If you are a mayfly, you will have no regrets when you live and die in the morning.

The great way in the world is the most difficult to understand life and death.

In Lingshan, he had been struggling for 16 years, and finally realized the incomplete "third method of immortality". Mr. Zhou You, who truly realized life and death, did not care about life and death after his reincarnation.

In this world, there are many things that are more important than life and death.

Zhou You took Zhou Yushui away from the Taoist temple. No one in Lingshan knew that the beggar brother and sister were far away from the worship platform of Emperor Zhenwu and the hustle and bustle of Buddhism.

At Song Jinglian's repeated requests, when Ning Yi and Pei Lingsu left Lingshan, the city gate opened wide, and the Zen Ru Sects came out to see each other out, the bells in the Palace of Light were ringing for a long time, the Buddha's cave was burning, and Jinglian and Zhusha accompanied him.

It's a pity.

Until he left Dongtu, Ning Yi never saw the skylark again.

The little monk went into seclusion in the Buddhist temple.

For him, the hardest thing to overcome is not the karma karma of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

It's the heart disaster.

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The lonely smoke in the desert.

The two of them rode on the back of the black horse, and their speed was neither slow nor fast. Pei Yatou's arms wrapped around Ning Yi's waist. She squinted her eyes and whispered: "Ning Yi, where are we going?"

A breeze blows.

The sand swept past, blocked by the black robe in front of him, making dense and fine crackling sounds, and no grain was scattered into his hair.

The girl closed her eyes and smiled with peace of mind.

The young man in his arms had a thick shoulder and a small hill.

Ning Yi's voice was very leisurely, "Little girl, fly a kite, I went to Xiling Temple, and picked up a piece of money..."

The girl rubbed Ning Yi, her head against her back, and said helplessly: "Oh, it sounds so ugly."

A song from a long time ago.

"Run to the Qingbai City and exchanged for candied haws..."

Ning Yi gently hummed a nursery rhyme from childhood. He raised one hand, slowly fell backwards, rubbed Pei Lingsu's head, and said softly: "Girl, where do you want to go?"

Pei Lingsu, who closed her eyes, felt the warmth above her head, and she smiled foolishly: "Where you go... doesn't matter, just have you here."

It was July to leave Lingshan.

Traveling from the east and west, bypassing the Great Wall of the East, retiring to the streets and alleys, turning into ordinary tourists from the rivers and lakes, watching fireworks, buying jade bi, enjoying lanterns, climbing hills, giving ancient swords to those who are destined to be, leaving calligraphy and paintings to tourists from the rivers and lakes, entering hundreds of inns, and meeting thousands of strangers in the strange families.

The fine snow red candles, the fairy couple.

Ning Yi Peifan was a pair of tourists from all over the world, missing their whereabouts and missing their location.

In a flash, it was another year.

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It was snowing heavily in Shushan.

Gu Xiaoyu sat on the cliff at the top of Fenglei Mountain, swaying her feet and supporting her cheeks with one hand. She had a yellow face and thin skin before, but now her small body has a well-shaped body, and her muscles are solid but not bulging. She is hidden under a black fox fur fur, but her hair is still yellow.

Gu Xiaoyu's temples were long and her hair was stained with whiteness by the wind and snow.

He was stunned. In fact, the days of practicing in Shushan were not that interesting. Master Qianshou went into seclusion, and the blind uncle and Wen Tao also traveled far away. There were no one living in Shushan's mountains, Fenglei Mountain, Tiejian Mountain, Laolong Mountain, and Xiaoshuang Mountain... He was left alone, sitting on the mountain to guard the house, occasionally competing with the disciples of the inner sect and fighting fists.

It's just that it's snowing heavily recently.

No one left the mountain gate.

No one enters the wind and thunder.

Gu Xiaoyu, who was sitting on the top of the mountain, felt a sense of loneliness in his life. He was alone in a daze and polished his time, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "If Master Wen Tao hadn't asked me to stay in Shushan, I would have brought Duan Shuang to find Master Jun."

As I thought about it, I caught a bunch of snow.

Gu Xiao

The rain crushed the snow gently, and suddenly felt a warmth, and someone held an umbrella for him.

He turned around... and saw a familiar shadow.

The fat man holding an umbrella squatted down with a smile and inserted the oil paper umbrella on the snow on the cliff, barely blocking some of the snow chips.

“No. 327?”

Gu Xiaoyu is not unfamiliar with the ace intelligence messenger of Shushan. It is said that this fat man named "Su Fu" has experienced the era of two junior uncles. With the code name of 327, he brought huge intelligence to Shushan. The spy network in his hands is spread throughout the Western Region.

If all the information of the Sui Dynasty was controlled by the Tiandu Intelligence Department.

No one can compete.

At least in the Western Frontier, the intelligence in the hands of No. 327 will not lose to the Intelligence Department.

