After reconciliation with Jianzun

Knowing that all the people who were arrested were separated from their souls, everyone made preparations in advance and helped to integrate the body and soul into one on the spot. The monks recovered faster, and they were able to leave Xilai on their own after resting in place. The trapped people will be taken care of by other monks, and they will be escorted back in batches when the situation improves.

The originally magnificent Xilai Palace sect residence has now been half destroyed, like mottled scars here and there on a human body, and the only direct disciple left is She Yingshao, who has not experienced much, and I don't know what Time to recover.

Fortunately, most of the other disciples are still alive.

As long as people are there, there is still hope for everything.

In the disaster of Xilai this time, it was Ye Zhili who opened a hole in the protective circle of Xilai Palace, and Sheng Jian sneaked in to obtain important information. Later, the two of them solved Xi Le alone. The rescue operation is inseparable from the joint efforts of everyone, but the contribution of the two of them is obvious to all.

Its specific manifestation is that Ye Zhili encountered countless warm greetings when he walked on the street, which made him a little embarrassed.

It wasn't until Shengma came together with him again that the idea craze finally retreated like freezing, allowing him to catch his breath.

After all, not everyone has the courage to stand up to Jianzun Yuanheng's ice face and talk to Cong Yejian.

He rubbed his nose lightly. In the past, when he went out with Sheng Jian, he was always a foil for Sheng Jian, but now it seemed that Sheng Jian was a tool to avoid his embarrassment.

Several people planned to let Xu Song take a break, and set off for Xuanjian Pavilion the next day.

Before leaving, Master Song took the time to meet him and asked him how he was thinking about returning to Xianmeng.

He didn't hesitate, and Dang even agreed, saying that he would go to Xuanjian Pavilion to pack up and leave as soon as possible.

Xi Le told him before he died that if he wanted to know the secret of rebirth, he should go to Xianmeng, where all the answers would be found.

He can completely ignore any conspiracies, forget and bury the past, and face the world with a brand new identity.

But since he was reborn, the monsters have targeted him several times, like a knife dangling above his head, maybe it will really kill him at any time.

Instead of sitting still, take the initiative.

Song Zhangshi laughed so hard that he lost his eyes again when he heard that he was going back, and said that he would definitely report all his achievements in the disaster of coming to the west.

The two said hello, me, hello, everyone, in official accents, and then they went their separate ways.

Ji Taxue and the half-Buddhist saint waited at the gate of Xuanjian Pavilion early after receiving the news, and they were completely relieved after seeing that the five of them were safe and sound.

When Xu Song saw Ji Taxue jumping up, he jumped up and let the long-awaited Pavilion Master Ji experience firsthand what is called equal longing.

The latter bears it with the mentality that his child is suffering outside, until Xu Song puts Ji Taxue on his nose and is about to kiss, Huaicang finally cries out of the sheath.

Fortunately, the half-Buddha sage was kind-hearted, and pulled Xu Song off by the collar just before Ji Taxue started, thus avoiding a tragedy of cannibalism at the door of the house.

And Sheng Jian seemed to be just to escort them back. He stayed in Xuanjian Pavilion for a cup of tea, said a few words to Ji Taxue, then turned around and left on the grounds of going to a private matter.

The rest of the people were tired for so many days, and they went back to their rooms to rest for two days, and they reunited in Ye Zhili's small courtyard on the third day.

Xu Song snatched the only reclining chair in the small courtyard, and lay on it with his eyes closed, shaking the fan in his hands, which can be described as extremely comfortable: "Golden nest and silver nest are not as good as our own doghouse. "

Hei Wuchang raised his eyebrows and said: "Master Xu said Xuanjian Pavilion is a dog's den, I wrote it down."

Xu Song hurriedly begged for mercy: "Sister, I was wrong, keep someone in my writing!"

Hei Wuchang ignored Xu Song, and turned to Ye Zhili, "I heard that you plan to return to Xianmeng?"

When Xu Song heard this, he didn't even lie down on the chair, and ran to the edge of the table and sat down: "What? Xiao Yezi, you want to go?"

Ye Zhili smiled: "I was just about to tell you, after staying here for so long, it's time to go back."

Xu Song cried: "No, we just met again, are you going to abandon me?"

Ye Zhili rubbed Xu Song's head: "I will come to see you when I have time, or you can come to see me."

Xu Song: "How do you go back, there are so many monsters now, and the road is so dangerous, why don't I see you off."

Hei Wuchang: "Then both of you were taken into Donglai Palace and Nanlai Palace? Rest up, the pavilion master said that Sheng Jian will accompany Xiao Yezi back."

Mentioning this matter, Ye Zhili felt a little strange in his heart.

Lu Juchen also said that he wanted to accompany him back to Xianmeng, but he didn't listen to any persuasion. He said he could eat noodles tonight. Let's go together.

Sheng Jian could understand what he said, but no matter what he said, he would always look like "don't worry about me" or "just pretend I don't exist".

After several people expressed their reluctance more or less, Yao Wu hesitated for a long time, but still asked a question that everyone was very curious about: "Little Ye Zi, what is going on between you and Sword Master? "

Ye Zhili had expected this question a long time ago.

Yao Wu and the others have always felt that Sheng Jian's love for the dead Taoist couple is deeply rooted. As a result, when he came to Xuanjian Pavilion, Sheng Jian's attitude towards him was too abnormal. It was not like the first time they met, especially when he confessed After the identity, Sheng Jian didn't even pretend to be, and kept leaning towards his side, even offering obvious special treatment.

