The wind is receding, and the light and shadow are close behind, fluttering with the corners of the clothes.

Someone flies on a rainbow, and the sky is only at the feet.

Zhu Tai nested in Liang Bo's arms, her eyelids drooped, and a few stars climbed up her face, which was the traces of time.

She raised her head, opened her eyes with great difficulty, and looked around, but saw only clouds and skylight, and asked, "Where are we going, Dashan?" ”

Liang Bo, who was questioned, had a hoarse voice and said dryly: "Go home, don't play, let's go home." ”

"Oh."

Zhu Tai was a little tired, but she still cheered up, and she wanted to talk to her lover again.

"Dashan, don't be too tired, just find a place with flowers and bury me, your life spring is about to dry up, if you don't rest, it will be difficult to recover in the future."

The man holding her didn't answer, and Zhu Tai felt that Liang Bo's body was trembling slightly, and even the crooks of his arms were tense.

"Dashan, the last journey of my life, I had a lot of fun, thank you for taking me home, although, they are all gone......"

"Come to think of it, I'm a hundred-year-old woman, my father and my mother will definitely not be able to hold on, alas, my hometown is long gone......"

The wind is whining, the light is dissipating, and the clouds are forever apart.

"Dashan, you say, how is Nan Nan now, I don't want to meet her so early underground, she is still young, God must have long eyes, bless her......"

"Dashan, I like you very much when I visit that little girl in Yuelou, when I die, you go to her, this is my wish, you have to listen to my ......"

"Dashan, after I die, remember to go and see Nannan. Counting it up, the sect competition is about to start, with the methods of those high-level elders, Nan Xiao is too popular, I'm afraid there will be trouble, after you go back, try to take her away. As for what she wants to do in the future, you can bear with it a little, if she really wants to die, you have to stop me. ”

"When Nan Xiao finds someone she likes, and those hatreds fade away, you can go to Wangyue Tower and marry that little lady, I can see that she really likes you."

Zhu Tai chattered and talked non-stop, but the man who once stood in the sky had a more and more bent back.

Liang Bo identified a direction and slowly fell.

Zhutai looked at the peach blossom forest that was getting closer and closer, and the ice of the years seemed to begin to melt.

The peach blossoms are dying, scorching their bloom.

After a long time, there was one more grave in the hundred-acre powder forest.

In front of Xiaoying's grave, the mountains are silent and butterflies are fluttering.

It's been a long time.

"I don't."

Someone deliberately answered late.

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In the mountains, there are deep pools hidden in the valleys.

A majestic hall stands on the outside of the cold pool, with gold bricks and silver tiles, magnificent.

There is a plaque hanging on the door, made of black wood, carved with a dragon around the beam, and a red phoenix flying low.

On the plaque, there are three vigorous characters, engraved with gold, which is the "Blue Palace".

It's a rare place to visit.

On the one hand, the geographical location is really remote, and partly because ordinary cultivators dare not come here.

In the mountains and wilderness, powerful beast masters will patrol their territory, and people, as the primates of all things, will not be a little behind?

Moreover, in the Qingya blessed land, the most buildings are jasper pavilions, and even the residences of some elders are just wooden houses.

The characters who can have a single hall are all Tianjiao who is highly valued by the Qingya blessed land.

As a result, people invariably bypassed this place, and even Shenhong did not dare to pass from above.

On weekdays, the gate of the palace is always closed, but today a small opening has been opened.

Occasionally, a few koi fish jumped into the hall, but they were stopped by dense inexplicable lines.

Some of the spirit fish that had opened their minds poked their heads out in the distance and quietly looked at the inside of the hall behind the door.

Above the throne, there is a majestic figure.

The belt is gold, embroidered with file marks, the sachet hangs on the right side, and the tail of the spike-shaped red rope is sunk into the wide dark green robe.

The cultivators of the Qingya blessed land mostly talk about the realm by the color of their clothing.

The man who is high above is a cultivator of the other realm.

As long as he goes further, he will transcend the Wheel Sea Secret Realm and reach the Dao Palace Secret Realm, so as to break through the shackles of life and increase his life expectancy.

Looking up along the green robe, the drastic facial features make it even more magnificent.

Compared to the old cultivators on the Peak of the Mission, the man on the throne had a very young face.

Even if some people are able to maintain their appearance after reaching a certain level of cultivation, very few people will do so.

And on the throne, he was wearing a dark green robe that only the other side realm was entitled to, and his face was young and handsome, like a piece of natural jade, flawless and unharmed.

In the center of the main hall under the throne, there was also a young man who looked similar to the man on the throne.

This person is none other than Yu Qin.

He was dressed in a blue shirt, clean, without any accessories, but he looked very luxurious.

Maybe it's because he hasn't experienced much tempering, compared to the man on the throne, although Yu Qin's face is handsome, he is still a little immature.

At this time, he stood as calm as a pine, and the Blue Mountain was not dimmed by the deep hall.

