"Oh my mother." Yun Xuzi slapped his head with a slap, and cried bitterly: "Have you considered me, an old man who has been single for more than a thousand years?"
This time Xuan Hua agreed with Yun Xuzi and nodded seriously.
Su Qingyi shrugged, and said indifferently: "My love is hard-won, why can't I show it off?"
"Okay, let's not talk nonsense." Su Qingyi hurriedly returned to the topic, and took out a list: "We must collect the things on this as soon as possible, and then go to the extreme north."
The Five Elements Spirit Grass is used to shape the meridians, and other people's first-grade Heavenly Spirit Root is used to shape the Spirit Root.
"I already have his spiritual root here, and there is also a fire spiritual root in my body. I should have returned it to him long ago, but now a third party just returned it to him."
Su Qingyi knocked on the table and looked at Yun Xuzi: "Are you sure that Master is going to fetch the Five Elements Spirit Grass?"
"Yes, yes," Yun Xuzi nodded and said, "For my beautiful apprentice, I can do whatever I want."
Hearing this, Qin Zichen glanced at Yun Xuzi lightly, and Yun Xuzi blew his beard and stared: "Why, I'm not allowed to say how beautiful it is?"
"Hurry up." Qin Zichen urged, Yun Xuzi snorted and turned his head away. Su Qingyi smiled, and said to Yun Xuzi: "Then Master went to find the Five Elements Spiritual Grass, and I took Zichen to the extreme north. I sent notes on the way to communicate."
"Understood." Yun Xuzi rolled his eyes, turned around and walked out, Qin Zichen suddenly stopped him: "Master."
"Huh?" Yun Xuzi paused, Qin Zichen thought about it, but still said: "That year you sent me down the mountain to find my parents, was it all arranged by you?"
When Yun Xuzi heard this, his face slowly darkened: "In your heart, is this the kind of person I am?"
"No." Qin Zichen raised his head and said seriously, "That's why I'm asking you."
"Qin Shulan was hunted to death by someone," Yun Xuzi turned his head, his eyes filled with pity: "He is a cultivator out of his body, but he was still wiped out all over the house. At that time, I was worried that you would be revenged, so I brought back the Heavenly Sword Empress Zong, I found a pair of parents for you. The couple’s son was just swallowed by a monster. I couldn’t bear to tell them the truth, so I told them that their son was taken away by me and accepted as a disciple, so he became yours. identity."
"Sending you back, I did have the idea of letting you see the world, but I never thought that, as parents, they could buy you as a slave for the benefit of others. Sending you After returning, I planned to visit you after a while, and after you understand the suffering of mortals, you will honestly come back to practice swords with me. Who knew that after I returned, I got the news that you were sold by them."
Hearing these words, Qin Zichen nodded, as if he understood. Yun Xuzi frowned, with worry in his eyes, and said seriously: "Zi Chen, not every pair of parents can do this kind of thing, your parents..."
"It's not important." Qin Zichen interrupted Yun Xuzi, shook his head and said, "I never cared, so there is no need to explain, it's not important."
Originally, he never regarded the couple as parents. The impact Qin Zichen suffered back then was only the contempt for human life in this world, not the harm of a child being trafficked by his biological parents. However, Yun Xuzi still had some guilt in his eyes, and said slowly: "I'm sorry. I didn't tell you about Qin Shulan, but I wanted you to think about your parents. It's always good to be alive..."
"En." Qin Zichen nodded lightly, with a calm and indifferent look. Yun Xuzi sighed, turned and left.
When Yun Xuzi left, Su Qingyi looked at Xuanhua and said worriedly: "Ancestor Xuanhua, are you going to the extreme north with us?"
Xuan Hua nodded and didn't say much. Su Qingyi looked at him quietly, a little worried, Xuanhua seemed to be aware of her worry, smiled bitterly, and said gently: "You guys go, don't worry about me. Let's set off tomorrow."
"Okay." Qin Zichen responded, and directly pulled Su Qingyi out.
In the early morning of the next day, the three of them set off for the extreme north. The Heavenly Sword Sect was located in the Central Plains, and it took more than half a month to go there. Xuanhua was very silent along the way. Both Su and Qin were sensible and did not mention the past.
After walking for half a month, the three of them finally arrived at the foot of the holy mountain. In order to wait for Yun Xuzi, the three of them stayed in an inn at the foot of the mountain. Su Qingyi sent a voice transmission to Yun Xuzi, asking for his news, but there was no response for a long time. When Su Qingyi thought that the other party would not respond, he heard the roar of a unicorn coming from Yun Xuzi, and Yun Xuzi gasped and said, "Come here, come here, the old man is here!"
