Zhu Xian Qi Yuan gl

Time always slips away silently.

The disorder of time and space caused the four seasons to run irregularly for a period of time, but the laws of nature will eventually return to their proper track.

The rapidly sprouting emerald green, the blooming prosperity, the cool breeze, the blue sky, and the torrent flowing on the earth, all quickly restored their original appearance in amazement, which can be said to be a gift from nature, or a compensation.

The past will inevitably become history.

No matter how sad Shang is, if he is alive, he must learn to temporarily forget.

The people who grew up on this land rebuilt their homes, and all sects returned to their territories, preparing for the post-war revival, and everything was carried out tenaciously in silence.

Qingyun, Xiaozhufeng.

Jingzhuxuan retains her unique tranquility, where the time in the mountains is bred in the whirling of bamboo leaves.

In the quiet, there are whispers in the house.

"The catastrophe is over, and the heroes on Qingyun Mountain have all left one after another. All the forces are busy rebuilding, but after this catastrophe, it may be difficult for all sects and factions to revive and prosper. Some small sects are extinct, some will decline without elites, and some will lose their inheritance. Qingyun has a long history and rich foundation, so it will not decline, but it is still difficult. It is worth paying attention to Yuqing Palace within a month Just rebuild it. Hmph, Xiao Yicai's leadership is really much better than his peers, and the strategy of the city government is an opponent that cannot be ignored. Now he is busy with the reconstruction of Hongqiao, alas~ I am talking to myself, you listen not see."

Sitting in front of the bed was a woman in black who was talking to herself. She watched Shuiyue, who was still unconscious, withdraw the Vermilion bird mark hanging above her.

There were cracks in the Vermilion Bird seal, and You Ji was sweating profusely when she finished her work, but it didn't affect her talking to herself just now. She rubbed her sore left arm, and You Ji secretly wondered if she was getting old.

All the members of the Ghost King Sect went to Heyang, but she was the only one who remained on Qingyun Mountain.During the battle, in order to help Lu Xueqi break through Tianya's restriction, she was seriously injured. Although she still felt her left arm, she couldn't use any strength, so it was useless.

She refused medical treatment.

Standing in front of Shuiyue's bed, the daily routine on Qingyun Mountain is to heal Shuiyue's wounds.

This is a promise, and she, Suzaku, will keep it even if she wastes half her life in cultivation.

Getting up and stretching her muscles, You Ji went to the window, pushed the window open and closed, the breeze brought the fragrance of bamboo, the weather was fine, but deserted.

Three months have passed since that fierce battle, and it is still like yesterday, a nightmare.

After the battle at Tongtian Peak, she was unable to rush to the Shura battlefield, but she had already heard about what happened on the Shura battlefield.

"Ah~"

Heyang city

The city that has become an empty space has begun to take shape under the hardworking and hopeful reconstruction of people. It is definitely not as prosperous as before, but as long as the city is built, the prosperity and glory will return. The most difficult part is over, and everything will be fine. .

The people in Heyang City are scattered, and the disciples of the Demon Cult have become the main force. The two factions of Hehuan and Ghost King have joined forces, and the efficiency is amazing. The factions have been fighting for a hundred years, and they never thought that there would be such a day of supporting each other.Within the sphere of influence of Zhengdao Central Plains, they jointly found a home that suits them.

"Miss Feiyan, you see that the small courtyard in the eastern suburbs has been built, you and Zhao Xue and the others should move in first, you are injured, we rough old men, just use this prismatic tile, as long as there is a cover Where it rains, you can sleep." The disciple of Ghost King Sect stopped Fei Yan who was in charge of carrying, and Yan Hui nodded to her not far away.

Feiyan pondered for a while, then agreed, and ordered Luyi to clean up first, then turned around and saw the weakest Zhao Xue standing there holding a few horses, looking at someone blankly.

Feiyan followed her line of sight and saw an earthen wall supported by wooden piles. Feiyan shook her head and sighed, and turned around without calling her.

