The viscous sea of vitality slowly receded, the soul returned to the shell, and Wei XVII woke up from the darkness, like a new life, stunned. He got up, standing in the cold stone room with a red stripe, the breeze blowing through his skin, the true yuan in his body surging, the past, as if it was a spring dream, the demon pill, the Dharma body, the supernatural power, it was the sand in his hand, and there was no trace of it.

On second thought, if you never got it, how can you lose it?

Pushing open the stone door, Qingming stood in front of him with a smile, pointed to the stack of robes at his feet, looked him up and down, and praised: "The figure is really good, no wonder Yu Yao is such an arrogant person, and he is willing to follow you......" He glanced between his legs intentionally or unintentionally, with a very strange expression.

Wei Qiqi smiled, put on his robe, followed him, and walked out of the Qingming Pavilion and returned to Lang Lang Bai under the sun.

In the outside world, time is running out, the winter snow is beginning to melt, the new shoots are spitting green, and the peaks and peaks reveal a little vitality, indicating that a new round of prosperity and decline is staged again.

Wei Qiqi inhaled the cold air and said, "How much time can Wei Yunya fight for when he throws himself into the demon refining pool?"

Qingming flattened his mouth and said: "Thirty or fifty years, or three or five years, who can say clearly." This world is rotten to the roots......"

"Is there no way to save it?"

"There's still a glimmer of life, it's up to the master—" Qingming poked his finger in the chest, "and it's up to you." ”

Wei Qiqi didn't pretend to be confused, he was one of the few people in the know, there were some things that didn't need to be said thoroughly, and he also knew the role he should play at this moment. That is silence.

Qingming stood on tiptoe and patted him on the shoulder laboriously, and said meaningfully: "Don't forget your experience of cultivating in the Void Field, everything that happened in the past can be repeated, as long as you want." ”

Wei Qiqi understood what he meant. Qingming tried his best to send him into the wilderness of vanity, just to show him the way in the thousands of wrong paths.

From that day on, there was one more walker on the Flowstone Peak, who walked alone among the peaks and valleys, walking and stopping, stopping and walking, sometimes looking up at the sky and the clouds, the stars and the moon, sometimes lying in the dust, convulsing in pain, sweating like pulp, and more often, he just walked step by step.

The sun and the moon turn, the cold comes and the summer comes, his footprints have traveled all over the three caves and four valleys, one grass and one tree, becoming a different scenery of Liushi Peak.

At the beginning, only Yu Yao was by his side, following his footsteps, working tirelessly to deliver water and food to him, talking to him, watching him gobble up, and wiping away sweat and dust for him. Half a year later, Chu Ge stood on the top of the Chishui Cliff, staring at Wei Seventeen's staggering figure, outlining his footprints in his mind.

He walked down the Chishui Cliff, without a glance, and accompanied Wei Qiqi for three days and three nights.

After that, it was Du Mo of the Poison Sword Sect who couldn't hold back, he followed Wei Qiqi for half a month, faintly aware of something, but he couldn't be very sure.

Du Mo is followed by Kou Yucheng, after Kou Yucheng is Liu Que, after Liu Que is Shi Chuandeng, and after Shi Chuanlan is Cai Ke...... Follow Wei 17 on ten days and a half months, if there is a loss, if there is a gain, it has gradually become a fashion, Kunlun is a second-generation disciple with a head and a face, no one is exempt from vulgarity, but the only ones who can detect the changes in his body are Chu and Du.

The days passed day by day, starting from the big vertebral acupoint to the end of the big vertebral acupoint, Wei Qiqi spent three whole years, going around and around, and finally returned to the original place.

He fell to his knees on the cliff, motionless, like a clay sculpture of wood.

The clear sky was dim, the wind and clouds changed color, and it rained heavily for seven days and seven nights in a row, Wei Qiqi opened his arms, looked up to the sky and roared silently, a giant snake rushed out of his body, coiled Huan Xiaohan, looked at the world, and alarmed the demon tower, the talisman on the body of the tower was all lit up, the water cloud magic array was fully opened, and the demonic spirit rose to the sky.

At that moment, Ziyang Daoren and Sun Ting walked out of the Town Demon Tower, Mo Anchuan, Ding Yuan, Xu Yong, and Situ Kong walked out of the boundless view, Pu Tianwei, Tong Lu, Shi Pingfu, Qin Zijie, Pu Weisheng, Zhang Chongyang, and Yun Ji walked out of Chishui Cliff, Shi Tiezhong, Qu Hong, Ximending, and Shao Kangzi walked out of the Poisonous Spider Valley, Zhang Chonghua walked out of the Suihan Valley, Lu Ping and Lu Kekun walked out of the Cold Spring Cave, and all eyes were on Wei Seventeen in the rainstorm.

Under the Demon Tower, Yue Shuo and Ruan Qing were in front of the grass house of the Sun Cliff, Ruan Qing was in Wentang Valley, Wei Yunya and Guo Kui were in Jietianling, Li Wei was in Zawang Peak, Zheng Shakuba was in Cliff Peak, Liu Yunxiao was in Chixia Valley, and Guo Yuan was in Qianren Peak.

Yu Yao stood on the boundless plank road, her hands clutching the railing, her knuckles white, letting the rain whip her body, her eyes not taking her eyes off and not leaving an inch.

Dan Cheng cried in the sky, and the snake pan was frightened.

The giant snake shook its head and tail, turned around and plunged into his body, and Wei XVII fell to the ground in a slump, unconscious.

The rainstorm gradually stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the sunlight shone on the flowstone peak, Qingming picked up Wei Qiqi and put it on the back of the Chongming Bird, and with a whistle, the Chongming Bird flapped a pair of meat wings and sent him to the Boundless View.

Yu Yao was soaked and trembling, she hugged Wei Qiqi tightly in her arms, tears flashed in her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Thank you." ”

The heavy bird fluttered its wings and flew away, muttering in her heart, I don't know why she was crying.