Su Qingyi frowned involuntarily: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay!" Yun Xuzi started to scold right after he finished speaking: "You're fucking fucked up, if you keep chasing after me, I'll drink your stew!"
"Master... are you alright?"
The voice on the other side must be Qilin reaching out...
"Oh, let's not talk about it," Yun Xuzi said impatiently, "I have to run away first!"
Who was the one who aggressively said that he wanted to stew unicorn soup
In order to wait for Yun Xuzi, the three of them waited for another ten days. Finally, one night, Yun Xuzi rushed into the inn covered in blood. The three hurriedly carried Yun Xuzi to the bed, washed his clothes, and found that he was covered with blood. It is a burning wound. Yun Xuzi was too weak to scream, Xuan Hua frowned and lost his spiritual power to him, and then fed him the elixir, and Yun Xuzi finally healed a lot.
He was lying on the bed, Qin Zichen watched him silently, Yun Xuzi opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at Qin Zichen.
"Zichen," he said hoarsely, "are you still blaming me?"
Qin Zichen was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized that he still cared about the fact that he was bought by his adopted parents to be a slave to other people. Even if Qin Zichen didn't care, this was always a hurdle in his heart. He has always been used to being indecorous, and he doesn't know how to express his apology in the face of such a serious matter.
"It never occurred to me..."
"I know," Qin Zichen held him down and looked at Yun Xuzi seriously: "I really don't care."
"You were only nine years old at that time," Yun Xuzi smiled with difficulty: "How could you not care? Don't lie to me, I..."
"Master," Qin Zichen looked at him seriously, and said slowly, "If I really have parents in this world, then you are the only one."
Yun Xuzi was stunned, Qin Zichen tucked the quilt for him, and lowered his eyebrows: "For Zichen, giving this body of flesh and blood is nothing. The only one who really raised me has always been Master."
Even with a mind in their twenties, this kind of nurturing grace can never be erased.
He took Yun Xuzi's sincerity to him seriously, and he was not a person who didn't know how to be grateful.
Yun Xuzi's eyes slowly turned red, Qin Zichen stood up and sighed: "Master, you are getting old."
"Bastard!" Yun Xuzi scolded: "Where do people who practice Taoism always say this? Are you saying that I am dying?"
"I mean," Qin Zichen smiled, "It's time for me to honor you."
"Bastard!" Yun Xuzi's voice was a little hoarse, but he didn't come up with anything new. Qin Zichen knew that he was bluffing at the moment, so he didn't say anything more, just smiled and got up and went out with the medicine bowl in hand.
On the same day, they decided to put Yun Xuzi in the inn to recuperate, and then the three of them went to the holy mountain.
It snowed at night, and none of the three could sleep. Su Qingyi put on her clothes and walked to the corridor to relax, just in time to see Xuanhua standing in the corridor, staring blankly at Xue. Su Qingyi pursed her lips, but still walked forward, worried: "Old Ancestor, are you still asleep?"
"When I was young, I liked snowing very much." Xuanhua looked at the heavy snow falling all over the sky, and said slowly: "Every year when it snows, I would like to build snowmen and have snowball fights like other children. But I'm afraid she won't I like it, I don't have good qualifications, if I don't work hard, what will I look like?"
"So when I was young, I never had a snowball fight or made a snowman."
Xuan Hua turned to look at Su Qingyi, and smiled slightly. The smile is full of regret: "Now that I think about it, I really regret it."
"Old ancestor..." Su Qingyi didn't know what to say, she wanted to comfort him, but she couldn't say a word. Xuanhua looked up at Daxue, and said hoarsely: "You said, when will it end?"
"When you think about it." Su Qingyi said seriously: "Any relationship, any pain, as long as you think about it, there will be an end."
"Really?" Xuan Hua closed his eyes and said hoarsely, "I hope so."
But some pain, some despair, will be engraved in my heart for a lifetime.
Whether you love it or not, whether you hate it or not, it will suddenly appear one night, like a shadow.
Xuan Hua turned and left, Qin Zichen came downstairs, Su Qingyi heard the movement, turned around, and saw Qin Zichen standing at the end of the corridor. She is dressed in white and blue robe, with a white fox coat on her outside, holding a hand warmer in her hand, watching her quietly.
"Why are you here?" Su Qingyi was a little surprised, and hurried over, urging: "It's cold at night, don't let yourself be cold."
