I will Bury the Gods Chapter 104: : The past is 0 years old

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The clouds outside the building shattered into pieces with the arrival of the woman, like cranes fleeing in panic, scattered in the cold sky of early autumn.

"Why did you come so early this year?" Master Shang narrowed his tearful eyes and smiled mischievously.

"Who is she?"

The fairy in the white skirt ignored the master's question, and she looked at the girl sitting upright in front of her with lightning-like eyes.

This little girl is about fourteen or fifteen years old, with snow-like hair falling down softly, and a fair face that is beautiful and delicate. Moccasin boots, she is so slender and beautiful, like a willow flower that attracts people to climb, the most important thing is the very faint divinity on her body, which makes the girl more holy and elegant.

Xiaohe felt her gaze, and tightened her grip on the lapel of her cloak. Her pale crimson lips were slightly closed, hesitating whether to answer, but the fairy in the white skirt held it sharply, and asked directly: "Are you your daughter? Why haven't I seen it in the past... so old in a flash?"

Master gently wiped the water from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, smiling unabated, "How is it, does it look good?"

"Pretty is pretty, but..." The fairy in the white skirt sharpened her words, she opened her hand and held a long whip in her palm, waved it towards the air, and entangled towards Xiaohe's place.

Xiaohe reacted very quickly. She stood up and stepped back. She stepped on the chair between her brown-gray boots and jumped up. With a touch of the back of the chair, she flipped deftly in the air and landed lightly, like a nimble little antelope. Dodge this whip.

"Teaching is not bad." The fairy in the white skirt said with a smile.

"Bullying my guests in front of me, you are getting more and more courageous." Master put his hands on the fox fur and said lightly.

"Guest? So it's not my daughter..." Fairy Baiqun frowned, very disappointed, "Where did you get such a young guest? Could it be that you are going to recruit apprentices again?"

"This deity is famous all over the world, why is it so strange that my disciples come here here? This girl Xiaohe has a bloodline and is extremely talented. I can’t even take good care of my own daughter.” Master sneered.

"You..."

The fairy in the white skirt was poked at the sore spot, her heart tightened, and most of the aura she had when she came came disappeared. At this moment, the girl who looked like an iceberg beauty spoke:

"I didn't come to apprentice today, I came to say goodbye to you."

The air suddenly became colder.

“…”

The smile in Master's eyes froze, and the fairy in the white dress beside him became more and more happy, and his impression of this beautiful snow-haired girl became better and better.

"Why don't you ask me to tell you such a long story?" Master asked.

"Didn't you drag me to listen..." Xiaohe said innocently.

"After listening to tell stories for the teacher, you are my disciple. Are you worried that you will lose face if you call Bai Zhu that girl senior sister? It's okay, I can help you mention the ranking and mention it. Chu Yingchan go up." Master immediately made a promise. The master is not a pedantic person, and the ranking of Xianlou disciples does not have to be rigid in order, it all depends on her will.

"Do you dare?" Before Xiaohe could speak, the fairy in the white skirt got angry again.

Xiaohe did not change her expression, she gave a cold salute and insisted on saying goodbye.

During this year, Xiaohe traveled in Shenshan, traveled to many places, visited many sects, saw all kinds of human beings, and finally returned to Yunkong Mountain, passing through the road that reads "unrestrained The four-character stele pavilion came to the misty fairy tower in the sea of ​​clouds, returned the silver medal presented by the master, and bid farewell to her.

The eyes of the fairy in the white skirt were full of admiration, she looked at the woman in fox fur, and said sarcastically, "You have today too?"

Master snorted softly, and then smiled again: "You can laugh at me, anyway, I can get it back from your daughter."

"You still dare to mention this matter?!" Fairy Baiqun came to ask her crimes today, "I entrusted my daughter to you, and you bullied her like this? If Yingchan hadn't returned home in Suyi the day before yesterday, I still don't know about this!"

