Zhu He

Chang Jiaci came to Daping Mountain with Dong Qinghe's body in his arms. Although most of the place was destroyed by the fierce beast during the war of chaos, there was still a quiet corner where we could live temporarily. Jiaci buried Changwang place.

Mountains are born of smoke, and flowers are full of beauty. It is as beautiful as a fairyland.

Chang Jiaci found a clean cave, and said with a smile: "Qinghe, look, this place is very beautiful, shall we live here?"

Dong Qinghe's eyes were closed tightly, his face was ashen, and his hanging limbs were already stiff.Chang Jiaci didn't notice it, he just carefully put the person aside, cleaned up the place briefly, then took out a small dagger and began to draw a formation on the ground.

The Sun Returning Formation is not complicated, but it has been drawn in a short time. The only thing that is relatively rare is that in addition to the endless supply of cultivation, it also requires blood, the painstaking effort of the person who drives the formation.

Chang Jiaci knelt down on the ground, pulled off his robe, and there was a gap two or three inches long on the newly healed heart, which was given by Dong Qinghe's ground net knife earlier, But this also saved Chang Jiaci the trouble of doing it himself.

He took out another porcelain bottle and connected it to his chest, watching the red liquid in the wound slowly flow into the bottle from the gap, and it was full in a short time.

Chang Jiaci was dizzy and shook, but laughed again the next moment.That day, Dong Qinghe did not hesitate to injure himself to take blood to save himself, but he turned around and did the same for him. There really is a retribution in the world, and what you get is what you get back.

"Cough cough..."

After taking the blood, Chang Jiaci poured it on the formation talisman while urging the formation. After taking two breaths, he staggered up and hugged Dong Qinghe, and carefully placed him in the formation. Then a bright stream of light flashed, enveloping the people in the formation little by little, and the face of Dong Qinghe lying in the bright light was no longer as scary as before, and even a little redder.

Chang Jiaci couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As soon as his heart eased, his legs also weakened, and he fell prone on the ground. The empty dantian and the severe injury to his heart made Chang Jiaci almost collapse.

But he knew that it was far from time for him to rest. Shen Yuanxiu spent more than 1000 days and nights waiting outside Qiu Muwang's Huanyang formation, and Dong Qinghe and the three-spirit curse he had fallen into were far more complicated than them. Chang Jiaci has no idea how long it will take, so everything...is just the beginning.

However, Chang Jiaci's nails dug out a few deep marks on the ground and clenched into fists. The matter has come to this point, and it is no longer his turn to back down. Jiaci felt that she would persevere...until the day Dong Qinghe woke up.

He will never give up!

"Qinghe..." Chang Jiaci slowly fell in front of the formation, his head was not far from the opponent, he looked at the silent person inside with attachment, and sighed slowly, "Don't worry, I'm right here Waiting for you, waiting for you to wake up, you will wake up..."

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So Chang Jiaci's long wait began like this. He was seriously injured. In order to make himself last longer, he had to do everything possible to refine his cultivation. Xio had taught him several effective ways to steal his cultivation base, Chang Jiaci didn't think about using it again, but he ruthlessly suppressed such an idea not long after it came to his mind.

The more such a moment is, the more he can no longer act recklessly and be dominated by evil thoughts, Qinghe...doesn't want him to do this either.

Fortunately, ever since Shen Yuanxiu told him about this at the Ministry of Fire that day, Chang Jiaci had already made plans, and even prepared a lot of panaceas for this purpose, which were also prepared for Si Si at the beginning, and now they are all used on their own body.The effect is not great, but it can't be said that it doesn't exist. At least Chang Jiaci can still open his eyes and see the newborn sun every day, lingering on his last breath, but he is indeed alive.

He lives almost entirely in the cave, and the monks don't need to eat, drink, and scatter, so Chang Jiaci spends all his time guarding Dongqinghe. After a few months, he is already haggard and sloppy, and he is almost out of shape.