A lone figure sits on a low-level earthen wall. The earthen wall is leaning against a wooden stake, and he is also leaning against an outstretched wooden stake. He is looking at the sky motionlessly, with loose black hair hanging on his black clothes. , a monkey leaned on his lap, neither eating nor drinking, and occasionally answered Yan Hui's inquiries twice, so he could sit there for a day.

It's not that he's lost his soul, it's just that he has experienced a lot of vicissitudes.

Occasionally, a male disciple of Qingyun would sit with him for one day, and then fly the fairy sword towards a distant valley the next day, and then fly back to Qingyun Mountain, and so on.

Tianyin.

The realm of Buddhism far away from the battlefield is the fastest place to recover.

Devout believers come here to fulfill their vows, thank God for the blessing, and the people who burn incense and pay homage to the Buddha, step on the threshold of the temple, come and go, come and go, the Buddha's words are destined, Amitabha.

In the Daxiong Hall, the eminent monks of high morality and respect are gently ringing the bell, accompanied by the sound of wooden fish, and the low voices of young monks chanting scriptures, telling the story of Buddha to the believers.

Outside the box garden in the backyard of the temple, in the middle of the Futu Pagoda forest, sat a monk in white who listened to the Sanskrit sound.

Pu Hong came over, looked at his apprentice, and sighed.

After the catastrophe, Tianyin Temple did not stay for too long, and returned to Mount Sumeru. After returning from making amulets, he spent three days bathing and burning incense, and then came to the Futu Pagoda Forest alone, and devoted himself to reciting Buddha for three months without sleep. endlessly.

He wears the stars and wears the moon, and has to sit for a year in dry meditation, with morning bells and evening drums, in order to petition the Buddha.

Pray for the fulfillment of the thoughts of too many people.

It wasn't because he was reluctant to let go of the worldly feelings, and the five aggregates were not empty, but because of his compassion, he had a deeper epiphany in the girl in the blood shirt.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha..." Faxiang closed his eyes and chanted sutras while listening to the bell of the temple.

Incense.

This sect is most closely related to Shura who disappeared in this time and space. After staying in the Central Plains for three months, Li Xun led his disciples back to the deep valley.

On the first day, back to the valley, the news spread all over Fenxiang, and the crying disciples of Fenxiang and the disciples of Fenxiang who had already shed their tears all became silent in the end in daze and sadness.

The next day, people gathered in Dragon's Breath Square for the usual rehearsal, but no one moved, they all lowered their heads, no one spoke to anyone, and the five clans didn't dare to talk too much, the whole square was dead silent.

On the third day, each of them nested in their rooms, closed the door and did not come out. Burning incense became a valley of death and silence.

Day [-]...

Day [-]...

……

Li Xun called all the disciples of Fenxiang to the front of the Shanhe Hall. Standing on the high steps, he shouted in a low voice: "Cry! Let him/mother cry out loudly for me, shout out! Then, after crying, do What you should do."

Li Xun yelled like this, he was so angry that he choked up so much, his eyes were moist and frighteningly red, and he refused to shed tears.

Then that day, You Gu wailed and wailed like a ghost at a funeral.

Afterwards, no one mentioned that day, and everything in Fenxiang Valley returned to normal.

No one mentioned that person anymore, and there was no memorial tablet for that person in the mourning hall.

She, like the bright red of incense, is in my heart.

The land of China has regained the tranquility and peace that she should have.

In the place where the end once happened, there are green grass, gurgling rivers, and in the valley adjacent to the boundless grassland, there are brilliant lights, birds contending, animals playing, fairy mountains and mist, a fairyland on earth.

The clouds and mist lingering in the mountains and forests were pushed aside by the rainbow, and a beautiful woman in white slowly walked out of the valley.

She is very beautiful, so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that everyone knows her.Her anecdotes are popular among everyone.Her righteous deeds will last forever.What she has done is admirable.Her person is admirable and unforgettable.She will be remembered by the world for a hundred years, a thousand years, or even longer.

Her story will be passed down, but she doesn't know how long her sadness will be remembered by others.

She is Lu Xueqi, she has a story, a status, and an identity. Now, she is just a sad person.

She calls herself, idiot.

