After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

Xie Wushuang and Shen Chungui have disappeared since Liangjie Mountain, but what is certain is that they are not dead, Xie Wushuang's soul lamp in Jianzong is still on, and Shen Chungui's soul card is safe and sound in Changliu Mountain.

Le Sheng Xianzun sent Shen Suanzi back to Changliu Mountain, and saw him looking at Shen Chungui's soul card with a sad expression on his face: "What are you looking at? My life is almost gone, and I am still thinking about my offspring?" Shen Chungui, the Shen family has always had a weak bloodline. In this generation, Shen Chungui is the only direct lineage left, but the fortune teller himself is a mud bodhisattva.

The fortune teller turned his eyes back, and said with a smile, "I'm old, I'm old." People like to worry when they get old, so after a while, "300 years." He still hasn't forgotten Xie Yu's sword, "Xie Wushuang again A 300-year reprieve for this tide."

This tide is wrong, too fast, really too fast.

The Venerable Realm usually only appears at a later stage. This tide has only started for more than 100 years, and the Venerable has already fallen like rain. He said seriously, "Le Sheng, go back and teach your sect disciples to cherish these 300 years."

Le Sheng obviously also knew: "Do you still need me to teach?"

Geniuses have self-esteem, and they are all people of the same era. Geyun Qiu Liren and the others will not allow themselves to fall behind too much, "I have received the letter, and Liren has gone to Lingyun's mansion."

Qiu Liren is actually quite salty, and he was the one who forced him to practice on weekdays, "You know the Lingyun mansion, you won't be able to get out of the mansion in 200 years." This is also a great determination and perseverance.

Shen Suanzi also received the letter: "Ge Yun Qin Miaomiao and others will leave Canglan soon."

Le Sheng smiled: "This must be stimulated."

He also somewhat understood, became more serious, and said in a deep voice, "How on earth did Xie Wushuang practice?" This is totally unreasonable.No matter how talented, in just a hundred years... it is absolutely impossible.

In fact, he was a little worried that Xie Wushuang had taken a crooked path, and the only thing that could make people's cultivation greatly increase in a short period of time was the magic skill.

The fortune teller has profound knowledge: "I suspect that Xie Wushuang has something to do with that person."

He recognized the sword, it was Zangfeng.

Canglan knew many people about Daozu, but not many people knew about him, and even he knew very little information.

Le Sheng also thought of Jingtian Pavilion, and said vaguely: "It's not surprising if I got the inheritance from that person."

After all, he is the ancestor of Dao, and he is able to overwhelm the heroes in the prehistoric era when all the ancestors screamed together.

I have to admire it.

……

After this battle, Feng Ciyue suffered more injuries and had to recuperate at Ling Xuefeng.

The heavy snow is long, and the green pines are always green.

The moss on the stone steps has not been cleaned for a long time, climbing and spreading, covering the ladder.

Feng Ciyue looked up to the sky, and suddenly felt a little lonely. His robe was covered with a layer of shark gauze as light as a cicada's wing.

The sound of the wind, the sound of snow, the sound of withered branches.

Only there is no human voice.

Feng Ciyue is Xijing, before he found Xie Yu, he lived alone in Ling Xuefeng all year round, and after he found Xie Yu, he set up a new Xiaoze Peak, so he has two points of popularity.He walked aimlessly, and when he came back to his senses, he had already arrived at Xiaoze Peak.

Yinggeyanyanwu, fallen petals are colorful.

Large expanses of peach blossoms are blowing like rain, and the clear sky and blue lake are like a dream.Feng Ciyue reached out to catch a piece of soft peach blossom, he hadn't been here for a long time, realized that Xie Yu was not close to him, and to avoid suspicion, he no longer set foot here.

Holding the peach blossom, there is a ray of sweet and greasy fragrance.

"Jeep!"

Xianjun is back!

The cheerful bird chirps sweetly, "chirp chirp chirp!"

