An autumn and a winter white silk, thousands of miles to guard the swallow back,

Sweep away the endless ash that has collapsed, and the cold and warm brocade pillows are only gentlemen.

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Su Guoshu went to the top of the mountain, Song Pingcun, who returned from the peach forest, sat quietly, never able to communicate with the ancestor of the same name again, remembered the last encounter, returned to the woods, touched the big tree and entered the family tree.

This time, he easily got in touch with the ancestor of the same name.

"You're very good, but you're still not meticulous enough to handle things, but you're very lucky, those three boys should be fine, and they can be of great use in the future."

"Ancestor, aren't you going to explain?"

"Explain what?"

"There's so much to explain."

"Too much curiosity won't do you any good."

"You obviously know the correct cultivation method, you should have told me at least the last time!" Song Pingcun was speechless, this answer was not much different from Liu Yiyi, Mu Ling, and Hua Ling's usual feelings.

"Any idea why you can't communicate with me outside?"

"I don't know"

"Because there is no protection, and the best protection is in the genealogy. I can't be found yet. ”

"Then you still have a shot in the peach forest."

"At most, the little fox is discovered, and even if it is discovered, there is no great danger." Old Ancestor's tone was very flat.

"Ancestor, are you hiding from something?"

"I've told you everything, it's not good for you to know too much. Although Blue Star has protection, this protection also depends on who it is, and some people can ignore the existence of these protections. ”

The first ancestor and the queen talked for a long time, and what Song Pingcun could know was almost the same as the original, but he was sure that the ancestor really could not appear at any time. And Liu Yiyi, Hua Ling, Mu Ling, including Wen Wuxian, Shi Jingjiao, and even sixteen people, all of whom were once counted by the ancestor.

If it weren't for Liu Yiyi bringing back the news that Song Er was in the Northern Continent and the Holy Maiden, he would definitely be extremely shocked, but with the Holy Maiden in front of him, he only sighed slightly, how much else was left on this blue star that he didn't know.

The method of cultivation, the previous low-level problem Ancestor still didn't indicate, but in the scene of compressing the cultivation realm of those dozens of people, he saw it from the beginning to the end, and his divine soul was moved aside by the Ancestor, and he watched the Ancestor exert his might.

Jishan Heart Sutra was created by himself, but in the play of the ancestor completely exceeded his imagination, if he could understand these earlier, where would he need to go to the open sea, what beast soul pill, soul spirit pill.

However, for the current Xiuzhen Hall, the ancestor did not answer him a word.

After withdrawing from the family tree, Song Pingcun sent a message to Liu Yiyi and asked her to come to the top of the mountain to see him.

"When did the Ancestor go in?" Song Pingcun asked very directly, pointing to his head.

Liu Yiyi returned from the peach forest first, and she was a little apprehensive, not knowing what would happen next. was called to the top of the mountain by Song Pingcun today, and she knew that she was going to face it, but she still didn't know how to answer Song Pingcun's question.

After seeing Liu Yiyi stunned, she immediately knelt down and lowered her head, knowing that it would be useless to ask again. had to change one direction: "You are not native to Blue Star, I guessed this a long time ago." Where are you from? Or where are you from? ”

Liu Yiyi still shook her head, if she could say this question, she would have said it a long time ago.

"Then you can always tell me the purpose of your coming to Blue Star!" Song Pingcun was helpless. If it wasn't his Song Ancestor, he might have to find a way to do something a long time ago.

But as soon as the words came out, he felt that his brain was like being beaten, a pain from the inside out, the time was very short, and it seemed that his "curiosity" made the ancestor unhappy.

Without waiting for Liu Yiyi to answer, Song Pingcun himself said first, "Forget it, I won't ask you, it's useless to ask." ”

Liu Yiyi came down from Shushan with tears in her eyes, and the son, who was originally "obedient" to herself, seemed to have a trace of displeasure with herself, but she had nothing to do, which was completely different from what she had imagined when she first came to Lanxing. During the trip to the Peach Forest, it was certain that the Emperor's will had awakened, but he did not take over Song Pingcun's body as the Emperor said when he claimed his self-styled memory. Instead, he became invisible again, and this stealth was completely different from the previous self-style.

That's why Mu Ling said that he felt that the son was domineering, and it seemed that even if the Emperor's will was hidden, it still unconsciously affected the current Song Pingcun.

She didn't know why the Emperor of Heaven didn't let Song Pingcun know the correct cultivation method and fly into the God Realm, which could be completely ignored in less than a hundred years, and Song Pingcun could grow up to become a great emperor in 80,000 years. She had never doubted that, but now she wasn't sure what else she could do next. She didn't even know that her character had been tampered with by the Emperor of Heaven.

Now Liu Yiyi is very confused.

However, it was not only her who was confused, but also Song Er, who woke up in the abandoned land. It's still the same realm, and it's still the same as sitting cross-legged in the cabin of the Hirakaze.

He had already felt the change in his surroundings, but he was reluctant to open his eyes.

For the first time in a thousand years, tears appeared in his eyes, one drop at a time, wetting his chest.

