After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

De Yun approached, patted Xie Yu's shoulder gently, and healed his injury: "Ling Xun must be very happy, go back and see your master uncle." At least Xie Yu will be safe in Jianzong, during this period , they'll take care of it.

Xie Yu understood what De Yun meant, and although he thought it was nothing, he nodded his head: "Yeah." After returning to Jianzong, he can sneak out again. With his current cultivation level, few people can find his whereabouts.

If it is discovered, it will be a war.

Those people, even those in the world of cultivating immortals, have no need to live.

De Yun looked at Xie Yu, then at Qiu Liren and Ge Yun, and said kindly, "Cang Lan, it's up to you." These people have grown up.

Xie Yu bowed his head: "Don't dare."

Deyun Xianzun is a respectable elder.

While the few people were talking, a mirage-like phantom appeared in the sky of Jiazhou again, permeating people's coldness and ghostly aura.After 500 years, the ghost town reappeared. On the city tower sat a boy in black. The wind was so strong that his hair was disheveled and his clothes flapped.

He seemed to be aware of peeping, and glanced at Liangjie Mountain. His skin was white, his lips were bright red, and his white eyes were shining brightly.

Lin Xiaolu is still in Jiazhou.

In 600, he was very old, and a sudden change occurred, and the family immediately burst into a commotion: "Quiet, quiet."

Lin Xiaohua is a descendant of Lin Xiaolu who has been raised for many generations. Since she was a child, she has shown a talent for cultivating Taoism. She is expected to enter the Sword Sect in the future, and she is loved by the family. On weekdays, Lin Xiaolu personally guides her in cultivation.

The teenage girl supported Lin Xiaolu: "Patriarch, be careful."

Lin Xiaolu was walking on crutches, his hands were shaking all the time, and he couldn't stop muttering: "It's him...it's him."

More than 400 years ago, Qiu Lingjun towned ghost towns alone.

Lin Xiaohua couldn't take her eyes away after just one glance, the young man was too good-looking.

She managed to stabilize her mind, and cautiously asked, "The ancestor knows him?"

That was when he was still young.

Lin Xiaolu still remembered his old friend Shui Wushuang, ignored Lin Xiaohua, and looked at the boy in black who hadn't changed a bit: "Wushuang, he's back."

Lin Xiaolu listened, Wushuang?

Xie Wushuang?

Thinking of this name, she couldn't stop her heart fluttering: "Do you know Xie Wushuang?" After counting the time, her ancestor did practice in Jianzong with Xie Wushuang.Did my mediocre ancestor know such a famous big shot?

Lin Xiaolu just came back to his senses, Xie Wushuang?No, he was talking about Shui Wushuang.

Opening his mouth, he smiled wryly, without explaining, just said, "I have seen Xie Wushuang before."

Everyone in the world knows Xie Wushuang, but no one in the world knows Shui Wushuang.

With admiration in her eyes, Lin Xiaohua asked curiously, "Can you tell me about Xie Wushuang..."

A few streaks of light streaked across the sky.

De Yun, Ling Xun, and several other immortals arrived.

What they were worried about happened, and Qiu Ling couldn't bear it. He was corroded by ghost energy for hundreds of years, and he had already turned into a half-ghost.Half-ghost...half-ghost is not human.

But the worst thing hadn't happened yet, Qiu Lingjun didn't go on a killing spree, and he still had human reason, and because of this, things became more difficult.

Qiu Lingjun entered the ghost town when he was in Baojiazhou, and was assimilated into a half-ghost for the sake of the common people.

They are not good enough to kill him.

But it's impossible to let a ghost and a half go.

No matter what that person was like in life, after becoming a ghost, he is definitely not a human being.

it's very windy.

Qiu Lingjun combed his temple hair with his fingers, and the person who was still in a daze caught a glimpse of a white shadow and stood up suddenly: "Brother." Seemingly a little nervous, he grabbed his sleeve, "You, are you here to pick me up?" ?”

Hundreds of years of anticipation supported the thought that he was still alive.

It is really painful to be eroded by ghost energy. There are no living things in the ghost city, and it is really dark.

Ling Xun actually likes Qiu Lingjun a lot, this kid has always been very bitter.

He couldn't stop the sadness in his heart: "He is a disciple of my Jianzong, he was only a hundred years old when he came in...he was still a child." Cang Lan couldn't bear it now that Qiu Lingjun was.

