The blood cloud vortex, the thunder and lightning storm, the two-headed giant python, the flames and smoke... all disappeared, like a nightmare that came in the middle of the night and went away in the morning, and woke up with the dawn of the eastern sky.
Only the rain of gold shavings from the sky, sprinkled on the ruins, proves that it really existed.
The sky was half-bright and half-dark, and a gap was added to the sky. There, the clouds were neatly cracked, showing a long streak. It seems that the crack of the door is slightly opened, revealing a sea of stars behind the door.
It seems that a god uses the sky as a canvas, draws a line of black ink, and sprinkles silver glitter on the ink, creating such a mysterious scene.
After the war, the surviving group of demons regained their five senses, staring at the sky in a daze, their minds were shocked, and they forgot their pain for a while. You Yao reached out and touched Jin Guangyu.
"Could this be... the golden rain falls from the sky!"
"The Demon King is born!"
"The King of Snow Mountain is the demon king destined by destiny!"
According to the legend of the demon clan, when the ancient demon king came into the world, there was a vision of "golden rain", and he was surrounded by the demon world.
The whispers turned into cheers, and the roars of the beasts sounded one after another, gradually becoming one piece.
Ji Xiao couldn't see or hear anything, there was only that tiny shadow in his eyes.
Meng Xueli fell from the gap in the sky, the breeze was agile, lightly supporting his body, he was like a weightless feather, swaying leisurely.
Ji Xiao flew to take him into his arms, also like holding a fragile item. Meng Xueli's body was not warm, his hands were slightly cold, his expression was calm and peaceful, and the smile on his lips was faint, as if he was having a good dream.
Ji Xiao's lips trembled, tears poured out instantly, and his vision blurred.
"Papa." Tears fell, the sound was extremely low. Suddenly, Ji Xiao's cheeks turned cold, and he was stunned for a while.
Meng Xueli opened his eyes, a faint golden light flashed in his eyes, his eyes changed, like a newborn ignorant baby, but also like a majestic king who has experienced vicissitudes of life.
He stretched out his hand to wipe away Ji Xiao's tears, licked his fingertips, his expression seemed a little novel and joyful: "You are crying."
He returned to Changchun Peak with Ji Xiao after his escape from the Vast Sea Secret Realm last time, woke up in Ji Xiao’s arms at dawn, licked Ji Xiao’s jaw subconsciously, and explained, “I’m afraid you’re not real, just lick and confirm. a bit."
Nearly dying, great sorrow and joy, great ups and downs. Ji Xiao took a deep breath and hugged Meng Xueli tightly.
The long night finally passed, and the morning sun jumped out of the horizon, illuminating the devastated earth. The soft morning light shone on the two of them like a shimmer of light.
In the Demon King's Palace, all the demons who survived the catastrophe, regardless of race, demon strength, or previous status, embraced each other at this moment, crying or laughing loudly.
Fortunately, the sun rises as usual, this world has tomorrow.
Que Xianming rubbed his wet eyes, but he didn't feel the pain all over his body. He put on a relaxed and unrestrained smile, and pointed to the sky: "The two of them hugged? The sky is still cracked, and no one cares?"
The mirage opened his arms excitedly, and wanted to run over to hug Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao, preferably the kind that hugs each other's heads, but was stopped by Qu Xianming: "Hey, waste beast, I have some eyesight, I want to hug Just hug me!"
Xiao Mirage is not picky either, she can hug anyone, she turned to Qu Xianming's arms: "You said before, don't call me a waste beast in the future."
Que Xianming couldn't lift one arm, so he patted the mirage with one hand: "I'm not used to you, it's a bit strange."
The mirage distinguishes its own human form in his eyes: "Then I will change back!"
Que Xianming: "No, that's fine too."
The Mirage was slightly at a loss, not knowing whether it was strange or good.
***
The abnormal astronomical phenomena and terrifying shadows in Fengyue City shocked the demon world. Not only the demon clan, but the other two strong clans all felt the tremendous changes in the spiritual energy of the world. The creatures of the three worlds looked up at the sky, no matter day or night, the crack was there, but it was not very conspicuous at night.
Countless mortals in the world panic because of this, and small countries in the world often open altars to worship and pray to heaven. The monks who had achieved some success in Taoism tried to control the flying instruments, or Yu Jian reached the cracks, but unfortunately, they were shocked by the violent wind blowing out of the cracks and the powerful pressure contained in them, so they had to stay away.
