The wind at the top of the mountain was not gentle. It blew across half of the sea of clouds, but when it passed through the cloud platform, it became gentle.
The white gauze skirt reveals its gentleness in the gentle breeze.
"When you broke through the golden elixir, your consciousness should have been restored." Zhenjun Yidu squinted his eyes and looked outside the cloud platform. The sea of white clouds covering the mountains and plains obscured the entire Penglai Immortal Mountain.
The casual tone seemed to be just the most ordinary chat.
Zhan Taimingyue knelt and sat directly on the ground, with an upright posture, a straight back, and a steady voice, "Yes, as soon as the golden elixir was completed, the cracks in the consciousness had been restored, and the memory slowly awakened over time."
"Why did you choose to hide it?" There was no trace of surprise on Zhenjun Yidu's face, and he just continued to ask.
"At the beginning, the memories in the disciple's mind were just fragments of scenes. I even thought for a time that I had encountered some inner demon. Later, as the memories continued to awaken, the disciple slowly understood that those were The memory I once lost," Zhan Taimingyue seemed to be recalling something, with faint ripples in her eyes that were always like a deep pool, "and it is a memory I don't want to forget."
In her memories, there are black and white, ugly and beautiful, but no matter what, they are part of her and she will never escape.
"Is that the place you miss?" Suddenly, Zhenjun Yidu asked such a question.
Is that the place you miss?
The ripples in Zhan Taimingyue's eyes seemed to be spreading in circles, and countless memory fragments were swirling in her mind, including the toddling steps of her childhood, the earnest teachings of her grandfather, the earnest eyes of her parents, the first encounter in Tianyuan City, and the laughter of Sanqing. , the innocent junior sister, the steady senior brother, the loving master, the red plums in the snow, the small red clay stove on the stove, the fun in the pavilion...
There are also those who may have left before they had a chance to see each other again...
Those are memories that she clings to, and they are also times that she regrets missing.
"Master, at first I was afraid, but later I was wandering." Zhan Taimingyue did not directly answer Zhenjun Yidu's question, but her words were not an answer, "Now I already have the answer in my heart."
Zhenjun Yidu finally turned to look at Zhan Tai Mingyue, and at the disciple he had taught for decades.
It may be said to be decades, but between monks in seclusion, time is just a passer-by. In the past few decades, the number of times the master and disciple have actually met is actually not many.
The time we spend together will not exceed ten years.
But Zhan Taimingyue's time in Penglai lasted for decades.
It even exceeded the time spent at Zhan Tai's house and Sanqing Taoist Sect.
She chose to hide it precisely because Penglai and Donglu were equal in her heart, so standing in the middle of the scale, she carefully maintained the balance between the two parties, but she never dared to take a step.
But the arrival of Lingchu became a weight that broke the balance on that day.
From meeting Lingchu to returning to Penglai, along the way, Zhan Taimingyue learned a lot about what the sect had gone through after her disappearance. The more she heard, the deeper the regret in Zhantaimingyue's heart.
The tilt of the scale becomes more obvious.
"Master, for me, Penglai is my second home, but whether it is Donglu or the Zhantai family, they are the beginning of everything for me. I can't let go. I feel regretful. I... ..I miss her very much." Zhan Taimingyue's always cold face showed a faint look of confusion.
She struggled and hesitated for so many years, and finally needed to make a choice.
And her choice was to go back to the Eastern Continent.
"You saved those spiritual stones for the teleportation formation in Penglai." Zhenjun Yidu looked at the slender disciple on the jade ground quietly and said with his eyes closed.
With a snap, Zhan Taimingyue's lowered eyelashes trembled, and her eyes looked towards the cloud platform.
"yes."
In the end, those eyes lowered slightly and they simply recognized it.
There is a large teleportation formation in Penglai, which has existed since the beginning of the Penglai sect. According to Penglai's records, this teleportation formation is a super large teleportation formation.
In other words, it is a formation that can be transmitted across continents.
Although Zhan Tai Mingyue has been hesitating and entangled since the golden elixir to the present, these did not prevent her from starting to look for a way to the Eastern Continent.
As a saint of Penglai, it indeed provided her with many conveniences.
For example, the matter of Thunderstorm Sea, for example, this large teleportation formation in Penglai.
The purpose of improving strength is for the Thunderstorm Sea, and the purpose of saving spirit stones is for teleportation formations.
Such a cross-continental transmission requires an astronomical number of spiritual stones. Therefore, Zhantai Mingyue collected almost all the spiritual stones in addition to the necessary expenses on weekdays.
This is why Saint Wu Ge's impression of Zhan Tai Mingyue is deceptive.
And this is why, as a saint from Penglai, one of the three fairy islands, Zhan Tai Mingyue needs to borrow spirit stones even for auction, and the method of returning spirit stones is mainly through treasure exchange.
All this is because she is short of spiritual stones.
"Who is that little girl you brought back?" Zhenjun Yidu did not hold on to the question, and instead asked about Lingchu.
Zhan Tai Mingyue hesitated for a moment, but the hesitation in his eyes made the Yidu Zhenjun on the cloud platform even more interested.
"It seems that the little girl you brought back is not simple, or in other words, the relationship with you is not simple either." Zhenjun Yidu said with great interest.
"Master, she is my junior sister in the Eastern Continent, her talent is not weaker than mine, and," Zhan Taimingyue raised her head and glanced at Zhenjun Yidu, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a rare sly smile appeared at the corner of her eyes, " The pot of spiritual wine you found on me was brewed by my junior sister, who was only at the level of foundation building at that time."
When Zhenjun Yidu picked up Zhantai Mingyue, the storage bag on Zhantai Mingyue was damaged, and most of the contents inside were broken. Only a few survived, including half a bottle of Lingguo wine.
That pot of spiritual fruit wine, the spiritual fruit used for brewing is not high-end, but it is unprecedented in the boundless sea. Moreover, Lingchu's brewing technique is somewhat special. According to the words of Lady Mei back then, it is somewhat unusual.
Therefore, as an old drunkard, Ichito Makoto sensed something was wrong as soon as he sniffed it, and his eyes brightened even more when he tasted it.
For those who have been looking for wine for many years, the taste and novelty of wine even exceed the requirements of its material.
In other words, what they pursue is not a rare wine, but a taste.
"You go back first. When I stabilize my state, you can bring your junior sister over to have a look." Zhenjun Yidu swallowed subconsciously. This was a conditioned reflex for good wine. He coughed twice, and then Then he added, "I'm here for other things."
Zhenjun Yidu didn't say anything more, but Zhan Tai Mingyue bowed respectfully again before finally leaving.
