[System] Guo Shi Wushuang

Eight years later, Yuyu Qionglou.

Your Excellency Crystal is still full of young sons from a hundred families, but he is no longer the old man.

"I heard that the Pearl Competition last year was exceptionally exciting? It's a pity that Princess Qionghua, who ranked third, has married Han Bansheng, and Yunyan, who was ranked second, died. As for the gorgeous Yunyi..." New The younger sons chatted in twos and threes, and their words were full of passion.

"We are actually married to Shi Xian!" Now that the human race and the immortal race have formed an alliance, the younger sons are more surprised than opposed to this marriage.

"I heard that the sky was full of red clouds that day, dragons and phoenixes were singing in harmony, and countless saints were present. It was unprecedented."

"If I was born ten years earlier, would I be able to catch up with such a prosperous age..." The youngest son of the Mo family was eager to try, but his face was calm and complacent, with the demeanor of Mo Tiangong.

"You were born ten years earlier, and you can't even enter the door of Yuyu Qionglou." The youngest son of the Taoist school said lightly, with no malice in his eyes.The relationship between the two is excellent.

"I don't know if Yunyi has any sisters." The youngest son of the Mo family didn't care at all, and his words were frivolous and romantic.

"I don't have any sisters, but my younger brother has one." The youngest son of the military family took the words, and bowed respectfully in one direction.

"What's the matter?" The young men followed the trend and looked, and at some point the sky was filled with saints who had moved from the stars.

The playful young boys suddenly turned serious, showing their graceful demeanor, lowering their heads in bows to conceal their inner excitement.

If those centuries-old saints are too far away from them, then the people in the sky are in the same era as them!

Lu Weilou, half-sacred of the military school, Mo Tiangong, half-sacred of the Mohist school, Han Ye, half-sacred of the Legalist school, Gucheng, half-sacred night of the Taoist school... In ten years, the young people of that day have been sanctified!

"Huh? That person looks familiar."

"How could I not notice such a peerless man immediately?" Someone asked in doubt, and looked more and more carefully at the man in black who was slightly blocked by the saints.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Han's body suddenly trembled, and the people beside him couldn't help asking.

"He..." Mu Han stared at the man in black standing at the end, and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"He is the sub-sage of our Strategist, Yun Yuan!" Mu Han tried his best to restrain his voice which became louder due to excitement, he was no longer calm, but his eyes were full of admiration and madness.

Their strategists rose from a dynasty eight years ago, and they are inexplicably full of talents.Only after he became the youngest son did he realize that it was due to luck.The luck that overwhelmed hundreds of families all originated from the cloud abyss in the sky!It's ridiculous that history is so taboo, burying such a great existence!

That person was alone and independent, with a calm and breezy face, as if he had washed away all the lead and did not disturb the dust.This is the person he longed for from the bottom of his heart!

"The sub-sage Yunyuan? Why have I never heard of it." When Yunyuan was most famous, they were still naive, so naturally they had no impression.

"He seems to be very familiar with Lu Bansheng? Shouldn't Yasheng's words be a person who has been around for hundreds of years?"

Yun Yuan in the air said something from behind, and the saint in front of him tilted his head to agree, with a look of emotion on his face.And Lu Weilou, who used to be murderous at the very front, deliberately turned around to look at him, with a smile on his indifferent face.

"Am I dazzled?" The youngest son of the military family looked at his uncle dully. He had been taught by Lu Weilou, so he naturally knew that the man was not serious about his relatives.When will he show this look?

If you can't help but smile when you hear an ordinary sentence, how happy should you be?Who can have such a good relationship with him?

"You said he was a character from a hundred years ago? Are you kidding me?" Mu Han was full of absurdity, "The sub-sage is now... standing before he can reach it!"

"What?!" Most people cried out in horror.How can it be?If there really are such arrogances, why have they never heard of them?

"I remembered. He appeared in the last Pearl Competition. He seems to be Yun Yi's younger brother. I heard that he also won the top spot in the Peerless List back then."

"The Seven Kingdoms once had the title of 'Ghost Talent', but it gradually disappeared eight years ago. I thought it was another flash in the pan, but I didn't expect..." the older young son murmured, also somewhat puzzled.

Yasheng in his 20s!What is the reason that such a living miracle will be buried by the saints?The youngest son looked at the backs of the saints entering the top floor, and suddenly felt uneasy.

