I have been assisting these years

After the battle, Leng Qiuzi was actually very busy.

Wen Xuanqing returned to Wumingjian first after sending Qi Jin back to Yuqingque.

Leng Qiuzi took the porcelain white bottle and watched the other party walk away.

Yuqing Palace is also in a mess, and it will take a long time to rebuild.

When Qi Jin woke up, she still had a terrible headache. She first glanced around blankly, and the heart-piercing feeling was still there, which made her wake up suddenly, and she was about to rush out the next moment.

He bumped into Xie Xiaozhi who was about to enter the house.

"Ouch!"

While supporting the door frame, the little girl reached out and grabbed Qi Jin's sleeve, and shouted: "Second Senior Sister!"

It seemed that Qi Jin was about to leave without even looking at her.

"Second Senior Sister!"

"You let go!"

The two of them chattered so much that Feng Zhi, who finally had time to visit, laughed out loud, "What are you doing?"

Feng Zhi's injuries are actually serious, but the Ghost King is dead, and the Taoist school still has a lot of troubles to deal with.

Those are all left to Leng Qiuzi, who is busy with many things. The acting master still has a lot of things to do, and it is rare to come here when he is free.

Qi Jin still feels pain in the head, and she can't figure out why she passed out.

But when he saw Feng Zhi, he blurted out the same sentence——

"What about her?"

"Which her?"

Feng Zhi is that woman in the gorgeous chief's gown again, she used to always look arrogant, but recently she has changed a lot.

Qi Jin felt that this kind of teasing was quite similar to her unscrupulous mother. He had also heard that Leng Qiuzi Feng Zhi and Qi Lin knew each other before, so they must have good habits.

"Who do you want to live?"

Feng Zhi asked again.

Qi Jin grasped the key points very quickly, "Live?"

Xie Xiaozhi on one side had also heard a lot of gossip about the former deputy director of Xingmen, so she naturally knew that her second senior sister was a peach blossom tainted by virtue.

Now that I come across the live version, I can't wait to prick up my ears and listen more.

"Of course it's best to be alive."

She looked at the peach blossom petals flying in Yiting Misty Rain Courtyard, a little lost in thought.

"Then it's worth my death."

Then he was patted on the head by the acting master Que.

This slap was rather reproachful, it's not that Feng Zhi doesn't understand this feeling, but being on the sidelines and being himself are two different things.

She sighed and said, "Follow me."

Counting from the day she was brought back by Wen Xuanqing, Qi Jin had been lying down for almost half a month.

She didn't have this awareness, Xie Xiaozhi couldn't believe it when she mentioned it.

"Your body is not fully recovered, and your physique is against the extreme cold of the divine weapon, so your foundation has been severely damaged." Feng Zhi handed Qi Jin a medicine box, which contained a pill, "plus your emotions are too agitated. , If you don’t take a good rest, sooner or later your blood will go retrograde and you will die.”

Qi Jin followed Feng Zhi to the hidden peak of Yuqingque.

There are many mountain peaks in Yuqingque, and they are endless. Except for the famous ones, many of them are unknown.

The sea of ​​clouds is churning all the year round, like a fairyland.

"Senior brother Jiang is also healing here."

Feng Zhi said so, the last time Qi Jin woke up and hurried to Tianheng Mountain, she didn't have time to listen to Xie Xiaozhi's explanation of many things.

"Director Jiang?"

Feng Zhi nodded, "If she wakes up, Brother Jiang will also notify us."

Hidden peaks are hidden, compared with other peaks, it seems to be hidden by clouds, so it is difficult to see.

Feng Zhi took Qi Jin to the top of Yinfeng.

There is a large lotus pond on the top of the mountain.

It's still deep winter, and I don't know why there is a large area of ​​lotus blooming just right.

This can't help Qi Jin thinking of the lotus pond at the entrance of Yiting Misty Rain, back then, when Wen Xuanqing was still a gray-haired rabbit, he would jump in by stepping on the lotus leaves.

A faint light was covered by lotus leaves, but that light was somewhat familiar, and Qi Jin still noticed it.

Feng Zhi: "You saw it."

She was dressed in a purple chief priest's robe, but she looked much refreshed without so many hair accessories wrapped around her head.

He looked sideways at the faces of the people around him.

The reason why she is unwilling to accept direct disciples is because of the impermanence of the world.

