The Ancient Wind Continent is so big, once the three of them, their masters and apprentices, go far away, the chance of meeting them again in this life can be said to be very small. The fairy who was forced to marry someone else was forced to marry someone else, thinking of Miao Miao's heartbreak when he couldn't help himself, thinking that his beloved one would eventually marry and be a woman, thinking that the two can only have each other in love, and Qingyang's heart was cut at a moment. .

Only when I lost, I realized that the other party was more precious. Only when I was parting, I felt that the other party was more important. Only when I personally experienced it, I felt the more heartbreaking pain. I failed to condense the core a few days ago. This incident dealt a big blow to Qingyang.

Before, Qing Yang reluctantly took a sigh of relief, because he wanted to find Yu Mengmiao as soon as possible. Now, this breath is vented instantly. The failure of the pill formation hits him, the sequelae of the heart demon when breaking through, the hardship and exhaustion of the past few days, and the more I couldn't see Yu Mengmiao's sorrow either. At this moment, it was all in his heart, Qing Yang finally couldn't bear it, and fell to the ground as soon as he tilted his body.

This forest is still quiet, not only the monks, but even the monsters. Qing Yang fell on the ground and remained unconscious, but there was no accident. It was just a heavy rain in the middle of the night, lightning and thunder for a long time. , Almost watered the entire forest.

It took a day and a night before Qing Yang woke up from a coma, his mind recovered a little, and he could barely sit up, but at this time his body was extremely sore, and the dantian was empty, because the divine consciousness was consumed too much. The whole head is painful and seems to be feverish.

Monks generally do not get sick, because their bodies have long been cultivated differently from ordinary people, but there are special circumstances, such as Qingyang this time, multiple blows are combined together, even if the body is beaten by iron, he can't stand it. It was really sick this time, the first time in decades.

Fortunately, these illnesses are just a piece of cake for the monks. They only need to meditate for a period of time and force some sweat from the body. This pain will soon heal.

The heartache is more difficult to cure than the illness. Some time ago, the pill formation had just failed, and there was no time to slow down, and then he would have to bear the bad news of Yu Mengmiao's departure. Anyone who encounters this series of shocks may be completely devastated. The pill formation is a little better. Last time, the heart demon did not damage the foundation of Qingyang because of the Yuhaipingbo sword. After a little training for 10 to 20 years, I feel that the state is almost the same, and I can try again. With Qingyang now In the situation, there may still be hope for pill formation, but once Yu Mengmiao leaves him, the sky is big, how can there be hope for the two to meet again in the future?

Thinking of this, Qing Yang's heart was extremely depressed, as if the whole world was gloomy, life seemed to have no fun at all, there was no fighting spirit at all, Qing Yang knew that he could not be like this, but he just couldn't lift the spirit. No energy to do anything.

After coming out of retreat, Qing Yang didn't have a good rest. After that, he chased Yu Mengmiao's master and apprentice for a few days. His spiritual consciousness was exhausted, his true essence was exhausted, and his physical strength was severely overdrawn. Today, Qing Yang has been haggard to the extreme, and his state is also extremely bad. The white hair on the temples, the exhaustion on his face, the melancholy in his eyes, plus the muddy water poured over his body by a night rain, the appearance of Qingyang now is similar to the sloppy Taoist who once gave him the wind and fire order. Kind of alike.

Qingyang raised his eyes and looked around, not knowing what to do, to chase after Yu Mengmiao's master and apprentice? I don't even know the direction, how can I catch up? People have already left, what's the use of thinking about this for yourself? What happened today, maybe it was God who hinted that she had no relationship with her, and if she continued to struggle like this, she would really be abolished, so it's better to just give up.

Is it back to Jiuxiancheng? But what do you do when you go back in such a desperate manner? The group of people who came to Gufeng Continent back then walked away deadly. Only Xiying and Xiao Yuhan are still there. What can they do when they go back? Is it to watch their husband and wife show affection, or to ask them for shelter?

After some hesitation, Qing Yang gave up the choice altogether. Rather than racking his brains here, he should be more casual, do whatever he wants, do whatever he wants, isn't it enough experience? Then go to experience, and learn from the old master Songhe who wandered about the rivers and lakes.

Thinking of this, Qing Yang's heart suddenly opened up, and the previous haze suddenly disappeared.

Qing Yang moved his sore body, just sat on the muddy ground, took out two spiritual stones from the amulet and held them in his hands. He meditated quietly for a while, and when his true essence recovered a little, he moved again. I forced out some sweat, and the pain in my whole body disappeared immediately.

Standing up again, Qing Yang felt that he was refreshed. Although his spiritual thoughts were still a bit exhausted, it had little effect on his actions. During this period of time, he was burdened with too much pressure. Today, he finally let go. Laughing three times in the dense forest, he stunned the countless birds in the forest, and took out a jar of spirit wine from the drunk fairy gourd and poured it into his mouth. Then the jar fell and strode forward.

From then on, the world of cultivating immortals has lost a cautious little Qingyang, but the mortal world has added a chic and comfortable Qingyang Sanren. He plays in the dust, roams the rivers and lakes, rewards the good and punishes the evil, robs the rich and aids the poor, he does not trim the edges, does not stick to the trivial, and only has a pot of wine to accompany him. Around, there are many legends left in the mortal world.

Winter goes and spring comes, spring comes and autumn goes, another year.

In this year ~lightnovelpub.net~ Qingyang can't remember how many roads he has traveled, and how many places he has been. Anyway, he has a happy life and walks freely. He doesn't even know that he is now. Where is it, where I am going, in short, I live freely and unfettered, and I never have to work hard for cultivation, and I never worry about spiritual stones.

On this day, he strolled to a city and wandered outside for a year. Qing Yang did not forget that he was still a monk, and he could not leave the monk group for too long. So when he knew there was a monk city nearby, he just I came here by the way.

This immortal city is not too big on the Gufeng Continent, it is incomparable with Jiuxian City, but the scale is not too small, at least it is larger than the Xiuxian cities in the Zhongsha Region and Jiuzhou Continent that Qingyang has seen. It is much more, with a radius of at least hundreds of miles, and it stretches endlessly.

Qing Yang didn't have any special purpose when he came here. He just came to the neighborhood. He accidentally heard some monks say that there is a city for cultivating immortals here, so he just came and took a look.

When he came to the gate of the city, Qingyang looked up and saw the three words Qingfucheng written on the plaque above. Qingyang hadn't heard of any Qingfucheng before, and didn't know what place it was here, so Just at the gate of the city, I randomly found a few Qi-refining cultivators to understand the situation.