Please care for Lonely and Widows Sanxian [Traveling]

After throwing away these messy thoughts, Chu Zishi and Xuan Zhu chatted a few more words before Yu Jian left.

When Chu Zi picked up and left, Xuan Zhu asked Hei Ren to lie down and told it to continue repairing the Yaoyuan: "This time it will be a little longer." After all, his mana is not as good as before, and the Yuanshen also has it because of the previous incident. The damage, although the primordial spirit is constantly recovering due to the fact that he has the spirit energy of the fairy, but the spiritual energy of Ningle Valley is not abundant, it will take a long time, "Little Hei Ren, don't think about anything in the future, just lie down Go to sleep."

This sleep will be very, very long.

How can Hei Ren disagree, it should be said that no matter what Xuanzhu does, it knows that it will not harm it, so it has always been obedient.

Sensing that the black energy on the young man was about to fall into a short-term dormancy again, Xuan Zhupan sat down and said, "Then let's start."

He re-lighted the meteorite glazed lamp, divided the primordial spirit, part of it entered the youth's Zifu through the guidance of the glazed lamp, and part of it entered Hei Ren's Yao Yuan, and while repairing it, he checked the memories belonging to Hei Ren.

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Under the gloomy night, on a cliff, a figure stood facing the wind, looking at the dark depression below the cliff.

At the col where no one is seen, there should be a hidden enchantment made by Wen Qingmo's master, but the cultivation base of Sanxian can't shake the resentment that swallowed the earth demon's primordial spirit.

Not long after, another figure came with a sword.

The figure jumped down from the sword, and said darkly: "Don't talk nonsense, talk about business, I have to go back quickly, there are still some things to deal with in the sect."

"Oh, when did you become such an obedient disciple? It's really unexpected." The figure who had been standing here for an unknown amount of time laughed and said, "Speaking of which, looking at you now, I almost forgot that you once exploded at once." I have lost my temper. If you really can change it enough, I admire it. Your arm is not bad now?"

"I'll bear it when a senior official crushes someone to death." The gloomy voice spat and gritted his teeth.

"Calm down your anger." The laughing voice stopped a little, and lowered his voice, "I can be sure that 'Wen Qingmo' is the devil. I really didn't expect that he could bear it until now and show up until now. , His injuries back then are definitely not fully healed, and he will probably be very weak when he wakes up."

"Since you have found the Demon Lord, what are you doing so much nonsense with me, report back to Your Majesty!"

At this time, the other person did not respond to the companion who spoke like a firecracker. The companion was shocked and teased: "You... don't want to hide this matter, do you? You are still the most trusted and beloved chief Do you love the general? You won’t be taken away too, right?” After doubting, he still didn’t respond, and he suddenly laughed, “Are you trying to laugh me to death hahahaha!”

After the laughter gave up, the slow voice opened his mouth, with a leisurely tone: "Oh, I said you used this face to put on an expression of Xiu Neng, which makes people find it funny."

"Fart! Get out!" After a pause, he said again, "Do you really want to hide it?"

"I don't want to hide it, I just..." The smiling voice was full of sneering coldness, "I want to see the painful appearance of the devil who has been tortured by this resentment for a hundred years."

"The ghost knows what you're thinking. Every time I see what you do, I feel that you are asking for trouble. Why bother. Anyway, I got my life back. I can live for a while. There is nothing wrong with it. "The sword light flashed, and the figure with a gloomy voice stepped firmly on the sword, and said with a sneer, "If I knew that what you wanted to say to me was such nonsense, I would never rush over here!"

"You are becoming more and more open-minded, and you have really become a cultivator." The laughing voice seemed to be mocking, shaking his head and sighing, "I haven't seen you in so many years, I just want to find an old friend to catch up with, I didn't expect you to be so impatient. "

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, I'm leaving!"

As the sword light flew towards the sky, there was one person missing under the tree.

After a long silence, tiny firefly lights came to the side of the figure, and a long sigh resounded suddenly. The man stretched out his hand, grabbed those twilight lights, and muttered to himself, as if answering the ridicule of his companion just now: "Are you asking for trouble... I don't know that my willingness is wishful thinking... But I can do anything for the honor..." Like an obsession, he repeated himself like self-hypnosis, "For--I Your Majesty."

The next moment, the figure under the tree also flew away with the sword, leaving only the dead flying insects on the ground.

A hundred years for a mortal is a long life from birth to death, but to a monk, it is just a blink of an eye, a retreat, a few practice sessions, time flies by.

But if all that these hundred years have brought to the monks is pain, can it still be called a blink of an eye?

