Under a bright moon in the sky, the stream no longer flows back after passing the stone bridge, but passes through other branches and flows in other directions.
Once upon a time, the scenery here remained unchanged. But a few years ago, it underwent earth-shaking changes.
However, there is a kind of affection that is truly lasting and unchanging. No matter how hard it is, it never changes.
The wind is calm and the sun is beautiful, on the shore of Surabaya.
With a radius of 30,000 miles, under the clear light, it seems like there is boundless scenery.
Everything is brand new, and everyone can see the smell of spring breeze here.
The spring breeze can make flowers bloom in a variety of colors, and it can also make people's hearts feel like the sky, filled with infinite joy.
Among the hills full of colorful flowers, there is a path extending to the southeast. On both sides of the flower branches, the branches and leaves are full of green, and there are also new leaves that have just grown. The shade has not yet formed.
Colorful butterflies danced gracefully, and bees shuttled among the colorful flowers.
At the end of the ascending path, spring water flows into the bamboos, tinkling, dong-dong, and flows endlessly. Finally, it gathers in a blood-red lake.
Someone is lying on a bamboo mat. Although the wind around him is warm, he feels comfortable all over. The flowers on the trees are blooming, and the bamboo shoots on the ground are sprouting from the ground.
There are curtains around the four trees to keep the scattered flowers from falling.
A young man was lying on a bamboo chair, looking at the moonlight curtain in front of him through the curtain, and listening to the orioles singing under the moon.
Here, and only in this place, there is no change.
Under the moon, a woman in green clothes sat on the ground, looking at the man lying in her arms with joy in her eyebrows.
The warm wind blew across the earth, blowing up the fragrance of flowers.
The cool breeze becomes a fragrant breeze, which can make people feel intoxicated.
The woman felt intoxicated and indeed delighted.
Because of the person in his arms, the injury gradually healed. The breath became more stable, and the originally pale face gradually returned to rosy.
This is the cave-heaven land of the Two God Clan. A few years ago, it became a desolate place due to a mysterious disaster.
But the Mysterious Tribulation of Heaven and Earth contains extremely dense energy. This energy is composed of spiritual energy and immortal essence, and there is even a trace of Mystery left behind.
Heaven and earth fed back, and two mysterious catastrophes made the cave sky, which had been depleted of spiritual energy, regain its vitality. Even the spiritual energy now is thousands of times richer than before it was exhausted.
This is already a holy land for cultivation. Because what Chu Cheng was going through at that time was the Six Colors Mysterious Tribulation.
Throughout the ages, how many people have encountered the six colors when going through the Mysterious Tribulation?
I'm afraid it's the end of the last life, but so far, not more than a hundred people have suffered from the Six Colors Mysterious Tribulation.
The true Six Colors Mysterious Tribulation has the power to obliterate the strongest people at the peak of Nirvana.
Although the original spirit of thunder reached some kind of deal with the divine clone, and was willing to take away the most terrifying destruction force in the Mysterious Tribulation for Chu Cheng's original body and clone, leaving only the purest energy, it was still a Mysterious Tribulation.
The only difference is that the former has the power to destroy the world, while the latter does not. But when it dissipates, it will still leave the same amount of essence, even more pure and rich than the former.
In the blink of an eye, another five spring and autumn years passed. Now it is the sixth year.
Liu Qian sat there without moving an inch, and the man lay in her arms without making any movement.
This was a long dream and a long peaceful time.
She lowered her head and rarely looked away. She wanted to take a few more glances, because she knew that when he woke up, she would never be able to do so again.
The young man lying on the bamboo chair picked up a bunch of red fruits and took one in his mouth. He shook the chair and said, "Sister Liu, how long have you been looking at your brother-in-law like this? There is no way to continue like this."
The young man sighed and shook his head: "It has been five years. Five years ago, Yang Xiaotian's wife gave birth to a baby. In the past five years, it has been her third baby. And my brother-in-law is still unconscious, and you are sitting here stupidly.
, if you do this, you won’t be able to have a baby.”
"I know you like your brother-in-law very much, but you can't look at him like this every day. It's better to put your brother-in-law on the bed. You can walk around more during the day and stretch your muscles to prevent your slender body from turning into a big bucket."
