Willow Town Fifteenth, June. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wang's house, inside the wing.

Shen Yan sat in front of the dresser, facing the bronze mirror. The image in the bronze mirror is not very clear. Liruo stood behind Shen Yan, holding a bamboo comb in her hand, and was helping Shen Yan comb her hair.

"Senior Sister Shen Yan, Senior Brother Amu's body has been fine recently!" Li Ruo combed her hair and asked.

"Well, it's okay!" Shen Yan smiled faintly, "I've been in a coma for more than half a year, and I've been raising for more than half a year, and the last two or three months have been pretty good." Otherwise, he would not have been able to leave the water and go fishing in Shansheng Lake. ”

Liruo sighed softly, and then the comb in her hand paused slightly. At this time, there were only the two of them, and they didn't have too many scruples when they spoke.

"Senior Sister Shen Yan, Senior Brother Amu, does he show any signs of recovery?"

Shen Yan shook his head gently.

"Actually, Amu is already a completely mortal!" Shen Yan smiled bitterly, "You and Lishui, can you still find a trace of monk's aura in him?"

Riruo frowned and said nothing. Because, in the past fifteen years, she and Lishui really couldn't see the slightest hint of immortal meaning on Amu's body. Today's Amu is both strange and familiar to them.

"Not only for mortals, Amu's body is not even as good as ordinary mortals!" Shen Yan shook his head, "The last time he fainted, I was worried that he would never wake up again. Don't forget, he actually got typhoid fever last month. ”

"That's a disease that even a child would never have. Riruo sighed.

"Yes!" Shen Yan nodded, "So, what Amu has lost is not only his memory and cultivation, but he also has no immortal bone demon body that his master painstakingly drew back then." Now, he is mortal. ”

"What did Senior Wang Jue say?" asked Liruo.

"Master, I haven't said anything. Shen Yan said, "The last thing he said about Amu Xianfan was what he said on the day he got married-everything that comes from the mortal world will go to the mortal world." Since then, Master seems to have forgotten that we were helping Amudu and was bent on recuperating for the rest of his life. ”

Liruo raised her eyebrows, and she couldn't understand that sentence.

"Perhaps, Master is trying to tell us to let go of the so-called mortal tribulation. After all, any immortal was once mortal. Only by truly integrating into the mortal can we dissolve everything!" Shen Yan said.

Riruo nodded.

I have to say that although they have been acting like a mortal for fifteen years, they have always had an immortal heart.

"Fan, Fan!" Riruo muttered to herself. At this time, she had already helped Shen Yan comb her hair.

"Senior Sister Shen Yan, I think you and Senior Brother Amu should have a child!"

However, this sentence made Shen Yan's face red.

"Liruo!" Shen Yan smiled bitterly, "Don't forget, I'm an immortal body, and Amu is now a mortal body." Although I became close to him, we are immortal, and it is impossible for us to have children. ”

"No!" Li Ruo seemed to think of something, and said seriously, "Senior Sister Shen Yan, you listen to me." I suddenly want to live, grow old, sick and die, and raise my own children, which is normal for mortals. What Wang Jue's predecessors did was to be dedicated to everything, which was nothing more than to let Amu taste the taste of nurturing relatives. And without the sorrows of children, the mortal life does not seem to be perfect. ”

"Oh?" Shen Yan frowned and thought for a moment, "Pear Ruo you are right!"

At this time, Shen Yan took the comb from Liruo's hand. On the comb, two green silks are being wound, one of which is Shen Yan's, and the other belongs to Amu.

Shen Yan chuckled, took off the two strands of hair casually, and muttered to himself.

"Well, in that case, then give two lives to Liuzhen, and then let it grow, and see what kind of cause and effect can be produced, and those mortal causes can be transformed. ”

Riruo nodded.

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In the sixteenth year of Liuzhen, on March 15, the flowers bloomed in spring.

Two bursts of crying broke the silence of the early morning in Liuzhen. Shen Yan gave birth to a pair of children for Amu. The whole Liuzhen celebrated happily.

That was the only twin in Liuzhen for many years.

That night, the royal family held a banquet, and the king was overjoyed. This old man, who is quite magical to Liu Zhen, indulges in drinking and does not get drunk.

Under the candlelight, Wang Jue looked drooping and old, really like a mortal.

That night, Lishui and Liruo had a feeling like falling into a dream.

Is this really Tianzhou Liuzhen? Is it really the Demon Lang of the Sea? And is he really still an immortal? Is Amu really in the mortal tribulation?

Or is everything really irreversible, and the so-called mortal calamity is just a dream. Amu will not become an immortal at all. Every day in Liuzhen is Amu's last years.

