"Xin Zhuo?"
Seeing Xin Zhuo's delay in responding, Gongsun Li shouted softly.
Xin Zhuo finally came to his senses, raised his head, and with an expression that no one could understand, asked Gongsun Li: "Excuse me, are Ji Jiuwei and Chanyi still in your sect?"
Gongsun Li hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "The Xuantian Sword Sect has never had the two people you mentioned."
Xin Zhuo did not refute, but looked a little tired on his face as he looked at the young man named Zhang Jiuying from the Lingyun Sect: "The Guizong has Bear Paw and Yam, right?"
Zhang Jiuying said in surprise: "I don't know, it seems that Lingyun Sect... doesn't have these two people!"
The tired look on Xin Zhuo's face became even heavier, and he looked at Chen Changsheng as if he was determined not to give up: "Jiang Nuying, is there someone in your sect?"
Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "Never!"
Xin Zhuo took a deep breath, looked straight at Xuanyuan Qingqing, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Su Miaojin, the Nine Desolate Holy Body, a first-class divine body, you must know it!"
"No! The person you are talking about has never existed in the Sea of Clouds and Mists."
Xuanyuan Qingqing replied decisively.
Xin Zhuo's face turned pale, and he suddenly jumped up and rushed straight to the west of the city.
"Xin Zhuo!" Gongsun Li said coldly: "When invited by the four major sects, you should cherish the opportunity and choose quickly!"
Chen Changsheng also looked at Xin Zhuo's back and shouted: "Choose a sect, and from now on you will be a disciple of nine of the eighteen sects!"
Xuanyuan Qingqing and Zhang Jiuying looked anxious, even trying to catch up.
"He uses a sword, so he chooses the Xuantian Sword Sect. I will go with him."
Zhao Yizhu, who was dressed in white and fluttering like snow, suddenly spoke out.
Gongsun Li and the others looked at her subconsciously, and Xuanyuan Qingqing asked: "Who are you?"
"His…wife."
Zhao Yizhu jumped up and ran straight after Xin Zhuo.
In mid-air, Chen Changsheng, Xuanyuan Qingqing and Zhang Jiuying looked at each other, shook their heads, and turned to leave.
On the other hand, Gongsun Li's eyes flickered and he chased after Xin Zhuo in the direction he left.
Only then did the tens of thousands of warriors controlled by Xin Zhuo disperse with a bang.
"I don't understand, what does this mean?" Duan Dapeng looked at Shangguan Fan Qing and others blankly.
Shangguan Fan Qing's eyes widened: "I want to understand, I am a pig!"
"Dependencies arise and conditions fall, conditions arise and conditions perish..."
Master Zhiming clasped his palms together and said, "People like Jiang Xiandi are extremely talented and talented. It is natural for them to be snapped up by the four major sects!"
"Wonderful!" Li Wumian, an alcoholic, jumped up and said, "Damn it, Senior Brother Jiang and Elder Taishang have become disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect. Our path has developed to the Xuantian Sword Sect. From now on, our business is not allowed to fly. Already?"
Duan Dapeng also trembled and grabbed Yin Chou and others: "Brother Yin, Miss Li, our business must continue, right?"
"certainly!"
…
"Boom..."
The rain in midsummer comes as soon as it is announced. The sky was clear just a moment ago, and then it rains heavily in the next moment.
Xin Zhuo was walking on the official road, soaked to the skin and still looking dazed. He had been flying and stopping for nineteen days.
Behind him, Xiao Huang followed with his tail between his legs and a wet body. His dog eyes were full of worry.
Farther away, Zhao Yizhu and Gongsun Li walked side by side, using their extremely yin energy to prevent the rain from getting their clothes wet at all.
"Where is he going?" Zhao Yizhu asked softly, "Do you know?"
Gongsun Li frowned slightly and looked at the green mountains in the distance ahead: "It must be Changshou Village!"
"Longevity Village..."
Zhao Yizhu considered it for a moment and looked at her: "You really don't know the person he's talking about?"
Gongsun Li seemed to be a little confused about this matter: "I have no memory, maybe I have...? But I can't remember it for some reason. Since you are his wife, I won't hide it from you. According to the sect's origin from the Middle Ages, Legend has it that the eighteen sects all belonged to the Daluo Sect back then!
