The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

What's more frustrating than being disappointed?It's about giving people hope first, and then telling you that everything is just vain.

Donghua chose an exit from the hibiscus wood, although he was prepared not to hit it with one blow, but he didn't really know how hard it would be to lose his hope.

As soon as he came to this world, he received a wave of "big gifts". It was normal, but he didn't immediately become suspicious, but because of the Zheyan he saw when his cultivation was exhausted and his strength was exhausted, he knew that maybe something was wrong. So simple.I can't blame Chaos for letting them go so readily. It turned out that there were other twists and turns.

The other person who was traveling with him did not show up. I don't know if it was something else or he had already returned.In view of the "Xiaobai" he saw these days, he would rather he had gone back, then at last one person would achieve Consummation, and he would be gratified for that.

Xu Shi had something on his mind and couldn't sleep peacefully, and it didn't take long for Donghua to wake up.

This is a fairly ordinary military tent, there is no one else in the tent, except for the bed that is lying under him, there are only some simple utensils, nothing special can be seen.There were voices from outside the tent door from time to time, but no one came in, presumably someone was guarding the tent door.

There was some burnt smell in the air, not the smell of burnt food after cooking, but the burnt smell of flesh, fabric and various treasures that was more reminiscent of a tragic scene.It was about a distance away, and it wasn't very strong, but it still exuded the battlefield atmosphere of fighting hard and ready to fight, which reminded Donghua of the ancient prehistoric times.

He secretly mobilized his spiritual sense to confirm, and after a reckless counterattack, the last bit of cultivation was consumed, and now he was in the predicament of being out of touch, so he had to carefully hide his breath and wait for the change, waiting for an opportunity to adjust his breath to recover.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the tent door, a young man walked in unhurriedly, followed by a boy carrying medicine.The young man was swinging a gaudy folding fan, his clothes were still plain, his face looked like a refined gentleman's, but his pair of red phoenix eyes were full of spirits, he seemed to be a lively master, restless.

Seeing that the person on the bed had woken up, the young man put away his fan and cupped his hands slightly: "Xianjun woke up? It was earlier than I thought. Xianjun's cultivation base has been depleted a lot this time, and it seems that he still has some old injuries and needs to recover Nursing. This is a decoction that I specially boiled, if you don’t want to discard it, you can take it while it’s hot.”

The person who came was the person Donghua saw before he passed out, Zheyan.It's just that this Zheyan is not the old Phoenix Zheyan who lived comfortably in the ten-mile peach forest during the Youyou years, but the Shangshen Zheyan who was famous and killed the world with a Fuxiqin in the earlier prehistoric battlefield , although dressed like a frail scholar, he couldn't hide his vigor, unlike the later old Fenghuang who wanted to be an elegant fairy wholeheartedly, and used all the remaining sharpness on his mouth.

When had Donghua ever seen Zheyan so obedient, and when he met, he shouldn't be angry for five, six, seven or eight rounds. He was a little uncomfortable with being so respectful today.He thought that even if he broke into another world, and the time was different from this one, he would not be unrecognizable. For example, in the previous world, others would have misrecognized him.But at this time, Zheyan was putting on a serious face, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd.

Probably because he looked at the other party for a long time, Zheyan looked puzzled, looked around up and down, suddenly realized and said: "I Zheyan, I was negligent for a while, and I didn't pass on my name. I hope the fairy forgive me!"

In Zheyan's expectation, although he said it politely, he was not an unknown junior at all. He always thought that the other party would react when he reported his name. Embarrassed, he had no choice but to cover up and clear his throat, took the soup from the boy's hand and handed it over.

Donghua took two sips and watched him play calmly.

Two respectful "Master" came from the door, and one person opened the curtain and walked in, asking as he walked, "How do you see it?"

Zheyan was feeling embarrassed, and he said it smoothly: "Of course it doesn't matter if I'm here, as long as I'm raising you. Isn't this just giving Xianjun medicine!"

It was quite natural for the two to come and go, but the person who was taken care of suddenly broke out into a violent cough, which scared the few people in the tent.Zheyan stretched out her hand to take his pulse, while joking with some kindness: "You don't have to be so excited when you see our lord! Xianjun's heart should have been injured before, and it hasn't recovered yet. It's not appropriate to have big ups and downs."

Donghua secretly rolled his eyelids, saying that he was like an old country man who had just entered the city for the first time, and was dumbfounded when he saw the wealth and luxury of the city people.However, although this old Phoenix has become a habit of hurting others, he was not completely wrong this time. He did see the person coming, so he accidentally choked on the soup brought by Zheyan.

