The world of immortals is ten thousand flowers

That year, the city of Chang'an was destroyed, wars broke out everywhere, and the people were in dire straits.Ten Thousand Flowers Valley dispatched supportive disciples, batch after batch of disciples disappeared.

Pei Yuan stayed in the Valley of Thousand Flowers, looking at the prosperity and prosperity of the past, heaved a long sigh.

Sun Simiao didn't know when he stood behind him, his old and steady voice was as calm as ever: "Have you ever regretted it?"

Pei Yuan smiled lightly and shook his head: "Compared to the personal relationship between children, the common people in the world are more important. I have never regretted it."

Yes, never regretted it.

Even if he exhausted all his life's knowledge and brought that person back from the front line of life and death, he only got a "goodbye" in exchange.He still has never regretted it.

At least he had a goodbye.Also always believe that they will meet again.

The people, righteousness, and the world are much more important than the obsessions in his heart.

Just like that person who insisted on finding the master and clearing up the grievances for the master, but at the last moment, he still chose to go to the battlefield of gunpowder and do his best.

Regret?

Do you regret not expressing all the thoughts in your heart when you parted that day?I still regret that in the flames of war, I stayed in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers to protect this square inch of land.

Pei Yuan closed his eyes, inexplicably recalling that glimpse in the flames of Chang'an.

That man was still wearing a pure white Taoist robe, with a cold and aloof attitude like the snow on Mount Hua.But the sword rises and falls, just to protect the souls of the people who are defenseless behind them.

That was the last time they met. He was writing in front of the tent, protecting the wounded he had saved with his own hands, and sternly yelling at those dehumanized wolf-toothed beasts.

If you want to hurt my patients, step on me.

As the sound fell, he seemed to see that person looking back, but there was still no intersection after all.

He succeeded, keeping those dying soldiers and civilians.Afterwards, when he heard that the flames of war were about to affect Wanhua Valley, he got on his horse and rushed back.

He is not afraid of death, but even if he dies, he will live and die with Wanhua Valley.

At that moment, he was a little envious of that person.

In any case, Mount Hua is immortal, and even if no one remembers the Pure Yang Palace in a hundred years, there will still be people who know that above the ice mountain and snow veins, there is an awe-inspiring cold air, which is proud and unyielding.

But no one will remember that in this valley far away from the mountains and forests, the next generation of romantic knights and the pride of the entire Tang Dynasty were buried.

The chess fell, and the fighting sounded.

Pei Yuan looked at the owner of the valley, Dongfang Yuxuan, with a calm expression, and raised his hand to send a signal.

Flames blazed everywhere, valleys, dense forests, medicine fields, star towers, waterfalls, clear pools, and organ platforms were all submerged in the flames.

Regret?

At the end of my life, I still haven't expressed the deepest extravagant thoughts in my heart.

Regret?

Together with this prosperous scene, it was buried at the end of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Regret?

On the last side, they only looked at each other a few times, and never had a word of nostalgia.

not regret.

Pei Yuan closed his eyes, quietly swallowed by the fire.

It turns out...it really hurts.

At that time, you frowned, but you didn't want to tell me how you felt.

Stubborn, so distressing.

Presumably, there is no chance.

But if I do it all over again, I will still choose this way.

Presumably, you are the same.

But, if you do it all over again.

I'll tell you when you turn your back on the day.

Even if there is no fate in this life, I hope that in the next life, I can still laugh and talk with you hand in hand, and see all the lights of Chang'an.

Luo Feng, my love, farewell.

……

What does it feel like?

The consciousness is very clear, but can't move an inch.

After an unknown amount of time, Pei Yuan tried again and found that his fingers could move.

There seemed to be a voice in my ear that was pleasantly surprised, and shouted: "Senior brother Xiao! Senior brother is awake!"

Xiao?It seems that there has never been such a junior in Yanzhong.

Slowly opened his eyes, there was a black-haired boy in black standing beside the bed, looking at him with piercing eyes, his eyes were filled with joy that could not be concealed.

He...why did he wake up?

Obviously, the heart-thirsty flame seemed to be sweeping the whole body at a moment, why is it like a dream at this time?

Pei Yuan got up suddenly, and every decoration in the room was extremely familiar.

Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, Luoxing Lake.his room.

The young man didn't seem surprised by his surprise. He watched him come back to his senses, sat back on the chair, and slowly told a story that seemed like a dream to him.

The Ten Thousand Flowers Valley was destroyed, and the Tang Dynasty was exhausted and slowly declining.

The dynasty is still there, but it will eventually change.Wulin is still there, but completely unfamiliar.