What happened in the demon world to produce such a vision
The Ten Thousand Demons Conference has attracted attention from all sides, and almost all the famous monsters in the demon world attended the conference. King Lingshan's crazy plan against the sky, King Snow Mountain's action to turn the tide, and the tragic overnight battle, started from Fengyue City, and after various exaggerated retellings, spread rapidly in countless versions.
When things reach the world, they become stories.
For a while, there were different opinions. Some people said that the demon clan went against the sky, and the appearance of this crack in the sky is a sign that the sky will come to punishment. There are also people who claim that their practice speed has been slightly improved, which seems not to be a punishment, but a gift.
With such a big event happening in the world, according to the custom, the monks in the world must of course gather to discuss countermeasures. It is best to know what the sage of the highest realm thinks about this, and listen to the teaching of the sage. This makes people nostalgic when Ji Xiao was still around.
Now that the Great Realm of Tianhu Lake is far away, the realm master Hu Si does whatever he wants and ignores common affairs, and ordinary monks have no way to visit. Hanshan has experienced the change of Jingsi Valley, and its internal division has greatly damaged its vitality, and it is in the process of closing the mountain.
Therefore, in terms of emotion and reason, Mingyue Lake does my part. Many sects have sent letters to him, asking the real person to come out and solve the doubts of the monks all over the world.
Late summer and early autumn, Mingyue Lake.
The misty lake water, quietly stands a small pavilion in the middle of the lake. In the pavilion, the two sat opposite each other, with a tea set and a small stove on the stone table.
The head of Mingyue Lake, Yun Xuzi, is making tea for the real person Guiqing. The aroma of tea wafts away with the refreshing breeze of early autumn.
Yun Xuzi offered the tea cup, but he stopped talking.
The real person Gui Qing closed his eyes slightly: "If you want to ask anything, just ask."
Yun Xuzi tentatively said: "Uncle Master, this is a good opportunity for our faction to establish its prestige. If we can hold a grand event to convene all factions in the world, it will replace the 'Hanhai Great Competition' from now on... The time and place are right for people, why should we wait? "
Master Gui Qing took a sip of tea and frowned slightly: "It's not yet warm. If you are too impatient, the tea will not be cooked."
Although Yun Xuzi was puzzled, he did not dare to ask more questions, and only speculated in his heart.
After Gui Qing finished drinking the tea, he said leisurely: "The conference is going to be held, but we can't be in a hurry. Let others be even more anxious, so that everyone's expectations will return. Send a letter to Tai Heng and discuss it in the long run."
Yun Xuzi breathed a sigh of relief: "Uncle Shi is wise. But I don't know, what is the name of this event?"
The real person Gui Qing smiled lightly: "The ancients have a poem saying, 'The autumn waters of the South Lake are smokeless at night, and Naike can ride the current to the sky'. Now the door to the sky is about to open, my generation of cultivators really want to 'go to the sky' in the future." He looked down again. He glanced at the teacup, "It's called 'Autumn Water Decoction'."
Yun Xuzi echoed his admiration and wanted to ask if Hanshan would come, and if he did, how to deal with it. On second thought, there is really no need to worry.
If you don't come, you are guilty. Do you still want the prestige that Ji Xiao created for the sect? Come on, ask for trouble, do they dare to say that Meng Xueli is not a demon? The argument doesn't hold up. In terms of combat power, in today's Hanshan, there are no saints among the elders. Judging from the experience of Hanhai's accident, Hu Si will not come forward. Among the juniors, how many outstanding disciples are there
Meng Xueli's apprentice Yu Qishu became famous because of the Hanshan Jingsi Valley, and his fame even surpassed that of the head disciple Cui Jing. But in Yun Xuzi's view, Yu Qishu's ability to fight against the sword with Tai Heng is nothing more than borrowing the boundless power of the beginning. He has only been in Dao for less than a year. Even if he is a real genius, how much can he develop
Yun Xuzi was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard the real person Gui Qing casually ask: "Has that child Jing Di figured it out, is he wrong?"
Yun Xuzi felt the pressure: "He, he..."
The real person Gui Qing smiled very kindly: "It's okay. Your lifespan is still long, and the apprentice can still accept it. There will always be someone who is sensible."
Seven days after the vision in the sky appeared, Yun Xuzi, the head of Mingyue Lake, finally announced that, for the well-being of the monks in the world, on the night of the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, an "autumn water decoction tea party" would be held on the west bank of Mingyue Lake. At that time, the elders of each sect will be invited to bring their outstanding disciples to the meeting to taste tea, admire the moon, and discuss the time of day.
