Wrapped in the aura was a white jade box with a rune paper seal affixed to it.

This rune paper is very special, and at first glance it is not ordinary. The spell fluctuation contained in it completely sealed the jade box, which made his forbidden cultivation shocked.

Retracting his mind, Yu Yu looked at the white jade box and floated in front of him, and after reaching out to hold it, while suppressing the excitement in his heart, he also glanced at Na Lu Gaojian.

Seeing Lu Gaojian nodding to himself with a smile, Yi Yu clamped his hand with the power of cultivation and carefully uncovered the rune paper.

As the rune paper was revealed, the jade box was automatically opened.

For a moment, Yan Yu only felt a trembling spirit, as if he had established some kind of special connection with the things inside him at this moment.

The blue aura emanated softly from the jade box, and when a pair of octagonal meteor darts glowing with blue light floated out, the jade box and precious rune paper used to carry it also returned to Lu Gaojian's storage bag.

The octagonal meteor dart is the same as it was back then, its surface is black and bright, and the aura is bright but soft.

Looking at the rain, there is an inexplicable feeling that touches the heart. Without any movement of their own, the pair of meteor darts flew left and right on both sides of the rain, slowly floating, and constantly wanted to stick to the spirit of the rain.

Seeing this, her jade hand stretched out, and two meteor darts flashed and landed in the palm of her hand as if teleporting.

With a grip on the palm of his hand, Yan Yu's face moved, and his eyes slowly closed.

Without using any magical powers, he established a precise connection with this treasure after grasping it. This feeling is indescribable, it is like a part of one's body, like flesh and blood, like hands and feet, like heart.

The spirit of the meteor dart also seemed to be alive, and while feeling the rain, a blue point of light gradually appeared in the rain and rain's mind.

That blue spot of light was small, faint. It seems to be hidden in this pair of meteor darts, and it seems to be a mass of life between them.

Yan Yu had seen this kind of thing before, and Ding Rong's hosta had it inside!

"Fellow Daoist, the soul of this instrument spirit was born not long ago, and it still needs to be tempered by the essence blood infant fire as nutrients, and the years are accompanied by the growth ......."

Lu Gaojian's voice sounded in his ears, and under the shock of Li Yu's heart, it seemed that something had been shaken.

"Master Lu, I don't thank you for this kindness, if you need it, Li Yu is willing to break your bones for you once!" With a swing of his clothes, Yan Yu stood up, bowed down and bowed to Lu Gaojian, tears falling from his eyes.

In this life, Li Yu also believed in the goodness of human nature. But after experiencing the ups and downs of the immortal cultivation world, he no longer wants to trust others easily. Even if a person is kind to herself, she also knows that this needs to be reciprocated, because there is no good for no reason in this world, and there is no one who does not ask for anything in return!

The monk was originally a human being, but he lost his heart on the long journey of immortals!

Yan Yu knew why, it was the immortal path that was too dangerous, and the immortal cultivator was too greedy!

His own heart also slowly disappeared on the way to the immortals. Although it has warmed up sometimes, he is unwilling to believe that the heart of others is like his own.

Kindness, affection, have nothing to do with monks. Their kindness, their feelings, are hidden in the past. Hidden before embarking on the path of immortals.

They will only show kindness and express emotions to the people they once were. Like them, I will only worry about my old friends! And the people I meet now have long lost the heart of friendship, although they are not wary of everything, but they will not choose to believe!

When he handed over the 'Dust Star Dart' to Lu Gaojian, he not only received his natal essence blood, but also left a forbidden imprint on his body. Yan Yu didn't believe Lu Gaojian, but he still chose to bet on it once! Bet that Lu Gaojian wouldn't lie to himself!

Now that she really sees the result, she can't accept it.

If the roles are reversed, and he is Lu Gaojian, will he return this magic weapon to himself? A pseudo-spirit treasure that gave birth to a machine spirit, how much it is worth, I am afraid it is no longer a spirit stone that can be measured.

This move made the rain cry. This hard-won touch also made Yu Yu sad and angry at every monk who embarked on the immortal path......

"Daoyou is serious, it is not for nothing that my Master Lu's name is so loud in the "Uniform Dust Star". 'Uniform dust' can become a magic weapon for Taoist friends, and it can be regarded as living up to the trust of Taoist friends back then......"

Stretching out his hands and helping Yan Yu up, Lu Gaojian looked at the tears on Yan Yu's cheeks, and he was also quite touched.

is also a lonely person on the long journey of immortals, although Lu Gaojian speaks freely and seems incompatible with the monks of the entire era, but he also knows that there is only profit and killing between monks and monks!

He refines magic weapons, and many times he looks at the edge of his eyes. The way of treating people is also the way of refining his magic weapon. What kind of monk she meets, and what kind of magic weapon she refines! It is not easy for a female monk to enter the stage of incarnation. But with the forbidden phantom body, it is still difficult to cover the arrogance. In the face of the unknown, dare to take risks, meet people who are free and easy, have true feelings, and are willing to play with others!