The real and the false, the dream and the reality seem to begin to blend at that moment, and it is completely indistinguishable.

Seventeen years of Liuzhen, winter moon.

On this day, the goose feathers snowed heavily, and the sky dispersed. Above Liuzhen, almost every family is closed.

Inside the Wang's wing.

There were three braziers in the house, and Amu made the house quite tight. The room is warm and dry, and there is no cold at all.

On the earthen kang, there was a fat boy lying in the bed, pouting and sleepy. Between the eyebrows and eyes, it is the same as Amu. The other girl, wearing a red belly pocket, jumped on the kang.

One moment fell into Shen Yan's arms, and the other time rubbed on Amu's face. She teased Amu and Shen Yan, laughing heartily.

Amu's eyes are full of fatherly love. Amu picked up his daughter and held her high. And the girl was not afraid at all, kicking her calves and giggling.

"Dad, mother!" the milk voice was milky, quite annoying.

In Amu's heart, there was nothing else to think about.

At that moment, Shen Yan's eyes were full of tenderness.

I don't want to ask about immortals and mortals anymore. It's good to live like this!

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The goose feathers are scattered, and the snow is non-stop.

However, the door of the king's house was opened. An old man dressed in a black cotton coat, hunched over, carrying a wine gourd, walked slowly to the winery.

That's Wang Jue.

Since the birth of Wang Xue and Wang Qing's sisters and brothers, Wang Jue has enjoyed his family even more. The Wang family's coffin business is completely taken care of by Amu and Shen Yan, and Wang Jue teases his grandson and chats in the town every day.

What sigils, what eons, these things seem to have been forgotten.

On weekdays, Wang Jue also goes to drink by himself. Amu and Shen Yan don't need anyone. The same is true today.

"It's snowing!" Wang Jue stood on the long street and looked up at the sky. Its cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, and it looked like it was enjoying it.

The snowflakes fell on Wang Jue's completely white hair, and it was no longer melting.

The snow on this day was too great.

In the heavy snow, Wang Jue bent slightly and walked alone, like a black spot on the long street. White is a timeless background.

Immortal Demon Fan, Three Lives!

Shenlang, Molang, and Wang Jue are legends of the Three Realms, and no one can compare.

At this time, it is above the sky. Both the Blue Devil and Xing Fei raised their eyebrows involuntarily, they seemed to have a sense of foreboding.

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"Bang-bang-bang-" The loud slamming of the door even drowned out the laughter of the family.

"What's wrong?" Amu was stunned for a moment, and then put down his daughter.

"Brother Amu, Brother Amu, it's not good-" It was the voice of the son of the owner of the winery, quite hurriedly, "Something happened to Uncle Wangjue!"

"What!" Amu's face changed, and he rushed out of the house. And at that moment, Shen Yan was suddenly shocked in his heart. Something happened to Master? How is this possible?

"Liu Han, what's going on?" At this time, Amu had already rushed out of the house in a few steps.

"Today, the snow is heavy, and the old man went to drink, and he seemed to have fallen and collapsed at the door of the wine shop. We just found out that we were afraid that it was ......" Liu Hannai was a young man in his twenties, and he was already rolling down tears at this time.

Wang Jue is a relative to any person in Liuzhen.

Amu didn't wait for Liu Han to finish speaking, and went straight to the wine shop.

The snow was heavier and almost pouring down. Liuzhen, it has never snowed so much.

Amu ran all the way.

At this time, on the long street, many neighbors have come out. There were many people at the entrance of the winery.

"Master, Master!" When Amu arrived at the winery, he saw Wang Jue's old man lying in the snow, covered with a brand-new quilt by the villagers.

Amu knelt on the ground, picked up Wang Jue, and called out urgently.

But the king did not react in the slightest. As soon as Amu touched Wang Jue's veins, Wang Jue's body had already become cold at this time, and there was no pulse.

Liu Zhenlangzhong, who was on the side, sighed and shook his head.

There is no help, and Wang Jue has been angry for a long time.

"Master, wake up, wake up, wake up, Master—" Amu shouted in his arms with Wang Jue, and then was stunned. It seems that I can't believe everything.

However, how could he wake up Wang Jue? In an instant, Amu burst into tears like rain, crying and crying.

When a man is dead, he can't hear anything he says. The sorrow of despair.

The people of Liuzhen were all moved.

At this moment, Amu almost collapsed.

He hugged Wang Jue tightly and couldn't cry. In the past two years, because of his children, Amu felt that the burden on his body was heavier, and he seemed to be busy and neglected the master.

Wang Jue is getting older, but his health is not bad, and there has been no major problem.

Amu definitely didn't expect that the master would leave suddenly.

Wang Juezhi is a teacher and a father to Amu.

