When the wind blows, looking down from the highest point of the mountain, you can see countless green trees swaying slightly with the wind, like waves, and the clouds in the sky are also undulating. Sitting on the top of the mountain, you can go up. Looking at the sea of ​​clouds and seeing Lin Tao from a distance, it seems that I am the only one between heaven and earth, and I am completely forgotten, which is wonderful.

A goose-yellow flying bird undulated with the wind, flapping its wings hard to maintain stability and balance.

A strand of white hair suddenly fell in front of him. The bird, which was trying hard to maintain its balance in the mountain wind, fell down. It gently grabbed the strand of soft white hair with its claws. It seemed to be relieved, and then fell down with a crash. The paws grasped the white hair and shook it, and was gently held up by a white palm.

The girl with hair as white as snow sat quietly on this mountain and looked at the world. The white hair that originally only fell to her shoulders has now fallen to her waist.

Looking at the world for thirty years, her face has hardly changed. Her eyebrows are quiet, her pupils are large and deep, like a lightless night, her face has no color at all, and behind her is a girl wearing a crazy mask holding a hand in one hand. Holding a jade comb, one hand gently held up the soft white hair and helped her comb it.

"ring."

The voice of the white-haired girl was quiet. Even if it was the goddess who had been with her for thirty years, there was still no ripple in her voice.

Rather, she spent a lot of effort and fell into a weak state for a long time after coming out. She spent the rest of the thirty years waiting quietly, and Jue only told her some basic knowledge of the world. That's all, and Gengchen, the number one god general of Kunlun, passed away on his own after trying his best to escort them out.

"It's just a pity. I originally hoped that Chen Yuan would kill me and be contaminated with my aura, so that I could appear in the human world when he reincarnates and the disaster comes."

When Gengchen was about to die, he felt extremely regretful, but he had no regrets.

"You will show up in that era."

The girl wearing the raccoon mask agreed.

Then when Gengchen was confused, he stretched out his palm, raised his palm, and the Qi was entangled endlessly, but it was not just her own breath, the clear Qi from Kunlun was also entangled with the foundation of the human race, Sometimes they are separated and sometimes they meet again, and they are entangled endlessly and never break up.

Gengchen's eyes widened, and he finally saw the girl reaching out her palm and taking off the cat-crazy mask on her face.

Seeing that familiar face, she said in a gentle tone: "We are engaged."

"So, you will definitely meet us.

God Gengchen's eyes widened, he finally laughed several times, passed away, and passed away without regrets, reincarnated.

Jue recalled the Kunlun Goddess of War who supported them all the way from Kunlun Ruins in the Troubled Times before being seriously injured and passed away. If she thought about it carefully, after she woke up in the modern world,

Zhang Ruosu, who barely had a strong causal connection with Geng Chen, found her. It was Zhang Ruosu who gave her a modern identity and sent her to the old street, completing the entanglement of cause and effect.

It turns out that the fate has already been formed at this time.

All accidents may be destined and predestined.

While she was thinking, she tied up the white-haired girl's hair and nodded to answer her call. "Yes, I'm here."

Jue held the wooden hairpin in his right hand and gently turned it to fix the white-haired girl's hair. She had white hair in a high ponytail. She was wearing a navy blue robe with a jade-white lining, embroidered with flowing cloud patterns, and a wide robe with wide sleeves.

Standing barefoot on the faint bluestone, floating out of the dust, ethereal and deep, as if it is not like the human world.

The white-haired girl looked at Feng and said:

"Your injuries are more serious."

Jue said no more.

When she was in Kunlun Ruins in the Troubled Times, she forcibly controlled the level of pure turbidity in Kunlun City and breathed it into the body to fight. One of her opponents was enlightened at this level. It was then that she suddenly realized that the goddesses all have two sides, pure and turbid. Her sister

Occasionally, they appear in the red ground with murderous intent like water, which means that the turbid air has the upper hand.

But now her body no longer has the upper hand in the battle with the turbid energy.

That was basically most of it transformed into the purest chaotic world energy, and the body was completely overturned.

The difference from the past was so big that even Wei Yuan couldn't see it at a glance. He was just used to the balance of pure and turbid. At this moment, the turbid qi machine broke the balance of the past, gained the upper hand, and suppressed the flow of pure qi.

, in the past thirty years, every day, my energy began to sink a little.

Every year that passes, it will be completely different from the last year.

The gong body at this moment is no longer light and agile as before, but is heavy and thick, like the wind tearing apart all things, representing the flow of pure Qi. Jue tried his best to barely control his temperament and not be controlled.

When earth-shaking changes occur, you can't help but explode your own power like your sister did, triggering the surrounding vitality and turning it into a disaster.

"I don't mind."

Jue took off the mask on his face, and his eyes turned from clear to dark.

