Jing Jiu was not wearing the white clothes, but wearing an ordinary cloth shirt, and still wearing a hat as usual.The wide hat completely obscured his face, and it was separated by a sword, so that even if someone looked from under the hat, they could not see his eyebrows clearly.The reason why Lu Guogong was able to recognize him at a glance was mainly because he missed him day and night, and of course there was also the reason why Jing Jiu Fengyi was too good.Suddenly, Jing Jiu disappeared in front of his eyes, and Lu Guogong was startled, thinking that he was sick with thoughts, so he was dazzled?
He hurriedly stretched out his fingers and dipped some tea in the tea bowl and rubbed it on his eyes, and then looked intently, and found that Jing Jiu had already arrived at the grass dozens of zhang away, and was shocked to think about what kind of Taoism the immortal master had learned in the past three years, and he actually had a feeling of being immortal.The restoration project of Chaoge City is carried out very quickly, and Taichang Temple is naturally the first batch, and the principle is to repair the old as the old, so there is still a bamboo forest in the depths of Taichang Temple.In the depths of the bamboo forest, there is still a long oblique passage leading to the ground, and many workers are busy around the passage, transporting many things from it.A living dragon and a corpse are naturally two different things, and there is no problem with a huge and sturdy dragon body to make a prison, but there are naturally many facilities to be added to the interior.Jing Jiu walked to a very remote corner.In that corner grew a bouquet of lilac wildflowers, gently swaying in the wind.Jing Jiu reached out and took out a bell from the bouquet of purple flowers, and then took out the white cat from his sleeve and carefully tied it around its neck.Liu Ada, a little awkward, turned his neck, and the bell made a crisp sound, attracting several butterflies.The cat's paw rose up in the wind and drove the butterflies away, and its face was full of displeasure and unwillingness.It's not that I don't like the bell, it's that I don't like what Jing Jiu does.Unwillingness is naturally not unwilling to be tied, but unwilling, until the end, it failed to fight with Canglong.Jing Jiu said: "At that time, it was already wasted, even if you went up and bit it into several pieces, it would be a victory." ”Liu Adada glanced at him with a slight mockery, thinking that there is no such thing as victory in the world.Jing Jiu said: "You have fought for thousands of years, and in the end it is dead, and you are still alive, then you have won this dragon and tiger fight." ”Liu Adaa thought about it and found that this was indeed the truth.It looked into the ground, and there was some nostalgia and a lot of disgust in its eyes.Nostalgia is not missing.It doesn't have any feelings with Canglong, not even if it's a fight, what it misses is the young years when it once walked on the clouds.Disgust is real, Qingshan Zhenshou dislikes the two pretentious guys of Yunmengshan the most, especially Canglong, who is greedy and idiotic, and the most important thing is that the appearance is extremely ugly and ugly.Jing Jiu was looking at the bouquet of lilac flowers, with a faint nostalgia.He had few friends, but the Immortal was one.In the three years of Demon Suppression Prison, most of the time he was in meditation, and he only talked to the Hades Emperor for dozens of days, but enough.- My friend has an innocent heart, quiet and amiable, like a river styx.Thinking of what his senior brother had left in his notes back then, Jing Jiu was silent for a long time.Senior brother also has very few friends, and the Hades Emperor must be counted as one.Otherwise, Senior Brother would not have made so many preparations back then.In fact, both the senior brother and he knew that the Hades Emperor was hit by that immortal urn, and it would be difficult for him to leave the Demon Suppression Prison alive.Now it's the best ending, because it's finally out.………… In Guocheng Temple, the sunset shines far away.Yin San sat on the stone steps in front of the White Mountain Meditation Room, holding a Buddhist scripture in his hand and reading.The twilight fell on him, and he was also in the twilight, and the picture was beautiful, slightly desolate.Xuanyin Ancestor looked at his back, his face full of admiration.The major event that happened in the Demon Suppression Prison in Chaoge City was supposed to be arranged by a real person.He just sent a letter to the Demon Suppression Prison, why did so many things happen?"
Real ......
Truly a man of God. ”The ancestor walked behind Yin San and said sincerely.Yin San stood up, looked at Tallinn at sunset, and said, "Do you know why I'm so happy?"
