(Three thousand words were sent out together)
The flowers and leaves are withered, and ice and snow are everywhere.
After half a year, Gu Xijiu returned to Biwu Palace.
She didn't know why, but she felt a little disgusted with this place.
She returned to land from the Undersea Crystal Palace that day, and first went to Haoyue Kingdom to test the 'Heavenly Disciple'. The test result was disappointing. That person was not him at all. Mu Feng told her that according to the rules, this person should have his spirit disabled. Throw yourself into the dark forest.
She was inexplicably disgusted, by what rules? Where do all these rules come from? !
So, she just threw the man into the dark forest without losing his spiritual power...
After dealing with that person, she returned to Biwu Palace first, but in Biwu Palace she felt inexplicably irritable and depressed. So she stayed for half a day and then left.
She has been wandering around outside for the past six months, not knowing what she wants to do. There seems to be a huge hole in her heart that she can't fill no matter what, and she can't be interested in anything...
She casually browsed the scenery in the palace, and snowflakes fell on her clothes and swirled around her temples.
"Mu Feng, didn't you say that Biwu Palace is like spring all year round?" She casually asked Mu Feng who was accompanying her.
Mu Feng smiled bitterly: "It used to be like spring all year round, but this year is a bit special." In fact, Biwu Palace has been so cold and windy for half a year...
Not only is this the case in Biwu Palace, but the weather in the entire continent is abnormal!
It was summer in this continent half a year ago, but autumn seemed to come very early. In June, the autumn wind began to blow the fallen leaves, and then it became colder every day, and soon the cold wind blew and the snow fell.
Gu Xijiu looked up at the sky, and snowflakes covered her flower-like face.
After her spiritual power has been cultivated to her level, she can no longer feel the cold.
She found a stone bench and sat down, watching the snow scene.
Mu Feng was waiting not far away, looking at her dressed in black. She didn't activate the body protection barrier, so the snowflakes fell on her freely, and they would not melt even if they fell on her.
She sat there quietly, like a snow sculpture.
Now her aura is very strong, but it always carries a cold feeling. Wherever she goes, the surrounding temperature will automatically drop!
Mu Feng actually seriously suspected that the abnormal climate in this continent was related to the emotions of the Holy Lord.
But he didn't dare to say it. After all, it was winter now, so there was nothing wrong with it being colder...
Not far away, a pair of cranes were looking for food in the courtyard, and they probably felt cold. After a while, the two cranes began to lie down with their necks crossed, clinging to each other to keep warm.
Gu Xijiu narrowed her eyes slightly. She now hates things in pairs!
He raised his hand and flew out a wisp of wind, raising up a stream of snow dust and heading straight towards the two cranes. The two cranes were frightened and flew away with a long cry and flapped their wings.
Mu Feng: "..."
Shengzun's temperament is indeed a bit weird now, and she always hates people showing affection in front of her.
Now Mu Feng and the other three envoys do not dare to appear in pairs, lest they offend the Holy Lord—
Everything seems to be on track.
Gu Xijiu became a true saint and took on the responsibilities of a saint.
She remembered that she used to be envious of those in high positions, but now she has become the strongest person on the continent, and no matter where she goes, a large number of people kneel down and worship her.
The people worshiped her and built various shrines to her. Her life had obviously reached its climax.
But she couldn't feel any happiness, and her mood was like a pool of stagnant water, unable to make any waves.
She couldn't even feel her emotions. Walking on this continent, watching the flowers bloom and fall, the clouds rolling and relaxing, she only felt lonely and deserted.
Maybe this is because it’s so cold at high places
She always felt like she was missing a big corner in her heart, and she was so empty, so in the past six months, she had wandered around this continent, not only in the human world, but also in the demon world and the ghost world. It was breathtaking, but she was also not interested.
She seemed to be looking for something subconsciously, but even she didn't know what she was looking for.
In the past six months, she has also visited her former friends, such as Long Siye's Tianwen Sect, Qian Lingyu's Haoyue Palace, Lan Waihu and Yan Chen's home, and Li Mengxia's...
She went to many places but couldn't find any feeling.
No matter who she meets, she is as indifferent as water. At best, she is calm and indifferent, and at worst, she is cold and distant. She couldn't warm up to anyone.
"Master, I think something is wrong with your situation. Are you sick?" Cangqiong Jade began to flash in her mind again.
Gu Xijiu didn't bother to pay attention.
She is a doctor, so she naturally understands that there is nothing wrong with her body and she is still very healthy. It's just like she has lost something and can't cheer up.
Recently, Cang Qiong Jade often appeared in her mind, giving her painstaking advice, advising her to be more kind to others, and even suspected that she was suffering from depression...
Depression means being irritable and always wanting to commit suicide, right
She actually had no thoughts of suicide, she just felt that this long life was too boring.
"Master, you still have many spells to practice. Why don't you go to the study and take a look? There are some books on spells there." Cangqiong Jade found a job for her.
Gu Xijiu was helpless and went to the study as expected.
The study room was still the same as before, and her eyes fell on the two chairs behind the desk.
For a moment, I seemed to be in a trance, and I seemed to see two people sitting on the two chairs, one reading a book and the other writing. It felt like the years were very quiet.
