peach blossom for wine

Jun Zhu felt that the whole monster was not very good.Did these two great gods come down to the realm to bicker?When they met, they were either silent or sarcasm, it was really endless!

"Ahem... I made the headmaster laugh. I don't know if the headmaster knows the whereabouts of 'Withered Trees in Spring'?" Jun Zhu simply ignored the two people who were at war, and talked to Wuyou.

"I... know, I know..." Wuyou replied with some hesitation when he saw that Jun Zhu had changed the subject and did not want to delve into who Feng Yan was.

"Really?!" Yutang's eyes lit up and asked hastily, "Please let me know, Sect Leader!"

"Don't worry. 'Withered trees meet spring' can only mature once every 500 years. Now there is just one plant left in the sea of ​​waves, but... I guess it will be half a year before it matures. Can you wait?"

"Half a year... I don't know how long it will take for Tao Jiu's seal to be released?" Jun Zhu looked at Feng Yan with a serious expression.

"Four months." Feng Yan frowned.The medicinal pill that Tao Jiu had taken at the beginning could melt all of his cultivation into his demon pill within a year. He delayed the time for a year, which is the limit. I don’t know if Beiling has found Tao Jiu’s memory and erase it...

"What four months?" Wuyou asked.

Junzhu is helpless, some things are better if the fewer people know about them, but now...he can only roughly explain the ins and outs of Taojiu's seal, "Is there any way for the head to make the 'dead wood spring' mature?" How many months in advance?"

"Hey... let me go to the library to look for ancient books. How about you stay in my house first?"

Jun Zhu also had no other choice, "Then bother."

Wuyou vacated a small yard in the middle of the gate for Taojiu and his party to live in first, then hurried to Zangshu Pavilion.

Spring goes to summer.The green hills on Bixiao Peak are verdant and ancient trees are towering to the sky, but it doesn't seem particularly hot. The salty sea breeze blows into the courtyard from the seaside of Canglang, and the sycamore trees in the center of the courtyard sway their branches and make rustling sounds.

A couch was placed under the sycamore tree, and the black hair of the man sleeping on the couch was neatly arranged, like fine silk fluttering in the wind.The cuffs and hem of the white robe covered his bony hands and bare feet.On the pale face, the cheeks and eye sockets were deeply sunken.

Tao Jiu has been in a coma for four and a half months, and the demon pill and spirit have been nourished as before, but her pulse is still the same as before.Logically, people should have woken up earlier, but unexpectedly they have been in a coma. It is really worrying Junzhu and Yutang.

On the other side of the couch, the milk doll leaned against Tao Jiu's side with red and swollen eye sockets and fell into a light sleep.

"...Three months have passed, if we can't find a solution, once the Jiujiu Thunder Calamity falls, Taojiu...will definitely die..." Yutang, Junzhu, Changting, and Fengyan stood not far away to watch Tao Jiu, who was so skinny and lost her human appearance, had a crying sound in her words.

Feng Yan stood behind silently.In the final analysis, it was him who caused Tao Jiu to become what he is now, if he hadn't been entangled with Changting in Chang'an City...if he hadn't given him his cultivation base...if he hadn't decided to erase his memory completely ...If he hadn't made this trip to the mortal world with Beiling...if he hadn't formed an immortal contract with Mu Yi...if...

Hahaha...Feng Yan, Feng Yan, in all of this, do I owe Tao Jiu...or Tao Jiu owes me...?Mu Yi, Mu Zhao...?Obviously you were the one who... regretted it first?How can I regret it now?

Feng Yan's red phoenix eyes were almost bloodshot, he pinched his palms with ten fingers, forcing himself to suppress the violence hidden in his heart, drops of dark red blood fell from between his fingers on the ground paved with bluestone slabs, splashing grains of dust...

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