After wearing the book, I broke the plot

"Ah Jiu, give me the Heaven-Mending Stone, and I'll return it to you later."

It seemed that after experiencing the throbbing pain, his mind calmed down instead. Song Qi's brain was extremely clear at this moment. He understood what he needed most now and what he should do.

Ah Jiu backed away and shook his head, the proud and flamboyant young man in scarlet clothes blushed, and said, "You lied to me, the Sky Mending Stone is the last key to unlock the confinement, you will forget me, and you will also forget yourself."

Song Qi looked at him quietly, there were still wet tears on his face, but there were no more emotions in his eyes, those emotions were exhausted by the successive blows in the past few days.

Ah Jiu said: "I would rather die here than get you killed by myself."

The fairy mountain under his feet was burning with raging fire, and the surrounding birds were fighting with his disciples in the sky, and the blood-red rain fell, Song Qi frowned, and said: "Ah Jiu, from the beginning to the end, you never understood me, and neither did I." I don’t know you, we were deceiving from the beginning, and this kind of relationship is destined not to last long.”

"If you don't know me, I will tell you. My real name is Jiu Chong. I was born in Demon Realm. I am the ninth in my family. The only elder is the guardian of the mountain, and the only person I like is you. What else do you want to hear? Let me speak slowly." for you."

He told Song Qi word by word, and Song Qi listened carefully, knowing that he would forget, so he wanted to engrave it into his bones. This sense of powerlessness made him unable to continue, and he was about to lose control of his emotions.

Song Qi stood for a while, and when his mood stabilized, he stretched out his hand and said, "Is it finished? Give it to me."

Ah Jiuhong stared at him for a moment with rimmed eyes, then laughed sarcastically, the two black and white sky-filling stones appeared on the palm of his hand, and he flung them fiercely at Song Qi, gnashing his teeth and said: "Since ancient times, immortals and demons have always been incompatible. I should have understood the truth."

"It's not too late for you to understand now." Song Qi glanced at him, since it was broken, he might as well do it better, it's best to stop the mysterious person from using him to threaten Ah Jiu.

He cut open his heart, and pressed two sky-replenishing stones into his chest, only to see the black and white slits in the middle of the sky-replenishing stones were slowly melted into one by blood, and finally turned into a puddle of water-like liquid soaking into the wound Afterwards, the wound healed, Song Qi's heart stopped beating, and the sky-butting stone filled the gap in his heart, and then it started beating again with a very mysterious rhythm.

Song Qi's pupils turned golden, and a phantom of an ancient divine beast emerged from behind him, and slowly opened those same golden pupils, as if waking up after years of sleep, to see this devastated land.

All the memories from birth to today flashed through his mind like a slide show, like a tiny grain of sand in the sea, Song Qi watched it slowly sink into the deep sea with a faint light, and was placed in an inconspicuous corner.

More majestic memories surged in, drowning Song Qi in an instant, followed by a vast amount of mana pouring into his body, and with a slight flexion of his fingers, hundreds of birds around him were instantly wiped out.

The disciples present looked up at this mysterious scene and were speechless for a long time in shock. A heavy rain suddenly fell, extinguishing the continuous fire, and at the same time washing away the blood mist and mess all over the ground.

With a clear and pleasant beast cry, all the ferocious beasts fell on the ground in fear as if they were facing a big enemy, bowed their bodies and backed away from the ancient phantom, bared their teeth in warning from time to time, and fixed their eyes on the golden dragon in the air. Hitomi people, fear and reverence.

Song Qi swept over Ah Jiu, and when he was about to leave, his wrist was grabbed by him, Ah Jiu said: "Will you come back?"

Song Qi looked back suspiciously, withdrew his hand, and erected a barrier around his body at the same time, without looking at him again, he disappeared from the heavy rain.

"Liar!" The red-clothed boy laughed lowly, with magic lines climbing up his handsome side face, the laughter gradually amplified and became hysterical.

