It's time to retire [Transmigration Book]

Butterflies and bees danced, dazzled by flowers, he felt someone pulling his arm, and said in a milky voice: "Little brother, stop practicing swords, let's dig out the bird's nest!"

The child in his memory just frowned, waved away the chubby hand, and looked up slightly at the girl who was half a head taller than himself with two shofar braids, holding the wooden dagger tightly in both hands , expressionless said: "Third Senior Sister, I won't go."

"Hey, you kid!" The young Wen Manman puffed up Baozi's face, rolled up his sleeves, pretended to hit someone, and threatened, "Do you dare to try?"

The child didn't speak, nor was he frightened, just looked at each other quietly.

Under such gazes, the young Weng Manman lost his temper, shrugged his shoulders like an adult, and walked away muttering.

———This is the memory of Di Sanxian when he was young.

The hand holding the mirror was released, and he returned to the spirit treasure in an instant. Zhang Xi glanced at the palm of his hand, and then at the mirror, before continuing to move forward.But halfway through the journey, when the child in the mirror gradually grew into a young man, he discovered that starting from a certain position, the purple mirror behind him turned into gold.

This is……

Tentatively, he put his hand on the first golden mirror, and the next moment, he appeared in a strange and empty hall.For some unknown reason, he was lying flat on the spirit array with his eyes closed, his body was only covered with a thin veil, the position of his chest and heart was sunken, and only a little bit of Zuo Chenmu's golden light could be faintly seen in it.

Unlike watching from his own perspective just now, although he closed his eyes, not only his body, but also the surrounding scenes were clearly reflected in his mind.He scanned left and right for a few times, but found no figure, but there were many spirit stones placed in an orderly manner on the ground, and there was almost no place to step down. He observed for a while, and then looked around, only to find that the pattern on the door of the carved window hall turned out to be Taiyin pattern, the nose also faintly has the fragrance of laurel.

...Here, is the Taiyin Palace?

Just thinking of this, some voices came from the side hall. Looking along, it was Tu Nan who was wearing an azurite robe and walked out.He looked at Zhang Xi who was in front of him, those fox-like eyes were bright, and he showed obvious joy, and said to himself: "It's finally done!"

As he said that, Tunan flew forward impatiently, half-kneeled on the ground with an unprecedented cautious attitude, lifted the tulle on his chest, and carefully inspected the still empty chest.After confirming that it was correct, he immediately pointed to the sword and cut decisively at the wrist of his left hand, cutting off the blood vessels directly, and the bone was visible deep in the wound.

Blood gushed out, but he didn't seem to know the pain. He tightly grasped a palm-sized gourd-shaped spiritual weapon with his injured hand, and hung his hand on Zhang Xi's chest.

The blood flowed quickly along the edge of the spirit weapon, but it filled the empty chest in a short while. At this moment, he moved the spirit with his right hand and pressed it on the eye of the formation. The aura was drained by a large array, and instantly turned into powder.After a short period of silence, the dazzling spiritual light immediately lit up the entire formation, and the spiritual weapon floated in the air, and was also pulled down slowly by the blood, and slowly merged into Yan Jia's body together with the blood-filled body .

I don't know how long it took, when the brilliance dissipated, everything in the room remained the same, even the blood that overflowed Yanjia's chest disappeared without a trace, it was as clean as if nothing had happened.It's just that the empty eyes of the Yan Jia who had been piled on the ground like a pile of wood just now had some different colors.

Tunan, who was kneeling beside him, saw that the matter was successful, and immediately took out the prepared elixir and sprinkled it on his bleeding wrist. He had just sprinkled halfway, but before the blood stopped, he suddenly groaned and turned his head abruptly. 'Wow' vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, apparently suffered serious internal injuries.

Seeing it, Zhang Xi never expected that it was Tu Nan, not Qi Changyan, who gave birth to him. His heart was surging and he was so shocked that he didn't know how to react.

On the other side, Tunan finally managed to straighten out his breathing, his head covered in cold sweat, and wiped off the blood on his face with the corner of his sleeve, but he was too weak to sit still, struggled a few times, and finally managed to sit on his knees beside.He stretched out his icy right hand with difficulty, brushed Zhang Xi's cheek lightly, and finally let out a long, long breath.

There were bloodstains flowing from the corner of his lips again, against his pale face, it was particularly shocking, but those fox-like eyes were astonishingly bright.It's excitement, it's joy; it's longing, it's nostalgia. With a smile on his blood-stained lips, he murmured, "Little Sun, long time no see..."

"Aran didn't lie to me, this spiritual weapon is really useful, I..."

When he said the last word, his ending sounded a little choked up. I don't know whether it was sweat or tears, the drops of water ran across his cheeks and dripped on the back of Yan Jia's hand, forming a small drop.

Although Zhang Xi knew it was in his memory, he subconsciously shrank his hands back as if he had been scalded by the deep affection contained in the water droplet.

I don't know if it was influenced by him, or simply because of the tear, the fingertips of Yanjia lying in the center of the formation also moved slightly.Tu Nan was keenly aware of the change, as if he had been awakened, he looked at the fingertips suddenly, and then his face became more and more joyful, and he held the hand that had only moved before Yanjia, lowered his head involuntarily, and pressed his lips on it.

