The autumn wind is bleak, and it can't blow away the ruins in the imperial city.

Walking in this dilapidated imperial city, Xu Yuxiu and Yan Xiangyu were a little silent.

Both of them looked like they were on their minds.

Xu Yuxiu deliberately slowed down, and was one position behind Yan Xiangyu, following her.

Looking at Yan Xiangyu with steady steps in front of her, Xu Yuxiu always felt that her shoulders were a little heavy, as if she was carrying some invisible heavy objects.

Just like at the beginning, when she saw Yu Xuanji's back, she had similar feelings.

Maybe as a true disciple of Taixuanmen, he has to shoulder a lot of things.

However, for Xu Yuxiu, I don't have a deep experience.

After all, she is still just an outer disciple in the Taixuan Sect.

Calling her a person who is not even an inner disciple, how can she understand the feeling of a true disciple like Yan Xiangyu shouldering a heavy burden?

"Yan"

She stopped slightly, wanting to stop Yan Xiangyu and say something, but when the words came to her mouth, she didn't know how to say it for a while, and she couldn't help swallowing it again.

Yan Xiangyu's footsteps paused slightly, noticed Xu Yuxiu's abnormality, looked back and smiled, and asked, "Little junior sister, what do you want to say?" ”

Hearing this, Xu Yuxiu groaned slightly, but still mustered up her courage, gritted her teeth and asked, "Senior Sister Yan, it really wasn't you who did it, did you?" ”

What she asked was Qingfeng's previous question.

As early as when she heard those words, Xu Yuxiu had already heard that Qingfeng was questioning that Prince Daxuan's death was related to Yan Xiangyu.

In fact, Qingfeng's words at that time were already very clear, even if he was a random person, he could hear the meaning of her words.

Xu Yuxiu didn't believe that at that time, Yan Xiangyu didn't hear about it.

And even if he heard it, Yan Xiangyu still pretended not to know, and was sloppy.

This can't help but Xu Yuxiu is also a little suspicious, whether the death of Prince Daxuan is really related to Yan Xiangyu, the true disciple of Taixuanmen.

If it was really related to Yan Xiangyu, she didn't dare to imagine what would happen after that.

To be able to ask this question, she also mustered up almost all the courage.

This time, Yan Xiangyu didn't play sloppy again, but she didn't answer positively, but smiled slightly, looked at Xu Yuxiu, and asked, "What do you think of the little junior sister?" ”

Xu Yuxiu was stunned.

I don't know how to answer.

She naturally didn't want Prince Xuan's death to be really related to Yan Xiangyu.

But it wasn't always the way she wanted it to be.

Especially when it comes to something so important.

Xu Yuxiu shook her head bitterly, neither sure nor denial, and said with difficulty: "I don't want Senior Sister Yan to do it." ”

"Hmm!"

Yan Xiangyu nodded: "Since the little junior sister doesn't want me to do such a thing, then naturally I won't do anything that makes the little junior sister unhappy." ”

"Really!"

When Xu Yuxiu heard this, she was overjoyed, and she didn't know why this happened, but she was inexplicably a little happy.

But immediately, she was a little puzzled and asked, "How did the Great Xuan Prince die?" ”

"Him!"

Yan Xiangyu almost didn't have time to think about it, so he replied: "It should be that at the beginning, the bloodline connection caused by the broken seal of the Nine Dragons Ding, with his little cultivation, naturally he couldn't withstand the power of the bloodline, so he died!" ”

Her answer seems to make sense.

Xu Yuxiu also nodded: "So that's the case!" ”

Immediately, she asked again: "Then why don't you explain it clearly to Senior Sister Qingfeng, otherwise Senior Sister Qingfeng wouldn't be so angry." ”

"Little junior sister is blaming me?"

Yan Xiangyu suddenly approached, startling Xu Yuxiu.

But this time, Xu Yuxiu didn't avoid it in a hurry, she and Yan Xiangyu looked at each other, looking at Yan Xiangyu's eyes, wanting to see something from them.