I'm afraid it will become an eternity engraved in the soul if you can't live or die.

Thinking of this, he felt that the suffering he had suffered was nothing.

******

Wen Qingmo opened his eyes, sat up from the bed immediately, looked around but couldn't find the person he wanted to find: "Master, where are you?"

A familiar and pleasant low-pitched male voice came in from outside following the sound of footsteps: "What's wrong?"

As soon as Wen Qingmo heard Xuan Zhu's voice, she quickly got out of bed.

"I just went out to prepare some things." Xuan Zhu walked towards the apprentice who was coming towards him, "It's snowing outside, do you want to go and have a look together?"

Wen Qingmo was stunned for a moment, obviously he did not expect that it was snowing outside, he glanced at Hei Ren who was still sleeping soundly, and then at Xuan Zhu.

Xuan Zhu asked: "Wake up Hei Ren together?"

"Let Hei Ren sleep well."

After Wen Qingmo finished speaking, he pulled Xuan Zhu's wrist, and walked out of the cave in a hurry, as if he was more anxious than Xuan Zhu, the person who proposed the idea.

The outside of the cave is white, and the snow is falling one after another. The surrounding green pines are covered with a layer of snow. After enough thick snow has accumulated, the branches bend their waists, and a layer of snow falls to the ground with a "bang" sound. sound.

The monks have their own magic power to support them, and even the severe winter is not cold to them. Standing in the clothes of the past, the black and red figures stand in the world covered in silver, as if they have become the brightest lights in the world. color.

Xuan Zhu held his apprentice's hand: "There is a stone pavilion on the top of a mountain here, let's sit there for a while."

Wen Qingmo held Xuan Zhu's hand instead: "Is Master planning to do something?"

"That's right." Xuan Zhu said, "I'll let you try the craft of being a teacher later."

Wen Qingmo didn't ask what it was, and let Xuanzhu lead him forward.

The two of them didn't use mana to block the snow, but walked slowly towards the nearby mountain. Because the snow was falling heavily while walking, Xuan Zhu took out a white bamboo bone silk umbrella, which was as thin as a cicada's wing. The umbrella surface is unfolded, and a landscape is fully displayed.

Neither of them spoke, they moved forward quietly, they had a tacit understanding and didn't want to break the silence at the moment.

Wen Qingmo likes this kind of atmosphere, as if only he and Xuanzhu are left in the whole world, the road they want to move forward seems to be endless, and they will always walk together, forever and ever.

But it will eventually come to an end.

In the simple and simple stone pavilion, two futons and a pot of tea were brewed at some time. As soon as you enter the pavilion, you can smell the tea aroma lingering in your nose.

Xuan Zhu made a gesture of invitation: "Friend Wen, please sit down."

Wen Qingmo was stunned for a moment, then lifted the corner of his robe, sat down with a smile: "You are welcome, fellow daoist."

Xuan Zhu sat across from him. There were two teacups in front of him. Two lovesick birds perched on the branches were painted on the teacups respectively. lovesickness.

With knuckle fingers, he picked up one of the saucers and placed it in front of Wen Qingmo.

There was a crisp sound of "crack" when the teacup was placed on the stone table.

The teapot was gently picked up by someone, and then slowly poured into the cup of the person sitting opposite. The hot air rose from the cup, the snow fell silently, and the sound of splashing water was like the only sound in the world. Hitting each other's hearts, it's very ironic.

"How is it, friend Daoist?"

"Good tea." After Wen Qingmo took a sip of the tea, he praised, "Friend Daoist's craftsmanship is truly amazing."

"I heard that Fellow Daoist praised you absurdly."

A smile appeared on Xuan Zhu's face, like a banished immortal who was infected with the air of the world after entering the mortal world, with a little more popularity and less alienation from the world.

Enjoy a snow scene, make a pot of good tea, and enjoy a cup of joy.

This was something Xuan Zhu had done alone, but now he was accompanied by another person, sitting opposite each other, and the two of them stopped talking, enjoying the quiet atmosphere of the moment, which made his heart soften unconsciously.

When they heard Hei Ren's roar spreading all over the mountain, urging them to go back, they stood up together.

Xuan Zhu's hand caressed the objects on the table, all of them disappeared, as if they had never appeared before, but the elegant tea fragrance left behind seemed to tell about everything that happened just now.

Wen Qingmo asked: "Master, will you come tomorrow?"

Xuan Zhu asked back: "Do you like it?"

"like."

"Then come again."

This time, Wen Qingmo took the initiative to hold Xuan Zhu's hand: "Bring Hei Ren along tomorrow."

