History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 1122: Zhuxian Festival on the eve of the decisive battle!

Traveling through space and time, traveling back in the long river of time and space, Jiang Chen fell like a meteor and returned to his old place. .

The clouds are drifting away, and the mountains are in sight.

Jiang Chen is falling rapidly, and below is where the great situation in this world lies. Throughout the ages, countless battles between good and evil, and catastrophes in heaven and earth have all been tied to this place:

Qingyun Mountain!

Scenes of past battles, the person who made his demon heart throb...at this moment, the looming picture, the frontier of disillusionment, everything, as if it was just yesterday .

He is not a devil, but the devil is him!

Jiang Chen subconsciously took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and flew towards Qingyun Mountain. Just as he was about to pass Tongtian Peak, his heart moved, and he landed quickly, heading straight towards a strange mountain behind Tongtian Peak. Flying to the ancient pavilion, there.......is the ancestral hall of Qingyunmen.

There, Jiang Chen felt a familiar aura of a strong man, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and violently released his vitality fluctuations, surging towards the ancestral hall of the ancestor.

In the ancestral hall of the ancestor, a young figure who was sitting quietly was suddenly startled, his face changed drastically, and at the same time, he suddenly stood up, and he looked out the window in surprise.

"Zhang Xiaofan, or Gui Li, old friends meet, don't you plan to treat me to a cup of tea?"

The sudden words, the figure that suddenly appeared, Jiang Chen looked at the horrified young man in front of him, strange and familiar memories of the past came to mind one after another, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

"Ah!"

Shocked and indescribable, Gui Li, or Zhang Xiaofan, suddenly took a few steps back, leaning on the tribute table in the ancestral hall: "The devil...Jiang Chen?!"

"Hehe..."

With a chuckle, the playfulness on Jiang Chen's face became stronger: "It's me, long time no see, I didn't expect you to remember me!"

Looking at the **** demon in front of him, even though Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation has reached an unbelievable level, he couldn't help being horrified: "You... are not dead... ..."

"Ha!"

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to stroke the blood-stained hair on his forehead: "Speaking of which, you can barely be regarded as my disciple. You should be very clear that even if you want to die, it's not a problem if you have reached my level of cultivation. An easy thing to do.”

Zhang Xiaofan's complexion gradually darkened, there was a trace of determination between his brows, although it was hard to hide the horror in his heart, he still asked aloud: "Having disappeared for a hundred years and reappearing, what is your purpose for coming to Qingyun Mountain?!"

"Hundred years? Even if the flow rate of time is different, has it been so long?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help being taken aback, but soon he came back to his senses, and replied with a smile: "Don't worry. I didn't come here for revenge, nor to destroy the world. Don't mention the matter again, I am here this time, just to see old friends."

"You..."

Zhang Xiaofan felt the difference between Jiang Chen and the past, as if he was a completely different person.

Jiang Chen asked with great interest, "Where's that little witch in Baguio?"

"She took Yichen back to Huqi Mountain to visit Aunt You."

With a subconscious response, Zhang Xiaofan woke up with a start, and said with a wry smile: "Yichen is my child with Baguio."

"That's good."

Jiang Chen didn't ask about what happened after the battle at Qingyun Mountain. It's useless to talk about what happened, and he didn't come here for these trifles.

Seeing that Jiang Chen did not seem to be seeking revenge, Zhang Xiaofan finally let go of his tense breath, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. Then, he seemed to suddenly remember What, quickly said: "Go, I'll take you to meet someone!"

"Is it her?"

Hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, a figure suddenly appeared in Jiang Chen's mind, dressed in white as snow, as cold as ice, for a moment, a thousand worries in his heart emerged together.

"She's been waiting for you."

As Zhang Xiaofan said, he quickly walked out of the ancestor's ancestral hall.

Jiang Chen was speechless, and silently followed behind. Both of them were people with astonishing cultivation, and they arrived at Xiaozhufeng in a short while, without disturbing anyone.

The mountain wind blows through the green bamboo forest, bringing up waves of bamboo waves, which echo in the hollow valley and secluded forest.

At this time, it was already late at night, Xiaozhu Peak was quiet, Zhang Xiaofan led Jiang Chen straight to the moon-watching platform.

Watching the moon platform is the most famous place on Xiaozhufeng. It is listed as one of the six scenic spots of Qingyun, "Watching the Moon" together with "Cloud Sea" and "Hongqiao" on Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain.

Same as the Big Bamboo Peak, the back mountain of the Small Bamboo Peak is also covered with dense bamboo forests, but unlike the "black knotted bamboo" on the back mountain of the Big Bamboo Peak, another exotic bamboo is abundant on the Small Bamboo Peak... .Tear bamboo. This kind of bamboo is emerald green in color, with a slender body, nearly twice as few nodes as ordinary bamboo, but the bamboo is extremely tough, known as the best in the world, and even ordinary woodcutters cannot cut it. But the most famous place of tearful bamboo is that on the emerald green bamboo body, there are little pink spots all over, just like the sad tears of a gentle woman, which is extremely beautiful.

And the origin of the name of Xiaozhufeng is also from this.

