In the inn, the old dragon counted the harvest.

"Two bottles of elixir, two magic weapons, and some miscellaneous things, it's too shabby, dignified Bodhisattva disciple, it's really shabby to have such a thing!"

While disgusted, the old dragon took the things into his arms.

On the side, Ning Wujian looked at it speechlessly.

"Do you say that we should attack the Bodhisattva, in this Chang'an City, even if the Buddha comes, the strength will be suppressed, the Bodhisattva is not necessarily much stronger than us, the Bodhisattva must have good things on him!"

"While going, I robbed the Bodhisattva disciples, and I want to rob the Bodhisattva, if you want to find death, don't bother me, these days it is better to go out of the Bodhisattva, who knows what wonderful method the Bodhisattva has, maybe you can find it. ”

"Don't worry, this is in Chang'an City, if it can be calculated, when the little monk is put down by us, the Bodhisattva will appear, and, if it can be calculated, will they spend so much effort to find any Buddhist destined people?

Old Jiaolong despised Ning Wuqian and was too timid.

"Isn't Yuan Shoucheng counted? There are more people in this world, and Chang'an City is even more so. ”

Lao Jiaolong thought about it and clapped his hands, "Yes, I didn't say it, go back to sleep, this kind of weather is the most comfortable to stay in the bed." ”

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In the next few days, Ning Wuji's worries did not happen, but some rumors about Master Xuanzang gradually spread in Chang'an City, of course, these rumors are about Xuanzang and the old monk on the same level of Buddhism.

Yang Yuan left after sending Long Jun's letter, with a cold face, and he didn't give Ning Wuqian a good face.

didn't let Ning Wuqian wait too long, and Li Daoxuan brought the news. Li Jiancheng is not willing to give up, even if he wants to die, he will die vigorously.

"I respect his decision, so you can leave, thank you for coming, I hope to see you again in the four continents!"

Li Daoxuan revealed to Ning Wujian that he had returned to Zhenlongwei, and the powerhouses of Zhenlongwei were also preparing to leave the Earth Immortal Realm, and they were doing the finishing touches on the most difficult work, and they would leave soon.

After receiving Li Daoxuan's reply, Ning Wuqian left Chang'an City with Lao Jiaolong on the same day. He has more important things to do, and there's no need to waste time here.

As for the people from Jinghe Dragon Palace, they haven't even appeared, and I don't know if it's because of the Bodhisattva's appearance in Chang'an City or for other reasons, but it's good news anyway.

Ning Wujian wants to find Yan Chixia, he is the descendant of the Yin Soul Dao, and he wants to cure Nalan Hongye's amnesia, maybe Yan Chixia can help, but it's a pity. More than ten days have passed, Ning Wujian has searched all over the north and south of the river, but there is no trace of Yan Chixia, it seems that such a person has disappeared from the world.

From north to south, Ning Wujian returned to Lanruo Temple. An Ye'er had already left, and as time gradually passed, the cultivation sects on Kyushu gradually disappeared, and those powerful monks seemed to disappear overnight. It's rare to meet a god-shifting monk.

In the Buddhist temple, Ning Wuqian saw Chen Qinglong, who was accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, with the light of the Buddha rippling on his body.

"Yan Chixia appeared not long ago. With two women, presumably two monsters, had already left, and he sent back the body of a person, and the poor monk buried her in the back mountain. Chen Qinglong spoke slowly.

"She?who?"

"Ruolan, here's a letter she left for you!"

Taking out a letter from a box and handing it to Ning Wujian, Chen Qinglong sat down cross-legged again and recited the Buddhist scriptures.

Ruolan Ning Wujian hasn't remembered this name for a long time, maybe people are forgetful, and the people in the past will gradually be forgotten over time.

Ruolan, a weak but strong woman, as the things of the past gradually become clearer, many things that she didn't know before also have answers.

She is the eyeliner arranged by Jin Ling'er next to Ning Wuji, in Yixiangyuan, when Ning Wuqian made a move, Jin Ling'er felt the demonic aura on Ning Wuji's body, and later, she arranged Ruolan, who had been in contact with Ning Wuji, to Ning Wuji's side.

When Xuanxin Dao destroyed Chenjiazhuang, Ruolan was rescued by Jin Ling'er, which came from the memory of Xuanxin Dao disciples, for Ruolan, Ning Wujian was hated and angry at first, as if he had been betrayed, but after knowing the truth of Lu Dao, he had no hatred, only a pity, Ruolan did not leak anything, the location of Ningjia Village was exposed by someone following Ning Wushuang, and it had nothing to do with Ruolan.

Therefore, after the destruction of Xuanxin Dao, Ning Wujian chose to forget this person, and now when he heard that Ruolan died, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Childe himself!"

Juanxiu's four italics are very serious, and when the letter is opened, there is not much content.

"The concubine once asked the child, the fairies, demons, ghosts and gods in the world can be free, the concubine already has the answer, and has her own choice, leaving Yixiangyuan is the most free time for the concubine, unrestrained, Xie Gongzi's care, I hope that many years later, the son can still remember that there was a woman, called Ruolan......"

In front of Ruolan's grave, Ning Wuqian stood, plum blossoms fluttered, leaving a sigh behind the last and leaving.

Once the wind and rain, the ground was red. Wet with the fragrance of flowers, a little sad, but the world is impermanent.

Leaving Lanruo Temple, Ning Wuqian no longer went to look for Yan Chixia, he suddenly felt reluctant, leaving, just a word, but how many emotions are contained?

Five years, a mortal's life, how many five years?The world is the most ruthless, the end of a journey, it's time to say goodbye here, maybe never come back, many times, you have but don't cherish it, lose it to understand the precious.

In Dongting Lake, Ning Wuqian walked in front of the tomb of the evil Taoist and Mr. Xiao, the thatched hut by the river was already uninhabited, a few orange trees were dotted with a few yellow leaves, and Shi Zhixuan's family didn't know where to go.

The old Jiaolong also returned to the depths of the southern mountains, he still has some treasures to hide, how can he be willing to leave the treasures behind his character?

Ningjia Village has now become a barren mountain range, dozens of miles of deserted people, animals and birds, Ning Wuqian said goodbye one by one in front of the mountain grave, the old father, the old mother, the teacher, the old village chief, the uncle and aunt, Xiao Yue'er......

Five days later, Ning Wujian returned to White Emperor City!

"Where's Nalan Red Leaves?" Ning Wuqian looked at the empty bed, and looked at the old demon and the demons of Black Mountain.

"Soaring, not long after you left, one night, a white light suddenly appeared on her body, supporting her to break the void and leave!"

The Eagle Demon and the Wolf King nodded, proving that the old demon of Montenegro was not lying, and Bai Ze Beast had also returned, sitting on a chair and holding the sheep's hooves, "She got a very powerful inheritance there!"

Ning Wujian remembered the mark on Nalan Hongye's eyebrows, and glanced at the bed that was gone, so it was okay, there was no worry, no drag.

It's time to leave!(To be continued......)