A month ago, there were words on the headmaster's throne, which roughly meant that Da Luo Ling was searching for disciples, and Xin Zhuo, the alchemist of Kunxu City, was the number one.
It seems like it was left a long time ago!
The only person who has weird alchemy skills in Kunxu City recently is Jiang Yuqing. It is said that his original name is Xin Zhuo, you should know it! "
Zhao Yizhu was silent, his waist-length hair swaying in the wind, his figure graceful, and his face so beautiful.
Gongsun Li's eyes showed a trace of surprise and asked: "Are you...really his wife?"
This Xin Zhuo is from Changshou Village. Not only is he not a living dead, but he also has such a beautiful wife who is as beautiful as a fairy. And under the order of the ancient great Luo, various sects are competing to take her into his sect?
Who is he?
Zhao Yizhu did not answer, as if he was thinking about something.
Xin Zhuo in front suddenly quickened his pace.
The two had no choice but to speed up their pace.
Three days later, we arrived at the peach blossom forest outside Changshou Village.
The peach blossoms still bloom in all seasons, but the formation is gone.
At the end of the peach blossom forest is a quaint and dilapidated village. The houses have cracks, and the cracks are covered with grass. It seems that no one has lived there for a long time.
Vaguely visible from the cracks, there were white bones sitting in the room.
This is true from the east end of the village to the longevity temple.
Xin Zhuo walked very slowly and looked in all directions until he stopped in front of a yard.
The courtyard door is wide open, and on the wall of the main room in the courtyard,
"My parents, Axu, are dead and have gone out to practice martial arts!"
"Village chief, please stop trying to persuade me, I won't come back again!"
The two lines of words are still there, but they are a little blurry.
There is no one in the courtyard, which is covered with withered grass. In the main house, there is a big cauldron, the Shennong Xiantian cauldron. There is a small withered bone beside the cauldron, like a three or four-year-old child.
Xin Zhuo stood beside the tripod, stunned.
Xiao Huang lay at his feet, also in a daze.
Zhao Yizhu and Gongsun Li stood on the wall outside the courtyard, watching silently.
A full day and night.
Xin Zhuo's figure, which looked like a withered tree, suddenly moved, bent down, picked up the small withered bones, walked out of the room, glanced at the gloomy sky, reached the roof with his feet, sat down cross-legged, and lifted the withered bones. Put it on your knees.
Xiao Huang came around from nowhere, climbed to the roof, and lay down behind him.
One person, one dog, and one withered skeleton looked at the horizon in silence.
Until dusk, the sky cleared up, and the setting sun filled the courtyard, stretching the shadows of one person, one dog, and one withered bones.
Zhao Yizhu finally couldn't help but floated up behind him and asked softly: "Are you sad?"
"Can't tell!"
After waiting for a long time, Xin Zhuo spoke hoarsely, but the joy in his voice could not be heard, "I just can't imagine that my experiences over the years, my identity, and the past I am proud of, what do they mean?
My memory is false, and the people closest to me are a group of inexplicable people. Do you understand this feeling?
I'm not sure who is real and who is fake around me.
I'm not even sure now whether those people in Fulong Mountain were real or fake? Do you think it's funny or not?
The key point is that there are no traces in the middle. If some special changes happen in the middle, or if they suddenly change their identities when the martial arts peak comes, I can more or less accept it!
This is inexplicable, Jiang Yugui came back from the dead, his martial arts level is monstrous, Jiang Yugui is like this, how can others be mediocre?
It's too sudden, I can't understand it, Bear Claw and the others, I even..."
Maybe Zhao Yizhu couldn't understand, but his heart was a little confused and he wanted to talk and have a chat.
After traveling through so many years, I was just accompanying a group of people and playing an inexplicable game.
Everyone was acting, but I was the only one who lived a very serious and real life. I was so awesome that I wandered around everywhere!
This sudden incident almost destroyed all his interests, and everything became boring.
He has been planning to make rapid progress in the martial arts realm in the future and bring his family together. Whether it is immortality or seclusion, it is still a kind of life.
But who are his family members?
