Xuanhua has experienced outside for three hundred years.
He learned many things, met many people, and wanted to go back countless times, but was stopped by Ninghua.
Ninghua said that he couldn't come back until he got the golden elixir.
Xuanhua had no choice but to keep walking outside. At that time, the world of comprehension was still bordering on the human world, and the human world was upright and the Warring States Period, natural disasters and man-made disasters, the flames of war continued, and the century-old war led to raging ghosts and monsters. Xuan Hua walks around the world alone with a sword in his hand, slaying ghosts and demons, exorcising evil spirits, staying in ruined temples at night to listen to the wind and rain, and walking in the countryside to smell the fragrance of rice every day.
Su Qingyi followed behind him, looking at this era that finally intersected with her world, and seeing Xuan Hua finally become the person she had read in books, couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
In the past, the realm of comprehension she was in had long been separated from the human world, split into two worlds. Even if there are so many mortal cities, they are all mortals yearning to cultivate immortals under the protection of monks. This was the first time that Su Qingyi saw a real human being in this world, and it was also the first time that she saw a monk who was really killing demons.
At that time Xuan Hua always wore a beige robe and lived a poor life, and spent year after year sewing and mending the robe. Occasionally, he would collect some money to exorcise evil spirits, but it was just to buy some things that he thought were fun, and he wanted to give these things to her when he returned to Ninghua.
Later, marked by the killing of 400,000 Zhao troops by Bai Qi, the monks ushered in a golden age. After those murdered souls scattered, a huge aura erupted from the sky and the earth, and even the bordering cultivation world trembled. Xuanhua's cultivation base rose rapidly, and he soon became a leader in the human world.
On the third day of December in 259 B.C., a dragon aura soared into the sky in Handan City. Xuanhua was sitting cross-legged in the ruined temple. It fell from the sky.
Thunder bursts roared down, Xuan Hua hurriedly threw out the magic weapon to resist the bursts of thunder. However that day Lei exceeded Xuanhua's expectations. He felt like he had been chopped into pieces, lying on the ground unable to move. In a daze, he seemed to see Ninghua appearing in front of him, wearing a green robe and a Taoist crown, carrying a long sword.
He stretched out his hand and crawled towards the opponent with difficulty, but the moment he touched it, he was wiped out in front of him.
He finally realized that it was a phantom, and said with difficulty: "Ninghua..."
Lightning split his flesh and blood, exposing his dark keel, his body began to swell, growing bigger and bigger, and he also began to lose consciousness slowly, until finally, he finally turned into a giant dragon, soaring into the sky, reaching the top With one thunder after another, it flew over Handan, then coiled up, and roared in the face of the thunder.
At the same time, a phoenix sound rose into the sky, and a golden phoenix was seen coming towards the thunder and lightning, rushing to the side of the dragon with flapping wings and spinning around.
Seeing this scene, the people in Handan knelt down in shock. The monks in the distance felt the ground rumbling and shaking. Ninghua walked out of the cave, looked at the golden light on Handan City in the distance, and counted.
It turns out that the real dragon in the world has appeared, and there is no need to connect with the cultivation world, but to separate from the cultivation world.
So she frowned and called Xuan Hua.
"Xuanhua, come back."
However, Xuanhua did not respond. Ninghua was slightly taken aback, she never thought that one day, Xuanhua would ignore her.
She felt so sad, but it was only for a moment, and she remembered what Master said back then.
Ordinary people live for only a hundred years, and they have to experience life and death in a hundred years. A monk can live for tens of thousands of years. How many people can spend tens of millions of years with you
Xuanhua has been there for hundreds of years.
Hundreds of years, already several lifetimes.
So she smiled and went back to the cave, and couldn't help thinking - if you don't come back, then you won't come back. She has her way, and don't delay other people's lives.
After the Heavenly Thunder had completely struck, the world of comprehension and the human world had finally split into two worlds. Although the separation was not complete enough, it also made it difficult for people from the two worlds to communicate freely.
Xuanhua slowly transformed from a dragon back into a human form, and the phoenix disappeared into the air with him in its mouth before the people saw him clearly.
In order to fight against the catastrophe, the phoenix seems to have been seriously injured. After flying for hundreds of miles with Xuanhua in his mouth, he couldn't bear it anymore and rolled down.