With his 10 years of experience of not being surprised, there is really nothing that can surprise him, except for the person who comes with clear features, purple clothes and silver hair.

Thanks to his consistent coolness and self-sustainability, Donghua finally did not show any more surprises at this face that belonged to him hundreds of thousands of years ago.But this didn't prevent him from thinking to himself, what kind of moth is this chaos!

I don't know if it's because one has two, even if it's abnormal, once you get used to it, it becomes a matter of course.Unlike the first time he found himself in a different world, this time he accepted the status quo of coming to a new world very calmly.

After waking up to what happened to him, he roughly understood why Zheyan met each other but did not know each other. He dared to say that the "Donghua" in this world is still there!Then what's the situation with yourself?

The young lord was staring at him intently: "...the fairy lord's blow caused the allied forces of ghosts and monsters to howl all over the field, and more than half of them were killed or injured. It is really powerful. I don't know if the celestial lord is willing to join our camp and fight against the enemy?"

This is to pull myself into the group!There was a bit of inquiry in the familiar eyes, and Donghua knew in his heart that although he mobilized the few remaining cultivation bases hastily to make a blow, it was still quite powerful in normal times, and it was estimated that it would shock the people present. , so there is this saying.If he is the lord, he can't let such a dangerous person who can turn the clouds and the rain go free. If he can't be a partner, he can only be an opponent.

Zheyan's "green leaf" is a good one. After the lord finished speaking, he spontaneously added details: "This fairy is really powerful! Yesterday, Xiaoxiao and Xiaoxiao of the two clans conspired against each other, and they used shady tricks halfway in an attempt to prevent the army from gathering. Plan ahead, I have already formed a large formation to deal with this gang of mobs, but the fairy king descended from the sky, broke up their offensive with just one move, let these bastards learn a lesson, it is really happy!"

Donghua searched in his memory, and found that the coalition between the ghost clan and the monster clan should have happened when he was about [-] years old.At that time, the dispute between the five clans had emerged, and the immortal and demon clans were the most powerful, but because of the presence of Shaowan, the demon clan still maintained a delicate balance with the fairy clan where Mo Yuan and his classmates belonged. Although the ghost clan was not as powerful as the fairy clan The two races of demons are always jumping up and down. The monster race and the human race are weak and just attached.

Not long after they came out of the Water Marsh Academy, this group of students, known as the "Shouhuaye Eight Sages" by the world, grew up rapidly amidst the struggle between the five clans. The mainstay of power.Fortunately, even though the Academy is often divided into two factions, everyone is still in agreement when it comes to righteousness.As for Father God's original intention of not wanting to end the war with war, it can only be said that the wind is surging and he cannot help himself, wishful thinking is just wishful thinking.

For a period of time, the coalition forces of the ghost clan and the monster clan continued to harass Qingshui and Danshui. Mo Yuan and Donghua were ordered by their father to resist in two ways, and Donghua and Zheyan guarded Danshui.I think it's time to come to this section.

Zheyan was still chattering as a lobbyist, the taciturn lord glanced over faintly, every movement and stillness complemented each other.

Although Donghua had no suspense in his heart, he didn't want to be too eager. He listened carefully, hesitated and weighed it, and Fang nodded in agreement.

The two celebrated with their foreheads and hands, and asked about his origin.Donghua changed his mind, and only said that his name was Wenchang. As for the others, people from the mountains and fields are not worth mentioning.

At this time, it is only about 50 years since the first opening of the world, and most of the five clans are people from the mountains and grass, and the aristocratic families are rare, so after hearing this, the two of them just thought that he didn't want to talk about his background, Without entanglement, I asked the boy to deliver the medicine on time in the past few days, so that he could take care of it for a while before worrying about it.

Before leaving, Donghua felt two gazes circling around him seemingly absently, knowing that some people were still worried, but it was also expected, he acted calmly, only ignorant.

When there was no one around, Donghua turned into a water mirror to look at himself.

As expected, the face of a stranger was reflected in the mirror, with regular features, black hair and black eyes, the originally deep eyebrows and eyes are now narrow and slender, his complexion is a little pale, his stature looks a little thinner, She was dressed in a black robe, but she couldn't see any connection with her original appearance.

He rubbed his face, but he didn't find any traces of disguise, and his consciousness was also the same, it didn't seem like he was taking his body or moving his soul.Could it be that because Donghua is still in this world, Tianji let him hide his true face?I just don't know what it looks like to others.

For several days in a row, the boy did obey his instructions, and did not bother him except to deliver medicine.

