"Back then, in order to protect the life of the wind, Luo Feng did not hesitate to release the thousands of evil ghosts sealed in the ink, if it wasn't for the timely arrival of Jiekong with Abbot Hongyu, Luo Feng is now just a walking corpse that has been taken away. Cao Yangming turned his head and stared straight at Ji Zilian, the past was in the wind, and it may not be trivial for someone like him to be outside, but for the once young Nalan Zhifeng, Bai Luofeng's actions were enough for him to remember for the rest of his life.

"The people in the rivers and lakes only look at the abstinence from empty greed and killing, saying that he is a 'Shura evil monk', and even you don't want to let him into the valley, but this monk has his own reasoning. Cao Yangming showed a wry smile on his face, as if he was helpless and seemed to sigh with mixed feelings, "Buddhism pays attention to benevolence, but benevolence is easy to cowardice, you can't kill the wicked, you can't stop the evil obstacles, you can't stop the killing, wait for the way of heaven? Wait for the evil consequences? How many lives have been buried at that time~ Maybe this is the Zen in the heart of the bald donkey." ”

Liren listened to the other party's words, her face was confused, she didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this, but before she could open her mouth to ask, Cao Yangming was about to leave with heavy steps.

"The Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers was originally a holy place on earth, and it has saved countless lives and helped the injured over the past hundred years. The warrior is brave, and the doctor is benevolent. Don't say that Bai Luofeng once saved the life of the wind, even if you can stand here now, you have received their kindness. With Xiao Se's back, Cao Yangming shook his head and sighed: "Bai Luofeng has less than half a day left, and the line of life and death is all in your hands." I don't have time to tell you the rest of the story, but I advise you to be cautious......"

Ji Zilian was stunned in place: When did she receive their kindness? Why can't she remember? And that day and night, Cao Yangming only said that Nalan jumped off the dry stone pool to save himself, what happened behind him? Why is he still alive?

Countless questions shrouded his heart, his teeth tightened his lips, and after a long time, the sound of a silver bell came out of the side hall:

"Qiu Zhi, take me to the void monk!"

Cao Yangming, who was not far away, showed a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, even if he had already shown great calm, and even calculated that Ji Zilian would definitely lend a helping hand because of that past, but as long as she didn't let go for a moment, that hanging heart would not be able to land safely.

"Luofeng, I'll help you get through this calamity, then I'll go first......"

The winding path of Wanhua Valley is surrounded by flowers and plants, and one person walks on the road with his hands in his hands, swaying as if he is drunk, but his feet are like stepping on green clouds, and he is uncomfortable with the wind, leaving a row of footprints on the dirt behind him, and he can't find the person's whereabouts.

At the foot of the mountain of Jitian Peak, two tombstones stand in the green mountains and green waters, there is a little moss on the monument but it is not too desolate, but it adds a little vitality, there is also the incense that has been extinguished for a short time at the foot of the tombstone and a dust ember, a few flowers that have not dried in the morning dew are placed in front of the monument, it seems that someone often comes to clean when it is revealed.

A white robe stood in front of the stele for a long time, as if it had been integrated into the heaven and earth, the breeze blew, the sideburns and the weeds in the sky flew in the air, Nalan Fengfeng's godless eyes were staring at the two lines of names on the stele, and his face was still as calm as before.

"I know you'll definitely come back here. You Xuan's voice came from behind him, but Nalan just stared at the tombstone in front of him in a daze as if he hadn't heard it.

"I have already applied flower guidance to Bai Luofeng, and I have also asked Gu Chinese medicine to renew his pulse, but the blood stasis and blockage in some parts of his body have not been drained, and the broken bones are difficult to recover for a while, but his life is worry-free for the time being. The beautiful woman looked at the figure standing Xiao Suo, and she was worried for no reason.