"I know," Qin Zichen smiled slightly, "I can't see you, so I want to come pick you up."
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the heavy snow, his eyes filled with admiration: "What a beautiful snow."
"When you go up the mountain tomorrow, you won't think the snow is beautiful." Su Qingyi straightened his coat for him, rolled his eyes and said, "You're so cold."
"With you, I'm not afraid."
"Qin Zichen," Su Qingyi looked at him seriously, "Since when did you take soft food for granted?"
"Probably." Qin Zichen frowned, seemed to be thinking, and said seriously, "Let's start when I think I'm pretty good-looking."
Su Qingyi: "..."
Qin Zichen smiled, touched from his sleeve, lowered his eyes and said, "However, I also have a gift for you."
Hearing that there was a gift, Su Qingyi raised her eyebrows, and said seriously: "What is it, I don't want a gift that is too light."
Qin Zichen was amused by her cat-like proud and curious expression, took out a wooden hairpin from his sleeve, and said gently, "Here."
Su Qingyi was stunned for a moment, she could see that this was the wooden hairpin that Qin Zichen stopped to look at when she brought Qin Zichen back to the foot of Tianjianzong Mountain for shopping. At that time she asked him if he wanted it, and he said no, but the wooden hairpin appeared here in its entirety at this moment, Su Qingyi couldn't help but said: "When did you go back and buy it..."
"I didn't buy it." Qin Zichen raised his hand and inserted the wooden hairpin into her bun. Su Qingyi looked up at him, and said blankly, "Didn't you buy it?"
"I gave this to you." He looked seriously at her who was wearing the wooden hairpin, and the surprised girl in front of him filled his eyes. He stared at it for a long time, and finally smiled: "It's as beautiful as I thought."
"Zichen..." Su Qingyi was a little speechless: "I..."
"Although I'm a mortal now," Qin Zichen looked at Su Qingyi who was so moved that he couldn't speak, took her hand, and led her back to the room, speaking calmly and gently, like a frail scholar leading his wife home, slowly Slowly said: "But you see, there are still a lot of things that I can give you myself."
"I know." Su Qingyi couldn't help laughing, raised her hand to touch the wooden hairpin, and said softly, "I always knew."
"Zichen," she pulled him back, Qin Zichen turned his head and saw the girl in front of him with a reddish complexion, he hesitated and said, "May I have a yellow head in three lives, and then I will have a white head in this life."
Hearing her words, Qin Zichen was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he sighed softly.
"You have been here for so long, your Chinese has improved a lot."
Su Qingyi's face turned red, she finally wanted to express her feelings implicitly, but was laughed at by the other party for her language skills.
When Su Qingyi blushed so hard that she couldn't speak, Qin Zichen added very seriously: "Really, it's much better."
"I'm listening," he raised his hand, pressed it on his chest, and said softly, "I think it should be so."
Snowflakes fluttered one after another, Su Qingyi looked up blankly, Qin Zichen stepped forward, held her face in his hands, and lowered his head gently.
The wind blows snowflakes and falls on their faces, entangles their tongues, and feels slightly cool.
Su Qingyi closed her eyes, and at that moment, her heart beat like a pounding.
In the early morning of the second day, the three of them prepared everything and set off on time.
The holy mountain was icy cold and flying was forbidden. Su Qingyi prepared thick clothes and a heater for Qin Zichen, and then took him into the mountain. However, as soon as he stepped into the deep mountain, the cold wind blew Qin Zichen couldn't help shaking, Su Qingyi hurriedly opened a barrier, and Qin Zichen stood firm.
The three stopped and walked, Qin Zichen's mortal physique, the holy mountain was indeed too difficult for him, it was only half a day's journey for a cultivator, but they walked it for two days.
According to Xuan Hua's memory, two days later, the three finally arrived at Lingtan.
The Lingtan is on the top of the holy mountain, and it has long since turned into a pool of seemingly ordinary spring water. The three of them pushed aside the grass and heard Xuanhua introduce the Lingtan in a low voice: "Lingtan is a gift from the heavens to us, the dragon and the phoenix. It is just for one dragon and one phoenix to be reborn. The Lingtan has many functions. In fact, we don’t know how many functions the Lingtan has. It seems that it was specially created for us to ascend. No matter what you lack, you can get it in the Lingtan make up."
As they said that, the three of them saw a cold pool of water. However, when they saw Wang Hantan just now, the three of them stayed where they were. In the middle of the cold pool, a woman dressed in green clothes, with a golden mask on her face, a bamboo flute at her waist, and a bamboo sword hanging from her back sat cross-legged in the middle of the cold pool, opening her eyes inch by inch.
