The spring is deep outside the window, and you can sleep high on this.When I woke up after winter, it was a few days later.She looked across and found that Jing Jiu was still sitting there, as if she hadn't moved, but the cup of tea was gone.Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at what she wanted to say, but in the end he didn't say it.She said, "Do you think I'm crazy?"
With such a humble realm, he actually wanted to kill Xilai. ”Jing Jiu said: "It's really unwise. ”Guo Dong said: "Tong Yan said the same thing.In the vegetable garden of the Baotong Monastery, he privately persuaded me several times. ”Jing Jiu thought to himself, you have never been a girl who listens to persuasion."
I have a nephew named He Zhan, who is quite stupid, and if he has the opportunity in the future, he will help me take care of him."
Without waiting for him to answer, he continued: "I went to Xihai because I thought it was possible, and I wanted to try it whenever it was possible. ”Jing Jiu said: "The premise of any adventure should be that you can never find any other choice. ”"I don't have much time, so I think I don't have any other choice. ”Jing Jiu said, "I said you wouldn't die. ”"Even if I survive this time, time is running out. ”Jing Jiu understood what she meant, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.Spring is already deep and about to mold, not as good as the previous day, and even less beautiful than the red leaves in late autumn.The spring silkworm dies, but it is not really dead, and then it will turn into a beautiful moth and spread its wings and fly farther away.It's just that moths don't live long.Jing Jiu calculated very clearly, if he used this method to survive the winter, he would not leave a long life.If she didn't use this method, she would have lived for at least another two hundred years in her realm, but she had no hope of breaking through to the sky and seeing the scenery elsewhere.And even if she used this method, the hope of ascension was still very small, only slightly larger, even negligible.Exchanging a still water-like life for a glimmer of brilliance is a grand gamble.If someone else knows the options for wintering, they might say that it is worth it?
Jing Jiu would not say such a thing, because if it were him, he would also choose like this.This is the fateful choice of the cultivator, and he feels that it should be called the meaning of the existence of the cultivator."
So I'm in a bit of a hurry."
After saying this, the winter fell asleep again.Yes, she was in a hurry.She was anxious to find her heir, so she gave a pot of wine by the lake and attended the next plum meeting in person.She was anxious to make up for the regrets of the year, so she would go to Baicheng from time to time and say something that didn't really make much sense in that temple.She will go to the West Sea because of this.Jing Jiu walked up to her, crouched down and looked at her face, silent for a long time.He was ready to leave.In Chaoge City, after listening to Bai Zao's words, he just wanted to come and meet her.Now that I've seen it, that's enough.As soon as she returns to Suigetsu-an, he will return to Aoyama and when everything is ready, he will come back to her and heal her injuries.Now it seems that she is reluctant to return to Shuiyue Nunnery, and prefers to stay in the world.Just like in previous years.She walked enthusiastically in the world from Baotong Monastery to Baicheng, from Chaoge to Xihai, like a gust of wind.She is a person who is like fire by nature and can never be idle, and she does not like to stay in the same place for too long.Hundreds of years ago, she had said so many things to him, and this was one of them.He didn't care what she said, what she liked, what she didn't like.Now those words all came to his mind, very clearly.Cultivators have really good memory, but it's not really a good thing.Jing Jiu decided to stay.After coming out of the Demon Suppression Prison, he only stayed in Chaoge City for a few days, and then took Gu Qing to the West Sea, all the way through the ups and downs, Gangfeng Ling, and then was seriously injured.The Netherworld Immortal Sword has not yet been truly fully comprehended and mastered, and the new realm is not stable enough, so it takes time to feel it well and then digest it.After digestion, it is not the end, but the real beginning.After entering the Demon Prison and learning the Soul Fire Emperor from the Emperor of Hades, his cultivation embarked on a path completely different from that of his predecessors.Neither the ancestors of Aoyama nor the genius sword cultivators of Wuenmen, Kirishima and other places have ever walked this path.In the history of Chaotian Continent, some demons have tried similar methods, such as demon fetal soul detention, but they are only similar in form, and they are still two completely different levels in essence.If he can follow this path of cultivation, the Qingshan Sword Sect will open up a new world, and it can even be directly regarded as the founding of the sect.Such an important event naturally requires time to think and prepare.This nunnery has a great view, the sound of the still lake is soft, and no one disturbs it, so it is a good place to think.Well, just stay here for a while.Jing Jiu thought so.………… Spring is very deep, summer is coming, located in the green mountains and peaks in the south of the sky, the feeling is more obvious.There is a large array, and it will not be uncomfortable to be hot, but the color of the dense forest, which has become significantly darker, still makes people feel a little uncomfortable.Zhao Layue stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the deeply greasy Zhufeng, raising her eyebrows slightly, a little displeased.There was a monkey's cry between the peaks, the voice was very cheerful, and it must be Gu Qing who came back.He stood behind Zhao Layue, lowered his head and said, "He Zhan ran away." ”He Zhan's realm strength was already extraordinary, and he had always been known as the second in the world among the younger generation of cultivators, and when he decided to run, Gu Qing really couldn't stop him.Yuan Qu stood aside, feeling a little strange, wondering why the senior brother didn't kneel directly like last time, just lowered his head?"
