After Xuanhua went out, he locked himself in the house for many days. Dong Zi came to see him and said worriedly, "Senior, what's wrong with you?"
Xuan Hua didn't speak, he felt annoyed when he saw all the people of Tianjianzong.
One month later, Ninghua came to see him, she handed him a package, and said gently: "Xuanhua, it's time for you to leave."
He sat on the futon and slowly looked up at her.
The light fell on her, and her smile was gentle and calm, as always.
Xuan Hua took the package tremblingly, lowered his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Do you know... I like you."
"I know." Ninghua smiled, stroked his hair, and said softly: "But Xuanhua, not every feeling should be responded to."
He didn't speak, bit his lower lip tightly, stood up tremblingly, held the package, and staggered out.
When going down the mountain, she stood on the mountain and looked at him, wearing a green shirt and crown, just like four hundred years ago, sending him away.
This time, he was no longer in the calm state of mind he was at that time. He forced himself not to look back.
Qin Feng bounced and landed next to him, and said cheerfully: "Hey, you have been abandoned!"
"Shut up!" Xuan Hua didn't look back, tears fell down. Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Are you crying? What's there to cry about for an ant?"
"Shut up!" Xuan Hua wiped his tears with his sleeve like a young man, and walked forward quickly.
Qin Fenghun didn't care, and followed after bouncing around.
After leaving Tianjianzong, they left aimlessly. As a Dragon Clan, Xuanhua's cultivation base is extremely slow to advance, but his cultivation base has nothing to do with his own combat power. Just like Qin Feng looks like a Golden Core cultivator, but almost no cultivator can really deal with her.
Qin Feng is a phoenix that has completely preserved the inheritance. She remembers everything in the upper world and chattered to him.
"We are born gods, and we are very different from these ants. However, because we are too powerful, we also need to hone our Taoism in the world. When we ascend in the future, they will also be among the golden immortals, but we can directly become gods .”
"Do you know what becoming a god means? No one can defeat us. We can create a world and destroy a world with a wave of our hands."
"So, Xuan Hua," Qin Feng patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Imagine the future of dominating the Three Thousand Worlds in the future, what a mere ant is!"
Xuan Hua usually just listened to her nonsense and rubbed his sword.
His sword was given to him by Ninghua, a very simple sword with a black hilt and a silver blade, nothing fancy.
She said that this was the first time she had made a sword, so he has been cherishing it all the time, always rubbing and rubbing.
Qin Feng always looked high-spirited every day, and sometimes Xuanhua couldn't help but find it funny, hearing her swear that she would marry him, he couldn't help asking: "Why do you want to marry me?"
"Because you are a dragon and I am a phoenix, and together we will dominate the Three Thousand Realms!"
"What if I'm not a dragon?"
"Why are you not a dragon?" Qin Feng couldn't understand what he was asking at all. Xuan Hua couldn't help but said: "You are still young, you still don't understand anything."
After two hundred years of fighting between Xuan Hua and Qin Feng, Tian Jianzong finally became a fairly famous sword cultivating sect. At that time, Daoist cultivators and demon cultivators were popular, and sword cultivators were not considered worthy cultivators. As the only cultivator in Tianjianzong who had reached the fusion stage, Ninghua was also the only sword cultivator who was praised by Dao cultivators.
That year, Xuanhua passed by Tianjianzong a long way away, and happened to see Ninghua passing by with his sword from above. After not seeing her for many years, her brows became colder, and even her smile gradually disappeared. She became the legendary fusion power, making people daunting.
He felt that he didn't even know her, and that night, he drank in the tavern.
Qin Feng drank with him, and the two of them drank until the sky was dark, and he remembered in a haze when he was young.
At the age of thirteen, he got into fights with others. The other party was the son of a Jindan period monk, very arrogant. He and the other party rolled on the ground, fighting hard to separate. Then he met the father of the other party. The golden core monk took him back to the cave, hung him high with a vine, and asked his child to hold a whip soaked in salt water and whip him one whip after another.
He was almost passed out by the other party, and at that time, he saw Ninghua coming.
The moment she saw him, the smile on her usual calm and calm face finally disappeared.
Then she drew her sword.
At that time, she was just a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, but she drew her sword against a cultivator at the Golden Core Stage just for a child. That battle was fought in darkness, after she beheaded the father and son with her own hands, she staggered up to him and held him in her arms.