Xiaohe knew in her heart that this was Chu Yingchan's mother, no wonder she resembled her so much, but Chu Yingchan was cold and elegant, while the fairy in front of her had a unique charm. From the previous story, Xiaohe also wisely understood that the fairy in the white skirt was probably Chu Miao.

"Didn't you tell me to be strict with her?" Master asked.

"I made you strict because of your studies, what about you? You have only taught her for a few days in all these years? You haven't learned anything, and you have been bullied a lot." Fairy Baiqun was annoyed and wronged: " I worked so hard to give birth to a beautiful daughter, and I was not willing to beat or scold, so I became your punching bag."

Back then when Chu Yingchan was riding a deer and got lost in the forest, her reunion with Master Ye Xue seemed to be by chance, but in fact it was a matter of tacit understanding.

"Then you should discipline your daughter yourself, to see if she listens to you." The master smiled and said, "Some mothers, even if they give a birthday present, need other people to take care of them, right? , Miao girl?"

She is indeed Chu Miao.

Chu Yingchan's gifts over the years, including the Snow Crane Sword, were mostly given by Chu Miao to her daughter through the hands of her master.

The shadow of the disaster that the master said lingered in her mind, but now the little girls in history have come to her. They were only seven years old at the time, and now they are outstanding, and they are all beautiful. She is a fairy and goddess who is famous all over the world... Xiaohe couldn't help but feel the sense of time and space being intertwined.

"Yingchan has fallen, do you know that?"

Chu Miao was really angry, "If it wasn't for chasing you back then, how could she rashly attack the Immortal Realm when her foundation was so unstable? The breaking of the realm back then almost cost her half her life, and now she fell Zhi Yuanchi, the Dao realm is damaged, and I am afraid that I will never forget the Dao in this life, as a master, do you really not care at all?"

Master's smile faded away, she closed her eyes, and answered the irrelevant question: "Do you know why Chuchu doesn't like you? You, after so many years, still have such a strong desire to control."

"If I don't care about her, who will care about her?" Chu Miao asked sternly.

"If I really don't like Chuchu, why would I accept her as an apprentice?" Master said softly, "She needs to calm down now and see clearly the path she really wants to take. So what about a year or two? Inappropriate care now will become a hindrance to her heart in the future. I don't need me to explain this to you, right?"

Chu Miao remained silent, and said: "Even if it is true, should we just let it go?"

"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements."

"Arrangement? What arrangement?"

"I won't tell you." The master seemed to be angry with her.

"..." Chu Miao's dress fluttered, as if she had murderous intent.

"Okay, don't play wild here with me. In the early years, you could still fight against me. Now you are not my opponent even if you make ten moves. It really annoys me. Be careful that I will arrest your mother and daughter. Let's bully together." Master stood up, smiled coldly, she looked at Chu Miao's beautiful face, frivolously stretched out her finger to hook her jaw, but Chu Miao opened it angrily.

"Why don't you have any teacher's morality? If your master knows what you look like now, he will definitely smash your ass." Chu Miao said coldly.

"Master..."

Master's expression calmed down. She looked at the clouds gathering again outside the window, and she put down the curtain casually, her misty eyes changing in an instant. Three hundred years is more than 100,000 days, and those short seven days seem so small on this scale. She once believed that time would really dilute everything, but that short period of experience was firmly established with the day of the broken wall. Nailed in her life, it became a fire that burned her body and mind in countless silent nights, and it became brighter and brighter.

She never saw her parents, nor her master again. The eternal peace she thought was trampled to pieces by a bone dragon when she was seven years old. farewell.

"If he is still alive, do whatever he wants."

She spoke softly, her sleeves were drooping, and she was wearing a white dress that cut ice and snow.

Three hundred years have passed, and she tried her best but failed to find any news about him, as if he never existed in the world at all, as if those seven days were just a dream she wove for herself.

Chu Miao knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, so she covered her lips and said, "Anyway, treat my family Yingchan better in the future, otherwise I will come to you every day to make trouble."

"I don't care if you come to make trouble, I'm afraid that your daughter will throw you out in person." Master said.

