In the unpredictable sky, the moon was like a utensil carved amber, pouring down the liquid-like light softly.

At night, beside the ridges of rice wind, Si Ming and Lu Marry were on the huge rocks, looking at the moon together.

Lu Maiwei sat as usual, with the swan's thin neck slightly tilted, and her black silky hair scattered on the rocks. From her back, she was thin, with butterfly bones and the soft ridges on her back looming between her hair.

Si Ming rested on the thigh of the fairy who looked like a mountain, looking horizontally, and was as lazy as a cat taking a nap. His long light-colored hair had a translucent luster, and was as silver as under the moon.

Lu Maria's fingers slid through her hair, the wind in her ears blew the fragrance of rice, in the quiet whisper of the night, and in the rare peace of the soul, Lu Maria couldn't help but recall the past when Luoshu was in the past, and subconsciously shouted: "Senior."

Si Ming's ice eyes were like round pool water. The corners of her lips curled up, she turned her body a little, lay on Lu Maiwei's soft legs, looked at her cheeks, and said, "What's the matter with calling me?"

Lu Marrying came back to his senses from the middle of the moon.

"Who called you?" Lu Marryman whispered, "I am the senior sister..."

Si Ming smiled and said, "Marriage is still the most obedient when you are in a low state."

Lu Maiwei poked her eyebrows and snorted coldly: "That's because you were deceived by me. In fact, I have always had a heart of resistance."

"Is that right..." Si Ming responded casually, feeling more and more cute about marriage.

She followed Lu Married Jade's Jade and looked at the moon.

After Ning Changjiu's conversation with Ei, in order to accurately calculate the spiritual energy needed to raise the Dark Lord, he went to Wan Yao City and came to the Unconscious from Kunlun Tianzhu on Tianzhu Peak.

Wan Yao City is still the same, but the demonic aura in the city is obviously much lighter.

This is a huge land entrenched in the northeast of Middle Earth. With mountains as the main body, it crosses the peaks surrounded by the Liusha River, and is the Temple of the Demon God of Tianzhu Peak.

All the four demon kings are not in the hall.

Before coming to watch, Si Ming left the golden crow and looked at the moonlight that had been in the Demon God Temple for a long time.

She will never forget the heavy rain that night, the arrows break through the sea of ​​clouds, and the moonlight crosses the darkness and falls on her pale cheeks flowing through the rain... Now she can look back on everything calmly and comfortably, and the past has become the wine brewed by the sea of ​​consciousness.

"You and Changjiuzaizai have lived in the view for a while?" Lu Maimai seemed to know what she was thinking and asked with a smile.

Si Ming nodded and said, "Well, we were recuperating here at that time."

Lu Marshe asked: "What's your mood to live in such a peaceful place?"

Si Ming smiled indifferently and said, "Stranquility is mostly due to coldness, but it is not as warm as we dreamed of three years."

Lu Maimei whispered and joked with her.

The two stood up from the rocks and went to see the trees they planted back then.

When I was living in the Confucian world, Siming might have neglected to practice, but he would never neglect to water the trees.

The five trees are arranged in an orderly and neat manner, all of which are flourishing.

Lu Maiwei bent down, looked at the tree he planted back then, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the saplings I planted have grown so big, it hasn't been long..."

As she spoke, she turned her face and looked at Siming, who was watching a tree with the most pleasant growth.

Lu Maiwei asked: "Your tree grows taller than me. Are you biased when watering it?"

Si Ming bit his lip and said vaguely: "This is Zhao Xianger's tree, mine... it's this one."

She turned her head away and reluctantly pointed to the shortest one.

After Lu Marriage was stunned for a while, he burst out laughing.

The tree that waters the least waters the best grows... Siming also smelled a hint of inspirational aura in his distress.

She thought about Zhao Xianger's appearance in Guyun City, but couldn't swallow this breath. She had an idea in her distress and began to roll up her sleeves and stare at the saplings.

Lu Maiwei quickly stopped her: "You don't want to pull out the two trees and exchange positions, right? Don't do this."

Si Ming said proudly: "How could I have such low moral character?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Isn't there a way to help the seedlings grow?"

"Xue Ci, promise senior sister, don't do stupid things..."

“…”

Following the unpredictable stairs paved with moonlight, crossing the lotus pond with tall trees and floating water lilies, the candles flashed in the inner hall of Taoist temple.

Under the golden gods and Buddhas on the dome, the white gauze was blowing, and Ye Chan Palace sat in it. Between the swaying light and shadow, the woman's graceful figure was shaking on the veil. This figure was very different from the slender little girl.

Ning Changjiu was not sure whether it was a woman or a girl sitting in the veil now.

Ye Changong's fingers moved, wrote the words on paper, folded them and put them in a lotus paper boat, allowing them to float out along the water of the pool filled with candlelight.

The lotus paper boat slid across thousands of white veils and came to Ning Changjiu.

I would rather put it in my arms for a long time.

