Immortal Voices Chapter 21: Transition (Qingyun plus more)

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Holy Mountain Haotian Immortal Sect.

"Yu Xiu, you promise me that if I am not here, you must live well."

"Yu Xiu, live, you must live."

The young man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, and a touch of cinnabar on his forehead gave people an amazing feeling.

The aura of his whole body seems to be cold and icy in a polar place, his jade crown tied with hair, and a white lotus-patterned brocade robe can see his lofty status in the sect.

Shen Jiuliu rubbed his temples tiredly, stood up and went to the window, looking at the deep and broad water outside, he took a deep breath, and a daze flashed in his eyes.

He has been in the Haotian Immortal Sect since he can remember, and now it has been thirteen years. He often has the same dream. After waking up from the dream, he forgets completely, but that often appears in the dream. The voice in was carved into the brain.

Who is that person makes him feel like a knife when he thinks of it.

Take out the old white purse from the neck, Shen Jiuliu gently touched the bunch of flowers on it, and asked softly: "Sister He, do you know what kind of flower it is?"

Fenhe walked over lightly, looked down, smiled and said, "It's a cedar tree flower."

"Fir tree flowers?" Shen Jiuliu repeated.

"Yeah." Fenhe thought for a while, and said: "It is said that cedar flowers can bring luck to people. Even if misfortune occurs, they can be reborn from Nirvana."

Shen Jiuliu's hand holding his purse tightly, does it represent luck and rebirth?

Where did she go for the one who left her luck and rebirth to herself.

The blood in the dream stabbed him distressed, and the blood stains on the purse that couldn't be washed away and the bloodshot inside the stone doll gave him a sense of ominousness.

Who is the person who gave him these things? Is that person—still in this world? !

"Does our sect have this flower?" Shen Jiuliu asked suddenly.

Fenhe shook his head: "No."

Seeing the lonely look of the Young Sovereign, Fenhe added: "It is said that a city surrounded by Nanzhou sea is full of cedar trees, and the cedar flowers are often undefeated due to the skills of the people who take care of them."

Shen Jiuliu opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously asked: "Does that city have a name?"

Fenhe thought for a while, and replied: "Yes, it is called Guitucheng."

"Return to the earth? Since it represents Nirvana, why do you want to return to the dust to return to the dust? It's a strange name." Shen Jiuliu muttered to himself.

"Young Sect Master, Young Sect Master." Fenhe called out.

Shen Jiuliu came back to his senses and said: "Sister He, I want to leave the holy mountain."

Fenhe looked at him helplessly and said, "Sect Master, you are not the first to make this request. You should also know what your body is like. In the past ten years, you suffered every month on the night of the full moon. With the pain of heartburn, even the sect master is helpless, but in the past three years, it has been frequently to once every three days. The less sect master, the sect master will not worry about letting you go."

Shen Jiu left the cinnabar consciously touching his eyebrows, and that inexplicable voice sounded in his mind: my descendants of the Yu family have assumed the role of guardian. If one day my grandchildren guard and steal, they will suffer the pain of heartburn day by day. Dead end.

"Fang Xiu until his death..." Shen Jiuliu's hand holding his purse shook. What happened to the pain he suffered, what he had forgotten, and how could he remember it.

"Jiuliu." A familiar voice came, and Shen Jiuliu knew who the person was without looking back.

The next moment, Lily of the valley was already standing beside him.

Thirteen years have passed, and Lily of the valley has grown up. Wearing a white disciple suit on her makes her more innocent and innocent.

"Long stay, you are looking at this purse again." Lily of the valley pouted and said, "Do you think of something every day when you look at it?"

Shen Jiuliu shook his head, and said firmly: "One day, I will remember."

Lily of the valley pulled up his sleeves and her eyes were full of sly: "Let's stay for a long time, don't think about it, let's go, accompany the senior sister to practice swords."

Fenhe hurriedly stopped: "Lily of the valley, Young Sect Master's body is just right. Please stop making trouble with him and let him have a good rest."

Suzuran retorted: "I also know that Junior Brother is just right, but Junior Brother is always thinking about it when he is alone, so it is better to go out to practice swords with me, maybe you will not get sick again if you feel better." /

Fenhe was speechless when she said so strongly.

Shen Jiuliu faintly picked up the sword on the side, with a calm expression: "Don't you want to practice sword? Let's go."

Lily of the valley smiled happily, and the love in her eyes couldn't hide: "Okay, I know that the long stay will hurt the sister the most."

Looking at the backs of the two going away, Fenhe is a little worried. Lily of the valley has always liked the young master, and the great elder and the master are happy to see it.

But the eyes of the Young Sect Master looked at Suzuran without the affection of men and women. He only regarded Suzuran as an older sister who took good care of him. Alas, I hope that the Young Master can regain consciousness as soon as possible.

Outside the sacred mountain.

Late night, Broken Leaf City, Xizhou.

The moonlight is bright, slowly shed, as if covering the entire Broken Leaf City with a layer of silver yarn.

The bustling streets during the day were quiet at this time. At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded one after another.

A blue figure jumped over the wall and fled, fast. Behind him, a young woman in a colorful dress desperately pursued with a sword.

"Hey, I said Lou Sanniang, isn't it just a pot of wine? Does it need to chase me for three days and three nights? Is it possible that you fell in love with me, so you chased me?" There was a scornful voice, making the woman behind him almost out of breath.

She flashed quickly and stopped in front of the man, her charming face was icy: "Fall in love with you? Are you daydreaming. I tell you Yunyoufeng, put the wine back for me, otherwise I will let You can't drink alcohol forever."

Yun Youfeng sat on the wall condescendingly looking at Lou Sanniang, he hehe smiled: "But I have finished drinking, otherwise I won't worry about drinking it next time I steal, and I will let it go when you chase me down. Go back."

Lou Sanniang yelled in anger: "Asshole!"

When the two were about to fight, their faces suddenly changed.

They stood up straight in unison, looking at the intersection ahead warily.

The sound of footsteps from far to near, following the unhurried steps, the gentle voice of the man came with a faint fragrance of medicine: "It's such a good day and night, you chase me, beat and scold casually, Sanniang's travel style is so elegant."

Hearing this sound, the eyes of the two of them lit up: "Rong Xian."

The visitor wore a purple dress with a silver gauze, a purple jade belt tied around his waist, and his black hair was bound by a wooden hairpin, lazily draped behind him.

She carried the medicine box, and only the pouch accessories with cedar tree pattern embroidered around her waist exuded a faint fragrance of medicine.

Compared with eight years ago, she has grown taller and more beautiful, and the aura around her body is more peaceful and kind, and her phoenix eyes smile softly and softly, as if she had contained the moonlight in the sky.

"It's really you, Rong Xian." Yun Youfeng jumped down from the wall, came to Rong Xian and looked at her carefully, and joked: "We are here, the genius doctor Rong who can live to death, see You are really fortunate for three lives."