Gu Xijin was confused, and he didn't know that Fang Junmei gave him a generous gift.

......

The mood is rarely restless, and he has no intention of cultivating, and he goes out.

"I've seen my seniors. ”

There is Xiao Xiu guarding outside the door, but it is not a person, but two snow-white cranes, who are the clansmen of the Five Elements Crane Clan of the Phantom Sea.

The long wind blows, sending a fresh sea breeze.

The place where Gu Xi is now is the Thousand Demon Sea in the Demon Beast Wasteland, that is, the place where the lightning people once lived. But the lightning people don't know where they have gone now.

In the Thousand Demon Sea, there are many demon beast races, the Five Elements Crane Clan of the Phantom Sea, not big or small, this clan is good at using the power of the Five Elements, but because they don't like fighting, they stay on their Phantom Sea Baiyun Island all year round.

......

"Has your patriarch returned?"

After Gu Xijin nodded, he asked casually.

"The patriarch has not returned. ”

A Phantom Sea Five Elements Crane said, with a pinch of fiery red feather crowns on the top of his head, and what he exuded was also the aura of Fire Yuan.

"Who said I didn't come back, didn't I come back?"

Before the words of the little crane guarding the door fell, an old man's voice had already come from the sky.

One person and two cranes, turned their heads to look, only to see in the western sky, a snow-white, but with a golden crown of cranes on its head, flapping its wings and moving calmly.

Gu Xijin smiled slightly.

Whew-

A moment later, the wind whistled.

The golden-crowned white crane landed in front of Gu Xijin's body, and had already turned into a human form.

A tall and thin old man, nearly nine feet long, dressed in white, wearing a white crane, with a white face and beard, and long blond hair, neatly groomed. With his hands on his back, he looks particularly tall, and his eyes are ethereal, revealing majesty.

"I've seen the patriarch!"

Two small cranes saluted.

The old man nodded slightly, this person was the patriarch of the Five Elements Crane Clan of the Phantom Sea.

"Brother Gu, let's go in and talk. ”

Yun Wanggui said.

Gu Xijin nodded slightly.

The two entered the room.

......

"The news you want, I've already inquired for you, in that shadowless underground palace, it seems that there is indeed an eighth-order earth-walking spirit object, but it is still uncertain, and it may have been taken away by the predecessors. ”

After entering the room and putting a ban on it, Yun Wanggui came quickly.

Gu Xijin nodded.

Yun Wanggui flipped his wrist again, took out a sign with an earthy yellow glow, handed it to him, and said: "This brand is the key to entry and exit, the old man took a lot of effort to get it, and then it depends on your own ability." Even under the demons, you can enter there, and the opponents you face will have a lot of Ancestral Skill junior and late stage monks, and there is even no shortage of Tianbutong monks. ”

"Thank you, Brother Dao!"

Gu Xi is now arching his hand, and there is a fighting spirit in his eyes.

Yun Wanggui caught the battle intent in his eyes, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said strangely: "Brother Gu, the time you and I have been together is not too short, with my understanding of you, I should not be swayed by your way of learning, and I will always make the calmest choice." ”

"What a thing!"

Gu Xijin smiled, and in his two eyes, an ambitious look appeared again, holding the sign in his hand and saying, "With this thing, I can enter the Shadowless Underground Palace." I want to first take the eighth-order earth spirit object, and then fight for the exercises, comprehend the heavenly step, and fight for a piece of heaven!"

When the words fell, I was shocked, and my eyes were glazed!

At this moment, he finally felt the change in himself.

This is indeed no ordinary him!

That's not what he said!

More arrogance, less arrogance!

More blood, less calm!

Not an ordinary him!

"Could it be that the power of faith has inexplicably exploded recently, and it has unknowingly affected my state of mind?"

After a flash of light in his eyes, Gu Xijin immediately had a guess in his heart, of course, no one could give him an answer.

If so, is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Will Fang Junmei's kindness bring about unexpected changes?

......

After advancing to the ancestral aperture, there were a lot of monks looking for further opportunities, and there were many old faces and monks among them, and they thought of going home.

White Country, Biluo Mausoleum.

Hidden deep in the mountains, it is difficult for mortals to reach.

On this day, the return of an ancestor was ushered in.

"Meet the patriarch and welcome the patriarch back. ”

The two gatekeepers bowed to the ground with extremely respectful expressions.

Standing before them was a beautiful woman,

A plain white linen hairpin skirt, no powder, although the dress is simple, but it sets off her peerless appearance, tall figure, peerless face, two eyes, like a mountain lake in autumn, giving people a sense of tranquility, deep and wise.

Two thin lips, still bloodless, revealing a sickly beauty, a long snow-white hair, half-covered by a cyan hood.

The appearance and outfit are the same as in the past, but the realm has reached the early stage of the ancestral technique.

It's the long-lost Zhu Yan Mirror!

The breath seems to have just broken through the realm, compared to Gu Xijin, Long Jinyi and others, it is a little slower, but compared to ordinary monks, it must be much faster.

The two gatekeepers have never seen Zhu Yan Cijing himself, of course, but there is a statue in the door.

......

"Get up. ”

Zhu Yan said lightly.