She turned into a girl dressed in gold, sitting limply beside the unconscious Xuan Hua. After waiting for a long time, Xuan Hua slowly opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was her beautiful face.
It was a beautiful face that surpassed everyone Xuan Hua had ever seen, with slightly raised phoenix eyes, thin lips like cherry blossoms, and the flame lines on her forehead made her look extraordinarily glamorous.
And when Su Qingyi saw that face, her heart collapsed.
Fuck, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. ! !
Besides his mother, his ancestor, and his sister, is there anyone else who looks so similar to Qin Zichen? ! ! This is completely the female version of Qin Zichen, right? !
If it wasn't for the fact that this woman's lines were softer, her face was sharper and thinner, and she was clearly a woman, she would really have thought that this was Qin Zichen crossing over to wear women's clothes!
When she knew Xuan Hua was a dragon, Su Qingyi collapsed.
Seeing a woman like Qin Zichen, Su Qingyi just... this person couldn't break down anymore.
She couldn't help but think, how many secrets Xuan Hua is hiding! !
She had the urge to rush out of Xuan Hua's sea of knowledge and complain about Qin Zichen with all her strength, but she held back and quietly watched Xuan Hua interact with this little girl.
Xuan Hua: "Who are you?"
The female version of Qin Zichen: "I am your wife."
Su Qingyi: "..."
System: "My God, this plot..."
Xuan Hua was obviously shocked by this statement, but he still thought about it seriously, and then said: "Girl, I don't seem to know you."
"You are a dragon," the other party gave him a cold look, and said lightly, "I am a phoenix. You and I are born as husband and wife, so we don't need to meet each other."
"Girl," Xuan Hua frowned, "I'm just an ordinary monk."
"Did you lose your brain when you broke your shell?" The girl also frowned, looking at him: "Or are you dragons always this stupid before you develop? How can you compare yourself with these ants? We are A god who lives with the heaven and the earth, even if he falls into the lower realms, he shouldn't humiliate himself like this."
Hearing this, Su Qingyi squatted by the tree and felt very sad.
And Xuan Hua was obviously dissatisfied, and he stood up with difficulty and said: "Girl, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you have misidentified the wrong person. My name is Xuan Hua, and I am an ordinary monk, not the dragon you are looking for."
With that said, Xuan Hua turned around and left the girl who was reborn as a flower. The girl sat on the ground, pursed her lips tightly, and seeing Xuan Hua really left, she finally said: "Is this how you treat your savior?"
Xuan Hua squatted, and the girl seemed aggrieved: "Without me, you would have been struck to death by lightning long ago! Now that you have succeeded in crossing the tribulation, are you planning to abandon me?"
Xuan Hua didn't speak, pursed his lips, turned back to the girl, squatted down, and said helplessly: "Okay, then what do you want?"
"I want you to carry me on your back." The girl stretched out her hand and said dissatisfiedly, "You still have to take care of me and accompany me, and hold a very grand wedding ceremony. Now we are in the lower realm..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Hua slashed her unconscious with a knife.
"It's so noisy." Xuanhua shook his hands, thinking of Ninghua.
Ninghua is a quiet person, far less lively than this girl. Whether she speaks or smiles, she is always light and distant, like the clouds in the sky, which he can't grasp or hold.
And the person in front of him... was just a child.
He sighed, weaved a chair out of vines, helped her sit on the chair, carried her out of the forest, found an inn, and healed her well.
When the girl woke up again, she saw Xuan Hua in Taoist robes sitting not far away meditating. The sun fell on him, his face was gentle and calm, the little girl watched quietly, walked over slowly without making a sound, and then faced his face, wanting to kiss him.
However, the moment she was about to kiss him, he suddenly opened his eyes, looked at her quietly and said, "What are you going to do?"
The girl blushed, shook her sleeves and said, "Hmph, I see that you look pretty good, so I reluctantly agree to you to be my partner."
Xuan Hua was a little speechless, and replied: "Actually, I am very ugly, can you let me go?"
"No!" The little girl snorted coldly: "A real dragon is not worthy of me! Now you are the only dragon left in the world, or do you think I care about you?"
