On the shores of Red Maple Lake.

Wang Ruoli stood on the shore of this once familiar aquatic weed, staring at the water of Hongfeng Lake, his thoughts were like a tide, and he was full of emotion.

Once, on the shore of this lake, he sat idly and played in the water, attracting the assassination of several assassins, and finally fortunately Yu Lao came to the rescue.

Once, on the shore of this lake, I got the demon red maple leaf, and since then I have opened a different life experience.

Once, on the shore of this lake, I often went boating with a few friends on the lake, and also had a barbecue party on the island in the middle of the lake.

However, the world has changed, and the small island in the middle of the lake called Yuanni is long gone, and those friends who intersected in the past are gradually dispersed as they walk. Ye Qiushui disappeared suddenly, and there was no more news; Ruan Jinglun died of sorrow for himself; Mi Fei went back to the Qin Dynasty and became the son of the Mizhi Kingdom. The little friends who can still be seen now are actually the only ones left in Huang Jinyu.

But this time I saw Huang Jinyu again, but I didn't have the feeling of heart-to-heart when I was young, perhaps, as I grew older and my experience increased, I no longer had the simple thoughts of the year. Recalling the friendship when he was young, Wang Ruoli missed Ruan Jinglun more and more. In his life, how many close friends can he meet who treat him sincerely? Wang Ruoli has no bottom in his heart, and he doesn't want to know, but the guilt of Ruan Jinglun's death is increasing day by day.

Wang Ruoli's heart rose up with a burst of sorrow, people's growth, people's experience, inevitably need to face all kinds of life and death, after all, he is still a worldly person, unable to get rid of the seven emotions and six desires, unable to be as clear as water, will be sad for a good death, will be resentful for the deprivation of family affection.

The world is full of living beings, and they are just a drop in the ocean.

I don't know the end of cultivation, can those powerful people control life and death, and reshape reincarnation? How much I hope that I can resurrect all those people I care about, and go through all those happy things, perhaps, I don't have any grand aspirations, I just want to simply accept happiness and live a happy life.

Wang Ruoli thought about it a lot, thinking of the woman in a white dress who was like a fairy descending to earth that year, Mu Yunyan's beauty was unforgettable, and he had a trace of extravagant hope in his heart after all, maybe he had an indescribable affection for Mu Yunyan at that time, perhaps, the times of men and women will leave an indelible special mark in their hearts.

The hundred-year covenant set at that time, although I later felt too impulsive, after all, the height of Mu Yunyan's cultivation realm is really unattainable, but now that I think about it, there is no lack of confidence, with my current cultivation to enter the realm, I have full hope to challenge the heavenly tribulation and impact the Nirvana realm before I am 100 years old. However, even if you break through Nirvana, it is still difficult to compare with Mu Yunyan, and there is still a long way to go in the future, waiting for yourself to move forward and explore yourself.

Along the way, as I saw more and experienced more, the more I felt that I was small, and the mortal world was so big that it was all-encompassing and difficult

to imagine. The road is long, and I will uphold a long and searching heart, and more firmly shuttle through the mortal world and step into the unknown.

Thinking of his father, thinking of Jinglun, and thinking of the name that he has been deliberately avoiding since he came back, Xiaomu. The guilt for her in my heart was very deep, so deep that I had not mustered up the courage to go to the mountain forest where she had fallen, afraid that the bitter scene of her falling that day would resurface in my mind.

I will never forget the girl who covered her eyes with her hands and was coquettish and agile on the shore of this Red Maple Lake; I will never forget the girl who analyzed the Tao in Jingxiang School Palace, on the white cherry blossom slope, under the cherry blossom trees; I will never forget the empathetic girl who came to comfort me after the death of Shi Niu; I will never forget the girl who sent her farewell when I was on the eve of the three dynasties; I will never forget the girl who has been helping her father and is more competent than herself in the Jingyang Wang family。

Wouldn't it be great if everything could go back to the way it was before, and the Iraqi people were still there?

Unfortunately, the most uncomfortable thing in the world is that there is no if.

went around and around, and when I returned to this red maple lake again, everything I was once familiar with seemed to be gone, which made people feel depressed and fell into a haze. Suddenly, there was a feeling of going back to the beginning and starting anew, as if life had been reborn at this moment.