"I didn't expect that we would be able to reunite here." Mo Tiangong said with emotion.Back then he was still sitting in the Seven Sons Pavilion below, but today he has become the pillar supporting the human race.

"At that time, Han Ye, you were still arguing with Yun Yuan, and you were jealous because of Qionghua's rivalry." Sun Jishi squeezed Han Ye, his words were full of ease and joy.

"Don't mention the past, who has never been young and frivolous?" Han Ye replied in a low voice, also a little embarrassed.But as soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of all the saints fell on Yun Yuan who was drinking alone.

"Speaking of being young and frivolous, who can compare to our sub-sage Yun Yuan?" Ye Gucheng took the wine glass from Yun Yuan's hand and said bluntly.

"Where did you learn Taoism's non-competition, quietness and inaction?" Yun Yuan replied helplessly.

"The young man in the past would not beg for mercy easily. He should use ink to make people speechless with poetry, or use that sharp mouth to tease the other party so that they cannot get off the stage." Lu Weilou did not take the wine glass, and directly raised the whole The altar wine was poured down his throat, and he also spoke words to tease Yun Yuan.

Unknowingly, everyone has known each other for decades.Talk about it without hesitation.

"Lu Weilou..." Yun Yuan rubbed his forehead irritably, these guys are sitting on the Baijia Pavilion, how can they have the stability of a human saint?

Although Yun Yuan is a sub-sage, but because of the way he did it, he was not promoted as a hero at all, and naturally he did not sit in the Baijia Pavilion.He is also happy to be a wild crane.But in the past eight years, Lu Weilou seemed to have opened up, and he was really trying to pursue himself, and he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

And Qi Guang, even without the contract, followed him, and even grandiosely waved a peach blossom forest in his secluded place, in the name of helping him decorate it.

"Young people don't know how to feel sad, so they just force their sorrows to write new words. Please calm down." Yun Yuan couldn't help laughing when he thought of his arrogance and willfulness while drinking.He also has those moments when he does whatever he wants and doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Time is such a wonderful thing.

If he were to be like ten years ago now, he might not be able to do it.

"Young people don't know what it's like to be sad..." The building finally became quiet, and everyone recalled the old scene, and it was inevitable that they felt melancholy.A new generation replaces the old. Is their era also over?

"Yun Yuan, when will you become a saint?" A hundred schools of thought contended, but only one family stood out and skyrocketed.And the one who overwhelms all heroes in this era is the strategist Yun Yuan!

Only he can become a saint.

"After the competition is over." Yun Yuan swallowed a sip of his drink, not paying much attention to the shocking things.

"So fast?!" Everyone was taken aback when they heard this.They know that Yun Yuan has a unique view on the way of vertical and horizontal, because he is the only one who uses this way for all races in the world.But everyone thought that the young man's achievement as a sub-sage in just a few years was already the limit, but they didn't expect that the other party had unknowingly touched the ultimate, only one step away.

"Maybe this is the last time you will see me." Yun Yuan smiled calmly.No one knows what will happen after being sanctified, and no one knows whether he can survive the thunder disaster.I heard that in his last life, he died and disappeared.

"What? Do you have something to say to me?" Yun Yuan slowly swept across the faces of everyone, fearing that he would not be able to forget these friends.It's a blessing to have come here and met them.

"When you first went to the battlefield, I read "No Clothes" in the Book of Songs." The first person to speak was Lu Weilou, who was the most calm. Ten years ago when Yunyuan first went to the battlefield, Lu Weilou was holding a spear , the sentence "Qiyue has no clothes, and the same robe as the son", interpreted for him what fighting is.

"It's not that one that I really miss." Yun Yuan and Lu Weilou looked at each other, and he gradually saw something in each other's eyes, and his indifferent expression finally moved.

"What I miss is a line from "Beating the Drum." The expressions of the saints suddenly froze. They had heard of Lu Weilou Xinmu Yunyuan more or less, but this was the first time they heard it with their own ears.

Who doesn't know the most famous sentence in "Beating the Drum" in the Book of Songs?

Life and death are in agreement, talk to Zicheng!Hold your hand and grow old with you!

Yun Yuan never thought that that person would really dare to speak out clearly, and if he said it in front of everyone, he would have no turning back.

"Do you think I should read it out? At this time, here, at this moment." Who said that Lu Weilou rushed to the battlefield with all his heart and no romantic feelings?Saying such words to any woman casually will definitely move the other party beyond measure.