Do you still have family?
Jiang Yugui is resurrected from the dead and his martial arts level is extraordinary!
His personal concubines also had mysterious identities.
Even the Su Miaojin who has always been hidden in my heart no longer exists?
It turns out that from beginning to end, I, Xin Zhuo, was just a person, playing a strange game with a group of people!
Now that the game is over, I wake up from the dream, and suddenly find that there is nothing left except this realm where this body still exists.
He looked at Zhao Yizhu: "Can you tell me, what is the mirror flower, water moon, and what is entering the mortal world? To be honest, I don't quite understand this kind of operation!"
Zhao Yizhu looked at him quietly and said: "Jing Hua Shui Yue is a kind of heaven-defying magical power trial mirror for that family. It will invite other families and slaves to join them. Entering the mortal world is a warrior who has entered the realm after the five declines of heaven and earth. Fan, forget his original identity, experience the hardships of life, wealth and fame, temper his state of mind, and absorb the dragon vein luck of this world!
The end of Mirror Flowers and Water Moon means that the next prosperous age of martial arts has arrived and begun. Those who participated will return to where they came from and directly enter a higher realm, but..."
She paused for a moment: "It seems that because your entry disrupted the situation, these people did not go out according to the original plan. They were stranded here, but they also lost their own memories and fell into a strange environment. They instinctively went Life.
But Mirror Flowers, Moon Over Water will eventually end. It ended a month ago, and those people should naturally go back, so it seems so sudden. Do you...understand? "
Xin Zhuo sighed: "I understand but I don't seem to understand. They... can really deceive everyone?"
Didn't even find anything unusual at Wangyuejing?
Zhao Yizhu said: "When they enter the mirror, they are really people from this world. If the mirror is broken, they are themselves. They themselves don't know who they are. Their original realms have all disappeared. How can others see it?" What is the conclusion?
In fact, I don't understand why you would get in, blend into their trials, and mess up their affairs. This is absolutely impossible, even if the Holy Emperor comes, you can't do it! "
Maybe, because I am not from this world...
Xin Zhuo looked at the horizon silently, as if the sunset had become distorted, unwilling, struggling and helpless.
After a long time, he asked in a hissing voice: "How far away am I from them? What I'm saying is... I can reason with them as equals!"
Zhao Yizhu thought for a while, hesitated, and finally said: "I'm afraid it will be difficult in this life. There are some things that you already have when you are born. If you don't have them, even if you live ten thousand times, it will be extremely difficult to catch up!"
Xin Zhuo stopped talking, hugged the small withered bones, jumped off the roof, put the withered bones aside, walked to the backyard, cut down some jujube trees, and made a simple coffin, which he got from Gongsun Li. The green light glazed sword dug a hole in the corner of the wall.
Then the bones were put into the coffin and buried.
Finally, I picked up a piece of wood and thought about carving an epitaph, but after thinking for a long time, I didn't know what to write.
"Who is this child?" Zhao Yizhu asked.
Xin Zhuo chuckled: "Like me, he is an inexplicable person who should not exist. His name is Jiang Zichong. He is not as lucky as me..."
After a pause, he smiled bitterly and said: "I have been thinking that if I train this boy properly, he will be a monster in the future and kill everyone at a young age...
As a result, the child died here. I suspect that he was starved to death. Until he died, he would not understand the meaning of his life! "
"Life is like an ant..." Zhao Yizhu sighed softly.
"Actually, there is another sentence at the end, which is... you should have great ambitions and don't be too arrogant in your life."
Xin Zhuo shook his head and engraved "Xin Zichong's Tomb" on the tombstone.
The falling word: Uncle Xin Zhuoli!
Starting today, Jiang Zichong and I will have our "Jiang" surnames returned to you!
Xin Zhuo took a step back and murmured something in a voice that only he could hear.
"Going to Xuantian Sword Sect?" Zhao Yizhu asked.
Xin Zhuo did not answer directly, but sighed softly: "The four sects will come to invite me. It must be the handwriting left by them. Do they think it is a kind of compensation or charity?"
Zhao Yizhu was noncommittal and said: "But entering a large sect is always a step up, and it is even harder to become a casual cultivator."
"good!"