Everyone knows that within the boundary of Mingyue Lake, there are many mountain springs with sweet and clear water quality, full of spiritual energy and suitable for making tea. The four characters of "autumn water decocted tea" have the aesthetic style of Mingyue Lake.
But the cultivators with a little more seniority understand that this conference will never be as tranquil and elegant as this name, but it has the implication that the storm is about to come.
Sure enough, within two days, the real person Tai Heng once again suggested that Meng Xueli is a demon and not a human being. He is now in the demon world. If he dares to come to the Qiushuihui, he will be shown in public to see what Hanshan has to say.
Real Taiheng's attitude was so firm, it reminded everyone of the past, and sparked discussions about the change in the Jingsi Valley in Hanshan. Under the deliberate dissemination of intentional people, it is said that Ji Xiao began to collude with the demon clan before his death, and that there was a plot; it was said that Meng Xueli was ambitious to deceive Ji Xiao, and the secret realm of Vast Sea collapsed because Meng Xueli's demon power broke out and attempted to murder the young monk of the human race.
These statements were fiercely refuted, as long as the young disciples who participated in the secret realm competition knew that this was not the case, but the voices of refutation were suppressed by the teacher, like a stone sinking into the sea.
To say that Ji Xiao really colluded with the demon clan, no one would believe it. But if Meng Xueli was really a demon, how could the Chu Kong Wuya Sword, which was jointly forged by the six factions and guarded the world, fall into the hands of a demon clan? Hanshan should always clear the door and hand over the beginningless sword. As for where the divine soldiers belonged, according to Jixiao's last wish, the young monks of the human race are based on their abilities, and the big deal is that they will fight publicly at the "Autumn Water Decoction" meeting to decide a new sword master - many people have this idea.
Rumors are rampant, and there is a lot of noise. Mingyuehu Yunxuzi took advantage of the situation to announce that he would invite Hanshan to come to the meeting, explain clearly to everyone, and clarify misunderstandings. Otherwise, the real person Guiqing will ask Hanshan for an explanation for the monks in the world.
Everything developed according to Mingyuehu's will, and it went unbelievably smoothly.
The cold mountain is like riding a tiger.
***
Cold Mountain in late summer, snow-covered above the mountainside. The meadows at the foot of the mountain are like a green sea, with wild flowers blooming and colorful.
Although the mountain gate was closed and the disciples did not go down the mountain, the Daoist Dharma exchange meeting and the arena competition within the sect never stopped. There is a thriving scene of Yanjianping, Library Building and Lunfa Hall.
The gates of "Hanmen City" are wide open, the city is bustling with cars and horses, and the prosperity is still the same. Instead of being silent with the Hanshan Sword Sect, there are many scattered repairs going from south to north, like bamboo shoots after the rain, injecting new vitality and vitality into the city. . The residents of the city are not surprised, and ordinary people and monks coexist harmoniously.
Because the Sanctuary Alliance was established, the main altar was located in Hanmen City. The façade is so majestic, it looks like a big inn.
It is not an official sect, but a loose organization that provides a platform for loose cultivators to receive bounties and exchange resources. The leader of the alliance, Qingdai, is more like the leader of the Jianghu gang than the head of the sect.
The establishment of the Sanctuary Alliance was secretly supported by "Hengtong Juyuan", which was certainly not a small sum. According to the requirements of the agreement, the alliance leader only needs to do two things. Second, after starting to make a profit, it will be distributed to Qian Yuyi as a profit every year.
When Qian Yuzhi secretly negotiated this deal, he was the only one who was happy, and the old shopkeepers and old guys who had followed him for many years were all gloomy and doubtful.
As the saying goes, "Poor and scattered cultivators cannot afford two taels of meat during the Chinese New Year". How can BuQi be called "scattered cultivators"? How can this kind of business be profitable? Where can it compare to the secret profiteering of communicating between demons and demons. I'm just afraid that the effort will not be thankful, and the bamboo basket will be empty.
But Qian Yuzhi's mind has been decided. In business, he dares to do what others dare not do.
That night, with peach blossoms in her arms, Yu Qishu left Changchun Peak in the dark and arrived at Hanmen City quietly through the teleportation array.
The moonlight shines obliquely, and the alley is secluded. This is the way to the back door of the backyard of "Hengtong Juyuan", and few people know it.
But before he got close, the small wooden door opened with a creak, and a stern shadow flashed out. The alley was narrow, and he confronted the man.
It was actually a female cultivator, wearing a blue cloak with a knife around her waist.
Yu Qishu was startled, and thoughtfully said, "I seem to have seen you, you are..."
The female cultivator glanced at him, nodded lightly, kept walking, and walked out of the alley in a blink of an eye.
