【Pei Shui】Farewell

When the barrier was just broken, Nan Gongjie sent out a psychic, asking Feng Xin to bring people to help, and told him to stay outside the formation, and never enter the mountain rashly.Feng Xin could hear the sadness in her tone, realized that something big happened, and didn't care about the fairy medicine boiled on the cauldron, put down the cattail fan and rushed out of the kitchen. Xuanzhen, who was out of the clothes to breathe, was hit to the ground.

Considering that Mu Qing's injury has just healed and it is not suitable to use force, Nanyang can't help but stuff him back into the house and set up a ban not allowing him to go out.Immediately he contacted Taihua and asked the other party to assist in dispatching manpower.Lang Qianqiu couldn't pull Quan Yizhen, so he simply dragged Yinyu, so His Royal Highness Qiying followed without being urged.

When a group of people came out of the copper furnace, it was the end of the long night, and the east was slightly white.In the misty morning mist, hundreds of heavenly soldiers bordering the ghost market monsters stand in a vast blackness among the mountains.The four Martial Gods were standing at the front, their faces full of solemnity, as if they were facing a formidable enemy; seeing Xie Lian Nangong and the others coming out in full, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Before leaving the mountain, several people had inspected the inside of Tonglu Mountain to confirm that the future troubles were over; they also set up formations to control the remaining resentful spirits and prevent evil from flowing out and causing disasters in the world.At this time, the two sides met, and Xie Lian briefly recounted the situation of the battle, announcing that the crisis in the world was over.He asked Fengxin to take Mei Nianqing back to the fairy mountain to recover from his wounds, and then ordered other people to enter the copper furnace to clear away the evil spirit accumulated over the years.It's just that there are too many Wuyong wraiths and too much hostility. No matter whether you choose to purify or eliminate them, it will not be possible to do it in a short time.So Lingwen ordered people to strengthen the seal on the molten lake, and deal with it after a complete plan was discussed.

After all the affairs were arranged, the morning fog had cleared, and the morning glow wiped half of the dry mountain.The golden light comes out on the ridge, and the dawn of the world below the ridge.Looking at the world that will eventually return to Qingyan, Shi Wudu's heart is full of desolation.He subconsciously reached into the skirt of his clothes, trying to stroke the longevity lock left by Qingxuan on his neck, but suddenly remembered that the things were no longer with him.

Turning to look at He Xuan, Shui Hengtian asked him to return Qing Xuan's belongings.He Xuan was silent for a moment and said, "I made up the Fengshi fan."

Shi Wudu glanced at the ferocious fan in his hand: "With your needlework skills, can you be worthy of Qingxuan?"

He Xuan frowned in disdain: "Your broken fan, how can it compare with his."

Shi Wudu was slightly annoyed, and planned to refute him, but after struggling for a while, he only said: "...Let me take a look."

He Xuan conjured a wooden box from Qiankun's sleeve.Shi Wudu took it over, took out the Fengshi fan, and unfolded it carefully.The bone of this fan was originally made of jade sandalwood, and the broken parts were inlaid with golden nanmu material.The fan surface has been repaired with silkworm silk, and Qingxuan's favorite wishful scroll cloud pattern was embroidered on the original crack by rolling needles. Not only does it not show any signs of damage, it is even more delicate than before.The word "Feng" on the back is no longer the original one, but the shape is straight, clear and strong, and it is still a good handwriting. It must have been rewritten by He Xuan.

With all kinds of flavors piercing the intestines, Shi Wudu stroked the fan for a long time.As if he had made up his mind, he sighed softly, put it back in the box and returned it to He Xuan, snorting: "...not satisfactory." He said again, "The Longevity Lock is back."

He Xuan had never repaired the Longevity Lock, and knew that there was no reason to keep it this time and not return it, but he was still reluctant.He hesitated for a long time, and reluctantly took it out.At this time, Huacheng suddenly stepped forward, pressed He Xuan's arm, and coughed pretendingly:

"Since this object belongs to the wind master, I think it's better to give it to him himself."

As he said that, Xue Yu Tanhua untied the brocade bag at his waist, and took out a jade button from inside. The aura flowed, and the green light shone brightly, emitting a faint and peaceful breath of soul.