"Let's discuss it," Xuan Hua said with some headaches, "Can you talk properly. I'll be there for a while, I'll have a headache when you talk like this."
He said this, the little girl blushed, snorted coldly, and turned her face away.
Xuan Hua took a deep breath, and finally got back to the topic: "What's your name?"
"Qin Feng!" The little girl said triumphantly, "Why, are you planning to hire me?"
Xuan Hua: "..."
Su Qingyi leaned against the wall and ate melon seeds, chatting with the system: "I like Qin Feng quite a lot, give her a vote."
System: "Did you see that she is as self-indulgent as you are?"
Su Qingyi: "I really want to throw melon seeds in your face."
System: "I hope you can exchange melon seeds for money, and let me die in ecstasy."
Finding that there was no way to communicate at all, Xuan Hua put down a bottle of elixir, got up and said, "Since you're awake, I'll take my leave now."
Hearing this, Qin Feng was stunned, and quickly followed: "Where are you going? Don't go."
"I'm going back to the realm of self-cultivation," Xuan Hua sighed, "Girl, don't follow Rebirth's Striving for Money."
"The Realm of Comprehension?" Qin Feng was stunned, looking at the figure of the other party walking forward without hesitation, and shouted: "You can't go back! The Realm of Comprehension has been separated from the Human Realm!"
Hearing this, Xuan Hua suddenly turned around: "What did you say?!"
Qin Feng was taken aback by his expression, hesitated for a long time, and said slowly: "That... that is... the way of heaven separates the cultivation world from the human world. But... you still have a way to go back!"
Qin Feng suddenly thought of a solution, and said anxiously: "Well, the son of the real dragon in the human world has not yet grown up. When he unifies the six kingdoms, the cultivation world and the human world will be completely closed. During that time, the two worlds will be separated. A vortex appears, and if you try harder at that time, you may be able to split it!"
Xuan Hua didn't speak, and after a while, he turned and left.
He traveled all the way to the border between the human world and the cultivation world, but saw that it had turned into a vast ocean with no end in sight.
He didn't speak, looked at the vast ocean, waited for a long time, and finally turned back.
Later, Xuan Hua and Qin Feng stayed by Ying Zheng's side silently, helping him grow up.
Xuanhua often thinks about Ninghua at night, so he weaves a lot of grasshoppers and learns how to carve Ninghua. Qin Feng often sat beside him with her chin propped up. One day, she couldn't help but ask him, "Who is this?"
"This is..." Xuanhua frowned, suddenly not knowing how to introduce Ninghua.
Is she his master? Is it his relatives? Is it his sister
She is not, neither.
However, she is very important to him.
He caressed the meticulously carved figure for a long time, but couldn't say a word. Qin Feng looked at his expression, jumped up suddenly, and shouted: "This can't be the person you like?!! Xuanhua, you stole someone with your back turned!!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Xuan Hua stood up abruptly and yelled at her. Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly, turned around and ran out.
After she went out, Xuan Hua held the villain tremblingly, his heart beating wildly.
Like it
Is this the person he likes
Xuan Hua raised his head and looked at the peach blossoms in the courtyard, feeling at a loss in his heart.
He doesn't know if it's liking, but he only knows one thing
—He wants to go back to her, and stay with her for a long time.
That night, holding the little man in his arms, he cast a concentric spell.
He heard that for this spell, only those who think with the same heart can hear the sound transmission of the other party.
He spoke in a low voice to the little man.
Ninghua, I want to go back.
He said this sentence many times, but every time, the other party would answer him—wait a minute.
First class, it has been four hundred years.
He didn't know if the other party heard these words, but he only knew that this time, the other party didn't even reply to him.
He couldn't help laughing mockingly, feeling that the peach blossoms in this courtyard were so chaotic that people's hearts were chilled.
In 221 BC, Qin Shihuang destroyed the six kingdoms.
On the day he ascended the throne, Xuanhua was canonized as a national teacher. Xuan Hua was dressed in black, standing on the altar, and then saw Hua Guang soaring into the sky, he looked up, and finally saw the vortex between the two worlds.
He pulled out his sword and slashed at the whirlpool. The people were all startled, but he pursed his lips tightly and pushed towards the whirlpool.
The strong wind blew past his body, Qin Feng hid behind him, screaming: "Xuanhua, let's go back! Go back!"