As long as you know something about Sheng Jian and use your brain, you can more or less guess one or two.

He really regarded these people as friends, and he admitted in harmony: "It's almost the situation you think..."

The long-standing conjecture has been confirmed, and the faces of several people present are full of understanding.

Yao Wu twitched his fan and said, "This is cultivation, everything is possible. You are really destined... The world of cultivation is so big, you just came to Xuanjian Pavilion."

The half-Buddha sage twirled his rosary: ​​"Amitabha, Shengma must have been the reincarnation of some Buddha in his previous life to be lucky enough to meet you again."

That day in the inn, when Lu Juchen was angry with Sheng Jian, Hei Wuchang pieced together the story, and now his tone was a bit disdainful: "Ma Luo reincarnated him, no wonder he chased after your ass all day, he deserved it."

Just as Ye Zhili was about to say something, Xu Song slapped the table and stood up: "Sure enough! Jianzun fell in love with Xiao Yezi at first sight in Xushuizhou, so he chose to abandon the past and prepare for the second spring of his life. Launched a passionate pursuit, trying to revive the glory of the sunset, and eat tender grass in old age! Speaking of which, what happened during the period when I was unconscious? Have the two of you developed to the point where Sword Master is going to the Immortal League to propose marriage?"

Ye Zhili: "..."

Hei Wuchang, Yao Wu, and the half-Buddha sage: "..."

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

Xu Song: "What's wrong?"

A voice as cold as Shen Ye came from the gate of the small courtyard behind Xu Song: "What do you think?"

Xu Song turned his head tremblingly, and saw Sheng Jian's equally cold and fierce face, and the long sword in his hand that was emitting a chill even before it was unsheathed.

He swallowed, jumped up from the stool and shrank behind Ye Zhili, shouting in his throat: "I think I was farting just now!"

Except for a chilling look in his eyes, Sheng Jian didn't care too much about Xu Song, but said to Ye Zhili, "Have you packed your things?"

Ye Zhili has already been forced to accept the fact that he will go with Sheng Jian: "I sent the documents that need to be handed over to Xianmeng to Pavilion Master Ji. If there is no problem, we can leave tomorrow."

Yao Wu frowned and said, "Why so fast?"

"Xianmeng asked me to go back a long time ago, and it has been delayed for a long time." Ye Zhili smiled and stood up from his seat: "Then I will go and talk to Duchen about the time."

Sheng Jian's expression was worse than the expression he heard Xu Song said just now: "Let's go together."

What did the half-Buddha saint think of: "By the way, today is the memorial day, are you going to the afternoon ceremony?"

Ye Zhili was puzzled: "The memorial day?"

The originally relaxed and cheerful atmosphere in the small courtyard quickly became heavy. Even Xu Song, who had always been out of tune, stood up obediently with a respectful face.

Yao Wu: "The Day of Remembrance is held every year in Xushuizhou, and it is a day to commemorate the ancestors who died in fighting against demons."

Over the past hundred years, monsters have been rampant in the world, so many people have been displaced, separated from relatives and friends, and how many people have left their blood and lives forever on the land under their feet in order to protect what they want to protect.

In order to commemorate these seniors, many cities in Zhou have specially set up their own memorial days, so that everyone can express their grief and move forward better.

This topic felt heavy, Ye Zhili nodded: "Go."

Several people passed by Xushuizhou City, picked up Lu Juanchen who had been waiting in the city, and walked to a small hill outside the city together with groups of people.

The hills are usually taken care of by special people, and tombstones are erected from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Those tombstones are made of different materials, and the epitaphs are also different. Some even have a bare piece of wood on the head of the grave, and no one has even written the name of the person buried inside.

Except for the dazzling mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, there is probably no scene that is more touching than the solemn and solemn group of tombstones in front of you.

Some people stopped at the foot of the mountain, others remembered where their relatives or benefactors were buried, and helped each other up the mountain road.

Hei Wuchang walked ahead silently, taking the lead in searching for the graves of the disciples who had sacrificed in Xuanjian Pavilion one by one.

Whisper, sob, cry, force a laugh.

Ye Zhili walked all the way through the most painful emotions in the world, and his eyes were already sour.

When he reached the top of the mountain, he couldn't help but turn around and look.

The fiery red sunset hangs in the sky, countless people kneel or stand, or hold their heads up or stoop their backs, and paper money is spread over every corner of the hill.

The predecessors have fought and died for the world they love deeply, but they are still working hard for it.

He also intends to cultivate the Dao and jump out of reincarnation, but if one day he needs to make a choice, he will probably choose Qingshan to bury his bones.

Ye Zhili would never have imagined that in the future accident, he, a mediocre and insignificant monk, survived, while Yuan Heng Sword Master, known as the leader of the sword, fell asleep here.

Because of being scolded by the people all over the world, Sheng Jian couldn't even erect a tombstone with his name in order to prevent his grave from being exhumed and flogged.

Lonely, desolate, unworthy of seeing the light of day.

If he could get a glimpse of the future, he would put Sheng Jian in the Xuanjian Pavilion and return to the Immortal League alone to face the poisonous and blood-stained mist and abyss.

But he is just an array mage, and he doesn't even know when it will be sunny or rainy tomorrow.

When he felt the strength of comfort on his shoulders, he raised his head to meet Shang Shengjian's eyes like mountains and seas, and then returned an expression of "I'm fine", and embarked on the road of no return to Xianmeng together.

The author has something to say: Don't worry, I'm a real mother!

The next chapter enters the Xianmeng part~

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