Legend of the Cultivation God Chapter 1142: Spring dreams have no traces, autumn tents are empty

Chapter one hundred and forty-two chapters of the spring dream is innocent, and the autumn tent is empty

"It seems that there is only this remnant Mountain Village, there is the remnant Mountain Village of his Aura, and there is the remnant Mountain Village that he shared with him. I ... can I make myself half-hearted ... have some truth Consolation! "

"Perhaps ... you may not know ... the origin of this" remaining fragrance "..." Yue Mingxin's words are a little lower, I don't know if it is insufficient Primordial Qi, or is it because of Yue Mingxin's shyness, Zhang Xiaohua In my heart, I can almost see Yue Mingxin's veiled face, a little ruddy ...

"Spring dreams have no traces, autumn tents are empty"

Yue Mingxin ’s mouth murmured, and his face looked up again, almost out of control, sadly said: "Yang Lang, Yang Lang, when you and I were so loving, you read this poem while Brows my eyebrows, what's the fun of the boudoir? Such happiness ... Isn't ... you don't miss it at all? "

"Even if you have Immortal Dao, you have longevity, but ... Immortal Dao is bleak, without my company ... can you have a happy life?"

"Shiliping Lake is full of frost, blue and blue, and it is a year of sadness, looking at each other in the moon shape, only the mandarin ducks do not envy the fairy!"

"Yang Lang, even ordinary folks can know the truth. You ... why are you so obsessed with it? If ... you would n’t be able to block you like this before you and I were not seriously injured, but ... since Immortal Dao is unpredictable , You and I have such a bad relationship ... why can't you ... for me ... abandon everything? "

"Perhaps this emotion is a concern for women, whether they are village women or fairies, but for men, it is just a Burden, an experience ... Yanglang ..."

Yue Mingxin ’s voice is no longer crisp, it is full of sorrow ... the sound of sobbing gradually .....

The Flickering lights of "Wow Boom", the projection of Yuan Mingxin ’s Yuanshen gradually faded. At this time, Yue Mingxin raised his head and said in a weak tone: "Xian, maybe my generation cultivating the Truth The lifelong pursuit of love should also be a necessity for my generation of cultivating the Truth. Without love, what kind of fun is it to become a fairy? Daoyou, this humble Daoist said for a long time, but it makes you laugh! Well, time is running out, early Yesterday, this humble Daoist received the communication of Xuan Kong and Sutra Master. At noon today, I had a grudge with this humble Daoist in front of Wu Ming / nameless lake. this humble Daoist knew that this humble Daoist had angered Karma last time at Great Forest Buddhist Temple. Then Xuan Kong and Sutra Master Cultivation Base were not bad. Now poor Dao Cultivator is a retrogression, and most of them are not their opponents. At this meeting, whether it is fierce or auspicious, it is needless to say. "

"This wooden hairpin was hand-made by this humble Daoist, originally to keep Yanglang back, so that he can see it, but now ... Daoyou came here, Yanglang still did not come, and the poor Dao Yuan God projection is coming soon. Dissipation, Yang Lang ... I am afraid that it will have fallen long ago, Daoyou ... Whether you are a man or a woman, this wooden hairpin will be left to you. Tell the story of this wooden hairpin to your lover to let him value you more Fate! "

"Ten years of repairs meet together, hundred years repairs the same boat ferry, 1,000 years repairs sleep together ..."

"The relationship between human beings is not only judged by time? If it is not, even if 10,000 years ... where can I see one side? Alas ... It ’s better to forget each other than rivers and lakes, Xiao Hua, Xiao Daoist ... Your words ...... Concubine only had to understand today ... "Yue Mingxin murmured suddenly again, his eyes looked into the distance, and there were some nostalgia in his eyes.

"Xiao Hua? Which ... which one is it?" Zhang Xiaohua didn't even feel the slightest feeling. He never heard Huan Wuxin talk about the name.