"Thank you, Patriarch. ”

The two stood up.

Zhu Yan didn't talk nonsense with them, and walked towards the mountain gate.

"Patriarch—"

At this moment, one of the small repairs suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he called out tremblingly.

"What else?"

Zhu Yan asked in the mirror.

The doorkeeper whispered: "This morning, a senior ancestor of another sect also came to our Biluo Mausoleum, saying that it was to pay tribute to old friends, but he has not yet come out. ”

Zhu Yan heard this, and the essence in his eyes stood up.

......

Entering the mountain gate, it is naturally a large number of juniors kneeling and shouting tsunami.

Zhu Yan didn't pay much attention to it, refused to be accompanied by the elders in the door, and first went to the valley of farewell that was dedicated to the spiritual positions of the ancestors of the past dynasties.

The valley is among the mountains, and the fog is deep.

The people enshrined in this valley of special love are all the elders of Biluoling who have not impacted the mortal realm and died in the Longmen period, and there are almost few people who come to worship in ordinary times.

Compared to the statue of the Mortal Patriarch in another valley, it is much more depressed.

Entering the valley, the smell of grass and trees is extremely strong, and the wild grass is connected to the outside of the memorial hall, sloppy and messy, revealing a desolate taste, and the thing of people taking tea and cool tea is also very common in the cultivation world.

Rustle –

Zhu Yan walked over on the grass, and his eyes had already penetrated into the hall.

There was a tall and majestic figure in the hall, looking up at one of the tablets, motionless, like an iron and stone statue.

The snow-white cloak fell to the ground in a hurry.

This person turned his back to the direction of the valley, could not see his face clearly, and his temperament was like a mountain.

Silence.

......

The man in the hall should have heard the rustling sound outside the hall, but he didn't look back, and he still didn't move.

"Liqiu loved you back then, but you didn't love him, although she died for you, but between you, there is no such deep affection at all. I know you've been here before, but there's absolutely no need for you to come back a second time, and you're not a muddy man. ”

Zhu Yan walked over and said in a very powerful voice.

It's powerful, even a certain anger.

"Long Jinyi, I guess you must have come to find the opportunity for the transformation of the Dao Heart, if you are not sincere, please don't bother Liqiu again!"

Zhu Yan's eyes are extremely sharp.

The man in the palace is actually Long Jinyi?

......

"Don't worry, I won't come again!"

The man in the hall spoke, his voice was low and majestic, and it was indeed the voice of Long Jinyi.

"There are many kinds of feelings in this world, and the feeling of guilt is also one of them, and I came to your sect this time to completely cut off this trace of guilt. ”

Long Jinyi said again.

Zhu Yan heard this, but her eyes were angry, she didn't want Long Jinyi to come again, but what Long Jinyi said so coldly made her a little difficult to accept.

Whew-

The wind whistled slightly, and Long Jinyi turned around.

is still that dark face, heavy eyebrows, and extremely tough temperament, but there are too many colors of wind and frost, as if there have been a lot of vicissitudes.

The eyes are as deep as the sea, but compared with the previous indifference and fortitude, there is obviously a little more ruthless temperament, it is not ruthlessness, but a kind of ruthlessness that sees through detachment.

Zhu Yan was slightly stunned when he looked at it, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a different and complicated color, which flashed by.

Long Jinyi stopped talking and walked in the direction of the outside of the valley.

"Enter the WTO first, and then be born!"

Zhu Yan smiled at this moment.

"Long Jinyi, in your life, when you were a mortal, you must have been a stone character, and you have not experienced any unforgettable emotions at all. In my opinion, if you plan to transform into a ruthless Dao mind, the emotional experience of the first half of your life will not be able to help you transform successfully. So—you still have a sense of guilt for Liqiu. ”

When Long Jinyi heard this, his face twitched slightly.

His footsteps paused, and then he continued on, leaving without saying a word.

......

In the valley of farewell, there was silence again.

Zhu Yan walked into the hall, looked at the spirit card that Long Jinyi was looking at, and was silent, and the scene of tens of thousands of years ago appeared in his mind.

That year, the Soul Eaters attacked.

At the same time as the monks of the major factions of the White Kingdom were dispatched, they also issued bounties to other monks and recruited an army of monks to jointly resist the Soul Eaters.

In that protracted war, many talented young people emerged.

Among the women, Zhu Yan Ci Mirror, Wind and Rain Pear Blossom are the leaders, and among the men, Long Jinyi is the most brilliant. Such a glorious man, of course, will attract the love of women, Zhu Yan Cijing's cousin Zhu Yan Liqiu is one of them, and he can't help falling in love with Long Jinyi.

In the end, Zhu Yan Liqiu blocked the fatal blow for Long Jinyi and died of serious injuries.

This is the end of the story.

......

On the night before Zhu Yan Liqiu's death, the candles in the room were flickering, and only Zhu Yan was accompanied by the mirror.

"Sister...... I know...... You also like him, but because ...... My reason, you never ....... say, now ...... I'm going to die...... You can go and like him. ”

Zhu Yan Liqiu held Zhu Yan's hand in the mirror, left the last sentence, and passed away for a long time.