Her body was full of bloody smell, but his heart was peaceful.
"I'm sorry I'm late," she said.
He shook his head and said hoarsely, "No, I'm not late."
It is enough that you are here. Although it is much late, I will always wait for you to come.
Then he dreamed that when he was twenty years old, she took him to a tavern in the world and taught him how to drink. It was a winter snowy night. After he finished drinking, he knelt on the ground and wept. She was leaning on the side with her hands wrapped in her robe, watching him and laughing out loud.
That day she was wearing a blue gauze white shirt with large sleeves, her hair was tied behind her back with a blue headband, and her eyes were as bright as stars in the night. After he finished vomiting, he raised his head, and saw her raised her head, her beautiful chin raised slightly, she stretched out her hand, and sighed softly: "It's snowing."
White breath was in the air as she spoke. Snowflakes fell one after another, and soon filled the whole world. The two of them stepped on the night snow and walked slowly back to the mountain. Snowflakes covered both of their hair, and she reached out to brush it away for him.
"Xuan Hua," she chuckled, "You've grown up, you can't just go snowboarding with girls."
"Why?"
"I'm most afraid of the depth of love and don't know where it is. The green hills are not old and snowy."
She twirled a branch and turned it into a bamboo umbrella.
She was probably a little drunk that day, and said gently: "Not everyone can grow old together."
Xuan Hua stared at her blankly, she handed the umbrella into his hand, folded her hands in her sleeves, turned and left. The clogs made a creaking sound as they stepped on the snow, as if they were stepping on his heart.
He didn't understand it then, but now, he really understands it. The moment she handed him the umbrella, she had quietly rejected this feeling.
Qin Feng was also drunk that night, and kept dragging him to talk. Apart from those supernatural beings dominating the Three Realms, Qin Feng also commented on his feelings.
"Ninghua's Dao heart is very stable, so don't think about it too much, be careful that you don't know when she sells you."
"She must like you. It's just that for her, she knows what she wants too much. I said don't miss her. Look at me. I'm fine."
"You always say that I don't like you... I do it for destiny."
"But..." Qin Feng was so drunk that he slammed the glass and said angrily, "Do you think grandma is a person who accepts her fate?!"
"I really... really like you a little bit."
"Forget about Ninghua," Qin Feng said with reddened eyes, "Look at me."
"System." Seeing Qin Zichen crying to death with red eyes, Su Qingyi was shocked, covering her eyes and said, "I feel so distressed! It feels like my son Chen is crying, what should I do!"
System: "Just imagine, would you go to comfort your mother-in-law?"
Afraid that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is not close enough
As soon as Su Qingyi heard the words of the system, she immediately had no feelings for Qin Feng, and continued to be her melon-eating crowd honestly.
The two were crazy and drunk all night, and when they woke up, they agreed and said nothing.
After a while, the two of them were in the inn when they suddenly heard about the demon cultivator attacking Tianjianzong.
This incident spread throughout the world of comprehension. At that time, demon cultivators were generally higher than human cultivators. The main reason was that there were a few monks in the demon cultivators who were comparable to the Mahayana period, and the highest level of human beings was nothing more than fit.
This time it seems that because a female disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect was humiliated to death by the demon cultivator, the disciple under the sect ambushed and killed the demon cultivator in anger, so a demon cultivator of the Mahayana period came with the demon cultivator in a mighty manner, Threatening to slaughter the whole family of Tianjianzong.
All the monks shook their heads and sighed, feeling that it was a pity for Tianjianzong.
When Xuan Hua heard the news, his head almost buzzed, and he subconsciously wanted to go back to the Heavenly Sword Sect, but was held back by Qin Feng.
"She drove you away when she didn't need you, and now you haven't said anything, so you just go back, are you a bitch?"
Xuan Hua didn't speak, but pursed his lips, Qin Feng sneered: "I'll make a bet with you, do you want it or not."
"What bet?" Xuanhua was at a loss, Qin Feng raised a finger: "I bet with you for one night, just tonight, Ninghua will definitely come to you, and she will promise you whatever you want, do you believe it?" Do not believe."
