Chapter 1758 A Pool of Spring Water Reflecting Peach Blossoms

Have we started...commemoration now?

Is Jiang Wang really dead? No chance of saving him?

Will the stacked letters in the storage box really not increase?

The cloud cranes that were sent earlier hovered outside the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters... they should have dissipated, right?

An An's letter and her letter disappeared in the clouds.

Before Jiang Wang chased Zhang Linchuan to death, he secretly sent some gifts to Lingxiao Pavilion through the business, some for An An and some for her.

Among the gifts for her, there was a Jiaoweiqin - she didn't know how to play the qin before. Among the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, she was only interested in calligraphy. But practicing calligraphy was too boring, so she was not diligent. It was only recently that she supervised Jiang An An that she practiced more.

The world's imagination of a lady naturally did not affect her, Ye Qingyu.

What red sleeves add fragrance, playing the qin for the king... who is worthy?

Of course, cultivation is necessary. She has been called a senior sister for so long, so she must take some responsibility. Living in the secret place of Lingxiao, she has been living a life of luxury since she was a child. She always wants to do something for the people of Yun Country... like her father, to protect the peace of the land.

But other than that, she would rather sit and watch the sea of ​​clouds.

What makes her happy is the clear sky, the leisurely clouds, the stories in the books, and the wind blowing across the fields.

There are thousands of worldly affairs, but she doesn't care about them.

Sometimes the business suffers some losses, the harvest is less, and someone is fighting with whom... She just smiles and passes it by, it doesn't matter.

She should not feel much about the guqin or guzheng.

Compared with the sound of music, she prefers silence.

Compared with the sound of stringed instruments, she can hear the gurgling water and the sound of the wind.

But the tone of this Jiaoweiqin is really beautiful.

The first time she plucked the strings, she was fascinated, and inexplicably felt that playing the piano should be a happy thing.

So she practiced for a long time...

Who should she play the song she practiced for a long time?

Don't cry...

Don't cry.

She told herself so.

But the tears didn't listen.

Seeing his precious daughter crying, Ye Lingxiao was furious and looked at Wenren Shen fiercely.

I, Ye Lingxiao, came here to help you calm down. If a racial war really breaks out during this period, I must let the demon race see my strength of "being invincible in all nations and the most heroic in the world for all eternity".

I support you so much, Wenren Shen.

In the end, you just talk about sad things and make my daughter cry?

Wenren Shen was also stunned!

I haven't had time to tell the tragic story of Wu'an Hou and attract my niece to stop here to remember... Why did you start crying just after the beginning?

I have always known that Wu'an Hou is not close to women, not greedy for pleasure, and is dedicated to cultivation.

I haven't heard that Wu'an Hou has a confidante in Yunguo.

She is actually Ye Lingxiao's daughter?

But as a high-ranking official in the imperial court, his mind was so quick that he immediately said to Ye Qingyu, "The ancient sage Chang Shen wrote in a poem, 'Don't say there are no tragedies in the world, heroes always make people sad! I can understand the feelings of my niece."

"What a hero Wu Anhou is. In the battle of Frost Wind Valley, he fought against the demon king Tianhai in the extremely cold wind and returned. But he died in the collusion of humans and demons, which is a pity."

"We are fully investigating the mastermind behind the scenes. The demons are right in front of us and must not be let go."

"The God of War personally descended on the demon world the day before yesterday, flattened Frost Wind Valley, and fought against the Heavenly Demon Ape Fairy Court, just to avenge Wu Anhou."

"Now I am in charge of the battlefield here, setting up chariots, arranging crossbows, and flying boats, and there is also the brave Earl commanding the Annihilation Thunder Army here. Therefore, I want to avenge my hatred and must take down Nantian City to comfort Wu Anhou's spirit in heaven!"

He was so excited that he was about to start an inspiring pre-war speech outside the city gate.

It is good to inspire the emotions of a little girl, and it is also good to inspire the emotions of the soldiers in the city, so there is no need to bother twice.

Just at this time, Ye Lingxiao raised his hand and pressed it on his shoulder, and asked seriously: "Are you Qi Ting sure that Jiang Wang is dead? Has the body been found?"

Wenren Shen sighed: "Although the body has not been found... but this matter was confirmed by the Lord of the Military God himself."

Ye Qingyu closed her eyes silently.

Ye Lingxiao put force on his hand: "Of course I respect the God of the Military. But if he is alive, I must see the person, and if he is dead, I must see the body. Since the body has not been seen yet, does it mean that there is still hope?"

"Ah, yes, yes!" Wenren Shen reacted and said sincerely: "Wu'an Hou is the pride of the country. He has always been able to do things that ordinary people cannot do. This time, he may continue his legend... When our army breaks through Nantian City, I must search all over the place to find traces of Wu'an Hou!"

As smart as Ye Qingyu is, of course she can hear the comfort in it.

But she did get comfort from it.

Daddy is right. If they are alive, we must see the person. If they are dead, we must see the body.