"What are you looking at? Silly boy is back." Qian Yuzhi's voice sounded from the door.
Yu Qishu turned back three steps: "Who was that just now?"
He remembered. This spring, also in the alleys of Hanmen City, a strange girl descended from the sky, her skirt swung open, like a huge blue flower.
The girl was unreasonable, stopped him with a knife, and asked him some inexplicable questions.
Yu Qishu never thought that at that time, Meng Xueli defeated Qingdai and a group of powerful scattered repairers in the secret realm of the sea, robbed them of their storage bags and black cloaks, and reported the word "Yu Qishu" to Qingdai.
What the hell is this, how can there be a master who pits the apprentice
The predecessors planted trees, the later generations enjoyed the shade, the predecessors dug the pits, and the later generations suffered. As a disciple of Changchun Peak, Yu Qishu has endured too much.
Qian Yuzhi welcomed him in and closed the door with his backhand: "The leader of the Sanctuary Alliance, Qingdai. Do you know him?"
"I've seen it. What is the relationship between you and the Sanctuary Alliance? It seems to be frequent."
"It's okay to tell you." Qian Yuzhi's folding fan knocked on the table, motioning Yu Qishu to give him a cup of tea. He sipped tea and explained briefly.
After listening to Yu Qishu, she was deeply puzzled: "You invested so much money, can you get it back in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?"
Qian Yuzhi shook the folding fan lightly and asked, "What do you think of Qingdai?"
A pair of wonderful eyes flashed in Yu Qishu's mind, telling the truth: "It's pretty."
Qian Yuzhi was furious: "Am I asking about looks?! I'm asking about qualifications!"
Yu Qishu sneered: "Oh, that should be quite powerful!"
Only then did Qian Yuzhi answer his last question: "This loose cultivator alliance will not help me make money in the next six years, but I am not investing in it, I am investing in the future of a large number of young loose cultivators. Among them, if there is one person Once I touch the threshold of a saint, I can make a steady profit. Do you understand?"
Qian Yuzhi sighed: "In fact, at the beginning, Senior Brother Ji Xiao and I were considered mutual investments. Although he was out of consideration for his fellow students, he didn't expect me to make money at all."
Yu Qishu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Since you think so, then don't invest in the scattered cultivating alliance, just invest money in me! Maybe I will become..."
Qian Yuzhi picked up the folding fan and knocked on his head: "Of course, there are other benefits! First, there are some things that are inconvenient for well-known sects and families, but loose cultivators can do. It's very helpful. Thirdly, many young cultivators would rather wander hard than be bound by sects. This may become a trend. Who can tell what will happen in the future? Where are people going?"
From Qian Yuzhi's point of view, the monks of the past could not live without a group, unless they betrayed the teacher's sect and were expelled from the teacher's sect, they had to wander the world and fight alone. Now the times have changed, there are more and more exercises and resources that can be traded on the market, and the Sanctuary Alliance is a product of the peaceful era. A monk can go to a certain teacher's door, abide by the strict door rules, and take care of the relationship with the teacher and his classmates; he can also gather in a relatively loose way to find similar people freely.
Yu Qishu heard the cloud cover, half understood, and sighed: "You think too much!"
Qian Yuzhi knocked him on the head again: "Silly boy, I think a lot, so that you can think less."
"Then in this situation, please help me think about it." Yu Qishu said, "'The Mid-Autumn Festival is full of moon night, and the autumn water decoction tea party', should Hanshan go to the mountain to go to the meeting?"
Even if he didn't have Qian Yuzhi's thoughtfulness, he knew that "Autumn Water Sencha" was just a pretense. The most taboo for the sect to do things is to have a nameless teacher. Mingyue Lake wants to become the first sect, and this time, he has to take the lead and set an example for other sects.
Now there is a lot of buzz in the Hanmen city, not to mention the outside world, where should Hanshan go
Qian Yuzhi just smiled: "Leave the peach blossoms, come back tomorrow night."
While thinking about it, Yu Qishu returned to Changchun Peak.
Early the next morning, Yu Qishu practiced swords on the observation deck. After practicing a set of Jiaojiao swords, she put the swords back into their sheaths, looked at the mountains and clouds, and adjusted her breath.
Daotong Xiaohuai hurriedly reported the news: "Senior Brother Yu, the Daotong in charge of the real person is here, please go to the main peak side hall to discuss matters."
Yu Qishu's heart moved: "Okay, I'll go right now."
Xiaohuai said worriedly, "Is something serious?"