”Xuanyin Ancestor said: "Because the real person finally got out of the evil breath of the year. ”When Yin San returned to the world with the Emperor of the Underworld, the Xuanyin Ancestor was at his peak and naturally knew this secret.Yin San said: "Yes, it is indeed a lot of pleasure. ”Xuanyin Ancestor continued: "And Qingshan is a real Qingshan after all, and it is naturally a beautiful thing for the Zhongzhou faction to be hit." ”Yin San smiled and patted him on the shoulder.I don't know when he started, he rarely touched the head of the Xuanyin Ancestor like a dog.Of course, Yin San didn't want Jing Xin to be the emperor, because that was the choice of the Zhongzhou faction, and more importantly, that prince was the inheritance of the Bai family, which made him uneasy.That's why he took advantage of the old things of the Immortal Forest to drag Jing Xin into the matter of Demon Suppression.The news of Asagajo has been transmitted back to Kosei Temple.Most of it was as he expected.He knew Canglong's greed and Jing Jiu's methods, and the only thing he couldn't think of was how the Hades Emperor could get out of the Taichang Prison.Now that I think about it, it should have something to do with Jing Jiu.The ending is beautiful.He sent the letter to the Demon Suppression Prison, and the Demon Suppression Prison was destroyed.The Zhongzhou faction suffered a serious setback, and it became increasingly difficult for Jing Xin to succeed to the throne.The only regret is that Jing Jiu is still alive, it seems that it is indeed a little troublesome to kill him, do you have to take action in person?
Then Yin San remembered......
The Immortal Emperor is dead.He was not sad, because he knew the idea of the Emperor of Hades - if death was freedom, the angry sea would also flee.Yin San walked down the steps to the twilight tower, put the Buddhist scriptures into a stone pagoda, and took out the bone flute and raised it to his lips.Slender and steady fingers moved between the blood-colored red threads and played a tune.The tune is very bland, just yo-yo.Not far away, the pine waves are quiet, and the sunset is redder.The ancestor's eyes kept staring at the bone flute, his eyes were extremely complicated, and after the flute sounded, he gradually returned to indifference, sat on the stone steps, and showed a smile.………… Leaving Taichang Temple, Jing Jiu went back to the well house, knocked on the door and saw a young man.It was still early, and the well merchant was naturally still working in Taichang Temple, Jing's wife went back to her parents' house to help, and Jing's father went around the street, and Jing Li was the only one in the family.Jing Li looked at him in a daze and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
”Jing Jiu took off his hat and scattered his sword.Jing Li looked at his face, was taken aback, and said, "Uncle, are you back?"
”Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Your name is ......
Well-pear. ”Iori was surprised again when she found out that her uncle actually remembered her name this time, and then she was very happy and welcomed him in with a smile.Jing Jiu walked into the house, looked around casually, and found that he hadn't seen him for three years, and the garden was already three times larger, and of course Jing Nashi was three years older.After saying a few words, Jing Jiu returned to his room and found that the chess pieces on the chessboard seemed to have been touched by someone, and he was stunned before he remembered that the well house was very close to Taichang Temple, and it should have been turned into ruins in the change of the Demon Suppression Hell a few days ago.Everything that looks familiar is actually new.Jing Jiu was thoughtful.The white cat got out of his sleeve, jumped onto the windowsill, and looked out into the garden in a half-crouched position.Jing Jiu glanced at it.He could naturally see that Jing Li had already started to cultivate.Back then, in a small mountain village, he taught Liu the ten-year-old Yumen breathing method.Liu Adada ignored him, thinking that Lao Tzu's life is infinite, and he doesn't have too many ideas to accept an apprentice, so he wants you to take care of it?
Suddenly, its ears twitched slightly, as if it heard something, and it jumped off the ledge and disappeared into the grass, leaving only a string of bells.Jing Jiu walked to the window, looked at the begonia tree that was very similar to that year, and thought to himself that the rebuilding of the well house must be handled by Lu Guogong himself, so the tunnel should still be there.Just thinking about these things, suddenly the wind came, and the begonia flowers fell, like powder snow.In the begonia flowers, the white skirt flutters lightly, and the girl flutters.This situation and this scene are like those days.Bai Zao looked at him with a slightly different expression.Jing Jiu thought she was going to ask about the Demon Suppression Prison.He was ready to say something.He didn't know anything about the Demon Suppression Prison.In the past three years, he has been practicing in the secret place of the palace, and a few days ago because of the interference of the earth's movements, he went out of the customs ahead of schedule, and the realm has not yet ......
"How do you ......
Seems to look better?
”Bai Zao said in a daze.()