"Impossible, she is my daughter anyway." Although Chu Miao said this, she was very confident, because she knew that this scene was likely to come true...

Thinking of this, she felt even more aggrieved, and she suddenly lost interest in the aggressive approach, she picked a chair at random and sat down, saying: "It's really hard to see you all these years, and I don't know you What are you doing all day long?"

"Do what your parents didn't finish back then." Master said.

"Are you still thinking about these?" Chu Miao asked.

"Of course." Master said: "During the trip to the far north, what my parents discovered should be far more than what was hidden in Shenshou Mountain. They should also know deeper secrets, but they don't know where to go For some reason, I didn't tell anyone, and even... even the marriage of my father and mother may be related to these secrets."

In the past, she would never speculate on these things, but as she has learned more and more secrets in recent years, her confusion and guesses about the polar trip that year have deepened.

Master doesn't want to talk about this today, she gently rubbed her forehead, collected her thoughts, and asked, "Are you drinking?"

"As you wish." Chu Miao said.

"Xiaohe, you can come too." Master looked at the slender girl in red skirt and said.

Xiaohe smiled lightly, but shook her head, "I'm too strong to drink, but..."

Only halfway through the conversation, Xiaohe heard an 'hey', her wrists were grabbed by Master and Chu Miao from left to right, and she was forced to accompany them to drink.

Xiao Baizhu happened to poke her head out from behind the back door, and looked over here cautiously, she hadn't seen anything clearly yet, just as Chu Miao was going out with her master, and bumped into her, Bai Zhu was unsteady and groaned He fell down the stairs and bumped into the little unicorn passing by, knocking it to the ground as well, screaming aggrievedly with its feet up in the air.

Bai Zhu rubbed her head and helped the little Qilin up, but she didn't dare to get angry with Chu Miao. This big sister in white is very fierce. I heard that she has always wanted to stew her for three hundred years... ...If it wasn't for his own efforts, he finally cultivated a human form ten years ago, otherwise he might really have turned into carrot soup.

"Sister Wu, are you leaving?" Bai Zhu went to pull Xiaohe's sleeve.

Xiao He nodded lightly, "If there is a chance in the future, my sister will come to see Bai Zhu."

"Well, I also hope that my sister will find your little husband as soon as possible and marry herself." Bai Zhu smiled sincerely: "Although I have never met that brother, but I don't know why, Bai Zhu always feels that he is very cute." Kind."

Xiaohe Qingtian's eyes seemed to be crushed by white clouds. She pinched Baizhu's face and said softly: "I will definitely find him. When the time comes, I will come to see Xiaobaizhu with him. Okay?"

Xiaohe has a smile on her face, but her eyes are becoming more and more empty. She has been waiting for a year, but she has not waited for anything. Today, after listening to the story of her childhood told by the owner of Xianlou, Xiaohe suddenly understood , It turns out that parting is the normal state of life. But Xiaobaizhu didn't know this, she only thought that Sister Wu Youhe was very powerful, so she also believed her words and nodded vigorously. Valley

There is snow outside the fairy building.

The snow is full of footprints chased by Bai Zhu and Qilin.

Xianlou is the site of the master, and the wind, rain, snow and snow here are all related to her intentions. The master always has a soft smile when he speaks, but the white snow on this building is so trying to hide it.

Xiaohe knew that one day, she would also walk out of the ice and snow in her heart and head for the snow mountain of her destiny.

This is also the reason why she didn't want to worship under the gate of Xianlou and decided to leave.

Xiaohe went with them to the small gazebo and drank the last farewell wine together.

The pavilion is on the edge of the cliff, which is a wonderful place for viewing flowers and snow. When you look far away, if your eyesight is good enough, you can still see the well-organized buildings on the majestic mountain. Chu Miao sat with the master, and they who had been quarreling before suddenly became harmonious and became sisters who were like brothers and sisters. snow hair.

Using a sword to cut the wine seal, the aroma is tangy and refreshing. This is wine that has been buried under the plum tree for a hundred years. Its aroma is so mellow, but the entrance is clear.

