After Liao Wenzheng disappeared from Qi Chu's eyes without a sound, he appeared at the foot of Longque Mountain. He walked in the direction he had left.

The land of the Divine Court is isolated from the rest of the world, and it can be accessed from the sea, but few people know that there is also a path in and out of the Divine Court.

Venerable Shanhua took that path when he left with Jieshui, and Liao Wenzheng knew this path.

This path is not actually a road, because the road is at the foot and the road is in the sky.

When Qi Chu saw the mirage, he mustered up the courage to jump down, and broke into the divine court by mistake. It was this heavenly way that he walked.

Now Liao Wenzheng has embarked on this heavenly road, and when the road is at the end, his figure appears on the top of Danya.

It's still the depths of winter, and the cold wind is howling. In the Penglai Pavilion, the broken water was healing the wounds of Yan Death, but his own true qi had been exhausted, and he was sweating profusely.

At this time, he saw a familiar figure, "Mr. Liao, is it really you?"

"It's me. Liao Wenzheng stepped in, and then the cold wind stayed outside the pavilion.

When I saw Liao Wenzheng today, I was taken aback, Liao Wenzheng suddenly left Beiming, and I haven't heard from him for so many years, I never thought that he would show up.

At that time, Jieshui did not recognize Liao Wenzheng, and now he is sitting on the ground, but his eyes are very friendly.

"How is he?" Liao Wenzheng leaned over and grabbed Yan Yan's wrist and probed the situation inside him.

"The bones of the whole body are broken, but fortunately, the master is strong and keeps the meridians. ”

Liao Wenzheng nodded, "You get up and give him to me." ”

Jie Shui naturally knew his supernatural powers, and his hanging heart finally landed. At this time, Yan Shucao actually tried hard to open his eyes, and those eyes were still cold.

"Get out, I don't want you to save me!"

Liao Wenzheng didn't speak, and persuaded him: "Master, you ......"

"Shut up!" he glared at the water.

Although he heard the words and tell him to get out, Liao Wenzheng still smiled and sat down in front of him.

"I'll tell you to get out!" he seemed to be angry, and his breath was hot.

"You don't have to be so loud, I hear you. Liao Wenzheng said with a smile

Yan Yu mistakenly wanted to break free his wrist from Liao Wenzheng's hands, but he couldn't do it at all. In fact, he was not angry, but he didn't want Liao Wenzheng to save himself.

"If you want to reshape my bones for me, it will consume your life's cultivation!" He knew that Liao Wenzheng's life cultivation was not easy, and even if he died, his cultivation could not be ruined.

I only heard Liao Wenzheng say indifferently: "So what?"

"You ......," tears rolled down his eyes, "I'm already a dying man, and I'm not worth it." ”

"I say it's worth it, it's worth it, and I'm rambling about it. Liao Wenzheng grabbed the two hands of Yan Chuan with two hands and began to reshape his bones.

"I'm begging you, I don't want the people around me to die for me one by one. Yan Yan mistakenly remembered Gu Qingci, he didn't want to involve Liao Wenzheng.

"It's just a lifetime of cultivation, and it won't be fatal. Liao Wenzheng said with a smile

"But cultivation is your life!"

"Don't be afraid, just start over and practice again. Liao Wenzheng understated.

"How can it be so easy, you have cultivated all your life to reach this realm, and you are more than a hundred years old this year!"

Liao Wenzheng didn't look at him, "Then live another hundred years, can God still help me?"

As soon as these words came out, Jieshui was shocked and involuntarily looked at the night sky outside the pavilion.

The sky was incomparably quiet, there was no lightning, no thunder. God seems to have pretended not to hear Liao Wenzheng's words.

"I have three wishes in this life, the first is to protect the Yellow River, the second is to return the love of the Divine Court, and the third is to let you live longer. ”

Finally, when he heard the last sentence, he shed tears.

The two met in the North and became friends. At that time, Liao Wenzheng only had two wishes, and the third was that he heard that Yan Yan's soul had been severely damaged, and now there was only a wisp left in his heart.

Although Liao Wenzheng later left Beiming, this wish has never changed.

He closed his eyes, he didn't want tears to flow, but tears still poured out like a burst.

"With me, I won't let you die. ”

The golden light in the pavilion lit up, and Liao Wenzheng's life was cultivated to the heavens and the earth, but it was still very difficult to reshape his bones for the death of his words. Because the mistake of words and death is not an ordinary person, how can the bones that can bear his body be reshaped so easily?

The cold moon and cold stars, the wind and snow, and the outside of Penglai Pavilion are silvery white. The snow on the top of Danya is hard and thick, and the reflected moonlight is very dazzling. Jieshui stared at the moonlight on the snow, turned his back to the two of them, and clenched the god general Ugin pestle. At this time, he wanted to kill back to the Divine Court and use the god to smash the heads of the elders of the Divine Court with the Ugin pestle.

But he couldn't.

Liao Wenzheng owes the Divine Court a favor, and today he summoned the dragon bird to help Yuyan, and it seems that he has repaid the favor. But Liao Wenzheng knew that Yuyan was seriously injured by his mistake, although he swore a heavy oath by mistake. But Jieshui didn't swear that he couldn't be an enemy of the Divine Court in the future, which didn't mean that Jieshui couldn't.

When he dies, he is like a brother and a father, and when he recovers, he will definitely seek revenge from the Divine Court.

So whether it is for the sake of words and deaths, or for the sake of the Divine Court, Liao Wenzheng must save him. In this way, if Jieshui wants to take revenge, he will remember that he still owes Liao Wenzheng a favor, and Liao Wenzheng owes it to the Divine Court.

From now on, neither the words and the water will be of any way to the Divine Court.

After a long time, Liao Wenzheng stood up, his hair was still black, his face was still wrinkled, and even his eyes were still bright. But his life's cultivation was exhausted when he reshaped the bones of his whole body just now.

"Mr. Liao, sit down and rest. Jieshui helped Liao Wenzheng, seeing that the master was fine, he comforted himself that this revenge would not be avenged.

"I'm fine. Liao Wenzheng looked at the mistake of the words, and now that he was asleep, he reminded the water breaker: "When it is dawn, you take him and leave immediately, remember to make a big boat." ”

"Don't worry, sir, we'll leave as soon as it's dawn. Jieshui thought for a while, and then said, "Sir, let's go back to the North with us." ”

His eyelashes moved, and he was still asleep. But I heard Liao Wenzheng's words.

"No, the kindness of the Divine Court has been repaid, and I will travel the world from now on. ”

"Sir!" Jieshui called Liao Wenzheng, who was about to leave, "Your wish has been fulfilled, so come back to Beiming with us." ”

"My wish is gone. Liao Wenzheng shook his head, and then walked out of Penglai Pavilion. In the face of the blizzard, his figure was thin, and he walked slowly down the mountain.

Jieshui frowned, watched Liao Wenzheng go down the mountain, and then said to himself: "I saved the master, is my wish still there?"

He carefully recalled what Liao Wenzheng had said before, "With me, I won't let you die." ”

Is this his third wish?

Then, there was hope in the heart of the water.