"Thank you. ”

"Who can hurt him like this?" Ji Zilian was very suspicious in her heart, even if Bai Luofeng's cultivation could not stand alone in the world, it could be regarded as beyond the realm of ordinary people, but now if it weren't for her "Flower Introduction" refining countless anther essences and Gu Yaozun's Continuation Pulse Holy Hand, Bai Luofeng would probably not be able to escape death.

"Gangzhiguan!" The three words exited, Nalan Zhifeng's originally loosened hands were immediately clenched into fists, and the originally green weeds beside him instantly withered and drifted away with the wind.

"Ten years ago, it was really them...... Hurt Master and Master?" Ji Zilian felt the hatred in Nalan Zhifeng's heart, and after hesitating, she couldn't help but ask softly, revealing a sense of caution.

"Yang Ming told you everything?"

"Well, I said something. ”

"What about the others?"

Qiu Zhi said he was gone. ”

"Alas, this guy, is he still afraid that Luo Feng doesn't want to see him......" Nalan Zhifeng finally said for no reason, and vaguely heard a few sobs behind him.

"It's been ten years... The huge Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers has wronged you. Nalan seemed to be able to see very clearly, and slowly turned around and walked to gently wipe the jade beads on the beauty's face with his thumb.

"I really don't know... I can't think of it...... "Yiren's tears were red and red, and despite Nalan's helplessness, the dew soaked a white robe.

The hand that wanted to move and stop stayed in the air for a hundred years, and finally landed on the crisp back with an inaudible sigh.

"Zilian, do you want to hear about the rest of the story?" Nalan Zhifeng was afraid of frightening her, but he even slowed down his breathing by half a beat.

"Yes. "No one could have imagined that this was as beautiful as a peach and plum in the imagination of the world, but it was out of reach, like a woman standing on the yao platform in the world, and at this moment it became beautiful in front of a blind man who could never appreciate her face.

Nalan Zhifeng told Ji Zilian the story so unhurriedly, the withered grass in the air hit his face, but his blind eyes became extremely clear, he seemed to be able to see that the decayed Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers in the past is now growing grass and warblers flying, and flowers have no horseshoe.

Gradually, he sank into his memories, as if he had just jumped into the Ten Thousand Dry Pools and began to look for the figure of the girl, the sound of the sword on the water echoed in his ears, and the wails of the hundred ghosts seemed to return to this sky. The dead aura of the Ten Thousand Dry Pools continued to erode his consciousness, and the dead silence and emptiness of the pool were even more terrifying than the darkness after being blind now.

He felt that he was going to fall asleep too, his limbs seemed to have been stolen unconsciously, and he couldn't use his strength, he thought that he was going to see his father and mother too-alas, it was good, and he felt his mother pulling his face and saying that he was stealing snacks, and his father was on the side to persuade him, but he didn't dare to speak when he was glared at by his mother, Zilian stood aside and looked at the joke with a smile, tsk, why is my father so useless?

Suddenly, I don't know what force grabbed him and dragged him up, the accompanying temperature was like the scorching sun in winter was very comfortable, he tried to open his eyes, but he felt that his eyelids had been sewn up, he seemed to see himself rising in the air through the gap, there seemed to be a comatose girl beside him, and the ground under him was lying on the ground in his memory of Bai Luofeng's first injury.

Alas, Nalan pulled himself back from his thoughts, why did his eyes feel like they were burned? Maybe the wind was too strong, people live a lifetime, they are not more than seven feet tall, and they do not live for more than a hundred years. But after ten years of spring and autumn, some people are still so embarrassed, just like Bai Luofeng who can't fight against Gangzhiguan, like he can't find his enemy, like the famous Qukong Qukong, just like Cao Yangming, who is alone, and now he is empty, and he is even too happy to get drunk.

(ps: I don't know how many people are watching it to this day, how many people are chasing, maybe the writing is not good, no one pays attention, the sad thing is not that people are criticized, the sad thing is that no one is talking about it, I really hope that people who have seen it can write something underneath, let Xiao Er know: Alas, someone is actually reading what I wrote.) Thank you...)