She Made The Whole Cultivation World Cry

On the back mountain of Tianxiong Peak, a courtyard is hidden deep in the pine forest, and intermittent coughing sounds can be heard from it.

The cold night was cold and wet, and Song Zhiang, who was pale and thin, was wearing a robe, sitting on the porch reading a book, his eyes unconsciously looking towards the direction of the Heavenly Crying Peak, unaware of the contents of the book.

Ever since he escaped death and formed the alchemy, he has lived here alone in seclusion, imprisoning himself in the enclosure, and he has never stepped out of this small courtyard for almost thirty years.

Because he was afraid of seeing other people's sympathetic eyes, Master Canghuo Zhenjun's caring eyes made him very uncomfortable every time he came.

He wanted to say that he wasn't trash, but couldn't because the truth...that was it.

He has been studying and practicing here these years, cultivating his mind and character, and when he feels strong, he will continue to refine weapons.

The Internal Affairs Hall wanted to send him an apprentice refining equipment to help him with chores, but he refused.

It was only at that time that Song Zhiang knew that Jiang Yuebai had just returned from the Yinshan mine, and because he was a disciple of a handyman, he was almost sent to work by his side as a handyman.

No wonder Jiang Yuebai was always acting weird when he saw him later, maybe it was from then on that he had a bad impression of him.

At the beginning, he didn't like Jiang Yuebai either. He felt that how could she, an ordinary person with five spiritual roots, make Lu Nanzhi and Xie Jingshan become confidantes?

But later, Song Zhiang realized how wrong he was.

Now even he himself can't help showing some respect for Jiang Yuebai, and has been using her to motivate himself, don't give up hope.

Even if the foundation is destroyed, he still has to work hard until the last moment of his life. He doesn't believe that he is really going to be trapped in the early stage of Jindan for a lifetime.

"I don't know what kind of lively scene it is on the Heavenly Crying Peak."

Song Zhiang's eyes filled with envy, he clenched his fist and coughed twice, and recalled the scene when everyone sat together at the foot of Tianyanzong Mountain, drinking and chatting happily.

At that time, it was great.

At this time, a little junior sister whom his master had just accepted came running over panting, holding a storage bag.

"Master...Senior brother...Wang...Wangshu...I saw Zhenjun Wangshu!"

Song Zhiang's hands trembled, he quickly stood up and looked outside, but there was no one there, sourness welled up in his heart.

Xiao Sisi, who was only ten years old, was wearing her buns, her cheeks flushed from running, and she took a few breaths before saying, "Just down the mountain, she asked me a lot about you, brother, do you have a good relationship with Zhenjun Wangshu? Is she really good?" She's very temperamental, she doesn't have any airs of a real gentleman, she is exactly like the fairy I imagined, and she even gave me a bottle of elixir."

Song Zhiang felt a little unbelievable, "She...she asked me?"

Si Si nodded vigorously, "After asking a lot, I asked Zhenjun Wangshu to come in, but she said...that you don't like her, brother, do you have any grudges against Zhenjun Wangshu? But it's wrong, Zhenjun Wangshu specially gave me this , let me pass it on to you."

Si Si walked up to Song Zhiang and handed over the storage bag in his hand.

Song Zhiang's fingers tightened, and he took it stiffly, and took out a jade box that sealed the elixir from inside. After opening, a white celestial mushroom like a cloud emitted a moonlight-like white light, illuminating Song Zhiang's astonished face.

There is also a note in the jade box,

[Yaozu Xianzhi, can heal your fundamental damage, turn it into Qi, just absorb it]

Xianzhi? !

Of course Song Zhiang knew that the long-extinct Xianzhi was the holy medicine for root damage, but everyone was looking for it for him, and he couldn't find it after many years of searching.

The Xianzhi that suddenly appeared at this time seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and it weighed heavily on Song Zhiang's heart, making his throat tight and unable to breathe.

He wouldn't doubt that it was fake at all, but he had mixed feelings in his heart, his nose was sour, and his eyes were red unconsciously.

Flipping the jade box away, Song Zhiang's figure was like the wind, and he rushed out of the small courtyard and rushed down the mountain.

Si Si was staggered back by the gust of wind, and turned around in surprise.

"Brother, he...he walked out?!"

The moon is bright and the stars are bright, on the mountain road from Tianxiong Peak to Tiankui Peak.

Jiang Yuebai felt someone coming from behind, stopped in her tracks, took a breath and turned around with her hips on her hips, and said deliberately, "Song Zhiang, do you want to come and quarrel with me again?"

The night was as cool as washing, and Song Zhiang, who was dressed in gray clothes and an outer robe, had red eyes, his hair was disheveled and disheveled, and he was unbelievably emaciated, and he was no longer as vigorous as he was when he mocked Jiang Yuebai back then.

His Adam's apple rolled down, and he took a hard breath to suppress the hot eyes.

"sorry."

Jiang Yuebai was stunned.

With a deep apology in Song Zhiang's eyes, he pulled out a slight smile, "It seems that I have never apologized for my unreasonable slander to you, Jiang Yuebai, I, Song Zhiang, was young and frivolous in the past, arrogant, arrogant and offensive. Please forgive me."

Song Zhiang bowed his hands, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and he bit his lips tightly to prevent Jiang Yuebai from seeing him.

In this world of comprehension, there are not a few people who hold grudges and kill people just because they offend them casually, and there are not a few people who stabbed a knife in the back, so Song Zhiang would never have imagined that Jiang Yuebai would be the one who pulled him out of the abyss today.

Compared with her magnanimity and openness, Song Zhiang was ashamed.