"Why should I bet with you?" Xuan Hua said stiffly, Qin Feng slapped the table, and said angrily: "Grandma wants you to understand, what do you mean in her heart! You and her are not of the same family at all, she Don't think of you as a human being, so don't miss him. In her heart, you are nothing compared to those bastards from the Heavenly Sword Sect!"
"Stop talking." Xuan Hua was a little annoyed. Qin Feng snorted coldly: "If you don't believe me, just wait and see."
With Qin Feng stopping him, Xuanhua rested in the inn that day. He didn't sleep that night, just thinking about the time of Tianjianzong. When it was late at night, he suddenly felt someone standing in the room.
He opened his eyes suddenly and drew his sword out. The sword broke through the night, stopped in front of the opponent, pointed at the tip of the opponent's nose, the opponent watched him quietly in the darkness, his eyes were like Kunlun ice and snow.
At that moment, Xuan Hua really wanted to kill her.
However, when she spoke, he softened again and heard her say: "Xuanhua."
"What are you here for?" He said stiffly, looking forward to her answer, but also afraid of her answer.
"I'm begging you." She said frankly: "Please save Tianjianzong."
"Things you can't do even if you transform into a god," Xuan Hua couldn't help laughing mockingly: "What can I do?"
Ninghua didn't speak. After a long time, she slowly said: "You are a dragon."
Xuan Hua turned his head abruptly, staring at her firmly.
Qin Feng had already explained to him the danger of being dragons and phoenixes in this cultivation world. They are gods, and their flesh and blood are the treasures in the eyes of these monks. The reason why the dragon and phoenix took human form when they were born as cubs was because they were afraid of being discovered.
But at this moment, she said frankly—you are a dragon.
If it is a dragon, it can be transformed into a dragon shape, it can be used as a spiritual pet, and it can be driven by monks.
A cultivator at the transformation stage who has a dragon as a spiritual pet is more than enough to deal with a monk at the Mahayana stage.
So the moment she said he was a dragon, he knew what she meant.
The surrounding air cooled instantly, and she clearly felt his anger, but her eyes were calm and steady, without fear.
"The Heavenly Sword Sect is the sect that I founded alone. As a monk, it is their highest dream to become famous, establish a sect and establish a sect, and ascend to the Dao."
"I established this sect, and I want it to prosper. If they come under my sect, I will promise them a future."
"They?" Xuan Hua laughed mockingly: "What about me?"
"You promise them a future, and I was raised by you, why can't you promise me a future?"
"I'm in your heart," he raised his finger on her chest, and said hoarsely: "Is it a person?"
Ning Hua's face remained motionless, Xuan Hua blushed and looked at her quietly: "Tell me the truth, do you see me as a person in your heart?"
However, there was no need for Ninghua to speak for this answer, Xuanhua already understood.
If she regarded him as a person, she would not put forward the condition of treating him as a spiritual pet.
In her heart, he was always a beast, just a beast.
Ninghua was silent for a long time, for a long time, for a long time, she finally said: "I liked you."
Xuan Hua froze suddenly, watching the person in front of him raise his hands, unbuttoning his clothes one by one, with a calm expression.
"Or, I also like you now."
Xuan Hua stared at her blankly until she was no longer naked, raised her head, and stared at him quietly: "But I have the Dao and longevity. I know what I want. Xuan Hua, what do you want, I will give it to you." You, then what I want, I also hope, you can give me."
Xuan Hua didn't speak, his breathing was a little heavy.
At that moment, everything disappeared, and only the person in front of him was in his eyes.
She raised her hand, and touched his face with her cold hand, like a banshee, she said calmly, "Promise me."
"You... like me." Xuan Hua looked at her face with the last of his reason. The woman nodded frankly, "Yes, I like you."
"Okay..." Xuan Hua turned his face away, squatted down, picked up her clothes, and put them on for her one by one.
"I never ask you to pay anything. If you like me, even if it's just a little bit, that's enough."
Ninghua didn't speak, she looked at him in astonishment. Xuan Hua couldn't help laughing.
"Ninghua," he said hoarsely, "after you ascend to eternal life in the future, what are you going to do?"
Ninghua didn't speak, she frowned: "I... don't know."
"Let me tell you," he said softly, "you will regret it."
"If I regret it," Ning Hua chuckled, "Then I will have the choice to regret it. Now I only know that what I want now, I will take it."