On the island, a jar of wine was placed today, and two like-minded cultivators sat opposite each other, talking about their pasts, drinking wine freely.

Yu talked about the Aoki Sect, talked about his hometown, and even talked about the feelings in 'Wangfu Mountain'. While complaining, she also talked about the reason why she was still on the path of immortality. Although it is for himself, it is more about the promises made back then. If you want to go home, your relatives still need yourself.

Lu Gaojian and Yu drank wine, chatted about their past, and talked about their lives. He didn't have such a complicated experience as the rain, and he didn't have the rain to be strong and longing for home.

He just wants to live quietly, refining magic weapons, and showing off his refining skills. But at the same time, when he mentioned his former family and blood relatives, he also showed sadness.

He understands the rain, and he understands why the rain is worried about the disciples of the Aoki Sect. Because he knew that this was the person he met before he stepped onto the immortal path, and there was no suspicion of each other, and there was no evil intention for each other. I just want each other to be good, and I just want each other to be around......

Especially in this lonely interface, on this cold fairy road, these old people will be so cherished and nostalgic!

After talking about the past, the two chatted about their understanding of cultivating immortals and their visions for the future. The wine is drunk, but there are still thousands of words.

On this day, Yu Yu was drunk, and so was Lu Gaojian. Both of them left tears, and the loneliness of not having friends for hundreds of years made the two hug each other when they talked about their love.

This is the sorrow of them as monks, and this is also the sorrow of every cultivator who embarks on the path of immortality.

When you get a repair, you can let down your guard. When you meet a friend, you can talk about your heart. This is what mortals call confidants, and this is also the immortal friend that monks look forward to!

Sunset, sunrise.

Under Lu Gaojian's reluctant send-off, Yu Yu stepped on the ancient teleportation array.

She looked at Lu Gaojian, a lonely monk who was on the same path as herself, and bowed heavily.

Seeing this, Lu Gaojian pursed his lips and said nothing, and he also bowed back heavily.

The two were speechless, but they didn't need to say anything more.

Lu Gaojian hopes that Yu Yu can stay here, whether it is to escape from the world, or to retreat and cultivate, and the two can take care of each other. Yan Yu declined, she told Lu Gaojian that although she didn't have a home of her own in this interface, she already had a family, her name was Ding Rong!

Lu Gaojian knew that he couldn't keep the rain, but he really hoped that the rain could enter the infant period and return to the home she thought about day and night.

And Yan Yu also knew that when he and Lu Gaojian said goodbye and didn't know if they would meet again, they had to leave after all.

Lu Gaojian is a friend, a friend! But Ding Rong and himself are teachers and relatives!

With the dazzling teleportation light coming from the ancient teleportation array, the figure of the rain finally disappeared.

On the island, the tranquility of the past has been restored.

When Lu Gaojian moved slowly, he sat on the bluestone, looked at the ancient teleportation formation, and lowered his head sadly.

He is a monk who cherishes his feelings, but he is also most afraid of losing them.

He and Yu Yu should only be a faint friend. The rain paid, he refined, the business ended, and they dispersed. The two shouldn't have too much intersection, but they met when they were pleasing to each other's eyes and each other had a heart that needed warmth.

At this time, his heart, which had been turned cold by the long immortal journey, had warmth. However, this warmth slowly cooled as the rain left, making him sad and lonely, with nowhere to put it.

Outside the 'Refining Weapon Mountain', Yan Yu put on a white mask again.

His face was covered, and his emotions were frozen by 'Taishang Forgetfulness'.

She knew that she was a monk, a monk who only had the realm of the Transformation Stage. I don't have the ability to control everything, or even protect the people I care about.

When I went down to Wangfu Mountain, I realized that I was powerless as a mortal. Now in the face of true friends, I instinctively feel scared.

She was afraid that she would be tied up. She was afraid that this would become an obstacle and a burden on her immortal path.

At this moment, Uncle Shi's words echoed in his ears.

"Think about the people around you now, think about your master and your fellow disciples, and cultivate this 'Taishang Forgetting Dao', and one day you will forget them. All your bonds, all your dreams, will disappear......

As long as you continue to cultivate the method of 'Forgetting the Dao', you will not be able to stop this kind of thing! When you practice this 'Forgetting the Dao', you will slowly change your mind and thoughts, and maybe one day you will completely forget all this, and even forget to cultivate immortals......

Junior, think about it, what a terrible thing this is......"

The words of the year are now echoing in his mind, and Li Yu looked down at his feet.

The monks who are prosperous and running are still there, have they ever stopped and thought about this?

"Uncle Shi, back then, you advised Yu not to cultivate 'Taishang Forgetting the Dao'. But now, Yu Yu understands that as long as he is on the path of immortals, these emotions must be abandoned. Now that he has met a true friend, he is afraid of becoming a link on his immortal path. Is this really caused by 'too much forgetfulness'?

No, this is caused by this cold immortal cultivation world. This is caused by the experience of the rain over the years. As a monk, whether it is early or late, it will eventually be ruthless.

The long road to immortals, the monk is ruthless!"