This time, it was really leaving, the wind came and would not stay, but it left ripples, gently rippling on the surface of the lake. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Chen stood on the edge of Feiyun Stone, watching the scenery below continue to retreat, memories are like a long picture, with the mountains and rivers below, it is also regressing, all the way back to the new Yanzhou City, the next time the sword is asked, it will be soon......

has been retreating to the boundless ice field, the sky has no night and dawn, there are only colorful auroras, will there be another ice lotus here.

In the next three days, Xiao Chen often sat alone on the edge of Feiyun Stone in a daze, looking at an ice field below in a daze......

Thinking about it, the cold wind blew red again.

"Brother Xiao. Yitong and Dusty Feihua walked over, and the two of them held a few jars of good wine in their hands, and handed him an altar, Xiao Chen took it, and raised his head to drink.

The wine is bitter, as if there is a soft whisper of Ning Yan in his ears: "Childe will drink less wine and eat more vegetables in the future, although he is a cultivator, three meals a day are indispensable, if Gongzi forgets it again in the future, then Ning Yan will remind you every day, hum ......"

Wine is bitter, and man is bitter.

Yitong and Dusty Feihua watched from the side, shook their heads and sighed silently, and when twilight fell, Dusty Feihua looked at an ice field below, and suddenly said: "Bitter cold land in the extreme north, red eyes, have you been here before?"

"Just that time, when I went to the Cloud Mist Courtyard with Sister Bai, I came once. Hitomi replied.

Dusty Feihua touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Strange, you said that most of the people in this suffering realm don't know the purple realm, and most of the people in the purple realm don't know the suffering realm, how did this suffering come about? ”

Yi Tong said: "The bitter realm is just a name, I heard Sister Bai say, many years ago, it was probably the last era of cultivating immortals, at that time, the immortal path was very prosperous, where are these people in the Xuanmen now, and now these people in the Xuanmen are struggling to perform immortal arts, so at that time, some demon sects fled to the bitter cold land in the extreme north in order to avoid the immortal Dao Xuanmen, and through this place, they found a suitable place to survive, probably this is how the bitter realm came." ”

Dusty Feihua smiled interestingly: "You said that the Bitter Realm was established by the people of the Demon Sect? This is really interesting, since ancient times, the two realms of immortals and demons have been incompatible, no wonder you look at this Purple Realm and the Bitter Realm, tsk......tt"

Xiao Chen listened to the conversation between the two of them, and suddenly remembered that the master had also pursued the Demon Sect to this bitter cold place back then, and I am afraid that there was some truth in this statement of Yi Tong.

Although the Bitter Realm originated from the Demon Dao at the beginning, with the passage of time, gradually not everyone cultivates demons, and mainly cultivates immortals, but it is precisely because it is the origin of the Demon Dao that the current Bitter Realm between the righteous and the demonic will not be as clear as the Purple Realm.

Thinking of these, thinking of Master, Xiao Chen couldn't help but think of that mysterious person who came from Han Zhao that day, if he was really himself in another world, then why did he hate Master so much in his words?

Could it be that he discovered something? It is precisely because he was originally the most important person, but in the end he found that he was the most hated person, such a cruel reality, no matter what kind of person, I am afraid that his temperament will change drastically, right?

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, what did he find out that would make him hate Master so much?

No!

Xiao Chen shook his head violently again, what was he thinking about, Master should be the best person in the world for him, what reason do you have to doubt her? Xiao Chen, you are really wrong, it must be because that person was originally Jidu, because he absorbed Xiao Chen from that world, his temperament changed greatly, and what else did he say was himself......

"Brother Xiao, what's wrong?" Yitong asked when he saw that his expression was different.

Xiao Chen came back to his senses and shook his head: "No...... Nothing ......."

Although I feel very tired now, there are some things that I must figure out what the rebirth of my life is for, and only by finding the person who resurrected me back then, probably everything will fall into place, and that person must know where the master is.

On the tenth day, I finally came to the Kunlun Mountains, which are known as the ancestors of all mountains, Kunlun Snow Mountain, standing majestically, the mountains are endless, standing on the edge of the Feiyun Stone, looking down, you can faintly see some snowbirds shuttling between the top of the mountain and the top of the mountain.

There are many myths and rumors about Kunlun Mountain, but those are ancient legends, and the current Kunlun Mountain is known to the world, but because there is a Kunlun Sword School known as the ancestor of sword cultivation, and the world calls Kunlun disciples Kunlun Sword Immortals.

The temperature suddenly dropped a lot, Xiao Chen looked down at the mountains below, it has been almost two years, and I don't know if Brother Yifeng and Mu Xue are still on Kunlun Mountain, the Kunlun faction is hidden in the Xuan Realm, and ordinary people can't see it.

This time I came to the sky over Kunlun, and for some reason, the kind of intimacy that Xiao Chen had when he passed by last time seemed to be even stronger this time.

At twilight, Feiyunshi finally passed through the towering Kunlun and arrived at the northern border of Beizhou, a place called the Northern Wilderness City, where Xiao Chen and his party set off to the bitter realm, after nearly two years, they came here again, but Xiao Chen felt more emotion in his heart.

