

"Is the fog going to lift?"

Shu He clasped his hands in his sleeves and looked at Daze expectantly.

Ming mayfly shook his head and said softly, "Not yet, but we can't wait any longer." ”

Shu He was stunned and said, "Why? ”

The mayfly looked at the slave on the side.

"Qu Ling's death has given us enough warnings." Ming Mayfly said calmly, "A minister who succumbs to the three swords and three views requires us to pay so much energy and price, if Cong Blade returns, we will only pay more painful losses." ”

The mayfly turned his head to look at the Youhuang Mountain Range, and the three of them didn't know what he was looking at at this glance.

"Inform the goddess of our sincerity, and she will return firmly to protect the people of the ancient Chu land!"

The mayfly withdrew her gaze from the tall and deep mountains, looked at Chennu, and said slowly: "Prepare the sacrifice and ask the goddess for mercy." ”

When Chen Nu heard this, he was stunned at first, and then fell silent, seemingly extremely hesitant.

Ming Mayfly looked at Chen Nu for a long time, and then moved his eyes to Shu He on the side, who was also silent.

Childe Wubei whispered on the side: "I'll come." ”

The mayfly nodded.

Childe looked at the Daze in front of him and walked down the green mountain calmly.

The mayfly looked at the world in front of it for a long time, his eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a lot of light flickering, but it was not emotion.

It's just the lonely silence of the countless bonfires slowly burning by the edge of Daze.

Chen Nu and Shu He both stood on the green hill without saying a word, looking at Daze, looking at the dancing and gradually fanatical flames.

This is not a reason for them to choose silence and choose to refuse.

Since ancient times, sorghum still preserves the tradition of worshipping the gods.

It's just that countless generations have passed, and those rituals have long since been left with mysterious shells, and those wild and wild bloody rituals have been abandoned many years ago.

But Ming mayfly chose the ancient rites.

That's why they're silent.

So Gongzi went to Shuchengguan after Qingshan without sorrow.

There is sincerity for the goddess.

There seemed to be a long chant in the world.

Chennu suddenly couldn't bear to listen.

So he sat down on the green hill and closed the five senses in silence.

......

Of course, the prime minister will not be a cong blade.

Even if he sat on the edge of the cliff dressed in white, trying his best to spread his clumsy sword intent, and even imitated Cong Blade to make a sleepy appearance, he was not Cong Blade after all.

So the goddess Yaoji just looked at him calmly.

Qing Xiang tried for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of blaming Cong Jian in despair, and said with a sincere smile while holding his hand on the edge of the cliff: "Okay, I am Qing Xiang, but I just said those words, I just said it casually, and I didn't really have such stupid thoughts." ”

"What did you just say?"

When Qing Xiang heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and looked back at Yao Ji, who was standing under the umbrella and looked at him very seriously, as if he really didn't hear what Qing Xiang said.

Qing Xiang turned his head to look at the bottom of the cliff, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just some casual complaints." ”

Yaoji didn't ask, just held an umbrella beside Qing Xiang, and said softly, "Are you looking at the world?" ”

Qing Xiang shook his head and said: "What is so beautiful in the world as this rotten coward, it is not as good as your feet, girl....."

Yao Ji lowered her head and looked at her bare feet stepping on the black soil, only to find that she had accidentally stepped on Qing Xiang's white clothes, but seeing that Qing Xiang didn't care, she didn't move away, but just said softly: "You call me girl?" ”

Qing Xiang tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you call it a girl?" ”

Yao Ji looked up at the world and chuckled, and said, "Didn't you come to Huangliang because I heard that someone saw me?" ”

Qing Xiang looked at Yao Ji with clear eyes, and said: "I admit that I was eager to covet your beauty at the beginning, so I talked to you, but you can't think that I came here specifically for you because of my enthusiasm, this is not good, I am busy in the world, if I don't happen to appear here, you probably won't be able to meet me." ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the night, stood up on the edge of the cliff, bowed very elegantly, and said, "By the way, it's not early, I still have some things, so I'll go first." ”

Qing Xiang said, turned around, the demonic power around his body rolled, and he was about to leave this cliff.

Yao Ji calmly reached out and grabbed the back collar of Qing Xiang's white clothes.

