The moonlight is cold, reflected on the flat mirror-like lake, in front of the small building made of white jade, standing quietly Shui Lingyue, she is holding the Water Moon Sword, staring at the cold moon in the water, her face is also indifferent.

When the breeze passed, I saw that she was a little thinner, and under such a moonlight, she looked more and more lonely. She seemed to be caught up in a distant memory, as if she was contemplating.

At this time, a slight sound of footsteps came, and I saw a girl dressed in white, wearing a Shuiyue Palace suit, walking behind her gently, a distance of about a few feet, standing still, and said respectfully: "The palace master, the abbot of Kongjue Temple, the head of Guiyunguan Jingchenzi is visiting." ”

Hearing this, Shui Lingyue slowly retracted her gaze, as if she glanced at the lonely moon in the water again, and then said lightly: "Got it." ”

The girl in white retreated.

On the spacious main hall of the Water Moon Palace, there were Kong Ming and Jing Chenzi sitting in the guest seats, and behind the two of them stood more than a dozen white-clothed women with solemn faces, all dressed in the palace clothes of the Water Moon Palace, all with good faces and full of spirit.

Jing Chenzi took a sip of tea, then gently put down the small cup made of white jade, turned his head and glanced at Kong Ming, his eyes showed a little urgency, and saw Kong Xing smiled and nodded his head.

At the moment when the two made eye contact, Shui Lingyue's face was cold, and she slowly walked into the main hall with the Shui Yue Sword, the moonlight was like water, draped on her face and shoulders, adding a bit of beauty, like a nine-day fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

Jing Chenzi and Kong Ming looked at each other and stood up.

Without waiting for others to speak, Jing Chenzi stepped forward, waved his hand, and said, "Water Palace Master, I really had to wait until I took the liberty to visit. ”

Shui Lingyue glanced at Jing Chenzi and said indifferently, "I don't know what's going on?"

When Jing Chenzi heard this, his face was overjoyed, and he looked back at Kong Ming, who also came forward, and said: "Back in the desert, the palace master, Feng Shaoxia, and Chu Nuxia joined forces to fight Tan Wen......"

Hearing the words "Feng Shaoxia", Shui Lingyue's originally indifferent face inadvertently wiped a faint ripple, but she still did not speak, but continued to listen.

I only heard Jing Chenzi continue: "At that time, I lost the primordial god of the Demon Sect's shadow confusion. Although many years have passed here, we finally found out the hiding place of the Jiusheng Tianzun Lin Xianniang. Seeing Shui Lingyue's indifferent face, Jing Chenzi paused, and said: "Poor Dao and the abbot of Kongming have discussed, this matter is related to the safety of the Three Realms, so it is better to ask the palace master to help." ”

Shui Lingyue pondered, turned to look at the two, and said lightly, "Where is she hiding?"

When Jing Chenzi heard this, he was overjoyed, and immediately said: "Cangqing Mountain Shimen Town Falling Cloud Pavilion." He added: "We have been looking for so long, and we didn't expect that she was hiding in the most conspicuous place. ”

Shui Lingyue thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, "Hmm." ”

For such an answer, Jing Chenzi and Kong Ming obviously didn't know what Shui Lingyue would do, and wanted to ask carefully, but they hesitated.

Just when the two were in a dilemma, a sound of footsteps came, and everyone looked back to see that it was Granny Duan who walked in slowly with a purple dragon head cane, and saw a smile on her face, and said as she walked: "Shuiyue Palace can restore its former grandeur, and the strong help of the two Taoist friends is really inseparable, our three sects are one family, such a big thing, we should face it together." As he spoke, he looked at Shui Lingyue.

Shui Lingyue glanced at Granny Duan, blinked her eyes, and said lightly: "It's better to take a look first, and then make a decision." ”

Everyone was stunned for a while, but Kong Ming walked up and recited a Buddha horn and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk agrees with the palace master's idea, that Jiusheng Tianzun had an agreement with Feng Shaoxia and our three sects in advance, we still have to take a look and draw conclusions." ”

Hearing this, Jing Chenzi thought about it again and again, nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then I will wait for the news of the palace master, and I will draw conclusions depending on the specific situation." ”

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Cangqing Mountain, Jade Shoot Peak, in the sinkhole.

A woman in white closed her eyes and sat on a stone bed, and opposite her was a word wall, only to see that the word "pass" emitted a beam of brilliance, absorbing the center of her eyebrows.