Above the main hall, the silver waterfall is like a substance, coming from the cold pool in the distance, and falling straight down.

The arrogance peculiar to the youth was not forced to fall.

Yu Qin silently endured the coercion coming from above, and his eyes were firmly facing the throne.

He stood here, fighting only for a chance to speak.

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The book says, stand tall and see far.

Now that Nan Xiao has successfully become a cultivator, she in the Shenqiao realm, her perception has greatly increased, and even her eyesight is far beyond ordinary people.

I spent nine years in this wooden house at the foot of the mountain, and today it has a special charm.

The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, and the wind is gentle.

Nan Xiaoyou's eyes were full of eyes, his phoenix eyes were clear, staring at the dark clouds in the distance.

The clouds are coming.

The moonlight was slowly dimming.

It's the darkest night, so it's easy to track.

Closing the wooden window, Nan Xiao picked up two black cobblestones and walked into the secret room again.

"Bang-"

Under Nan Xiao's urging, the azure divine power rushed out of the sea of wheels, and actually smashed the huge stone jar to pieces in a few breaths.

Under the aftermath of the ripples, the waning moon and the fluorite in the sky were difficult to protect themselves and were reduced to flying ashes.

Nan Xiao's hand was lightly raised, and the two black rough stones collided in the air above the dried herb residue, and the sparks that overflowed ignited here.

The billowing smoke flowed down the secret passage, and under the guidance of divine power, he avoided Nan Xiao.

The firelight is warm, and under the scorching red light, Nan Xiao is really like a person outside the world, and the lotus flower is proud.

After the flames burned all the traces, Nan Xiao raised his hand again, his divine power was as strong as a hammer, and the heaviest side was quietly covering the blue moon.

The Qingyue slate was already broken, and at this time, it was suddenly full of cracks.

Before the explosion sounded, tons of silt fell.

There is also an influx of water, completely filling the secret passages and stone chambers.

Nan Xiao turned into a divine rainbow, took a step forward in the flowing water, left the secret passage, and moved a boulder to seal the entrance forever.

Outside, the water level in the pond plummeted several feet.

The water lilies will bend down and fall softly on the water.

Many crabs hold their crows high, anxious to move their nests, and run rampant.

The fish were calm, still sleeping in the moonlight, lazily spitting bubbles.

Nan Xiao gathered away the broken hair from the wind and walked back to the house slowly.

First tore up the letters, and then put the bronze rings, gold hairpins and daggers that had been hidden into the sea one by one.

The bitter sea is churning, and the ice is condensed.

The wheel of life, nailed in mid-air, was shaking slightly.

The three bluestone steps that the Shenqiao turned into suddenly had weight.

Those imaginary illusions, because they have obtained entities, make the chakra sea heavier.

It is believed that in the near future, after these three weapons are nourished, they will release a stronger brilliance and be remembered by the world.

After making the quilt, Nan Xiao fell asleep.

The five senses are lost, and the will is plunged into instantaneous darkness.

When I woke up again, I found myself in a peach blossom forest, surrounded by a few butterflies dancing.

At the end of the line of sight, there seemed to be a young man standing, wearing a mask, waving to him from afar.

The mask was made of bronze, smiling rather than crying, like a grimace.

I heard my brother say that masks can scare away those gourmets who come out at night to steal children's food.

Nan Xiao was a little distracted, she actually dreamed.

It's still a lucid dream.

In the dream, Nan Xiao faded away from the heavy shell.

She ran over, innocent, no different from when she was young.

She wanted to be closer to the teenager.

She wanted to talk to her brother.

Tell me what you've seen and heard over the years.

The scenery seen during the climb of the 10,000-step Shu Road, the interesting story of digging the soil and cultivating the land to collect medicine and alchemy, and the unswerving love between Liang Bo and Zhutai......

But the more she fantasized about it, the farther away the boy became.

Even the mask began to blur, and the corners of the mouth were raised to lose sight.

Nan Xiao shook her head vigorously, calming down, wanting to stay in this dream for a while longer to maintain her fragile balance.

So, Nan Xiao no longer fantasized.

After putting on the bronze ring, she took a brisk step and ran forward slowly.

Flowers and butterflies go hand in hand, and the boy's smile is always gentle.

This run was until the dawn of the third day.

"Knock knock—"

Dreams are like a thin piece of paper, torn apart by a sound from outside the sky.

Nan Xiao's consciousness returned to her body, and two lines of tears fell from the gradually clear phoenix eyes.

"Knock knock knock—"

The deafening bell rang several times in succession,

Different from the morning bell urging cultivation, the current bell is like nine days of thunder, shaking like the Milky Way pouring down.

Pushing open the window, Nan Xiao looked into the distance.

In the continuous roar of the distance, the yellow flying cranes flashed their wings one after another, scrambling to fly high into the sky.

Above that, there are more floating clouds turning into deer herds, rushing towards the rising sun.

The martial arts competition held every 20 years in Qingya Blessed Land is about to begin.