I found something from the shutterers, or rather, they deliberately let me know."
Gu Qing raised his head, his expression was a little weird, and he told the news in detail.There are a lot of details in the news given by the roller shutter man, and he didn't even miss Jing Jiu exchanging a piece of gold leaf for a wheelchair.Zhao Layue listened silently and said, "It's good to be alive." ”Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.Zhao Layue thought to herself, it seems that she is still alive in winter, but her injuries are more serious, and she said, "You go and put it on the cliff of Golden Whip Creek." ”Gu Qing was stunned, took a black stone she handed over, and looked at Yuan Qu.Yuan Qu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what it meant.Zhao Layue said: "I want to use it to practice swords. ”Gu Qing rode away with his sword.Zhao Layue sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes and began to breathe.The Firth Sword hung silently above her head, vibrating slightly, ready to fly out at any moment.The summit is shrouded in a brilliant red light.Yuan Qu understood what the master wanted to do, and he admired it.A powerful sword cultivator can kill people from a distance of tens of miles, or even more.But to do such a horrific thing, first you have to determine the location of the target.If you can see each other, of course it doesn't matter.Zhao Layue did this when she killed Luo Huainan in Guihua City.More often than not, Jian Xiu simply couldn't see where his goal was.At the beginning, Pei Baifa was able to seriously injure the West King Sun with a sword thousands of miles away in Wanshou Mountain, because the West King Sun was holding the first son sword in his hand.And the God Emperor had already made a Divine Soul Mark on the First Son Sword.Zhao Layue asked Gu Qing to take the black stone to the cliff of Golden Whip Creek to practice this flying sword killing technique.The cliff of Golden Whip Creek is seventeen miles away from the peak, and it has reached the farthest killing distance of the first realm of the wilderness, so Yuan Qu will admire it beyond measure.I don't know if Gu Qing has set up that black stone.Zhao Layue suddenly opened her eyes.Black and white.The sword of Firth broke through the air.A sword roar rang out from the peak.A white turbulence appeared in the sky hundreds of feet high, and then an extremely deafening boom sounded.The Firth Sword vanished without a trace.A moment later.There is movement in the mountains in the distance.The breeze gently brushed the clothes, and the sword intent lingered for a long time.Yuan Qu felt the killing intent contained in this sword, and his face turned pale.I don't know how Gu Qing by the Golden Whip Creek will feel.………… In addition to Aoyama, there are naturally other people who will ask the shutter man about Jing Jiu's whereabouts.The Roller Shutter didn't provide too many details, such as the wheelchair and the location where Jing Jiu was last seen, but he didn't forget to mention the iron sword behind Jing Jiu.Obviously, this is a deliberately selected message.People only know that Jing Jiu's disappearance has been preparing to break through the realm in the past few years, and there are very few people who know that he has been to Chaoge City, and no one knows that he has been to the West Sea.The Iron Sword is still ......
That means that his realm is still stagnant, and even the realm of Wuzhang is not perfect.This made the practitioners feel a lot of emotion.Could it be that another genius will stop there, and then be slumped into a name that is only occasionally mentioned?
………… Spring goes to summer solstice.Ohara Castle is a famous summer resort in the Asaki Continent, but it is still a little stuffy.In the meditation room, the winter wakes up for the ninth time.The silk on her body had turned white, and when it was blown by the lake wind outside the round window, it broke inch by inch like ash, and then scattered invisible.Jing Jiu asked, "Steady?"