Her two senior brothers also understood this.

Life and death are not meant to be broken if they can be broken.

After ten years or decades of this encounter, the child grows up and knows his love, but there will be a time of separation after all.

It's a good ending to live and part, to travel the north and south of the river.

After death, even if a long time can dilute the grief, but it has existed, there is reason to think about it.

Leng Qiuzi accepted four disciples, and when she talked about it, she looked proud and helpless.

Of the four disciples, only Xie Xiaozhi didn't take on a disciple with a purpose, and Xie Xiaozhi was given to her by Qi Jin.

The eldest disciple Feng Changyu is extremely talented, but constrained by his status, his personality restrains his coldness, and he is the person who is most likely to achieve great things.

The second disciple, Qi Wujin, was born in a noble family, but his fate is not good. His personality looks irritable at first glance, but in fact he has a temper. He is still like Qi Lin.

The third disciple, Wen Xuanqing, has a special status, and is somewhat similar to Feng Changyu, but his personality is a bit reserved, and it is difficult to get things done without pushing.

The fourth disciple, Xie Xiaozhi, is the most ordinary. She is not as talented as her senior sisters and brothers, but she is enough to practice Taoism, but her temper is naturally violent and needs to be pressed.

Now the one with the highest talent has lost his mind and soul, and finally has to be nourished by this ten-thousand-year lotus pond, and he doesn't know when he will be able to reshape his body.

The one with the best background was seriously ill and paid a huge price. He escaped a hundred years of life, but it took some effort to live well.

The introverted one has become a qualified leader, but the burden is too heavy, and he is not a person who can confide, so it is inevitably a bit dull.

The hot-tempered one was poured under a basin of cold water, but he calmed down a lot, and he also looked like an adult in his speech, but he still had to be alone in the absence of his elders.

Qi Jin's outline is a little thin.

Feng Zhi still remembers the first time she saw Qi Jin, the little girl in the moon white robe was crowded with the other three disciples, because she was the only one in the Moon Gate, she looked lonely.

She herself was lively, talking to others all the time.

After years of wind and frost, those clever eyes turned into an ancient well, without waves or waves.

"Is this Feng Changyu?"

After watching for a long time, Qi Jin finally said a word.

Feng Zhi shook his head.

"Is that the Su Ming pillow?"

Feng Zhi still shook his head.

Qi Jin don't look over at her.

The woman pursed her lips, "This is Yan's breath."

She had asked Leng Qiuzi before, how Feng Changyu, who had lost his soul, would practice the Thirteen Perfections of the Heavens.

Could it be that her soul is back?

Leng Qiuzi shook her head, her eyes were a bit sad, she didn't look at Feng Zhi, but looked at the disciples coming and going in the que.

Busy because of the reconstruction, and happy because of the defeat of the ghost clan.

"The Thirteen Jue in recent days is the Taoism that burns the soul."

The reason why Lord Que died shortly after the war was because his soul was gone.

And the higher the cultivation level, the faster the spirit will dissipate.

Leng Qiuzi didn't know it at first, but she was recalled by the lord that day, and only then did she know that the lord who supported Yuqing Que during that period of time had only a trace of soul that was forcibly detained by the master, and waited until the disciples came to undertake the final task.

"Then if that's the case, why can't Master come back in this way?"

Feng Zhi couldn't help holding Leng Qiuzi's hand, she understood her senior sister's burden, and the other party would not allow Feng Zhi to share it, even if the barrier between them had been eliminated, the established way of getting along was difficult to change.

"Master is human."

Leng Qiuzi sighed.

"Shuangliu's slanted sword like this is only relying on Changyu's human ghost blood." The sun was just right, and the two of them stood on the high platform, looking into the distance, as if waiting for the return of the person who had been away for many years.

"The ghost was separated by the poisonous arrow, and it happened that Su Mingzhen still had a wisp of his soul."

Leng Qiuzi never expected that Su Mingzhen would be the soul that Feng Changyu lacked.

Thinking back carefully, it was the fire that year, when Feng Changyu's ghost blood was revived, and it happened that so many souls died that day, Su Mingzhen's identity was an unfavored daughter of Lord Hou.

The person is dead, and the awakening of Feng Changyu's ghost leads to the tearing of the soul, which just allows that soul to take advantage of the loophole and enter that body.

