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DAY 137 Xiangxian

The blood tree in the dark realm was shining and silent, but Cao Chou was a little crazy roaring.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the land is silent.

A little petal is like the oath of the past, and it is also like the poem. It flies down in the air. When Cao Chou reaches out to grab it, the petals will spin to the side, and Cao Chou has long cried and cannot speak.

After a long time, Cao Chou finally stopped screaming, and just knelt there alone, looking at the mound not far away, and whispered: "Shi Yan is gone."

I never said anything solo.

He heard an incomplete story, but saw the complete Cao Chou. Seeing him say this, he finally continued: "Yes, she is gone."

"She may have left." Cao Cang said again, her bloodshot eyes just staring at the grave.

Even though he was the unparalleled golden touching hand in the world, he did not dare to dig up the simple grave pile in front of him.

If you don't dig it up, there is still hope.

After digging, I am afraid of encountering deeper despair.

Solo also looked at the grave and said for a long time: "Yes, she might have left."

"Then... Shiyan, is she still alive?" Cao Cang said excitedly.

Shan Fei Ran silent for a while, and finally said, "Maybe he is still alive." He has never been cruel enough to break the last hope of others, but unexpectedly, this sentence made Cao Cangran stand up suddenly, grabbed his collar and shouted, "You are lying!"

Cao Cang's eyes were full of anger and said, "If Shi Yan was alive, she would definitely wait for me here. If she was waiting for me here, she would never hear me coming and not come out to see me. You and I know... This grave must be Shi Yan. She waited for me until she died, and never waited for me until she died, and still thought about whether I had forgotten her or not, and still thought about me until she died!"

His eyes were like fire, but tears flowed down his sad face. Cao Chou said in a whisper: "Flying solo, you knew this before, but why did you still lie to me?"

Solo looked at the sad face. After a while, he said, "If I say it wrong, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you."

Cao Chou was stunned.

After a long time, Cao Cang slowly let go of his hands. He stepped back step by step, retreated until he retreated to the blood tree. He looked around in a daze for a long time and suddenly said, "Let's go."

Solo was slightly stunned and puzzled, "Where to go?"

"There must be a waterfall nearby." Cao Cang said to himself.

Shanfei was shocked. He thought that this kind of sinkhole environment has its own ecosystem, that is, it has an ecological chain unique underground. Judging from its current scale, it is not uncommon to have underground rivers or even waterfalls, but why did Cao Chou know?

Did the poem tell Cao Chou?

When Soon Fei turned his mind to this thought, he saw Cao Cang just took a few steps and suddenly stopped walking: "I'm sorry, please help me pick three peach branches down."

I felt that Cao Cang was strange here, but I knew that he must have his intention in doing things. He flew alone and didn't refuse. He picked three branches from the tree and handed them to Cao Cang and said, "Is this enough?"

Cao Cang nodded. He put two branches into his arms, but returned the third one to fly solo, "Take it with you."

I was puzzled by flying alone, so I would just insert the branches with me.

Cao Chou did not explain much, and glanced at the stream in front of the Taohua Forest and said, "Let's go along the stream." He said just this and staggered forward along the shore.

Follow the water when you meet the mountain, and return when you look for flowers when you worship them. Can you keep your peace?

Shanfei suddenly remembered what Bu Huan said in his mind, and thought that Cao Cang's route was in conjunction with Bu Huan. Cao Cang knew the environment of this place from Shiyan, what about Bu Huan?

He turned his head and looked at the direction he came, solo flew secretly to shake his head, following Cao Cang along the direction of the stream.

From time to time, blood trees shine on the road by the stream. The steaming and hot steam rises, giving the dark environment a hazy meaning. Soon, the stream water actually has branches coming to the converge, and the river channel is much wider.

Cao Chou just staggered and after a full stick of incense, there was a sudden rumbling of water in front of him. He had expected to fly alone, but after walking for a while, he saw that the front was suddenly open and the light was flashing, and he was still slightly surprised.

The water flow ahead was already turbulent, and I don’t know how many undercurrents and streams gathered here, rushing forward.

The water is so urgent that you will definitely be surging down if you walk there.

When I flew alone, I felt that the heat brought by the stream had dissipated. What followed was the bone-wrenching cold air near the waterfall. Seeing Cao Cang still moving forward, I flew alone and waited for the opening to stop him. When I saw Cao Cang finally stopped and was about to step into the rapids.

He grabbed Cao Chou and shouted solemnly: "Third Master, the water is already very urgent, and it is not shallow, you..."

Cao Cund just looked ahead and said, "Did you see the blood tree on that side?"

I flew solo and saw dozens of blood trees brightly beside the rocks on the shore mixed with the stream. I frowned and said, "Where are you going?"

Cao Cund nodded.

Solo knows that Cao Chou must have his purpose, so he looked around and pointed his hand and said, "That stream is very shallow, we can take a detour without taking any risks."

Cao Cang murmured, "Yes, Shi Yan is not as stupid as me. If she wants to go there, she will definitely find a shallower river to cross." Sighingly, Cao Cang nodded and flew across the shallow river, and finally arrived in front of the blood trees.

The sound of water roars and the cold air is coming.

