There is a gentle breeze on the lake.
The setting sun is like a ball of burnt-out fire, scattering the remaining sparks on the thick or thin clouds in the sky, thus creating a myriad of weather conditions like a brocade.
However, the sky in the east had already darkened, as if it had been covered with a thick layer of ink.
The sun will set and the moon will rise.
At this moment, the entire Jiexing Villa was silent in this magnificent dusk. Only sporadic bird calls and insect chirps could be heard in the wind, as well as the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves.
Jianchou listened to these voices and remained silent for a long time without saying a word.
Qu Zhengfeng slowly bent over, put the iron sword in his hand back on the sword-grinding table, and said, "What about you? You have been gone for sixty years, and in the blink of an eye you have already reached the Nascent Soul stage. Does Fudaoshan know about this?"
This unfamiliar voice of "Fudaoshanren"...
As Jianchou listened, he suddenly felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. It was not because he disliked Qu Zhengfeng, but because he should not call his master like that.
"Master is still in retreat, so we don't know yet."
"I'm afraid he'll be so anxious when he finds out."
After walking past the sword-grinding platform, Qu Zhengfeng stood next to the sword lake. Looking at the sword lake, his eyes were heavy, but no one could understand what was buried deep inside.
"It is hard to find an opponent below the level of the body. If I were to ask the truth, I would surely die. If I were you, I would cherish my life..."
Others practice diligently in order to achieve immortality.
It can be seen that Chou's cultivation, and even every improvement in realm, is tantamount to "seeking death". Every higher level of cultivation is one step closer to "the calamity of the heart", and one step closer to "death and disappearance of the body".
Even without Qu Zhengfeng saying it out loud, she knew what the words "cherish life" meant.
But at that time and place, there were not so many choices.
In a place like the Extreme Domain, one could lose one's life if one was not careful: she risked her life, entered the cauldron, and went to the eighteen levels of hell. In front of the eyes of tens of millions of ghost cultivators in the entire Extreme Domain, she passed through the Shitian Creation Array from the hands of the Eight Palaces of the Eight Directions City and returned to the Nineteen Continents...
In that situation, if her strength was one point less, she might not be able to come back.
Compared to the "out-of-body experience" and "examination of the heart" which would take some time to reach in the future, she would of course focus on the present. Moreover, unless she was truly mediocre and incompetent, she would reach the "out-of-body experience" sooner or later.
Everything is just a matter of time.
It would have been better if Qu Zhengfeng didn't say it. Once he said it, Jianchou remembered Fudaoshanren.
At the beginning, he had said that he would go to the easternmost region of the Nineteen Continents to find a way to repair her soul. It can be seen that Chou calculated the situation when he went to the polar region. Although there is a way to repair the soul, it is not so easy to get a bottle of reincarnation pool water without any effort when encountering the opportunity in the old house of the Wrongful Death City.
Unless, you snatch it from under the nose of the Eighth King of Hell.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shook her head and laughed: "Anyway, I'm only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul now, and I'm still far from leaving the body. Not to mention that the 'heart-searching calamity' may not come immediately after a breakthrough, and some people may encounter it only after they reach the great perfection of leaving the body. Drink today and worry about tomorrow. Now, it's not time to worry."
This is said in an open-minded manner, with a kind of carefree attitude of "the ground is my mat and the sky is my blanket".
However, when Qu Zhengfeng heard these words, there was an inexplicable harshness, and the dark emotions in his eyes gradually became sharper.
"But now you are no longer an ordinary person or a nobody. You are the eldest sister of Yashan."
What a familiar sentence!
It took only a moment for Jianchou's memory to be brought back to the top of Yashan Mountain by these words. The person in front of her, with a look of disapproval in her eyes, told her that she was not worthy of the title of "Yashan Senior Sister".
At that time, she was actually a little confused.
There are many disciples in Yashan, and there are many who are extremely talented.