Xiao He took a sip, savored it carefully, and drank it down in one gulp.

When she was young, she had a cold body, and her aunt often forced her to drink. At that time, the wine she drank would be mixed with the vicious inner alchemy, which cut her throat like a knife, so she never felt that drinking is a good thing, on the contrary. It was a kind of punishment. She didn't know that there was such fine wine in the world until today. It's just that... she drank too much of this fine wine, but it made her feel that it wasn't as long-lasting as the spirits she drank when she was a child.

Some things are just like this. It may not be so good in itself, but it is buried deep in the memory, fermenting silently as it grows, and when it is recalled occasionally, it is surprising to find that it is so irreplaceable.

The 'overwhelmed' Xiaohe drank wine like no one else, and drank an unknown number of glasses before finally getting a little drunk. She looked confused, looked to the side, opened her mouth as if to say something, but there were only plum branches sticking out of the courtyard beside her.

The wine sobered up instantly.

She put down the cup in her hand and looked at the landlord and Chu Miao.

Before drinking, the two women brag about how good they are, but when Xiaohe recovers after drinking for a while, they find that the master has passed out on the jade table, and Chu Miao is not well. Where are you going, her cheeks were flushed, she smelled of alcohol, and she looked at Xiaohe with winking eyes, "Look, your master dares to talk big when he's so poor at drinking, and with such virtue, I don't know how he picked up so many good things." Apprentice."

"I don't have a teacher." Xiaohe justified.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Xiaobai Zhu, pour me wine quickly, or my sister will drink with you." Chu Miaoqiang said calmly.

Xiaohe sighed, she suddenly felt that they were the real little girls in this small gazebo.

Chu Miao didn't have time to wait for Xiaohe to pour the wine, so she also fell drunk and lay on the body of the master.

The alcohol was getting stronger, and the veil covering Master's face finally faded away, and the originally slightly blurred beauty finally emerged clearly.

The snow is blowing, the sea of ​​clouds is like a lake, the sun is covered by clusters of clouds, and when it shines into the pavilion, it is as thin as a moon.

Master's face is so young, she still looks like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old sister, her celestial dimple is extremely beautiful, pure and flawless, pure and cold, as if it is the first snow in the world after the first judgment of Hongmeng , even the soul is crystal clear, and the long black hair is like the void hanging down through the ages, exuding a light and mysterious fragrance. She was unbelievably straight, and even though she was wearing a thick fur coat, she couldn't hide her proud figure.

Xiaohe stretched out her hand and stroked her long hair, feeling even more lonely in her heart.

Looking at the fluctuating snow outside the pavilion, she took the small wine jug on the stove in front of her, and poured out the last wine in it. Looking out of the pavilion, there were groups of cranes passing by among the clouds outside the pavilion. She stared blankly for a long time, and when she put down the wine glass, the warm wine in the glass had condensed into ice.

In the icy and snowy world, Xiaohe stepped into Yuanchi Realm.

She got up slowly, wrapped in a red cloak and walked across the snow field. When she was parting, the master's words suddenly sounded behind her, "You don't have the blood of the white phoenix in your body."

"What?" Xiaohe was surprised.

"The blood in your body is dragon's blood." After the master said this, he turned his head away drunk again.

Xiaohe's slender figure stood in the snow, not sure if the owner of the fairy building was talking drunk, she stood there for a while, but she didn't see her continue talking, so she walked down the mountain alone.

At the foot of the mountain, Xiaohe met Chu Yingchan in the autumn forest.

Chu Yingchan was sitting sideways on the deer, her white clothes were more snowy than snow, her hair was hanging down, her pretty body was a little thinner, but her expression remained unchanged, as calm as an autumn moon.

Chu Yingchan could tell that Xiaohe had just broken through.

