She turned her head through the door of the temple and looked at the galaxy and sea outside the door, her bright eyes were full of expectation.

The lights in the hall were flickering, Shi Fenglian sat in front of a few cases and buried his head in reading, and Qingge sat on the threshold of the Forgotten Dust Palace, leaning on the door frame and looking up at the starry sky.

It wasn't until the red streamer crossed that the corners of her mouth curled into a beautiful arc.

Silence appeared beside her in a flash of light, reaching out and pulling her up from the threshold.

"Woke up so soon, it looks pretty good!"

"That's natural, you can go back to Jiuju in order to get the nine-song chess?"

Before the silence, the nine-song chess has the ability to destroy the ground and move the stars halfway, and you will not take it out until the last moment.

Now they have nine artifacts in their hands, and they are only missing the nine-song chess, so Qingge will treat him as returning to the ninefold in order to get this artifact.

"Taking the artifact is one thing, I put that divine stone in the Nine Immortal River, hoping to use the water of the Nine Immortal River to purify the demonic energy on the divine stone.

Anyway, it was your real body, and you can't just let it be corrupted by demonic energy. ”

After listening to Qingge, he couldn't help but feel moved by his careful behavior.

"Or are you thoughtful, the remnants of demonic energy are always a disaster, and it is better to be immersed in the river like this.

At present, the ten artifacts are already in hand, and they just need to find an opportunity to gather the power of the artifact to resurrect Youhuaijun. ”

Hearing this, Silent Silence's body trembled imperceptibly, hidden under the moonlit night, and even Qingge didn't notice it.

His gaze crossed Qingge and cast it on Shi Fenglian, who was reading the book seriously, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"This matter is not in a hurry, don't you want to accompany Feng Lian to take care of the tide of his career? After he sits firmly in the position of the head of this immortal gate, we will go back to Wuyun Mountain.

It used to be the place where you took shape, and it contained the aura of the earth, which was beneficial and harmless to the resurrection of Youhuaijun. What's more, the remnant soul in the umbrella of the deceased has not yet been raised, so let's wait a little longer.

Why? Isn't Qingge so anxious to see Youhuaijun?"

His last sentence was teasing, which made Qingge a little embarrassed.

"What are you blind, what you listen to is, when Feng Lian is in charge of this immortal road, let's leave!"

Hearing her response, Silent quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and stretched out his arm to take her into his arms.

Qingge leaned on his shoulder and looked at the night in his career. At the beginning of winter, the temperature was a little cold, but in the days around him, she experienced unprecedented warmth.

She thought that feeling would last until the end of her life.

The cold comes and the summer goes, and Jin Feiyu goes.

Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past ten years, with the help of silence, Shifeng Lian has cultivated to rise.

Under their joint management, the Immortal Cultivation Realm is becoming more and more brilliant.

After Shi Fenglian stabilized the Immortal Dao, he took out all kinds of evidence and held Su Bingde accountable in front of the hundred schools of the Immortal Gate.

On that day, the Zhuxian pillar with the cliff of regret was washed away with a rao of immortal bones and spiritual veins.

After that, as the head of the Immortal Gate, Mu Feng succeeded him as the immortal lord of the Immortal Pavilion.

Since then, there has been no Su family in this immortal road.

After a short period of achievement, the Su family ceased to exist under the calculations of the disciples in the sect.

Mu Feng's consciousness was damaged, and he forgot everything after he woke up. He only vaguely remembered a fiery figure in his mind, but he never remembered the woman's appearance.

Although he doesn't remember the wind ripples in the world, he will always blurt out 'wind ripples' inadvertently.

Mo Li's annual career will come, although it is always a smiling face, but Qingge knows that whenever she faces the mound of the world on the back mountain, she will sobble softly.

She vividly remembers the first time they met.

Every year, she would go to the sugar painting stall in Lintao and ask the stall owner to make two sugar paintings. Then he took a bite and looked at the place where he had stood.

It's just that the moon-white figure that was noisy with her will never appear in her sight again

The three children adopted by Mo Qing are also getting better and better, and when their identities are known, they are also questioned by others.

Maybe they have the support of Moli, or maybe they always remember the meaning of their names, but they never pay attention to them.

When the peach blossom crossing was full of flowers again, the Fu family no longer cultivated immortals and quit the immortal gate.

Fu Kongrin guarded the Peach Blossom Crossing, guarded Yang Rin, and stationed in the Peach Blossom Crossing, giving the homeless a place to stay.

When he saw the flowers blooming, he also wrote a letter inviting him to watch it.

In the past ten years, Feng Qingyi has traveled back and forth countless times.

Every year when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, he will come to the news, and the peach blossoms in the martial arts arena of the Dusk Immortal Sky Cloud City are blooming more and more beautifully. Ask her when she will go back to make peach blossom drunk, and when she will go back to have a drink with him.

Empress's song would reply to him every time, soon, soon! However, he never fulfilled it.

The world's wind ripples are becoming more and more dull, in addition to reading books carefully every day, it is to deal with the affairs of the fairy gate, or to travel around.

Perhaps he always remembered those words that had been silent.

They are not dead, they are just existing in this world in another way. One day, when the flowers are full of flowers, they will meet again. ’

She thought that what he had been searching for all day long was his brother, who had existed in the world in some unknown way.

Since then, the entire Immortal Dao has been getting on the right track.

The Wenling family, the Lincang Feng family, the Suixi Mo family, and the Pingliang Mu family, she believes that with their four major families leading the Immortal Dao, the tragedy of Yang Rin will not be staged again, and she can return to Wuyun Mountain with peace of mind.

Standing at the foot of the mountain of the tide career, looking at the empress with a little wrinkles on his face, Shi Fenglian's heart was full of self-blame.

"Uncle Shi doesn't think about staying in the tide career, the disciple can do his filial piety for you!"

Qingge held the silent hand and said with a smile: "I have been in this immortal path for too long, and I am tired of experiencing so many things in my past and present lives. ”

Although the world wind ripples a calm and cold color in front of people, in private, what is hidden in the bottom of his heart is still the soft young man at the beginning.

The corners of his eyes were a little moist, and his voice choked.

"Where is Uncle Shi going? ”

"No, there is silence, so you don't have to worry about Wind Ripples.

If one day I am gone. Feng Lian doesn't need to look for me, just put a peach blossom in the star garden, no matter how many lives I reincarnate, I will follow the peach blossom to meet you again. ”

Shi Fenglian only felt that something was blocked in his throat, which made his entire chest extremely uncomfortable.

The sourness in his eyes did not overflow his eyes despite his efforts to endure it.

He saluted with both hands and bowed deeply.

"Disciple Fenglian, farewell uncle!"

Qingge saluted him in return, then turned his head to look at the silence beside him, and chuckled at him.

"Let's go!"

Silence nodded in response, holding her emaciated hand in one hand and wrapping her arm around her shoulder. Step by step, he stepped onto the stone bridge at the foot of the mountain and left his tide career.

This farewell is forever.

Maybe it's never again, maybe it's a reunion in another way in the red dust.

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