Inside a restaurant in Fengxueguan.

"Let's let, let's let. Xiao Er held a wooden plate, on which was placed a large bowl of porridge, a basket of steamed buns, and a plate of dough cakes, and he flexibly walked towards the guests on the second floor with the wooden plate.

Suddenly, in the wooden plate he was holding, rice porridge, a basket of steamed buns, and a plate of dough cakes all disappeared out of thin air, and at the same time, there was an extra piece of silver on the wooden plate.

"Huh?" the restaurant's eyes widened in fright.

"Where's the porridge??," Xiao Er was a little confused, picked up the silver carefully with his right hand, and hurried to the first floor, "Uncle, uncle, look." ”

......

Meng Chuan was still sitting at the table, but a bowl of rice porridge, a basket of steamed buns, and a plate of noodles appeared in front of him.

"Breakfast is ready. Meng Chuan turned his head to look at his side, the dining table was empty, and he was the only one left.

"I have to get used to being alone. Meng Chuan lowered his head and ate as before, drinking porridge, eating steamed buns and pastries, and eating in large gulps.

Eat clean quickly.

After eating, sitting at the table, Meng Chuan also understood in his heart: "I have to cultivate, the human world and the demon world are gradually approaching, which will make the world entrance more and more." This war has not been won completely, and I have to get stronger. ”

"Only by becoming stronger and encountering danger in the future, there is no need for July to wake up and perform Phoenix Nirvana desperately. ”

"If this war is lost, it will be a catastrophe, and the hard work of countless gods and demons will be wasted. ”

'We've given too much and we have to win. ”

"I have to cultivate. ”

Meng Chuan walked into the courtyard with a demon slashing knife hanging from his waist.

Draw the knife out of its sheath.

Meng Chuan frowned and swung his knife again.

Again and again, I tried to practice tea time.

"I was so affected that I couldn't devote myself to my cultivation at all. Meng Chuan frowned and stood in the courtyard, "If you don't devote yourself wholeheartedly, don't think about improving at all." ”

Whether it is the Cloud Mist Dragon Snake Body Method, if you want to break through from the late stage of the Cave Heaven Realm to the 'Cave Heaven Consummation'. Or if you want to create the ultimate mastery 'Endless Knife', dedication is the most basic requirement.

If the mind is affected, it is always half-hearted, and there can be no progress.

"I can't control my mind. ”

"What should I do?"

Meng Chuan pondered.

Emotions, if they are relatively ordinary emotions, will be thrown away when they are thrown away, and they will even be completely forgotten soon.

But the feelings that can be truly integrated into life are peerless heroes, and they may never be forgotten. At the beginning, the True Martial King was emotionally frustrated, and he collapsed and sank for a long time. Is it because he wants to perish? No! The True Martial King also wants to cultivate and become stronger, but his emotional frustration makes him completely doubt the path of cultivation, and he can't continue along that path.

In the end, King Zhenwu did not forget it in his life, but only created a new path.

"What should I do?" Meng Chuan also pondered.

The strong sense of loneliness, as well as the longing for his wife, could not be suppressed at all.

"It's better to be blocked. ”

"The strong emotions in my heart burst out. Meng Chuan thought, "And it's a complete outbreak." ”

"After the outbreak, it may be a lot calmer. ”

Meng Chuan decided, "The most suitable way for me to explode emotions is to integrate emotions into my paintings." ”

"Starting from the wind and snow pass, I walked around the place where I and July lived for a long time, and integrated every deep memory and strong emotion into the painting. Meng Chuan thought.

So, Meng Chuan began to paint.

In the ordinary mansion of Fengxueguan, Meng Chuan painted for two days and two nights, and this is the place where Meng Chuan and his wife have lived for the longest time.

I went to Jiangzhou City again, and Jiangzhou City also has too many memories. He once lived in seclusion in an ordinary house to teach his children, and also guarded Jiangzhou City......

also went to Chu'an City, Changfeng City, Duyang City and other places, Liu Qiyue, as the guard god and demon, often changed guards, and Meng Chuan also changed his residence. For them, no matter where they live, as long as they are together, they are home.

Then go to Gushan Mansion.

"Gu Shanfu is completely deserted. "Meng Chuan came here, came to the house where the couple once lived, and the couple came here half a year ago and cleaned up here.

"At the beginning, I lived in seclusion in Gushan Mansion with July, chasing and killing the demon clan and rescuing the Quartet. Meng Chuan looked at the residence, "It was also here that I became pregnant in July and gave birth to An'er and You'er." ”

The couple stayed in Gushan Mansion for six years.

At that time, they were young and just starting to emerge, and the husband and wife joined hands in all directions.