It can be said that even though Jianchou is the most outstanding now, it does not mean that there will not be more outstanding people in the future. And Yashan, as big as it is, will not lose its position as a giant in the Central Region just because of the absence of her.
But Qu Zhengfeng seemed to be bothered by this.
Many scenes suddenly emerged in her mind, all of which were details of her past interactions with Qu Zhengfeng, but in the end, there was no particularly clear answer.
Only her intuition suddenly touched upon a certain thought in her heart.
"It's true that I am now the eldest sister of Yashan, but you were also the eldest brother of Yashan. Your Majesty the Sword Emperor, what are you preparing for?"
The moment Jianchou finished his words, the setting sun just sank completely into the horizon.
As a result, the whole world fell into sudden darkness.
There were only a few scattered points of light in the distance, but when I looked up, all I could see was a gloomy sky without a single star.
Qu Zhengfeng raised his head and looked, his eyes trying to penetrate the dark barrier of the thick clouds and reach the vast galaxy blocked by them, but he found it was in vain in an instant.
Tomorrow's Starry Sea, a place where you will never see the sea of stars.
He turned around, looked at Jianchou, and suddenly laughed.
But this laughter made people feel very cold, as if mixed with unmelted ice and snow, freezing people's hearts, and also with a hint of blood...
The spirit of murder!
Even from the mirror-like surface of the lake behind him, there was a long and faint sound of sword chanting, as if the next moment, the thousands of long swords standing deep at the bottom of the lake would fly out from the bottom of the lake and take her life!
This is a dangerous feeling of being pointed at by thousands of swords!
It is also a feeling of suffocation caused by being enveloped by the aura of a powerful enemy!
But after just a moment, this feeling disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.
Seeing sorrow in front of my eyes
Qu Zhengfeng was still the same Qu Zhengfeng, looking at her as before; Jianhu was still the same Jianhu, without even a ripple on the calm surface of the lake.
It can be seen that Chou would not think that the feeling just now was an illusion.
She hid her right hand in her sleeve, and had already made a vague hand gesture when she sensed the murderous intent, and she did not relax until now.
"It seems that His Majesty the Sword Emperor suddenly wants to get rid of me as soon as possible."
"good."
Qu Zhengfeng did not deny it, but his eyes fell on her fair and slender neck - he really wanted to kill her. But he himself did not quite understand where this murderous intention came from.
Maybe it’s for Yashan, maybe it’s…
For something else.
If he had really taken action just now, the female cultivator in front of him would probably have been beheaded.
It’s not that he didn’t feel the seal in Jianchou’s hand, but the chasm between the two realms cannot be filled by the so-called "combat talent".
After all, he has been practicing for more than ten decades.
"You're on your own."
At this moment, Qu Zhengfeng was too lazy to waste any more words with Jianchou. He flicked his wide sleeves and strode past Jianchou, ready to leave.
Jianchou only felt that although his identity had changed, his puzzling and unpredictable mood and style remained unchanged.
Yashan, Yashan...
Opening the mouth is Yashan, and closing the mouth is also Yashan.
The person did rebel, but what about Ke Xin
Jianchou stared at his back and felt that if it were not for the golden embroidery on his dark black robe, he would have merged into the night.
After thinking for a moment, she finally spoke.
"When I explored the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple, I met a friend inside who asked me to bring you a message."
Qu Zhengfeng stopped walking.
Jianchou continued calmly, "Li Jun said, please don't forget the agreement you made with him."
Agreement…
The scenes of exploring the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple with Xie Buchen, the new generation genius of Kunwu, appeared before his eyes one by one, and of course there was also the Carp King under the red lotus in the lotus pond.
Qu Zhengfeng closed his eyes and nodded slowly: "Got it."
Just a simple "Got it".
God knows Jianchou was actually very curious about what kind of agreement it was. You must know that Qu Zhengfeng first went to explore the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple, and after returning to the Nineteen Continents, he rebelled against Yashan and stole the Yashan giant sword to massacre the Jianzhu Sect.