Gently rubbing the cold skin, he couldn't help murmuring joyfully and blissfully: "Little Sun...my little sun..."

He didn't know how many times he called this name that he had been reading for a hundred years, but he finally regained his sanity and barely suppressed his joyful mood.Clenching the hand of his own little sun, he raised his head with a smile, stared at Yan Jia who was still unconscious, and said happily: "Wake up quickly, I have paved half the way for you."

"At that time, you and I will kill all humans together and avenge Aran."

"In this life, I will finally be inseparable from your white head."

These few words were full of anticipation and happiness, as if they were saying some beautiful wishes, but the content was so cruel and the intent to kill was so intense that Zhang Xi felt chills running down his back when he heard it.

Tu Nan, who was holding the Yanjia hand, didn't know this, and wanted to say something, but saw the spiritual tool that measured the time at the corner of the hall jump, and immediately realized that it took too long to bring people out.

It would be bad if it was discovered.

After taking a elixir, he managed to regain some strength. He reached out and picked up Yanjia, stepped into the teleportation spirit array, and appeared in another room full of spirit wood in the next moment.

Precious and precious, he put the Yanjia with a soul on the stage, and put it in the same way before taking it away. Tu Nan held his hand and stayed for a long time reluctantly.It wasn't until Tumi Lengxiang was approaching that he took out a jasmine branch from his arms and landed, stepped onto the spiritual formation and left.

Two breaths later, Qi Changyan, who was dressed in white, pushed the door in with ice and snow all over his body, holding a spirit stone in his hand, and found nothing unusual.He stepped forward, put the spirit stone into Yanjia's chest, squeezed the formula with both hands, and was about to manipulate Zuo Chenmu in his chest to make the final adjustments, when suddenly he saw that Yanjia opened his eyes by himself, moved his head left and right, and immediately He tilted his head to look at him.

Unknowingly, Qi Changyan and Yan Jia looked at each other for a while, his sapphire-like eyes widened slightly, stunned.

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Breaking free from the memory, Zhang Xi, who knew the truth, staggered back two steps, staring at the memory, his expression changing several times.Suddenly, he felt something different, thinking that someone else had entered the Treasure Pavilion, and his heart tightened, so he had to put the matter aside for the time being, and find the part about Du Ran in the golden mirror at the back according to the order of memory, squeeze Spiritual formula, quickly copy the memory in the spiritual weapon made by Zhenxing.

Turning around, he hesitated for a moment, and saved the memory of the birth that he saw just now, and then withdrew the spiritual power from the Tianmen Lingbao.

The spiritual lamp in the treasure pavilion was shining brightly, illuminating the surroundings as brightly as day. He restrained his spiritual power and hid behind a bell-shaped spiritual weapon, his sideways eyes moved a little in the direction of the spiritual power.Taking a closer look, he saw that the uninvited guest was half-kneeling in front of Ruiqi Bai Yuling Ruyi, carefully deciphering the formation outside, looking left and right from time to time, for fear of being discovered.

Zhang Xi frowned.

Although the Ruiqi Baiyu Lingruyi is only a middle-grade spiritual weapon, it was the mother's favorite thing in the past, and it has been sealed up since then. Di Sanxian would come every time he missed his mother, and this person was not dressed as a disciple of the Sifang Tianmen, nor was he imposing. Like a sword repairer, coupled with this sneaky behavior, he must be a thief.

Although he knew that he was not Di Sanxian, his feelings were still there. Seeing that the thief was so short-sighted, he had to teach him a lesson.

But the thief's spiritual power is very familiar, I always feel that I have encountered it somewhere...

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xi suddenly realized that this thief seemed to be the Thief with Thousand Faces that Li Biequ had caught in Tianmen back then. He should still be locked up in the spirit lock prison and escaped somehow.The thief picked the Heavenly Sect Spirit Artifact, presumably to avenge his original revenge, he had some strength to be able to sneak into the treasure pavilion, but he was unlucky and met himself.

This is really bad luck.

Sneaking silently to the door, the moment he stepped out of the door, he hit a backhand of spiritual power directly on Bai Yuruyi's guardian spirit array, triggering the mechanism in an instant, directly tied the thief tightly, Can't move.

As soon as he succeeded, Zhang Xi knew that Tianmen disciples would come to check immediately, so Zhang Xi didn't dare to delay, and immediately flew away according to the planned route.But at the moment of leaving, he vaguely saw that Jiming was wearing only a thin shirt and barefoot, running towards Baoge desperately, shouting his name loudly.

………………

He made up his mind not to look too much, and flew away from the Sifang Tianmen with his memory and spiritual weapon. Behind him, there was gradually a commotion in the Tianmen because someone set off a spiritual formation. Dark Forest, said coldly: "Come out."

The person in the dark didn't seem to have any intention of hiding, and walked out of the bushes after his words fell.

"Mr. Di San?"

Looking at the face that was exactly the same as his own, Zhang Xi was a little surprised how the other party found him and caught up so quickly.But when his eyes touched the burden behind him, he realized that it might be a coincidence, and said clearly: "You have to leave Sifang Tianmen."