Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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Three days passed in a flash.

On this day, Luohe Jiufeng's fairy music is misty, and the peak masters of all peaks rarely show up together. They live in Jiutian with different expressions, but their eyes are all on the peak that has been silent for 800 years.

Liuyun Peak is about to open the mountain gate.

This Liuyun Peak of the Luohe Sword Sect 800 years ago is a legend in the cultivation world of the Canglan Continent.

There was the Canglan Sword Master who betrayed the human race and became the demon king of the North; there was also the No. 1 human race, Jingheng Immortal Venerable who single-handedly created the Canglan Academy for generations.

Walking out of this peak, even though they have not formally entered Liuyun Peak, they are the current Emperor Jingdi of Zhongzhou who has been tacitly regarded as the student of those two people, and Ruokong, the Buddha disciple of Chengshuiyuan.

Surrounding those two people was the High Priest of the Spirit Race of the South Island, the number one Demon General in the Northland, Empress Donghuang...

The most dazzling young geniuses in the Canglan Continent thousands of years ago have now become unattainable figures in the Nine Heavens.

And they are all related to this peak.

Therefore, even though the Crown Prince is no longer in this world, and Immortal King Jingheng has been hiding from the world for many years, this time Liuyun Peak reopened the mountain gate, but it still made the other peak masters dare not neglect in the slightest.

The reopening of the mountain gate at Liuyun Peak, which has been banned for 800 years, will it be a harbinger of Immortal King Jingheng's imminent reappearance?

If Immortal King Jing Heng leaves the pass, it obviously means that Liu Yunding will really re-enter the world.

And the big figures associated with it will naturally not be as silent as they have been in the past 800 years.

Until then--

How turbulent should the Canglan Continent be?

"when--"

The Qingmiao bell rang from the Jiutian Peak, and Luo Qingqiu, the head of the school, appeared from a distance from the clouds, but without saying a word, he just raised his hand and called out a token, sending Qingfeng to Xiao Chongyan's hand.

Xiao Chongyan held the token of the mountain gate in his hand, felt the aura in it, and naturally understood what Luo Qingqiu meant.

The mountain gate of Liuyunding was sealed by Jing Heng, even Luo Qingqiu couldn't open it, but Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing were approved by Liuyunding, then they can go up the mountain without hindrance.

In other words, Liuyun Peak did not really reopen the mountain gate.

It just left a hole for Xiao Chongyan.

It is quite intriguing to think about the deep meaning behind this.

"After going up the mountain, everything will be clear."

Gu Jing spoke in a low voice, sounding extremely calm and calm, but her gaze towards Liu Yunding was somewhat complicated.

It seems strange, but also familiar. There are inadvertent nostalgia flashing away, but there is also hatred buried deep in the eyes.

In the end, all emotions disappeared, leaving only a little regret.

This look of regret, in the eyes of the Nine Heavens Saints who have been paying attention to the two of them, is somewhat confusing, but they still find nothing.

And when they set their sights on Xiao Chongyan, trying to read more meanings——

The young man in white flicked his sleeves and smiled softly, and then the breeze rose suddenly under his feet, and he didn't even control his sword, so he just rose against the wind.

In an instant, he fell into the mountain guard formation on Liuyun Peak!

The cloud and mist surrounding Liuyun Peak didn't even disperse, and two figures like rainbows entered the mountain gate, engulfed by the cloud and mist, and could no longer be seen.

"--boom!"

It wasn't until this moment that the sound of the opening of the mountain protection formation came, and it was superimposed with the rumbling sound of the formation closing again, echoing endlessly between the heaven and the earth.

The frozen Liuyun Peak fell silent again, quietly disappearing behind the clouds, as if nothing had changed.

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"rustle."

The sound of the corner of the robe rubbing against the ground slowly sounded, Xiao Chongyan and Gu Jing were walking slowly on the almost endless stairs behind the mountain gate.

They obviously could directly ride the wind to reach the top of the mountain, but for some reason, since they entered the mountain gate, they both chose to land on the mountain path and walked up step by step.

The gurgling water flows down along the sides of the steps, like two naturally formed undercurrents.

Over time, the temperature here gradually began to rise.

In places invisible to the outside world, the ice is gradually melting.

"Snapped."

The branches on both sides of the stairs that were covered with fine snow suddenly stretched out, and the snow was shaken off, blending into the undercurrent and cascading down together.

The roadside was full of viburnum in an instant.

From the beginning of the mountain gate, all the way to the top of the mountain.

"This is Qiong Dao of Liuyun Peak."

