When the wind blows, looking down from the highest point of the mountain, you can see countless green trees moving slightly with the wind, like waves, and the clouds in the sky are also ups and downs. Sitting on the top of the mountain, you can go up Looking at the sea of ​​clouds, looking at Lin Tao from a distance, it seems that I am the only one in the world, and I am so forgetful, it is wonderful.

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

A strand of white hair suddenly fell in front of it, and the flying bird, which was trying to maintain its balance in the mountain wind, landed. Its paws gently grabbed the strand of soft white hair, as if he was relieved, and then fell down with a clatter. The claws grasped the white hair tightly and shook it, and was gently held up by a white palm.

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

Looking at the world for thirty years, her face has hardly changed, her brows are quiet, her pupils are big and deep, like a dark night, her face has no trace of blood, and behind her is a girl wearing a mad mask with a hand in her hand. Holding a jade comb, gently holding up the soft white hair with one hand to help her comb it.

"ring."

The white-haired girl's voice 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 she came out. She waited quietly for the rest of the thirty years, and Jue only told her some basic knowledge of the world. That's all, but Geng Chen, Kunlun's number one **** general, after escorting them out with all his strength, sat down on his own.

"It's just a pity. At first, I hoped that Chen Yuan would kill me and get my breath, so that I could appear in the world when he was reincarnated and when the catastrophe came."

When Geng Chen was dying, he felt extremely regretful, but he didn't regret it.

"You will appear in that era."

The girl wearing the raccoon mask agreed.

Then when Geng Chen was puzzled, he stretched out his palm, raised his palm, and his energy was entangled endlessly, but it was not only her own energy, but the clear air from Kunlun was also entangled with a human race's foundation, Sometimes separated and sometimes reunited, the entanglement has never been broken.

Geng Chen's eyes widened, and finally he saw the girl stretch out her palm and take off the mask of cat madness on her face.

Seeing that familiar face, she said in a gentle tone, "We're engaged."

"So, you will definitely meet us.

The **** Gengchen's eyes widened, and finally he laughed a few times, his eyes passed away, and he reincarnated away without any regrets.

Jue recalled the Kunlun Martial God who supported them all the way from the chaotic Kunlun Ruins to kill each other, and was seriously injured and died. If you think about it carefully, after she wakes up in the modern age,

It was 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 predestined relationship has already been formed at this time.

All accidents may be predestined, and there is a predestined relationship in the past.

While thinking, she helped the white-haired girl tie her hair, and nodded to answer her call. "Well, I'm here."

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

Standing barefoot on the faint bluestone slab, it is elegant and dusty, ethereal and deep, as if it is not like the world.

The white-haired girl looked at Feng and said:

"Your injury is getting worse."

Jue didn't speak anymore.

When she was in the Kunlun Ruins in the troubled times, she forcibly manipulated the pure turbidity of the level of Kunlun City, exhaled into the body, and one of the opponents was at the enlightened level. At this time, she suddenly realized that the goddesses are both clear and turbid. They occasionally appear, the side of the dry red land, the murderous side is like water, it means that the turbid air has the upper hand.

But now her body no longer has the upper hand in the battle of turbid qi.

That is basically turned into the purest turbid world energy machine. The power body is completely subverted.

The difference from the past is so big that even Wei Yuan can't see it at a glance, but he has always been used to the balance of pure and turbidity. At this moment, the turbid world's qi has broken the balance of the past, gaining the upper hand and suppressing the flow of clear qi Well, in the past thirty years, every day that passed, his aura began to sink a little bit.

Every year is completely different from last year.

The body at this moment is no longer light and agile in the past, but heavy and thick, like the wind tearing everything apart, representing the flow of pure [Qi]. Earth-shaking changes have taken place, and she can't control her own power to erupt like her sister, mobilizing the vitality of the surroundings and turning it into a catastrophe.

"I'm fine."

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

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

You still need to learn the characters in the world. Classics such as the Tao Te Ching, the Analects of Confucius, and Huainanzi are just right for learning characters. "

The white-haired girl looked away expressionlessly.

But Huan could still see a trace of tension from the girl's expressionless face and those pair of unwavering eyes.

"Don't you have a back?" The white-haired girl had no expression on her face.

He reached out and stroked his black hair.

Seeing the girl was unmoved.

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

The tone is unwavering: "Jue is the best."

"So good, so good."

"Amazing."

"You, why are you like this again?"

Jue was helpless, there was nothing he could do with the white-haired girl, and said: "Forget it, let's take you down the mountain today, let's have another cup of tea and see what the world looks like, maybe he has already come down the mountain." Talking again, just nodded, they waited near Kunlun, there is also a border town here, under the control of Anxi Dufu, and there are many pedestrians and merchants in it.

This city near Kunlun used to be a country named Gaochang.

The lord of the country had become brothers with Xuanzang, the Tang monk, decades ago. However, he stood on the wrong team in the battle between Datang and Tugu, and surrendered to the Western Turkic Yi Pidulu Khan, blocking the commercial roads in the Western Regions.

Then it was swept away by the iron cavalry of the Tang Dynasty, and the famous general of the Tang Dynasty Chen Guogong Hou Junji was defeated, and he died in fear.