Xuan Hua didn't speak, wounds on his body burst open, all his spiritual power was used to break through the barrier, as if someone was calling his name somewhere. He couldn't help but think back to the year when he was five years old, when he was so painful that he could barely open his eyes, that woman came walking through the mud.
The sword light exploded suddenly, Xuanhua felt the meridians in his body almost shattered, Qin Feng screamed behind him: "Xuanhua, you are crazy! You will die! You..."
Before the words fell, a sword light exploded from the other side.
The light carried the fragrance of bamboo leaves, and the two of them seemed to fall into a separate time and space in an instant, surrounded by rustling bamboo leaves, just in such a moment of trance, a hand broke through the sky from the light. Xuan Hua stretched out his hand with difficulty, Qin Feng grabbed him tightly, and the two of them were grabbed by that plain hand!
When Xuan Hua and Qin Feng broke through the void and landed on the ground, Xuan Hua quickly looked up and saw a woman standing in front of her.
She was held between two people, covered in blood, and the sword in her hand was broken inch by inch, but she looked at him quietly, still calm and indifferent.
"Condensation..."
Four hundred years seemed to have never appeared, as long as he saw this person, he immediately turned into that boy.
He propped himself up, staggered and walked to her step by step with difficulty, and then slowly knelt down in front of her.
Then, he raised his head and smiled slowly at her. Tears rolled down his face, and he said hoarsely: "Ninghua, I'm back."
Ninghua watched him quietly, with an unpredictable look in her eyes. After a long time, she also smiled, nodded and said, "It's good to be back."
As she said that, she closed her eyes, turned around supported by others, and said in a hoarse voice, "Help me back."
"Yes, Master."
Someone spoke. Xuan Hua raised his head in surprise, it was the boy who was supporting Ning Hua.
He is a good seedling, with a single spiritual root of the second-grade water system, and his root bone is no more than sixteen, which is already in the late stage of foundation establishment, which is completely unmatched by him. Inexplicable thoughts flooded Xuanhua's mind, he wanted to ask a lot, but he couldn't open his mouth, he could only watch these people who didn't know when they appeared embrace Ninghua and go away.
So he finally realized that it had been four hundred years.
Four hundred years was enough for Ninghua to grow from a Golden Core cultivator to Nascent Soul Power, and it was enough for her to start a sect from an unknown cultivator.
He felt a pain in his heart, a disciple stepped forward to help him, and said gently: "Senior, let me help you in."
Xuan Hua didn't speak, and let the disciple help him into the house, useless queen. This disciple told him a lot, first he told how Ninghua's cultivation base in the cultivation of swordsmanship is profound, then he said that Ninghua became famous in one battle with one enemy and ten, and how she founded the sect and established the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"The head of the sect has accepted three disciples. The ones supporting her today are senior brother Nanning and second senior brother Bei'an. My name is Dong Zi, and I am ranked third."
Xuan Hua nodded, struggling to force a smile. After Dong Zi left, he lay on the bamboo couch with a guilty conscience.
He suddenly realized that there seemed to be no place for him beside Ninghua.
That night, he couldn't bear it any longer, and sneaked into Ninghua's room by himself.
Her room was still the same as before, clean and elegant, she was lying on the bed alone, coughing slightly.
Xuan Hua knew she was injured, heard her cough, couldn't help but appeared, sat next to her, and hurriedly passed her spiritual power over.
Ninghua's cough gradually subsided, she raised her eyes to look at him, and smiled wryly: "Why are you here?"
Xuan Hua pursed his lips, he was always clumsy in front of her. She straightened up, and he put a pillow behind her. After a long time, he finally asked her: "Today... you split the void and pulled me here... didn't you?"
"That's right," Ning Hua smiled: "Aren't you thinking of coming too?"
"You..." He hesitated for a while, and finally said, "It's for me..."
Ninghua didn't speak, but looked at him with a half-smile. Xuan Hua couldn't continue talking for a while, suddenly felt that his thoughts seemed extraordinarily nasty in front of this person.
She is such an open and clear person, no matter if it is him or not, as long as it is anyone she knows, she will probably be like this, right
Xuan Hua couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said slowly: "Four hundred years have passed, and I'm not used to it anymore."