"...I happened to bring this thing with me that day, and saw that Shi Qingxuan's soul was broken and wanted to be separated, so I put it in this Horcrux." Said, Huacheng glanced at Shi Wudu who was in a daze, Putting the jade buckle into the palm of He Xuan, who was also in a daze, he raised his chin and pointed at Gong Jie, "Although this soul is damaged a lot, I saw that it wasn't serious. Her spiritual text has read all the secrets of the world surgery, maybe there is a way to remedy it.”

Huacheng kept this matter from everyone, and Xie Lian was also kept in the dark and completely unaware.Now that Chad’s wind master has heard the news, Xianle is both surprised and delighted: "Sanlang...! When will you...?"

Heishui Shenzhou has not yet come to his senses, holding the jade buckle in both hands, looking at Huacheng with a dazed face, but he can't make a sound when he opens his mouth.At this time, Huacheng became considerate: "I know what you want to ask." He held Xie Lian with one hand, patted He Xuan's shoulder with the other, and said slowly, "Do you still remember that you asked me before, come on There are so many priests in the Heavenly Court, why am I the only one who respects Lord Yushi? ——I respect her because she has helped my brother; that is why I saved Fengshi.”

He Xuan was finally able to organize his words.After being shocked and moved, he finally reacted, glaring at Huacheng and saying, "Are you lying to me?"

Xueyu Tanhua took a step back, playing with the coral beads at the end of her hair, raised her eyebrows at He Xuan: "If I don't lie to you, how can I encourage you to deal with Bai Wuxiang?"

Without waiting for Heishui to speak again, Huacheng hugged Xie Lian tightly: "My brother must be tired after working for so many days. Come on, let's go back and rest." After saying this, Xie Lian's face turned red to the base of his neck, and he turned around to ride the cloud Take people away.

He Xuan just raised his arms to hold the jade buckle, and thought he was dreaming for a long time.Shi Wudu pinched himself, it hurt so much, so he stepped in front of Heishui, looking at the jade button with kind soul energy in his palm, he was so excited that he also shed dark red tears.

Seeing Senior Brother Shui weeping with joy but not tears of a living person, Pei Ming's relief was overwhelmed by heartache.He hurriedly handed over the veil and asked Shi Wudu to wipe away his tears.Nangong Jie took the jade buckle from He Xuan's hand, and a soft magic field fainted between his fingers. He closed his eyes and focused his attention on the diagnosis, with a happy expression on his face: "It can mend!"

"How to do it?" Shi Wudu was impatient.

"It is necessary for others to share their souls and cultivation bases to help each other... The wind, the five elements belong to wood, and wood is born from water. Brother Shui, you are not only in charge of water, but also close relatives of Qingxuan, you need all of you to repair the soul Twenty percent of the primordial spirit and cultivation base."

Shi Wudu nodded vigorously: "No problem!" He spoke incoherently, repeating in a trembling voice: "Thank you, thank you Jieqing...!"

"Why are we being polite!" Nangong Jie smiled heartily.

In fact, it is far from enough for Shi Wudu to have one or two percent of the primordial spirit.But considering that he had left his soul several times in a short period of time, Nan Gongjie was afraid that drawing too much cultivation would cause him further damage, so he falsely reported half of it.She turned to look at He Xuan again:

"Your Excellency Heishui was supposed to be in charge of wind and water. His life is wood and he also has the energy of water. If you are willing to share [-] to [-] percent, Qingxuan will be able to recover with half the effort..."

Lingwen has been struggling in the Heavenly Court for thousands of years, and she is more discerning than Pei Ming.She saw through He Xuan's mind, aimed at He Xuan's arms, and wanted to play the emotional card with him.But who would have thought that when He Xuan heard this, without saying a word, he would plunder [-]% of his cultivation base and Yuanshen on the spot, condense into a black light ball floating in his palm, and handed it to Nangong Jie: "Is that enough?"

The black water sank the boat so fast that Nan Gongjie had no time to stop it.Seeing that He Xuan's figure had dimmed a little, she was so anxious: "What are you doing! Even if you build a wall, you have to mix the mud first, let alone replenish the soul? How can you cut a piece from this side and repair it from the other side?" Up?"

He Xuan immediately became dumb, and when he calmed down, he knew that he had acted too hastily.Nan Gongjie looked at his expression of guilt for doing something wrong again, and felt helpless - no matter how good you are, no one can escape the four words "caring for chaos".