Yu Qishu touched his hair and said, "It's okay, let's go to sleep and sleep in the cage. You won't grow taller if you sleep less."
Along the way, many disciples saluted him: "Hello, Senior Brother Yu." "Senior Brother Yu, early."
Yu Qishu greeted them one by one. He treats people kindly, without the arrogance of a young genius, and is very popular in the sect.
The little Taoist boy in front of the door smiled and said, "The real headmaster has instructed that Senior Brother Yu will go in directly when he arrives, and there is no need to pass the message."
Before Yu Qishu entered the hall, she first heard a quarrel:
"Why do people lead by the nose? Let's just not go, let's see if Gui Qing dares to hit Hanshan. What is there to be afraid of?"
"Don't be angry. When we are absent, don't we allow them to distort nonsense and take advantage of the truth? Let's go and see what they plan to do in front of the various sects. Besides, the sects are now united and their momentum is strong. . This is an opportunity to be delivered to the door, just to take the disciples down the mountain."
The two peak masters Liu Lan and Chongbi spoke.
The real person in charge did not respond to anyone, and looked at the palace gate: "Xiaoyu is here, sit down and listen."
Yu Qishu responded nervously, took the last seat and straightened her back.
Hearing the Master of Ziyan Peak again: "They thought that they had the strongest trump card, that is, 'Xueli is indeed a demon', but our trump card is stronger."
Everyone tacitly understood that Ji Xiao did not die, that is Han Shan's confidence.
But when will Ji Xiao return to the world? no one knows. Han Shan can't completely rely on Ji Xiao either.
The peak owners held their own opinions and analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of opening the mountain at this time.
The headmaster was silent for a long time, and then said, "Ring the bell tomorrow at the hour, call the disciples of all sects, and gather in the main hall square."
Now that the head has made a decision, the final decision is made, and no one else will say more.
The Chongbi Peak Master turned to Yu Qishu: "Xiaoyu, go back and prepare, this is your first time traveling down the mountain."
Yu Qishu suddenly caught the attention of everyone in the hall, and was a little flattered: "Me, should I go too?" How did he know that Meng Xueli used to sit in this position and secretly ate melon seeds.
The Ziyan Peak Lord smiled lovingly: "Silly boy, 'The elders of the teacher's sect bring outstanding disciples to participate', who will you go if you don't go?"
Yu Qishu thought to herself, she was really caught by the money shopkeeper, and came to Hengtong Juyuan the next night.
"I originally wanted to go home to see my mother after starting the mountain. The plan can't keep up with the changes, so let's wait for the conference to end."
Qian Yuzhi patted his shoulder.
As the saying goes, 'the poor get rich on the road' and 'people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles'. For Yu Qishu's first trip to the mountains in his life, Qian Yuzhi began to prepare and spent a lot of time.
The first is the saber. Yu Qishu was reluctant to change to a new sword, so Qian Yuzhi found the best craftsman from "Hengtong Juyuan", put "Linchi Liu" into the furnace, added rare materials and re-forged it, and the style of the furnace remained unchanged.
Qian Yuzhi was very satisfied: "Among the younger generation, it is considered a first-class sword, except that it cannot be compared with Jing Di's 'Ice Mirror Jade Wheel'."
After the sword was completed, Yu Qishu held the sword in his hand, played and watched it repeatedly, and was overjoyed.
Qian Yuzhi said again: "Since you have inherited the mantle of the realm master, maybe you will learn to forge in the future. When you are successful in your practice, open the furnace and cast it yourself!"
Yu Qishu was stunned, thinking of the "Marrying a Wife" notebook, she wondered if it could be considered a "mantle". If I get the Tao, and write a few books of "Rat Rat Experience" and "Flower Planting Manual", will it also be regarded as a standard
Then there's clothing. Qian Yuzhi made three new suits for him, all of them gorgeous rune robes. Returning to the demeanor of a young nobleman, he is no longer a simple and small farmer.
Yu Qishu was born in a noble family, and she was quite knowledgeable. She was moved: "Thank you, Qian Zhenren, you are so kind."
Qian Yuzhi: "The materials and clothes for casting the sword are very expensive. The money will be deducted from your account."
Yu Qishu: "...Oh."
Now that everything was ready, Yu Qishu asked Qian Yuzhi, "Are you going with me?"
"Don't go. I'm a businessman. It's better to avoid such a showy conference."
Yu Qishu's excitement dissipated, and she hesitated.
Qian Yuzhi comforted: "I can see your soul lamp as soon as I look up, don't worry."
Yu Qishu: "I am not worried about my own life, but about the future of the school."