"Sit down."

Yao Ji's voice was extremely soft, but when it fell between the cliffs, it was like the sound of heaven and earth, and it fell heavily on Qing Xiang's heart.

"Girl, the twisted melon is not sweet......."

Halfway through the minister's words, he stopped and sat down honestly on the edge of the cliff.

Only then did Yao Ji withdraw the hand that was permeated with the power of the River Styx.

Qing Xiang sat on the edge of the cliff, sighed, and said slowly: "Yes, I am looking at the world, Lord Goddess. ”

Yao Ji held the umbrella diagonally, but she also sat down on the edge of the cliff, and her bare feet stained with a lot of black slush hung on the edge of the cliff, swaying slowly.

This made the prime minister feel that he was not wrong about the girl.

It's just that this is a cute and playful girl who likes to pretend to be mature, can someone take care of it!

Qing Xiang sighed in his heart.

"I've seen a man named Liu March in your world before." Yao Ji didn't care about Qing Xiang's silence, she was thinking about something weird.

"Ah, Liu March, I know, I drank tea and played cards with him thirty years ago!"

Qing Xiang nodded and said matter-of-factly.

Qing Xiang felt that something was wrong when he said that, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Yao Ji looking at him quietly, Qing Xiang was stunned, and said curtly: "Yes, what about later?" ”

Only then did Yao Ji turn her head, her eyes fell to a certain place in the world, and she looked at it for a long time before she whispered: "Later? Later he was killed by the human world he loved. ”

Qing Xiang naturally knew about Liu March, and he also had the idea of inviting Liu March to the Hanging Courtyard to practice for three years and then send it back, after all, he could also gild the Hanging Courtyard in the future, but it was a pity that the little girl Bai Yuyu was killed and refused to let go. At this time, he suddenly heard the news of Liu March's death, but Qing Xiang was also stunned, thought for a long time, and contacted Liu March that he should have met Yaoji, and soon got the answer.

"It seems that the Human Sword Sect did it."

The prime minister said with some embarrassment.

"Human Sword Sect?" Yao Ji tilted her head and thought for a long time under the umbrella, "Are you talking about the Sword Sect in the city where Daze used to be?" ”

"Yes, their sect master is called Cong Blade, you can go and compare with him another day."

Qing Xiang has always been good at arching fire and pit blades.

Yao Ji ignored the prime minister's nonsense, and said lightly: "Didn't you say that your name is Cong Blade?" ”

Qing Xiangyi said righteously: "My name is Zhang Xiaoyu. ”

Yao Ji looked down at the endless cliff below the cliff and said softly, "You've always wanted to change the subject, why?" ”

Qing Xiang was stunned for a moment, turned his head, looked at the world, and said calmly: "Because I am not Liu March." I don't know what happened to Liu March's encounter with you, but I know very well that between a man who has lived for a thousand years, and a young man who is still full of love, it must be the latter who is more able to have some sincere but reckless courage to refuse something. ”

Yao Ji was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Yes, as you think, he rejected me, and then returned to the world, and met again, but in the River Styx. ”

Prime Minister tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "I guess you definitely didn't let him leave the world like this." ”

"Yes, I pulled his boat back from the River Styx, and gave him a chance to start over."

"It's so sad to start all over again." Qing Xiang smiled softly and said, "Anyway, if it were me, I wouldn't choose to start my life all over again, a thousand years is lonely, more than 300,000 days are difficult, and the record of more than 3.6 million hours is enough to break through countless leaks." ”

Yao Ji quietly looked at the prime minister who was counting the years, the latter restrained his smile, looked at Yao Ji, and said very sincerely: "It's better to lie down and never wake up, what does the goddess think?" ”

Yao Ji naturally heard that Qing Xiang was saying that he didn't want to start all over again, but in fact, he was saying openly and secretly that he shouldn't start all over again.

"I've been asleep for 2,000 years." Yaoji said calmly, "When you suddenly wake up and face the world of things and people, what do you want to do?" ”

Qing Xiang thought for a long time in silence, and said: "I will probably look for some stories of old people, so as to prove that I really once existed, not all vain dreams." ”

Yao Ji said softly, "Yes. ”

There was silence on the lonely cliff of the high mountain.