Xiao Chongyan reached out to catch the light golden falling flowers slowly floating in the air, and spoke softly, as if he was explaining to Gu Jing, but also as if he was talking to himself.

"The ban on this place has not been completely lifted, and the Qiong Dao we see is far less than one-tenth of what it was in its prime."

Thousands of years ago, under the Spring Formation, this Qiongdao stretched across the nine heavens like a golden ribbon, so dazzling that it could compete with the sun and the moon.

In Qionglin, there is even a preaching stele manifested by the Dao, and the great practitioners who have visited this place for thousands of years will also realize their enlightenment in the forest, and gradually form another preaching stele.

That is the real fairy handwriting.

It is also the reason why Liuyunding has always stood tall and looked down upon the peaks of Luohe.

Therefore, Xiao Chongyan never went to the preaching tablet in Shentu Forest to gain enlightenment, but instead left his own understanding of the way of the sword there, which is easy to understand.

Qiongdao, where he used to walk every day, is full of all kinds of Taoism, so why go to Shentu Forest at the other end of Luohe River?

But now, there is silence on both sides of Qiongdao, except for the rustling of falling flowers, there seems to be nothing left of the old shadows.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the top of Liuyun has been frozen for thousands of miles, and the spring formation is no longer there, and the grand scene of the past is no longer there.

There was also some regret in Xiao Chongyan's eyes.

"Don't be sorry, and don't feel sad."

His expression and tone were obviously extremely calm, but Gu Jing seemed to see the deep sadness that was hidden, and spoke slowly to comfort him.

"The spring formation is no longer there, but the ice and snow melt by themselves. It just takes time for Liuyun Peak."

Gu Jing took out the Kong Wuqin and hung it by his hand, and plucked the strings casually. Suddenly, there was a brisk and melodious sound from Qiongdao, and gradually dispersed towards the entire Liuyun Peak.

"The grand scenery of Qiongdao is also divided into three levels. The first level is the flowers blooming and falling, and the second level is the life of the Taoist stele. When spring comes, the formation will bloom again, and everything will be as it was before."

The soft and leisurely sound of the zither flows over Qiongdao, rolling up the fallen flowers and drifting to the side of the road, slowly falling between the gray Taoist steles, and falling into a little color in the dark and dead forest of steles.

That little bit of color instantly lit up the entire forest of steles!

"Crack."

It disappeared in 800 years, and the Taoist monument has long been covered with dust, forming a thick and hard shell covering the body of the monument.

Under the sound of the piano today, there was a crackling sound suddenly——

The dust that had accumulated for nearly a thousand years and almost completely covered the Taoist monument was shattered in an instant, and all of it was lifted into the air, suddenly turning into countless colorful butterflies!

"Susu."

Xiao Chongyan was startled, and looked down at his fingertips.

There, a purple and white morpho butterfly was flapping its wings and resting on his fingertips. Its beautiful wings flicked from time to time, sweeping across his fingertips vaguely.

"The Consonant Butterfly..."

Xiao Chongyan murmured in disbelief, then raised his head suddenly.

From Qionglin, the sky is full of colorful butterflies flying.

They danced around the light golden viburnum, making the golden color more intense and bright.

The Qiong Dao in front of him is getting closer and closer to the appearance in Xiao Chongyan's memory.

And all of this changed suddenly, the forest of steles was filled with living things, and it turned into butterflies and dyed qiong...

It's Gu Jing's piano sound.

Xiao Chongyan turned around and looked at the purple-clothed boy who was always calm and gentle, with a slight smile on his face.

He opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, he heard Gu Jing laugh softly, with a hint of familiar pampering.

The young man who kept playing the piano in peace stopped his hands, looked at it with a smile, and said, "It's more than that."

Xiao Chongyan was slightly taken aback.

He looked in the direction indicated by Gu Jing, and saw a white shadow suddenly rushing into Qiongdao in Qionglin——

Come straight to yourself!

"Whoosh!"

It was a nine-horned white deer wagging its head and tail, jumping happily towards Xiao Chongyan.

Xiao Chongyan was only stunned for a moment, but quickly realized.

"It's you..."

Thousands of years ago, there were also two nine-horned white deer in Liuyun Peak. They were withdrawn and didn't like to show themselves in front of others. They only got close to themselves and their seniors.

The one in front of him was still small in size, presumably it should be the offspring of the pair of white deer.

"Whoosh!"

The white deer didn't know if he understood, but suddenly became more excited, and pushed Xiao Chongyan with a huge antler on the top of his head. The victim was pushed to the ground, lying on his body and rubbing back and forth, very intimately.