When she was in the second stage of the Immortal Realm, Xiaohe was only in the Xuanzi Realm. Now that she is in the Yuanchi Realm, Xiaohe is also in the Yuanchi Realm. His master is a 16-year-old fairy. Maybe this snow-haired girl It could be earlier, it would be a lie to say that there is no loss in her heart, but this year's recuperation made Chu Yingchan even more indifferent, she looked at Xiaohe, and there was no jealousy in her eyes, she just said: "I will send you off. "

"Okay." Xiaohe didn't refuse either.

Chu Yingchan got off the deer, led the deer and Xiao He walked side by side.

The two of them didn't talk to each other, they just picked some wild chrysanthemums when they passed by a field of wild grass, made two bunches and held them in their hands.

Today is the day when the wall was broken 300 years ago. Flowers were placed at the base of the city, and people stood in front of the wall. According to the custom, people come here to pray and pray for peace on this day.

Xiaohe and Chu Yingchan also put the wild chrysanthemums they picked here, and prayed together facing the wall before they died.

They parted at the city gate.

"You still owe me a competition." Xiaohe said.

"Well, you can come and find me anytime." Chu Yingchan said.

"You are so lifeless, it's useless to beat you up, remember to be more airy when we meet next time." Xiaohe said coldly.

Chu Yingchan nodded in agreement, then asked, "Where are you going?"

"North." Xiaohe said: "It is said that there is a snow mountain there, I want to find it."

This is their last conversation, and the two girls bid farewell.

When Xiaohe was about to leave, she was also a little worried. She was afraid that Lin Shouxi would come after her as soon as she left, but she smiled and shook her head... How could such a thing happen? I was delusional again.

On the sacred mountain, Master and Chu Miao have already sobered up.

"Go to the God Wall together?" Chu Miao asked.

This is what they do every year.

"Let the younger generation do it for me today, I... have other things to do." Master said.

"Other things?" Chu Miao asked in surprise, "What else can I do?"

"I'm going to get my sword back."

"Zhan Palace?"

"Yeah."

After returning to this world, she has divination the whereabouts of Zhan Palace several times, but has never gotten any results. Something seems to cover Zhan Palace, but just last night, she finally figured it out. Location.

It's time to go.

My good apprentice should be there too.

"I still remember the way you pulled out that sword back then, it was really...cute." Chu Miao recalled with a smile ~IndoMTL.com~Of course, that was my sword, except for my appointed apprentice Only I can pull it out. "Master said proudly.

Thousands of years ago, the mysterious lady in the black skirt borrowed a sword from outside the wall. One sword cut off the past of the Space-Time Demon God, and one sword cut off the future of the Space-Time Demon God. The Demon God who was cut into three by two swords was firmly trapped At the moment, he became a trapped beast under the sword. Since then, for thousands of years, this sword has stuck to its pride, and has never been willing to be pulled out again. Until later, the people of Shenshan found this sword from the collapsed family and kept it as a relic. When sending it to Yunkong Mountain, she held the hilt of the sword with both hands and pulled it suddenly, so that people saw its mirror-like blade again after a thousand years.

But she never contacted Master through this sword again.

It seems that with the drawing of the sword, the time and space connected with the sword are also broken, so the story stays forever at the dusk of the sixth day.

"My way is not alone..." Master said softly, with a dazed expression.

"What did you say?" Chu Miao didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Master smiled self-deprecatingly, and she said to Chu Miao: "Your daughter is coming back, please accompany her well, and be patient when talking to her in the future, don't be too impatient, lest you have to worry about it again." Get her mad. And..."

"By the way, help me take care of Bai Zhu."

Bai Zhu, who was eavesdropping behind the wall, quickly poked his head out and shouted: "Bai Zhu can take care of herself, so there is no need to bother sister Chu."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran away, hiding in a place where Chu Miao couldn't find him.

Master looked at the little white radish and laughed dumbfoundedly.

"Goodbye." She said to Chu Miao.

The next moment, her figure disappeared into the snow field. Together with her, there was also a sky full of snow. The sky soon cleared up, and the mountains were covered with silver.

Chu Miao looked at the world of ice and snow outside the pavilion with bewildered drunken eyes, and she was in a daze for a long time before she spoke softly:

"Goodbye, Gong Yu."