Fengyun Fudo City is in the east of Beizhou, not far from Su Lianyue's Blue Water Altar, but Xiao Chen does not plan to go back at this moment, but goes to Dongzhou, Wuyin Temple.

Three days later, several people came to Dongzhou, Dongzhou continent, the mountains stretch, towering, is the birthplace of the Xiandao sect, and in the north-east realm there is a Huaigu town, everyone in the town is devout to the Buddha, just because out of the town to the north twenty miles, there is a jobless mountain, the mountain is the place where the silent temple that has experienced thousands of years and does not move the wind and rain.

"This is going to the Silent Temple, it is not suitable for many people, you can wait for me in the town. After a few people arrived in the town, Xiao Chen turned around and walked towards Chu Qidao.

"Well, I'll find a place to drink with Redeye. Dusty Feihua looked at the eyes and said.

"Gollum!" The Gollum Beast was lying in the arms of Chu Qi, and at this time it also woke up, blinking a pair of sleepy eyes, looking at Xiao Chen in a daze. In the past ten days, he has almost fallen asleep, and Lingzun's spiritual power is gone, probably to replace the lost spiritual power with sleep.

Xiao Chen nodded, out of the town, and went to Wuye Mountain, the Wuyin Temple is still full of incense, Buddhism is like this, and when you reach the mountainside, you can already hear the sound of chanting and the sound of wooden fish coming from the temple.

When he was about to arrive in front of the temple, Xiao Chen heard the sound of "Sha-Sha-" coming, and looked up, but it was two little monks who knew the guest who were sweeping the fallen leaves on the stone steps, and the two little monks who knew the guest saw that someone came up, put the broom on their shoulders, and put their hands together: "The donor came from afar, I don't know how the little monk can help the donor?"

Xiao Chen also raised his palms and made a Buddhist salute: "I'm here to find Master Xuanji, please ask the two little masters to report it, and say that the old man surnamed Xiao is visiting." ”

"Okay, Master Xiao, please come with the little monk. A monk put the broom next to the stone lion, led Xiao Chen to the temple gate, and when he arrived at the temple, the monk asked him to go outside for a while, and then go in and report it himself.

After a while, I only heard footsteps in the door, and then a white-bearded old monk walked out, but seeing that the old monk was solemn, and there were three points of gentleness in the seven points of solemnity, it was the third master of the four major monks of the Wuyin Temple.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Master Xuanji folded his hands, recited the Buddha's name, and said, "Master Xiao, you are here." ”

Xiao Chen turned one hand into a palm and made a Buddhist salute: "Master Xuanji." "To this day, among the older generation in the Purple Realm, in addition to Zi Mo Qingfeng, Qingchen Fengxi and others, Wuyin Temple, he trusts this highly respected Master Xuanji the most.

"Lord Xiao, please come inside. Master Xuanji immediately made a gesture of invitation.

Xiao Chen followed him into the inside, only to listen to the chanting in the Daxiong Treasure Hall like wisps, Master Xuanji looked at him, thinking that he had only married Dan and cultivated back then, and he was considered an excellent master among the disciples, and after a few years in the blink of an eye, now the disciples can't see Xiao Chen's cultivation, but he can see that Xiao Chen's cultivation is no longer under the older generation, and he can't help but secretly praise in his heart, and ask: "Lord Xiao Shi came here today, what is the matter?"

Xiao Chen stopped, a trace of desolation flashed between his eyebrows, he took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I want to invite the master to overtake an old man's ...... for me" While saying, he slowly took out the hairpin from his arms, looked at the hairpin in his hand, listened to the chanting sound in his ears, smelled the smell of incense smoke in the temple at this moment, and his eyes couldn't help but turn a little redder.

Master Xuanji glanced at the hairpin in his hand, immediately understood, and put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, good and good, the Buddha said that everything is promising, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and I hope that Lord Xiao will mourn." With that, he looked at a little monk behind him, and the little monk immediately took out a small plate and walked over with both hands.

Xiao Chen sniffed, put the hairpin lightly on the plate, and the little monk took it to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Master Xuanji retracted his gaze, and said to Xiao Chen: "Master Xiao, you come with me." ”

In the next three days, there were monks in the Daxiong Treasure Hall for Ning Yan, Xiao Chen listened to the Dharma in the meditation hall, and the four monks worked together to resolve the magic consciousness that he was infected in the burial of Longyuan that day, Buddhism can tolerate anyone, and the four monks have long since stopped caring about the murder that Xiao Chen committed in Tianyuan City, and they don't care about the night he broke out of the tower and let go of many monsters.

Three days later, Xiao Chen's magic sense has been exhausted, and footsteps sounded outside, and then I saw that the little monk before came back with the hairpin of Ningyan, Xiao Chen picked up the hairpin from the plate, his face was sad, but he was a little relieved, from now on, Ningyan will finally no longer be afraid, and finally the distress of the world, go to life, go to reincarnation......

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Chen took the hairpin into his arms, folded his hands, and said to the four monks: "Junior Xiao Chen, I thank the four masters here......"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly the entire Zen courtyard trembled, and there was a strange movement from the back mountain, which seemed to come from under the demon suppression tower in the back mountain.