Worried that He Xuan's soul power would be lost and wasted for nothing, Lingwen sighed heavily: "That's all! Let's do it now, anyway, I remember all the methods, and it's not impossible." Then he turned and went to the slightly flatter open high ground, To prop up the Dharma Protector Barrier, it is time to start melting souls.

When Shi Wudu saw it, he was surprised and uneasy: "Didn't it mean that my soul must also be used? Why only use that mysterious ghost?"

When Pei Ming heard it, she immediately felt bad, and turned around to stop Shi Wudu from acting impulsively.But when he turned around, he found that there was already an azure light ball in the other party's hand, which was exactly the [-]% of the original spirit and cultivation level that had just been allocated.

Seeing that Shi Wudu's figure was almost transparent, Nan Gongjie almost vomited blood, and regretted not telling Brother Shui in advance not to be reckless like He Xuan.But the deal was done, she had no choice but to accept this primordial spirit, and hurriedly asked Pei Ming to take him to rest.

Seeing Shi Wudu hurting himself, Ming Guang was anxious and angry, but he had no choice but to help him sit aside and meditate, sending spiritual power to him with red eyes:

"Brother Shui! You can't think about... think about Jieqing!" Pei Ming became more and more sad as he spoke, and there was a rare trace of annoyance in his depressed voice, "How worried she is about you! Dealing with so many things, I'm already exhausted. How can Brother Shui have the heart to cause her such trouble again!"

Only then did Shi Wudu realize that he had forgotten about the fact that his friend was still injured, his eyes were filled with shame, and he said "I'm sorry" in a low voice, then lowered his eyes and stopped talking for a while.

Seeing him like this, Pei Ming felt even more distressed and annoyed, and said angrily, "You never know how to cherish yourself!"

But Shi Wudu responded in a low voice: "...Isn't there still you."

Pei Ming took a breath, opened her eyes wide, and the bulging anger in her heart was instantly deflated.

Shi Wudu also found that he had made a slip of the tongue, and the words "Jianjia Zhisi" that had been left behind just now came to his heart again.He was uncomfortable, and got up to leave: "It's not yet two hours, Brother Pei, please stay away from me..."

Pei Ming didn't know where the courage came from, jumped up, grabbed Shi Wudu's hand, and said aggrievedly: "The smell will disappear in three quarters of an hour, how can it take two hours..."

He pinched Shi Wudu's sleeve again, tugged at it for a while, and finally covered up the vague and ambiguous energy.After half persuasion and half coaxing, he finally persuaded the other party to sit down and heal his wounds again.

Shi Wudu knew that Pei Ming had demolished the east wall to repair the west wall.In order to prevent the east wall from being demolished too far, when the feeling of emptiness and dizziness eased a little, he said that he was fine and would not let Mingguang lose his spiritual power again.But Pei Ming didn't believe it, so he restrained his shoulders, put his fingers on his wrists, and wanted to check the condition of Yuanshen, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find a pulse, so he realized: Brother Shui is still a ghost.

Swallowing the pain in his heart, Pei Ming had no choice but to put his finger on Shi Wudu's eyebrows, but when he touched it, he found that the other party was lying to him, so his anger burst out again, and he said anxiously with a straight face: "No problem? How can this be called Wudu?" hinder?"

Shi Wudu had no choice but to rely on him, closed his eyes and continued to luck, but his heart could not let go.At this moment, he suddenly felt that the form of a ghost is also somewhat beneficial-no matter how hot his face feels, others will not be able to see the difference.

Although he was kicked out of the shelves, Nan Gongjie is a sophisticated and steady person after all.She followed the steps step by step, anxious but not chaotic, and the process of blending her mind and soul went smoothly.After about an hour, the soul is replenished.In an instant, the breath is clear, and the jade buckle bursts out with a light aura full of vitality, which spreads in all directions with the wind.However, the thin tender colors are covered with dead branches and rotten wood, and the blue green filters through layers of dry mountains, dyeing the cliffs and cliffs that have been dead for thousands of years.The dry spring is gurgling, the dry stream is gurgling, and the scorched earth is fertile. Once again, a stream of bilian ran across the devastated rivers and fields, kissing the green and green leaves that have been separated from this bitter land for a long time.

The white clouds and the dogs, the prosperity and decline of withered prosperity, cannot stop the new growth of thousands of trees;

He Xuan thought, that person should indeed be like the wind like a tree, living towards death.