[Comprehensive Master Honghuang] Getaway

The author has something to say: Kawen Zhong!The War of the Lich is a very critical plot, and it is difficult for me to write, so I decided to add a side story first.

The current plot is mainly about Dijun's survival. In the initial setting, Dijun was lost, but when I was writing, I suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, and now I am entangled.I don't know how to deal with it.

Do you guys have any suggestions? ? ?

It is said that when the world first opened, the sky was gloomy and the earth was barren.The prehistoric creatures are ignorant but not spiritually enlightened.

And on the top of the mountain named Longevity Mountain in later generations, the most pure ray of Xutu essence in Kaitian took root here, turning into an inconspicuous small tree, which was attracted by the conspicuous emerald green in this vast land. A red auspicious cloud formed, and it lingered over the Longevity Mountain.

Day after day, year after year.The battle turns and the stars move, the sun shines in the morning and the evening is cloudy, and the rain beats the frost.I don't know how many years have passed, Xiangyun activated his spiritual wisdom, landed immediately, and said in a clear voice: "My name is Hongyun, what's your name?"

The breeze blew by, and it had changed from a weak sapling to a lush and strong tree. It didn't respond to him, but made a rustling sound. The red cloud was a little lost, floating around beside the big tree, his ancient In the long memory of the years, there is a touch of emerald green embellishment, although this tree has no spiritual consciousness, but it does not affect Hong Yun to regard it as his friend.

"I'll go outside to have a look, you have to be fine!" Hong Yun said softly, then took a step and left this hilltop where she lived for countless days and moons very reluctantly.

Time continued to pass, and the tree on Longevity Mountain absorbed the energy of the earth veins and swallowed the essence of the sun and the moon.

Another day, a red auspicious cloud floated from afar, it was Hong Yun who had left before, he looked at the big tree as familiar as he remembered, and introduced himself again: "My name is Hong Yun, what is your name?" ah?"

"Shushasha..." The wind blew the leaves.

Hong Yun went down on his own and said: "I tell you, in the far, far east, there is a beautiful big tree with golden light all over its body. Although it is very floating, I still like your appearance more! Also... I also saw a group of fierce, flying creatures with claws and teeth, I almost thought I would never come back to see you!"

"..."

Hongyun has been rambling, sharing what he has seen and heard these days with Dashu.Finally, he sighed and said, "When will you be able to talk? I want to go and see the world with you."

"However, during this period of time, let me be your eyes!" Hong Yun said, and drifted away again, leaving only the lonely figure of the big tree in this world again.

In this way, Hongyun kept telling Dashu what he had seen and heard outside, repeating the cycle.I don't know how long it has been, but Hongyun came back again, and it started with that sentence again: "My name is Hongyun, what's your name?"

"Hello...my name is Zhen Yuanzi." To Hong Yun's surprise, after thousands of years he had only heard the sound of wind blowing leaves, he finally heard the response of a weak soul.

"Wow!!!" Hong Yun yelled happily, "That's great!" He turned into a young man in a red robe, hugging the thick tree trunk excitedly.

So far, Hong Yun has not left, and is by Zhen Yuanzi’s side. When the sun is too high, he turns into a cloud to shield Zhen Yuanzi from the strong sunlight. When it hasn’t rained for a long time, it invites rain again. Rain down on this area.Tired and sleepy, he climbed up the branches and slept on the bed made of intertwined branches that Zhen Yuanzi specially prepared for him.

From spring to autumn, one clear morning, Hong Yun greeted Zhen Yuanzi as usual, Zhen Yuanzi told him hesitantly: "I, I seem to be transformed!"

Jieyun covered the clear sky for thousands of miles, and lightning and thunder were brewing in the thick clouds.

"You bad clouds!" Hong Yun wanted to drive away these robbery clouds, but was struck down by a thunderbolt.

As an auspicious cloud, Hongyun is a sign of Furui. His transformation does not need to pass the test of Heavenly Tribulation. When the time comes, he will be able to transform naturally.

And Zhen Yuanzi, as the spiritual root of heaven and earth, needs to pass the test of the heavenly tribulation to transform into a form. The billowing sky thunder landed with the breath of destruction, and fell heavily on Zhen Yuanzi's body.

"Zhen Yuanzi!" Hong Yun wanted to go over to help, but was stopped by Zhen Yuanzi's voice: "Hong Yun, don't come here! This is my catastrophe, and I must get through it."