"Childe, Childe, wake up, wake up!" Feng Tian's words reached his ears, and Song Er had to open his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, the bodies of several crew members on the Pingfeng were scattered with the wind, but the rest of them all watched calmly. The scattered figures seem to have been weathered for thousands of years, turning into fine powder, but it clearly makes them feel that the emotions of the powder are happy.

"Brother, go back!" He has always stood aside, and the dream of this thousand years is not only Song Er, but all the people on the Pingfeng have experienced it. The fog behind the Hiraze seemed to be faint enough to see the ocean clearly, and their ship had been on the edge of the fog all along, not going deep at all.

Song Er clenched his palm tightly, and there was a chaotic-colored bead in his palm, cold and inconspicuous, but he knew how heavy this bead was. This is the core of the entire Forsaken Land, to be precise, this Forsaken Land is a fantasy space that he can enter and come out at any time.

Even, if he wanted to, this forsaken place could be immediately gathered into this bead.

This bead was given to him by his younger sister Yan'er before she died.

On that day, the master talked about his sister's feelings for him, and after thinking about it all night, he still rejected the master, showing his determination to devote himself to the Tao.

The next day, the younger sister left the master with this bead, and he was beaten by the master again with the bamboo board, he knew that this was the first time he made a mistake in the master's door, the younger sister was worried that the master was too heavy, so she found this bamboo board to replace the thorn strip in the master's hand. For more than ten years, my sister has been treating him like a brother, and I love him like my heart, and under remorse, I began to go out to find my sister.

This search is nearly a thousand years, a thousand years of time he has traveled to all corners of the Blue Star, as long as there is a little news, he went straight away, along the way to see too much, but also went to the sect where the boiling is located, but the boiling did not stop him, in this thousand years of searching, the realm is growing day by day, no one taught him, no one gave him a systematic method of cultivating immortals, until his realm crossed the distraction, combined to reach the tribulation, helpless to return to the sect. The master has passed away, and the two courtyards are empty, and he looks up to the sky and yells, but he has no power to return to the sky.

After sitting for a few days, his consciousness became more and more chaotic, and he was on the verge of going mad, and no one in the Immortal Sect could get close to this proud son of heaven who had not returned for a thousand years.

It wasn't until an old woman came to the courtyard with a cane and said "senior brother" that he sobered up.

Although he was already an old dragon clock, he was too familiar with the old woman's soul imprint.

The junior sister who has been looking for thousands of years has actually been in Feng Tian's house all along, but it is the closest distance. It was also Feng Tian who told her the origin of his senior brother, although it sounded ridiculous. It was also she who used her own cultivation to help Feng Tian re-cultivate after his wife's death, but she prevented Feng Tian from telling the senior brother who had the title of Chaos Tianjiao in Lanxing, so he let him keep wandering outside and his cultivation to grow. She didn't want to be a burden to him, she wanted him to do what he wanted.

It's a pity that when Song Er returned, Yan'er had already run out of oil, and the two crew members of the Pingfeng from the sect came to inform Feng Tian, and Feng Tian brought Yan'er here.

After listening to Feng Tian's narration, Song Er knelt down in front of his junior sister, although his memory was only more than ten years spent with his junior sister, but the memory of day by day could not wash away his remorse. This thousand-year-old corpse doppelganger finally has all the emotions that belong to "people". "Senior sister, I have the ability, I can renew your life."

Yan'er pulled up her senior brother and looked up at him.

"Senior brother, I heard from the people in the sect that you are already at the peak of the tribulation. is about to fly to the fairy world, Yan'er can't go, so I won't accompany you, in this life, Yan'er is enough to have you by her side. Senior brother said, how long does Yan'er want to be by her brother's side, senior brother is here, senior brother, you did it. Because, Yan'er is really tired. An old woman stood in front of Song Er and said this, but no one thought it was hypocritical.

Behind him, Feng Tian and the people of the One Immortal Sect were all silent, unable to accuse Song Er, didn't many of them do the same!

Yan'er trembled and took out a chaos-colored bead from her arms and handed it to Song Er, "Senior brother, when you were on the top of the mountain, you were hit on the head by this bead and fainted. You have always wanted to know the situation at the top of the mountain back then, the junior sister has hidden it from you for thousands of years, it was the junior sister who cared too much about the senior brother back then, I'm sorry, senior brother. My sister has kept it for you for a thousand years, and it's time to return it to you. ”

The moment Song Er took the beads, Yan'er closed her eyes in front of her and fell directly into his arms, with a happy and satisfied smile on her face.

The Chaos Bead fell directly to the ground, and Song Er's tears also wet the face of the old lady in her arms, and nothing could be changed.

Song Er, who looked up to the sky and yelled again, felt a heart-rending pain, even if his realm was high, but the junior sister who loved him the most was gone. When he opened his mouth, he scolded angrily at the sky: "What is the cultivation of immortals? ”

I don't know if it's because Song Er's emotions make God angry, or the realm can no longer be suppressed, the thunderclouds in the sky are rolling, like heavenly punishment, and thinking that his opportunity to cross the catastrophe has arrived, everyone retreats in horror.

Song Er remembered something at this time, and hurriedly grabbed the bead, the way home was exactly the same as when he went, he wanted to take his junior sister back, and not to fly to the immortal realm in this abandoned place.

In the astonished gaze of everyone around, the Chaos Bead slammed into the top of Song Er's own head.