Somewhere in the void, Li Qiubai and Xuan Jiu stood side by side, looking at the sad figure in the cold wind, and only sighed.

It's not that they don't have the means to make Zhou Qingdui return to his original cultivation, they can even make him a party emperor, but this is meaningless.

There are some things that the child has to go through on his own.

And they, the old guys, helped out in secret......

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It has been a month since I walked out of Beiming. This is still on the road, and Liu Feng forcibly flew a long distance with Zhou Qingdui to be able to do it. But under the pressure of the clan, Liu Feng had to leave, but before leaving, he left a defensive magic weapon for Zhou Qingdu, which is said to be able to resist the power of the Demon Emperor, which was left to Liu Feng by Xiao Yan, the city lord of Chiyan.

Liu Feng left the little bell in Zhou Qingdui, and flew away calmly, not even giving Zhou Qingdui a chance to return it.

Perhaps the so-called love is only seen at this time of despair.

But Zhou Qingdui's way out of the demon clan was so abnormal that he didn't come out of any moths, and he walked extremely smoothly.

It's just that because he's walking too slowly, he seems to be depressed.

Zhou Qingdui didn't care about this, and put the little bell, which was probably rare among the defensive magic weapons, into the storage bag, and continued to walk silently in the wind and snow.

In January and February, even the mountains, rocks and trees looked desolate, and the sun finally hit the east to hit the earth, but it could not save this young man's twilight.

No way, who made him grow white hair that makes people look like young people?

It was about early in the morning, and Zhou Qingdui walked into a small town, thinking about buying some food. But after walking through the streets, he suddenly saw a Taoist with the same white hair in a dark alley, with a mustache that he could not forget.

The Taoist seemed to have discovered him, or maybe he had been waiting here for a long time, only to see the corners of his mouth grinning a curvature, and waving the dust in his hand that he touched out of nowhere, as if this world was imprisoned.

Zhou Qingwan didn't care about these quiet changes, but took off the long sword behind his back and walked into the alley.

When I saw this nonsense man appear, it didn't seem to matter what hunger was.

There are many things that make Zhou Qingdui want to ask a reason. Of course, I want to press this guy to the ground and give him a good beating before he gets angry!

Seeing Zhou Qingdui walking in front of him, the eight-character nonsense man took the lead in speaking: "Little friend, how did you become like this?" ”

"It's none of your business." Zhou Qingdui responded coldly.

The eight-character nonsense man didn't care, but just smiled cheekily: "Why is Xiaoyou like this? I don't have a deep grudge against you. ”

"You're not a doppelganger now, I can kill you right now!" In a flash, the sword in Zhou Qingdu's hand was already placed on the shoulder of the eight-character nonsense man, as if the next moment, he was going to cut off the head of this person to relieve the hatred in his heart!

The eight-character nonsense man had no fear, and even blew at the sharp long sword, as if provocative. Immediately, he looked at the miserable white face again, and said, "Come on, come on, you might as well kill me now." Kill me and you'll change all that? Don't be stupid, just your current virtue. Do you know what it is in my eyes? It's the struggle of the fucking incompetent! ”

Zhou Qingwan was indifferent, but he had to admit in his heart that what this guy said was right. Nowadays, he dares to threaten people with a sword, but in fact, in the eyes of others, he is just a small character who can fight with a wave of his hand.

made this domineering look, but he just wanted to add some confidence to himself!

Immediately, Zhou Qingwan took a heavy breath, put down the long sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Say, what are your intentions today?" ”

"Ahem, don't slander me! When these words are spoken, how can poor people still be? The eight-character nonsense man made a very solemn appearance, as if he really cared so much.

Zhou Qingdui didn't eat him at all, just stared coldly.

Seeing this, the eight-character nonsense man sighed heavily: "Alas, boy, it's not a good thing to lose your humanity at such a young age. ”

Zhou Qingdui still didn't respond to him, and the eight-character nonsense didn't care, shook his head, and looked around, as if he was observing something, but soon he spoke again: "I'm afraid it's not safe here, let's talk about it in another place." ”

After listening to him, Zhou Qingdui just wanted to refuse, but he didn't expect this person to become so tough now, and he came up and flew somewhere with his arm.

In a trance, or perhaps in a shaky way, Zhou Qingdui was numbly taken by this person to a mountain, probably a mountain outside the town.

Before spring, there is no sign of recovery, and so do people.

It will rain, and when you walk on the road, people have thoughts.

Drink a glass of wine and look at each other.

After the eight-character nonsense man finally stabilized Zhou Qingdui, he looked up and saw this guy with sad eyes, sighed, and patted the shoulder of the person in front of him: "Hey, boy, weren't you fucking majestic before?" I'm going to be hacked to death at every turn, what kind of person has changed now, and his heart has changed? ”

"If you have a fart, let it go quickly, why are you talking so much?" Zhou Qingdui was naturally reluctant to be taken care of, and pushed away the Taoist's hand, which looked a little old.