”After winter, I hummed, felt the hot wind outside the window fall on my face, and I didn't like it slightly.Just because a cultivator doesn't feel cold or hot doesn't mean they don't like the cool world, especially people like her.Jing Jiu noticed her expression and the tiredness between her eyebrows, thought about it, got up and walked to the other side and picked her up.Wintertime looked at him with no expression.Jing Jiu didn't explain, and directly carried her out of the meditation room and put her in a wheelchair.The sound of a wheelchair crushing bluestone sounded.The rest of the days kept ringing.Jing Jiu pushed his wheelchair to walk on the lakeside, chasing the wind in the shade.Now she was no longer asleep for long periods of time and could talk to him, but not as much as he had imagined, more often silent than she had imagined.When it was cloudy, he would push her to bask in the sun, but it would not be long before he heard her irritable voice.After a few days, the summer became deeper, the nunnery was in a deep valley, the wind was lighter, and the lake was steaming, and it was even hotter.The mood of the winter is getting worse and worse, and I keep complaining.Jing Jiu knew that she was just idle and wanted to go outside, so he went to ask the old nun if there was a scenery to see nearby.The old nun said that there was a lake at the confluence of the two streams they saw when they came, and there were many lotus flowers growing in the lake, and the scenery was very good and relatively cool.Ohara Castle is a famous summer resort in Chaotian Continent, and Jing Jiu thought that if there was really such a good place to go, he was afraid that it would already be overcrowded, and he was worried that it would be inconvenient.The old nun said that it was okay, there were very few people in Ohara City who knew about the lake, especially in the early morning, and it was an excellent idea to take the girl for a walk.The next morning, Jing Jiu pushed his wheelchair out of the nunnery, and the old nun watched her leave from behind, with a look of relief on her face.There is no lake at the confluence of the two streams, just a waterhole.There are dense lotus branches growing in the pool, completely covering the water surface, the breeze is coming, and the pink lotus flowers are fresh and tender in the morning light, which is indeed very beautiful.Jing Jiu thought of the waterhole in the Demon Suppression Prison and felt that it was a little interesting.The wheelchair is parked at the water's edge, where the lotus leaves are densest.The morning light is growing.Neither spoke.The sound of water suddenly sounded in the pool, and the lotus leaves shook wildly, revealing a person.The man waved his hands at the shore, and floated in the water, and the pool kept pouring into his mouth, and he could no longer shout, only whining.Jing Jiu and Guo Dong looked at him quietly, without speaking, and without meaning to lend a hand.The man's eyes were full of despair and absurdity.If he still has time to think at this time, he must think, why don't you save me when you are so close?
Even if you don't save me, why do you watch me die so quietly?
It didn't take long for the man to run out of strength and sink to the bottom, his outstretched hands helplessly slapping twice on the lotus leaf.Jing Jiu and the winter still did not move.After a while.Jing Jiu said, "It's true. ”Wintering was a little surprised, and said, "I didn't suspect that it was fake." ”Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "I thought you wanted to make a decision after confirming the situation. ”Guo Dong looked at him and said: "I am crippled now, and you can only save it." ”………… The man was lying on the ground, his chest was slightly heaving, and from time to time he spit out some water, looking like a dying goldfish, the man was very young, and he should be the son of a rich family, and for some reason he appeared in this remote waterhole in the early morning, and was almost drowned.After a while, the young man finally regained his strength, got up with difficulty, bowed to Jing Jiu, and thanked him for saving his life.Then he turned to his wheelchair for the winter, wanting to thank him, but his body froze.The girl in the wheelchair looked a little weak, but her expression was so calm, as if she had looked down on life and death.The young man's eyes were as bright as stars.He finally found his light.Winter didn't like this kind of warm eyes, and said, "Let's go." ”Jing Jiu pushed the wheelchair away.The young man watched them leave in a daze, and only after a while did he come to his senses, and hurriedly chased after them, thanked them repeatedly, and asked them where they came from.Jing Jiu ignored him.Wintertime didn't look at him.The young man thought of a possibility, and felt that his behavior was indeed good Meng Lang, and stammered a little and said: "Two, two are ......"
Jing Jiu was not ready to answer this question.In fact, he didn't know what kind of relationship he was supposed to have with her.Over the centuries, they have faced each other several times, but victory or defeat does not matter.Gongzan Road, but embarked on a completely different path.They are not enemies, but they vow never to see each other again.What is the relationship?
After Zhao Layue heard about the past between Jingyang Zhenren and Lian Yue, she once had her own judgment.The relationship is complicated.That's why she was so vigilant when she faced Shuiyue Nunnery.Now it seems that Zhao Layue's judgment is very accurate.The wheelchair stopped suddenly.Because the hands of wintering fell on the sides."
We are brother and sister."
She said calmly.Hearing this answer, the young man was extremely surprised, and felt that heaven and earth were going to get drunk.Jing Jiu's eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyelashes did not move.It's like a lotus flower in the water.Suddenly the wind came.()