From Aquarius via Huzhou.
Then from Huzhou to Suzhou.
As soon as Gusu passed, it was Guangling Road.
Along the way, Zhu Jiuyin did not delay, sent out one after another to the wind, Xu used more than a dozen drops of precious blood as bait, and the stupid crane flew so hard that he didn’t want to work hard.
Fourteen years of Voling, October twenty-seven.
A corner of Guangling Road in the Wei Kingdom.
At noon, autumn and winter alternate, the blue sky is long and distant.
Zhu Jiuyin sent out a divine thought, and the stupid crane slowly slowed down, and then swooped towards the vast mountains below.
Stay on the banks of a babbling stream.
The stupid crane’s mouth opened sharply, and with a wow, it flew down.
Even the stupid crane himself was spit out, you can imagine how fast.
For several days and nights, the pig emperor was poured with a cold wind, and his belly bulged as if dozens or hundreds of pigs were conceived.
“There should be a day or two away from Qingliang Mountain, why stop here?”
Pig King asked.
Zhu Jiuyin: “I need to use my precious blood to strengthen the innate spiritual sense of the wind cut and the two swords of flowing frost, otherwise I am not sure of the ancient artifact against that land god fairy realm immortal.” The
Pig Emperor: “Your precious blood, can you give the emperor two tons?” Zhu
Jiuyin: “Can’t.” ”
Pig Emperor: “Hehe~”
——
Twenty or thirty feet away from the stupid crane and the Pig Emperor, Zhu Jiuyin sat on the bank of the stream, drawing the knife out of the sheath.
Immediately stretch out your left palm, and make a sword with both fingers.
Sharp nails gently stroke on the right wrist.
The red blood of Shenhua Brilliant flowed out viscous from the incision, and was manipulated by Zhu Jiuyin with divine thoughts, and gathered into a ball.
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Jiuyin’s thin lips opened slightly, and he spat out a mouthful of roaring dragon flame.
Wrap the blood mass, incinerate and refine the inner wisps of candle dragon breath.
Zhu Jiuyin only needed the power of his own precious blood and the slightest trace of candle dragon qi and blood to nourish the immature spiritual sense of the newborn baby of the double knife.
If the breath of the candle dragon is not refined, the spiritual knowledge of the two swords will be contaminated, and the two swords will recognize Zhu Jiuyin as the master, not the girl.
Zhu Jiuyin concentrated his attention, controlled the dragon flame, and refined the breath of the Blood Candle Dragon.
In the distance, stupid cranes spit non-stop.
The pig emperor looked pained and rubbed his bulging belly.
After a while, the sound of poofing continued.
Zhu Jiuyinjian’s eyebrows frowned slightly, “Go away.” The
pig emperor showed displeasure, “This stupid crane is about to vomit out, and I don’t see you annoyed, this emperor farts to annoy you.”
“It’s not as different as you.”
“Hmph~”
With a cold snort, the pig emperor clamped his sphincter and burrowed into the dense forest.
–
About three or four hours later.
The pig emperor who has been wading all the way to the mountains and rivers climbs high and looks into the distance.
“Is that Qingliang Mountain~” On
the side of the high mountain where the pig emperor is located, an official road from north to south is extremely wide.
On the winding earth dragon, travelers are like weaving.
There are jianghu wufu who carries a sword and sword, there are aristocratic lords who ride on horseback, there are official sons with beautiful jade on the waist, and there is also Miss Zhumen with bright eyes and teeth.
A reckless martial arts person, and a richly dressed upper-class scholar, rarely walked on the same avenue, and walked towards the end of the avenue.
At the end of the road creeps an ancient city, called the City of Mercy.
The majestic city wall is more than a thousand feet long and wide, and even if it is more than ten miles away, the pig emperor can still hear the loud shouts of small merchants and hawkers.
After mercy to the city, it was cooled by several mountains in the Wei state.
The cool mountains are full of mountain streams, and the peaks are precipitous, like a heavenly sword with a handle straight into the sky.
Between the peaks, smoke lingers, and the occasional sound of apes is heard.
Its main peak, Qingliang Mountain, is magnificent.
The beautiful buildings can be seen in the distance, scattered like large beads and small beads.
The bright yellow glazed tiles shine in the sunlight and are dazzling.
If you can reach the top, you can see the mountains.
The mountains and rivers are in your arms, and your heart is pleasant.
–
The big day is getting oblique.
A corner of Qingliang Mountain.