Chang Jiaci didn't care at first, but one time when he was fetching water, he saw his own appearance in his reflection. He was agitated, and thought to himself that if Dong Qinghe would wake up in a moment, he would be disturbed to see himself in such a slovenly state. It's good to dislike it.

So from that day on, Chang Jiaci had no choice but to take care of himself and Dong Qinghe.

He had already put away the wedding clothes that the two of them wore that day, and he changed Dong Qinghe into the white clothes he usually wears, while he himself wore red clothes, meditated at the morning, and rested relatively peacefully at dusk, if not The person in front of him was still in a deep sleep, as if in a trance, he had returned to the days when he was at Qinghemen, leisurely and peaceful.

Chang Jiaci's choice of land is really good, and almost no one comes to disturb it, except for one person.

On that day, Chang Jiaci just made up some isolated cultivation bases for the Huanyang Formation. When he was in a daze, he felt a faint breath approaching outside.

It was Murong Jiaoyang who came.

He didn't go into the cave, he just stood outside silently for three days and three nights, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, Murong Jiaoyang's face was still pale, and the eyes that were always proud and proud in the past were now as deep as ever. The well is so deep that it is hard to see through.

How long did he stand, and Chang Jiaci, who was leaning against the door, stared at him silently for a long time, until three days later, Murong Jiaoyang seemed to have confirmed something, or he had figured something out, and took a last look at the entrance of the cave. Same, quietly turned and left.

Chang Jiaci quietly looked at the back of the other party, and after watching him walk away, another boy jumped out of the bushes beside him furtively, looked at this, and at the other party, hesitated at both ends, and finally remained cautious He followed behind Murong Jiaoyang, but he only took two steps before he was spotted by the people in front.

Elder Murong was not very happy on the face, but seeing the boy was about to escape, he stretched out his hand and grabbed him to his side, and the two of them rode away together on the cloud.

It wasn't until they could no longer be seen that Chang Jiaci turned his eyes and said to Dong Qinghe with a smile: "This way...you can count it as you wish."

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In the spring of the next year, when the willow dances and flowers are turning over the green grass and green hills, the Qinghemen, the largest sect in the cultivation world, recruits new disciples from Liuhe and the Eight Desolations. World earthquake.At the same time, according to the wish of the sect master Dong Qinghe who has traveled far away from the sect, he passed on the position of sect master to Murong Jiaoyang, the minister of Yuan Chen, and he became the new sect master.

On that day, almost all the sect leaders with some reputations were present. Murong Jiaoyang was extremely talented but his qualifications were still inexperienced. If it had been a year ago, no one would have expected that Dong Qinghe would appoint him as the sect master of Qinghe Sect. , but after that battle between spirits and demons, Murong Jiaoyang single-handedly dragged Youzhen, the leader of the Demonic Dao, into a situation where he could not advance or retreat. Next, or even worse, maybe it won't be long before Qinghemen will usher in another master who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Dongqinghe.

Everyone was naturally convinced.

Surrounded by the gazes of all parties, Murong Jiaoyang slowly walked up to the high platform. In just one year, the young man of that day has already shed his youthful body, his shoulders are much thicker, his back is as straight as a bamboo, and that picture is as picturesque as ever. His face is also a little more heroic, and his eyes are even more calm and bright.

He swept across the audience one by one, and finally landed on the face of a young man who was more nervous than himself not far away, and said in a moment: "The positions of elders have been empty for a long time, except for the four divisions of gold, sun, moon and stars. , Fu Chuan, Bai Jian, Wu Sui, and Huai Chu, the four of you will take the place of the elders of the four tribes of wood, water, fire, and Chen, and then Zhelong and Po Ge will select new disciples back then. This important task is entrusted to me, and Jiaoyang will definitely do his best to strengthen Qinghemen as he wishes, and live up to the entrustment of the first sect master!"

After Murong Jiaoyang's words fell, the disciples in the sect knelt down and shouted in unison: "—I have met the sect master!"

The majestic and mighty sound resounded above the Qinghe Gate, shaking the leaves on the high places to rustle, changing from old to new.

A person on the tree gently twisted a piece, and threw it towards the opposite side with his backhand.He used [-]% of his strength, but when he reached the other end, he was still limp, and was caught by the person on the other tree with two fingers.

Receiving the two cold lights, Chang Jiaci chuckled: "Elder Qiu, I didn't expect you to be here today, so you're really well."

He said "no harm" in his mouth, but Chang Jiaci looked at Qiu Muwang who was sitting on the opposite tree branch with one knee bent. Although he still had that icy face, his eyes were more cloudy and colder than a year ago But his hair had turned gray, and he looked like a dusty ice sculpture.

It's no wonder Chang Jiaci sighed, as far as he knew, after Shen Yuanxiu's death, Qiu Muwang never left Banlun Peak, guarding the place where the man's soul dissipated every day, let alone returning to Qinghe The door is closed, and this time Murong Jiaoyang still left the position of elder of Xingbu to Qiu Muwang, which shows that the new head of the door is still nostalgic for the past.

Qiu Muwang glanced at Chang Jiaci, and said lightly, "To each other."

The person who ridiculed Qiu Muwang in his mouth was actually no better than him. Chang Jiaci's eye sockets and cheeks were deeply sunken, and the wrists exposed outside the sleeves were already skinny. With a trace of the brilliance of the past, she can still see a bit of brilliance when she smiles.

Seeing that Qiu Muwang jumped off the tree and was about to leave, Chang Jiaci suddenly said, "Shen Yuan never expected to see you like this."

Qiu Mu Wang's footsteps paused: "I have fulfilled his wish, no matter what happens in the days to come, it's not his turn to worry about it, anyway... he can't see it either."

The last sentence of Qiu Muwang was spoken very softly, and it was scattered in the wind as soon as he uttered it.

"And when Dong Qinghe comes back, if you're gone, it's not your turn to worry about whether he's doing well."

These words made Chang Jiaci's face darken, and just about to speak was interrupted by Qiu Muwang, who turned to look at him.

"However, I heard that you have killed You Zhen. Do you want his soul to merge with Dong Qinghe? Not to mention whether he can really come back, even if Dong Qinghe comes back, will he still remember you? , even if he remembers you, and he has the memory of Youzhen in his body, will his friendship with you who killed He Qiran be the same as before?"

When Qiu Muwang said it, there was a hint of hatred in his brows and eyes, as if he was talking to Chang Jiaci, but also as if he was speaking to others through him.

After the words fell, there was only silence here.

Looking at Chang Jiaci, who was rarely speechless in front of him, Qiu Muwang felt that he had gone too far.

"Well, it's because I'm jealous of you in my heart," Qiu Muwang raised his footsteps and jumped onto the floating clouds, "Because at least...you still have a chance to see him again..."

Youyou watched the man go away, and Chang Jiaci opened his mouth softly.

"But...you all have a chance to start over." Just forget the person you should forget in your heart.

After saying that, Chang Jiaci laughed again, feeling absurd, his thin shoulders trembling constantly.

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Leaving from Qinghe Gate, Chang Jiaci did not return to Daping Mountain right away, he headed south. Before Wu Zhang came back from Qinghe Gate, Chang Jiaci was already waiting for Wu Zhang in the building.

Seeing the person who suddenly appeared here, Wu Zhang was only surprised for a moment, and quickly lost his expression.

He said, "You're here."

Chang Jiaci nodded: "I have some things I want to see again." When the two met for the first time that day, He Qiran was right. He used to hate Liantang so much, even though he stood in front of the evil mirror platform in the underworld. For a long time, but Chang Jiaci only looked at his past sufferings over and over again. He actually didn't know about Liantang's. Now that he thinks about it, he regrets it very much.

Wu Zhang thought for a while, and said, "Okay."