Yun Yuan put down his wine glass and stood up slowly, after a long time, he finally said: "In this life, the only thing I yearn for is the word 'death at the same point'."

"If you can find my burial place, what if I promise you the rest of your life?"

If he becomes a saint, the world will build a tomb for him in his hometown for future generations to look up to; if he dies, he will leave a tomb for future generations to sigh.But there will not be the place where he survived the catastrophe, and it will not be the place where his bones are buried.

Yun Yuan himself was not sure what the outcome would be after crossing the catastrophe, but he had to make a promise to give Lu Weilou and the immortal lying on the eaves of Qionglou an excuse to give up.

He believed that no one could find it there.

"Did you hear that?" Yun Yuan raised his head and asked upwards, a few pieces of bricks and tiles from the eaves outside suddenly slipped, only the remaining fragrance of peach blossoms disappeared with the wind.

Yun Yuan disappeared after the Grand Competition, and no one knew where he went, and no one knew whether he was sanctified or disappeared in ashes.

It was only then that everyone realized that this young man seemed to be the best in the world, but he was actually looking for the traces left by him carefully, and there was nothing but shocking articles.

He likes fine wine but is not addicted to alcohol, he is happy to show off but not deliberately, he is infatuated with mountains and rivers but not nostalgic... If a young man keeps a low profile, it is as if he has evaporated in the world, and there are only ten people who are close to him.

And within a year of Yunyuan's disappearance, all the peach blossoms in the world bloomed, and the brilliant fragrance lingered among all ethnic groups.Qi Guang pinched the delicate petals with his fingertips, listening to their whispers, and then with a wave of his hand, a pink storm gathered and swept across the endless land again.

Obviously the world is under his eyes and ears, why can't he find that person!Why exactly? !Qi Guang leaned against the peach blossom tree and laughed softly.

Die together?How could he die if he was a fairy?Yun Yuan rejected him from the very beginning, but he was not reconciled.If he finds the place where the youth can overcome the catastrophe, he will never let go, no matter whether it is life or death!

Qi Guang searched for ten years, but still couldn't find it.Yun Yuan never showed up again, not only did his appearance not blur and recede with time, but it became more and more clear as if it was yesterday.

The Peach Blossom Fairy laughs at herself and revisited her hometown for countless times, from the Peach Blossom Forest where she met, to the Qin State Academy that accompanied her, to the cold forest that separated her, and the noisy battlefield.

His favorite is Qin Guo Academy, because those two years are more vivid than the previous 5000 years; what he dares not to come to is also Qin Guo Academy, because he made the most ridiculous decision here.

Yun Yuan's lifespan is too short to be with him for a long time?Now if you can see the young man again, what is this ancient time? !

For the first time, Peach Blossom Immortal stepped into the woods where he was drunk with Yun Yuan back then, it was a place he tried to avoid.

The lush pine tree stands quietly, and Yun Yuan is happy to lie on it and take a nap.The peach blossom forest not far away...

Qi Guang's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the slender fingers hanging by his side slowly tightened, creaking, and the blood between the fingers continued, dripping onto the wet ground drop by drop.

The peach blossom forest there... forever!No!Sheng!open!

"When the peach blossoms here bloom, I will return." What he said to Yun Yuan himself back then has become his cage today!

No wonder he couldn't find Yunyuan, no wonder... because this is a place where peach blossoms never appear!That is the Law of Kurong issued by him as the Peach Blossom Fairy.

Qi Guang staggered to the tallest flower tree and leaned over, inserting his bloodstained palms into the soil, pushing aside layer by layer.

The outlines of the two jade plaques buried under the tree gradually emerged, and the two were close together.

One says Strategists, the other says... Military Strategists.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Presumptuous laughter suddenly echoed in the academy, and the exuberant fairy energy surged crazily, almost bursting the air.

The peach blossoms have already bloomed, after all, it is the people who have not returned!

The author has something to say:

①From Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave", the next two sentences are both in "No Clothes" and "Drumming" in the Book of Songs.

over!That's why I said that the male protagonist is not important, but if you think about it carefully, it's really Lu Weilou.It's really HE, it's definitely HE after they ascended to become a saint.

It took me three months to write this article, and I couldn’t hold on to it for a while, but gradually I experienced a lot of growth. Thank you for your company along the way.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, important things are said three times.