"It's you, I brought the Tao Te Ching before, have you read it?

You still have to learn the writing of the human world, and classics such as the Tao Te Ching, the Analects of Confucius, and Huainanzi are perfect for learning writing."

The white-haired girl had no expression on her face and looked away.

But Huan still saw a trace of nervousness in the girl's expressionless face and her unwavering eyes.

"Don't you have a back?" The white-haired girl's face was expressionless.

He reached out and touched his black hair.

Seeing that the girl was unmoved.

Then he held Jue's cheek, pressed it against it, and rubbed his own face. It felt soft.

He said in a calm tone: "Jue is the best."

"So good, so good."

"Amazing."

"You, why are you like this again?"

Jue was helpless and could do nothing with the white-haired girl, so he said: "Forget it, let's take you down the mountain today. Let's have another cup of tea and see what the world is like. Maybe he has already come down the mountain." The white-haired girl didn't.

After talking again, they just nodded and waited near Kunlun. There is also a border town here, which is under the control of the Anxi Protectorate. There are many pedestrians and merchants in it.

This city near Kunlun originally had a country named Gaochang.

The king of the country had become brothers with the Tang Dynasty monk Xuanzang decades ago. However, he fell on the wrong side during the battle between the Tang Dynasty and Tugu, and surrendered to the Western Turk Yibidulu Khan, blocking the trade routes in the Western Regions.

Then it was swept by the Tang cavalry and defeated by the famous Tang general Chen Guogonghou Junji. He died of fear.

Now Gaochang Kingdom has been transformed into the Western Region County of the Tang Dynasty, and Xuanzang has been enthroned.

The leader of Gaochang died in fear.

Even Hou Junji, the famous general who defeated Gaochang, was involved in the prince's affair and was sentenced to death.

Now even this country no longer has the surname Li.

Time and history are like smoke, only the sun remains forever, and the Tianshan Mountains remain unchanged. Thirty years ago, the goddess wearing a raccoon mask and the white-haired girl who came here have the same faces as before. They asked for a herbal tea.

After eating several Gaochangguo-style dishes and listening to the third-generation storytellers around her talking about stories, the white-haired girl drank tea and slowly digested her food.

The goddess looked at Kunlun on earth in the distance through the gaps in the thin bamboo curtains.

"Hey, two guests are here again. Is the food here good? The new boss recognized the transformed appearance of Jue and the white-haired girl. He recognized that they were regular customers and greeted them familiar with the concept of mountainous areas.

The goddess was lost in thought. The white-haired girl drank tea and replied with a cold and quiet voice: "It's not delicious."

The young shopkeeper was stunned. People from the Western Regions have strong folk customs. He immediately said displeasedly: "Why isn't it delicious?!"

"This is not [delicious]."

The white-haired girl whispered: "He made me really delicious food.

"Huh? But that doesn't mean it's not delicious!"

The young shop owner gritted his teeth and said in dissatisfaction: "In this case, I won't be in trouble with the two guests. It's just that we, the cooks and the kitchen utensils, are all in the same arena, and we can more or less compete with each other.

Just ask, who cooks the food?! Who cooks delicious food?!"

"Let's draw a line to draw a line between which family and which school.

Then the young and energetic cook saw the guest lowering his eyes. Even his transformed appearance made people feel sad for some reason. He said softly: "I don't know. I've been waiting for him for three days."

Ten years.

Fanzi, who has been living in such a tyrannical and violent world in the Western Regions, has never heard such faint but lingering sadness in his life.

It's just that he still wants to refute that you don't look like you are thirty years old yet. The swordsman wearing a crazy mask said: "I'm sorry for today, I'll take this money as an apology."

"It's just that this dish is really not good."

She stood up, pulled the white-haired girl, and said calmly: "Compared to your grandfather, he did a lot worse.

Immediately he whispered something about the proud skills of the old shop owner thirty years ago. The young cook stopped for a moment, his eyes widened and his mind was shaking. As he pulled the white-haired girl away, he suddenly heard a storyteller in the teahouse next to him.

The man patted Xingmu, moistened his throat, and said loudly: "When the countries in the Western Regions were in trouble, the Tang Dynasty monk opened the gate of the troubled city with a nine-ring tin staff, two monk bowls and big fists, and left.

pass.

"Today I will tell a new story."

"The Sword Immortal has been in hiding for thirty years. Once he enters the city, his hair is as white as snow and his sword energy is as dry as autumn!!"

Come to think of it, you readers, this is a coincidence!"

"This swordsman Chen Yuan is the swordsman who traveled one hundred thousand miles westward with Xuanzang. He is exactly..."

White hair, sword fairy!

Go to Kunlun!

Jue and the white-haired girl suddenly stopped in their tracks.

The white-haired girl's eyes widened and her lips curled up slightly.
To be continued...