Chapter 175 Memories are like a curtain, indifferent like a plain
This man's name is Ye Meng, the deputy sect leader of the Ghost Sect, and a strong man with the sixth level of body transformation.
Ye Meng's sudden appearance caused a dispute between the two sisters.
The deputy leader of the Ghost Sect, Ye Meng, suddenly appeared on the second floor of the Tongtian Pillar in Linglong Pavilion. This was news that shocked everyone.
However, this news was quickly blocked by Linglong Pavilion, and even Ye Meng himself kept silent about it.
Hundreds of years later, this matter remains a secret.
The entire Linglong Pavilion is only known to the Pavilion Master Meng Linglong, the Great Elder Liunian and Mo Qianhang.
It was precisely because of Ye Meng's sudden appearance that they had strange feelings.
That experience and love are something they can't forget.
Mo Qianhang fell in love with Ye Meng at first sight and vowed to stay with her until death.
After Ye Meng suddenly entered the second floor of the Tongtian Pillar in Linglong Pavilion, he was horrified, but he had a soft spot for the fleeting time like a fairy.
At this point, Mo Qianhang's love turned into hatred.
This hatred lasted for hundreds of years.
When Liu Nian suddenly disappeared, Mo Qianhang saw hope, and finally left the Guizong to meet Ye Meng, and later returned to Linglong Pavilion to stay together.
However, over the past hundreds of years, she knew that there was always a lingering shadow in Ye Meng's heart.
That was a shadow that she hated!
When I heard that I had returned from a fleeting year, the hatred I felt back then was rekindled.
I want to take action, but I don't have a good reason.
Today, when I saw Liu Nian taking Gu Qing into the secret cultivation place, I finally saw the hope of fighting.
Looking at the fleeting time with cold eyes, he suddenly laughed and said: "Rights? Opportunities to practice? Do you think I care about these?" At this point, his eyes turned cold and he said angrily: "There are some things you will never understand."
After saying that, he waved one hand and took the wooden hairpin on his head into his palm.
The spiritual power inside the body circulates and merges into the hairpin one after another.
Suddenly, the originally small wooden hairpin flashed with green light and turned into a size of about ten feet.
The strong wood-attribute aura spread out, quickly condensed on the tip of the hairpin and sprayed out.
The jet of green light reached several feet in an instant.
At a glance, it looks like a green dragon about to soar into the sky.
However, no one had seen that when the green light was ejected, Mo Qianhang suddenly opened her apricot lips slightly and exhaled a faint breath of essence.
As soon as the essence came out, it was instantly swallowed up by the wooden hairpin.
On the wooden hairpins lying across the void, portraits of some strange beasts were slowly revealed.
A look of surprise flashed across Liunian's pretty face. She had never thought that after not seeing each other for hundreds of years, Mo Xianhang had mastered the wooden hairpin, which was also an ordinary magic weapon, to such an extent.
Now that she has lost the Liuying Sword, it is too difficult to fight against it.
What's more, Mo Xianhang's real method is not the magical weapon, but the alien animal patterns she carved on it, as well as the pill technique that she has never seen used.
With a wave of one hand, he held out a broken magic sword, placed it in front of him, and said to Gu Qing beside him: "My little friend, go and practice. Don't worry about this."
Gu Qing is very grateful for the passing time.
He understood that if it hadn't been for the former, he would have died in the cracked space.
He had clearly seen the situation in front of him.
No matter what disputes these two beautiful women had in the past, what happened today was all caused by themselves.
He took a step forward, clasped his fists at Mo Xianhang who was moving the hairpin, and said: "Senior Mo, this junior is just a junior who has just advanced to the body transformation stage. A few days ago, he and Senior Liu were trapped in the crack space.
Now that I have just escaped, I want to rest here for a while, and then I will leave. If I have disturbed you, please forgive me, senior."
This statement makes some sense.
However, Mo Xianhang didn't understand Gu Qing's words, his face was gloomy, and the magic formula in his hand suddenly changed, pointing directly at the wooden hairpin.
The tip of the wooden hairpin glowed with green light, roaring down like a green dragon.
The powerful wood attribute aura swept across and swallowed up the fleeting time.
Liunian's eyes turned cold and he said angrily: "In that case, I want to see if your Wood Immortal Fate has a restraining effect on my Fire Immortal Fate. If not, you can still only live with me."
After saying that, the broken magic sword in his hand swept out, and the weak law of fire sealed in it also spurted out.
The flames burned, turning into a weak fire dragon, roaring and rushing towards the green dragon.
Mo Xianhang smiled coldly. It was because wood made fire that she had been succumbing to the passing years. It was precisely because of this that the hatred from back then could not be eliminated.
Now, with the latter just returning and Liu Ying Sword missing, she knew this was her only chance.