As for the moon-watching platform, it is actually a lonely cliff hanging in mid-air. Except for the second half which is connected to the mountain, most of it is suspended in the sky. It is said that on a bright moon night, the moonlight will slowly rise from the foot of the mountain and slowly climb up to the moon-watching platform, and the moment when the moonlight fully illuminates the moon-watching platform is also when the moon is in the sky.

When Wangyuetai is the most beautiful, the moonlight will suddenly shine brilliantly, shooting backwards from the smooth Wangyuetai rocks, illuminating the entire Xiaozhufeng in an instant, and standing on the Wangyuetai at that moment It is almost like standing in a fairyland; what's more, it is said that on the night of the full moon that only appears once in a year, people will feel that they are standing on the bright moon, which is infinitely yearning.

According to what Zhang Xiaofan said, in the past hundred years, Lu Xueqi has often danced her sword against the moon here in the dead of night, and tonight is the night of the full moon.

"The moon-watching platform is just ahead, go by yourself."

At the place close to the moon-watching platform, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly stopped in his tracks. The dull and stupid boy in the past has already become the most powerful person in China who shocked the world.

"Thank you."

Jiang Chen passed Zhang Xiaofan and walked forward alone.

Going forward, the bamboo forests on both sides of the mountain road became more and more luxuriant, Jiang Chen's mood was agitated, but walking on this path, listening to the endless waves of bamboo on both sides of the road, he still couldn't help feeling empty in his heart.

I wonder if Xueqi likes this place so much because of this feeling?

Jiang Chen walked forward silently, and after a while, he finally stepped onto the moon platform. He raised his eyes and saw the familiar figure in white clothes standing quietly in the sky at this very moment. On the boulder on the edge of Chugu Cliff, the mountain wind from the endless abyss whistled non-stop, and the white clothes on her body fluttered with the wind.

Tianya was planted on the ground beside her, quietly exuding a light blue glow, reflecting the bright moon in the sky, exuding an indescribable loneliness and sadness.

A lonely sword, a lonely person, a lonely night, under the moonlight, brewing a long-term longing, lingering in my heart... I don't know if it is love or hate?

She was alone, in the dead of night, in a secluded place, slowly, she opened her arms, and in front of her was boundless darkness, as if the sky and the earth were boundless.

The wind is so fast, rushing into her arms seems to tear people apart, the darkness under her feet is ready to move, stretching out a dark hand from an unknown place, wrapping around her body, trying to pull her into the abyss.

It's just that she was crazy, staring silently, the wind blowing her thin body at the moment, like a lily flower floating in the dark.

"Chuckling..."

A sharp sound suddenly resounded in the dark night, echoing far away.

Tianya Excalibur was out of its sheath, shining brightly in the darkness, and the white figure jumped up, catching Tianya in mid-air, the bitter mountain wind swept up, accompanied by the white figure, On the moon-watching platform, a beautiful sword dance began.

Autumn water falls like a long sky, turning into a boundless Milky Way, twirling and moving in the hands of Xianxian, running happily in the dark night. Sometimes it soars to the sky, sometimes it falls to the ground, sometimes it turns into a streamer in silver clothes, yearning for that peerless face; sometimes it disperses into a sky full of stars, shining brightly.

She was standing on the moon platform, biting her lips deeply, closing her eyes, her body seemed to be floating in the wind, like fluttering catkins, like cold flowers, dancing in a poignant and beautiful figure in this world.

She turned into a white floating light, exhausted all her strength, her face was so pale, as if she could still see faint beads of sweat, but she didn't stop, maybe her body was tired, so she could forget everything!

"Ding!"

With a soft crisp sound~IndoMTL.com~ Tianya Excalibur slowly fell from its hand, the sharp edge of the sword ignored the hard rock at all, piercing into it silently like pricking snow. into the stone.

The brilliant and beautiful white figure gradually lowered itself, and the darkness quietly surged up.

Who is panting in the dark?

The night wind blew coldly, and gently blew her body like snow-white clothes. Her temples and hair were already messed up, messing up a pool of spring water and a fairy heart. Only the deepest heart Sorrow, screaming in the night wind.

Jiang Chen quietly looked at her back, that familiar back, he never dared to take a step forward, he didn't dare to take a step forward, he was not qualified to take this step, he was not his heart after all magic.

Just being silent like this, there seemed to be some complicated emotions in his eyes, and his eyes were flickering non-stop. After a long while, he finally couldn't help letting out a sigh.

"Ah......"

In the stillness of the night, this sigh came so abruptly, in an instant, the night wind galloping in the mountains stopped suddenly, and the bright moon in the sky also became dim.

Standing up suddenly, looking back, she was like a dream, and she came into her eyes. There was a familiar yet unfamiliar figure, which she had seen countless times in her dreams, but now, right in front of her eyes, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment. .

"Is that you?"

Like a fairy under the moon, she walked step by step, came to Jiang Chen, stretched out a hand, trembling, and stroked Jiang Chen's cheek.

She is so cautious, afraid that there are only dream bubbles in front of her eyes, if she exerts a little force, everything will shatter and disappear.

The palm touching the cheek, the familiar temperature, the familiar breath, seemed to awaken the demon in Jiang Chensenzang's heart. In an instant, the blood in his pupils surged, and an inexplicable sentiment emerged, which made him murmur involuntarily:

"Xueqi......"