"Then why didn't you wake it up today?"

Hearing that cry, I was really wronged, maybe when they went back, Hei Ren would rub his nose against them with snot.

For a while, Wen Qing was silent.

When the two walked for a while and saw Hei Ren, and Hei Ren also saw them running towards them, Wen Qingmo suddenly opened his mouth, as if muttering softly: "Master let me try your handicraft. I haven't... so I want to be with Master, just the two of us."

Hei Ren had already run in front of them, Wen Qingmo let go of Xuan Zhu's hand, bent down, with a smile on his lips, and patted Hei Ren's head.

Xuan Zhu looked at the young man's undisguised panic, and his calm mood also jumped.

How could he not know.

……

Xuan Zhu was treating Hei Ren's Yaoyuan, this time he deliberately wanted to see its fragmentary memories.

Now, as the black lion who pulled the thunder back then, he carried the body of the demon king Ning Qingmo on his body, and in front of him was the void crack created by the demon king.

In the sky filled with blood, the young man in red is hunting and fighting alone in the air with the demon venerable Yin Xue. Various magic weapons and moves of the two sides are fighting with each other. Not weak.

Even though countless generals had been killed, the demon king soared into the sky, he was extremely confident in himself and did not call other generals to surround him and his master.

To put it bluntly, for the Demon Lord, all Ning Qingmo had beside him was a black lion that held thunder, and it was also a stupid demon pet that hadn't even reached the stage of body training.He knows what some demon cultivators said to him when he saw him, but he never minded, anyway, he is not the pet of those bad-mouthed people, he is the pet of his own demon king, no one knows how good the master is, only As long as he knows.

Whenever he thinks of this, he feels elation in his heart, but the joy he once felt has turned into the sadness of having to be separated from his master because of the later changes.

He glanced back at the sky, it was the incarnation of the primordial spirit temporarily separated by the master, and it was also an extremely powerful incarnation of the primordial spirit, but now there is also a trace of primordial spirit in the body of the master on his back, but it is weak as if it is about to dissipate of.

He was in great grief, knowing that he could not help his master by staying.

Turning his big head back, he looked at the void crack in front of him and jumped in.

After crossing the catastrophe, the so-called stepping through the void is to enter the void crack.There are countless worlds in the cracks of the void, human world, fairy world, demon world, demon world, and perhaps other unknowable worlds. Those worlds are surrounded by a layer of light, and they are different. For example, the human world is white, The fairy world is golden light, the demon world is red and black, and the demon world is water green, etc. There are thousands of colors, none of which repeats, but similar colors can easily confuse people.

Therefore, when entering the void crack for a short stay, you must choose the world carefully. If you are involved in other worlds, it will not be so simple to find the original way.

When his master asked him to go to the human world, he followed his master's teachings. He didn't run around, look around, or stay. He kept running in the void, looking for the void that represented the human world.

I don't know how long it has passed, but when he finally found a void, he jumped in without the slightest hesitation.

The human world, that is, the realm of self-cultivation, for monsters born in the demon world like the Thunder Black Lion, the power of the law that operates in it has also caused inadvertent restrictions on them, whether it is absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth or practicing. Not difficult.

And the boundary of the land he came to was on a cliff where the master once crossed the robbery and left.

"Looking down from the cliff, you can see a mountain depression. In the mountain depression, there is a paradise. I call it Ningle Valley." He remembered the master's words, and also remembered the soft expression on the master's face when he spoke to him, and even more What's more, when talking about that place, the master seemed to be in a trance with a warm tone, and then the master said quietly, "Chu Lei, remember the invisibility formula I taught you, don't forget it, once you forget the invisibility, you will be scared." Ordinary people in Bad Valley, then I can't spare you. When you get there, find a place to bury my body."

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Later in the spring, Xuanzhu planted a flower field with Wen Qingmo on the top of the highest mountain in Wuyou Mountain.

In fact, there is no need for them to plant flowers by themselves. As long as he stimulates the mana, after the land is moistened by the mana, some flowers and plants will quickly grow, forming a colorful scene.However, Xuan Zhu did not do this. When he told Wen Qingmo about this proposal, Wen Qingmo was very happy.

Unnecessary but contentedly, he took two coarse cloth clothes and a hoe. After they put on together, they rolled up their sleeves and began to hoe the ground, and then sowed the seeds of various flowers and plants.

During the sowing process, the naughty Hei Ren made several holes in the ground with one paw on one side and the other on the other, so that they would not need to plow the land with a hoe, and directly buried the seeds in the pits.