"You don't need to come from a thousand miles away in the future." Ye Changong's beautiful voice floated out softly and flatly: "You pray in your heart and call me your name, and I can hear it."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Can you call anyone?"

"Ye Changong nodded, she calmed down and asked, "You must have seen evil?"

These days, she has been looking down at the entire grand world without turning her eyes to Ning Changjiu.

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "I have seen it. The plan to raise the Dark Lord is to discuss and finalize it with them."

Ye Changong asked: "Do you have any other questions?"

Ning looked at the shadow on the white veil for a long time and said, "Evil said, he and the Dark Lord prosper together, and they are destroyed together... Evil poems have revived civilization, and they have great kindness for us. Do I need to share my strength to protect him?"

Ye Chan's head shook his head gently and said, "Evil cannot be killed directly, otherwise, as early as four thousand years ago, he would have been dismembered and eaten by the sixth god of Taichu."

"Why?" Ning Changjiu was puzzled.

Ye Changong said: "There is a forest to the west of the outside. Most of the trees there were cut down when building houses. You will understand when you go and take a look later."

Ning Changjiu responded.

He asked, "Master has seen the mountains and rivers from afar recently?"

Ye Changong closed his eyes and said slowly: "The changes in the law will affect the whole body. Even if my eyes can sweep across the mountains and rivers, I still feel overwhelmed. Fortunately, there is no big difference between the correction and planning of the law."

In the past, the immortals on the clouds could only look at the higher sky, not look down at the dust. But now, when she looked at the earth carefully, she found that whether it was the leaves, the rolling down of stones, the flow of rivers, and the movement of things after being subjected to force, they were all different from the real world in a small way.

She wants to correct them one by one.

This process consumes a lot of energy. If Ning blinks the curtain for a long time, he can see that there are extremely bloodshot bloodshots floating in Ye Changong's clear eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master." Ning Changjiu said: "By the way, Master holds the authority of fate, can this be used as a supplement?"

For example, set a destiny to accurately find all the mistakes and omissions in the world, and avoid the pain of searching.

Ye Changong shook his head: "I can no longer grasp my fate."

Ning Changjiu has been reborn in this life, and his fate is no longer under the control of Ye Chan Palace.

Together with the authority of time, fate is also severely eliminated. So when she first fought against Bai Zang, she used the most to the authority of dreams.

Ning Changjiu did not think deeply about this, but just thought it was caused by the fatigue of his master.

He looked around the hall and suddenly asked, "Where have you been, senior sisters and brothers?"

Ye Changong explained: "Because the laws I have corrected may not be all accurate, I will hand over the uncertainties to them to test. At this moment, the fifth senior brother was in Yunshan behind and tested the new laws in both tiny and grandeur."

"So that's it." Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "It seems that the fifth senior brother will be busy in the future."

"Well, be careful, too." Ye Changong closed his eyes again, pondered for a moment, and said, "The Kingdom of God of Father should be near the Ten Thousand Demons City, and the Kingdom of Vermilion Bird is in the Western Kingdom, but you may not be enemies. As for the Kingdom of Ming Zhe later... I am not sure about its location, but Ming Zhexixii should be in a certain wilderness. Although Ming Zhexii cannot be compared with the saint, he is also the strongest among the gods today. When you meet, you should be more careful."

Ning Changjiu wrote down these and nodded, "I won't be proud of it. Well... Since the Empress Suzaku is not an enemy, what exactly is she asking for?"

"Zhu Que... I fought with her back then, but she was not my opponent." Ye Changong fell into memories. After that unknown battle, she andZhu Que chose to cooperate and formulated a plan to kill Feng Fu.

Ye Changong continued: "She does not love the world nor the gods. What she wants is great freedom."

...

Ning Changji walked out of the Taoist Hall, and the fragrance of water lilies lingered in his sleeves.

The Taoist Palace was silent behind him.

After the unobservation, colorful flames sometimes rise up among the mountains of clouds and mountains, dyeing the clouds into clouds. I don’t know whether this is a successful or a failure of the experiment. As a bystander, it is pleasing to the eye.

He listened to Ye Changong's words and walked into the forest to the west.

He still remembered that when he was a child, he would go to this forest to cut down trees whenever there was rain or snow in his wooden house. He often used his talents and often caused serious waste. He was condemned by his fifth senior brother and then complained to his senior sister.

He recalled those almost vague past events and walked into the forest on the fallen leaves.

The moonlight is thinned by the leaves, the night birds are silent, and the forest seems to be empty except for the darkness and trees.

He opened his sword's eyes and looked at the stumps of the cut down, which were quite old and month-old, and sat down on one of them.

He lowered his head and looked at the new branches and buds that were drawn out from the side of the stump, and many seedlings emerged from the dead leaves nearby. He could see that the seedlings were all grown from the roots extending from the stump.

Ning Changjiu quickly understood what Master meant.

A tree will be cut down but cannot be killed because its roots are deeply stationed in the mud layer, and even it cannot control its own life or death.

Unless it is cut off or directly uprooted...
To be continued...