With a crunch, the courtyard door was pushed open.
Buddha Xiao, who was sitting under the pear tree, opened his autumn water and looked at it.
Liuhuo came to the front and said softly: “Senior sister, you go to rest, I will guard.”
“Good.”
Dawn got up and left.
The white-robed boy standing under the pear tree raised his eyes and looked at the green leaves of the tree.
After a long time, he came to the front of the wing with his feet up and pushed the door in.
There was a furnace of sandalwood burning in the house, which was mellow and elegant, and smelled very good.
The girl dressed in red on the wooden bed was still sleeping.
The delicate body was wrapped around the immortal chain that emitted divine purple light.
The delicate chain made the first faucet, biting a chain body, firmly locking the girl’s snow-white neck.
The power of the girl’s external refining of the flesh body and the internal refining of true qi are locked until they do not leak out at all.
Flowing fire came to the bedside and looked down at the girl condescendingly.
The black silk that spread out was spread out like a waterfall under the girl.
Liuhuo leaned over slightly, stretched out his slender palm, and pulled away the bangs that covered the girl’s forehead.
Staring at the small half-faceted gorgeous birthmark, the white-robed boy couldn’t help but breathe.
If you can take away the girl’s shell.
Flowing Fire Confidence can become a giant figure no less than a swaggering mountain lord.
Rule the world and rule over all immortals.
Magnificent! Quick!
“What do you want to do?”
An indifferent voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
Liuhuo’s body trembled, and he looked back at Master Rouran, who was expressionless at the door.
“Master…”
“Get out!”
Liuhuo lowered his head, passed by Rouran, and hurried away.
–
Half an hour later.
In a viewing pavilion in Qingliang Mountain, a girl in red clothes and flowing blue silk looked at the northwest direction and was stunned.
Rou Ran, who was sitting on the stone bench, smiled and said, “Miss your master?” The
girl turned her head and said curiously, “How do seniors know?”
Rouran said softly, “I searched your soul.”
The girl said with a sad expression: “Zhou Shan’s peaches should have fallen, and I don’t know if Sister Feng picked them for Master to eat.”
Rouran comforted: “Next year’s peach will be ripe.”
The girl smiled and nodded.
Rou Ran got up and stood shoulder to shoulder with the girl.
The cold wind blew through, blowing up the man’s white robe.
“Choose a secluded and wild place, and there is no gift or welcome all year round.
Sometimes straight up to the top of the lonely peak, under the moon there is a roar of clouds.
The girl looked at the man’s elegant face and asked, “Senior, are you talking about yourself?”
Rouran shook her head: “Yan your master.”
“The world says, swaggering immortals, great freedom.”
“However, the immortals also have troubles.”
“My life is far less pleasant and happy than your master.”
The girl said in a low voice: “Master just pretends to
be comfortable and happy~” Being imprisoned between square inches, how can it be comfortable and happy~
“Why is the senior troubled?”
Rouran said, “Kill.” The
girl was stunned, “Troubled by killing?
Rouran nodded.
“Every hundred years, there will be people who go against the heavens on earth.”
“These anti-heaven people, a very small number are those tyrannical and bloodthirsty, heinous and unforgivable, most of them choose to operate the law against the heaven because they have no choice.”
“These people tend to have sensitive personalities and rich emotions, so after losing something that is life-threatening, there will be great and intense pain.”
“Then because of pain, it will create a killing karma.”
After a pause, Rouran continued: “I like to listen to stories.
“Listen to the wind tell where it blows from, and when it blows the pool water on the way, whether the pool water complains about the wind and makes it wrinkle.”
“Listen to the bird tell where it flew from, whether it chirped when it landed on the branches to rest, whether it woke up the sleeping leaves.”
“It’s a pity that the wind, the birds, the fish, the leaves, will not spit out words.”
“So I listen to the stories of those who go against the sky.”
“Listen to what happened to them.”
“Listen to what they once had and how they lost it.”
“Alas~
” Rouran sighed lightly, “I found that the vast majority of people who defy the sky have striking similarities.
“What they want, in fact, is very small and very small.”
“But often these small things will always disappear in a very tragic way.”
“The more stories I heard, the more I felt the pain of those people.”
“At the same time, I was suffering more and more internally.”
“I often ask God what can be done to make this world less miserable and more happy.”
The girl was curious, “How did Heavenly Dao respond to the seniors?”
Rouran looked deep and said, “The sky is silent. ”
Been silent~”
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