"Okay... okay." Xuanhua chuckled, opened his hands and said, "Come on, if you want me to be your spiritual pet, then let me do it."
"Ninghua," Xuanhua said with a smile: "I have never, never refused you. Actually, if you don't come tonight, I will go to you. It's just that you came."
Ninghua's face was full of astonishment. After a while, she quickly restrained her expression, lowered her eyebrows, and quickly drew a beast-controlling talisman.
The talisman entered Xuanhua's body with Ninghua's blood, carrying her brand. Xuan Hua's whole body boiled, it was the first time he knew it so clearly.
He is different from other people.
He is a dragon, a god, and a beast. He has never been a person in Ninghua's eyes.
He howled in pain and uttered dragon chants. Qin Feng woke up from his sleep and rushed to Xuanhua's room. He saw Xuanhua kneeling in front of Ninghua and the rotating spiritual pet on his neck. Contract, couldn't help but let out a sharp phoenix cry, and rushed towards Ninghua!
Ninghua glanced at Qin Feng coldly, blocked her attack with a sword, and said coldly: "If you still want to fight, I will let him fight you."
Qin Feng suddenly stopped his movements, Xuan Hua slowly raised his head and looked at her coldly: "Go out."
Qin Feng stared blankly at Xuanhua, and after a long time, she said sharply: "You are crazy! You are shameful! You are a dragon and become a beast of these ants, your parents are really ashamed of you!"
"Get out." Xuan Hua said hoarsely. Qin Feng stomped her feet and rushed out.
That night, Qin Feng disappeared in Xuanhua's world. He followed Ninghua back to Tianjianzong.
With his assistance, Ninghua beheaded the Mahayana monk in the first battle. It became famous for a while, and Xuanhua, who is a spiritual pet, is also well known to the world.
When he turned into a dragon, he never let others see his human body, and he seemed to be slowly and silently distinguishing him from humans.
Beheading a demon cultivator in the Mahayana period made the human monks boil instantly. In the beginning, Ninghua took him to various occasions and listened to them discuss how to deal with demon cultivators.
At that time, he turned into a dragon as big as a python, coiled beside her. Many monks would ask her curiously: "Can I touch it?"
At first, Xuanhua thought she would refuse, but Ninghua smiled and said, "Of course."
As if he was a cat and dog for people to play with.
At that time, the demon cultivator and the human cultivator started a long war, and the human cultivator was basically in a weak position. He often went to the battlefield and supported the battlefield with his own strength. When he came back covered in bruises, he coiled up in his room alone, licking his wounds silently.
No need for wound medicine, more and more like a dragon, not a person.
Ninghua watched quietly, sometimes she would hug him up, stretch out her hand to gently caress his faucet, and whisper to him: "Soon, it will be over soon."
However, this war lasted for hundreds of years. There is no other reason, it is only because human beings discovered that after directly devouring the Yuan Dan of the demon cultivator, the cultivation base can be greatly increased, so from the beginning, the demon cultivator took the initiative to attack, and then the human beings took the initiative to encircle and suppress them.
In the past hundred years, Qin Feng has not appeared, but Xuan Hua knows that she is not far away. Because several times, when he was in danger, he was aware of her rescue.
A hundred years later, the demon cultivators finally decided to counterattack. The demon cultivators of the three Mahayana stages brought tens of thousands of demon cultivators to gather in a threatening manner. All sects were shocked by it. Hua's hair was almost grey.
He didn't like to see her frowning, so sometimes he would go to her side and rub his head against her, and she turned around and smiled at him, but it was also difficult.
The snow was very heavy that year, he followed her, and saw her standing in the snow wearing a green gauze and white shirt, her hair was tied with blue silk, her face was indifferent and indifferent, not at all the gentle and indifferent appearance back then.
He suddenly discovered that it had been seven hundred years.
The cultivator who established the foundation had already become a powerful body-fitting master, the master of a sect, the years had taken away her softness and affection, leaving only her unshakable Taoist heart.
She took him to overlook the white snow in Cangshan Mountain, and slowly said: "I took you to drink for the first time seven hundred years ago, the snow was very beautiful that day."
"Do you remember?"
"Always remember." She turned her head and smiled at him.