The young man just ate a few red fruits, put them in his arms, and said: "It's best to cook a few times. Since your brother-in-law fell into coma, you have never cooked again. In our entire Second God Clan, only Sister Liu
She knows how to cook, look at Aunt Dong Shi, last time she managed to catch a monster that could be given a beating, but she burned it into coal."
"Look at Sister Yang Shihuan again. The monster last time was turned into stone by her. If my teeth weren't strong enough, my front teeth would have collapsed."
"Don't talk nonsense."
Liu Qian looked at the person in her arms, her face suddenly turned red when she heard this, and she said with embarrassment: "I have already told you that he is an old friend of mine, that's all."
"Where am I talking nonsense? He's not my brother-in-law, so why do you keep kissing him? I think Sister Liu wants to put her tongue into my brother-in-law's mouth."
The blush on that face became even more intense, and the redness gathered toward the center of the cheek, as if it was about to bleed.
Five years ago, during the Cave Heaven Incident, only the young Yang Qian from the Second God Clan remained here. Because this hill was the only one in the entire Cave Heaven that was not destroyed, and he had been hiding in the wooden house, thinking that everything that happened was caused by Liu Qian.
One person said that it was not until he saw the whole scene of ruins that he realized that the loud roar he heard earlier was the disaster coming to the two gods.
Just judging from the miserable situation in this cave, everyone in the two divine clans except himself was destroyed in this disaster.
Fortunately, the Grand Duke of the Second God Clan was unwilling to leave the home he had always been in. He wanted to see the style of his home once again before leaving, even if it was torn apart, he still wanted to see it once.
If not, they would not have seen the bright moon hanging high in the sky, nor would they have seen the three figures, nor would they have seen the cave sky completely disintegrate. What was damaged was only the surface.
As long as the cave is not broken, it is possible to repair it.
The old man was surprised that Liu Qian and Yang Qian were still alive, and he was also surprised as to why that powerful foreigner was lying in Liu Qian's arms.
After Liu Qian's explanation, the old man understood the reason and why he could survive the mysterious tribulation so easily.
During these five years of sleeping, Liu Qian took out a moonlight elixir every once in a while and fed it with her mouth like the first time.
She did it very covertly, but sometimes, if there was a person there, the focus of her sight would always be on that person, and other things would be easily ignored.
"..."
After Liu Qian heard this, she lowered her head again and again so that her hair could cover up her blush.
She didn't know that a wisp of red mist drifted out from the man in her arms and came far away in an instant.
A figure slowly formed, taking one step towards a certain place.
This step is beyond the cave.
"It's a pity that the eight true ways failed in one attack. During these five years of sleeping, the four copied true ways have long since scattered and disappeared, and they have to be copied again."
A man with white hair stood high in the sky, looking up at the wilderness in the distance.
This is Chu Cheng.
As early as three months ago, he had already woken up. However, his soul was too seriously damaged and he went into the jade bowl to repair it.
He never knew about kissing. In the past three months, as Chu Cheng's injuries gradually faded away, Liu Qian never used elixirs to heal his injuries.
But when he found out, he decided to leave.
He doesn't want to owe anyone any more, and there are some love threads and lotus roots that need to be completely cut off.
What was left behind was an old fetus. As the deity left, the old fetus gradually shattered. In the eyes full of astonishment and panic, a piece of paper fell.
It was an empty piece of paper, and as it landed, fireworks lit up.
When this piece of paper ignites, it means that this period and that period have disappeared in the experience of these years.
"As long as we know she is still alive, that's all." Chu Cheng never looked back and walked forward step by step.
Every step is thousands of miles long, and step by step, there are still thousands more miles.
If you are eager and eager for a long time, you will want to say it. Once you say it, it will be difficult to stop.
When life reaches the depths of infatuation, it turns into misery. Don’t hate it.
Cut it off completely and cleanly to reduce the pain of heaviness.
Old love in the spring breeze, farewell. Indifferent and without regrets.
Chu Cheng raised his head, then raised his head again so that he could see further.
At this moment, his eyes seemed to meet the target he was pursuing. Then, he lowered his head again and his eyes fell on his arms.
His eyes fell on the other side of the world, in the bamboo house surrounded by fruit trees, looking at the white man with his eyes closed.
"What I hear is the only one in the world. What I hear is still the silver bell that never goes away."