Forty-five Leave Clearwater.

"I promise to go with you." Jiang Bu choked up and said, "But if you fail me, I will never forgive you." ”

Xiang Zhihan hugged Jiang Buwan into his arms, and said, "I will never fail you." ”

Jiang is leaving soon.

Before leaving, Xiao Qingruo hugged her waist and cried tears, out of breath, "Sister Wanwan, do you really want to leave?" Would you like to bring me with you? Qingruo will be obedient. ”

Xiang Zhihan looked at Qingruo crying miserably, and he couldn't bear it, but he didn't plan to take Qingruo back to the sect.

Qingyun Sect is an Immortal Sect, it stands to reason that he should not bring mortals into the sect, and it is already a violation of the door rules for him to bring Jiang not too late.

"If you are well-behaved, there is no banquet in the world." Jiang Buwan patted her on the back and comforted her, "After we leave, you can continue to stay here to study or follow Brother Xie and them, I'm not here, and you must not slack off." ”

Qingruo still cried, "Sister Wanwan, I can't bear you." ”

Mu Bai looked at Qingruo's appearance, and couldn't help but moisten her eyes, she sniffed and said, "You said you want to be my husband, how can you leave me halfway?" ”

Xie Nanning was much calmer, and after she finished chatting with Jiang Buwan last time, she had a premonition.

Jiang Butai looked at Xie Nanning and said, "Nanning, don't forget my entrustment. ”

Xie Nanning bowed deeply to Jiang Buwan and said, "The student will definitely live up to Mr.'s trust." ”

Jiang Buwan handed over the affairs of the school to Xie Nanning, and asked her to temporarily finish the semester's classes for her, and then left Qingshui Town forever in the same direction in the dark night.

Mu Bai turned her back and wiped the tears from her face, she asked, "Nanning, why did you say that Mr. refused to tell us her traces, I couldn't find it in the future." ”

Xie Nanning looked at the bright night sky above her head, and she said in a low voice, "Xu went to Fangwai Immortal Mountain, which ordinary people can't reach. ”

Mu Bai asked, "Nanning, what are you talking about?" ”

"Nothing."

Qingyun Sect is a well-deserved first sect in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and its mountain gate is naturally ethereal, like the Nine Heavens Xuan Palace.

On the day when Jiang was not late and Xiang Zhihan arrived, it happened that the rain had just passed and the sky was clear, and a colorful rainbow shrouded the fairy mountain, and half of the mountain was hidden in the clouds, as if living in the sky.

When Xiang Zhihan practiced alone, in order to ascend as soon as possible, he lived in the cold room every day to study and practice diligently, but now that Jiang Bu is here, he naturally can't let Jiang Bu stay in the cold cave with him.

On the way back, he passed the news to Lin Rufeng in advance, asking him to help clean up a small courtyard in Yaoguang Peak for Wanwan to live in, and the layout of the small courtyard was almost exactly the same as the small courtyard they lived in the mortal world, except that the courtyard was much larger, there was a clear spring flowing down from the top of the mountain, and a peach forest.

"Wanwan, do you think this place is to your liking?" Xiang Zhihan asked, "If you don't like it here, I'll take you elsewhere." ”

"It's good here." Jiang Butai said, "Zhihan, did you live here before?" ”

Since the lie was exposed, Jiang Butai has never called Xiang Zhihan Fujun again, and has always been referred to by his name.

Xiang Zhihan shook his head honestly and said, "I don't live here." ”

Jiang Bu asked curiously, "Where did Na Zhihan live before?" ”

"I want to see where Zhihan used to live."

Strange to say, Xiang Zhihan never felt inappropriate when he lived in the cold cave alone, but when he faced Jiang not too late, he suddenly felt that the previous cold cave was a little ashamed to see people.

For a moment, there was a touch of shame and shame in his eyes.

He was ashamed of his cold cave, ashamed that he was not in a pure Dao heart.

"Zhihan, what's wrong?" Jiang Bu paused late, and said sourly, "Could it be that where Zhihan lived before, is there any place where you can't see people?" ”

Her eyes reddened, "Shouldn't it be Jinwu Zangjiao?" ”

Xiang Zhihan denied again and again, "I Xiang Zhihan will not do this kind of strange thing." ”

He took a deep breath and confronted the mixed emotions in his heart, "It's just that the place where I lived before was cold and shy to meet people. ”

"What's this?" Jiang Butai said, "We are about to be husband and wife, how can I hate you?" ”

"Okay, I'll take you to see." After Xiang Zhihan finished speaking, he took out a warm coat and draped it on Jiang Buwan's body, "It's going to be a little cold there." ”

As he spoke, he took Jiang Butai's hand and rode a cloud with her.

Jiang Buwan pretended to be scared, hugged his waist tightly, and closed his eyes deadly.

Xiang Zhihan lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, he said, "You have to get used to it sooner and later, on this mountain, it is inevitable to take the sword and ride the clouds." ”

On the way here, Jiang Bu was already seeing several monks flying with Edgeworth.

"Woo woo, but I'm a little afraid of heights."

Xiang Zhihan heard this, stroked the back of her head, and said softly, "If you are afraid of heights, raise your head, don't look at your feet, look in front of you and around." ”

His voice was gentle, like a warm spring breeze, "You see, you can touch the clouds with your hand, it's not scary at all." ”

Jiang Bu heard the words, slowly raised his head, and carefully observed the surroundings, so that he did not look at the scenery under his feet.

She slowed down for a while, and even dared to touch the clouds on both sides, which felt a little cool.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Buwan nodded with bright eyes, and she asked a little excitedly, "Will I be able to learn the immortal method to fly in the sky in the future?" ”

Xiang Zhihan's expression darkened when he heard this, and he whispered, "No. ”

"Why?" Jiang Buchi said, "I want to learn too, can't you teach me?" ”

Xiang Zhihan was silent for a long time, and Fang said to Jiang Buchi in a heavy tone, "You don't have a spiritual root. ”

The spiritual root is the foundation and foundation of a person's cultivation of immortals, if there is no spiritual root, let you be talented, how smart you are, this door to cultivating immortals is also permanently closed to you.

Spiritual roots cannot be acquired through nurture, but are born in a random person's body, and the probability is not necessarily.

The child born of the union of two people with spiritual roots does not necessarily have spiritual roots, and two people without spiritual roots may also give birth to children with spiritual roots.

Throughout the ages, there have been many monks who have tried to master the method of growing spiritual roots the day after tomorrow, but they have not been able to do so.

"Late, late." Xiang Zhihan was afraid that Jiang would be upset, so he comforted, "Wanwan, although you can't fly, if you want to fly, you tell me, I can take you to fly at any time." ”

Jiang Buwan raised his plain white little face and smiled at him, "Zhihan, I'm fine." ”

"The fact that I can come here in my life is already a good thing that many people can't think of in their lifetime." Jiang Butai said, "I am very content. ”

Xiang Zhi's heart shuddered, and then dense pain spread along his heart.

The relationship between the two of them is like a floating cloud around them, which looks beautiful, but it blows away.