"......—A total of 379 descendants will participate in the opening of the ancestral temple in stages, and after inheriting the glory of the ancestors, they will volatilize the Daochen bloodline, and your cultivation will improve again.

Come back quickly!" The old man's voice echoed, but no one heard it, only Su Ming, only Xu Hui, at this moment, because of the guidance in the soul, only heard it clearly.

Su Ming's eyes froze, the change of Dao Chen that came from the voice of the Xingchen Holy Robe, when Su Ming looked at it with evil eyes before, he had already roughly seen that the break between the Immortal Clan and the Dao Chen Sect Su Ming didn't know the specifics, so he couldn't see the clues, couldn't find the cause and effect, and couldn't imagine how the Immortal Clan could confront the Daochen Sect, but since there was this war, then the Immortal Clan must still have a little bit of a chance of confrontation.

Xu Hui's expression also changed, because at the same time that she heard the old words from Su Ming Xingchen's holy robe, there was suddenly a phoenix cry in her soul.

This voice echoed in her heart, and even turned into a force that could avoid the traction with Su Ming's soul, forming a faint barrier, and a voice came from this phoenix that only she could hear.

"Hui'er...... This is the first time that the teacher has transmitted a message to you in this way, don't panic, don't show flaws......"

This is, the transmission from her sect, the Fengmen, and judging from the barrier that avoids the traction with Su Ming's soul, this barrier can prevent Su Ming from hearing the message of the Fengmen now.

This is the power that Xu Hui never knew existed before, and he didn't know that his sect actually had the ability to create such a barrier!

This barrier is like a crack in the dam, and even with Xu Hui's cleverness, she can fully imagine that the so-called marriage agreement and seal between Fengmen and Dao Chenzong is not strong and unbreakable, and this seal can be shielded, so naturally there is a great flaw, but this defect is hidden very deeply on weekdays, and only at the most critical time, it will be found and then blast open the seal, so that Fengmen can break away from Dao Chen Sect.

"There's a void around you, don't let him see the clues...... When I gave you to Dao Chenzong as a Taoist companion of Daokong's son, I was very uncomfortable as a teacher, but I had to do it.

I can only get you a deal, and now ...... This agreement is no longer important, my Fengmen has decided to break with Dao Chenzong, and all seals will be opened, and from now on, ...... You are free, Fengmen is free!

But you want to kill Daokong, your cultivation far surpasses him, find an opportunity to kill this son and quickly return to the Daochen True Realm......

Remember, Dao Kong's son is very important to Dao Chen Sect, and I haven't found out this importance before, but looking back over the years, Dao Chen Sect sent Dao Kong into the Divine Source Wasteland, which seems to contain some kind of deep meaning, especially when I recently learned that the one who ordered Dao Kong to be sent to the Divine Source back then was actually ...... The Sleeping Dao Morning Tribulator!

"Your mission is to kill Daokong, and I will help you break the seal after his death. Xu Hui's face was already pale, but after hearing the voice in her soul at this moment, her body staggered, her face turned even paler, and she looked at Su Ming.

Su Ming's eyes narrowed now, and there was a glint in it, just like Xu Hui, and the voice that only he could hear was echoing in his mind.

The voice also turned into a barrier, preventing Xu Hui from hearing it.

"Kong'er, don't be in a hurry to come back, the sound of your Star Robe before was heard by Xu Hui, who followed you to the Abyss Wasteland.

This woman's sect already has a rebellious heart, and it is ridiculous that I think that my Dao Chen Sect does not know.

You are careful yourself, you can decide whether to kill this woman, there is a treasure specifically for the Phoenix Gate, if this woman is willing to be safe with you, if you have a half-hearted, kill it directly.

With your scheming, the old man can rest assured of your choice, remember, empty, don't come back for a short time. ”

The voice gradually dissipated, Su Ming looked at Xu Hui and met Xu Hui's gaze.

"My sect let me ...... Kill you. Xu Hui was silent for a moment and spoke softly.

"They chose to break with the Daochen Sect, this Daochen change, not only the immortal clan, but also the Fengmen, presumably ......" There are other forces. Xu Hui rubbed her eyebrows, her expression a little haggard in her paleness.

"You're still injured, rest. Su Ming spoke lightly, sat on the mountain rock, and did not continue the topic.

Xu Hui was silent for a moment and looked at Su Ming.

"Are you going back?"

"It's not time to go back yet. Su Ming shook his head.

...... When will you leave?" Xu Hui closed her eyes, and when she opened them after a while, there was decisiveness in her expression.

"With your injuries, you will recover in half a month, and then I will leave. Su Ming looked at the sky in the distance and replied softly.

"I'm with you!" Xu Hui said calmly.

Su Ming was silent, turned around after a while, looked at Xu Hui, and after a long time, nodded.

Xu Hui smiled and turned back to the house.

As if forgetting the great battle that was taking place in the Daochen True Realm now, Su Ming lived peacefully on the mountain peak of the ninth part, watching the sunrise and sunset, there was always good wine around him, and there was always Xu Hui's company from time to time.