The reader didn't know what problem he encountered, so he turned to ask the person writing next to him.
The writer simply hugged the reader and pointed at the book to explain...
The man who was reading simply hugged the other person's neck and secretly kissed the other person's chin -
Gu Xijiu held her breath, feeling a familiar angina-like pain in her heart.
She knew that what she saw was a hallucination. She had often had hallucinations in the past six months, but the hallucinations only lasted for a short time and passed in the blink of an eye. She could not see clearly the people in the hallucinations. She could only vaguely feel that the people she had seen these times were The illusion is of the same two people…
But this time the illusion appeared a little longer, a full dozen seconds! Although the characters were still extremely blurry and could not clearly see their faces, she subconsciously felt that they were a man and a woman...
"Lord Holy Lord..." Mu Feng saw her standing at the door and was lost in thought, so he couldn't help but remind her.
She paused for a moment, and the phantom in front of her eyes quickly dispersed, and there was no trace left.
She suddenly asked Mu Feng beside her: "Have I ever liked someone before?"
Mu Feng scratched his scalp: "This... subordinate is not sure." He also felt that his memory was missing, but he really couldn't remember what was missing.
He paused for a moment, as if he remembered something: "Lord Shengzun once had a relationship with the head of Tianwen Sect... and the relationship was quite good."
Gu Xijiu frowned slightly. She naturally remembered some things about her and Long Siye, but the things between her and Long Siye were also missing in her mind. Many things seemed to be covered in a layer of fog... (She got along with Long Siye. Many of those things involved Di Fuyi. Everything that implicated Di Fuyi has been eliminated, so it is normal for her memory to be incomplete.)
She looked at the two chairs close together and frowned in thought.
Could it be that the two phantoms he saw were himself and Long Siye
She vaguely felt that it was these two phantoms that she had been obsessed with looking for...
She stuffed the stack of books into her storage space, turned around and went out.
Mu Feng hurriedly followed out: "Lord Holy Lord, where are you going?"
Gu Xijiu didn't answer. She was a saint and there was no need to tell her subordinates all her actions...
When something happens, you will naturally use the communication symbols to contact you.
Mu Feng watched her back disappear in the wind and snow in an instant, and sighed softly.
Lord Shengzun doesn't like people following her, she prefers to be alone. She wouldn't contact them unless there was something that needed to be done...
He looked at the crazy snowflakes outside and felt a little unsure.
It's February now, and the spring buds are about to sprout, but it's still very cold today. It's freezing cold, and the ice outside shows no sign of civilization...
…
The sound of the flute is long and lingering, echoing between heaven and earth.
The sound of the flute was very beautiful. Gu Xijiu stood on a big tree and looked at the man in white playing near the lake not far away, slightly lost in thought.
The man in white had an extremely handsome face. When he stood there flutteringly, he seemed to be an independent crane.
Not far away from him is a large lake that never freezes no matter how cold it is. The water of the lake is gently rippling and lapping at the shore dotted with white snow. This scene is like a painting.
This picture is beautiful and very pleasing to the eye.
But Gu Xijiu's eyes were slightly dazzled, the man in white suddenly seemed to be wearing a gleaming purple clothes -
She was shocked!
The man seemed to hear the movement and turned around to look up at her.
Gu Xijiu's heart trembled again!
The fox eyes in front of him wiped his forehead, his black hair was like splashing ink, and when he smiled, it seemed as if the world had lost color...
Of course, this was an illusion again, and it just disappeared in the blink of an eye. What she saw was Long Siye.
Long Siye was surprised: "Xijiu!"
Gu Xijiu was a little disappointed. She jumped down and said, "Instructor Long, you are very free today."
Long Siye's eyes were like deep pools and he smiled slightly: "I am very free every day, so, Xijiu, you are always welcome to come anytime."
Long Siye simply set up a banquet under the big tree to entertain her.
Gu Xijiu drank with him, and Long Siye was attentive to her, but she didn't feel anything. Even the lingering loneliness didn't dissipate at all, and the inexplicable sense of loss became even heavier.
She was unwilling to give up just like that. She was still very interested in Long Siye playing the flute, so she asked Long Siye to play another one.
Long Siye held the flute on his lips, his eyes like autumn water: "Xijiu, I haven't heard you sing for a long time, why don't you sing a song today and I will accompany you?"
Gu Xijiu did not hesitate to do so. She had been in a bad mood for no reason. Maybe singing would bring some relief.
This time Long Siye played a song that both of them were familiar with - "Sand Between Fingers" by Phoenix Legend
"That year under the moon in Jiangnan, you played the pipa and urged me to get on my horse.
No matter how noisy your mind is, you want to stay but don’t let me worry about you
You said fate is like the sand between your fingers. If you can't hold it, let it go.
No matter what happens, I will spend my whole life struggling with you...
The sound of the flute is quiet and the singing is soaring. The two people's cooperation this time can be said to be perfect.
Gu Xijiu felt in a daze that this scene seemed familiar. When her eyes flashed again, she seemed to see a man half floating and half submerged in the lake...
(End of chapter)