Su Qingming was not wearing the cyan robe, but an ordinary white shirt, and still wearing a hat as usual.

The wide hat completely covered his face, and there was sword qi isolation, even if someone looked from under the hat, they couldn't see his eyebrows clearly.

The reason why Zhang Xiang was able to recognize him at a glance was mainly because he had seen him too many times, and of course, there was also the reason why Su Qingming's temperament was too different.

Suddenly, Su Qingming disappeared in front of his eyes, Zhang Xiang was startled, and thought to himself that he was old and dizzy, so he looked away?

He hurriedly stretched out his finger and dipped some tea in the tea bowl and rubbed it on his eyes, and then looked at it intently, and found that Su Qingming had already arrived at the grass dozens of zhang away, and was shocked to think about what kind of realm this genius of the Sword Sect had reached in the past three years.

The restoration project of Chang'an City is carried out very quickly, and the Demon Suppression Division is naturally the first batch, and the principle is to repair the old as the old, so there is still a bamboo forest in the depths of the Demon Suppression Division.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, there is still a long oblique passage leading to the ground, and many workers are busy around the passage, transporting many things from it.

A living turtle and a corpse are naturally two different things, and there is nothing wrong with a large and sturdy body to make a prison, but there are naturally a lot of facilities to be added to the interior.

Su Qingming walked to a very remote corner.

In that corner grew a bouquet of lilac wildflowers, gently swaying in the wind.

Su Qingming reached out and took out a bell from the bouquet of purple flowers, and then took out the black cat from his sleeve and carefully tied it around its neck.

Ahri was a little awkward, turning his neck, and the bell made a crisp sound, attracting several butterflies.

The cat's paw rose up in the wind and drove the butterflies away, and its face was full of displeasure and unwillingness.

Not liking nature is not that you don't like bells, but that you don't like what Su Qingming does.

Unwillingness is naturally not unwilling to be tied, but unwilling until the end, it failed to fight with the turtle happily.

Su Qingming said: "At that time, it was already scrapped, even if you went up and bit it into several pieces, it would be invincible." ”

Ahri glanced at him with a slight mockery, thinking that there is no such thing in the world as a victory without martial arts.

Su Qingming said: "You have been fighting for thousands of years, and in the end it is dead, and you are still alive, then you have won this life-and-death battle between turtles and cats." ”

Ahri thought about it and found that this was indeed the truth.

But why does this sentence sound a little cheap, even cheesy?

Don't talk about yourself, just the ancient beasts like the turtle are all the big demons in the world, how can it sound like a cat and a dog.

It looked into the ground, and there was some nostalgia and a lot of disgust in its eyes.

Nostalgia is not missing.

It has no feelings with the turtle, not even if it is a type, it misses the young years when it once walked on the clouds.

Disgust is real, the Sword Sect's mountain protection beast dislikes the most is the two pretentious guys in Zhongzhou, especially the turtle, who are greedy and idiotic, and the most important thing is that they are extremely ugly and ugly.

Su Qingming was looking at the bouquet of lilac flowers, with a faint nostalgia.

He has few friends, but the Demon Lord counts as one.

In the three years of the Demon Suppression Division, most of the time he was in meditation to heal, and he only talked to the Demon Lord for dozens of days, but it was enough.

- My friend has an innocent heart, quiet and amiable, just like a demon king.

Thinking of what the master left in the notes back then, Su Qingming was silent for a long time.

The master recognizes that he has very few friends, and the Demon Lord must be counted as one.

Otherwise, the master would not have made so many preparations back then.

In fact, both the master and him knew that if the Demon Lord was hit by that immortal urn, it would be difficult for him to leave the Demon Suppression Division alive.

Now it's the best ending, because it's finally out.

……

……

In the Hanging Temple, the sunset is shining.

Shen Zhen sat on the stone steps in front of the Baishan Meditation Room, holding a scroll of Buddhist scriptures in his hand.

The twilight fell on him, and he was also in the twilight, and the picture was beautiful, slightly desolate.

The Blood Moon Monk looked at his back, his face full of admiration.

The big event of the Demon Suppression Division in Chang'an City is supposed to be arranged by a real person.

He just sent a letter to the Demon Suppression Division, how did so many things happen?

"Real ...... Truly a man of God. ”

Old Ancestor walked behind Shen Zhen and said sincerely.

Shen Zhen stood up, looked at Tallinn at sunset, and said, "Do you know why I'm so happy? ”

The Blood Moon Monk said: "Because the real person finally got out of the evil breath of the year. ”

When Shen Zhen returned to the world with the Demon Lord, the Blood Moon Monk was at its peak and naturally knew this secret.

Shen Zhen said: "Yes, it is indeed a lot of pleasure. ”

The Blood Moon Monk continued: "And the Sword Sect is a real person's Sword Sect after all, and it is naturally a good thing that the moral outlook has been hit. ”

Shen Zhen smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

I don't know when he seldom touched the head of the Blood Moon Monk like a dog.

Of course, Shen Zhen didn't want the third prince to be the emperor, because it was a choice of morality, and more importantly, that prince was the inheritance of the Dugu family, which made him uneasy.

That's why he took advantage of the old matter of the dark building to drag the three princes into the matter of the Demon Suppression Division.

The news of Chang'an City has been transmitted back to the Hanging Temple.

Most of it was as he expected.

He knew the greed of the Xuan Turtle and understood Su Qingming's methods, and the only thing he couldn't think of was how the Demon Lord would get out of the Demon Prison.

Now that I think about it, this should be related to Su Qingming.

The ending is beautiful.