He suddenly understood why Jiang Yuebai was able to become the prestigious Wangshu Zhenjun in the entire earth and spirit world. Except for those who didn't know her, anyone who had dealt with her would praise her rather than sigh.

People's prejudice is a big mountain standing in their hearts. Looking at people from behind the mountain, no matter how many things that person has done, the person on the side of the mountain can't see it, and can only speculate maliciously.

Even the rumors are maliciously rationalized, conspiracy theories, thinking that everyone is blind, and only you can see through all the truth.

The breeze blows Jiang Yue's white-shouldered hair, and the moonlight covered by dark clouds falls on the forest.

"I accept the apology, and I'll also say sorry to you, I didn't speak well before, don't mind, Xianzhi will absorb it earlier, I have to leave beforehand."

Jiang Yuebai turned around and walked forward, raising her hand and waving casually, like a friend of the same generation saying goodbye for a while.

The bright moonlight elongated Song Zhiang's shadow. He straightened up and watched that figure turn into a gust of wind, blowing leaves into the forest and disappearing.

Song Zhiang wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, he couldn't help laughing, his whole face got rid of the darkness and gradually brightened.

"Why did I become like a forgetful dust, maybe it's not right..."

Song Zhiang turned around and walked towards Tianxiong Peak, with strides like flying stars.

*

Half a month later, at dusk, two thunderclaps suddenly sounded on Tianwai Peak, and Shi Xiaowu and Jiang Ziying broke through the Jiedan pass at the same time and began to cross the catastrophe.

Jiang Yuebai had already prepared everything for them.

Especially Shi Xiaowu, who was facing the siege of evil monks in a dream at that time, his master sister Jiang Yuebai alone led away the three evil souls, leaving him to take care of his seriously injured master Li Jiuchuan.

If he couldn't form the alchemy immediately, he would definitely be unable to deal with the powerful enemies outside, and the master would die at that time.

Under the pressure of many parties, Shi Xiaowu finally broke out, determined to fight against the heaven with his broken body.

In the dream, Shi Xiaowu stood under the big formation on the top of the mountain, arrogant and unparalleled.

"Master, don't worry, even if I, Shi Potian, die, I will never let you have trouble!"

"Come on, I'll trigger the Heavenly Tribulation of Pill Formation now, and see if it's your evil cultivator's head iron, or it's my destiny!"

Shi Potian, covered in blood, took out the crumpled little portrait of Qi Yue, took a last look, and resolutely started to cross the tribulation in place.

puff~

Outside the dreamland, Master Canghuo couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha, this brat who knows what he counts without seeing it is actually so domineering in his bones. It's interesting and interesting, but it's so interesting. This succubus borrowed me to play, and asked me to let Ling Guanghan also take a look."

Li Jiuchuan supported his forehead speechlessly, and asked Jiang Yuebai next to him, "Is it so useless to be a teacher? Two Nascent Souls were seriously injured and unconscious for a teacher?"

Qi Yue blushed, looking nervously at Shi Xiaowu's real body sitting cross-legged in the formation.

Yun Chang looked at her nose with her eyes and her heart with her nose, she bowed her head and dared not speak to her fingers.

Jiang Yuebai used the silk thread of spiritual consciousness to guide Shi Xiaowu's kung fu, and said with a smile, "Meng, this is all a dream, Master, don't take it seriously."

Li Shenzhi muttered, "In Shi Xiaowu's dream, I was the one who was blinded by Shi Xiaowu and slapped in the face. Sovereign Master, you are a respected master after all, I...haha."

At the beginning of the catastrophe, with Jiang Yuebai around, Li Jiuchuan was not nervous at all, and even called Qi Ming to drink tea together at the top of Tiankui Peak, waiting for the catastrophe to end.

Because Qi Yue Zhuyan was relatively early, he didn't want to be regarded as Qi Yue's father, so he exchanged Zhuyan Pill early and ate it, so he still looks less than thirty now.

After following Li Jiuchuan for many years, he has been influenced by his ears and eyes, and his temperament is more calm and introverted. Although he is only in the late stage of foundation establishment, he always has the aura of a Jindan real person.

Li Jiuchuan never put on airs, poured a cup of tea for Qi Ming with his own hands, and handed it over, "You work hard for a while, and after this Fuyao Fairy Fair is over, I will personally protect the Dharma for you and help you form alchemy."

Qi Ming was flattered, and took the teacup with both hands, "The suzerain treats me like a teacher like a father, I dare not expect anything extravagantly, but I am indeed reluctant to leave the suzerain, leave the Tianyan sect, so I will trouble the suzerain."

Li Jiuchuan nodded with a smile. Qi Ming used to be too cautious, and he would look forward to seeing opportunities before him. Influenced by his sister Qi Yue these years, he finally knows how to fight for them.

Everyone is growing and changing, and the Tianyan Sect is thriving and prosperous.

Li Jiuchuan was not willing to let go of such a Tianyan sect, wanting to make it better in his own hands, with the idea, Li Jiuchuan couldn't help turning the ring on his hand.

In it, there is the method of cultivation avatar and distraction that Jiang Yuebai gave him.

Maybe, you can give it a try!

After several days of busy work, both Shi Xiaowu and Jiang Ziying successfully crossed the catastrophe and began to stabilize their cultivation.

Jiang Yuebai originally wanted to rest for a few days before going to Guiyuan Jianzong and King Kong Terrace, but a letter from Shanhailou made her very anxious.

[Hundred Puyu, Snake Village, Lu Ying is in trouble]

besides! Wait until I have a meal before continuing!