Xie Yu still didn't answer.

He had let go of Qiu Lingjun, and he didn't even have much hatred.So he just looked at him quietly, as if looking at a stranger.The sword array he left before should be activated.

Did not get an answer.

Qiu Lingjun lowered his head: "...I'm sorry." He said, "I'm really sorry."

It was because he was bad that senior brother didn't like him anymore, even saying a word felt superfluous, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and the young man smiled brightly, "Senior brother, there is no such thing as a soul."

Ling Xun raised his head suddenly.

This tone is wrong, this is, this is explaining the last words.Unspeakable sadness condensed in his heart, and he couldn't help crying: "Someone is going to leave again."

First it was the wayfinding, then it was Qiu Lingjun.

His sword sect... How many people will die for his sword sect?

Bai Hong was sent back to Jianzong's Burial Sword Valley by Qiu Lingjun to wait for the next destined person. He couldn't bear to let Bai Hong live in the ghost town where the sun never shines for hundreds of years.He came to this world naked, and he will return naked again.

Nothing, nothing left.

Qiu Lingjun gouged out his own eyes, and Dao Ling's eyes were separated from his body, turning into two white lights intertwined in the air, aura said, he refined his eyes into a pair of Pisces jade pendants, the Pisces jade pendants exuding pure white soft light Slowly drifting towards Xie Yu: "I only have these white eyes left."

"I would like to give this to my brother as a farewell thing." The corners of his eyes were still bleeding, and he was afraid that Xie Yu would not take it, so he added, "This is not dirty, it is clean."

Dao Lingyan, a natural spiritual creature, can't even be infected by ghosts, and he really can't see it anymore. The long-sealed sword array buried under the ghost city slowly floated up, and appeared in nine directions above the ghost city. The sword intent was surging, the murderous aura was fierce, and Qiu Ling was annihilated in this mighty white light. The handsome young man in black and snow-skinned finally turned his head, and said to Xie Yu amidst the tinkling of the bell: "Take care. "

Before dying, people probably think about whether there will be an afterlife.

Qiu Lingjun also thought about it for a short while.

With his senior brother around, he still wanted to come to this world.

But senior brother doesn't like him coming, so... it's better not to come.

Qiu Lingjun, Daoyun Jiazhou ghost town.

Shui Wushuang also saw the ghost city on Jiazhou, but his knowledge was shallow, so he came late, and saw with his own eyes that Qiu Lingjun disappeared into the monstrous sword array.

Xie Wushuang, it must be Xie Wushuang.

In this world, only Xie Wushuang can make Qiu Lingjun do everything willingly, even to die.

"Xie Wushuang, he is your junior brother, how could you treat him like this."

"400 years, Xie Wushuang, more than 400 years."

"There is no living thing in the ghost city. Qiu Ling suppressed the ghost city for you for 400 years and bore all the sins for you. He just wants you to take him back to Xiaozefeng." "...Even if you take him back and then kill him. "

Shui Wushuang has been by Feng Ciyue's side for so long, and she no longer doesn't understand anything.He knew that Qiu Lingjun was going to die, the young man smiled bitterly, "You, how can you bear it."

In the depths of the clouds and mist on the top of Jianzong Shenglong Peak, he was amazed by the rest of his past life.

"He's delusional."

"He is someone I admire."

Shui Wushuang knelt down, rubbed his fingers into the ground and blood flowed out, but he suddenly didn't realize it: "Don't treat him like this, Xie Wushuang, why did you hurt him once, and you hurt him again."

Feng Ciyue frowned.

Only then did he know that Shui Wushuang had escaped, but he dared to come here...he really didn't know what to do.

Qiu Lingjun was gone, Shui Wushuang touched his face, cut his cheek with his fingertips, and blood overflowed instantly: "This face, I will give it back to you." Actually, he doesn't like to be like others either.

He knew that in the eyes of many people, he was a clown and a shameless thief.

Shui Wushuang glanced at Xie Wushuang again, bent her lips and smiled: "You are really pretty."

He really deserves to be the person Qiu Lingjun likes.

It was him... who could never be.

Shui Wushuang stood up, with blood on his face, and calmly walked into the sword formation: "I love him."

"I really love him," he exclaims.

Another person melted into the sword array.

No one stopped it, or they didn't want to, or it was too unexpected.

