Feng Bo waved his sleeves and led Su Zimo into the void.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them came to a majestic, beautiful and lush mountain peak!
At the foot of the mountain, there is a quiet and unique villa, surrounded by clear water and connected by weak willows.
When he came closer, Su Zimo looked up and saw a plaque hanging high above the villa with four big characters - Guyao Villa.
For some reason, when he saw these four words, his heart trembled slightly for no reason.
He seemed to be thinking of something, but he didn't dare to think deeply about it.
"You go in."
Feng Bo said, "The master is inside."
Owner
Su Zimo suddenly felt enlightened.
He had guessed before that behind Fengbo, there might be a saint-level strong man supporting him, who must be the owner of this Guyao Courtyard.
Su Zimo took a deep breath, gently pushed open the wooden door with both hands, and stepped into this courtyard.
In this villa, there are alternating mountains and rivers, lush trees, and some sparsely scattered ancient buildings. It is dotted with flower beds, bamboo trees, and orchards, and there is a faint fragrance floating around.
The courtyard is simple and elegant, but every decoration is thoughtful and integrated with the surrounding landscape.
Fengbo did not follow him in, but stood guard outside the door with a respectful expression.
Su Zimo walked through the corridor and courtyard alone.
My eyes suddenly opened up, and I saw a piece of clear water, with fish playing, water ripples, and water lilies blooming on the water.
In the center of the pool, there is an elegant water pavilion.
In the water pavilion, a woman dressed in white sat leaning on the railing, facing Su Zimo. It could be seen that her skin was as beautiful as snow, and she was beautiful and elegant. Just a side face was more beautiful than anything in the world.
The woman in white seemed to be aware of it and turned to look over.
Su Zimo was shocked all over, as if he had been struck by lightning!
The next moment, he laughed happily.
Yaoxue!
After so many years, seeing this familiar face again, in an instant, countless past events flashed through his mind, and Su Zimo's heart surged with endless joy.
He finally understood why Feng Bo would help him and protect him so much.
He finally knew why the Ancestral Fire Holy Land was willing to give him a treasure like the Golden Lotus of Merit.
Many things had their answers the moment they met Yaoxue.
But none of that matters anymore.
For Su Zimo, the most important thing is that Yaoxue is still alive!
"Yao Xue!"
Su Zimo was excited and called out softly. He took a few steps forward and was about to cross the stone bridge and lead to the water pavilion a few feet away.
But when he came to the stone bridge, his steps gradually slowed down, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
The woman in white clothes in the water pavilion looked at him with a calm expression, and there was even a hint of indifference in her eyes.
Su Zimo stopped and looked carefully at the woman in white in the water pavilion.
As if suddenly, Yaoxue became so strange again.
So strange that he didn't dare to recognize him.
"You got the wrong person."
The woman in white said calmly: "My name is Yao Ji, or you can call me Guyao Saint."
Su Zimo stared at the woman in white for a long time before slowly shaking his head.
He didn't want to believe it.
No matter what the name of the woman in white in front of him was, in Su Zimo's eyes, she was the princess of the Zhou Dynasty, the woman who cried for him in the Dragon Burial Valley, the woman who wore the robe he made by himself and had a smile like a flower. , Ji Yaoxue, who has been with him for thousands of years.
"You, do you have any difficulties?"
Su Zimo asked.
Sage Guyao said: "I am a saint from the Ancestral Fire Holy Land and the daughter of the Holy Lord. What difficulties do I have?"
"Then why did you save me and help me?"
Su Zimo asked.
Saint Guyao did not answer, but took off a white jade pendant from his waist and waved it gently.
Su Zimo was startled.
"Is this... Ru Meng Ling?"
The white jade pendant in the hand of Saint Guyao is exactly the same as the Ru Meng Ling on his body!
Sage Guyao said: "There are two Dream-like Tokens in total. They were given by one person. Ah Xie and I each hold one. Since Ah Xie's Dream-like Token is in your hand, for her sake, I will naturally give it to you." You take care of me."
Could it be that Yaoxue's help to him during this period was just because of Ah Xie and Ru Meng Ling
Su Zimo's heart moved, and he seemed to have thought of something!
"You must have guessed that since I have Ru Meng Ling in my hand, I naturally understand the Dao of Dreams."
Sage Guyao said calmly: "To me, that life in the wild is just a dream. My path is to incarnate in thousands of dreams and practice, and the Yaoxue in your mouth is just one of them. Just one.”
Is that so
All these things are just a dream to Saint Guyao.
Because of this, Yaoxue's realm cannot be broken through.
It is precisely because of this that Yaoxue's body disappeared.
Just waking up from a dream.
those things.
It's all a fantasy.
those people.
It's just a passing guest in a dream.
Who cares
Who would remember a dream they had
Everything originally was just his wishful thinking.
Su Zimo stood on Shiqiao's side.
Sage Guyao stands in the water pavilion.
Su Zimo looked at Saint Guyao quietly. They were separated by the stone bridge, their eyes facing each other, and they didn't know each other.
Saint Guyao looked indifferent and looked at Su Zimo as if he was looking at a passerby in a dream.
Indifference, alienation.
Su Zimo felt a pain in his heart.
There was only a stone bridge between them.
But even this stone bridge a few feet away seems to be worlds apart.
After a long silence, Su Zimo smiled with relief and said: That's fine... "
He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face of Saint Guyao, and opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something more, but paused.
After a long time, Su Zimo seemed to finally let go of something in his heart.
In any case, no matter who she is, it is enough to know that Yao Xue, who he is thinking about, is fine.
Whether it was thousands of years of acquaintance or a dream between the two, it was all in the past.
Su Zimo took out an old, whitish robe from his storage bag, folded it neatly, leaned over gently, and placed it on the stone bridge.
"Thank you Saint Guyao for giving me this opportunity. We will meet again if we are destined."
Su Zimo took a deep breath, said goodbye, turned around and left without stopping.
Su Zimo turned around and didn't notice that when he heard the words 'goodbye by fate', there was still a wave of emotion in Saint Guyao's calm eyes.
When the two of them first met and parted for the first time, Su Zimo once said the words "goodbye by fate."
She once said with a smile that it was not fate, but we would definitely meet.
The memory that had been buried for many years came to her mind again.
When Su Zimo's figure disappeared completely, Ji Yaoxue was still staring blankly in the direction he left, her eyes gradually turning red.
She looked at the familiar clothes at one end of the stone bridge, and when Su Zimo was far away, she whispered softly: "Only... you are not that dream.
She has forgotten many of those things and people.
Only that bright blue shirt was always clear and imprinted in her memory.