He didn't go on, Qian Yuzhi understood what he meant, the changes in the demon clan, strange astronomical phenomena, and human disputes made the young man feel uneasy.
"Across the sea, Fang shows the true character of a hero." Qian Yuzhi shook his fan, "When you see more, you will know that this is not a big move. Back then, when the demons invaded the human world, there were internal and external troubles. When he was alive and dead, Ji Xiao killed him. How many people, how many demons... Alas, that's called precariousness.
"If it weren't for Jixiao's strongest, the six sects would not be willing to offer the treasures of heaven and earth, and cast it into a sword with no end in sight. It is precisely because this sword is extremely valuable that all sects want to get it, so they use it many times to make things happen. Ji Xiao worshipped at the ceremony, and set the rules for the great leader of the vast sea to win the magic weapon. Now that the vast sea has been bombed, there is no more to count, and there is an autumn water meeting."
Qian Yuzhi looked at the rift in the sky, "Of course it's good that Ji Xiao can come back, but they may have other things to do, outside the world, such as the demon world, such as the sky. You are going to the Qiushui Club this time as a disciple of Changchun Peak. , be prepared to fight with fellow cultivators."
Yu Qishu nodded: "I understand."
On the eve of her departure, Yu Qishu turned the soil over the hypericum tree as usual, repaired the lawn of the viewing platform, checked whether the golden mice were sick, and finally went to the pond to feed the "koi".
Yu Qishu: "Brother Jiao, this time when I go out, I may have to compete with others. I will return the demon pill to you first."
The three sea dragons were reluctant to part, and their tears spilled into the pond.
Da Jiao: "Be careful when you fight with others, and don't die. Once you die, no one will help me raise the Jiao Dan."
Er Jiao: "Don't listen to the boss's nonsense, our three brothers really care about you, and hope that you will make a name for yourself and return as soon as possible."
San Jiao: "If you see Ji Xiao, say something nice for us. Go."
"Wait." Yu Qishu surrendered to the pond, "I'll say hello to my first brother again."
The three koi carps were shaking their heads and waving their tails, but when they heard these words, they scrambled to the bottom of the pond, huddled in a corner, and said nothing.
The pond was quiet again, and a full moon shadow was reflected on the water.
Yu Qishu said, "Brother Chu, I'm leaving. I will strive to keep you from being taken away by others!"
The wind by the pool is still the same, and the birds are chirping.
Chu Kong Wuya did not move, like a ruthless master sitting in meditation, ignoring such trivial matters.
Yu Qishu continued: "If you answer me, I will be relieved."
After a while, the moon shadow on the calm water surface shattered, and there were slight waves. A clear-eyed sword cry rose into the sky, and the pond shook and the water waves churned. With a sound of "crashing", Yu Qishu's face was splashed with water.
Yu Qishu wiped her face, smiled helplessly, and miraculously understood what Chu Kong Wuya meant: "Fuck you idiot."
He walked over the floating suspension bridge, passed the stone tablet engraved with the word "Changchun", and walked from the lush green to the white snow.
Just like when he worshipped Hanshan, the young man left home and traveled from the warm south to the cold north.
In less than a year, the world has undergone earth-shaking changes, and so has he.
***
For Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao, these things are too far away for the time being. As soon as the King of Lingshan died, the dragons in the demon world were headless, and they were left in a mess. The King of the Snow Mountain Wan Mansion is about to fall, and is regarded as "the demon king destined by destiny", the savior of the world.
The surviving demons all surrendered, including the old Lingshan tribe, the yellow tiger, the blood vine, the gray wolf and other demon generals, and they all asked the king of the snow mountain to preside over the overall situation.
Meng Xueli explained: "My body is human now, which is not right."
All the demons persuaded: "The soul is a demon, so it is a demon." "As soon as the king leaves, what shall we do?"
Meng Xueli had to stay temporarily, organize the slightly injured demon clan, and help the little demon who was crushed under the ruins.
Ji Xiao was worried about his physical condition and sent him real energy from time to time.
The little demons were secretly discussing: "It really deserves to be the king! He actually married a virtuous and beautiful human sword cultivator."
The demons fought side by side, and after experiencing the doomsday disaster, they put aside their differences and became unprecedentedly united. The demon kings from all over the demon world are here. Brothers and sisters in trouble, no one is afraid of anyone else going to grab the territory at this time.
King Baihe, as one of the very few demon kings who did not participate in the "Ten Thousand Demons Conference", came to Fengyue City that day. The life-saving kit she gave to Chi Chu had a special imprint. When Chi Chu released a waterfall of white river water, she knew that something had changed.
