Another thirty years have passed. 【】

Qu Lingshan died, the mountain gate protector of the Nine Flames Temple, who had already entered old age, coupled with the pain of a series of broken arms, and the undignified life of a "cleaner", finally let him die alone in a ravine in one night.

"When I found him, he kept saying "Go home, go home," Luo He said, standing in front of a bulging grave, his eyes red and choked.

Simon Chuiyue's heart trembled slightly, and when she glanced at the old man, her heart swelled with unrelieved sadness.

Luo He is also old, he is wearing a shabby robe, his white hair is scattered over his shoulders, the folds on his face are like cracked yellow earth, his rickety figure seems to be a gust of wind that can blow him down, he looks like an ordinary person in his last years, where is there still a little bit of the majesty of the deputy hall master of the Temple Condor

In fact, he shouldn't be so old, nor should he be so embarrassed, for a senior innate powerhouse, as long as the spiritual power in his body flows, he can quickly make the aging cells and organs complete a metabolism, so that he can rejuvenate again.

However, Ximen Chuiyue knew that for a strong man who could no longer regain his dignity, even if he became a young man who was alive and well, what could he do

Luo He's heart is already old and tired, if he said that in the first ten years, he still had great expectations for Xiao Qiang, but as time passed, his heart was also cold.

"Live, only alive can there be hope, haven't you always done this" After Ximen Chuiyue said lightly, he turned around and left the tombstone of Quling Mountain.

Ximen was dressed in white like snow, his steps were gentle, and he came to the blue lake again, looking at the beauty reflected on the water, he couldn't help but touch the smooth corners of his eyes with his hand, as if countless crow's feet had grown there.

Over the past forty years, she has become more refined and plump, like a mature young woman. Warm and elegant, with an innate pride.

Although her mind has become more mature after getting rid of the once ridiculous girlish feelings, she still misses Xiao Qiang's arms very much.

For many nights, she would listen to Xiao Qiang's breathing next door, quietly reminisce about those five years of cave life, and then let herself drown in the desire to extricate herself.

So she's still full. is waiting for Xiao Qiang's picking.

Ripples rippled on the blue water. The water rises upwards and condenses into the shape of a woman.

"Weeping Moon, you still have faith in him"

Simon Chuiyue nodded: "He has a reason why he must go back, a reason that is ten thousand times more important than himself." ”

"Because of his wife," Aunt Shui said suddenly.

In the past few decades, Aunt Shui has heard a lot about Xiao Qiang from Ximen Chuiyue, and of course she also knows about Ding Lanyi's existence, but it is the first time she has asked this in front of Ximen Chuiyue.

A hint of melancholy flashed in Simon Moon's eyes, and he nodded faintly.

"I admit it. He is indeed a genius, but this is not enough to challenge the eight totems. Aunt Shui said truthfully.

Simon Chuiyue smiled indifferently: "Things are man-made, people live, there must always be hope, even if he fails, I think I will accompany him to the end." ”

"Do you want me to help him?" Aunt Shui asked suddenly.

Simon Chuiyue looked at the woman made of water with clear eyes, and nodded: "Of course I hope." For this, I can not care about my own life."

Aunt Shui was shaken, in its long and ancient memory, it could no longer remember seeing such clear eyes, and there was a kind of captivating power in Simon Hangyue's gaze.

It hesitated for a moment before softly saying, "His strength is too weak. And it's too low, if he can comprehend more of the laws of time and space, maybe there will be a chance. ”

Simon Chuiyue's eyes lit up, and he said expectantly: "Then can you help him?"

Aunt Shui shook her head: "I am a witness to the water god's contract, and I can't help him, but you can." ”

"Me"

"I'm going to instill in you something I know. Then you will instill it in him, I think it will be better. Aunt Shui smiled, "Of course, this is also an opportunity for you, you have to live here for a long time, if you can really have each other, at least you can leave an unforgettable memory." ”

Simon Chuiyue's cheeks were a little red, and his heartbeat was noticeably faster, but his eyes remained clear.

"Let it be, I think I'll be happy if I can help him. Simon Chuiyue said indifferently.

From this day on, Simon Chuiyue no longer retreated and cultivated, but sat on the blue lake every day, listening to the sounds of the primeval divine water.

Aunt Shui is tantamount to a treasure house, thousands of years of memory are all-encompassing, the light of wisdom involves almost the entire universe, and Simon Chuiyue has memorized it all.

There are some things she can understand, and what she can't understand, she believes that Xiao Qiang will definitely understand.

The giant rat still lives a monotonous life, sleeping in the statue every day, summoning the Punisher Storm at dusk, and the Luo River is still old and decaying, cleaning the weeds every day, as if there were endless weeds in this valley.

Finally, after more than half a year, Xiao Qiang was out of the customs.

"Thirty years, even the sixth formation has not been filled. Xiao Qiang slowly opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

He drank a small bottle of water, ate some fruit, and was recovering when there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the room.

Ximen hung the moon, clothed in thorns, and walked in with a delicate jade plate, in which fresh fruits were placed, and there was a spiritual object that was struggling to twist its body.

"The Hanging Moon. Xiao Qiang looked at the amorous young woman who was as gentle as jade, and seemed to be a little unable to believe his eyes, so that he was in a trance.

Ximen Chuiyue smiled faintly, knelt opposite Xiao Qiang, and then handed the jade plate to Xiao Qiang.

"Xiao Qiang, this spiritual creature is produced in the lake, called the Nine Turns Divine Strain, which is conceived by the Ancient Divine Water, and it is even better than the Star Moon Divine Strain you once fed to me, hurry up and eat it." ”

"Nine Turns Divine Plant" Xiao Qiang looked at the writhing spiritual object in the jade plate, it was about a palm long, and its body was round, like a twisted glass tube, emitting a faint blue light, and the most wonderful thing was that the color of each distorted body was decreasing step by step, which happened to be the Nine Turns.

Sensing the compelling aura coming to his face, Xiao Qiang didn't move, the jade spirit and the small bamboo spirit in his body, as well as the small tree and the sword spirit, all swam out one after another, and they couldn't bear to arch in Xiao Qiang's palm.

After a while, the reserved water girl also turned into a silver thread and drilled out, and said with a heartfelt voice: "I'm not greedy for any Nine Turns Divine Plant, I'm afraid that these little guys will be naughty."

Okay, Xiao Qiang smiled happily, didn't say much, grabbed the Nine Turns Divine Plant, and stuffed it into his mouth. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation