After another half hour, Long Jiutian turned his head to look at the woodcutter beside him who was full of concern, and smiled lightly. In that smile, there was a little gratitude and unconcealed worry. His blond hair fluttered slightly, The night wind blew past, blowing away the confusion that was spreading rapidly in his heart.
"Everything has its own destiny!" Breathing out, Long Jiutian said to himself.
Although the voice was very small, it couldn't escape the woodcutter's sight and hearing. The woodcutter smiled faintly, and there was a hint of mystery in his smile, and then he said casually, "Brother Long, don't worry. , should be calamity turned into calamity, everything has its own destiny!"
"Should be calamity turned into calamity!"
Although the speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart.
The woodcutter's words made Long Jiutian suddenly think of what Xiang Hui said to him when he parted that night, that the one who responds to the robbery is also the one who transforms the robbery! Thinking that the heart chain finally fell on Bu Feng's body that day, he settled down again. Perhaps, this little guy should have fallen on it. What's more, since the destiny has long been fixed, there is no need Do more troubles.
Thinking of this, the worries in his heart gradually dissipated, and that cynical smile appeared on his face again.
The woodcutter looked at Long Jiutian's smile, and the anxiety in his heart was swept away. He knew that Long Jiutian had passed another level of demons, even if his skill was not close, it should be enough to resist the next attack. Dragon Heart is robbed.
At this time, the eyes of the two fell on the four people on the ground again.
The woodcutter floated down first, looked at the veiled woman who bent down, and said in a low voice: "You don't have to do this, I just saw that you have good aptitude, and you just entered the Tao by chance, so I helped you save yourself from a catastrophe." .”
The veiled woman raised her head slightly, the piety and gratitude in her eyes made both Long Jiutian and the woodcutter very strange. Is it because of the little effort, that she is worth it
Then, the woman looked up at the woodcutter, her voice trembling slightly: "Senior, are you Senior Master Yu?"
Long Jiutian and the woodcutter jumped up suddenly, and they looked at each other with shock in their eyes.
"Little girl, you have mistaken me, I am not Yu Rui!" The woodcutter shook his head and said calmly.
"Impossible, isn't what you just played "High Mountain and Flowing Water"? In this world, only master Yu Fuzi Boya can play such a perfect "High Mountain and Flowing Water"!" Trembling again, he looked at the woodcutter steadily.
"Yu Boya passed away more than two thousand years ago!" the woodcutter whispered, with a hint of bitterness in his voice.
Taking another look at the veiled woman, the woodcutter said calmly, "I am Zhong Ziqi!"
The woman's body trembled fiercely, and the drastic change in her complexion could be clearly seen through the black veil, as if the deep emotions buried in the blood of this family for thousands of years suddenly all followed the bell. The three words Ziqi broke out, and she suddenly knelt down on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "The orphan of the Yue family, the fifty-ninth generation descendant of the blood of the great ancestor of Chu, hereby, on behalf of me, Chu!" From the family line, I would like to thank Master Yu and Master Zhong for their great kindness and virtue to my family!"
Speaking of this, the woman kowtowed on the ground, and the three people behind her also looked very excited, shaking their bodies and then kowtowed. These people were so excited that they completely forgot to control the kowtow. Bloodstains were faintly seen.
Ziqi was taken aback for a moment, and then his face showed emotion. He flicked his right hand across the air, and a soft force came out, slowly pulling up the four people on the ground.
The woman looked at Zhong Ziqi again, and did not insist, but continued to explain in a respectful voice: "The ancestor of the Yue family, the great ancestor Xiong, left a last word on his deathbed, and all descendants of my Chu family will see Master Yu and Master Zhong." The two adults, as well as the descendants of the two masters, must perform the rituals of the descendants! Today, it is the sound of the master’s zither that allows the younger generation to recognize the identity of the master.”
After a few seconds, the woman saw the doubts on Zhong Ziqi's face, and knew that he was wondering why she could recognize this piece of music, and then added: "When Master Yu prayed for the extension of the veins of my Chu family, once I competed with my ancestor Xiong's elegant skills, and later left the score of "High Mountain and Flowing Water". Since the Chu emperor's royal family has declined, for more than two thousand years, the score left by my master Yu has been hanging in the ancient ancestors of the Chu family. Above the hall in the tomb, it is enshrined by generations of descendants of my family!"
Hearing this, not to mention Zhong Ziqi, even Long Jiutian was slightly moved. Chu Shi's lineage has silently persisted for more than two thousand years, and their gratitude hidden in their blood, all these made Long Jiutian He and Zhong Ziqi, two people who had long lost interest in worldly affairs, felt a rare touch.