Meng Chuan sat on a stone bench and painted, painting the days when his wife was pregnant, also painting the scene of An'er and You'er still in swaddling clothes, and the scene of the couple coaxing the child, and the scene of the husband and wife joining forces to rescue the Quartet and kill the demon clan......

......

"Beiheguan. ”

Meng Chuan came to Beiheguan, which was also deserted.

came to the couple's residence.

The couple came down from the Yuan Chu Mountain, and they came to Beihe Pass, where they fought and fought here...... The couple got married and became husband and wife.

Meng Chuan stood in the familiar abandoned mansion, vaguely saw the scene of getting married, in Zhang Yunhu, Fan Cheng, Shi Xiu, Yu Chiyan, Yang Xingwu, Mu Qing, Dean Ge Yu and many other relatives and friends watched, Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue worshiped heaven and earth and officially became husband and wife.

At the beginning, more than half of those relatives and friends died, some died on the sickbed, and some died in the fight with the demon clan.

......

"Yuan Chu Mountain. ”

After two days of painting at Beiheguan, Meng Chuan came to Yuanchu Mountain, and instead of visiting His Holiness, he returned to his cave.

"King Dongning. "The steward of the cave house has also changed, it is a female steward surnamed He, and the original steward Liu has died a long time ago when he is old.

"I'm staying here for a few days. Meng Chuan said.

"Yes. The steward immediately arranged for the servants to pack up and prepare.

Meng Chuan looked at this cave mansion, and thought of the days when he and his wife went up the mountain to cultivate, and it was also here that he and his wife agreed to go together in this life, fight on the battlefield together, fight for life and death, slay the demon clan, live with the same family, and die with the same cave.

There are fond memories of the two of them for 11 years.

Meng Chuan painted scenes after scenes, and when he painted, he occasionally smiled.

The feelings for his wife are integrated into the brush, painting scene after scene.

After painting for two days and one night, in the evening, Meng Chuan left the cave and came to the Red Blood Cliff.

"Hum. ”

Countless images of gods and demons appeared in the Red Blood Cliff.

Meng Chuan watched, countless gods and demons descended the mountain to take pictures, and saw himself and July at a glance.

At that time, he was wearing a dark blue robe, stepping on combat boots, wearing a demon slashing knife, and his robe hunted in the wind. Liu Qiyue was in a blue-red robe, the color of the robe was more bright, and he carried a bow and quiver. The two looked at each other with bright smiles.

"What happened to the image of the Red Blood Cliff?"

The Red Blood Cliff is on the main peak, and the gods and demons disciples often come to the main peak, so they naturally noticed that countless images of gods and demons appeared, and suddenly some gods and demons disciples rushed to the main peak curiously.

From afar, I could see a white-haired man standing on the Red Blood Cliff, looking at the countless images of gods and demons in mid-air.

"What's going on?"

"The image of the Red Blood Cliff, at least the elders can inspire it. Who inspired it?" Some gods and demons disciples rushed over, but when they rushed over, the image of gods and demons had long since disappeared, and Meng Chuan also left.

......

Meng Chuan returned to Dongning City, returned to Jinghu Mengfu, and returned to the original place where the two met.

Jinghu Meng Mansion, although there are a small number of servants to maintain the mansion, no one dares to move in without permission. Because this is the hometown of King Dongning and King Ningyue.

Walking in the familiar hometown, the layout is the same as in the past.

At the age of eight.

His father's good brother 'Liu Yebai' led a slightly timid little girl to Jinghu Mengfu. At that time, Meng Chuan, who thought that his mother was dead and was a little withdrawn in his crazy cultivation, also met this little girl.

So they cultivated together and grew up together.

Meng Chuan sat in the martial arts training ground, and under a big tree that he used to draw a sword to cultivate, he painted the memories of his youth.

This painting lasted three days.

From Fengxue Pass, Jiangzhou City, Chu'an City, Changfeng City, Duyang City, Gushan Mansion, Beiheguan, Yuanchu Cave Mansion, Dongning City Jinghu Mengfu ...... Meng Chuan painted from the present to his childhood in the past, all of which were painted in an extra-long scroll.

It's a long picture.

Fifteen feet and three feet, the longest picture scroll Meng Chuan has ever painted.

From the right, it is the first time that the two children met, growing up as a teenager, fighting in Xianshiyuan, the demon clan invaded Liu Qiyue's awakening bloodline, and Meng Chuan rushed to the rescue...... One picture after another, until both of them have snow-white hair, the white-haired Meng Chuan is painting, and the white-haired Liu Qiyue is smiling and watching from the side. That was before going to Yuanchu Mountain to sleep...... The scene that Meng Chuan painted for his wife.

"Boom!"

Extra-long scroll, partly rolled, partly floating.

Meng Chuan was in the martial arts training field, under the big tree, looking at the painted picture scroll, he felt a little trance.

He picked up the pen and wrote a few words on the far right - "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son".