Xie Yu was still just watching. He probably understood a little bit why Qiu Lingjun fell in love with Shui Wushuang in the previous life. Qiu Lingjun lacked love, he couldn't give it, but Shui Wushuang could.He thought that if Shui Wushuang had accompanied the blind Qiu Lingjun day and night during the 600 years he had been guarding the ghost city, it would be hard for Qiu Lingjun not to be tempted.

Feng Ciyue finally had some impression of Shui Wushuang.

In his mind, the young man like Xie Yu has always been alive a little bit, but only a little bit, like an ordinary wave in the sea, or a ripple in the heart of a lake for no reason.

400 years is still too short for Fengciyue.

Shui Wushuang couldn't be as startled as Xie Yu, he wasn't as bright as Xie Yu, but he also had his own unique toughness, like vigorous and tenacious weeds.

Qiu Lingjun died, and the person who came later, who was very similar to Xie Wushuang and said a lot of accusations, also died.However, none of the cultivators Mantian left, the atmosphere was stagnant, as if a thick layer of cement had been sealed in his lungs, and he couldn't breathe.

Shui Wushuang said that Xie Wushuang released the sword formation, but Xie Wushuang didn't refute it, so it was probably true.

Brothers from the same sect... why did this happen.

But no one spoke, no one dared to speak.

The news of Venerable Xie Wushuangtu has spread, and it seems that he has the strength of Venerable Xie Wushuang.

The Venerable cannot be questioned if he is not honored.

Cang Lan couldn't be higher than the Venerable.

No matter what happened today, it doesn't matter whether Xie Wushuang did it or not, the important thing is that Cang Lan may have given birth to a new venerable.

The Pisces jade pendant was still quietly floating in front of Xie Yu, with a delicate and soft luster.The transformation of Dao Lingyan should have the ability to break the kung fu. It is a semi-immortal weapon. Given time, it should be able to turn into a fairy weapon.

Xie Yu caught the jade pendant, rubbed it lightly, and gave it to two people separately, one was Qiu Liren, the other was Ge Yun: "I will lend you a hundred years." The young man's clothes were white, and his voice entered the broken jade, "Catch up with me as soon as possible."

Qiu Liren held the jade pendant with both hands. He was a little sad at first, but suddenly became excited: "Really? 100 years, you said, you can't go back on it!"

Dao Lingyan, this is it.

The same goes for Ge Yun, she held the jade pendant and promised: "I will cherish it."

After all, it was Qiu Lingjun's eyes.

... No matter what the purpose of Qiu Lingjun's departure, he still suppressed the ghost city, and even kept his eyes when he died, which is really admirable.

Xie Yu didn't care much.

He only responded softly: "Yes."

The people from Jingtian Pavilion have arrived. They have already arrived, but it is not easy to show up.

This time two ministers came, the man in gray robes with a white painted gold mask: "Xie Xiaoyou." He held a pen in his hand, "Congratulations Xie Xiaoyou, congratulations Xie Xiaoyou today Tu Zun." They have already personally confirmed.

This is an old acquaintance, Minister of the Heaven Department. He looked at Xie Yu with friendly eyes. After recording, he smoothed his collar and gave a peer salute, "I have seen Daoist Wushuang."

In Canglan, the Daojun and the Venerable are treated as peers.

Daojun is essentially at the same level as the Venerable, and Immortal Venerable is a title given to those who are close to ascension or who are highly respected, so Daojun is not necessarily weaker than the Venerable, but he must be very young.

Xie Yu was very young.

He, the Taoist Lord of the tide seal, will not be called Zun until the next tide.

He returned a peer salute: "I've seen Fellow Daoist Jingtian Pavilion."

Almost everyone who can come has arrived.

Canglan's creatures number in the hundreds of millions, but their ranks are no more than a few hundred.

Ge Yun and Qiu Liren looked at each other, there was really nothing they could do, although they were of the same generation, they were no longer of the same generation at this moment, the two nodded, held the junior salute, and respectfully said: "I have seen Daoist Wushuang. "

Yi Luoling, Huang Zuiliu, who came late, smiled at each other, and saluted with everyone. The voices of several people were superimposed, like a wave, and spread far away: "I have seen Wushuang Daojun."

In the future, except for the honorable position, you are not allowed to call Xie Wushuang directly.

You must be respected as Wushuang Daojun.

Xie Yu's expression remained the same: "Excuse me."