The night wind was blowing the already dim fire, and an inexplicable moving rhythm was quietly flowing in the air. After a long time, Zhong Ziqi sighed softly, looking at the veiled woman with more eyes. A little bit of warmth and concern, he opened his mouth to persuade something, but after seeing the resolute face under the black veil, he sighed and said softly: "Go back."
"Master Zhong, I beg you, for the sake of Master Yu's relationship, please help us from the Chu clan, and help us get the Tianxin Chain!" The veiled woman Yueshi suddenly fell to her knees again, and her voice was full of Expectation, and a trace of very unnatural begging.
The three people behind her were surprised when they saw that the always stubborn and self-reliant master actually knelt down to beg, even though the one in front of her was Mrs. Zhong in the family legend, they still felt very surprised and couldn't accept it, so they immediately followed her and knelt down down.
Zhong Ziqi was taken aback for a moment, he never thought that such a stubborn and resolute girl would beg others, he almost had an urge to help this orphan girl of the Chu family, but that urge was immediately suppressed by him After getting down, he took a long breath, turned his back, and said softly: "You guys go, I won't help you with this matter."
Then he paused, and said: "The fate has long been predestined, and the Chu royal family has already perished more than two thousand years ago. You should wake up sooner!"
After finishing speaking, he stretched his right hand behind him, flicked lightly, and danced gently with gentle energy, lifted the four of them up, and slowly sent them out to the distance.
Yueshi's body trembled slightly, and a trace of deep disappointment flashed across his face covered by the black veil, and then his face returned to its original calm and coldness, and he said against the strong wind with difficulty: "Thank you again, orphan Yueshi. Master Zhong’s great kindness and virtue, and today’s saving and perfecting grace!”
Then, she turned to look at Long Jiutian who was beside Zhong Ziqi, and said calmly: "No matter what, I will not give up. In the future, if I offend someone, I will return to Senior Haihan. I am considerate that my Chu family has to conform to it." The last wish of the ancestors!"
The soft energy gradually sent them away, and as the energy dissipated, Yueshi's voice became smaller and smaller, intermittent.
Speaking of this, Yueshi forced himself with that soft but irresistible energy, bowed to Zhong Ziqi and Long Jiutian a few times, turned around and drifted away.
The figures of the four people gradually disappeared into the darkness in the distance.
The night wind swept over, blowing the breath they left behind into the distance, and everything returned to silence.
Long Jiutian smiled wryly, looked at Yueshi who was going away, and said to Zhong Ziqi who was beside him: "Stubborn girl, this little fellow Bu Feng has another trouble!"
Zhong Ziqi turned around, looked at the direction where Yueshi disappeared, nodded, first showed a look of helplessness and pity, then there was a flash of light in his eyes, and said with a faint smile: "This is the destiny, this is the destiny, I There is nothing you can do!"
Long Jiutian smiled again, then turned to look at Zhong Ziqi, looked up and down for a long while before saying: "This Tianxin chain is really an ancient treasure. I think back then, you were just a newcomer to cultivation. Now, you have already It surpasses my ten thousand years of cultivation, it is amazing!"
Zhong Ziqi shook his head slightly, and said sternly: "Brother Long is wrong. If you want to compare your cultivation, I am definitely not as good as Brother Long. You have to work hard on this matter of cultivation." If you work harder, it will take years of accumulation before you can grow. It is really hard to be tricky. If you say that you have achieved a little now, it is just a comprehension in the rhythm!"
Long Jiutian laughed twice, patted Zhong Ziqi on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Even though your pure strength is not as good as mine, your understanding of the Dao is superior to mine. It’s just a good time to exchange ideas, and Dongfang has been thinking about you all these years, so you can go back with me this time!”
Before Zhong Ziqi had time to speak, Long Jiutian continued: "What's more, since this little fellow Bu Feng is the one who should be robbed as Yu Rui mentioned, then you, the guy who started the wheel of fate, can't just slap your ass and go away like this." Man, at least we have to do our best, that little guy's situation is also very special, we just happened to participate in the research together!"
Zhong Ziqi nodded with a smile. In fact, this time, after waiting for the robber, the burden that had accumulated in his heart for more than two thousand years was finally unloaded. He also felt a sense of relief. Seeing Long Jiutian, this He had already intended to go back with Long Jiutian, and because of Bu Feng, he couldn't push it anymore.
"Haha, Dongfang will be very happy to see you and hear "High Mountain and Flowing Water" again!"
The night wind rose again, agitating the flames, and the dim flames reflected the receding figures of Long Jiutian and Zhong Ziqi.
The surrounding space faintly moved a few times, the rhythm that had been covering this space disappeared, and this area reappeared within the observation range of ordinary people, and there were urgent sirens in the distance There was a sound, the lights of the police car flashed, and they rushed towards the flame...