Cong Rong is a very innocent girl.

In her mind, it seemed that there was never anything that was unhappy for more than half an hour. The fatigue of the journey was quickly replaced by her curiosity about Changming Yunhai and the two. Along the way, she kept asking about things related to cultivation, What kind of fairy elixir is even more unconstrained, there are always infinite whimsical ideas coming out of her mind, and Yunhai doesn't answer, so she sticks to Changming.

It is rare that Chang Ming is also extremely patient with her.

"Brother Changming, which mountain are you cultivating in?"

"Lingbofeng." Chang Ming said casually.

At this time, he hadn't seen the blood sect yet, so Ling Bofeng was naturally unknown.

"The name is so nice. There must be many gods living on it. Brother Changming, can you fly with the sword and give me a ride? When I was young, I saw a monk who could fly with the sword next to His Royal Highness, but I never personally. experienced."

"I was injured, it's inconvenient, why don't you ask Fellow Daoist Yunhai for advice." Changming Eryi deduced five, and directly caused trouble.

Cong Rong looked towards the sea of ​​clouds.

Yun Hai walked a few steps in front of them, the tassel of Chun Chao Sword on his back rippling with his footsteps, very rhythmic.

"I'm limping."

Yunhai didn't look back.

Cong Rong: ...

She winked at Changming, consciously skipped the topic, and continued to ask other questions.

"Brother Changming, do you know any sect that accepts disciples my age?"

"Isn't it good to marry and have children like an ordinary person, and live a happy life?" Chang Ming asked, "Given your family background, why do you have to travel thousands of miles here to find an illusory dream?"

She won't be blind even if she doesn't go to Yuru Town. All the ups and downs that Cong Rong encountered in the second half of her life started from her trip.

At this time, Cong Rong naturally didn't know anything, but Chang Ming knew it clearly.

Without the encounter between Cong Rong and Yun Changan, there would be no Yun Weisi.

Without the changes of Yun and Cong, Yun Weisi might not go to the Jade Emperor to learn from his teacher.

Every drink and peck is predetermined.

However, if he stops the **** case, will there still be Yun Weisi, who later devotes himself to the Tao and finally achieves great success?

"When I was almost twenty years old, I never left home or the capital city. Every time I wanted to go up the mountain to learn from a teacher, my family always said that I couldn't do this or that, as if I couldn't do anything without them. I wasted, I always wanted to make the elders feel at ease, but I became more and more unhappy until they made an engagement for me."

Cong Rong babbled and complained, describing the troubles of a little girl from a wealthy family.

If you were from a poor family, it would be too late to worry about two meals a day, and you would definitely not have time to think about cultivating to become a fairy.

People in the world are nothing more than this, and there is no end to looking forward to Shu.

"Which family has your family booked for you?"

"You don't even know, Yun Family."

The three of them quickly walked to the foot of the mountain, and Cong Rong's physical strength was completely exhausted. She couldn't go any further, so she asked for a rest, so they found a place at the foot of the mountain to light a fire and rest.

Today the world is unified, but the world is not peaceful. Although monks will kill and seize treasures, generally speaking, they disdain to attack ordinary people. On the contrary, bandits and thieves appear from time to time. Cong Rong is enough to deal with the two of them. The reason why she dared to venture into the world alone is that her martial arts skills are quite good.

"There is still half an hour, maybe not." Yunhai said suddenly, without beginning or end.

He looked sleepy like never before, Chang Ming had never seen it before.

"Yun Weisi?" Chang Ming's heart skipped a beat.

Yun Hai hummed, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

"You want to see him more, too?"

After all, that Yun Weisi is the real Yun Weisi.

And he was just a sea of ​​clouds that came from nowhere and disappeared when he didn't know.

But Yunhai still remembers the bonfire by the sea, and Chang Ming beside the bonfire.

That was their real first meeting, not on a rainy day outside the Jade Emperor Temple, nor was it that Yun Weisi who only wanted to kill Jiufang Changming.

Before he could wait for Chang Ming's answer, his vision fell into complete darkness.

When the first white marks appeared in the sky, Chang Ming saw the sea of ​​clouds and lowered his head as if dozing off.

In just a moment, the other party opened his eyes, and his expression was completely different.

When he saw Chang Ming, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and drew his sword, and then found that he lost all his spiritual power.

Chang Ming lazily closed his eyes and rested his mind, still leaning against the tree trunk, as if not worried about an extra sword around his neck.

Yun Weisi frowned and looked around.

He saw Cong Rong, and also saw a different environment around him.

This place is obviously not the previous Tianchui City.

Nor is it any other place in Jiuchongyuan.

Yun Weisi had a flash of inspiration, and the crease between his brows deepened.

