Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 484: Wandering in the Spirit
? "You also know double pupils? Can't I only live to eighty-four?" Being pestered by Qin Banxian, Lin Yi asked casually. 《》 .
"Do you think I am a half-immortal for nothing?" Qin Banxian was a little unhappy, and said with an unfathomable look: "What I just said is your fortune after the age of eighty-four. By then, if you live longer, everything is possible!"
After thinking for a while, Lin Yi took out a large ingot of silver and stuffed it into Qin Banxian's hand, saying: "Silver and money are popular, don't cause trouble, and it's cold in winter, you should go home early!"
"Oh, thank you, Taoist priest!" This is gold and silver, Qin Banxian's mind was a little confused for a while, so he had to thank him again and again. The other party waved his hand and asked with a smile: "There used to be a fortune teller here, known as Hong Banxian. I wonder if he has any descendants and where he lives now?"
"The Taoist priest is talking about, is it the Hong Xianzu of Qincheng?" Qin Banxian carefully put away the silver and asked casually. Seeing the Taoist priest who was generous and surprised, he laughed and said: "It is said that this is the place where Hong Xianzu made his fortune..."
Pointing to the stone pillar he was guarding, with a bit of fascination, Qin Banxian continued: "Back then, Hong Xianzu told fortunes for people here, and occasionally got the enlightenment of immortals. He became famous all over the world for his miraculous medical skills and talisman techniques. He was respected as the ancestor of the family by my fellow Taoists and was given the honorific title of immortal ancestor. After he became famous, it was hard to find his trace... Taoist priest, don't leave! I haven't finished speaking..."
Looking at the Taoist priest's back, Qin Banxian wiped his clear nose with lingering feelings and couldn't help but hold his robe tightly. A look of joy suddenly appeared on his face, and he thought, "I saw the lucky star shining last night, and today I got a windfall. Could it be that I, Qin, have a good fortune like Hong Xianzu back then? But where is my immortal...
The shantytown on the riverbank outside the West City Gate is much larger than before. However, the small courtyard of Hong Banxian's family has disappeared. The dock not far away is still busy as before, but there are more soldiers, making this winter cold more strange.
Walking alone to the outskirts of the city, throwing the wine jar in his hand in an empty place, Lin Yi disappeared on the spot...
Jiulong Mountain, in front of the gate of the carriage and horse courtyard, Lin Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his face showing a look of reminiscence. That person, that thing, still lingering in my ears and eyes, as if it was yesterday...
Just when Lin Yi was distracted, a horse-raising disciple ran out holding his pants. Seeing someone at the door, he looked at him casually and said, "This senior brother is so elegant. Could it be that he came to watch me pee... Haha!" After that, he laughed obscenely and complacently, causing the horses in the stable to snort.
Lin Yi raised the corners of his mouth lightly and turned to walk towards the back mountain. When his consciousness passed over several peaks of Jiulong Mountain, his footsteps paused slightly and continued to move forward.
Wolong Valley appeared in front of him. With a sigh, Lin Yi stopped and looked up. A blue cloud flew from the distant mountain peaks. Before it came close, a familiar voice sounded hurriedly--
"Lin Yi, it's really you..."
The blue cloud dissipated, and a beautiful middle-aged woman appeared in front of him. Before she finished speaking, she was overwhelmed with surprise and tears burst out.
The person who came was Mu Qing'er, but the arrogant and unruly little girl yesterday was now a middle-aged woman, and only her beautiful face still had some of the past demeanor.
Looking at the person in front of him and recalling everything yesterday, Lin Yi felt emotional, but also quite relieved. When he left Daxia, he had thought about going to Zhengyang Sect, but so many years had passed, and he had been in trouble, so he gave up the idea.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yi, who was revisiting the old place, still found a familiar figure in Jiulong Mountain. He was very fortunate and sent a message to tell him. Fortunately, Mu Qing'er is back, and she has the ninth level of Qi training!
Realizing that she had lost her composure, Mu Qing'er stopped crying and looked up and down at Lin Yi again, as if she couldn't see enough. Suddenly, she covered her face with her hands and said embarrassedly: "I have become so old, how can I meet people..."