All the blessings of the immortal, and Yongkang, the immortal.

Feng Ciyue saw a flame, it should be said to be a red bird.Its body is light and dignified, its tail feathers are unfolding slowly, and its flying posture is beautiful and elegant. It seems that it realized that it has recognized the wrong person. It suddenly stopped and tilted its head: "Chichi?"

who are you?

Like the master.

Firefinch is just a house bird. He has never been out since he came to Xiaozefeng. He is addicted to eating and drinking all day long, and he lives a happy life.It has only met three people, Qiu Lingjun, Shen Chungui, and Xie Yu, except that Qiu Lingjun was very fierce at the beginning, saying that he would pluck its feathers to make a beggar chicken, and everyone in Xiaozefeng treated it very well.

In its impoverished little head, people who come to Xiaozefeng are automatically equated with good people. Although He Feng Ciyue doesn't know him, he is still very friendly and takes the initiative to entertain guests: "Chichijiji?"

The host is not at home. Is this your first time here?Do you want tea?

Feng Ciyue is Xie Yu, the master, and the owner of this place, but this bird treats him as a guest.

He looked at the tea set on the Sightstone table: "Yes."

Huoque manipulated its spiritual power to make tea for Feng Ciyue, which it practiced to please Xie Yu, but it would not be stingy when guests came: "Chiji." Please, Xianjun.

It has a very lively personality. Although it likes to stay at home, it is still a bit impatient after not seeing anyone for so long. It asked expectantly, "Chichi Chichi?" Does Xianjun know when the master will come back?

The Firefinch twisted its feathers, its black eyes moistened: "Chi Chi Chi Chi."

I have become more beautiful now, and I want to show the master.

He also didn't know when Xie Yu would come back.

Feng Zhiyue only knew that Xie Yu and Shen Chungui disappeared together, so he lowered his eyes: "I don't know."

Firebird was a little disappointed, but quickly pulled himself together.

This is the owner's home, it is waiting here, and it can always wait for the owner to come back.Xie Yu didn't go back to Xiao Zefeng very often, and it wasn't very sad: "Chichiji?"

What about Qiu Xianjun?

Qiu Lingjun was still very kind to it, and when Xie Yu was not around, they were usually the ones who stayed together.

Feng Ciyue looked up: "You don't know?"

Firebird was puzzled: "Chichi?"

what do you know?

Isn't it that the master and Qiu Lingjun went out together decades ago?

"A ghost town appeared in Jiazhou." Feng Ciyue said calmly, "Qiu Lingjun suppressed the ghost town."

Firebird nodded: "Chichiji?"

When will Qiu Xianjun come back?

Feng Ciyue held the cup: "I probably won't be able to come back."

"..."

Firebird didn't seem to understand, but it knew what it meant to not come back.It was a little dazed, pecked with its head down, and combed its feathers with its beak. The black bean eyes shed a few tears in a very humane way, "Chi Chi Chi Chi."

I have become beautiful.

The flamingo has become more beautiful, it can fly, and it is no longer a wild chicken, so it asked again, "Chi Chi Chi?" Why didn't it come back?

Because he will die if he goes to suppress the ghost town.

Feng Ciyue didn't answer.

Huoque didn't ask again, Canglan was like this, many people never came back once they left.

It was just drooping, its bright feathers dimmed a bit, and it didn't even have the mood to entertain guests. It shrank under the peach blossom tree in frustration, and buried its head in its wings.

Feng Ciyue didn't make a sound, one person and one bird were silent for a long time.

It was getting dark, and the Firefinch ran over again, and it asked again: "When will the master come back?"

Apart from cultivating, it is waiting for people.

Has been guarding Xiaozefeng.

The bird doesn't seem very smart.

Feng Ciyue glanced at the bird demon who was not yet cultivated: "I don't know. Decades...or hundreds of years." The monks went out to practice and practice, and it was normal for decades and hundreds of years.

The Flamingo opened its beak wide and looked stupid.