Yan Xiangyu's eyes were very bright, and the black-brown pupils were like a pool of clear water, reflecting her appearance.

In it, there was nothing to see but herself.

It's as if Yan Xiangyu only has her in her eyes at this time.

This made Xu Yuxiu's cheeks hot for a while, and she no longer dared to look at Yan Xiangyu, so she couldn't help but dodge her eyes.

"The little junior sister is still so shy!"

Yan Xiangyu said something teasingly, then moved away, turned around and continued to walk forward.

Seeing this, Xu Yuxiu also raised her heels.

While walking, Yan Xiangyu asked again: "Little junior sister, what have you gained from this trip to the Great Xuanguo?" ”

These words evoked Xu Yuxiu's memories.

This time, the time of Daxuanguo's trip is not long, but it is not short, and it is only more than a year.

This is nothing to the monks.

But in this short period of more than a year, she has been through a lot.

Not only did he succeed in breaking through the foundation, but he also transformed his spiritual roots and achieved his spiritual body, and all kinds of opportunities.

But she has also experienced many things that are involuntary and even threaten her own life.

All of this is not enough to describe in words.

Xu Yuxiu just nodded lightly and said 'um'.

At this time, the two had already walked to a hill that was still well preserved in the imperial city.

This hill is deliberately built, and there are many carved and unnatural traces on it.

got Xu Yuxiu's response, although there were not many words, just a simple 'um' sound, Yan Xiangyu still smiled.

She smiled contentedly.

"That's good."

Yan Xiangyu stood on the top of the hill, the autumn wind blowing her dress, hunting, flying to one side.

The green silk also fluttered in the direction of the wind.

Xu Yuxiu looked at her standing on the top of the mountain, her back blown by the wind, and couldn't help but feel an unspeakable loneliness.

At this time, Yan Xiangyu seemed to be standing on the top of the mountains, powerful and lonely.

Seeing this, Xu Yuxiu couldn't help but think.

Maybe this Senior Sister Yan is not as casual and chic as she usually behaves, and sometimes a little out of tune.

She is actually lonely inside.

It is precisely to hide the loneliness in her heart that she will show that appearance.

At this time, Yan Xiangyu suddenly turned around and faced Xu Yuxiu, "Little junior sister, it's a little too early to say these things to you, but while I'm still there, I still want to make it clear to you." ”

Hearing this, Xu Yuxiu came back to her senses, and looked at Yan Xiangyu with some doubts, I don't know what she meant by this?

"The matter of the Great Xuanguo is not accidental, it is bound to happen, something that cannot be done by oneself, whether it is for monks or for mortals in this life, it is involuntary, including you and me."

Yan Xiangyu ignored the doubts in Xu Yuxiu's expression, and said seriously as if she were taking care of herself.

Xu Yuxiu didn't interrupt without saying anything, and listened carefully.

"Maybe you already have doubts in your heart, why you can cultivate without a spiritual root, right?"

Xu Yuxiu nodded.

This was indeed a question in her mind.

She had long wanted to know that if she really didn't have a spiritual root, she could cultivate, and it would benefit countless sentient beings.

But if this is the case, why don't the major sects allow mortals without spiritual roots to cultivate?

Could it really be as Emperor Xuanwu said, it was the monks who forbade mortals to cultivate immortals in order to make them fearful?

Isn't that too much?

At this time, Yan Xiangyu's voice sounded again: "In ancient times, the Dao ancestors passed on the Dharma to all sentient beings, and everyone could attain the Tao of immortality, but in the end, it destroyed the entire ancient era, how sad. ”

Speaking of this, Yan Xiangyu couldn't help but sigh.

It was the first time Xu Yuxiu heard such a secret, and she couldn't help but be shocked.

Was the destruction of the ancient era because everyone could cultivate?

"It's not that our sect doesn't let mortals cultivate, but we can't let mortals cultivate!"

Yan Xiangyu's words were chiseled, "Without spiritual roots, just like duckweed without roots, even if you have the way to immortality, in the end, it is just a wedding dress for others." ”

"Only when you have a spiritual root can you return your cultivation income to yourself!"