Fifteen years later, in Yuguo Imperial City, in the luxurious yet elegant royal palace, several ministers debated endlessly below, each holding their own words: "Now Yuguo is not what it was 15 years ago, we can take the initiative Go on the offensive and recover more land."

The other faction said: "After fighting for 15 years, it's time to take advantage of the strong national power to recuperate, and wait for the other four countries to fight similarly, and then go to meddle."

The main battle faction and the main peace faction were evenly matched with their mouths, and they were about to use fists and kicks to judge their real skills. The eunuchs on the side were so shrill and angry that they persuaded them from both sides, and pointed out: "The main thing is to see The meaning of the king."

Only then did everyone restrain themselves, looking at the yellow-robed boy on the high platform, their eyes were more or less contemptuous, who told them that the king was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was simply a dou who could not be supported, and he couldn't find anyone to sit on the throne. It is not an exaggeration to say that the one who pushed it up was a puppet who obeyed orders.

Qiao Su couldn't seem to see the disrespect in the eyes of these ministers. He raised a flattering smile and asked the figure lying on the glazed couch behind the curtain, "National Teacher, what do you think?"

A mesmerizing voice came from behind the curtain, the moment it sounded, everyone present couldn't help but hold their breath, as if breathing was a kind of disturbance to the speaker, that person said: "Is the Haiyan River clear now? "

At the beginning, the station master and the minister who spoke so much salivated respectfully, and said, "This... not yet."

The person behind the curtain asked again: "Is it possible for the troops of the Rain Kingdom to fight against the other four nations?"

The general of the main combat faction said: "Yes!"

"Then fight." The voice was lazy, as if he was talking about the most common household matters, rather than deciding the life and death of a country, but even if he just said such a simple sentence, the peacemakers present would not He lowered his head instantly, obeying unconditionally.

The person behind the curtain stood up and poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and asked, "Does Your Majesty have any objections?"

Qiao Su was overwhelmed by flattering him, and immediately said, "According to what the teacher said!"

After everyone had dispersed, Qiao Su walked up to the curtain and asked cautiously and tentatively, "Can the national teacher predict the outcome of this battle?"

There was no movement behind the curtain for a long time, Qiao Su's legs were sore from standing, and he couldn't help but say, "National Teacher?"

The national teacher seems to have fallen asleep...

Qiao Su didn't dare to disturb him, and he didn't dare to leave, so he had to stand in front of the curtain and wait. When the sun set on the top of the mountain, the figure behind the curtain moved. Qiao Su hurriedly said, "National teacher."

"Huh? Why are you standing here?" The voice carried the laziness and magnetism of just waking up, and it made my heart itch. Even after listening to it for 15 years, Qiao Su couldn't settle down immediately. Blunted: "I would like to ask, can the national division predict the outcome of this battle?"

"What war? Are you going to fight again?"

Qiao Su: "..." The national teacher's indirect amnesia has occurred again.

He was used to it, and explained the cause and effect in the most concise words. The man behind the curtain rubbed his forehead and said, "Then fight, does the king have any other worries?"

Qiao Su shrank his neck and said, "I'm worried that it will backfire. Now that Yu Country is the only one of the Five Kingdoms due to the power of the national teacher, it's time to recuperate and gather strength."

The national teacher chuckled and said: "If you are half as good as the eldest princess, how can you end up being ridiculed by all the officials." Behind the curtain, the man put on his clothes and stood up. The round ball of light, he said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, as long as I'm here, the rainy country will last a day. This ball of light is still on, and the fate between you and me will not be broken."

The bead curtain hanging down from the crown swayed, and then Qiao Su's eyes were full of reluctance: "But this ball of light is much dimmer than it was 15 years ago. National Teacher, isn't the fate between us coming soon?"

"You can think of it that way." Gripping the slender fingers, the ball of light gradually shattered into dots of light in his hand, turning into thousands of light butterflies and flying out of the curtain. Flawless profile.

The sunlight outside the window shines on the handsome side face, the skin is fair to transparent, the straight bridge of the nose is like white jade, and the whole person is slightly glowing.