Everyone knows that it was at this time that he snatched the "Nine-Bend River Map" into his hands.
Is there any connection between these things
Jianchou wanted to ask, but knew that Qu Zhengfeng would not answer, so he just sighed and asked another question: "Excuse me for asking, but I wonder what the situation was like on the ship last night?"
There was such a big commotion yesterday that it will spread all over the galaxy tomorrow.
However, its power was too terrifying, and ordinary people couldn't even get close to that place. Jianchou knew that there was something fishy in the dungeon, so he was particularly concerned about what happened there.
However, when these words fell into Qu Zhengfeng's ears, they suddenly had a bit of an unusual flavor.
The night ship, the hall, the dungeon, the existence of terrifying power.
besides…
That mayfly monster.
With just a wave of his hand, he could destroy the world.
He still remembered that at the last critical moment, the other party suddenly withdrew his hand, as if recognizing him, and then said something very abrupt -
"So it's you. I have a message for you, and I'd like you to pass it on..."
His surname is Fu and his given name is Chaosheng.
In fact, Qu Zhengfeng had never forgotten the message the other party wanted him to convey, nor had he forgotten the matter, he just didn't want to convey it.
He was silent for a while, and only replied to Jianchou: "I don't know."
After saying this, he didn't even stop for a moment, but went straight to the corridor at the side, and soon disappeared completely among the overlapping houses.
Jianchou was just asking a question. He thought that even though they were strangers now, Qu Zhengfeng should still say a few words about this news which was very worth discussing.
But who would have thought that he would be so perfunctory!
have no idea
How could I not know
He was the only one in this starry sea who entered the night ship's nest and saw what happened there.
"It's really strange..."
Did he offend him too badly? Jianchou couldn't help but doubt it.
Calculating the time, no matter how busy Bai Yin is, he should be back by now.
She shook her head. Although she felt that this matter was puzzling, she did not take it too seriously. After all, this matter was not a small matter, and the people in Yashan should have noticed it. It would not be too late to discuss it after returning.
Thinking of this, she turned around and walked towards her own courtyard.
There was a white wall next to the path in front. In the darkness, I could vaguely see the shadows of lush flowers and trees. There was even a faint scent of osmanthus coming from it. There was a tall osmanthus tree that was quite old growing next to the wall.
When Jianchou smelled the fragrance and was about to find out the source, a laugh suddenly came from above his head.
"I guessed that this old friend's elder brother was unpredictable and would not be willing to pass on my message. Now it seems that my guess turned out to be true. This trip was the right one."
This sound
Jianchou was startled and thought for a moment that he had heard it wrong. He looked up with half surprise and half suspicion, and immediately saw the light green figure on the top of the meter-high wall.
The pale skin color is particularly eye-catching in this starless night.
The old green robe was covered with old and crude patterns, as if it was covered with dust, but it gave people an indescribable sense of mystery.
The man was sitting cross-legged on the top of the wall, half in a lazy manner, his body half blocked by the lush osmanthus tree in front.
At this moment, he stretched out one hand, grasped a small branch of osmanthus in front of him, and looked at it carefully. On the slender fingers of the other hand, there was a small dried fish that came from nowhere.
It was black, very shriveled, and only two inches long.
Looks like a smoked salted fish.
At this moment, looking at his appearance and posture, Jianchou couldn't say a word: She remembered that when she left Jiyu, he was still in Jiyu, and seemed to be investigating something. But now...
For Jianchou, the sixty years floating in turbulence were actually just a dream.
Therefore, she was not sensitive to the passage of time, so she was a little dazed when she saw this person.
Fu Chaosheng smiled, his eyes full of mist seemed to take in all the stars in the sky, and he said calmly: "I have been in hiding for sixty years, from the polar regions to the nineteen continents, searching the universe with my own eyes, but I couldn't find any trace of my old friend. Now that I see you safe and sound, I am so happy..."
But for some reason, I couldn't say the last two words.