Xuan Hua looked at the woman, his complexion gradually turned pale, and Qin Zichen couldn't help frowning, as if recalling some memory.
Only Su Qingyi, without further ado, stabbed at the woman with a sword, and shouted angrily: "Xiao Su, you dare to show up!"
"It's still not dead?"
The green bamboo sword jumped out from behind the woman in Tsing Yi, blocking Su Qingyi's thinking of Qin. The woman in Tsing Yi stood up calmly, looked at Qin Zichen with a smile, and said softly, "Zi Chen, you are here."
Xuan Hua couldn't help frowning, a little puzzled. But I saw the woman stretching out her hand towards Qin Zichen, and said in a gentle voice: "Zichen, are you here to ascend? I was wrong before, and I forgot that there is a Lingtan. You ascend."
As she spoke, she raised her hand, patted her head distressedly and said, "Look at me, I always forget things. Come on, Zichen."
She walked towards Qin Zichen, and Su Qingyi slashed at him with a sword. Seeing Su Qingyi's sword, the woman frowned and shouted sharply: "Bitch, come and spoil my good deed again!"
At the same time as the sound came out, she raised her hand to hold the green bamboo sword, and slashed towards Su Qingyi with one stroke.
The sword formation on Su Qingyi's sword light exploded, and he and the woman were evenly matched for a moment. After Xuanhua watched it for a while, he trembled: "Ninghua..."
Su Qingyi collided with the woman's sword, and was pushed a step by each other's strength, staring at each other fiercely, in a stalemate. Hearing Xuan Hua's words, the woman looked at him coldly: "You know me?"
"She's Ninghua?!" Su Qingyi reacted instantly and shouted violently. The woman in the green shirt smiled lightly, and said with some pride: "Exactly."
"I said it before," Su Qingyi looked at the other party's proud face, and couldn't help but sneered, "I saw you cut you once, and now the new and old grudges are coming together, it's just right."
"Oh, you've seen me before?"
Ninghua seemed not surprised that Su Qingyi had met her, Heng Jian said: "I don't remember too many things, but I am not afraid. If you want to fight, then fight!"
"Okay..." Before Su Qingyi finished speaking, a burst of brilliance struck Ninghua straight. Su Qingyi flickered in a hurry, Ninghua's complexion changed, and she was struck ten feet away by Huaguang, before she had time to react, she saw a man dressed in black rushing towards him with a sword drawn.
"I'll kill you..." Xuan Hua's voice was trembling, and he roared, "I'll kill you!"
"It's up to you?" Ning Hua sneered, fighting with Xuan Hua.
Although they are both in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, it can be clearly seen that Ninghua and Xuanhua are not in the same magnitude of Tribulation Crossing Stage, it's just that Xuanhua took out a desperate posture, which really forced Ninghua to retreat steadily for a while . Su Qingyi hurriedly pulled Qin Zichen into the cold pool, Qin Zichen swallowed the Five Elements Grass in a hurry, Su Qingyi held him down, and slowly pushed the spiritual root towards him.
Next to Ninghua and Xuanhua, the ground was shaking, and the aura of spring water in the Lingtan began to slowly climb up their bodies, and the spiritual roots were pushed from Su Qingyi's body into Qin Zichen's body little by little. The spiritual energy from Lingtan poured into Su Qingyi's body together.
Su Qingyi controlled her chaotic thoughts, and focused on escorting the spiritual root to Qin Zichen's pill field. However, those pictures in my mind could not disappear, but became clearer and clearer.
There seemed to be human voices coming from the surroundings. Su Qingyi felt her body began to ache. She hurriedly got up, walked from the Lingtan to the shore, meditated immediately on the spot, and began to recite the mantra of clearing the heart.
However, there are more and more human voices in my mind, and those messy pictures gradually become orderly. Qin Zichen's spiritual power was violent all over his body, and he didn't care about Su Qingyi, so he simply closed his eyes and began to feel the spiritual energy pouring into his body, mind, and spiritual roots, swimming around his body.
Following the direction of the aura, the meridians on his body seemed to be becoming intact inch by inch.