"However, if you were not Xiao Daoist ... the concubine's body was even greatly reduced from Cultivation Base, you don't have to fall in love with the world ... causing such a tragedy ..." Yue Mingxin murmured a few words, almost silent, Then he looked up and smiled and said: "Okay, Daoyou ... know why this humble Daoist calls you Daoyou, you are really different from my Spreading Fragrance Doctrine Heart Law, and it is difficult for you ... to listen to the this humble Daoist story ... for a long time ... and ... … Great Forest Buddhist Temple ... Xuan Kong ... There is a problem ... this humble Daoist is in ... "

After hearing Yue Mingxin's tone, One Revolution called himself this humble Daoist and called himself a Taoist friend. Zhang Xiaohua was shocked. After listening to Yue Mingxin's words, he seemed to have known that he was not Spreading Fragrance Doctrine Disciple, but immediately ... Yue Mingxin's Yuan The shadow of God's projection gradually faded, and even the last sentence did not make it clear, that is, brilliance, which was transformed into a little bit, dissipated between heaven and earth!

"Alas, Yue Mingxin, the founder of Spreading Fragrance Doctrine, the top figure of First Generation Immortal Dao. But ... as a woman ... there is such a bleak and graceful love story! Mo Younv, Yue Mingxin, which one is again Is it true "Yue Mingxin"? "Zhang Xiaohua saw the disappearance of Yuan Mingxin ’s projection of GD6GG as Light & Shadow, and he felt a bit sad in his heart. secretly thought:" When leaving Yuanshen projection, Yue Senior did n’t know himself yet The ending is to be suppressed under the frowning tower, but to make a farewell plan! But it is farewell, and do n’t forget to leave Yang Senior a trace of souvenirs, I hope Yang Senior can come and see. Unfortunately, 10,000 years ... Yang Senior I do n’t know where I went. Month Senior was suppressed under Mochou Lake. What is Yang Senior doing? Yang Senior did n’t come, but I ... came here, this ... the reason before 10,000 years is now The "fruit", but this "fruit" is not an ending, perhaps a speechless ending! "

"But ... what is the last sentence of the month Senior ... what does it mean? Is there a problem with the Xuan Kong and Sutra Master of Great Forest Buddhist Temple? What is the problem? ...... All the things before 10,000 years are counted, and the problem becomes no problem ... "

"Oh, what a feeling this is, this is okay, the month Senior, the kid remembers the story of Senior, in fact ... you may not know, your story as Mochou girl has been circulating on the shore of Mochou Lake, countless The literati Mo Ke is reciting the story of Mo Chou Nu ... Although ... the story is different from what you said ... but ... the world pursues perfection, the love of love, and it is no different from the Senior before 10,000 years ... if you are Knowing this ... Mochou Lake, maybe you can look away! "

When speaking, Zhang Xiaohua looked at the wooden hairpin carved from ordinary mahogany on the table. It felt extremely precious in his heart. It was really more important than the real purple Phoenix hairpin. The four different but identical purple phoenix hairpins are put into the money bag. Zhang Xiaohua has begun to imagine how to tell the dream of this Mochou girl in the future, and how to insert the wood hairpin into the hair of the dream. On top of the bun, how did you bit the dream's earlobe and the poem that she said, "Spring dreams have no traces, and the autumn tent is empty"!

But ... Suddenly, there was a stir in his heart: "Dream is Holy Maiden of Demon Dao, I am Immortal Dao Qi Refining, she is carrying Inheritance of Heavenly Dragon Doctrine Demon Dao, and I am shouldering the great cause of the North Dipper faction! This ... is not Biyang Senior and Yue Senior's ... greater disparity? This ... Karma made me rushed from Pingyang City to Mochou City, but the achievement was a warning to me? Could it be ... My heart palpitations in Pingyang City is because of ... this ... …. ”

For a time, Zhang Xiaohua full head sweated, and it seemed that he felt dominated by a Formless hand!

Turning downstairs, Zhang Xiaohua stood in front of Yue Mingxin's portrait again. At this time, though veiled, Zhang Xiaohua seemed to be able to see Yue Mingxin's Yi Yi Yi Yi's face, and seemed to be able to see the frowning of love. , It seems to see a little joy in the eyes, and a little cunning!