"The other side of nothingness?"

Chang Ming: "Not bad."

Yun Weisi asked, "Where is this?"

Chang Ming: "On the way to Yuru Town, you should know who she is."

Yun Weisi stared at the sleeping Cong Rong for a moment, the latter had already had his sleeping point lit by Chang Ming, and at this moment he was deeply sleepy, ignorant of the outside world.

"Cong Rong."

Changming nodded: "I have something that I can't figure out, so I just asked you. Yunhai told me earlier that everyone's memory can be recalled here, but when I went to Yuru Town, it was the day after the massacre. I have never experienced this memory of your mother, why can we come here?"

Yun Weisi said: "It's not a memory."

Chang Ming asked: "What is that?"

Yun Weisi pursed her lips and frowned, her expression flashed with confusion as she searched hard for her memory.

"It's a formation, the fusion of time retrospective and memory, which is related to everyone."

During the long years of Jiuchongyuan, many memories have long been regarded as burdens by him and thrown into the other side of nothingness one by one, crushing them repeatedly.

There are only a few incomplete fragments left, slipping by occasionally, like finding a needle in a haystack.

Yun Weisi lowered her head and pressed her forehead, enduring her headache, trying to catch her.

"All memories are related to experiences... Wanshen Mountain has a special terrain. There are ancient spiritual energy left, and some later monks practiced here. It also has the magic energy and the power of Liuhe Candle Sky Formation. On the night of the five-star twilight, you can use the right time, place, and harmony. Reversing yin and yang, inverting heaven and earth, completely forming Jiuchongyuan... Jiuchongyuan is actually a continuation of Liuhezhutian Formation back then."

He spoke intermittently, but Chang Ming understood.

"You mean, the memory here is related to everyone's experience. If you make a different choice from the past, you can change the established result?"

Yun Weisi: "It should be like this."

Chang Ming's face changed slightly: "It's impossible for you to set up such a huge formation by yourself. Who else cooperated with you back then?"

Yun Weisi pondered and said: "The Wanxiang Palace..."

Chang Ming: "Chi Bijiang."

"It's her, but not only her, there should be two or three people."

"Who?"

"I do not remember."

Yun Weisi regained the expression of not caring about everything, and even warned Chang Ming.

"Everything has a trajectory. Changing the past here may not necessarily change the future you want. On the contrary, it may mess up the established star line, causing all chaos, and eventually you will disappear. Those people who came from the past, all I thought I could reverse the tragedy, but in the end they all cried out in pain and disappeared."

Many people can't see through, so they have deep obsessions, but if they see through the essence, they will also be obsessed, thinking that they can change the past by detaching themselves.

Only by letting go of everything and practicing the path of ruthlessness can one be freed.

Chang Ming laughed: "You never forget that you want to kill me, isn't it an obsession?"

Yun Weisi said lightly: "You are the only obstacle in my heart, only by killing you can my Tao be fulfilled."

He didn't even look at the sleeping Cong Rong.

For him, that was already an unchangeable past.

The past can be discarded.

Chang Ming said: "Since you don't want to change the past, you can't kill me here, otherwise I will be gone, and you may not appear now. All grievances and grievances will be discussed after leaving here."

Yun Weisi didn't agree, but didn't refuse either.

This was the first time the master and apprentice shook hands and made peace after their reunion, reaching a tacit understanding.

But Changming knew that if his life was in danger, Yun Weisi would definitely choose to stand by and watch.

It was bright.

As soon as the sleeping point expired, Cong Rong woke up rubbing his eyes.

She apologized to the two, expressing that she did not realize that she had slept for so long.

Chang Ming said it was okay, and the three of them started their journey again, preparing to cross the mountain to Yuru Town.

"What happened to Mr. Yunlang?"

Cong Rong approached Chang Ming, tugged on his sleeve and asked in a low voice.

Chang Ming raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Cong Rong: "He seems a little different from last night."

Naturally it is different, even the expression is different, it is not surprising that Cong Rong noticed the difference.

Chang Ming: "He thinks of the girl he liked but couldn't ask for, and he feels uncomfortable."

He was talking nonsense, but Cong Rong actually believed it.

"Is the girl he likes a monk too?"

Chang Ming hummed: "It's still a demon cultivator."

Cong Rong: "What is a magic cultivator, a demon?"

Chang Ming: "Demon cultivators are different from monsters. They are called heretics because of their different cultivation methods."

Cong Rong immediately felt sympathetic: "If you really love each other, as long as you don't hurt the innocent, what's the problem with the magic cultivator?"

Yun Weisi, who was a few steps behind but could hear clearly: ...

He didn't bother to correct him, and let Chang Ming talk nonsense without saying a word.

