In the green bamboo forest, there is an additional solitary grave.
Outside the bamboo house, there was a depressed figure.
For five years, Linghu Heng tried his best to numb himself with wine, so that he would no longer think about that day, the day when the old Taoist priest passed away. Wu Zhen and Lin Jiandi stayed in front of Taoist Silence's grave for three full years before finally
Go down the mountain separately.
Wu Zhen became the head of the Holy Sect, but he never left the lintel of the Taoist Taoist. A year ago, Wu Zhen and Nalan Ruoxue got married. After many hardships, they finally got married.
Saint Linglong lived almost all the time in the Green Bamboo Forest, taking care of Linghu Heng's daily life without any complaints. She knew that the death of Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Master was more difficult for Linghu Heng to accept than the death of the fortune teller Du Sheng. Otherwise,
, Linghu Heng will not be depressed for five years.
In the past five years, he has been disheveled, with stubble on his face, and smells of alcohol. It is difficult for people to think of the handsome, conceited young man he was. After the battle on the top of the ancient sword mountain, Linghu Heng became a legend, but those who see the legend,
Everyone would feel that the name is not worthy of the name. After all, Linghu Heng’s appearance is really bad. If it were thrown on the street, no one would think it was a hero, more like a beggar.
In fact, in the past five years, Linghu Heng has not lived with self-blame for a day. If he had understood the true meaning of Tai Chi earlier, how could he let Taoist Taoist Taoist burn his soul?
But he never thought that if Taoist Taoist Silence had not sacrificed himself to save others, how could Linghu Heng be enlightened?
One drink and one peck will have its own destiny. There will be gains and losses, this is a wise saying.
But Linghu Heng just couldn't figure out why his cultivation had to cost the Taoist Taoist Master his life?
People who were close to Linghu Heng came to try to persuade Linghu Heng, but Linghu Heng's eyes were dull, as if he was awake and sleeping, and it had no effect at all. Yao Lao also came to see him, and only left one sentence: "Heart disease still needs to be solved."
Even if you are an old man, you can do nothing even if you are a doctor of heart medicine..."
Wu Zhen came to persuade him, but Linghu Heng seemed to be going crazy, jumping up and down. Lin Jiandi and Yan Feixia came to persuade him, but Linghu Heng was lifeless and did not respond at all. In the past five years, everyone who cared about him has tried
No matter what method, it has no effect at all.
Linglong had no complaints or regrets, and still took care of him with all her heart. In fact, she wished she could live forever like this, but Linghu Heng looked like this, and she couldn't bear it. In her heart, this was Linghu Heng's responsible and responsible behavior.
As expected, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
On this day, the Ancient Sword Sect received a message that Ruo Yan, a disciple of Shuitian Pavilion, was going to Kunlun Mountain to ascend to immortality. This was the first woman to become an immortal in Tianyu Continent in these years. For a time, there was endless discussion in Tianyu Continent.
In the past few years, Xiong Heng, tall and short old men, etc. have all ascended one after another. This is due to the breaking of the barrier between Tianyu Continent and the Hell Realm, so that spiritual energy is no longer transported into the Hell Realm. With enough spiritual energy, there will naturally be talented people with the same level of cultivation.
Flying into the sky, becoming an immortal, etc. are naturally not anecdotes.
When Linglong talked about this matter with Lin Jiandi who came to visit Linghu Heng, Linghu Heng's originally turbid eyes revealed a light and said weakly: "What did you say?"
Linglong was stunned for a moment, then she was overjoyed: "Master Linghu, you finally spoke!"
Lin Jiandi was also very happy and said quickly: "Ah Heng, you are finally awake!"
Linghu Heng ignored them. He vaguely felt that there was something important in his heart, but he couldn't remember it, so he asked again: "What were you talking about just now?"
Lin Jiandi smiled and said: "We are talking about a woman from Shuitian Pavilion who wants to become an immortal. This incident has caused a sensation in the Tianyu Continent. Shuitian Pavilion is an unborn sect that is isolated overseas, but it can actually produce a heroic and beautiful woman.
Talent is also extremely rare..."
Linghu Heng's voice was hoarse and he asked: "What's that woman's name?"
Linglong seemed to know something. She hesitated for a moment and wanted to speak out, but Lin Jiandi beat her to it: "It seems to be called Ruo Yan."
Linghu Heng murmured: "Ruo Yan? It sounds familiar. Wait, I seem to have heard it somewhere."
He patted his head, which was dull due to excessive drinking, and suddenly sobered up: "You mean, Shuitian Pavilion is overseas?"
Lin Jiandi was stunned and said: "Yes, Shuitian Pavilion has been hiding from the world. I thought you knew it, Ah Heng. After all, you flew overseas alone back then..."
Linghu Heng has already remembered who Ruo Yan is. Isn't she the person he has been waiting for! He blurted out: "Ruo Yan is Shuang'er. I want to see her. I can't let her leave like this..."
The guess became a reality. Although Linglong forced herself to laugh, who knew the sadness in her heart? Linglong stopped him and said: "Master Linghu, you look like this now, even if Miss Yang sees you, she won't recognize you.
, you should sort it out first. With your cultivation, Kunlun Mountain can only happen in a blink of an eye..."
Linghu Heng also came to his senses. He looked at Linglong apologetically and said in a deep voice: "Linglong, thanks to you these years, I..."
With tears in her eyes, Linglong stopped him from continuing: "Go quickly, otherwise Miss Yang will ascend..." After that, she pushed Linghu Heng out, but she couldn't help but shed tears.
Linghu Heng apologized and said in his heart: "Linglong, I'm sorry, no matter what, I will give you a future..." Thinking of this, he quickly shaved off his beard, took a shower, changed clothes, and carried five items on his back.
The fairy sword, which had not been used for many years, flew to the Kunlun Mountains in the air.
On Kunlun Mountain, on the Ascension Platform, a beautiful figure is waiting for the person in my heart to come. Her face is as pure as the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain, and she is dressed in white, which cannot hide her dusty aura. It is Ruo Yan, a disciple of Shuitian Pavilion.
It’s also Yang Zhishuang.
As for the Ascension stage, people were shouting loudly. Everyone in Tianyu Continent knew that the first woman to ascend had appeared, and everyone rushed to see it. Fortunately, Yang Zhishuang had already passed the catastrophe of becoming an immortal, otherwise so many people would be in trouble.
When the calamity strikes, no one can escape.
Yang Zhishuang did this on purpose. What she wanted was for Linghu Heng to come in person. This could be regarded as her little girl side. She had long recalled the past and had spent the past five years relying on her memories. If there were no more
I'm afraid she can't support this belief.
After waiting for a long time but not seeing his sweetheart appear, Yang Zhishuang couldn't help but sigh. At this time, the sky became gloomy, just covering the ascension platform.
Just under a ray of light, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky and shouted: "Shuang'er, you can't leave!"
Yang Zhishuang looked at the man with joy and flew in front of her. His youthful face was as young as ever, but it was just the vicissitudes of time.
She looked at Linghu Heng affectionately and said, "You are finally here..."
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"Grandpa, is this the story of you and your grandmothers?" Several milky voices interrupted the old man's memories. The old man touched the heads of several little babies, smiled kindly, and said nothing.
And in the room, two voices came out: "Ah Heng, do you dare to say anything again? Do you believe that we will make you kneel on the washboard tonight?"
The old man sighed: "There are tigresses at home, not just one, but two..."
Two beautiful figures walked out of the house. At first glance, they looked like young girls in the past, but they had a more mature charm...