The wind is retreating, and the light and shadow are following closely behind, dancing along with the corners of clothes.
Some people are flying on a rainbow, and the sky is only under their feet.
Zhu Tai nestled in Liang Bo's arms, her eyelids drooped, and a few stars climbed onto her face, which were traces of time.
She raised her head, struggled to open her eyes, and looked around, but she only saw clouds and skylight, so she asked: "Dashan, where are we going?"
Liang Bo, who was being questioned, said with a hoarse voice: "Go home, no more fun, let's go home."
"oh."
Zhutai was a little tired, but still cheered up. She wanted to talk to her lover again.
"Da Shan, don't be too tired. Just find a place with flowers and bury me. Your life source is about to dry up. If you don't rest, it will be difficult to recover in the future."
The man holding her did not answer. Zhu Tai felt that Liang Bo's body was trembling slightly, and even his arms were tense.
"Dashan, I had a great time on the last journey of my life. Thank you for taking me home, even though they are no longer here..."
"It comes to mind. I am an old woman who is hundreds of years old. My father, mother and others will definitely not be able to survive. Alas, my hometown is gone long ago..."
The wind is whining, the light is scattered, and the floating clouds are always separated.
"Da Shan, tell me, how is my daughter doing now? I don't want to meet her so early underground. She is still young. God must have eyes to bless her..."
"Da Shan, the little girl I visited at Moon Tower really likes you. When I die, you can go find her. This is my wish. You have to listen to me..."
"Da Shan, after I die, remember to visit your daughter. After all, the sect competition is about to begin. With the methods of those senior elders, Nan Xiao is too popular and there may be trouble. After you go back, try to take her with you. Leave. As for what she wants to do next, you should be more tolerant. If she really wants to die, you have to stop me."
"When Nan Xiao finds someone you like and the hatred has faded away, you can go to Wangyue Tower and marry that little lady. I can see that she really likes you."
Zhu Tai kept chattering and talking, but the man who once stood tall and tall became more and more bent.
Liang Bo found a direction and fell slowly.
Zhu Tai looked at the peach blossom forest getting closer and closer, and the ice of time seemed to begin to melt.
The peach blossoms are young and bright.
After a long time, there was an additional grave in the hundred acres of pink forest.
In front of Xiaoying's grave, the mountains are silent and butterflies flutter.
A long time passed.
"I don't."
Someone answered late on purpose.
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Among the mountains, there is a deep pool hidden in a deep valley.
A majestic hall stands outside Hantan, with gold bricks and silver tiles, and is magnificent.
There is a plaque hanging on the door. It is made of black wood and is carved with a dragon circling a beam and a red phoenix flying low.
On the plaque, there are three vigorous characters, engraved in gold, which are "Blue Palace".
Very few people come here.
On the one hand, the location is indeed remote, and there are also some reasons why ordinary practitioners dare not come here.
In the mountains and wilds, powerful beast owners will patrol their territories. As the primates of all things, how can humans lag behind?
Moreover, in Qingya Blessed Land, the most numerous buildings are jade pavilions, and even the residences of some elders are only wooden houses.
Anyone who can own a single hall is a genius who is highly valued by Qingya Blessed Land.
As a result, people walked around this place in unison, and even the divine rainbow did not dare to pass over it.
On weekdays, the palace door is always closed, but today there is a small opening.
Occasionally, a few koi fish jumped into the hall, but they were blocked by the dense and inexplicable lines.
Some spiritual fish that had opened their minds poked their heads out in the distance, quietly looking around at the interior of the hall behind the door.
There is a majestic figure on the throne.
The belt is golden and embroidered with file marks. The sachet hangs on the right side, and the end of the spike-shaped red rope is submerged in the wide dark green robe.
The practitioners of Qingya Blessed Land mostly judge their realm by the color of their clothing.
The superior man is a cultivator of the other side.
As long as he takes one step further, he will transcend the secret realm of the Wheel and Sea and reach the secret realm of the Dao Palace, thereby breaking through the shackles of life and extending his lifespan.
Looking further up the green robe, you can see the sharp facial features, making it even more majestic.
Compared with the aging cultivators on the legendary peak, the face of the man on the throne is really too young.
Even if some people are able to maintain their appearance after reaching a certain level of cultivation, few people will do so.
On the throne, he was wearing a dark green robe that only the other side of the world was entitled to enjoy. His face was young and handsome, like a piece of natural jade, flawless and unharmed.
In the center of the hall under the throne, there was a young man who looked similar to the man on the throne.
This person is Yu Tan.
He was wearing a blue shirt, clean and without any accessories, but he looked very luxurious.
Perhaps because he has not experienced much training, compared with the man on the throne, Yu Tan's face is handsome, but still a bit immature.
At this time, he stood as firm as a pine, and the blue mountain was not dimmed in the slightest by the deep hall.
In the sky above the main hall, the silver waterfall is like a substance, coming from the cold pool in the distance and falling straight down.
The unique pride of young people was not forced to collapse.