Now Gaochang Kingdom has been transformed into the Western Regions county seat of the Tang Dynasty, and Xuanzang has been transformed.

The Lord of Gaochang died in fright.

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

Now even this country is no longer surnamed Li.

The years and history are like smoke, only the big day lasts forever, and the Tianshan Mountain remains unchanged. Thirty years ago, the celestial girl with the raccoon mask and the girl with white hair who came here had the same faces as before.

A few Gaochang country-style dishes, listening to the third-generation storytellers around talk about stories, after eating and drinking, the white-haired girl drank tea and slowly digested.

The celestial girl looks at Kunlun in the distance through the gaps in the thin bamboo curtains.

"Hey, the two guest officers are here again? Our taste here, but it's still delicious? The new boss recognized Jue and the white-haired girl's phantasmagorical appearance, recognized that they were regular customers, and greeted them familiar with the concept of mountainous areas.

The celestial girl was in a daze. The white-haired girl drank tea, and replied in a cool and quiet voice, "It's not delicious."

The young shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment. People from the Western Regions have a strong folk style, and immediately said in displeasure, "Why isn't it delicious?!"

"This is not [delicious] at all."

The white-haired girl said softly: "He cooked really [delicious] food for me.

"Huh? But that doesn't mean our food isn't delicious!"

The young shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said in disbelief: "Well, I won't make things difficult for the two guests, but we cook and waste kitchen utensils, big and small, we are all in the same place, so we can compete more or less.

Just ask the last question, who made the dishes? ! Who makes delicious ones? ! "

"Which family, which genre, let's draw a line and make gestures.

Then the young and energetic cook saw the guest lowered his eyes, even the illusioned appearance made people feel sad for some reason, and said softly: "I don't know, I have been waiting for him for three months. ten years.

Fan Zi, who has been in such a brutal world in the Western Regions, has never heard such a faint but lingering sadness in his life.

It's just that he still has to refute that you don't look thirty years old. The swordsman with the mask of madness said: "I'm sorry today, this money is considered as an apology."

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

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

Immediately, he whispered something about the pride of the old shop owner thirty years ago. The young cook stopped suddenly, his eyes widened, and his mind was shaking. When he was pulling the white-haired girl away, he suddenly heard a storyteller in the nearby teahouse. The man patted Xingmu, moistened his throat, and said loudly: "In the troubled times of the Western Regions, the great Tang monk opened the gate of the troubled times with a nine-ringed tin staff and two fists the size of a monk's bowl, and we have already told the story of leaving. pass.

"Tell a new story today."

"The Sword Immortal has been reclusive for thirty years, and once he enters the city, his hair is as white as snow, and his sword energy is dry!"

Speaking of judges, it's a coincidence! "

"This sword fairy, Chen Yuan, is exactly the Jianghu swordsman who traveled westward for a hundred thousand miles with Xuanzang back then. It is exactly..."

White hair, sword fairy!

Go to Kunlun!

The footsteps of Jue and the white-haired girl stopped abruptly.

The white-haired girl's eyes widened, and her lips twitched slightly

"He is back?!"

The restaurant cook over there couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Really, firstly, a Buddhist master was said to be a violent monk, who was good at some kind of Zen stick supernatural power, and a sword fairy who slashed cities with a sword and lived for thirty years. Why is this getting more and more outrageous, really?"

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard the blue wind blowing in his ears, and turned his eyes involuntarily. The previous swordsman wearing the mask of a loner, as well as another guest, had already disappeared.

He turned around and said angrily, "Can you tell the truth? Ah?!" Although what you said was indeed very interesting and interesting.

‘But this still has to tell the truth. What about you, don’t cover your face. Are you ashamed to see others? "

White Pond? ! "

The storyteller lifts the hat on top of his head. He has slightly curly black hair and a handsome face, but there is a faint purple light in the depths of his pupils.

The clarity and tranquility are like the glow that occasionally flows over the Kunlun Mountains.

This exposed his true identity.

One hand holds candied haws upside down, and the other holds a camel-skin jug containing sweet rice wine.

Playing around, free and easy.

After being woken up, I grasped the secret, sighed with regret, and found that the drink I liked would take hundreds of years to be born, no, it was thousands of years.

Unable to feel lost, he rolled his eyes when he heard the words, nodded confidently and said:

"Ah, yes, yes, I am Bai Ze."

"Look at you, aren't you convinced?"

He took a sip of liqueur ~lightnovelpub.net~ bit a piece of candied haws, and said confidently and domineeringly that I, Bai Ze, tell stories, but do as I please!

Would you care what other people think? !

Remember, my name is Bai Ze!

When you want to fight for revenge in the future, don't forget this name.

Everyone listening to the book said angrily: "I remember you, Bai Ze!

"I can't hear you clearly, can such a small voice count as revenge?" "Bai Ze, you straight mother-in-law!!"

"Fuck him!

[Bai Ze] The regional hatred is stable and up.

But at this moment, a long wind has gone away.

Go down to Kunming and enter Chang'an.

old friend.

PS: Today's second update