Chi Chu was very excited: "I knew that you won't leave your brother alone!"
The Great King Baihe patted his hand away: "What are you doing, bringing a family with you?"
Chi Chu took the gray rabbit, kingfisher, and luan bird: "The King of Snow Mountain asked me to protect them."
Ruan Hui and Bi You were not regarded as "mountain delicacy" this time, but their mood did not improve.
After Baihe entered the city, he saw the tragic scene after the war, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, and countless little demons who were hurt and tortured, and his heart was filled with sorrow. She sent aquarium demon soldiers to distribute spirit grass and food, and she also met the "old neighbor" King of Montenegro. The two demons quarreled as usual:
"Baihe, I didn't expect you to be so kind."
"You think it's free? This king can sell it to you."
"You are making 'demon hard to make money'!"
"Don't buy it."
"… purchase."
Fei Yu was a little annoyed: "In the same city, when Lingshan was the demon king, he drank for fun and splurged. When it was our turn, we could only rebuild after the disaster and care for the refugees. Damn, why!"
"Feiyu." Meng Xueli summoned him, "Tomorrow you and Ruan Hui will go to the world and help me pass the letter."
"But I've never been to the world."
"Ruan Hui often goes there, just listen to him and be responsible for keeping him safe."
Meng Xueli did not arrange for Bi You to go, because Bi You was busy taking care of Xiaoluan. Xiaoluan was blessed by misfortune, and the awakening of the Phoenix bloodline saved her life, but after she knew that the palace painter was Lingshan, and the exquisite mural was actually a demon-devouring formation, she fell into deep pain, and Biyou stayed by her side.
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Meng Xueli patrolled around during the day to appease the injured demon clan, and only returned to the Zhuli Pavilion late at night to rest and talk with friends and Taoist companions behind closed doors.
He does have a lot to say.
Most of the bustling flower street has been destroyed, but the secluded Zhuli Pavilion is still there. The lamp on the desk was like a bean, the bamboo shadows swayed outside the window, and three shadows sat facing each other in front of the desk.
Ji Xiao asked, "How are you feeling now?"
"It's okay." Meng Xueli recalled: "At that time, the power of the two bursts reversed, the Jinghong mirror shattered, my whole body burst, and I lost consciousness... Then I saw Lingshan. It wasn't a giant python, it was a human-shaped Lingshan. That was our first time. A scene of a meeting."
Que Xianming looked at him with hellish eyes: "Is it your hallucination?"
Meng Xueli shook his head, "I don't know."
It was not long after he learned how to change shape, and he left the Snow Mountain ignorantly. It was summer like this when he first saw Lingshan.
The sun was scorching hot, and the mountains were lush with greenery. There was no ghost in the forest, only the sound of a flute was heard, the tone was clear, but the tune was melancholy. He looked for the sound and finally determined that the sound came from a cave.
"You play it really well, what kind of tune is this?"
"No name. I wrote it myself."
"what's your name?"
"This mountain is called Lingshan. I am the only monster in the mountain that can change shape. You can call me Lingshan."
Mink listens to music every day and sits outside the cave. Lingshan's tunes are also played to him every day.
"Lingshan, why do you keep avoiding me? Come out of the hole, I won't eat the demon of Lingzhi."
"I'm not hiding from you. My body is a large piebald snake with the blood of a snake. Snakes are greedy for coolness and heat, and I never bask in the sun in summer."
"You said it earlier! My body is a spirit mink, born from the spiritual energy of the Holy Snow Mountain. I usually roll in the snow. My demonic energy is the smell of the cool snow mountain. Come out and try it near me."
"Indeed, it's cool and comfortable."
"Being friends with me, you will no longer be afraid of the heat in summer."
Young Lingshan's eyes shone brightly: "Okay."
"I also have a friend who is a peacock. It's a very beautiful breed. I'll introduce it to you next time."
"So I'm not your only friend."
"It's good to have multiple friends. I'll play his scarf, you can play his bracelet, so we don't have to walk!"
They crossed their shoulders and walked away laughing and laughing, disappearing into the depths of the jungle.
Perhaps it is the illusion woven by Lingshan with the last power of life, or perhaps it is the distortion of time and space, which reappeared yesterday.
Meng Xueli didn't say this, but continued to explain:
"After the hallucination disappeared, I arrived at a place that was dark and cold, with no sky above and no ground below. It was boundless and empty. Then suddenly my eyes lit up, all kinds of brilliance lit up, countless dots of light, spinning , burning..."
Ji Xiao asked, "What is that?"
