When Chu Xunyu met Sun Mengqing again, it was a few days later. Kunlun Fairyland was floating in the sky, one of which was used to watch the sunrise. There were few people there. Chu Xunyu had nothing to do, so he flew over to watch the sunrise. Unexpectedly, he met Sun Mengqing after unloading his armor. Sun Mengqing had been busy these days and had been greeting many old friends who came to watch the ceremony, so Chu Xunyu never went to find her. He didn't expect to meet her here today, but this sight scared him and could not recognize her.

Sun Mengqing is no longer the same as before. He has no military uniform and feather fan that has not changed for thousands of years. Now he is wearing a light blue marten coat. She is so petite that she is almost wrapped in a tight shape. The cultivator is no longer afraid of the cold seasons and is dressed casually. Unexpectedly, Sun Mengqing also has ordinary outfits.

Still as calm as ever, Sun Mengqing and Chu Xunyu sat on the stone and watched the sunrise. Above the sea of ​​clouds in the east, the golden sun began to reveal its head and face. Chu Xunyu smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to wear other clothes."

"Yes." Sun Meng closed his legs, "I am a military disciple. I have to fight in my life and die. So I can't wear other clothes. I have to wear military uniforms. In fact, I have always liked the leather jacket I am wearing now, and I thought I would never have the chance to wear it in my life."

"There is no way. You are a heroine, a female general in the steel soul, and you can only wear a general robe. Oh! No, now you are a general robe. You should be a handsome robe. Now you are far away from the battlefield, which may satisfy your wish."

"What a handsome guy or not, it's just a fame." Sun Mengqing smiled faintly and suddenly said, "By the way, do you know? I've quit drinking."

"Oh?" Chu Xunyu turned his head curiously and looked at her, "Why?"

Sun Mengqing hesitated for a while before speaking slowly: "I used to drink because the faces of the people I killed were always wandering in front of my eyes, and I could only numb myself with alcohol. Now I don't need it anymore, I am willing to pray for them."

"That's good." Chu Xunyu nodded, "The words you said on the armor removal ceremony are very enlightening, profound, and feel good."

"That's from the heart." Sun Mengqing frowned, "I have been thinking about these questions for many years, but I didn't face them. This trip to Death Valley finally made me suddenly enlightened and I figured it out."

"The great progress is for all of us, by the way, what are you going to do next?"

"There are many things to do." Sun Mengqing smiled, "The most important thing is that I want to practice, let go of everything, and can calm down and realize the way of heaven. At the same time, I also have to travel around the world. As the saying goes, reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles. As those charming baboons say, chopping firewood and feeding horses, I want to give each river and every mountain a name to do many happy things, so that life can become fulfilling and meaningful."

“When will it come out?”

"Let's wait for this Qianchen meeting." Sun Mengqing thought for a while, "This Qianchen meeting, I suddenly had a premonition that something big will happen, and it will involve you, so I decided to stay and help you."

"Me?" Chu Xunyu was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"I can't explain it clearly, but it just feels wrong. You know that our military strategists are divided into four meridians. I am a branch of "Soldier Yin and Yang". I have learned the art of "Seeing Qi" since I was a child, and I am observing the bloody and killing energy. This time I feel a surge of blood in the dark, so I decided to stay and see it, especially for you. If I guess correctly, you should be running around for your wife's affairs."

"Yes." Chu Xunyu nodded silently, "I'm looking for those people."

"Let go."

"What?"

"Don't look for it anymore." Sun Mengqing shook his head, "I have a feeling that the truth you found in the end must be something you can accept, why bother? That would be bad."

"This is responsibility." Chu Xunyu replied with a wry smile, "I have no choice but to do it. I must figure out the reason behind it."

"You..." Sun Mengqing hesitated for a while, as if he had something to say.

"What's wrong?"

“Like I said last time, letting go of hatred is sometimes the best thing.”

"This is the only reason why I am alive. What else can I do if I let it go?" Chu Xunyu sighed sadly.

"Yes..." Sun Mengqing turned his head and looked at Tianji and said in a low voice, "You can travel around the world with me, chop firewood, and feed horses..."

"What did you say?" Chu Xunyu was stunned.

"No, I didn't say anything." Sun Mengqing's face calmed down again, and he was perfunctory.

Chu Xunyu smiled knowingly: "Thank you, if one day I find the answer and can come back alive, I will travel around the world with you."

Sun Mengqing deliberately snorted coldly, turned to look at Chaoyang...

Outside the gate of the Kunlun School, there is a bustling crowd of people. There is a main gate, and there are Taoist temples that allow mortals to enter and burn incense, so many people do small business at the door, providing incense to everyone coming and going, making small profits. The rules of many famous schools are that they must walk into the mountain gate, and they are not allowed to fly without special circumstances. Shushan, Emei, Kunlun, etc. are all the same. On the one hand, it is to show respect, and on the other hand, it is to get close to the lives of the people and experience the sufferings of the world. Therefore, many disciples in the school walk up the mountain to get started.

Two miles away from the gate of the Kunlun School, there were four or five Kunlun disciples walking forward. But they saw that the bun was tall, with a grand appearance, extraordinary craftsmanship, distinctive features, smiling, and a gorgeous and decent robe. This person was no one else, but Song Qingqiong, the eldest son of the young talent in the world, the head of Kunlun Song Qi.

Song Qingqiong and his disciples had just returned from work and walked through the people. Suddenly, a lady shouted, "Several young men, come and have a look."

When the few people looked back, there was a small stall not far away. There was a middle-aged lady sitting behind her. She looked amiable and was doing her work with needles and threads in her hands. It wasn't a big deal. Suddenly, the few people had the idea of ​​going over and taking a look.

So a few people walked over and found that the stalls sold some embroidery items, but the patterns were extremely exquisite, the embroidery was vivid and they were good craftsmanship. So Song Qingqiong asked politely: "Auntie, are these all you embroidered by yourself?"

"Yes, my lords, let's have a good look." The middle-aged woman generously showed her goods to everyone, "I was not well embroidered, and I laughed at me, but my husband left early and I still have two children to raise him. I hope you can buy some to help me."

"It should be." Song Qingqiong nodded, stretched out his hand, and the disciple beside him handed over a large incision of silver. Song Qingqiong handed it to her: "Auntie, I'll buy this pair of embroidered belt patterns."

"Too much, I don't have that much fragmented silver." The woman waved her hand quickly.

"It's okay, don't look for it." Song Qingqiong said generously, "It's all right to think I'll buy some clothes for my two little brothers."

"Then thank you, young master, you are so kind-hearted." The woman smiled gratefully and took out a sachet from under the stall. "Young master, you should take this sachet too. Just think I gave it to you. If you don't do it well, don't laugh at me."

"Where, thank you very much." Song Qingqiong took the sachet and felt a little strange. Is this woman too calm? For common sense, if a person who lives in the market like this should be excited if he sees such a large ingot, he didn't expect that this person is so calm. He looked at the sachet on his hand, with golden thread embroidered patterns on it, and he was skilled, but he couldn't see what the pattern was. He always felt a little strange, but there was still something important to do now, so he was inconvenient to stay for a long time, so he didn't think much about it and said goodbye to the woman, hanging her waist and leaving.

When everyone walked away, the middle-aged woman glanced at Song Qingqiong and the others who were leaving, then looked down at the back of her left hand hidden in the sleeve. There was an inverted triangle eye on it. The woman said quietly: "Did you see it? It's him, okay, I'll leave it to me later. You can close it. You're so eye-catching."
Chapter completed!