He sent the letter to the Demon Division, and the Demon Division's Division was destroyed.

Moral values have suffered serious setbacks, and it is becoming more and more difficult for the three princes to succeed to the throne.

The only regret is that Su Qingming is still alive, it seems that it is indeed a bit troublesome to kill him, do you have to take action in person?

Then Shen Zhen remembered...... The Demon Lord is dead.

He was not sad, because he knew the Demon Lord's thoughts - if death was freedom, the Demon Emperor of the Southern Barbarians would also defect.

Shen Zhen walked down the steps, came to the twilight tower, put the Buddhist scriptures into a stone pagoda, and took out an ancient flute and raised it to his lips.

Slender and steady fingers moved between the blood-colored red threads and played a tune.

The tune is very bland, just yo-yo.

Not far away, the pine waves are quiet, and the sunset is redder.

The ancestor's eyes kept staring at the bone flute, his eyes were extremely complicated, and after the flute sounded, he gradually returned to indifference, sat on the stone steps, and showed a smile.

……

……

Leaving the Demon Suppression Division, Su Qingming went back to the well house, knocked on the door and saw a young man.

It was still early, Li Fangyun was naturally still working in the Demon Suppression Division, his wife went back to her parents' house to help, and Li's father went around the street, and Li Fangyun was the only one at home.

Li Fangyun looked at him in a daze and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Su Qingming took off his hat and scattered his sword.

Li Fangyun looked at his face, was taken aback, and said, "You're back?" ”

Su Qing meditated for a while and said, "Your name is ...... Li Fangyun. ”

Li Fangyun was surprised again when he found that his uncle actually remembered his name this time, and then he was very happy and welcomed him in with a smile.

Su Qingming walked into the house, looked around casually, and found that after three years of not seeing each other, the garden was already three times larger, and of course Li Fangyun was also three years older.

After saying a few words, Su Qingming returned to his room and found that the chess pieces on the chessboard seemed to have been moved by someone, and he was stunned before he remembered that the well house was very close to the Demon Suppression Division, and it should have been all turned into ruins in the change of the Demon Suppression Division a few days ago.

Everything that looks familiar is actually new.

Su Qingming was thoughtful.

The black cat got out of his sleeve, jumped onto the windowsill, and looked half-crouched into the garden.

Su Qingming glanced at it.

He could naturally see that Li Fangyun had already begun to cultivate.

Back then, in a small mountain village, he taught Liu the ten-year-old Yumen breathing method.

Ahri ignored him, thinking that Lao Tzu's life is infinite, and he doesn't have much idea of accepting an apprentice, so he wants you to take care of it?

Suddenly, its ears twitched slightly, as if it heard something, and it jumped off the ledge and disappeared into the grass, leaving only a string of bells.

Su Qingming walked to the window, looked at the begonia tree that was very similar to that year, and thought that the rebuilding of the well house must be handled by Zhang Xiang himself, so the tunnel should still be there.

Just thinking about these things, suddenly the wind came, and the begonia flowers fell, like powder snow.

In the begonia flowers, the white skirt flutters lightly, and the girl flutters.

This situation and this scene are like those days.

Li Shu looked at him with a slightly different expression.

Su Qingming thought that she was going to ask about the Demon Suppression Division.

He was ready to say something.

He didn't know anything about the Demon Suppression Division.

In the past three years, he has been practicing in the secret place of the palace, and a few days ago, because of the interference of the earth's movements, he went out of the customs ahead of schedule, and the realm has not yet ......

"How do you ...... Seems to look better? ”

Li Shu said in a daze.

Hearing this, Su Qingming was a little puzzled.

In his eyes, he was still the same as before, but he didn't know that in the eyes of others, his breath was clearer and full of fairy spirit.

It wasn't until he remembered the Demon Lord's reminder at that time that Su Qingming understood what was going on.

At this moment, a wind passed through the court, and the flower gas hit and fell on his face.

He took a bite, the breath in his body was slightly cloudy, and the fluttering sensation weakened slightly.

Li Shu blinked, wondering if she was dazzled, but she still felt that Su Qingming was very different from a few years ago.

"What are you doing in Chang'an City?" Su Qingming asked.

When we meet again after a few years, I suddenly hear such a question, and if I change to another woman, I will definitely be disappointed and resentful.

But Li Shu knew that his temperament was like this, and he didn't deliberately be indifferent or keep his distance, but just smiled.

"I came to the Three Princes' Mansion because I said it a long time ago."

When she left the southwest, Chang'an City was still quiet, who would have thought that such a big event would happen to the Demon Suppression Division.

The Three Princes' Mansion has now become a prison, so she naturally won't go again, so she came to the Jing Mansion to have a look.

She didn't know that Su Qingming was here, but she was also here for him.

In the so-called chance encounter, someone must always walk to each other first.

Su Qingming said: "I just came out not long ago. ”

According to his temperament, he naturally won't take the initiative to say what he has done over the years.

Li Shu asked, "Where have you been in the past few years?" ”

"I'm practicing in the forbidden place of the Imperial Palace......"

Su Qingming said the answer that had been prepared in advance.

Li Shu was silent for a while, and said, "Daoist Shanyuan is now the gentleman of the Third Prince, you have been meditating in the palace for three years, what is the Sword Sect going to do?" ”

Su Qingming said: "I don't like the Third Prince, and what happened recently has also proved that he is not qualified to succeed to the throne of the Son of Heaven. ”

He didn't agree that the succession of the three princes to the throne had nothing to do with the matter of the Demon Suppression Division, and it didn't even have anything to do with the fact that the three princes wanted to kill Lu Qian, he just didn't like this person.