The shy Mu Qing'er, just like the girl yesterday, didn't look like a nearly 100-year-old person. She thought of something, then raised her head in surprise and asked, "How can you be so young...?"
Lin Yi shook his head and said, "I don't know..."
"You! Still the same..." Mu Qing'er said indignantly, paused, lowered her head, pursed her lips and smiled. Lin Yi's eyes swept across Wolong Valley and stopped on a hillside, and the faint smile disappeared.
Noticed the strangeness around her, shyness disappeared, and Mu Qing'er returned to normal. She hid her tears and said softly, "How about I accompany you to see Senior Sister?"
Turning to look at Mu Qing'er, who was graceful and charming, Lin Yi nodded and said apologetically, "We had to say goodbye that day, but who would have thought that seventy-three years have passed..." The other party's eyes became red again, and he pulled his sleeve to signal, saying, "Your life and death are unknown, and I am helpless... Go to Senior Sister and tell her slowly..."
That year, after Mu Qing'er returned with the Tianlong Sect's ship, the Tianlong Sect learned that something had happened to the Mu family in Daxia, and the Jiulong Mountain's once-in-a-decade sea voyage had come to an end. More than ten years later, the lifespans of the Supreme Elders Qiao and Zhu ran out, and they died. After that, the second senior brother Ji Tang and Yu Zixian retreated for several years and finally reached the peak of martial arts. And those sects that were injured and injured at that time all gave up the idea of rebellion and concentrated on recuperation. In this way, the powerful Tianlong Sect is still the only one that stands out and laughs at the world.
After Yuan Fengxun arrived at the Xuanyuan Temple in Taiping Mountain, Jiulong Mountain sent people to contact and show goodwill. With the help of the world's largest sect, within a few years, the Xuanyuan Temple on Xianrending became famous, and there was an endless stream of people who came to learn from it. Surprisingly, the emperor's decree came from the distant capital, and it was named the Royal Taoist Temple.
As a result, Xuanyuan Temple was in the limelight and had the momentum to become the first in the martial arts world. The Tianlong Sect was happy to see it and formed a brotherly alliance with it. This matter was a strange story at the time, and the Dashang martial arts world also showed a harmonious scene.
In the ups and downs, decades have passed, and too many things are insignificant! When those people and things that knew each other gradually passed away, Mu Qing'er became the only supreme elder of Jiulong Mountain. She said that she used to practice to pass the time. When she stopped practicing, she would come to this valley every day...
"This grass, withered and green, green and yellow, senior sister has been gone for twenty years... I have no one to talk to, and the younger generation in the sect dare not talk to me, so I came to find senior sister, telling her about Daxia and everything about you..."
The two walked to the hillside and stopped in front of a lonely grave. Mu Qing'er said: "The Tianlong Sect has its own cemetery, and my sister wanted to be buried here before she died. Although I don't know the real reason, I still agreed. My sister also said, don't forget her jade pendant and two fluorites..."
On the tombstone, there are words engraved by Xu Zixuan, the elder of the Tianlong Sect.
Lin Yi sighed softly and did not speak. He took out a jar of wine and sprinkled it gently...In that underground cave, fluorites flashed in the distance, the lake was quiet and silent, and there was a beautiful woman standing alone by the water, like a painting, beautiful and moving!
...No more at this time, people will not stay...Lin Yi, will you forget these? The man spoke very softly, as soft as a dream: Thank you! Take me on this journey in the dark! This life is enough...
Suddenly, another stream of wine was sprinkled beside him, which made Lin Yi withdraw his thoughts and look a little surprised. Mu Qing'er had a small gourd in her hand. After offering the wine, she raised her head and took a sip.
At this time, Mu Qing'er looked like she was in her thirties or forties, but she still had a girlish figure. She had her own style when she moved her hands and feet. Her drinking manner was a little strange, but it was somewhat similar to Lin Yi, with a rather indifferent and otherworldly charm.
"Don't look at me like that, I learned it all from you. I thought I was drowning my sorrows in wine, but who would have thought that I would become a drunkard instead of being sad!" Mu Qing'er was still a little shy when she spoke, and said: "In this big world, I can only drink in front of you and my senior sister, so don't laugh at me..." Please go to 《》 to see the first release without ads.
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