Quietly let go of the obsession of coming back, and calmly come back to the state of mind, from now on, there will be no Li weak, my Wang Ruoli is just Wang Ruoli of the Jingyang Wang family, and this life will not change.

The road ahead is still far away, father, Xiaomu, Jinglun, if you leave and walk on the blood-soaked road of conquest, I will come to visit you again in the future.

It is true that Hui is a feeling, a kind of expectation, a kind of belief, and a kind of never-ending heart-to-heart thoughts.

The silent red maple space, at this moment, with this back of thought, drives, bonds, blends, overflows with strong feelings, and permeates a different kind of brilliance. The word "back" pries the heart, and it completely fits in one place, as if the red maple space has been waiting for Wang Ruoli's return this time, waiting for Wang Ruoli to find his "return".

The red stone wall in the red maple space shook violently, the light was intertwined, and the red words lingering above were also flowing, becoming manic and vigorous, and the heavy and dead air that had been completely alive since the last time the maple was opened was finally swept away.

On the stone wall, the fifth crack shook violently, sucking the swirling words, and the emotion of returning finally rose to the extreme, at this moment, it burst open, opened a hidden stone door, revealing a trace of red shimmer, with the words pouring confluence in the space, slowly, gradually, piled up into three big red characters "Hui Feng Shu".

The return of returning to the maple is a reply, a remedy, a return, and a restoration.

The moment Hui Feng ran and broke the door, Wang Ruoli suddenly felt that his mind flickered, and there was a novelty, and the breath of aging in his body seemed to gradually dissipate, nourishing vitality between the sublimation of the spiritual power around his body.

Wang Ruo moved slightly, swept to the edge of the lake, looked at the reflection of the water surface, and saw that the old man in the water, who was originally as white as snow, had white hair that became a little gray, and there was a lot of black in the middle of the white, which was very abrupt.

Seeing this, Wang Ruoli smiled at the corner of his mouth, and a little joy flashed in his heart, could it be that this is the Huifeng technique?

Sure enough, since the red maple space has extraction vitality, then it will have regain vitality, and when it is complete, it should be a continuous cycle of the overall space.

With the successful acquisition of the fourth Red Maple Technique today, what kind of Red Maple Technique would be for the third crack in the Red Maple space, the highest and largest crack in the middle? If you are lucky enough to open all the Red Maple Technique, I wonder if there will be some kind of qualitative change, or will there be any unexpected changes?

Wang Ruoli looked at the water of the red maple lake in front of him, which was as level as a mirror, and at this moment, his mood was completely different.

A once handsome young man, all of a sudden, his voice and appearance were ruined overnight, no matter how tenacious his heart is, it is impossible to achieve no change. Even because of the sound and appearance problems, Wang Ruoli used to go off the rails, and he used to be jealous. However, everything was completely wiped out with the peace of mind at this moment, and Wang Ruoli's face under the mask showed a comfortable smile that had long disappeared for many years.

Perhaps, this knot that has been accumulated for many years has finally been untied.

On the grassy path by the lake, the red dress walked lightly.

"Why are you still watching the lake?" said Hongsheng softly as she approached.

"Hongshang, you're here......" Wang Ruoli was in a comfortable mood, turned around, and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Hongshang looked surprised, her figure flashed, she grabbed Wang Ruoli's hands, looked Wang Ruoli up and down, and couldn't help but be happy: "You...... Your voice...... And your head ......."

Although Wang Ruoli was wearing a black copper mask, the joy on his face had already been revealed, and Zhou's body was full of a refreshing spirit of happy events.

Wang Ruoli gently took the jade hand of the red robe, hugged her into his arms, and hugged her tightly, at this time, he just wanted to share the joy in his heart with her.

Hongshang let Wang Ruoli hold it firmly, the corners of his mouth rose, he hugged Wang Ruoli with both hands, and his face was blushing against Wang Ruoli's chest, but he couldn't hide his joy.

On the shore of the red maple lake, soaked in red maple, it was the color of blood not long ago, and now it has turned into a fiery red color, setting off the joy of the two people on the lakeside.

In the reflection in the water, a man and a woman hugged each other tightly and did not separate for a long time.