After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

Feng Ciyue left Xiaoze Peak, Ling Xun had been waiting outside for a long time, and when he saw Feng Ciyue, he hurried up and said, "Hongxue." Jianzong has had some troubles in recent years, first Hua Xunlu, then Qiu Lingjun, Xie Wushuang After slashing a sword on Liangjie Mountain and disappearing, he couldn't help worrying, "How is your injury, do you want me to accompany you to the Valley of Medicine?"

It was an eventful time, and he hoped that Feng Ciyue could recover from his injuries.

Feng Ciyue was aware of his own situation. The reason why he couldn't continue his cultivation was because of a mental illness. The fortune teller did a calculation for him once, and warned him not to suppress himself too much. It would be easier for him to overcome this hurdle by letting go of his mind.He knew the way to overcome the tribulation a long time ago, so he told Xie Wushuang about this matter, and had a love affair.

But he won't do it: "No."

He won't be barely frost-free.

Again no need.

Ling Xun looked at Feng Ciyue: "Hongxue." He said sincerely, "I am your uncle. If you have something on your mind, you are welcome to discuss it with me. I, Jianzong, will always stand behind you. "

Feng Ciyue's heart warmed, and she was a little moved.Jianzong is not his unilateral contribution, they are also sincerely teaching him, eagerly looking forward to his well-being, this feeling is also something he can't give up: "I know."

The tone was a little gentle, "Uncle Shi, I'm fine."

Ling Xun smiled, put his hand on Feng Ciyue's shoulder, and patted it gently: "It's so big." When Feng Ciyue came to Jianzong, he was not very old, a child, holding a sword, talking Everything you do is straightforward.

Now he has become a famous immortal, "Since there is nothing wrong...you can go back to recuperate."

Feng Ciyue nodded lightly: "Yes."

Yun Buqi just returned to the sect.

He only saw Feng Ciyue's back: "Master."

Ling Xun was actually a little sad, Feng Ciyue still didn't say anything after all.

As he got older, he raised his head and looked around, and suddenly found that there were not many old friends left: "What happened to the fortune teller?"

"Not very good." Yun Buqi went to Changliu Mountain, feeling depressed, "I think it can last for 400 years at most." Shen Suanzi is still alive, barely hanging on his life

That's it.

Ling Xun was startled: "What did Yaogu say?"

Yun Buqi stood on the sword: "The fortune teller didn't let Yaozu see it." He sighed, "The fortune teller told him about his own situation, and he knows it himself." After his cultivation has reached the realm of the venerable, how can he not be concerned about his destiny? Not counted yet.

Then, he said, "Hongxue should also know how to overcome the tribulation, but he still refuses to say?"

Ling Xun shook his head silently.

Yun Buqi sneered: "Growing up, our wings are hardened, and we don't pay attention to us anymore. One, two, and things are kept in our hearts. Why, is my sword sect particularly incompetent?"

Ling Xun: "..."

He knew that Yun Buqi was not only talking about Hongxue, but also Hua Xunlu.It has been a few years since Luxun fell, and he was often in a trance, "I thought Luxun went to practice again. That's why I haven't come back for so many years."

I woke up suddenly again today, the wayfinding is lost.

The cause of his junior sister's death is unknown, and there is no body left, only a clothes tomb is left to be buried in Jianzong.

Yun Buqi hesitated, and glanced at Ling Xun: "I'm so confused." He was a little irritable, "If we can't beat Hongxue, we should really teach him a lesson with the majesty of the elders."

Ling Xun laughed: "Go ahead and try."

Yun Buqi snorted: "I haven't lived enough yet."

Thirteen venerables fell one after another in the Demon Realm. The little devil of Modoye was in trouble. It was the enemy he sent to slaughter first that caused the trouble later. Thinking, he laughed again, "I tell you something An interesting thing."

Ling Xun tells Yun Buqi not to play tricks.

"Modoye, the number one genius of this generation of Demon Realm, is also a noble prince." Yun Buqi went to Demon Realm, concealed his identity and walked around a few times, "Many people in Demon Realm are clamoring to kill him."

He touched his chin, "This kid is really ruthless."

Ling Xun was still worried about the matter of the Chou family. In his opinion, even if Qiu Lingjun and the Chou family were severed, the blood ties were still there. He just went to suppress the ghost city, and the family suffered such a catastrophe. provocation.

There was a sense of coldness in his words: "Sooner or later, he will be used to pay homage to the enemy."

Qiu Lingjun is a disciple of his Sword Sect.

Ling Xun is also a swordsman, although he is quite easy to talk at this time, he is a kind elder, and in the early years he was also a well-known Taoist monarch, who killed the Demon Realm without helm and armor.

Yun Buqi went to Demon Realm and heard more than this: "Didn't Old Devil Han accept a disciple?"

He was talking about Lonicera, and Laomo Han often brought Lonicera with him, and loved him very much.

Ling Xun knew Ren Dong, nodded and said: "He has good talent."

"It's more than good." Yun Buqi was also courageous. He went to spy on Old Devil Han. Of course, he didn't peep for too long. The foundation of casting Tao preaches to his disciples."

The foundation of casting Tao is the foundation of monks' cultivation.

Let's put it this way, Yun Buqi is basically hopeless among immortals, but if a monk with a status of venerable is willing to give Yun Buqi the foundation of Taoism, there is an [-]% chance that he will step into the realm of venerable.But basically no monks would do this. In the process of preaching, as much as the people watching comprehend, the speaker will lose as much. If it is light, the cultivation level will drop, and if it is serious, it will fall out of the realm of the venerable.

