Martial Arts: The Lonely Shaman of the Nine Worlds was exposed, and Yueyue burst into tears!

Therefore, Sedum is not worried about this at all.

Yaoyue and others are destined to be unable to unseal the so-called memory.

Chapter 152 A beautiful woman misses her whole life with a smile, and a Taoist priest smiles for three generations

When Kyushu was in turmoil, Xu Changqing, who was on the gold list, slowly opened his eyes.

What a pair of complicated eyes, vicissitudes, vigor, sadness, nostalgia, resistance...

Xu Changqing picked up the clear mirror and walked step by step to the room where Zixuan was, every step seemed extremely heavy.

The figure of Elder Shushan has disappeared from above the mirror, only Taoist Master Qingwei's exhortation still echoed in his ears.

"Changqing, start all over again, take your past with you, experience your life, and understand your way."

In Taoist Master Qingwei's exhortations, there were no clear instructions, which made Xu Changqing extremely at a loss.

The door opened, Xu Changqing stepped in, stood at the door in a daze, and did not speak.

Jing Tian's heart moved, he quickly cast a glance at the others, and took the lead out of the room.

"Brother Xu looked so weird just now, even a little scary."

As soon as the door was closed, Solanum nigrum said worriedly.

"Yeah yeah."

Xu Maoshan nodded again and again, and the scholar Xu Changqing frowned and said: "His brows are already so wrinkled that there is no way to wrinkle any more."

"Isn't it the same when my brother remembered the past last time?" Solanum nigrum looked at Sedum with some distress.

"Okay, don't gossip like this, let's all go."

Sedum drove the crowd away and left together.

In a blink of an eye, only Xu Changqing and Zixuan were left inside and outside the door.

With the help of Huaying, Zixuan barely woke up and was leaning against the head of the bed weakly.

"They still unblocked you?"

Zixuan looked at Xu Changqing complicatedly.

And Xu Changqing's complexion was more complicated than Zixuan's, and he nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"I've remembered a little bit, soon, soon I can remember everything."

Xu Changqing sat at the end of the bed, not daring to look at Zixuan.

"Forgive me, it's all my fault...I shouldn't bother you...I...damn me..."

Zixuan's eye sockets instantly turned red.

It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly realized what her willfulness had brought to Xu Changqing.

For a moment, I blamed myself so much that I even had a thought that I might as well die earlier.

After a moment of silence, Xu Changqing said: "Don't say anything, the masters are still waiting, we must seize the time to heal your wounds."

Next, Xu Changqing used the Dongqing mirror to unite with five elders far away in Shushan to heal Zixuan's injuries.

As the mana in his body surged, the memories of his previous life flooded in like a flood.

That year, the aunt's long hair was as black as ink.

That year, Zixuan was twenty-eight years old.

That year, his name was Gu Liufang.

The two met at the Lantern Festival in Miaojiang. Zixuan was young and naughty. In order to avoid the sight of the aunt, she bumped into Gu Liufang's arms.

Gu Liufang helped Zixuan up, and they both wore masks, smiling at each other.

This smile was to miss Gu Liufang's life.

"I want to marry you!"

After getting along for a few days, when Zixuan stopped Gu Liufang who was about to leave southern Xinjiang, she, who was pure and impulsive by nature, uttered these words aloud.

After being politely rejected by Gu Liufang, Zixuan was so bold that she shouted out, declaring her feelings to the whole world.

"Gu Liufang!!! I like you!!! I really like you!!!"

"If after three years, your heart has not changed, I will marry you."

Gu Liufang left the mask as a token and followed the Taoist team.

In order to be able to communicate with Gu Liufang, Zixuan learned the characters of the Central Plains.

Looking at the crooked, jerky and stubborn font, Gu Liufang felt the feeling of longing for the first time.

The two began to communicate by letter.

Three years passed in a flash.

Just when Gu Liufang was looking forward to the agreed day, the Taoist master found out about it because of a book post.

"Is this woman the one who stopped the convoy in Miao Jiangguo that day?" the temple master asked with a sullen face.

"Yes, Master."

Gu Liufang lowered her head.

"Hmph! Confused!"

The temple master snorted angrily, and said: "If you are an ordinary person, that's fine. Now, you are the envoy of the two countries, and you will be responsible for preaching in the future. How can you get entangled with a woman and ruin your future!? "

"Master!"

Gu Liufang knelt down and said in a clear voice: "Tao follows nature and cares about reason. My disciples follow the nature of nature, develop emotions and stop rituals. There is no natural chaos, and no gentleman's dryness. A gentleman understands his own way and is good at himself. The disciple has a clear conscience."