Lu Xueqi walked to the grass, where the man kissed her fiercely, stood there for a while, then took out Tianya and stuck it on the ground, then sat down on the floor, with her legs bent and her back leaning against Tianya.

The breeze was blowing her black hair, slightly messy, she raised her hands behind her ears, quietly looking at the distant sky, sitting for a long time, sometimes a day, sometimes a few days.

Her expression was very calm, but she no longer had the smile that bloomed when that person was around.

This is the place most affected by the disorder of time and space, and the changes of the four seasons are also the strangest. At first, there is one season for three days, and then there are several seasons of cold and summer, but the vegetation here is changing so quickly. It recovers the fastest from the changing seasons and is still very strong.

The Dragon Shaped Valley returned to its original appearance in just seven days, and all the villagers returned home.

But only the one who gave them their homeland did not come back.

Lu Xueqi's eyes flickered, and suddenly a coldness touched her ears, she raised her head and saw snowflakes falling lightly.

Now the season here should be spring, but it's snowing, and it's warm and cold.

This is probably the fifth month since she left her. Many winters and summers have passed in the seasons. When it is cold, she will not hug her from behind. Although they are not afraid of the cold, they are just happy to depend on each other.

"Huh? Xueqi, where's my wine?"

"Have a drink and enjoy yourself, don't be greedy. From now on, you can only have one pot a day."

"Ah~ no,"

"Ok?"

"Oh."

"You're awake!"

"Heh, Xueqi, if you want to kiss me, I'm ready at any time. Why do you secretly kiss me from behind, and only kiss my hair."

"...It's late at night, sleep."

"Eh? I've kissed you. Anyway, it's late at night, so don't sleep."

"You! Well,,"

Xueqi,

Xueqi,

Xueqi...

Playful, rascal, affectionate...

Their peaceful time is really too short, it's a pity,

Lu Xueqi suddenly came back to her senses, her breathing and heartbeat were messed up, but she just refused to mess up her eyes, refused to lower her head, and let the tears flow down again.

Looking up at the white sky, she imitated her tone and said to herself in her heart:

Don't cry, don't cry.

Raising her hand, she waved her sleeves to disperse the cumulus clouds in the sky. Without her, she didn't want to see the snow.

Gentle breeze.

Footsteps sounded from behind, not just one person, but Lu Xueqi acted as if she didn't notice them, she was still sitting on the grass leaning against Tianya.

Xiaobai led Lu Zhixuan, walked the closest, and frowned.

After the war, Lu Xueqi fell down on the yellow earth in a daze. After sitting for seven days, no one dared to pull or persuade her. Just when Xiao Bai was about to bear it, on the eighth day she got up by herself and answered silently. When I arrived at the Dragon Valley, I wiped away my tears and changed my clothes.

But he ignored no one, couldn't hear anyone screaming, turned a deaf ear to everything, turned a blind eye to everyone, including Lu Zhixuan, who didn't eat, drink or talk, as if he was in a daze, and closed himself up.

Sometimes Xiaohuan would accompany her silently, neither persuading nor comforting her, standing far away, not disturbing her.

Yan Hong, Jin Ping'er and many others gradually began to take turns persuading her, but in the end they all retreated silently under her calm eyes, and could only stay by her side, fearing that she would do something stupid, but except for her not speaking, everything was normal .

I have to run to this grassland every day and just sit there.

The people in Caomiao Village were also sad, but she was like this, no one dared to show it in front of her, only dared to be sad secretly, and the children didn't dare to talk too much in front of her, and they didn't even dare to mention Xiu's name, let alone in front of her. The ancestral hall has set up a spirit card, maybe they didn't want to set it up in the first place!

They didn't want to believe the fact that Xiu left them, and even Lu Xueqi's abnormality, over time, became a thought in their eyes, as long as Lu Xueqi didn't cry, it meant that Xiu was still alive and well, as long as she lived well, that was enough. up.

Xiaobai didn't want to care what other people thought, but Lu Xueqi's depression was not a solution, so Xiaobai led Lu Zhixuan and walked over.

"Lu Xueqi, how long are you going to pretend to be deaf and dumb?"

Ignore it.