And the Valley of Thousand Flowers has disappeared forever in the torrent of history.

However, because of the obsession of a certain immortal, a space that does not belong to the Three Realms was created and everyone in Wanhua Valley was awakened.

This is still the Valley of Thousands of Flowers, but it is no longer the Valley of Thousands of Flowers that was famous in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

He was a little lucky, glad that nothing in the valley had changed, thankful for the heavy work in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

But a little lost.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers is still there, but those things that were persistently guarded have long since disappeared.

That person, too, no longer exists.

But it's okay, greed is a terrible existence after all.

Gradually, he discovered that the young man seemed to be an extremely abrupt existence, but it seemed that there should be such a person.

After a long time, this contradiction gradually disappeared, and even he didn't know whether this young man existed in the original Ten Thousand Flowers Valley.

Later, the young man bid farewell to the master and the valley owner, and embarked on the journey alone.

On that day, Ten Thousand Flowers Valley was still peaceful and quiet as usual.

The master summoned him to Sanxing Mochiyue and revealed the boy's identity.

The Shangxian who is obsessed with reappearing the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, that person who has an inexplicable obsession with the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

Pei Yuan accepted this fact calmly, as if he had already guessed the answer in his heart.

The boy's departure didn't seem to have any impact on Wanhua Valley.

Except for those naughty juniors and juniors, when he is mentioned occasionally, there will be strong admiration and yearning.Someone would occasionally ask him when Senior Brother Xiao would return.

Day after day, even he himself wondered when that boy would appear again.

I don't know how long these days have passed.It's just that Pei Yuan felt that it seemed that thousands of years had passed.

Suddenly one day, Junior Sister stumbled to his door with a joyful tone.

She said, "Senior brother! Senior brother Xiao is back!"

He rushed to the mouth of Unfeeling Valley, and not long after, he saw the young man appear with joy and a little disappointment.When seeing him, starlight suddenly lit up in his eyes.

He was still the same as before, peaceful and gentle, with a calmness that didn't look like a teenager.But it seems that there is something different, full of curiosity about everything.

The master said that he is still the same child as before, but he is not the same immortal as before.

Reincarnation, cultivating immortals.

Words that only existed in myths and legends did not feel awkward when placed on that child.

They didn't talk much, but Pei Yuan had an inexplicable feeling.

The child himself lived in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers and had traveled for a long time without returning.That spontaneous intimacy made him inexplicably close.

There are not many opportunities for them to meet, but every time they meet, he can clearly feel the change in this child.

From the initial bewilderment, to the later steady and peaceful.Every time his strength improves, he gradually overlaps with the boy when he first met.

Ever since this young man appeared, Pei Yuan found himself receiving some messages that he should have never heard of.

Slowly, the entire Ten Thousand Flowers Valley began to be different from usual.

And all the changes in the Valley of Thousand Flowers seem to be closely related to this young man.

Separate spaces, everything that never changes, and messages that keep coming.

When the young man appeared for the last time, he carried the aura of strategizing.At that time, he should not be called a teenager, but a real cultivator.

After that, the man did not appear for a long time.

At that time, that person already had what countless people desire.

Lover, relative, friend.

Pei Yuan once thought that he would never appear again.

This Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, which seems to be reborn, will repeat day after day, and they will do the same thing again and again, without surprises or sorrows, and it will always be so dull.

Maybe immortality, eternal existence.It may also face birth, old age, sickness and death again, and the cycle of reincarnation.

But this time he was wrong.

That person split open the space that belonged exclusively to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers and connected with the so-called fairy world.

Those people, things, and things that should have nothing to do with the Valley of Thousand Flowers are integrated one by one, and the Valley of Thousand Flowers is also accommodated.

At that moment, he saw the peaceful and steady young man walking in front of them with a completely different yet inexplicably familiar aura.

Suddenly, he saw a person among those people.

With faded blue and white Taoist robes and a stubborn aloofness, the smile is light and gentle, gentle and elegant.

It looks like two people, but Pei Yuan has a feeling.

It turns out that there is still fate.

It turns out that even if we fail to reach the afterlife, we still have the opportunity to stand side by side.Even if we can no longer watch the lights of Chang'an, we have the opportunity to watch the prosperity and decline of the world together.

Pei Yuan looked up and saw the man stretching out his hand in front of him.

There is warmth in the smile.

He said, "Hello, my name is Ziheng."

In a trance, someone clasped their fists slightly, turned around and left behind a figure.

There was a cold farewell faintly left in the air.

"Goodbye."

goodbye.You and I will finally meet again.