Su Fu found a comfortable position, sat down, and sighed comfortably, "Mr. Xiaogu, I have just swam over from the Li River, but it is still warm in Shu Mountain."

Gu Xiaoyu scratched her head: "Lijiang... swim over?"

Is No. 327 so powerful? Don’t you take a boat?

"It's snowing, it's frozen." Su Fu said concisely and shook his sleeves. His level of practice was not high, but his body and hidden method were unique. The meager starlight flowed between his sleeves, shattering the ice chips all over the ground. His expression was three-bite haggard. "The Li River ferry was blocked, so he dived forty miles from the ice surface, for three days and three nights, and just returned to Shushan, his boots were still wet..."

As he said that, he wanted to take off his boots and prove himself.

"It's free." Gu Xiaoyu waved his hand quickly to stop this action.

He had met this No. 327 several times. Su Fu was a wizard who seemed very unrestrained, but in fact he could complete every intelligence mission smoothly.

Gu Xiaoyu smiled helplessly and said, "Mr. Su Fu, don't be so anxious..."

No. 327 smiled and said tiredly: "The mission time limit is coming soon, and Gui Cultivator and Xiao Wuliang Mountain's sword cultivator are chasing me."

Gu Xiaoyu lowered her voice and said, "What information is so important?"

No. 327 looked around and put his head over.

"There are two intelligences, the first one...the underworld chases me..."

The two of them whispered under the umbrella.

After listening to the first information, Gu Xiaoyu was in a good mood and said, "Is it true or false?"

Su Fu laughed and said, "It's true, otherwise how could he provoke ghost cultivators?"

Gu Xiaoyu blinked and asked again: "What about... the second information?"

"Actually, Shushan Ancient Sect... is also very hard." Su Fuyi said righteously, and changed the subject and coughed: "As the Lord of Qianshou Mountain stipulates, everyone has vacation time."

"I know, I know, do ten or one day off, concentrate on rotation..." Gu Xiaoyu nodded desperately, "If you remember correctly, it seems like you are having a rest day?"

Su Fu rubbed his eyebrows and said earnestly: "The holiday at the end of the year is on. If there is no special situation, I will not come forward... But there is a very important Shushan figure, please ask me to do something."

Gu Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows, "Who?"

Su Fu's tone was a little awkward, and he said, "Mr. Wen."

"Mr. Wen? Which Mr. Wen?" Gu Xiaoyu suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart.

"It's Mr. Wen from Laolong Mountain, the one who teaches Mr. Xiaogu, you are looking for dragons and pointing acupoints..." Su Fu no longer kept it in his arms, and shook everything out with some embarrassment. "Mr. Wen said that Zhu Mi of Xiaowuliang Mountain bullies people too much and intends to target Shushan. He wants to dig out the holy tomb of Xiaowuliang Mountain's ancestors."

Gu Xiaoyu: "???"

"Mr. Wen is worried that he will never return, so he came up with a compromise idea and asked me to go and write a letter to Xiao Wuliang Mountain to attract attention. He said that he could handle the holy tomb in just half an hour."

Gu Xiaoyu murmured: "Down... a letter of war?"

“Xiao Wu”

There are three new geniuses in Liangshan, who are said to be in the Nine Realms, with extraordinary qualifications, and are called the Three Little Stars. They say that they will definitely win the fate within the next three years." Su Fu said: "Mr. Wen said that those three are bullshits. Shushan cannot tolerate these three stars being rampant, so I was ordered to issue a letter of war and visit him, so I bought Mr. Wen the time to steal the "holy grave."

Speaking of this, No. 327 actually laughed, scratched his head with one hand, and said in a naive manner: "I didn't expect that Xiao Wuliang Mountain heard that I belonged to Shushan, and I was beaten up and I was driven to death for hundreds of miles. If I hadn't been under the ice of the Li River, I had escaped for three days and three nights, I might have been killed by Mr. Wen."

Gu Xiaoyu widened her eyes, "Where is the one with the surname Wen?"

"Mr. Wen fled in the opposite direction..."

San27 shook his head, stretched out his hands seriously, silently clasped his hands in front of his chest, and made a sincere wish, "Ah, Bodhisattva, you should die sooner for such a disaster in Wen Tao."

Gu Xiaoyu has a black line.

"Three27, the first thing you do when you come to Shushan is to find me, you don't want to tell me..."

"Mr. Wen has given you a war letter. As far as I know, Zhu Mi has already brought the 'Sanxing' to Shushan." San27 maintained a wishing gesture with her hands folded, "Ah, Emperor Zhenwu bless..."

He looked at Gu Xiaoyu with a serious face, "Mr. Wen said you are the strongest backland in the Sui Dynasty. Mr. Xiaogu, Shushan's face will be on you."

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To be continued...