Xiaobai frowned even deeper, and didn't want to say those persuasive words, didn't want to use the child to cheer her up, so she let go of Lu Zhixuan and pulled Lu Xueqi up from the ground.

"I know, you are sad, you are sad. But what is it for you to close yourself like this? If your heart hurts, you just say it. If you miss her, you cry. I miss her too, I am sad too, and I am also sad, you say Ah!" A little hysterical, Xiao Bai grabbed Lu Xueqi's arm, grabbed it hard, and trembled himself.

Lu Zhixuan was frightened and burst into tears. When Xiaobai heard Lu Zhixuan crying, she couldn't help it anymore. She had been enduring it. Ever since she saw the red rope on Lu Xueqi's wrist snapped, she had been enduring it. , she is a millennium fox demon, endure, must endure.

Xiao Bai hugged Lu Xueqi tightly, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and hugged her tightly.

"Lu Xueqi, Lu Xueqi,"

Xiao Bai's voice was a little hoarse and muffled, Lu Xueqi felt that Xiao Bai's arms were strangling her neck, and Xiao Bai's body was trembling slightly. After Xiao Bai was silent, she wet her neck.

Xiao Bai cried, dull, desperately holding back the tears, Lu Xueqi couldn't hold back the tears anymore, Xiao Bai hugged her, she also wanted to bury her on Xiao Bai's shoulder, and burst into tears.

It's just that she held back and let Xiao Bai vent her tears on the back of her neck, soaking her clothes.

In the distance, Yan Hong, Jin Ping'er, and Xiao Huan looked away sadly.

When Xiaobai and Lu Zhixuan's sobs subsided, Lu Xueqi made a move. She wanted to pull Xiaobai away slightly, but in the end she lightly touched her head and let her continue to bury her on her shoulder.

"Xiaobai, it's not that I don't want to cry out. It's just that I cried, in the first seven days. But until now, she hasn't come back, and I, I know that she may really not come back. I'm sad, sad , but I don’t cry, without her to wipe away my tears. I don’t want you to see me wash my face with tears, which will make your sadness deeper. Not all misses will cry to the point of tearing your heart.”

"I will be heartbroken, and the heartache will not disappear until I die. But the tears will eventually fade over time, and when I think of her, I will stop crying. I will learn to forget for a short time and raise Xuan'er When I grow up, I will lead Xiaozhufeng well, I will see the scenery she has seen and not seen, I will be distracted when thinking about her, and I will live a better self, or live like her."

"But only now, I can think about her so unscrupulously, and think about her quietly by myself. After the war, the heroes scattered, and each faction settled down. Qingyun was also revived under the leadership of senior brother Xiao. I don't need to do anything. Xiuyan Yes, it’s the first time I broke my promise. The only thing I want to do now is to let her be the only one in every moment of my time when I can still be self-willed. Because I will cheer up later!”

"Whether she will come back or not, I will cheer up, Xiaobai."

Lu Xueqi didn't say any more, she was a little tired after talking too much today, she felt Xiaobai rubbing her clothes to wipe away her tears, so she raised her hand and patted Xiaobai's back.

Xiao Bai slowly raised his head, and let go of Lu Xueqi, Xiao Bai's reddish eyes looked like he had cried, but he was deceiving himself, but Lu Xueqi didn't hide the tears and sadness, and smiled at her.

"Heh." Xiaobai shook his head, laughing at himself.In vain, she lived for a thousand years and claimed to be strong, but she was still not as strong as the woman in front of her.

No, it should be idiots, idiots!

Lu Xueqi calmed down, raised her hand to wipe away the tears, her face was expressionless, and seeing Lu Zhixuan who was sobbing beside her, Lu Xueqi hugged Xiao Zhixuan for the first time after the battle.

"Mother." The daughter said hoarsely.

Lu Xueqi pressed her cheek against Lu Zhixuan's cheek, "Xuan'er, be good, let's go home." Lu Xueqi carried Zhixuan and walked towards the valley.

She, the time for waywardness is over.

After today, she is still the strong and yearning Lu Xueqi.

But she, Lu Xueqi, was already alone.

Regardless of life or death, stay together or separate.