Hearing this, Hong Yun could only stand anxiously in the distance, silently praying for Zhen Yuanzi.

The trunk of Zhen Yuanzi's tree caught fire, and countless branches were blackened by lightning.

Hong Yun saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He couldn't help sobbing once every thunderbolt fell, and murmured: "Don't! Don't! Don't do this!"

His heart was twisted like a knife, his liver and intestines were broken, and it was impossible to describe one ten-thousandth of Hong Yun's mood at this time.

In Hong Yun's view, no matter how beautiful the world is, it cannot compare to Zhen Yuanzi alone.Because in the boundless wilderness, he happened to meet him, and during these tens of thousands of years, they faced each other day and night.He watched Zhen Yuanzi take root and sprout, continue to grow, and become the towering tree it is today. It also thrived in the small world in his heart, filling every corner and occupying his entire heart.

This situation is like the world in his heart collapsing, so how can it teach him not to die.

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After the catastrophe, the sun illuminated the earth again, and Hong Yun hurried over, seeing that Zhen Yuanzi had no good skin all over his body, was emitting black smoke, and was dying, and immediately burst into tears, attracting gentle wind and drizzle to moisten Zhen Yuanzi's dilapidated house. Body.

Lei Jie brought vitality amidst the destruction, and under Hong Yun's careful care, Zhen Yuanzi soon sprouted new shoots. After only one month, he recovered as before, and even became more prosperous.

Another day, the tall trees on Longevity Hill disappeared and turned into a young man in a black robe holding a book. His eyebrows were like distant mountains and thick as the ground. Shall we go see the great rivers and mountains of this world together?"

Before leaving, Zhen Yuanzi planted a twig to commemorate the world where they had stayed for countless years.

Many years later, no one in Honghuang knew Hongyun, but Zhen Yuanzi still stayed silently behind Hongyun, guarding him silently.Until one day, Hong Yun said to him: "Zhen Yuanzi, you should have your own life."

Over the years, he has heard people lamenting Zhen Yuanzi countless times, and then he suddenly realized that every time he had an adventure, Zhen Yuanzi would definitely give him the best of them, and the two of them could only get one of them. Yuanzi will definitely back down silently.Hong Yun was too simple, he always thought that the two were indistinguishable from each other, and he didn't face up to this matter until those words that touched his ears reached him.Zhen Yuanzi is Zhen Yuanzi, he is him, no matter how close they are, there are still some things that need to be clearly distinguished.

So he said, "Zhen Yuanzi, it's time for you and me to live our own lives."

Zhen Yuanzi always listened to Hong Yun's words and never objected, and this time it was the same. He silently returned to the birthplace of Longevity Hill, looked at the lush seedling, and settled down beside it.

However, if he knew that one day Hongyun would die unexpectedly, he would never leave Hongyun for half a step no matter what.

But it's too late to regret now.

When the red cloud fell, he only felt a twinge in his heart, and when he looked back, the flourishing ginseng fruit tree withered in an instant.

Zhen Yuanzi felt empty in his heart, and hurriedly rode the clouds to look for Hongyun, but couldn't find him again.

Hongyun, he is really like a cloud, the wind blows away, and he disappears without a trace.

From then on, Zhen Yuanzi sat quietly in the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain, without any intention of avenue, just staring blankly at the flowing clouds in the sky.

Hongyun, where are you?Don't hide from me, okay?I miss you, miss you, miss your voice telling stories next to me over and over again, miss your figure waving your sleeves to attract rain and mist, miss your smile, miss your faint fragrance...

Deep love, the hardest thing is unrequited love.

Zhen Yuanzi felt that he was bewildered, and there was nothing else in his mind except the red cloud.

The only meaning of his existence in this world is to wait for that sentence.

"My name is Hongyun, what's your name?"

I don't know how many years later, he went to Kunlun Mountain to meet Yuanshi Tianzun's appointment.Above the main hall, I saw a lingering and familiar figure.

Zhen Yuanzi, whose heart has been stagnant for countless years, was so excited that he couldn't control himself, and walked gently to the side of the young man in white, his countless thoughts condensed into one sentence: "My name is Zhen Yuanzi, what's your name?"

The young man turned his head and replied with a smile, "Hi, my name is Yun Zhongzi."