Nine Cents Refining

When Sun Hao just set foot on the road of practice, when he first saw the cloud purple smoke, his heart was filled with admiration and filled with the feeling of being shocked.

I remember that at that time, I saw the cloud purple smoke for the first time. She was high on the top, not eating the fireworks, cold and noble.

In tears, Sun Hao seems to have returned to the past, and saw a fairy fluttering in white, proudly standing on the Qingyun battle boat, the fairy is like water, the fingers are fibrillated, the skin is like gelatin, the white is pink, long Straight down the ankle, the blue silk dances with the wind, the eyebrows are swept away, the powder is not applied on the surface, but it still can't cover the beautiful face...

What is different from the old man who secretly accepts himself is that he was a disciple of purple smoke in the face of many monks.

Ziyan is the first teacher in his name, and he is actually her first disciple.

I remember that at that time, the purple smoke of the first time to receive the disciple, and the first time to become a disciple, were ignorant. I don’t know what attitude to treat my master or disciple, and carefully, between each other. Get closer.

After the contact, I slowly understood that the surface of the purple smoke was cold, and I actually had a fist to protect myself; the surface of the purple smoke was arrogant and indifferent, the actual mind was pure and kind, and the rare heart had a heart.

The two people's emotions are gradually developed and matured. After experiencing the pursuit of the white demon night, in the big array, the purple smoke disregarded the broken Jin Dan, and won the breakthrough time for themselves.

When I waited for myself to return from the island of the Soul, I was faced with the forced marriage of the same person Jindan real person...

Pure jade man, at that time, a heart all cast on his own body, for his own sake, to fight against each other, how can Sun Hao forget that she fell in her arms, pear flowers with rain, crying off the liver and intestines, how I will not forget that she is as affectionate as her own sea.

Unconsciously, the emotions slowly sublimated, and the feelings of mentoring and appreciating, slowly turned into an unforgettable couple.

Sun Hao seems to see that he is alone in the Sui Ningkong Tower, suppressing the return of a fairy mountain, a moonlit night.

The cloud purple smoke appeared outside the golden light of the pagoda. Under the moonlight, Tingting stood up, and the cold voice passed from far away: "Xiaohao, let me in."

Among the bright moonlight, the cold and pure jade face of the cloud purple smoke looks crystal clear and translucent.

When she was happy to meet her, she heard her tenderness and said: "Xiaohao, I am afraid that you are alone, come to accompany you."

When you say that you must be able to practice under the golden light of the condensed tower, it is difficult to make progress.

Yun Ziyan whispered softly: "Xiaohao, I know you will say this, so before I came here, I showed the technique of breaking the life of Dan, and I came to accompany you..."

Broken Dan Tianshou! She actually would rather break Jin Dan to add some life to herself, just to have more time to accompany herself.

Sun Hao seems to see that the purple smoke looks at the moon, the eyes have infinite tenderness, the face has a burst of red tide, but it really broke the **** of the master and the apprentice, provoked her courage, whispered her **** Acacia: "Xiao Hao, whenever the night is quiet, I will always look forward to the moon, I look forward to your return, you go out these years, I often sleep all night, worry about you, good, after the death of Dan Tianshou, My repairs will not be allowed in the end, and maybe I will die in front of you, but I feel that I can spend a few hundred years with you on this sacred mountain, for me, this ratio Everything is important, Xiaohao, don’t you take me up? After the break of Dan Tianshou, it’s worse than the mortal’s physical strength!”

At that time, as I am now, my heart was in pain.

But at that time, I finally opened my heart, and completely separated the bond between the master and the apprentice. The arms were stretched out and the purple smoke was hugged tightly. The head was tied to her chest, silently. Crying, and finally, accepted the purple smoke.

Those who have kept their own lives in the same year, the rising and falling of the moon are still blooming. When the sea is changed to mulberry, this situation will never change.

Now pity in the arms, like the moon palace lady.

It’s shy and irritating, and there’s a faint blush in the cold.

In my heart, I have deep pity, deep apology, and deep cherish.