This kind of life, the years are like water, floating like a dream, from early morning to dusk, from the curtain drum to the morning bell.

The two didn't talk about Dao Chen anymore, and no one seemed to want to mention it, and half a month passed slowly.

Although there are no flowers blooming, but the full moon is missing, and the half-moon time is also a flick of the fingers, not to mention how many prosperous Jinse is gradually drifting away, and it is not possible to say that the stars have been eclipsed, but ...... In the past half a month, Su Ming has forgotten his troubles, forgotten his dazedness, and returned to the mortal world.

Xu Hui's smile has also increased a lot in the past half month, and it can be seen that she, like Su Ming, is happy in this half month, as if it can be compared with the first half of her life.

It's just that Fanghua is not always there, happy times are always short-lived, and beautiful music is destined from the moment it is talked about, and it will end at a certain time.

On this day, the sky of the ninth part was dripping with rain, this was the first time Su Ming saw rain here, he didn't want to use his evil eyes to see how the rain appeared, he was afraid that he would see too thoroughly and lose the meaning of rain.

When the rain falls, the earth lifts up the dust and mist, and if you look carefully between the tumbling rooms, it is like a wave, and there is a sense of clouds and mountains surrounded by fog, which makes people look at it quietly, and do not want to retract their gaze.

It seems that inadvertently in this rain watching, the wind and frost sword of the world have turned into a long time away from the qin to give the book resentment, and the wind in the distance seems to be blowing Xunqu, breaking through the rain and fog.

Su Ming watched, watched.

"Xu Hui. He turned his head and looked at the woman in the house who was getting dressed, with long hair and a shawl, and a gentle charm on her body, blooming like a beautiful flower.

She pretended to overhead and looked at Su Ming.

"Sit here and I'll draw you a picture. Su Ming said lightly.

Xu Hui smiled slightly, put down her luggage, and didn't put it in the storage bag, so she came to Su Ming's side, found a piece of mountain rock, and sat there.

Behind her, there was a curtain of rain and a hazy earth, and between her hair, there was a whimpering wind shuttling by, and there were wisps of green silk that could be seen, but could not be seen.

"Do you know how to paint?" Xu Hui blinked.

"Painted before. When Su Ming spoke, he patted the storage bag, and immediately a drawing board appeared in his hand, this drawing board was not a barbarian thing back then, but Su Ming saw it by chance when he was in the Black Ink Star.

"Oh, how is the drawing?" Xu Hui smiled, and looked down at the shirt, straightening some of the folds.

"I can't draw people with few moles, but if there are many moles, it will always be easier to draw, and if your expression doesn't change, it will affect my painting. Su Ming saw Xu Hui's expression stiff, and frowned.

"Su Ming, you're too much!" Xu Hui stood up violently, with an angry expression.

"Where do I have a lot of moles, if you don't make it clear to me today, I Xu Hui and you are not finished!"

"Do you really want me to say it?" Su Ming was expressionless.

"You...... You ......" Xu Hui took a deep breath, suddenly turned to the ninth tribe at the bottom of the mountain, and a voice came out.

"Ninth loneliness, your senior brother will drink wine, and bring twenty jars of wine from your tribe. ”

The ninth lonely man at the foot of the mountain was meditating, and after hearing this sentence, his expression did not change in the slightest as usual, he had always heard such words in the past half a month, and he also knew that often as soon as these words came out, the senior brother would definitely retreat, and there was no need to carry the wine up at all.

"You don't have a mole on your body......" Su Ming smiled bitterly.

Xu Hui glared at Su Ming, then sat down again, brushed up his clothes, and looked at Su Ming with a smile.

"There are no eight moles. Su Ming picked up the drawing board and spoke again.

Seeing that Xu Hui's expression changed again, Su Ming raised his right hand, and his fingers dotted on the rain next to the mountain rock, like sticky ink, and drew it on the drawing board.

The clarity of a piece of paper, the peace of mind.

A splash of ink, as if with the beauty left in the eyes, with Su Ming's hand, gradually rendered as if the color of the world is separated from the sky, but the paper, can never go back to the beginning, but it can't go back to the beginning, but it has more than never been more beautiful.

There are gains and losses, and that's how life is.

As the sentence goes, if life is only as first seen, but sometimes, the beauty of the first sight is not as good as the peace after the precipitation of the years, such as this paper, there is no blank when the painting, and the color after the painting, which one is beautiful?

Only the painter knows it.

Only those who have experienced it can understand themselves......

Su Ming painted, in the painting there was rain, the earth, the sky, and the figure of a woman, those beautiful old days Wushan is still vaguely there, but in the changing wind and clouds, it seems that the dust falls on the river without a trace, and there is no wave, and there is no scribbling paper.

The wind outside the mountain is full of sleeves, and the delicate people are before the rain, not on the brow, not on the heart, this is the change of heart.

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