Legend of the Cultivation God: Immortal Realm Chapter 3283: There is a new grave here, and an old dream in the grave
But seeing that this is a world of moon shadows, the sky seems to be crying, and the raindrops are constantly falling.
In the center of the heaven and earth, there is a piece of Xiaoxiang Tears Bamboo, the bamboo shadow swaying in the wind, and in the rain at night, a solitary grave looks very eye-catching.
Tu Shanzi took out his hand from Wu Danqing, walked slowly into Xiaoxiang’s tearful bamboo, looked at the tomb, and said softly:
"If you don’t become an old man, you will cover your tears with a towel.
There is a gap between death and life, and there is no reason to meet each other.
The residual makeup powder in the box will stay with future generations.
Huangquan is useless, hate is the dust in the mound.
deliberately conceive men and women, and ruthlessly dominate.
If you want to know the broken intestine, the bright moon shines on the solitary grave. "Three poems from the husband, Tang, Kong.
With Tu Shanzi’s voice, the moon in the sky showed half of his face, and it gently sprinkled the moonlight, and the soft moonlight fell on Tu Shanzi’s body, and it also shone on the tomb, with a faint glow. Bright as a pearl in the night rain.
Wu Danqing flew to the side silently. He also looked at the tomb for a long time and recited in a deep voice:
"Ten years of life and death are boundless. Without thinking, self-unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to say dreary. Even if they meet each other, the face is dusty, and the temples are like frost."
"Ye Lai You Meng suddenly returns home. Xiaoxuan window, dressing. There is nothing to say, but tears are thousands of lines. It is expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short Songgang." Jiang Chengzi, Su Shi
Wu Danqing’s voice fell, the night rain stopped, but the wind of Xiang Fei’s tears became louder. The voice seemed to be talking, talking about the longings of the ages, talking about the sadness of thousands of years, talking about a new grave here, in the tomb. There is an old dream.
"Danqing, thank you"
Tu Shanzi burst into tears, turned to look affectionately at Wu Danqing, and said, "Thank you for burying me...our corpses together!"
"Songyue"
Wu Danqing's voice is also very sad, saying, "Not only are you and my bones buried here, but also my dreams. I dream that this grave can bloom!"
"Can Ying?"
Tu Shanziyan suddenly remembered something, and said anxiously, "Where is Keying? We are all together, and your dreams should bloom!"
"She doesn't seem to be Keying"
Wu Danqing hesitated and replied.
"Impossible"
Tu Shanzi shook his head without thinking, "I saw her, she is Keying!"
"Where did you meet?"
Wu Danqing suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked.
"In the land of Buddhism and Taoism and immortality"
Tu Shanzi blurted out, but after finishing speaking, she quickly explained, "At that time I was..."
I don’t know that Wu Danqing doesn’t care what Tu Shanziyan said later. He slapped his thigh and said: "Damn, I understand, I got you from the divination that day, not her!!"
"What do you mean?"
Tu Shanzi was stunned, wondering, "Did you not rescue Keying that day?"
"Yes, it's me!"
Wu Danqing looked a little agitated, and explained, "In order to find you, I often use mystic divination. That time I found out that the edge of the heavenly court had your breath, so I rushed to the Buddha country and the heavenly realm. Chong met Ke Ying. I always thought it was God’s favor that made me easily find Ke Ying. Now I want to come, I’m afraid I’ll meet her on the way to find you!"
"No, no"
Tu Shanzi waved his hand, "Dan Qing, you are wrong, she is definitely Ke Ying..."
"You and I don't have to argue"
Wu Danqing smiled and said, "Just look at it."
, Wu Danqing raised his hand and pointed at a Xiaoxiang tear bamboo, "brushing" a drop of rain on the Xiaoxiang tear bamboo. Tu Shanzi looked at the raindrops, and there was a dusty sea, a cute little dragon inside. Queen Yuebai is flying in the sea of dust and happiness.
"Isn't this Keying?"
Tu Shanzi smiled and said, "Look at that heartless stupid, who else can it be?"
"Don't worry"
Wu Danqing smiled and raised his hand again, and Wang Yuebai flew out of the water droplets.
"Your Majesty"
Wang Yuebai flew out, looked around, and said angrily, "I told you, I am not a surrealist, I don’t know what you dream of a new grave!"
"Keying"
Tu Shanzi smiled, "Remember that poem?"
"Who are you?"
Wang Yue tilted his head to look at Tu Shanzi, strange way.
"My name is Han Songyue"
Tu Shanziyi replied, "Is your sister in the previous life"
"humph"
Wang Yue pouted her lips and snorted coldly, "I have no previous life, and no older sister!"
"Listen to you"
Tu Shanzi, unwilling to give up, said:
"The rattan bed paper tent rises to sleep, endless talk, no good thoughts. Agarwood intermittently cold in the jade furnace, with my feelings like water. The flute sounds three times, and Mei's heart is broken, how much spring affection."
"The little wind sparsely drove the rain, and urged a thousand lines of tears. When the flute person went to the Yulou to be empty, who would he lean on with his broken heart? One branch was broken, and there is no one in the world to send." Gu Yaner, Li Qingzhao
As Tu Shanzi chanted, the sky cried again, and a little bit of rain dripped down, wet Wang Yuebai's heart.
Wang Yuebai couldn't help crying too.
Unfortunately, after Tu Shanzi finished chanting, he asked: "Keying, what did you think of?"
"I..."
Wang Yuebai shook his head blankly, "I think this phrase is great!"
"That"
Tu Shanzi thought for a while, took Wang Yuebai's hand, and said, "May I tell you a story?"
"Okay, okay"
Wang Yuebai was overjoyed and said, "I like listening to stories the most. When I was young, my brother used to tell me!"
"Brother?"
Tu Shanzi glanced at Wu Danqing, Wu Danqing said impatiently: "I will tell you when you finish talking to her!"
"Also good"
Tu Shanzi nodded and said, "Danqing, I didn't finish talking just now. When the past life is over, I will continue to talk about this life. I remember that it was an afternoon..."
Tu Shanziyi hardly thought about it~IndoMTL.com~ began to tell the story of the past. The story is very long. The emotional entanglement between Wu Danqing, Han Songyue and Xuying Ying is also very complicated. Tu Shanziyi wanted to make Wang Yuebai. His memory awakened, and he used the Qingqiu Mountain secret technique.
Tu Shanziyi hasn't talked for a long time, no one cares, whether it is Wu Danqing, Wang Yuebai, and even Jiu Xia who was suppressed on the side are also caught in it, as if they once again experienced the ups and downs of the past. For the story, please refer to the rune, WeChat public account: a short section of exploring flowers, serialized, but only 255 chapters are written
Years are long, time flies, only the true love will be passed on forever, and Jiu Xia can't think of it, the lord who I hate to the bone, actually has such a lingering relationship with the heavenly supreme Qing emperor, and even the old treacherous lord, with The seemingly silly little dragon girl fell for the sake of the Qing Emperor.
Xiaolong Queen Yuebai was moved in a mess, but she felt that she was just a spectator and did not touch her soul. Wu Danqing thought for a while and continued: "After you fell in the past life, I desperately looked for you, and as I cultivated Increasing day by day, I find that our relationship is far more than one life. I used to be called Lan Yu, and yours are also called Du Xiaoxiao, Du Xin or Dong Xin..."
Wu Danqing talked about the past lives, and lastly pointed to the grave behind him: "I buried all the wreckage of our lives here, because we want to be together in each life, but every life It’s not what I wanted, so I call this new tomb buried old dreams."
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