God has been dead for 300 years

"Disciple?"

Li Bai's gentle voice was almost close to his ears, with restrained worry and joy in that voice, Li Bai bit the tip of his tongue hard, and came to his senses completely, he looked straight into Huaying's eyes, and said, "Master, I ..." It was like a dream.

Before she could finish her sentence, Hua Ying suddenly hugged him tightly.

Li Bai opened his mouth wide, stared blankly for a moment, then immediately turned his back on the guest, and put his hands around the half-arched back of the master.

Darkness, ruins, icy wind, between the two of them, it seems that there are new flowers blooming in the barren world, and songs of hope burst out in the endless hell, everything is warm and comfortable.

"Master and apprentice love each other!" A playful voice sounded.

Huaying's body paused, her expression turned cold for a moment, she pulled a protective shield on the spot, and said to Li Bai, "wait for a while as a teacher."

Li Bai tried to move his wrist, but he no longer felt the tearing feeling that pierced his bones. He nodded absentmindedly, and looked at the speaker——

If the bud-colored thin fir looks like a polite smile, it is undoubtedly the element in the song's memory.

Li Bai frowned, and grabbed Huaying's arm with his backhand, "Master, is there an immortal named Yuanwei in the Immortal Palace?"

Huaying turned her head back, feeling quite confused, "No." He reacted very quickly, squinting at the person who walked out of the ruins, "Yuan Wei, is there something different?"

Li Bai nodded cautiously, "300 years ago, Qiniang and Ge were expelled because of repeated disturbances, and Yuan Wei was also involved. If he was just a mortal, it is normal that there is no trace of him in the fairy book, but in the memory of Ge Yi Among them, Yuan Wei has the blood of an immortal. Since the incident happened back then, why didn't Yuan Wei go to the Immortal Palace to accept investigation?"

Hua Ying concentratingly said, "Anyone who has the blood of an immortal, even if he does not serve in the Immortal Hall, must be registered and recorded in the Immortal Hall. As you said, something strange happened back then."

Huaying thought for a while, then asked uncertainly, "Can you enter Geyi's memory?"

Li Bai was also a little inexplicable, thinking of himself singing in the shape he remembered, he couldn't help but choke like swallowing hundreds of flies, and nodded half-dead.

Li Bai said, "Yuanwei may be the breakthrough point of what happened back then."

Hua Ying let out a "huh", as if agreeing.

As for what happened back then, the two of them tacitly looked at the Yihan Shenjian in Li Bai's hand silently.

Yuan Wei laughed mockingly, the blood on the corner of his mouth was slightly weird, "Yi Han's death, what does it have to do with me, tsk - killed my puppet, and still wants to make a fuss about me, there are such wishful thinking people in the world? "

Hua Ying said, "Since you fished in troubled waters, you don't want to talk about it now, when I kill you, the prison in the Immortal Palace happens to be waiting for you, and there are plenty of ways to pry your mouth open. "

Li Bai looked at the place he was in, he couldn't find a good piece of land, obviously he had already experienced a fierce battle, and when he looked at Yuan Wei's dirty clothes, he twitched his lips and said, "He who knows the current affairs is a hero. "

Yuan Wei hummed provocatively from his throat.

Li Bai: "..."

Huaying drew her gun and jumped.

Li Bai looked at Shizun's clean white clothes, then looked at Yuan Wei who was in a state of embarrassment, pursed his lips and remained silent.

But for a moment.

Huaying's hair was not messed up, Shi Shiran returned to Li Bai's side.

Looking at Yuan Wei again, already missing an arm, he was half kneeling on the ground panting, half of his clothes were soaked in blood, beside him, Song Yi changed into another shell and kept spraying medicine on his wound with shaking hands, seeing Li Bai Stand up, bite your lip and follow.

It's not like the madness before.

There is no resentment, resentment, or abuse, and there is no wave in his eyes, with the restraint that has gone through thousands of sails, and he is much closer to him when he confronted Qiniang in his memory.

Li Bai asked Huaying in a low voice, "'True and False Inn', 'True and False Songs'?"

Huaying stroked her chin and said, "It's also possible that both of them are him?"

Li Bai raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

Hua Ying said, "Extreme demon character, split and exist, if there are evil songs in the fake inn, and good thoughts in the real inn, then it can be compared with the past."

Li Bai blinked.

Xindao, what is it, there seems to be no such record in the ancient books of the fairy world.

Seeing that Master didn't have the desire to continue talking, Li Bai curled his lips and didn't ask any further questions, pretending to look away indifferently.

Ge Yi hesitated and stopped moving forward, and said softly, "Xianjun, Yihan Shenjian, can you take a look with me?"

Li Bai was speechless.

And no matter how different the songs of Good and Evil are in terms of style, the obsession with One Cold Excalibur is outrageous.

Li Bai held the sword in his arms and kept silent.

Huaying was even more distant and indifferent, "You think you are qualified?"

Ge Yi's face froze, he took a deep breath, the wind brushed his hair between the temples, and the sand and stones blinded his eyes.

Ge Yi wiped his face indiscriminately, and covered his pale face with his white palms. Under his shell-like nails, his fingers were pinched blue and white, and the veins on the back of his palms were slightly pulsating.After a long time, he slowly squatted down with his back to the two, hugged his knees and said in a hoarse voice, "What happened back then..."

600 years ago, the Yao clan was in chaos, and the Kunpeng clan was wiped out.

Ge Yi, who had only been transformed into a human form for a few years, escaped by hiding in a cave. Fake Kun went through untold hardships to bring Ge Yi to the world.