"ok, ok, I got it……"

Xiao Chongyan sat down on the ground, surrounded by colorful butterflies, and his body was covered with viburnum flowers.

The white deer nestled next to him, arching its body as if to comfort him, licking his cheek from time to time, its big black eyes full of gentle and peaceful comfort.

Xiao Chongyan was in a trance, almost thinking that he had returned to a thousand years ago.

At that time in Liuyun Peak, whenever he was depressed, his brother would show him colorful butterflies, and the white deer in the forest would also come to him, patiently accompanying him to calm his mind.

Everything is just like the old days.

But this time, the person who attracted the colorful butterflies to make him happy was his companion, the master of the galaxy palace in the overseas continent.

Gu Jing and senior brother.

They are so different, yet so similar.

"Gu Jing..."

Xiao Chongyan raised his head and looked to the other side, meeting Gu Jing's focused gaze.

In that gaze, there was a tender affection that could no longer be concealed.

Xiao Chongyan's heart suddenly moved slightly.

It's as if a certain key has been opened up, or a certain mind that was buried deep in the heart lake suddenly surfaced.

Before entering the long river of time, he never thought of that possibility.

And before today, he never thought that there would be such a result.

Gu Jing treats him...

He and Gu Jing...

them--

"Hey woo woo woo!"

Just as Xiao Chongyan was showing his relationship with Gu Jing with an unprecedented attitude and vision, a lively shout suddenly came from the forest, which interrupted his train of thought in an instant.

A group of golden monkeys hopped and swung from the tree, yelling "噫噫噫" non-stop. One of the monkeys held a wine jar sealed with red mud in its hand, and handed it to Xiao Chongyan like a treasure.

—It was a jar of fine wine.

A jar of fine wine that has been buried in Qionglin for an unknown number of years.

Xiao Chongyan took it, but didn't unseal it, just held it in his hand, feeling a little emotional.

Thousands of years ago, he went to Liu Yunding for an appointment. He wanted to taste fine wine for the last time, but he was a few years too early, and he failed to meet him. It has been a great pity ever since.

But later in Hanoi for a long time, he brewed a pot of fine wine for himself in another Qionglin.

But now, when he climbed to the top of Liuyun again, he happened to see this pot of wine that he never drank thousands of years ago.

The avenue circulates, and everything has a definite number in the dark.

"Hey woo woo woo!"

The leading golden monkey tugged at the hem of Xiao Chongyan's robe, grinned at Gu Jing on the other side, and then shouted loudly.

"Hey woo woo woo!"

"The monkeys seemed to be telling us to follow them."

Gu Jing was the first to react. For some reason, she seemed to be able to understand the body language of these golden monkeys, and said so with great certainty.

"They're going to take us up to the top of the clouds."

Xiao Chongyan took another look at Gu Jing.

Can understand the daily life of these monkeys, looking at the two continents, it seems that there is no fifth person to be found.

One is the little uncle from the overseas mainland.

One is Xiao Chongyan himself.

One is Jing Heng.

There is another one that is far away in the sky and close in front of you, and it is Gu Jing.

"Let's go."

Xiao Chongyan withdrew his gaze and continued to go upwards.

Only this time, his speed has increased a lot.

The two soon came to a place not far from the top of the mountain.

When I looked up, I could already see the small building on the second floor.

Xiaolou, Qionghua Forest, Colorful Butterfly, White Deer...

These are all indelible memories engraved in the deepest part of the heart lake.

It is also the representative of Liu Yunding in Xiao Chongyan's memory.

But thousands of years have passed, everything in the past has disappeared, and no one knows what the current situation of Liu Yunding is.

Soon Xiao Chongyan will know.

He stared at the two-story bamboo building for a while, and then continued to fly upwards with the sword.

The real top of the clouds——

Already close at hand.

After half a stick of incense, the two finally landed.

Xiao Chongyan followed behind the group of golden monkeys, seeing everything familiar but unfamiliar before him, he felt a little emotional, and was about to turn around to say something to Gu Jing, but suddenly his face changed in the next moment, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "...Brother?"

His spiritual consciousness shrouded the entire Liuyun Peak, but at this moment, a very familiar spiritual consciousness suddenly opened, and it seemed to touch his sensitive heart lake lightly.

"—Brother!"

Xiao Chongyan raised his head in astonishment, looked into the depths of Liuyun Peak in disbelief, and suddenly increased his speed——

Go away with the sword without looking back!

At that moment, he sensed the consciousness that belonged to Jing Heng!

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The author has something to say:

Gu Jing: He is the best at coaxing his wife.

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感谢在2021-05-1022:00:53~2021-05-1121:43:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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