It has been like this since ancient times, isn't it?

How can you be sure that a person is dead before finding the body?

She held back her tears, opened her red eyes, and whispered: "I am sad for the plight of the heroes of the human race... Excuse me, Uncle Wenren."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wenren Shen sighed: "The incident with Marquis Wu'an was indeed too sudden. It's not just my niece who is sad. My granddaughter at home couldn't eat for several days after hearing the news that Marquis Wu'an had an accident. She wrote a letter to me every day and refused to believe it was true..."

"What's wrong with your granddaughter?" Ye Lingxiao asked suddenly.

Wenren Shen almost forgot where his focus was. After a pause, he said: "My granddaughter is only nine years old and has always admired Marquis Wu'an."

Ye Qingyu listened to the conversation between his father and this famous uncle, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the plaque on the city gate.

Wu'an...

Wu'an.

Can those who use force to secure their country be unable to secure themselves?

Many heroes in history books ended tragically, but when she was reading history, she never thought that this would happen again around her.

When we said goodbye in Yuncheng, looking at the back of the white-haired boy walking down the steps to the Cloud Climb, she knew he would definitely come back. Because a person with such a sense of responsibility cannot leave his sister alone in the world.

Time passed by, and the young man had completed all the things he had promised.

The boy's subsequent legend is beyond the imagination of many people.

There are also more connections happening between them.

I once watched the lanterns on New Year's Eve, and later I heard that Dong A, the deputy prime minister of Zhuang State, had died.

I once witnessed him win the championship at the river viewing platform and shine among the stars.

He once asked for information eight times a day, and his father avoided him until he knew that Qi had won a great victory. He had made great achievements and his life was safe...

But in all those scenes.

What impressed her most deeply was always the figure from behind that day——

Carrying everything on his shoulders, he travels far with his sword alone.

It was still so childish at that time, but it was already so majestic.

Will he come back like he did before?

Will he hide all the wounds and pains and come back triumphantly with a smile on his face like he did every time before?

At this time, she felt that there seemed to be a line of sight coming down from the top of the city gate.

She raised her eyes and saw a nun in gray wearing a Bodhi mask. She saw the Bodhi branch on the mask, which represented wisdom and awareness. Of course, she also saw... the pair of confused and confused people lying on the Bodhi branch. Lost and sad, but with endlessly charming eyes.

She and her.

Each wears a mask and veil.

One is standing on the top of the city gate, and the other is standing on the bottom of the city gate.

Can't see each other's faces clearly.

Only eyes look at eyes.

Everyone has their own complex emotions.

It's like a pool of spring water reflecting peach blossoms.

The peach blossoms are also red.

The spring water is also red.

Russia.

The nun wearing the Bodhi mask looked away and walked to the other side of the tower.

Only then did Ye Qingyu realize that next to her, there was an extremely tall nun with a faint brassy luster on her face, looking holy and distant.

However, the nun raised her palm and saluted her, then calmly turned around and followed the previous nun.

Ye Qingyu lowered his head and returned the salute. When he raised his head again, he could no longer even see their backs.

"They are the two masters of Xiyue Temple, Yue Tiannu and Yu Zhen." Wenren Shen observed the words and asked considerately: "Do you know my niece?"

Ye Qingyu shook his head. For some reason, she, who had never been bothered by anything, couldn't get rid of her curiosity about those eyes, and couldn't help but ask: "Doesn't Xiyue'an have its own big city in the demon world?"

Wenren said: "This is a newly opened battlefield, and Wu'an City is a newly built city. They always want to do their part for the human race."

Ye Qingyu nodded slightly and stopped talking.

A newly built human city on the front line of the battlefield was of inestimable value. Everyone wanted to take a look and look for an opportunity... Her father brought her here for this reason.

"Let's go in first, don't affect the city defense." Ye Lingxiao took the initiative to walk in, indicating that he had indeed chosen to settle in this city. He looked at Wen Renchen and said, "Has there been any progress in your investigation into the mastermind behind the scenes? ? Do you need Lingxiao Pavilion to cooperate? It may not be convenient for you in the Central Territory, but we have some business in the Central Territory. "

Although he didn't like that guy Jiang Wang.

But now that something happened, he couldn't help but sigh.

Besides, how could he not be concerned about his precious daughter's loss of soul? And An An... An An doesn't know anything yet, so she can be coaxed for a while. When she grows up and looks for her brother, how will he answer her?

At the very least, that kid knows how to give Master Ye a share when sending gifts, so he’s not really stupid.

Then Ye Lingxiao helps find a murderer to avenge him, which can be regarded as "a hero acts, and I do it myself."

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"Unlock the imprisonment, set me free, and I will go to hell to save you!"

"I can help you contact Yuheng Xingjun!"

"Hey, brother, don't go! Brother is really familiar with the place of Heavenly Prison. They were all a family in ancient times! Brother, I will show you a clear path, do you listen?!"

"Let me loosen my ties first, brother. It's really uncomfortable to be tied up. There are some things that have come to mind, but I can't remember them... Do you think it's strange?"