Fake Kun stared curiously at the mountains and rivers in the world with his twinkling eyes, and said, "Ge Yi, call me Qiniang from now on."

"Okay." Ge Yi replied sullenly, lying on her huge head.

The big head continued, "Let's go to Liyang. That small world has always believed in Kunpeng. It is the most hidden place. Those who chase us will definitely not find it."

"Then go."

Ge Yi and Qiniang found a hidden mountain forest in the small country of Liyang, named Duanya Mountain, and practiced painstakingly.

The mountains are cold, and Qiniang yearns for the outside world more and more.

One day, Qiniang swings the swing on top of a tree and sees the caravan coming and going down the mountain. They light up the fire and cook with little smoke, and the food they make is extremely delicious. .

Qiniang rolled her eyes and said to Mu Mu who was practicing Linshui, "Ge Yi, you have practiced for ten hours today, let's go to the town to play, I heard that there are many little sugar figurines, melons and pancakes, Much more delicious than the salty snacks in the sea!"

Kunpeng's enlightenment period was very long. In the first 30 years, he was ignorant of world affairs, half man, half fish.

Now, Ge Yihua has only been in human form for ten years, he has grown up a little, and his mind is not very complete.Facing the invitation of a playmate who has been with me for decades, it is understandable to be emotional.

Ge Yi opened his mouth into a circle, and there was a little struggle in his eyes.

But after a moment, he shook his head resolutely, "You go, I, I want to practice."

Qiniang's lively eyes rolled around, trying to control her complacent expression, and pretending to regret, "Okay, then I'll go."

After speaking, the fiery red figure bounced and disappeared into the forest.

Half a year later, Qiniang wrote a letter, telling him triumphantly that she had become the No.

The song expresses congratulations with surprise.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. One day, Qiniang returned to the cliff mountain.

The song was a little longer, and it was already quite clear, and said to Qiniang, who had not reunited for a long time, "Qiniang, what are you burying?"

Qiniang put down the shovel, loosened the belt around her waist, and said angrily, "I met some bedbugs and said I love them, but after sleeping all night, the soles of my feet got oily. I chased them and blocked them and asked why. The bedbug actually scolded me, do you think this can be tolerated?"

Ge Yi replied, "It's really wrong to curse people."

Qiniang kicked the broken leg, and said as a matter of course, "That's right, so I made gestures with them twice, are they porcelain? Look, it will break if you touch it. There is no place to hide it in the town. I carried it back and buried it."

Ge Yi frowned slightly, and said, "The Kunpeng clan has been dormant for three years in the event of drought, and reborn in the face of water. Do humans also have a period of dormancy?"

Qiniang's eyes glowed with a strange color, she clapped Geyi's shoulder with her muddy hand, and praised, "Of course, you are as smart as you! We grew up together, right? How about this, help me a little Busy, there may be many sleeping humans in the future, you can help me bury them, okay?"

Ge smiled shyly, "Okay."

A few years later.

A group of tree-cutting people came from Duanya Mountain, disturbing Ge to practice, so they moved to another place.

Soon after, Geyi ushered in the month of adulthood, but on this day, another group of people came and cut down the forest.

Ge Yi saw a large number of trees collapsing with his own eyes, startling the birds to scatter.

A whole mountain, a sea of ​​fire.

Ge Yi used demon power to separate the water pavilion he usually lived in from the outside world, so he observed the actions of the people, and found that they burned the mountains and planted green leaves on the already fertile soil.

Song somehow feels that those seedlings are a little close.

On the last day of the coming-of-age month, a cold god came from the fairy world.

She was dressed in a white robe embroidered with satin, her face was like a crown of jade, and her eyebrows looked like frost and snow, bringing a hint of coldness.

In the early winter, the lotus ponds were already in decline, but the gods came down to earth and blessed all life, and they bloomed for another season, swaying in the clear shallow water, elegant and fragrant.

Seeing Yihan's expression, Ge Yi didn't dare to rush forward like he was when he was a child, and just held on to the door frame, hesitating.

After all, it was Yihan who spoke first, and to his surprise, he said calmly, "After all these years, how are you doing?"

Ge took two steps forward awkwardly, thinking that when he was in the Kunpeng clan, Yihan had always looked at him with crooked eyes, making fun of him, but now he was so unsalty, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Moreover, after so many years, Yihan never found him.

He said with some anger, "It's not good to exterminate the clan and wander around."

Yihan nodded, knowing that he was complaining, and said, "Qiniang treated you very well and arranged for you a lot. This gentleman only got your traces in the past few days. If you don't investigate, you don't know that you are so capable. Come out."

The song affirmed Yihan's previous sentence, but his attitude towards the latter sentence was somewhat inexplicable, "What do you mean?"

Yi Han asked softly, "Is cultivation for revenge?"

Ge Yi's expression turned ugly, "Otherwise?"

Yihan said again, "Is revenge finding the enemy who exterminates the clan, or is it harming the common people indiscriminately?"

Song Yidao, "If you have a grievance and a debtor, it is natural to find an enemy."

Yihan was silent for a moment, then asked abruptly, "Do you still remember the cliff mountain?"

Surprised by Yihan's question, Ge Yi said, "Duanya Mountain is my former residence, but didn't you just get my trace?"

He looked at Yihan with some suspicion.

Yihan turned his head to look at the low emerald green outside the demon force field, his long sleeves shook, and in an instant, the newly planted saplings all over the mountains and plains were destroyed.

Gray black smoke curled up, then screamed and fell in mid-air.

It's like a child crying at night, or like a beast panting.

Yihan said, "In the cliff mountain, hundreds of corpses that you buried with your own hands have been dug out."