In that white light, she saw an illusion: on a majestic and tall mountain, in a dense bamboo forest, the sun swayed through the branches and leaves, and under the slightly dim light of the bamboo forest, there was a bamboo shoot, arching through the earth, revealing a small sharp tip. It seems to be a new life, and it seems to have seen the light of day again.

Under the white light, the woman in white suddenly became short of breath, and she faintly felt two forces surging passionately in her body. As a last resort, she opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at the wall suspiciously, full of doubt. Seeing that she was stunned for a while, she calmed down, and then slowly walked down the stone bed, and slowly walked out of the cave, looked up at the moonlight in the sky, and stared for a moment, before walking along the path between the bamboo forests and lonely to the house in front of the peak.

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Shimen Town, the backyard of Xunxianglou, Falling Cloud Pavilion.

In the spacious and gorgeous room, there were two people sitting opposite, one was Lin Xianniang, and the other was Shui Lingyue.

The lights beside the two of them flickered and fluttered from time to time, and seemed very faint, as if they would be extinguished if they were not careful, but the two beautiful women just sat quietly, ignoring the lights.

There was a soft knock on the door, but the two of them still didn't move, and the door was gently pushed open from the outside, only to see a young man dressed as a guy in a shop walk in. His expression was very blank, and he held a tray with a teapot and two teacups on it. He walked very slowly, as if his body was very uncoordinated, and his dull gaze kept looking at a small place in front of him.

When the man entered the house, he did not greet anyone or say a word, but went straight to the table, put down the teacup in order, lifted the teapot and poured two cups of tea, and then put the teapot down, turned and walked out of the room slowly.

During the integration process, Shui Lingyue kept staring at him intently.

After he walked out of the door and turned to face the door leaf, Lin Xianniang withdrew her gaze from the door, smiled bitterly, shook her head and said, "Losing half of the Yuan Shen and being reborn can only be like this." If I want to do better, I have limited ways to do it. After speaking, he glanced at the door again, sighed, and said: "Perhaps, it would be better for him to lose all his mana, forget everything in his previous life, and be an ordinary person forever." ”

Shui Lingyue had been listening quietly, without any expression on her face.

Lin Xianniang took a deep breath, stood up, turned to the side, took two steps, turned her back to Shui Lingyue, and said, "I won't get involved in the affairs of the Three Realms again, and he is already like this, do you still want to kill them all?"

Hearing this, Shui Lingyue did not answer, but blinked, sat there and watched the lights for a while, and then slowly stood up, without looking at anyone, holding the Shui Yue Sword and slowly walked out.

Just as she was about to walk to the door of the room, she suddenly heard Lin Xianniang behind her say softly: "Losing someone forever or getting someone who doesn't remember everything, which one will you choose?"

Shui Lingyue's body shook, stopped, lowered her head and thought about it, her shoulders moved slightly, she seemed to sigh, and said softly: "I don't have a choice." After speaking, he looked up and walked out of the door, as if he hesitated again, and then heard a sound of breaking the air, and turned away.

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Shimen Town, Jiangdi Street.

After the rain, the weather clears, the air is filled with a fresh smell, and the streets are bustling with people.

In the crowd, there was an old man wearing a long shirt and three locks of beard, holding a bamboo pole, and a square flag was carried on the bamboo pole, with the words "material like a god" written on it.

The old man's white and black eyes looked at the people passing by from time to time, and suddenly saw a young man who looked like a scholar walking on the opposite side, rolled his eyes, walked forward quickly, and said with a smile: "The old man Guan Gongzi's eyebrows are shining, the heavenly pavilion is rich, he will get high school one day." After speaking, seeing that the boy was silent, he just looked at himself with a smile, and immediately said: "But the son has a dead air right now......

The boy was still silent, and kept smiling at him, Yi Dingjia was a little flustered, thought for a while, and immediately said: "Childe, why don't you write the eight characters and give a batch to the old man." ”

The boy raised his hand and asked for a pen and paper with a smile.

Yi Dingjia hurriedly took a pen and paper from his pocket and handed it over.

Childe took the brush and brushed it, swayed his wishes, and handed it to Yi Dingjia after writing, turned around and left.

Yi Dingjia turned pen and paper, and exclaimed in surprise: "Childe ......"

The boy paused when he heard the sound, turned around and smiled: "Sir, why don't you say anything else after reading it." ”

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he hurriedly lowered his head and opened the note, only to see that it was written: "One weathered three thoughts, one thought of lovesickness to the bones, two thoughts of promises can be comforted, and three thoughts of long wind and one dream." ”

Yi Dingjia took the note, looked at it for a long time, and couldn't understand it, and when he looked up to look for the son, he was already gone. The book ends