"you!"

The viewer was angry, and tried to persuade: "All things depend on good and bad, if you persist in your obsession, you will definitely be in great trouble."

After speaking, the temple master flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

"Master!"

Gu Liufang stood up, called the temple master, a strong emotion supported him, and asked without hesitation: "What if my disciple...doesn't become a Taoist anymore?"

The temple master suddenly turned around, looked at Gu Liufang angrily, and said angrily: "Facing the wall for three months, you will be punished by copying three hundred volumes of Taoism scriptures!"

As a result, Gu Liufang was confined in the study, copying scriptures day and night.

Suddenly one day, the temple master ordered someone to call.

"Master, uncle."

Gu Liufang folded her fists and bowed.

"Liu Fang, these days of facing the wall, have you thought about it clearly?"

The viewer asked.

"Master, the disciple did nothing wrong."

Gu Liufang replied stubbornly.

"Liu Fang, no matter what you think, all things have their own laws, just like birth, old age, sickness and death, there are no exceptions to anything, do you understand?"

The uncle sitting on the side spoke.

"Uncle, what do you mean?"

A bad premonition faintly rose in Gu Liufang's heart.

"There is news from Miao Jiang that the girl named Zixuan died of a serious illness."

The watcher sighed.

"Ah……"

Gu Liufang staggered slightly, and said with a smile: "Master, you are lying, how can a good person die? I will never believe it."

"presumptuous!"

The two uncles suddenly got up and reprimanded, "As practitioners, how can we judge rashly."

"Liu Fang, think about it carefully. The two uncles are sitting and watching. How can I talk nonsense to you in front of them?"

The temple master was not angry this time, but stood up with a sigh, and walked in front of Gu Liufang: "Liufang, everything is fate, regardless of personnel or affairs, there is a reason to follow in the dark, since the common fate is over, Don't miss the world of mortals any more."

Gu Liufang's eyes were red and she couldn't say a word.

Zixuan is dead...

He didn't want to believe it, and he didn't dare to believe it.

But on the one hand, there is the teacher who is an example of righteousness, and on the other hand, there is a reply letter that I haven't seen for a long time.

This made him have to believe it.

During that time, Gu Liufang didn't know how she spent it.

All he knew was that he was heartbroken, and no matter what he did, it seemed meaningless.

In this way, under the auspices of the elders in the temple, Gu Liufang became a monk.

If the matter ends here, then there is nothing to say later.

Another three years passed by.

Gu Liufang became Daoist Gu and enjoyed endless reputation in Chang'an.

On this day, on a whim, Gu Liufang went out to visit alone, and walked aimlessly to the suburbs.

Looking at the endless lake and the couples by the lake, Gu Liufang couldn't help thinking of the figure in his mind.

"Why let us live apart, but not give a chance to die?"

Gu Liufang sighed quietly, smiled at herself, felt that she lacked interest, and was about to turn around and return to the Taoist temple.

And when he turned around, a beautiful figure wearing a mask happened to look over from a distance, and the two looked at each other.

That mask was exactly the keepsake left by Gu Liufang back then.

When the woman saw Gu Liufang, she was obviously taken aback, then turned around angrily.

"Zi Xuan...Zi Xuan!?"

Gu Liufang frantically ran towards the woman as if waking up from a dream, and grabbed her hand.

Pa~!

The woman turned around and slapped Gu Liufang loudly.

"Why can't I find you?" Zixuan's voice was full of tears.

"I thought... I thought you were dead..."

Gu Liufang's voice was low, full of guilt.

"I've been waiting for you here for the past three years! Do you know that?"

Zixuan cried and questioned.

Gu Liufang's eyes were instantly moist, and she slowly stretched out her hand trembling, and untied Zixuan's mask, revealing the face that had haunted him for six years.

"Do you know? For the past six years, I have been like you every day, day and night, reality and dreams."

Gu Liufang carefully looked at the face in front of her, as if she was afraid that it would disappear again.

In a word, the grievance accumulated for three years dissipated in an instant, and Zixuan threw herself into Gu Liufang's arms, crying loudly.

The two hugged each other and told each other their hearts.

In the end, Gu Liufang made a decision and brought Zixuan to the entrance of the Taoist temple.

"I'll be out soon, just wait here for me."

Gu Liufang took Zixuan's hand and instructed her carefully, for fear of being separated again.

"I see, I'm not a child anymore."

Zi Xuan smiled sweetly.