This eight-character nonsense person is worthy of being a cultivator, and he really has a good temper, even if Zhou Qingdui repeatedly puts on this shelf that makes people look at it and annoying it, he is still not angry, and rarely reveals a trace of nostalgia in his eyes: "Alas, young man, how many unsatisfactory people are on the road of life? Whether it is successful or not, good or bad, do not worry. ”

Don't worry!

The last wave of the Taoist swept the dust, but it was a good posture of a fairy wind dao bone.

Don't worry?

Zhou Qingdui secretly smiled bitterly, raised his hand again and gently grabbed the frost-white hair, and shook his head.

Unexpectedly, this time the eight-character nonsense man didn't say anything, but took out a wine gourd from the storage bag that he knew was a good wine gourd, which was a purple gold gourd.

The gorgeous and noble purple gold gourd and the old and undusted mortal products gently touched together, and drank wine with Zhou Qingdu.

This made Zhou Qingdui inevitably have doubts in his heart, this guy really didn't hide any moths? Or dug a big pit and waited for him Zhou Qingdui to jump?

However, what awaits him is abnormal.

This person talked to him about some trivial things and truths, and finally gave him a compass that was at least extremely rare in appearance.

Zhou Qingdui did not refuse, perhaps because he was already thirty years old at this time, and he did not feel indebted to the person in front of him.

The eight-character nonsense man held the three-pillar incense in his hand, as if he was worshipping the mountains and rivers, and as if he was worshipping the true god of heaven and earth, anyway, Zhou Qingdui couldn't see it really.

"You bull-nosed, you have done a lot of bold things in secret, and you are so pious on the surface, I really don't know what depth you have cultivated this Fa." Zhou Qingdui took a sip of wine, looked at the figure, and said a few words for no reason.

The Taoist turned around and pretended to be profound: "Young man, you know a hammer Dao method!" When we cultivators walk outside, in all fairness, we are walking on the avenue, and sometimes we take a fork in the road, and we will eventually return to the original avenue. ”

These words didn't have much moving taste from the mouth of this eight-character fortune teller, but Zhou Qingdu's heart and soul were really trembling, as if that was the case. But the sages have a truth, and whoever says it from their mouths makes sense.

"Come on, you better tell me what mystery this compass is hiding, I'm afraid there is some trap waiting for me. Although I'm afraid I can't beat you now, if you don't say it, I can still do it if I don't accept this thing. Zhou Qingdui jumped up from the ground, stood beside the Taoist, and was about to hand the compass in his hand to the eight-character nonsense.

The eight-character nonsense man did not accept the compass, but said softly: "There is a power contained in this magic weapon, which can send you to a place after urging, and this place is where your brother surnamed Yang is now." Stop, don't be in a hurry to refuse, one day, you'll want to go to him. ”

His series of words directly made Zhou Qingdui stop talking.

simply, Zhou Qingwan didn't refuse, anyway, now that he looks like this, he is not afraid of any pitfalls. Moreover, if this person wanted to dig a hole for him, he might not be able to hide from it.

"Don't talk nonsense with you, I'm leaving." Zhou Qingdui waved his hand, put the sword back behind him, and left with the wine bottle.

Only that person is left here standing in the wind.

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The wind and rain are urgent, but the carriages and horses are slow, and the people are even slower.

Zhou Qingdui didn't try to re-sword flying, but continued to walk all the way, passing through spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind and rain, he seemed to be still that hot-blooded teenager, he didn't think about stopping and finding a mountain village to settle down, nor did he think about going back to find Miss Lin, just walking on the road like this.

It wasn't until the autumn of the second year, when the yellow maple leaves fell on Zhou Qingdu, who was already thirty years old, that he seemed to realize that he had lost that breath that was not afraid of wind and frost, and stopped, stopping in front of the city that was already very close to the border of the demon clan.

Zhou Qingdui looked ahead in a daze, and a complex emotion surged up in his heart, some comfort, some sadness.

Under a withered old tree, a tall young man stood, looking at his loneliness with tears in his eyes.

No, maybe it's no longer a young man.

In his thirties, he has already lost his youthful vigor invisibly, and he is no longer the young martial artist who made people feel that the road is very wild when he looked at it, and standing there made people feel inexplicably relieved, tall boy.

At this time, Lu Zhengchun, who was standing in front of Zhou Qingdu, had his hair scattered, quite unkempt, and a messy beard.

One is a martial artist who has reached the Innocent Realm, the pinnacle of the world.

One is a sword cultivator who cultivates like an ordinary man, and the world is desolate.

But it's just that these two people look at each other in pairs, as if every breath can remind people of the youth when they were side by side.

The most important thing is that this river and lake is enviable, and everyone is picturesque.

is also the most melancholy in these rivers and lakes, a "goodbye to the rivers and lakes", that is, I haven't seen it for many years.

But this gathering is scattered, not by you and me.