Just when Qiao Su wanted to take another look, the curtain fell down again quickly, and the national teacher in white said: "I want to go out for a while, and send me a message if there is something to do."

"Where is the national teacher going?" Qiao Su hurriedly stepped forward, and in a moment of frustration, he asked without authorization, but how could the national teacher's whereabouts be told to others, he was overstepping the rules.

Since the national teacher came to Yu country, he never left the territory of Yu country for half a step. Although Qiao Su knew it was wrong, he still wanted to ask, and he made a plan that the national teacher would not answer him.

The national teacher really didn't answer him, the figure behind the curtain disappeared, leaving only two or three butterflies in the empty hall still flying away.

Fifteen years have passed since the Xuanzhen sect's battle, and the world has only heard the news of the opening of the first sect to recruit people. Teahouses and restaurants are talking about it, and they all laugh and say whose young master will go to suffer.

In front of a teahouse, a Jianghu lone cultivator with a hidden face drank hot wine and said, "Speaking of which, the five disciples of the Master of the Big Dipper, the Obscure Moon Immortal, all have extraordinary backgrounds, and none of them are ordinary people. It's a pity, now it seems that it's just a disaster. field."

"That's not it, who would have thought that the Xuanzhen Sect has always cultivated their chief disciples as treasures, but for two consecutive years, none of the chief disciples took the position of suzerain. , I feel aggrieved for the Xuanzhen sect."

"Don't tell me, the son of the demon girl has a lot of tricks. It took only 15 years for the Xuanzhen sect to return to the eight gates. He was in the limelight for a while. Even if there were some who were not convinced, they were all silenced by his tricks."

"He is also a ruthless person, who even killed his master, who would dare to provoke him."

After chatting for a few days, the food was still not served, so he yelled at the child: "The food, the food, I'm almost starving to death!"

"Hey, here we come!" Seeing that the people at the table were not easy to mess with, Xiao Er quickly served them first, put down the dishes, put the towel on his shoulders, and introduced them one by one until the last dish At that time, he said with a mysterious smile: "This is the last dish ordered by the guests!"

One person's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Is it really the rumored Qingdu hoof?"

"Exactly! My shopkeeper went all the way to Guihe Tavern to learn, one by one is authentic!"

The reason why this restaurant is so lively is precisely because of the new signature dish - Qingdu hoof. Countless people come here admiringly, not entirely because of the food, but because they are attracted by the story behind the dish.

It just so happened that the old storyteller was supported tremblingly up to the podium, lifted his clothes and sat down, sipped his tea, tapped the chopping board, and said: "Looking back on the last time, I said that the unknown immortal was always strict with himself, The same is true for his disciples, but he doesn't want to sneak off the mountain's favorite Qingdu hoof every time. It is indeed created by the immortal, and because of this, the next story will be involved..."

At a table by the window of the restaurant, a beautiful man in white was savoring the steaming Qingdu hoof. The surrounding was very lively, but he was the only one who was as clean as another world. Even the tea was empty, and the enthusiasm The waiters all went straight past him to serve the next table as if they hadn't seen it.

The man in white had just tasted two mouthfuls of Qingdu's hoof, then put down the chopsticks, his long eyebrows raised slightly, showing a look of disappointment, the taste seemed different from what he remembered.

But he didn't know whether it was because of his memory confusion or it was really different. Didn't Xiaoer say it was absolutely authentic?

He has eaten five restaurants, and none of them can make the taste in his memory. Maybe he will never eat the real Qingdu hoof again.

There is no more Qingdu hoof in this world, but there is a story about Qingdu hoof.

The jade tablet placed at the side lit up, and the disappointed look of the man in white was fleeting, and a surprised smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He put an ingot of silver on the table, picked up the shining jade tablet, and put on the veiled hat. After leaving this restaurant, the storyteller behind him is still talking about the past.

With a long sigh.

The author has something to say: Song Xiaozai's biggest change is that he has money.

If you have money, you will have confidence and your back will be straight.

[This chapter makes up for yesterday's QAQ]