But Jiufang Changming said more and more outrageous.

"He likes that girl, but she doesn't like her. The more he chases her, the farther she runs away. He swore that she would never marry her in his life, so they are inseparable to this day."

Cong Rong said: "Then you are the only one who takes him in?"

Chang Ming joked: "No way!"

Cong Rong sighed: "If I can meet a good friend like you when I come out this trip, I will have no regrets!"

Cong Rong saw a colorful butterfly in front of him, bouncing and chasing after it.

Changming was a few steps behind, standing shoulder to shoulder with Yun Weisi.

"When you see her, don't you feel any disturbance in your heart?"

Yun Weisi didn't speak, but his expression clearly told Chang Ming that he would not be swayed by any words.

Chang Ming: "Too much forgets feelings, but it is not heartless. It is silent and unmoving. If it is forgotten, it is not forgotten."

Yun Weisi said lightly: "Back then you wanted everything, but you couldn't achieve the ultimate in anything, so you ended up like that. If you get one thing, you will never return to it. There is nothing to say. If you turn around a little, all previous efforts will be wasted, just like you generally."

Chang Ming: "Yun Weisi, have you really forgotten all about it?"

Yun Weisi didn't answer.

"Brother Changming, come and have a look!"

Cong Rong shouted in front.

Chang Ming stepped forward slowly, without hurrying, leaving Yun Weisi with his undefended back.

Yun Weisi only needs to move his fingers and draw the sword out of its sheath.

Even if he can't use his spiritual power now, this sword is enough to kill the opponent.

——Yun Weisi, have you really forgotten all about it?

The words were still in his ears, Yun Weisi raised his sleeves, and the sword tassel behind him landed silently.

…

Yuru Peak is not steep and difficult to climb, and the three of them arrived at Yuru Town before noon.

This is the last town before leaving the customs, and it is also the largest one with a radius of hundreds of miles. There is an endless stream of business travelers, including many monks, and there are shouts of selling goods everywhere. Many people are too lazy to go to the market. The stalls were set up not far from the city, and soon another crowded area was formed.

It's hard to imagine that such a town with thousands of people will become a sea of ​​Shura's blood after nightfall tonight.

"Let's find a place to eat first. I'm a little hungry. I invite you. Also, after dinner, I want to find a clothing store and buy clothes that are easy to walk in. Brother Changming, can you accompany me? Yes. Now, how far is Qianlin from here, if we set off tomorrow, will it be too late?"

Cong Rong talked a lot in one breath, full of interest, and finally saw the bustling town, the fatigue of the journey was swept away, and everything he saw was new.

"Don't worry, the Thousand Forests Conference will be held in Heifeng Gobi in three days. It's not far from here, but the climate there is changeable, and business travelers usually make detours."

Chang Ming pointed to the tallest four-story inn in the city.

"Let's stay there today."

It's not condescending, but it can be detected in time if there is any movement in the middle of the night.

Cong Rong had no objections, and Yun Weisi would not have any.

Unfortunately, four of the six upper rooms on the fourth floor have been reserved, leaving only two.

In other words, Changming and Yun Weisi have to share a room.

What's more unfortunate is that the two upper rooms, one east and one west, are distributed at the beginning and end of the same floor.

The innkeeper told them that the penultimate room on the east side was booked by a young gentleman, but he left after booking the room. There was a temple fair in the city today, maybe he went to watch the excitement, but he has not returned yet; The occupants of the second room were two young girls. If they wanted to change the room to two adjacent rooms, they would have to negotiate with the occupants first.

In the end, the three of them moved east and west, with Cong Rong living on the east side, while Chang Ming and Yun Weisi lived on the west side.

Hearing that there was a temple fair, Cong Rong immediately expressed that he wanted to go and have a look, and find something to eat by the way, Chang Ming Yun Weisi thought there was nothing he could do.

There is no Confucian Temple in Yuru Town, only a Town God's Temple, and the temple fair is naturally outside the Town God's Temple. When the three of them passed by, it was the peak of the temple fair. The masked craftsman stepped on stilts and sprayed fire. When the fire reached midair, it turned into copper coins and fell. A crowd of onlookers cheered and were busy bending over to pick up money.

In Yun Weisi's eyes, all this excitement was calm and peaceful, and his calmness seemed to affect the people around him, and everyone unconsciously stayed away from him, only Chang Ming was still standing beside him.

But Chang Ming's attention is not on the excitement in front of him, but on the people watching the excitement.

Among the bustling crowd, he saw a person who shouldn't be here.

Chen Ting.

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On the other side of nothingness, Changming will not only unravel some previous mysteries, but also make great progress with Yun Weisi and Yun Hai, so stay tuned.