Su Zimo pushed the door open and walked out.
For a moment, he forgot that there were evil spirits outside the ancient temple.
At this moment, all he could think of was a woman crying in the Dragon Burial Valley one year later...
Who is crying
Who are you crying for
Su Zimo already had a vague answer in his mind.
People outside thought he had died.
Theoretically, today is his death anniversary!
Leaving the ancient temple, Su Zimo walked slowly forward along the edge of the rift valley.
Not long after, he heard a burst of sobs in his ears, intermittently.
After walking for a while, Su Zimo stopped.
Although the inner elixir was not completely healed, his ear power was still there.
This crying woman is right above this place.
Two people, one at the bottom of the valley and one at the top.
Thousands of feet apart.
Su Zimo looked up and saw darkness above him, unable to see anything.
But he already knew the identity of the visitor.
A tear fell silently, crossing the abyss, and happened to fall on Su Zimo's cheek, with a hint of warmth.
Su Zimo was silent.
After an unknown amount of time, the sobbing gradually became quieter until it stopped.
"Zimo, today is your death anniversary, and I'm here to see you." A woman's voice came.
For some reason, the moment he heard these words, Su Zimo's heart seemed to have been hit hard, his vision was blurred, and a layer of mist appeared on his eyes.
This is Dragon Burial Valley!
How many people are afraid to avoid it
How many powerful souls have been buried over the past ten thousand years
Just a year ago, countless Northern Territory geniuses were buried here!
Not to mention this ominous place, if you want to pass through the ruins of Daqian and pass through the endless obstacles of sinister soldiers and horses, how much danger will you take to get here
"I am the Emperor of Zhou now. In the palace, in front of other people, I dare not cry, and I cannot cry."
"Only here can I cry without any fear, Zimo, you are not allowed to make fun of me."
"Zimo, don't worry, I have hidden Mr. Su Hongsu. Unless I die, no one will find him, but..."
The woman paused for a moment and said: "It's just that the monks from the Liuli Palace turned their anger on the people of the Yan Kingdom, and many innocent people died unexpectedly. Fortunately, the monks from the Demon Sect Su Nu Sect arrived and saved many people."
Hearing this, Su Zimo clenched his fists and his eyes burst out with strong murderous intent!
Although Su Hong was fine, he loved the people like his own son. When he heard that the people of Yan State were being massacred, he didn't know how much torture he would suffer in his heart!
For Su Hong, life may be worse than death.
"Liu Li Palace!"
Su Zimo's eyes were gloomy, and the murderous intent in his eyes had almost condensed into substance!
When he embarked on spiritual practice, what he feared most was disturbing his family.
Unexpectedly, it could not be avoided in the end.
Although Su Hong was fine, the countless people who died unexpectedly were actually implicated by him.
"Thanks to the appearance of the Su Nu Sect, it attracted the attention of many sects in the Northern Territory. Almost everyone thought that the Su Nu Sect rescued Mr. Su."
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore."
The woman's tone seemed to become much lighter, and she said: "We haven't seen each other for a year, let's say something happy!"
"Anyway, Mr. Su is fine. Zimo, don't worry. Piaomiao Peak is fine too. I have also entered the Golden Core Realm."
The woman was mumbling to herself on the Dragon Burial Valley, talking about what had happened in the past year.
Su Zimo listened quietly, without saying a word, and gently touched the cold stone wall with his palms.
It was as if through the stone wall, there was no longer a vast distance between him and the woman.
It was as if the two of them were right next to each other.
It was as if he was standing next to the woman, listening to her whisper.
Su Zimo's golden elixir has been depleted, and the cracks in his inner elixir have not completely healed.
He couldn't fly at all.
There is no way to cross this 10,000-foot height to meet the woman above the Dragon Burial Valley.
Su Zimo lowered his head slightly and his eyes dimmed.
Even if he could fly in the air, I'm afraid he wouldn't choose to step forward to meet the woman.
Because he is Su Zimo.
The person who offended Liuli Palace and the entire Northern Territory!
A demon clan that is not tolerated by the entire world of cultivation!
Once he appears in the Northern Territory, he will be endlessly hunted!
Anyone who has anything to do with him will be implicated!
Su Hong is like this, and so are the people of Yan State.
He walked out of Dragon Burial Valley, and if he chose to recognize the woman, he chose to return to Piaomiao Peak.
What will be brought to the woman and Piaomiao Peak will only be a devastating catastrophe!
The moment he walks out of Dragon Burial Valley will also be the moment he leaves the Northern Territory.
Sunrise and sunset.
Before I knew it, it was getting late and it was already dusk.
Su Zimo could clearly feel that the evil spirit around him was much heavier, and the Mingwang rosary on his left wrist was emitting mysterious halos.
Many ghosts were shaking not far away, but they didn't dare to step forward.
This is true at the bottom of the valley, and it is naturally true at the top!
Su Zimo's eyes revealed deep worry.
He just hopes that the woman will leave here as soon as possible!
After a while, the sky gradually darkened and the sky was already dotted with stars. Then the woman whispered: "Zimo, I have to go."
Su Zimo breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, he saw that there was no movement above. Just as he was about to return to the ancient temple, the woman's voice sounded again, with a hint of crying: "Zimo, I miss you."
Su Zimo's heart trembled.
The crying faded away and the woman had left.
Su Zimo did not move for a long time, standing silently.
One night passed, and at dawn, Su Zimo slowly exhaled, moved his steps, and returned to the ancient temple.
Mingzhen looked at Su Zimo who was a little lost when he pushed the door open. His eyes were full of confusion and he was confused, but he was too embarrassed to ask.
He was only a teenager and had lived almost all his life at the bottom of Dragon Burial Valley, isolated from the world, so how could he understand these things.
Cold comes and summer comes.
Spring passes and autumn comes.
On this day every year, there will be a woman above the Dragon Burial Valley, whispering in a low voice, telling what happened in the past year, never stopping.
On this day every year, women seem to have so much to say that they can never finish it.
On this day every year, Su Zimo would leave the ancient temple.
Stay outside for a day and a night.
One at the bottom of the valley and one at the top.
Thousands of miles away from each other.
On this day every year, when Su Zimo came back from outside, Mingzhen could see a hint of sadness that was difficult to resolve in the depths of his eyes.
Finally, on this day, after seeing Su Zimo return to the ancient temple from outside and enter the Sutra Pavilion, Mingzhen finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran to the old monk.
"Master, what happened to my little junior brother?"
"Is there a woman waiting for my junior brother above the Dragon Burial Valley?"
"Junior brother's inner elixir has been almost repaired and he can fly. Why doesn't he go up to meet her?"
Mingzhen was full of doubts and asked questions one after another.
There was a long silence.
The old monk never spoke.
Just when Mingzhen felt a little disappointed and wanted to leave, the old monk opened his eyes, sighed softly, and said: "I have only a shallow fate in this life, but my love is deep."