It shook its tail feathers: "Chi Chi Chi."

so long.

Decades, hundreds of years.

Its lifespan is only a few hundred years.

Feng Ciyue has always been cold and cold, and he also knows that this time is too long for Huoque: "Do you want to go out?"

go out?

The Firebird shook its head and called cheerfully, "Chi Chi Chi."

I want to guard the house for Xianjun.

It is a good bird.

Feng Ciyue said: "You don't need to guard here, no one will touch here."

In Jianzong, in Ling Xuefeng, Xiao Zefeng is very safe.

Huoque tilted his head: "Ji." I know.

It explained, "Chick Chick? Chick Chick?"

What should I do if there is no one to pick up Xianjun?Did no one pick you up when you came back?

Feng Ciyue was startled: "..."

He took a sip of tea, "I like quiet."

No one is needed.

Huoque blinked, feeling that the extremely luxurious fairy in front of him was a little strange.

He is a strange fairy.

It was already completely dark, seeing Feng Ciyue getting up to leave, it hurriedly said: "Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi."

If Xianjun sees my master, remember to ask him to come back twice more.

A bird is kind of boring.

Feng Ciyue didn't think this was a spiritual pet raised by Xie Yu, so he asked Huoque, "Who taught you this?"

Huoque would still feel sad when he thought of Qiu Lingjun.

It froze again, but still replied: "Chichichiji."

It was Qiu Xianjun.

Qiu Lingjun taught it to say auspicious words, and taught it to come out to meet its master.

During the days when the master was away, they waited together.

If you can't wait for one day, wait for two days, and if you can't wait for two days, wait for two years... Last time it seemed that I waited for 40 years.

Qiu Xianjun can't come back, no one should call him a stupid bird anymore.

But Firebird didn't know why he couldn't be happy.

Hearing that it was Qiu Lingjun, Feng Ciyue was quiet for a moment, everything changed after Qiu Lingjun came, he once thought that Wushuang liked Qiu Lingjun, but no.

Wushuang doesn't seem to have any affection for Qiu Lingjun, not even a little friendship between brothers and sisters.Wushuang asked Qiu Lingjun to guard the ghost city, and Feng Ciyue admitted that he was happy.

It wasn't until now that he suddenly came to his senses. Does Wushuang feel a bit like a master and apprentice to him?

Should... probably not.

Feng Ciyue could only think of one explanation, that is, Xie Yu knew what was on his mind.

His eyelashes trembled a few times, and he walked a few steps as if nothing had happened, with a sweet taste in his throat, he lowered his head unconsciously: "Pfft!" The scarlet blood sprayed on the grass.

Frightened and wounded, he vomited blood.

Immortal Venerable's blood contained endless spiritual power, and the grass began to grow crazily, reaching the height of half a person in a blink of an eye.

The Firefinch retreated tens of meters in fright, it was just a little dazed, not really stupid.After realizing that Feng Ciyue's cultivation was extremely advanced, she resisted the urge to lick the blood. Under the overwhelming aura, it crawled on the ground as a whole bird, trembling: "The little demon pays homage to the immortal."

Feng Ciyue covered his lips, he wiped away the blood on his palm with a handkerchief, then raised his hand to wipe away the traces: "It's nothing."

He wanted Huoque not to be restrained, but after seeing the sincerity and fear in Huoque's eyes, he restrained his expression and said indifferently, "Back off."

There is no sadness, not even a trace of superfluous emotion, he is used to it.

As the descendant of Canglan's first clan, Feng's, he was given high hopes since he was a child, and he has always enjoyed this treatment.

……

"who are you?"

"The wind says goodbye to the moon."

"The Wind Says Goodbye to the Moon?!"

"...Meet fellow daoist."

"Ah."

……

They didn't seem to take him personally.

He is the successor of the Feng clan, the genius of the Sword Sect, the savior and the light of the righteous way, except that he is not Feng Ciyue.