Donghua didn't go out for a walk either. Although he was somewhat interested in his old friends from the past, firstly he knew that the battlefield was changing rapidly, and time was waiting for no one else, so he had to seize the time to restore his cultivation; , Why bother to arouse suspicion.

He thought he was low-key enough, except for a few people, he didn't pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly, there are many gossip seeds in the six realms. There are many people who are interested in this master who can scare the enemy with one move, and the more mysterious it is, the more it will arouse Curious, if someone didn't stand in his way, people who came to watch the excitement would have to line up for miles.

Zheyan was the most diligent one who met him, because he had to check his pulse every other day.

He is very lively every time he comes.Physicians pay attention to seeing, hearing, and questioning, and when they came to him, it became a conversation. Except for a moment of silence when they were taking the pulse, they talked about a lot of things in the camp and on the battlefield along the way. I don't know where so much nonsense came from.If it weren't for Donghua's already familiar with his temperament and the ability to get in from one ear and out from the other, he might have been dazed by him.

Seeing Zheyan's eyes fluttering while talking, Donghua secretly slandered: Look at who doesn't know his real purpose!It is probably because someone still dare not trust him, and he is always spying. The guards guarding the tent door are a layer of defense. As long as he pokes around, he will reveal his identity. It is a pity that he does not leave the door these days. Mai was in vain; Zheyan released some battlefield news every now and then is another layer of defense, which may be true or false, but depending on his reaction, it is a pity that he really doesn't care, and even puts his mind on it. The spying turned into a wink for the blind, but it was still in vain.

Donghua remained calm on the face, but felt a little funny in his heart, why did he still have to fight wits and courage with himself?Anyway, ginger is still old and spicy.He reluctantly accepted the word "old".

A few days later, Donghua tried his best to recover [-]% of his cultivation after stepping up his breath adjustment.On this day, he decided to take a rest temporarily and stepped out of the tent to have a look.

The camp was set up by the water, and it was just at dusk, when the continuous sunset glow dyed most of the sky, layers of fish-scale clouds glowed with golden red luster, and the thin gray water color was reflected a little warmer, even the calls of waterfowl The voice also seemed a little more tender.

A group of people gathered in the open space of the camp to make a noise, some were fighting with their arms and sleeves, some were yelling and cheering, some were commenting, and the voices could be heard far away.It was the customary time after tea and dinner that no one would accept anyone else, and the soldiers of all ethnic groups who were full and had nowhere to go for entertainment used this informal competition to determine the warrior in their hearts.

Few people in the arena are well-dressed. At this time, there are only a few immortals in the tribe. Most other creatures from the mountains and fields do not like to be restrained. Rough and unrestrained primitive power is what they pursue.

This style has not been seen in Donghua for tens of thousands of years.

Today's Six Realms only Dao Donghua Emperor is the god who is not stained with mortals in the Sanqing Shengjing. Who would have thought that he also came here in the same way back then, fighting on the battlefield, even if he used spells, swords, swords, blood and flesh were still indispensable. fly.There is no such thing as feather fan, towel and spotless war. After all, there are only a few of them. For more people, victory is won if they can persist until the next battle amidst swords, swords, and blood.

Whose shirt has not been stained with blood?The souls of the dead under Cang He's sword are countless, and there are many people who say that he is bloodthirsty and slaughtered, but he still remembers why he fought and why he killed.

Picking up today is for letting go tomorrow, and what a few people pick up today is for more people to let go tomorrow.

Donghua saw many familiar faces in the crowd, and there should be only half of his well-known 72 generals at this time.But even this half looks very nostalgic, after all, these vivid faces in his world have long been annihilated in the years, leaving him with countless backs.

The sky was getting darker, and the last ray of sunlight disappeared in the sky. The red glow reflected in his eyes turned into a little bit of jumping campfire. He closed his eyes, and his face was hidden in the sinking twilight.

"Xianjun seems to be very familiar with this." The cold voice sounded behind him.

Donghua didn't need to open his eyes to know who was coming, and every family of children couldn't hold back their breath.The old gods are never polite.

"My lord, why did you say that?" He shouted politely, but he didn't move a bit.The other party has been probing for a long time, and sooner or later he will take this step.

"When I saw Xianjun's technique that day, I always felt a little concerned. Do we have some relationship?" The rare and uncertain tone showed the entanglement of these days.

"The front is slim, and there are many things coming, and it feels like old friends at first sight, isn't it a relationship?" Donghua said leisurely.

The darkness of night could not prevent the eyes of the two from meeting, and the different eyes showed similar meanings, but they were still cautious on the one hand, but calm and clear on the other.

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*My bad taste is coming again, haha(～￣▽￣)～