If it is true, Old Devil Han is using his own cultivation to pave the way for Liandong. Liandong has no restrictions on comprehension, and there will be no obstacles in cultivating to the Venerable Realm.

Laomo Han worked hard, even sacrificed himself, paving a way for Liandong to reach the sky.

Ling Xun didn't believe it: "How could it be?"

Demon cultivators are not like immortal cultivators. Most of them accept disciples to enjoy offerings, and they accept hundreds or thousands of people at every turn. It is difficult to really teach Taoism, let alone use their own foundation of Taoism to give lectures to disciples.

Yun Buqi: "I don't want to believe it either."

Ling Xun frowned: "Why does Old Demon Han do this?" Almost no one does this. The simplest truth is that the gains outweigh the losses. "What if he fell out of the Venerable Realm and only cultivated the second Xie Wushuang?"

Does Xie Wushuang have a future?some.

But that's just promising. The Venerable Realm, even the weakest Venerable Realm, can kill Xie Wushuang without any effort.

Yun Buqi was also puzzled: "I don't know."

Ling Xun had a headache and murmured, "He's really crazy."

Shenji Gate is a holy place for divination, so Shen Chungui has naturally heard of it.

The opportunity is here.

Shen Chungui obviously died of serious injuries not long ago, and by such a coincidence, he came across the Divine Machine Sect again.There is really no way out, there is no way out, and there is another village.It was difficult for him to control his excitement, and his voice trembled slightly.

But even at this time, he was still calm and hesitated a little: "How did Wushuang know?"

He studied divination, even though he is not very knowledgeable, and he also knows that there are not so many coincidences in the world. It is said that they are coincidences, but they are all man-made.

Xie Wushuang stroked the cup, as if missing an old friend: "Someone told me."

Wushuang still has old friends?

Maybe there are, geniuses have many adventures.

Shen Chungui saw the nostalgic and reminiscing look on Xie Yu's face, and seemed to have regrets seeing him: "That old friend of yours?"

Xie Yu put down the cup, stared at Shen Chungui with pitch-black eyes, and said calmly, "Dead."

long dead.As early as in the previous life, after they broke up, his friend had already died.The one who is alive now is his enemy.

An endless enemy.

Shen Chungui was stunned: "Sorry. I don't know."

It seems that Wushuang should be a very close friend, otherwise he would not have told Wushuang about it.He thought of himself for no reason, and he was dying soon, if he died, would Wushuang miss him?

Rubbing the cup nervously, Shen Chungui knew that he was a bit on the edge of the horns, and subconsciously showed two faint smiles, he adjusted himself, and apologized, "It was abrupt."

Xie Yu's expression was still calm: "It's nothing."

From the side, Qiyue heard in the mist: "What magic door?"

He doesn't understand.

Liu San was also shocked, and used to drink continuously to hide his nervousness.No, you won't really meet a fairy, right?It's not that he has heard nothing about traveling all over the world, but it's hard to find fairy trails. According to legend, they all come here on clouds and fog.

So he keeps telling July that there are no immortals.

Shen Chungui didn't hide anything from Qiyue, and explained: "For you, Shenjimen is ten thousand taels of gold, and if you get it, you can be rich like an enemy." As he said, he joked, "Even if you want to be an emperor, it's not impossible."

Qiyue gasped: "So, so powerful?"

Liu San's voice was a bit obscure: "For us? What about you?"

Shen Chungui had already calmed down: "If you are gifted with supernatural powers, ascension is just around the corner."

It's not that you can fly up when you meet the magic door, but you have to pass through all levels.The Divine Machine Gate is also known as the Thousand Machine Gate. There are thousands of checkpoints, one door and one calamity. It is said that if you pass all of them, you can become a fairy.

The Divine Machine Gate provides an opportunity to ascend.

There is no shortage of people with great perseverance in the world. What is lacking is only opportunity, and the most precious thing is opportunity.

Folks have the myth of ascension by day.

Liu San is no stranger to the word Feisheng: "Are you really immortals?"

Xie Yu said, "It should be called a monk."

There are no immortals in Canglan.

Qiyue didn't care so much, his eyes were bright, and he wanted to kneel down on the spot: "Master, just accept me, master." He said with a deadpan face, "I think I have the qualifications to ascend."

It's really shameless.

Shen Chungui just smiled as usual.

Xie Yu doesn't know how to accept apprentices, and he doesn't care about taking apprentices.

He raised his eyelids, his black eyelashes were thick and thick: "I am Xie Wushuang, a disciple of Jianzong." He threw out a token, "You have an order to go to the barren island to climb the cloud platform, and someone will escort you to Jianzong."

This place is adjacent to the barren island.

"Jianzong?" Qiyue grabbed the token, "What Jianzong?"

Only later did I know in July that Jianzong was the first sect in Canglan.The person he pestered as a teacher when he was young was No. 1 in this tide.He also became a monk, knowing that the Taoist Lord Xianzun, Canglan has sixteen states, dragons and phoenixes really exist, one person and one sword can open mountains, break seas, and hold thousands of torrents.

When he was old, those people and those things had become the past, and the memory of this period was always vivid in his mind.

"Wake up a bright moon, and illuminate my body full of ice and snow, and the mighty rivers and rivers."

Jianzong, Xie Wushuang.

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Awaken a day of bright moon, according to me full of ice and snow, mighty rivers and rivers. ——Xin Qiji