While Qin Zichen was gradually recovering his body, Su Qingyi's condition became worse and worse. She couldn't help herself from falling into the hallucination... no, in the memory. She seemed to have returned to the night when she became a demon as Ran Yan. That night, she had just returned to her room after inspecting the surrounding area. At that time, the evil spirit of the Nebula Sect was rampant, and several disciples were infected with the evil aura and killed people everywhere, but they were all dealt with secretly by the Nebula Sect. But the fire cannot be wrapped in paper, and the right way is to solve it at the source.
She was in charge of this matter, and she was very busy.
Sleeping until midnight, she heard someone knocking on the door, she answered, stood up, opened the door, and saw Master standing at the door, looking at her with a smile.
It is said that Yuan Zhenzi is 1,300 years old, but she is still like a young man, with white cirrus patterns, a golden crown half-armed, and a dust whisk in his hand. I come."
She never doubted her master, although she was a little puzzled what her master asked him to do in the middle of the night, but she didn't dare to say more, just followed the master. Tonight's master was a little strange, he seemed to be preoccupied and didn't say much, she couldn't help asking a few more questions, Yuan Zhenzi turned cold and seemed displeased: "You can do whatever I ask you to do. What more?"
Knowing that Yuan Zhenzi seemed unhappy, Su Qingyi thought Yuan Zhenzi was in a bad mood at the time, stuck out his tongue, and followed him to the altar. At this time, many people gathered on the altar, including her parents, uncle and others. Yuan Zhenzi led her to the side of the altar, and said expressionlessly: "I will let you stand up later, and you stand in the center of the altar."
"What are you going to do tonight?" Su Qingyi was a little puzzled, why didn't she, the young palace master, know about such a big battle
Yuan Zhenzi said lightly: "It is inconvenient to tell you the important things after I finish them."
Su Qingyi nodded, she knew that Master had always had her own plans, so she obediently stood by the altar. On the altar, some people wearing black robes and feather crown masks gradually walked up, as if they were preparing for something. At this time, someone gently tugged her, Su Qingyi turned her head, and saw Shen Zhu with a nervous expression.
Su Qingyi said happily: "Brother, are you out of customs?"
"Let's go." Shen Zhu pulled her up, saw that there were not many people watching here, and said in a low voice: "They want to sacrifice you tonight, so hurry up and follow me?"
"Sacrifice?" Su Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then waved her hands, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't fool me, my family is still here, who dares to use me as a sacrifice?"
"Stop talking, hurry up and leave!" Shen Zhu pulled her and made a sound anxiously. Su Qingyi frowned, and said involuntarily, "Senior brother, what are you doing?"
While they were arguing, Su Qingyi's parents rushed over. Seeing her parents coming, Su Qingyi said with a smile: "Father, mother, senior brother said..."
Before she finished speaking, Su Qingyi saw her father spill a handful of medicinal powder. Before she could react, Chen Zhu pulled her behind her to block all the poisonous powder, and then pushed her aside , shouting loudly: "Run, run!"
Su Qingyi opened her eyes wide, and saw Shen Zhu standing in place, her eyes closed, bleeding from her eyes.
what happened
Why…
What's wrong
Su Qingyi was at a loss, Shen Zhu staggered towards her, and shot out one by one the light arrays in his hands. For some reason, the people around them all rushed towards the two of them. Chen Zhu held her with one hand, and kept throwing spells with the other. Blood splashed on her face. Su Qingyi felt that the surroundings were full of voices, blood, and shout.
"Run!"
Shen Zhu pushed her to the side and stopped in front of her, covered in blood, he shouted angrily: "Run! Run!"
"Ran Yan, stop, don't you even listen to what your father said?!"
"Ran Yan, stop, uncle, are you going to kill him too?"
"Ran Yan, run, run!"
Ran Yan, run, run.
She was full of fear in her heart, and she kept writing formations in her hands. Looking at the dense crowd rushing towards her, she seemed to see some unknown fate.
The surroundings gradually faded away, and memories kept flashing in her mind. She gradually had a sword in her hand, and couldn't help but smile up to the sky.
This is fantasy, this is memory.
She knew clearly that when she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Ran Shu standing opposite her. Behind her were countless people she had never seen before. Su Qinglian, who should have died long ago, was standing beside her. Seeing Su Qingyi opened her eyes, she suddenly He pulled out his sword sharply, and said sharply, "Monarch Ran Yan, why don't you pay back my parents and sister's life?!"
Su Qingyi didn't speak, she stood up slowly.
The red clothes were hunting, and Xuanhua and Ninghua were fighting inseparably. Qin Zichen was recovering with the help of Lingtan with his eyes closed. Su Qingyi glanced around.
I don't know when there were so many people standing around, almost exactly the same as back then.