No one can replace this. The king's grace is difficult to repay Amu III. Even if he forgets everything, Wang Jue is still Amu's closest person.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise, but does not wait.

"Amu, before the old man Wang Jue died, there is a word for you!" At this time, the owner of the winery wiped a handful of tears and dodged away. On the snow, there were a few lines of words that had been blurred, which were Wang Jue's handwriting.

"Amuwuer, you are so self-sufficient. Go for the teacher, die without regrets!"

"Master...... Master ...... "Looking at Master's last instructions, Amu couldn't help himself with grief in his heart, so he could only hold Wang Jue's body tightly and bury his head deeply.

His shoulders shrugged and he sobbed sadly.

For the first time, Amu felt the sky fall.

"Amu, mourn!" At this time, Lishui and pear Ruo have arrived. However, there was a blank in their eyes. Wang Jue, how could he die?

Is it a hoax?

"Master!" Shen Yan also arrived, holding her two children in her arms. It's just that Shen Yan has put the two little ones to sleep deeply, and then she handed them over to Lishui and Liruo.

"Master!" Shen Yan knelt beside Amu, his expression was also wooden.

She didn't know why this happened? Master, Wang Jue, was a half-step monk. Within the Three Realms, that was the top level of existence.

Master, how can you die?

"Amu, mourn!" Shen Yan persuaded Amu, who was also controlling himself. But tears had rolled down her eyes, even if it was an illusion, Shen Yan felt endless sadness at that moment.

Wang Jue was wrapped in a quilt, cold and thin, and his white hair was covered with snow. In that case, he is the most ordinary old man.

At this time, Shen Yan's heart moved, and there was a faint purple light on her fingertips. The snowfall began to dissipate gradually.

Because of Shen Yan's technique, the snow began to glow, and it cleared up instantly.

However, Shen Yan's heart was a pang.

Shen Yan is exploring Wang Jue's soul. If this was a fake, Shen Yan would be able to perceive it immediately. However, at this moment, Shen Yan didn't even feel the slightest sense of Wang Jue's existence.

Master's soul, is it really scattered?

Master! Shen Yan whispered in his heart.

However, there was no response, and all she saw was the cold corpse.

The Tao is gone!

These four words hit Shen Yan's heart like a hammer. Because, even if the Canghai Immortal Venerable back then would fall. And Wang Jue has always been the support of Shen Yan and Amu.

If the calamity is not overcome, the master will die first.

Shen Yan's fingers moved slightly, and the entire Liu Zhen was condensed. Except for Lishui and Liruo, everything is imprisoned. Then, Shen Yan raised his head, and his eyes showed two purple rays of light, penetrating through the clouds.

She could see the Blue Devil and the Torture Flyer kneeling high in the sky.

What about Master?

Shen Yan asked in his heart, but the blue and white light did not answer.

At this time, the Blue Devil and Xing Fei were also at a loss in their eyes. They could only shake their heads at Shen Yan, they didn't know anything, they didn't see anything.

At that moment, there was a kind of despair in Shen Yan's heart - all this was not a fake.

"Wang Jue is dead? this—" Xing Fei took a deep breath. Because, with the skills of the two of them, they couldn't even find any traces of Wang Jue.

The blue devil is always light and light. At this time, he frowned slightly.

"Canghai Immortal Venerable is dead! Why can't Wang Jue die?"

For a while, Xing Fei was speechless. Because, the words of the Blue Devil, yes!

At the same time.

On the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms, the Eastern Emperor, who was originally cross-kneeled, suddenly opened his eyes, and then let out a long sigh.

In the Yunhai Cave Mansion, Leng Yu looked at the soul lamp of the Nine Shadows Town and shook slightly, as if a soul had returned, and couldn't help but show horror on his face.

Because, when all the descendants of the sea die, they will instinctively form a "soul return formula" and enter the soul lamp of the Nine Hidden Town. The descendants of the sea will not enter reincarnation, will not be reincarnated, and will always be free from hatred.

Is that the return of a soul from the sea?

Is that really the soul of the senior brother? At that moment, Leng Yu's body was cold all over, and his face was pale.

"Amu, mourn! Master is gone. At this time, Shen Yan's tears fell like rain, and his heart was empty. Finally, she understood what Wang Jue said: Mortal, there is life and death. Everything that comes from all will go out of all.

Master, did you know that your deadline was approaching?

Shen Yan put away the spell. The snow was falling again, like white paper money.

It was the seventeenth year of Willow Town.

Shen Yan cast a spell for the last time. Since then, Shen Yan has turned his heart into a mortal and has never used immortal arts.

Ordinary men and women have lived this life. (To be continued.) )