I couldn't help looking at the place where Baixi gathered. Although I still couldn't see the waterfall, I could have thought about the momentum of the waterfall and thought that this place was already deep underground. Does the waterfall flow like this, so I have to lead to the eighteen levels of hell?

Looking back, I saw Cao Cang squatting down and looking at the ground on the shore.

There are mixed mudstones here, and there are many smooth black and white pebbles of similar sizes.

When I flew alone, I saw the pebbles evenly placed, and I thought that there would be pebbles on the banks of ordinary rivers, but they were of different sizes and colors. The pebbles here were definitely not natural in this way.

Is it the poetry shop?

When he flew alone to turn this thought, he saw Cao Cang just looking at a place, his eyes seemed wet, and he couldn't help but look at Cao Cang's gaze.

There are also pebbles there, but among the black pebbles, there are circles of white pebbles that form a heart-shaped pattern.

Cao Cang looked at the heart-shaped pattern and tears couldn't help but fill his eyes again.

The blood tree is faint, and the pattern is hazy, and the laughter of poetry and silver bells seems to echo in the air again.

Cao Cund, do you think you are good at finding things, right?

At that time, he was so angry that he heard this that there was nothing in this world that I, Cao Chou, could not find.

Then I'll hide something to see if you can find it.

The girl who was like a peach blossom was jumping and busy under the peach blossoms. Finally, he turned around and looked for her, and he could hardly wait. He could almost see where Shi Yan was hidden.

The place where white stones form a heart-shaped place is covered by black stones.

Cao Cund, you are so awesome. Why can you find every time I hide something?

Shiyan, you always hide like this, it’s hard for me to find it. Could it be...can’t you change the way?

The innocent girl under the peach tree smiled and I was afraid that I would change the way. You will never find it again.

Tears fell.

Cao Chou walked step by step to the heart-shaped pattern and slowly knelt down. He did not rush to push away the black pebbles. His fingers just slowly touched the white pebbles, just like touching Shi Yan's flawless cheeks.

Shiyan, Cao Chou is really stupid, so stupid that he always takes what he gains for granted; Shiyan, Cao Chou is really stupid, so stupid that he never turns a blind eye to your feelings; Shiyan, Cao Chou is very stupid. It was only ten years after you left that you truly understand your heart. Just please, give the stupid Cao Chou a chance to correct it. The things you hid in a different way, Cao Chou is really as you expected, and has not been found for many years.

Tears fell on the pebbles one by one, and Cao Chou slowly moved away the black pebbles.

The box that is as long as a ruler is now in front of you!

My heart was thrilled.

They went through a lot of hardships and rushed from Xu Du to Luoyang, crossing the mountain to the underground, many people didn't even see it. They died on the road. He thought Sanxiang was out of reach, but when he saw the size of the long box, he immediately thought that it was... Sanxiang?

What kind of mysterious effect does the three fragrances buried by poetry have?

Although Solo was reserved for Changsheng and other things, I couldn't help but feel excited when I saw Sanxiang appear.

Cao Cang didn't watch solo, and he didn't even go to open the box. He just held the box in his arms, as if he was holding the lost poem. After a long time, Cao Cang said: "Flying alone, thank you."

Solo finally asked, "Is there something like Sanxiang inside this box?"

"I don't know." Cao Cang shook his head and said sternly: "I don't expect anything Sanxiang is. As long as it is Wujian, I will be satisfied."

If you see Wujian, die without any resentment?

When these eight words broke out in my mind alone, my heart was slightly shocked.

Didn’t Cao Coffin try his best to find the fragrance of immortality? Why did it suddenly become Wujian?

Is Wu Jian so mysterious that even the fragrance of Changsheng is incomparable?

Guifeng said at the beginning that he asked him to come to see Wujian alive. Did he say it casually or did he really have any idea?

My mind was filled with thoughts. Without waiting for a long time, I saw Cao Chou put down the box and slowly opened it...

Under the darkness of the blood tree, it shines on a box with fragrance!

The long fragrance is white, the thickness of the thumb, and it looks like the long fragrance used in temple worship Buddha, but it is different from the common Buddha fragrance.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or something, but I always feel that the white fragrance flows with a shining color under the illumination of the blood tree.

That color is very similar to the light emitted by the passing years that Ma Wei is holding.

When Cao Cang saw the long white fragrance, his eyes were slightly bright. Even if he flew alone, he could tell that Cao Cang's expression was slightly joyful, but more of it was boundless sadness.

"This is Wujianxiang." Cao Chou whispered.

"Isn't the fragrance of Changsheng?" asked Soo Fei.

"If I'm not mistaken, the fragrance of immortality is originally golden, but the fragrance of alien shape is red. Only the fragrance of Wujian is this pure white color."

Cao Cang whispered: "Flying solo, Mr. Ma has read you wrongly. Thank you for your help. Don't worry, I will definitely repay you. But now..." He suddenly had a decisive look in his eyes, took out the flint from his arms, and took the long incense stick in the long box with one hand.

Solo can't help but take a step back.

He never thought of snatching the three fragrances with Cao Cang, but when Cao Cang's expression was like this, his subconscious feeling would definitely be incredible as long as the incense burned.

Mars flashed on the flint.

A cold light suddenly appeared!.
Chapter completed!
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