"Xinghai. It's amazing."
Meng Xueli organized language and tried to describe what he saw and felt: "It turns out that the stars are very big and have different lights. Some stars are hot, which is blue, and some are relatively low temperature, and they are light red. Some are burning, and some are dead. I pass them, or they pass me..."
When he was a child, he often watched the stars on the snow-capped mountains. When the weather is best, the air of the snow-capped mountains is extremely pure. The night dome is like a cover, the sky is full of stars and the river is bright, and the five-colored light curtain traverses the sky, slowly moving. The brilliance shines on the ice surface, and the ice surface under the feet also becomes a galaxy of light.
But this time, the feeling of looking at the stars is completely different. There is no joy. He only feels a deep silence and desolation, not sadness.
"My blood, heartbeat, true essence and demon power in my body all rhythm with them. But I know I have to go back, or I'll be there forever..."
Que Xianming was fascinated: "How did you come back?"
Meng Xueli smiled: "I don't know. Faith, concern, and will are not exercises anyway."
Ji Xiao thought for a moment: "The soul leaves the body and travels in the void. There were ancient books that recorded such things."
Meng Xueli: "But now I have a human body and true essence, a demon soul and demon power. Am I a human, a demon, or a new species that is neither human nor demon? Is there no ancient book record?"
Que Xianming smiled and said, "Don't say it's so powerful. Can you use the demon power?"
Meng Xueli: "It can only be suppressed temporarily. It will take some time to master this powerful force and make it completely useful to me."
Ji Xiao touched the back of his neck: "We don't lack time."
Que Xianming felt that he was going blind. The two of them only had this intimate gesture in front of them, but the warmth between their eyes and the air became sticky.
He got up to leave and went out to play cards with the mirage. Feiyu and Chichu Four Demons just made a poker table. Busy with post-disaster reconstruction during the day, sneaking a few laps at night. Always the mirage loses.
The mirage now maintains a human form, a young man with a beautiful appearance but ignorant eyes. As long as I meet his eyes, I somehow feel that he is dumb and easy to deceive. This is indeed the case.
He exudes a demonic aura that smells of peach blossoms, green bamboo, and when Feiyu and Chichu first saw him, they were shocked and looked at each other in dismay.
The mirage said: "I'm a little mirage." In order to prove his identity, he gave a light "Ow".
Fei Yu blushed slightly: "Have you transformed?" He thought that even if the mirage was transformed, it would also transform into a white and chubby appearance.
Mirage nodded, feeling a little frustrated. This figure was very different from the imposing manner he imagined. It seems that the road to cultivation is still very long and arduous.
Chi Chu: "When you take a human form, you can't 'Ow' casually. Do you know?"
The mirage is even more frustrated: "Ow, I know."
After Que Xianming left, only Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao were left in the room.
Meng Xueli was a little uneasy in his heart, he knew that he could not escape, and sooner or later he would have to face the Taoist companion alone.
The bamboo sea was rustling outside the window, Ji Xiao's expression became cold, Meng Xueli preemptively said: "I'm fine, don't you annoy me."
On this day, Ji Xiao seemed calm, still taciturn. But Meng Xueli could sense that Ji Xiao was in a bad mood, almost to the point where he couldn't control the pressure overflowing.
Ji Xiao: "I'm not annoying you. It's my fault that you didn't trust me enough."
The last time Meng Xueli tried to sneak away and went to the demon world alone, he was furious when he found out. But at this time, deep love is confused, lost and regained, but I don't know what to do.
Meng Xueli didn't even think about how to explain it. It was the first time the two fell in love.
Ji Xiao finally sighed: "I don't want you to sacrifice your life for me. This is too cruel to me, Xue Li."
Meng Xueli looked at him with deep eyes, felt the Taoist companion's intentions, and said seriously, "I'm sorry."
Ji Xiao thought for a while: "Next time, I don't know what I will do."
"Absolutely not, can I ask for a divorce again?" Meng Xueli thought about it, this was the most serious punishment for him.
"Do you still want to divorce?"
Meng Xueli became darker and darker: "I didn't mean that..."
He stretched out his fingertips and hooked Ji Xiao's fingers, but the latter was unmoved and looked like an indifferent Sword Master.
In Meng Xueli's eyes, it looked like a bulging puffer fish. He was bold and stepped to kiss the corner of Ji Xiao's mouth.
Ji Xiao's face changed slightly.
The wind picked up at night, the candles on the table went out, and the blue smoke drifted away.
Meng Xueli sighed, alas, at the end of the day, we still have to use double repair to solve the problem.