"Oh, nothing," Zhang Xiaohua arched a long body, giving a deep gift, and said to himself: "If the person of Senior, if ... If dreams are like you, such thoughts and thoughts, disasters, the kid gives up What Immortal Dao, what to give up Immortal Dao Qi Refining, what is the point? "

"One person has not lived for decades, and has been accompanied by dreams. This life is not a waste of time. However, if the kid can help Heavenly Dragon Doctrine find a Śakra, so that the Heavenly Dragon Doctrine system can be Inheritance, then ... can the dream be with the kid Laughing proudly together? "

"But ... can't do it, the daughter of Dream still needs Heavenly Dragon Doctrine Holy Maiden ... Alas, this humble Daoist is wondering, how could the children of Śakra and Holy Maiden be the daughter ?????

Zhang Xiaohua is getting more and more troubled, it seems ... except that he has to go to Heavenly Dragon Doctrine to be a laborer's Śakra, he can be with dreams, otherwise foundation ... there is no good way!

"God, since it made me run into a dream, why did I make such a choice?"

Zhang Xiaohua finally glanced at the portrait of Yue Mingxin, and stood up, flying like an arrow to Poyang Town. It seemed that he wanted to escape from Mochou City. The farther it seemed, the farther the moment of choice would be!

I used to go to Heavenly Dragon Doctrine to see my dreams. At this time, I was strangled by the urgency of that choice. Even Zhang Xiaohua thought of it. If I saw Śakra, Śakra would let myself go to Heavenly Dragon Doctrine. What should I do?

In a few days, Zhang Xiaohua returned to Poyang Town and saw Zhang Xiaohua ’s slightly gloomy expression. Li Jinfeng restrained himself from being extremely surprised, without asking Zhang Xiaohua how to fly from the distant Mochou City so quickly. "When I returned to Poyang Town, I was only slightly concerned and said:" Xiaohua, has the matter been dealt with? Let's ... can we go back! "

Zhang Xiaohua silently points nods.

Qu Zhigao's family regarded Zhang Xiaohua as a fairy master, so naturally they panicked and dared not talk more.

In the few days after Zhang Xiaohua left, Qu Zhigao had prepared everything he should have had. He even bought two carriages and even hired a driver to help him catch another carriage!

When I see Zhang Xiaohua coming back, I will leave the same place and prepare the two carriages as soon as possible. Please ask Zhang Xiaohua to get on the bus and take a look at Zhang Xiaohua. I whispered: "The driver is not necessary. Take a trip, and we have to come back when we get to this place. The carriage this humble Daoist is just for us! "

Qu Zhigao hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "This is what Master Xian said, you ... but how can the teacher of the dog help you catch the car? No way, no way!"

"Is there anything wrong?" Zhang Xiaohua's expression sullenly said, "I haven't done anything before, rest assured ... it won't be worse than you!"

But the chauffeur next to him, with anxiety on his face, quickly said: "This ... little Young Lord, you ... let the little one do the work, the little ... the whole family is waiting for this I have a job for silver(money). The three-point fixed silver given by the counter dispenser, the small one has already bought it for rice. If you catch the car, the small one does not go ... The small one has no money to return to the counter dispenser, and the small family four Year old child ... starving again! "

"This ..." Zhang Xiaohua heard it, and looked at the man ’s pleated face, full of Trace blown out by the wind and frost. It was the same as his father a few years ago. Out!

Immediately, Zhang Xiaohua seemed to be enlightened and laughed, hiding the moisture in his eyes, and said, "The teenager does not know the taste of sorrow, and he uses the new words to say sorrow. Autumn! The ancients sincerely do n’t lie to others! Others are still bowing down for Wu Dou Mi. How can I qualify to express my sorrow in front of others? Please, the uncle, please hurry up ... the fare, this humble Daoist doubles ... "

"Yes, thank you Young Lord!" The man was overjoyed, with a smile on his face!

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