Qing Xiang sighed and looked at the world, but he was suddenly silent.

In the distance, there are sparks fluttering in the world, and it seems that someone is lighting a fire, dancing the ancient ritual dance, and singing solemn sacrifices.

Then those distant sparks, fluttering in the wind, gradually went towards the high heavens.

A kind of dark pull appeared between the sky dome and the river Styx, and then gathered on Yao Ji beside her.

Qing Xiang turned his head to look at Yao Ji on the side, the latter's expression was like water, quietly looking at the world, a body of the power of the Styx was surging, and it was spreading in that kind of dark power, and the long black dress was getting deeper and deeper, and there seemed to be many different colors flickering, just like the strange flowers dotted among the ancient and mysterious green mountains.

Then the originally gentle face became solemn, and the expression like water became more and more cold, shining with a little light—like a scattered galaxy.

Qing Xiang was a little distracted, and then the Taoist text in the sea of gods appeared on its own and appeared in Qing Xiang's eyes, which made his mind return.

Looking at the sparks shining in the world, the prime minister sighed and said, "It seems that the world is slowly remembering you, goddess. ”

Yaoji looked there equally calmly.

"They always remember, but we were asleep or dead in the past, and we didn't give them the response they deserved."

Qing Xiang sniffed the blood hidden in the spark wind blowing towards this high mountain, and laughed softly: "The so-called due response is to make the world fall in love with this feeling that the blood of the same clan can be exchanged for all pity, until it sinks into it?" ”

"The sincerity of life and death is supreme." Yao Ji said softly, "Although we didn't like this kind of sincerity back then, in the River Styx, they can naturally exchange for more things. ”

"If you don't like it, why do you want to respond?" Qingxiang said softly, "Most of the people in the world are ignorant, no, they are ignorant, they don't see as far as you and me, and they don't go as fast as you and me, so they are easy to believe in some cruel things in the unknown blankness." ”

Qing Xiang looked at Huang Liang Yufeng, and he couldn't see what kind of academy there was in that small town here, but looking at it, Qing Xiang could get a lot of comfort.

"When Master Qing was here, he discussed this issue with us."

"How is it a god?"

"Give your eyes, donate your hands, break your legs, slack your mind, and then give you the so-called food and clothing without worry, so when the existing giving is exhausted, the world no longer has enough ability to get everything you deserve."

"So I had to go on, and began to dedicate my heart, sacrifice my liver and gallbladder, and even my own heart was reverently presented, and then called out to the beloved gods and ghosts twice, so that the world got what they wanted."

"When everything is old, the old are abandoned in the caves, and the weak are put on the sacrificial rafts, and the waves come, and the world shouts ghosts and gods, in exchange for a good meal."

"The captive world is like a lamb, and it comes from thousands of generations."

Qing Xiang turned his head to look at the goddess sitting next to him, and said in a deep voice: "This is the so-called sincerity of the goddess?" ”

"If you really don't like it, you can't bear to see it, then don't pity it, give a gift today, eat a full meal tomorrow, and the world will only indulge in it more and more."

Yao Ji turned her head and looked at Qing Xiang quietly, and said, "You are not from the world, how do you know that the world doesn't like this?" ”

"The world may really like it, but that's because in the past, in the sad times of the ancestors, they began to accept the mercy of the gods and ghosts, and passed it on from generation to generation, thinking that it was a guideline."

Qing Xiang said calmly: "So before the young master returned to the Styx, he had a great wish - to use culture in the world. It is to awaken the weak world. ”

Yao Ji said softly: "As the world often says, scholars scold people the most mean, but it is true. ”

The prime minister looked at the world and said, "It's just a matter of stating some facts. ”

Yaoji stood up and looked at the Daze, and as her eyes looked there, the fog began to slowly dissipate.

And so mountains appeared in the midst of the great ze.

"The blessing of ghosts and gods is really so unbearable?"

Qing Xiang finally laughed, perhaps a little wantonly, so he couldn't stop coughing.

"Whether it's unbearable or not, I don't want to go into details, but Lord Goddess, I'm a member of the Daomen."

Qing Xiang stopped coughing and looked at the world calmly.

"We are pious and steadfast, materialists."