When these seeds grow stems and vines one after another, and they bloom in various forms, this cliff will become a sea of ​​flowers competing for beauty.

Xuan Zhu put down the hoe, looked at the apprentice who seemed to be enjoying the farming experience, and then saw that after the apprentice put down the hoe, a little dirt was rubbed on his face at some point, turning into a colorful cat.

He waved to his apprentice who was standing two steps away: "Qing Mo, come here."

Wen Qing walked over to Xuan Zhu in a puzzled manner.

Xuan Zhu wiped off the dirty mud on his face with his fingers: "As a monk, I let the mud take advantage of it."

Because of Xuan Zhu's actions, Wen Qingmo blinked his eyes innocently at first, and smiled embarrassedly after realizing it.

After all the work was completed, the two of them changed into their old clothes. Hei Ren lay obediently at Wen Qingmo's feet. The two of them, a lion, stood on the top of the cliff and the wind blew. Their noses seemed to be able to smell the flowers that would soon be coming. After blooming, the flowers are fragrant.

In the peace and tranquility, Xuan Zhu suddenly asked: "Qing Mo, where did you learn this kind of move?"

Wen Qingmo let out a puzzled "Ah".

Xuan Zhu turned to face Wen Qingmo, stretched out his hand silently, and in Wen Qingmo's somewhat stiff state, wiped his face with his index finger in the same way he wiped off the dirt just now.

Wen Qingmo was stunned for a moment at first, but when he realized that Xuan Zhu had already seen through, his eyes faltered, and finally he hesitated and said: "There is no one here to teach me, who can I learn from?"

Xuan Zhu sighed solemnly: "Oh, that is self-taught."

After a while of silence, Wen Qingmo was extremely ashamed: "Master, what exactly do you want to say?"

"What do you want to say..." Xuan Zhu dragged out his tone, which made people feel itchy, and when his apprentice was about to speak again, he said slowly, "What I want to say is that my apprentice is really powerful. Get a good master."

"...What do you mean by teasing?"

Wen Qingmo felt that this should be a compliment to himself, but the reason why he did this was to get closer to Master, but this sentence sounded more like a compliment to Master himself, after all, there are three words "good master", But if he praised Master himself, he would also agree with it very much.

"It means increasing intimacy."

"Increase intimacy with a good master?"

Xuan Zhu was stunned for a moment, always feeling that something was wrong, but it seemed to be the case according to the literal understanding. After thinking for a while, he explained: "It is a very good way to increase the intimacy with the teacher."

Wen Qingmo let out an "oh".

Xuan Zhu suddenly realized how this became such a serious study of this sentence, he didn't want this effect when he said it.He still wanted to say something, but when he saw his apprentice squatting down, lowering his head and stroking Hei Ren's shaggy hair, he didn't want to say anything.

The little apprentice used this trick to deal with him again.

Disciple, here is the wind, which has exposed your ears hidden under your hair.

Red again.

You said you did it on purpose again.

The author has something to say: the next chapter should be the last chapter of this volume, if I don't write too much nonsense...and there will be little easter eggs that I like to hear.

In addition, say something off topic, don't read nonsense.

A little angel asked if the plot can progress faster. To be honest, I am also very anxious about the progress of the plot_(°:з」∠)_, it’s not that I don’t want to progress quickly. Who would be so stupid to earn this income now? A plot of money and water that you can’t even afford breakfast, and spend four or five hours a day getting water [self-deprecating

Maybe it's a matter of writing skills. Once I write something seriously, I will write the plot and the emotions of the characters too carefully. Everyone may think it is too slow, and there are not many explosive points in each chapter. It feels very watery. If I think so, I will cry The face is full of _(:::з」∠)_

In fact, I did a lot of foreshadowing in the early stage. Maybe you didn’t pay attention when you read the article. In addition to unraveling these foreshadowings, the next volume will also unravel the past lines of Ji Wuyou and Ning Qingmo, as well as the lines of Demon Realm and EX. .There will be more content in the next volume, and there are almost 2 volumes left in this article.

This article originally planned to write 40W. Later, because Wen Chou was too cold, the subscription ratio was really bleak. I even thought about cutting the outline and finishing it quickly to write a new article.After tangling for a while, I thought that the previous few original novels were conceived with my friends. Sanxian is the first original novel written by me alone (not counting the abandoned pits in the early years) and I did not rely on this After eating, I slowly looked at the benefits, and after thinking about all kinds of things, I finally decided to tell the whole story well, at least worthy of my original intention and worthy of everyone.

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