Yu Tan silently endured the waves of pressure coming from above, facing the throne with firm eyes.
Standing here, he would only fight for a chance to speak.
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The book says, stand tall and see far.
Now that Nan Xiao has successfully joined the ranks of cultivators, at the Shenqiao realm, her perception has been greatly enhanced, and her eyesight is far beyond that of ordinary people.
I have stayed in this wooden house at the foot of the mountain for nine years, and it has a unique charm today.
The moonlight is so beautiful tonight and the wind is gentle.
Nan Xiao's wandering eyes were full of love, and his phoenix eyes were extremely clear, staring at the dark clouds in the distant sky.
That dark cloud is coming.
The moonlight was slowly dimming.
The darkest night is the easiest to track.
After closing the wooden window, Nan Xiao picked up two black round stones and walked into the secret room again.
"boom--"
Under Nan Xiao's urging, the blue divine power rushed out of the wheel sea, and actually smashed the huge stone jar into pieces in a few breaths.
In the aftermath of the ripples, the waning moon in the sky and the fluorite in all directions were unable to protect themselves and turned into ashes.
Nan Xiaosu raised her hand lightly, and two black rough stones collided over the dry herbal residue, and the sparks that overflowed ignited the space.
The billowing smoke flows along the secret passage, avoiding Nan Xiao under the guidance of divine power.
Under the blazing red light of the fire, Nan Xiao truly looked like an outsider, with a proud lotus flower.
After the fierce flames burned away all traces, Nan Xiao raised his hand again, his divine power was as powerful as a hammer, and the thickest part was quietly covering the green moon.
The blue moon stone slab was already incomplete, and now it was suddenly covered with cracks.
Before the explosion could sound, tons of mud fell.
More water poured in, completely filling the secret passage and stone chamber.
Nan Xiao turned into a divine rainbow, one step ahead of the water, leaving the secret passage, and even moved a huge stone to seal the entrance forever.
Outside, the water level in the pond dropped several feet.
The slender waist of the water lily bends and hangs softly on the water.
Many crabs raised their claws high, anxious to move to their nests, and acted arrogantly.
The swimming fish was calm, still lying in the moonlight, blowing bubbles lazily.
Nan Xiao gathered up her hair that was blown by the wind and walked slowly back to the house.
First, he tore the letter into pieces, and then put the bronze rings, gold hairpins and daggers that had been hidden away one by one into Lun Hai.
The sea of bitterness churns, and another three feet of black ice condenses.
The wheel of life, which was nailed in mid-air, was shaking slightly.
The three bluestone steps transformed into the divine bridge suddenly gained weight.
Those phantoms of visualization make the wheel and ocean heavier because they gain reality.
I believe that in the near future, after these three weapons are nourished, they will release a stronger brilliance and be remembered by the world.
After making the bed and quilt, Nan Xiao fell into a deep sleep.
The five senses are being lost, and the will is plunged into instant darkness.
When I woke up again, I found myself in a peach blossom forest with several butterflies dancing gracefully around.
At the end of his sight, there seemed to be a young man standing. He was wearing a mask and waving to him from a distance.
The mask was made of bronze. It seemed to be smiling but not crying, like a grimace.
I heard from my brother that masks can scare away those gluttons who come out at night to steal food from children.
Nan Xiao was a little distracted, she was actually dreaming.
Still a lucid dream.
In the dream, Nan Xiao shed her heavy shell.
She ran over, innocently, no different from when she was young.
She wanted to be closer to the boy.
She wanted to talk to her brother.
Tell me about what you have experienced over the years.
The scenery seen while climbing thousands of steps along the Shu Road, the interesting stories about digging soil and cultivating the land to collect herbs and making elixirs, the unwavering love between Liang Bo and Zhu Tai...
But the more she fantasizes, the further away the young man becomes from her.
Even the mask began to blur, and the raised corners of the mouth gradually became unclear.
Nan Xiao shook her head vigorously, calming down and wanting to stay in this dream for a while to maintain her fragile balance.
As a result, Nan Xiao no longer fantasized.
After putting on the bronze ring, she took brisk steps and ran forward slowly.
Flowers and butterflies accompany each other, and the boy's smile is always gentle.
This run led to the dawn of the third day.
"Dong dong dong——"
The dream is like a thin piece of paper, torn apart by the sound from outside.
Nan Xiao's consciousness returned to her physical body, and two lines of clear tears fell from her gradually clearing eyes.
"Dong dong dong dong dong——"
The deafening bells rang several times in succession,
Different from the morning bell that urges spiritual practice, the sound of the bell now is like thunder from the nine heavens, as loud as the Milky Way pouring down.
Opening the window, Nan Xiao looked into the distance.
Amidst the continuous roaring sound, the yellow flying cranes spread their wings one after another and scrambled to fly high into the sky.
Above, even more floating clouds turned into herds of deer, running towards the rising sun.
The martial arts competition held every twenty years in Qingya Paradise is about to begin.