Emerging from the tree hole where he was hiding, Jiang Wang put away the red makeup mirror and cut off the old dragon's chatter.

Because the soul was guarded by the magical power of Red Heart, the soul was the least damaged, and there was no fundamental damage.

He also first explored ways to save himself from this direction - starting from outside.

After painstaking research, he actually figured out a way.

In the world of souls, with the magical power of the Red Heart as the body, with the Bodhisattva of Six Desires as the body, he opens the gate of heaven with the Heavenly Palace, penetrates the barriers of all realms, and pursues the connection in the dark... and finally transmits his thoughts to the Yuheng Star Tower.

The connection between the monks and the Starlight Holy Tower relies on the power of the stars to bathe in the starlight and follow the universe. His behavior is like lighting an unknown candle and trying to illuminate the stars with its light.

Even though his Starlight Holy Tower is extremely stable, with clear goals and a clear star path. Even though his spiritual consciousness is the most powerful among the Shenlin monks, it still took a lot of hard work.

It was so cumbersome and laborious, but the thoughts that were finally transmitted to the Yuheng Star Tower were very weak, and were not enough to manipulate the Yuheng Star Tower to do anything.

But this process can bypass the restrictions of the Heavenly Prison World, and will not cause any movement in this Heavenly Prison World, so it has enough value.

In the current predicament, all attempts must be based on safety as the first priority.

Although he could only sense the Yuheng Star Tower itself weakly, he thought that there was still an old dragon sealed in the Yuheng Star Tower. As a dragon, Senhai Old Dragon must have a considerable understanding of the demon clan, or he could help find some ways.

So he still tried to advance the last step and successfully transmitted his thoughts to the Star Tower.

But this guy just opened his mouth and said untie and freedom, and didn't give any useful information. He really didn't change his original intention.

Jiang Wang didn't feel unwilling to waste a lot of hard work.

How can things in the world go as one wishes?

If one road is blocked, just go to another road.

Looking around with vigilant eyes, Jiang Wang stepped on the leaves silently, walked through the old forest, and began today's journey to find medicine. If he relied on himself to recover from all the injuries, it would take a long time... So he would take some time every day to look for medicinal materials, to replenish blood, qi, or anything else, which would help his current body.

His bald forehead was really conspicuous, so he made a straw hat and put it on. It was ugly, but it had some concealing effect.

He was like this during the days he lived in the Shiwandashan Mountains - most of the time, he hid in the red makeup mirror to recuperate his injuries, trying to become a good doctor by healing himself. In addition, he would go out to look for medicine at irregular times every day, and observe the situation nearby and supplement the map details.

His exploration range was currently limited to within a thousand miles.

He didn't dare to go to far places because he didn't know the corresponding information at all. If he accidentally got close to a battlefield, he wouldn't be able to find the grave even if he cried.

What worries him is that there seem to be more and more demons entering the mountains these two days.

He encountered a group of demons the day before yesterday and three groups yesterday, and avoided them all. Today, not long after he came out of the tree hole, he ran into two groups of demons... What happened to the promise that demons rarely come to the Ten Thousand Mountains?

Although there is a need to supplement intelligence, he also maintained restraint and did not attack any demon. These demons who entered the mountains seem to have some kind of mission. If too many of them die inexplicably, it will inevitably attract investigations from powerful people.

He can't stand being investigated.

These days, his activity trajectory is not fixed at all, and his place of residence is very simple.

It may be a tree hole or a cave, in short, any place where the red makeup mirror can be secretly placed...like a lonely ghost wandering in the deep mountains and old forests, leaving no trace of him.

More and more demons enter the mountains, and his daily place of residence can only be farther and farther.

From the moment he got the red makeup mirror, he knew that this thing was not solid.

Although as he got to know the Red Makeup Mirror better, he believed that the Red Makeup Mirror would definitely reunite in some way after it was broken, but the person hiding in the Red Makeup Mirror might not recover with it.

In order to prevent the Red Makeup Mirror from being discovered by a reckless demon, and thus forcing him to go on a killing spree and expose his whereabouts... he could only retreat cautiously again and again.

He had followed several teams of demons in secret, trying to find out their purpose. But it seemed that the purpose of each team of demons was different. Some came into the mountains to hunt, dragging a vicious beast from time to time. Some seemed to be looking for something, wishing to dig several feet into the ground.

Jiang Wang followed quietly and never disturbed the actions of these demons. He just silently recorded their conversations with the sound-hearing technique, and then reproduced them with the dream order, keeping them in his heart.

When he found a place to stay and stopped, and hid in the Red Makeup Mirror. While recuperating from his injuries, he compared and figured out the meaning of these strange pronunciations, so as to learn the demon language...

I didn't expect that I had to learn in the real world, and I had to learn again in the demon world.

You need to learn whether you are a noble or a general, or even if you are exiled.

The Confucian sages were right.

The sea of ​​learning is truly endless!