"Where's Little Phoenix? Still angry with you?" She seemed to be in a good mood, and suddenly mentioned Qin Feng. Xuanhua was silent, Ninghua threw him a bottle of wine, and said gently: "I brewed the peach blossom drunk myself and buried it for seven hundred years. When you went down the mountain, I buried it. I just wanted to wait for when you I'll give it to you when I come back."
"There's no misunderstanding." She sighed in her voice, "Bring her a drink, and everything will be fine."
"What about you?" He raised his head and looked at her quietly: "Is there some misunderstanding between you and me?"
Ninghua turned her head to look at him, her beautiful eyes were frank.
"No." She answered him: "There has never been any misunderstanding between you and me. If the ending is not what you and I expected, it must be because one day, between you and me, someone suddenly regrets it."
"The ending of this relationship is our own choice." She turned her head away and said calmly: "No one can blame."
Xuan Hua didn't speak.
That night, while warming the bottle of peach blossom wine, he walked slowly into the plum blossom forest and said, "Don't be unhappy, I'll make wine to make amends for you."
Meihua trembled a little, but the person he called still refused to make a sound.
Xuan Hua couldn't help being a little funny, and said in a gentle voice: "It's been a hundred years, and it's been too long for you to be angry."
"Who is angry with you?" A girl in golden clothes appeared from the plum grove, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Did you realize that you were wrong after a hundred years?"
"Actually, I still don't know what's wrong with me," Xuan Hua said with a smile, "But it doesn't affect me to invite you to drink."
Qin Feng snorted coldly and sat down on the edge of the stone table. Xuanhua personally poured wine for her, and said gently: "Xiaofeng, in fact, there are many things that you and I can't choose. If I can choose, of course I know that being with you is the best ending for me."
Qin Feng didn't speak, and drank the wine he poured down one mouthful at a time. Xuan Hua played with the wine glass, drank it down, and murmured: "But I have no choice. Since she appeared in my life when I was five years old, the meaning of my life is him."
"Life?" Qin Feng mocked: "Have you not figured out what you are yet? You are a dragon! In their hearts, humans are the most noble creatures, and we are all beasts! What she signed with you is The pet contract, your life and death are in her hands, she can do whatever she asks you to do, and if you don't do her, you will make your life worse than death, does she treat you as a human being?"
"Humans have a saying, people who are not of our race must have a different heart, you put her in the apex of your heart, what about her?"
Qin Feng gulped down the wine, feeling that the wine was so hot that it hurt her heart, and she couldn't help but curse more and more ugly: "In her heart, what is the difference between you and a cat or a dog? Do you expect her to be moved by you? ? Do your spring and autumn dream!"
"Xiaofeng..." Xuanhua couldn't laugh or cry, lowered his eyebrows, and said gently: "I like her, it's my business. Not every feeling has to be responded to."
"You stupid..." Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng's complexion changed drastically, he suddenly raised his head, and shouted angrily at Xuan Hua: "What did you give me to drink?!!"
"What?"
Xuan Hua was stunned, Qin Feng immediately reacted, and rushed towards the sky in an instant. However, a blue light net immediately appeared in the sky, knocking Qin Feng down hard!
Xuan Hua finally sensed that something was wrong, and rushed towards Qin Feng in a hurry. But just started, I felt dizzy for a while.
Qin Feng was lying on the ground, panting with difficulty, and raised his head towards Xuanhua.
"You idiot..." She looked at him with reproachful eyes and almost cursed: "Now you know, this is your love?!"
"You idiot! Idiot! Don't fucking say that your love is your business. It's your business. If you have the guts, don't involve me!"
"Yo... this little phoenix is quite loud."
A monk in blue came out from the darkness, and said to Xuanhua, "Ninghua, is your medicine okay?"
"Do not worry."
Ninghua also came out from the dark, with an expression as indifferent as snow: "Let's dig the pill and extract the marrow."
Hearing these words, Xuanhua's whole head exploded loudly, only Qin Feng was pinned to the ground struggling to curse, and Ninghua's indifferent expression was left around.
Countless memories fly by.
In a blink of an eye, seven hundred years.
As time goes by, people's hearts are fickle, and in the blink of an eye, the monk in Tsing Yi, who was in the Foundation Establishment Stage, turned out to be such a qualified Ning Hua Dao Monarch.