Ninghua remained silent for a long time before she finally said: "Xuanhua, now you are a monk in charge of your own business. You are very good, even better than I imagined."
As she spoke, she coughed and said with difficulty: "Back then... I thought you wouldn't be able to make it this far. But, you are so much better than I imagined. "
Xuan Hua didn't speak, he had an extremely bad premonition. Sure enough, he heard her say: "Xuanhua, the world of cultivation has not yet been settled, it is a great time for you to make a name for yourself..."
"What are you going to say?" Xuan Hua said coldly, interrupting her. Ning Hua was stunned for a moment, then he looked at her coldly and said, "Are you going to drive me away?"
"My aptitude is not good, and you refuse to accept me as a disciple." He stood up, trembling all over, and clenched his fists: "Now, you are the head of a sect, and I am a fourth-rank and third-spiritual root, stay here, Is it embarrassing for you?"
"In that case..." Xuan Hua's eyes were red, and he said hoarsely like a teenager: "Why did you pull me back?"
He thought of the four hundred years in the world.
He was wandering, he walked thousands of miles alone, he tried his best to assist Ying Zheng, he desperately broke through the void, just to return to her.
But as soon as he came back, she asked him to go again.
What are his efforts? In her heart, she was so eager for him to leave, it was best to stay away and not see the spiritual song.
That being the case, why did it take so much effort to bring him back
"Give me a reason," he said with a trembling voice, "you pulled me back with all your might, and then let me leave. What is your reason?"
Ninghua didn't speak, Xuanhua couldn't restrain himself anymore, and roared: "Say it!"
"I'm not... trying to pull you back."
She opened her mouth and uttered an extremely cruel fact: "I just felt the aura of a real dragon and a real phoenix. Dragons and phoenixes are gods, and they are of great benefit to nourishing the aura of the cultivation world..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xuanhua's sword stabbed towards her, Ninghua didn't move, his sword barely stopped in front of her.
There was indifference in her eyes, and Xuanhua's sword trembled slightly.
"Xuan Hua," she said slowly, "I don't owe you anything."
Xuan Hua was stunned for a moment, looking at her indifferent eyes, he couldn't help feeling dazed.
She was right, she owed him nothing. From beginning to end, it was just his own madness.
She has said long ago that she wants the Dao, she wants to live forever, her Dao heart is stable, and she will not fall into the world of mortals.
It is he who is obsessed with obsession and obsessed with madness.
It was because his Dao heart was contaminated with worldly desires, and he was not worthy of her pure Dao heart.
Xuan Hua couldn't help laughing, and when he smiled, he burst into tears.
He finally knew... finally knew that, it turned out that he really, really liked her.
"Ninghua... Ninghua..." He put away his sword, covered his face full of tears, and said in a trembling voice, "Since we are destined not to show any affection to others, why should we be so affectionate to others?"
Ninghua did not speak.
The lowered hand trembled slightly.
Xuan Hua staggered and pushed the door and walked out, wind and rain mixed in. After he stumbled away, a figure slowly appeared on the window sill, squinting at Ninghua, raised his eyebrows and said: "You can still feel the breath of the gods, ant, you are very good."
Ninghua lowered her brows and looked at the flamboyant girl on the window sill. Qin Feng jumped down from the window sill and said with a smile: "Ants, our god race cannot be dragged by ants. You are not of the same race as him. You have your way. He has his own universe, do you understand?"
Ninghua didn't speak, Qin Feng looked her up and down, tut-tsk said: "Sure enough, she is a bit pretty. However, the marriage of dragon and phoenix is destined, I think, you probably don't want to fight with Tiandao either."
"I only hope that the sect will prosper and be promoted," Ninghua closed her eyes and said calmly, "You can rest assured."
"I think so too." Qin Feng giggled: "Ant, if you practice hard, you will be able to ascend to the upper realm in the future and be ranked in the immortal class. However, even if you are in the immortal class, there is still a gap between you and us." .I still hope that I can do it myself."
As soon as the words were spoken, Ninghua's sword light pierced through Qin Feng's body. However, the body smiled and disappeared into the air.
It turned out to be just a phantom.
Ninghua pressed her other trembling hand with one hand, and slowly closed her eyes.