How many times, under the moonlight, squatting at the Iraqi people, looking at the moon palace together, standing beside the side of the grazing, purple smoke in the arms, holding a small fire, sometimes, Sun Hao will hold dark blue.

Returning to the mountains, in the night wind, standing and standing, the hair is flying, the shadow of the moon is sparse, like the old days.

In the small courtyard, the male peasants and women weaved together, together with the rough tea.

The mood of the cloud purple smoke, like her personality, is light and elegant, with fragrance and not gloom, faint, refreshing, like the breeze, soothing the soul of Sun Hao.

Embracing the purple smoke, Sun Hao’s heart slowly calmed down.

The aftermath of the war has gradually subsided.

The excitement after the promotion gradually subsided.

The slightest uneasiness and embarrassment of the town of Yinuo in the millennium has turned into a natural and calm.

Deep affection is deeply restrained, apology is also deeply restrained, and the memory of the comrades who are dying is also deeply restrained.

In the tender embrace of purple smoke, he truly became a mortal, diligent, family-friendly, hardworking, ordinary mortal with a wife and a wife.

Sun Hao still remembers that many times, the gradually growing old cloud purple smoke said: "My happiest thing is to grow old in your arms, and you still love me so much."

Clouds and purple smoke are old, still old and elegant and noble.

Sun Hao is still holding the palm of his hand.

How could Sun Hao forget the bright night of the moon, and return to the top of a mountain, Yun Ziyan leaned on Sun Hao’s shoulder and muttered: “Xiaohao, in the afterlife, I am still married to you.”

In the second world, Ziyan found himself under the arrangement of fate, and reincarnation became Ji Ruxue with the same cold character. From the side of the wilderness, he took himself out and gave himself a place to shelter from the wind and rain. I accepted myself from the bottom of my heart and became the head of my own Yin Peng.

That life, I couldn’t distinguish between snow and purple smoke. In fact, the two of them are so similar, their personality is similar, the way of doing things is similar, and they are soft and internal, but they have not been able to distinguish her reincarnation. body.

Because there are many past events and stories in my heart, I didn’t even have the Tao who really accepted her as a snow. After encountering the forced marriage of the Flying People, she chose Ningwei’s jade to be ruthless...

That sentiment of the world, let yourself anger and crown, destroyed the immortal silver city of the flying people.

Gellan is the third world of Yun Ziyan. In fact, from the beginning, there were many anomalies and many visions, but why can't I think of it?

The emotions of myself and Gerland are getting deeper and deeper, but why didn’t they think that Gellan would be a reincarnation of purple smoke? Obviously, there are so many doubts on Gerland, why don’t you pay attention to it, why don’t you think about it?

In particular, after the fall of Awu and its integration into the tomb of Joan, why did he not think that Gellan was actually a reincarnation of purple smoke?

Some of them are so similar. They are born with a trace of the soul, not filled, and the trace of the soul, in fact, Xiaoqing and Ru Xue are concerned about their true feelings, turned into a drop of immortal blood, entered their own Must condense the empty tower.

However, when I discovered that Ao was the reincarnation of Xiaoqing and Qionger, I should have thought of it myself, but why did I forget it?

They are so similar ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Also, Sansheng III, the experience of Ziyan is so similar, how do you think about it now? I was forced to marry, almost fallen, II was forced to marry, directly fallen, III is actually a misunderstanding of forced marriage, the staunch purple smoke, the staleful Gerlan actually made the same choice, rather than jade is not a complete.

What kind of sorrow is this! Three generations of life, three love, three love, no fate.

This last time, I still forced her to do this. In the end, this world could have been better, but why didn’t I think of it?

The sorrow that travels through time and space, the sorrow that passes through time and space, is not someone else's, it is one's own, but why isn't he judged before?

All of this, why? why?

Holding the inexhaustible spirit of Gellan, I feel the weaker and weaker fire, and Sun Hao’s heart is like a knife.

The body of the small fire swayed into the form of the body, and jumped on the shoulder of Sun Hao. He said softly in his heart: "Brother, Xiaohong sister asked me to give you a sentence, change the life, time and space. Shuttle..."7419