Remembering that Feng Changyu once asked her about Su Mingzhen's origin, Leng Qiuzi still felt that the world was unpredictable.

However, apart from their appearance and personality, the two of them do have many similarities.

Feng Changyu, who forgot her identity and past, could it be that Su Mingzhen grew up like that?

"Then the long rain will come back..."

The porcelain white bottle that Ning Shuangliu gave contains the souls of Feng Changyu and Su Mingzhen, as well as the secret of the ghost clan's continuous existence.

Art of regeneration.

Leng Qiuzi had heard of this secret method a little, but it also existed in ancient books and Quezhu's casual mention.

At that time, they were all young, and Ning Shuangliu was not much older than Feng Zhi.

But thinking about it carefully, Leng Qiuzi felt that she still knew too little about this junior sister.

It's still the frost flow of my childhood, so why do I know so much?

Why did she turn into a ghost body again when she resigned from the position of the chief director of the star gate, and how could she successfully make the ghost clan disappear from the world?

Now the extremely yin land under Huangquan Road has turned into a black hole, the ghost king died, many ghost soldiers of the ghost clan were killed, and the extremely yin land of the old nest was also destroyed.

Coherent as if premeditated.

It seems that someone has planned for many years, just for such a today.

"She's not Feng Changyu anymore."

Leng Qiuzi took Feng Zhi's words.

Feng Zhi didn't hide her worry, Leng Qiuzi held her hand instead, "It's fine."

"It's just that I lost my memory and grew up again."

Her rare proactive touch made Feng Zhi burst into tears the next moment, Leng Qiuzi felt a little helpless, she reached out to wipe Feng Zhi's tears, "What's wrong?"

"It's just a little sad."

Feng Zhi smiled, "Why is it so difficult?"

She grabbed Leng Qiuzi's hand, "Why?"

She asked about feelings, about fate, about the future, and about Leng Qiuzi.

"Who has it easy?"

Leng Qiuzi stretched out her hand to pick a leaf, and folded a small thing, just like she coaxed Feng Zhi when she was still a baby.

"Who is Yan Xi?"

Qi Jin asked.

Feng Zhi looked at the faint light, "Her mother, Dan Niang, is surnamed Yan."

This is what Ning Shuangliu said in the letter.

The ghost clan has no name and no surname, they are all called casually, and the habitat is what Tanniang wrote on the paper before giving birth.

The famous oiran in Shengjing wanted a place to live.

want a home.

When Ning Shuangliu took the child away, she saw the paper on the shore.

She named the child Yanqi.

Now Feng Changyu started again, without Leng Qiuzi's purposeful reaching out, and without the torrential rain that night.

She takes her mother's surname.

When all the turmoil subsides, then she is Yanxi.

Qi Jin didn't answer.

She stared at the light in the pool again.

Feng Zhi didn't bother her anymore, and left after a few words of advice.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

The sun is just right, the mountain breeze is warm, with the unique taste of vegetation.

"I thought I could change everything by doing it all over again, but I didn't expect you to end it in the end."

"So you are the heroine. Is it so easy to be the heroine? Don't you feel pain? You need my junior brother to give you an arrow first. One arrow is not enough, and I need to make up for it with a sword," Qi Jin said all the time. Said, "You just rely on me to do it, don't you think about what will happen if I don't wake up? You were killed by the ghost king, let me go through your death again when I wake up ?”

"From the beginning to the end, you pretended to be good for me, but you were actually forcing me."

"You say you like me, but you're going to die again," Qi Jin squatted by the pool, tears streaming down and hitting the surface of the pool, "and Su Mingzhen too, who said he liked me, but in the end it's just... gone .”

Qi Jin's speech was incoherent, and what he said was unreasonable.

She was originally a talkative person, and the memories and experiences of these years made her breathless after midnight dreams.

"The result...the result is that the two of you are still alone."

"What are you doing? Fortunately, I stopped the loss in time and didn't say anything."

"Otherwise it would appear that I'm such a scumbag. Fortunately, my little liking is within the controllable range, and I don't have a partner now, so it can be less sinful."

"Is the water cold? Are you cold? It's okay if you don't freeze on the top of the mountain in winter... I don't know why you woke up, but the master said that you might forget the past when you wake up... Then It's also very good, we don't want to meet anymore, I want to go home and inherit my island, so you can keep it as the only seedling of the ghost clan..."