Gu Qing smiled bitterly, but she didn't expect that Mo Xianhang would not listen to her advice at all.
He couldn't get involved in the fight between the fifth and sixth incarnations.
However, even if he couldn't intervene, he wouldn't watch the two of them fight.
As soon as his mind moved, he twisted the water column technique with his hand and tried to activate it.
"Lingmei," suddenly, a low shout came from the wooden spirit platform, and then a white shadow was seen flying out.
The white shadow fell and stopped right in the middle of the fight between the two men in the fleeting time.
Mo Xianhang exclaimed, and the magic formula in her hand changed, and she hurriedly took back the wooden hairpin.
Although Liunian was surprised, he also took back the broken magic sword.
The white shadow fell, and all he saw was a handsome man wearing a white robe.
A long green bamboo pole is held in the hand, and the aura of wood is overflowing.
He was none other than Ye Meng who had made Mo Xianhang pursue him for a hundred years.
Ye Meng turned around slowly, stared at the still beautiful Liu Nian, and said softly: "You're back!"
Liu Nian's delicate body trembled slightly and he tapped his jade head lightly.
Mo Xianhang had a gloomy face and snorted coldly.
Ye Meng smiled slightly, turned around and walked to Mo Xianhang's side, and said with a smile: "Mei Lin, why are you going through this? It's been many years, so don't worry about it." After saying that, he took the latter's jade hand and slowly walked towards the wooden spiritual platform.
go.
In a moment, the two of them disappeared on the platform.
Looking at the two people leaving, Gu Qing was frightened by the strength of Linglong Pavilion.
The fleeting body transforms into the sixth level, the Xianmoxing transforms into the fifth level, and the Ye Meng transforms into the sixth level.
Just these three people, to him who has never reached the first level of transformation, are like gods.
Any one of these three people who goes to the Valley of Fire will be the overlord of the party.
In this regard, Gu Qing felt more and more urgent that he should practice cultivation.
Turning his head to look at Liu Nian with complicated eyes, he cupped his fists and said, "Senior Liu Nian, I have something to ask you."
Liu Nian sighed softly, as if he had not yet recovered from what happened before, and after a long while he said leisurely: "Please tell me, little friend."
Gu Qing raised his head and looked at the sky, and asked: "Excuse me, with the powerful cultivation of the sixth level of the body of the predecessor, have you ever known that there is an escape gate in this world, and have you ever heard of the Mengshan Kingdom?"
Liu Nian's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she spoke after a long while: "I have been to many places since I started practicing, but I have never heard of the Earth Escape Sect, let alone the Mengshan Kingdom."
After hearing the words of fleeting time, Gu Qing's expectations were instantly shattered. Although he had expected this, he still had hope after all.
He still doesn't believe that he has really reincarnated, and he is even less willing to accept that he is just a wisp of soul that fell into this world to practice.
This was the pain in his heart.
However, when the words of Liu Nian were finished, the theory of reincarnation and the theory of fate and soul rang in his mind again.
There is only one thing in my mind, and that is to break through this world, leave here, and find the Mengshan Kingdom and the place where the Escape Gate is.
However, all this is still too far away for him who has not even reached the first level of body refining yet.
What needs to be done now is to improve his cultivation and look for Yan Shuang'er.
With a low sigh, he shook his head, clasped his fists at the fleeting time, and headed towards the fire attribute aura platform.
When I saw Gu Qing suddenly feel so low in the fleeting years, I didn't know why, but I felt a sour feeling in my heart.
He spoke softly: "But don't be discouraged, little friend. The ancient world is even huge. Although I have traveled most of it, I still can't understand it all. That's why I don't know about the Escape Gate and Mengshan Kingdom."
Gu Qing naturally knew that these were words of comfort for the fleeting years, so he smiled slightly and said: "Thank you, senior. Since there is such a place for cultivation, I will bother you for a few days."
Liu Nian smiled slightly and said, "My little friend, you only care about your cultivation. I will report everything to the attic."
After saying that, he slowly turned around and walked towards the attic in front of the Tongtian Pillar.
Looking at the passing years, the beautiful back suddenly feels a bit lonely.
Gu Qing is not a fool. He knows what Liu Nian is thinking. However, for him, he does not want to owe anyone too much. What he bears is a deep hatred as deep as a sea of blood.
Just like Huo Yu'er, just like Yan Shuang'er.
One person was destroyed and left behind only a remnant soul, and the other person was because his whereabouts were unknown.
He already owed a lot and was unwilling to make the woman in front of him sad again.
Rather than making it suffer in the future, it is better to keep it away now.
After thinking about this, the beautiful figure from behind was about to enter the attic.
"Senior, I don't know how far this place is from the crack space," Gu Qing asked the question he was most concerned about at the moment.
Fleeting Nian paused in his steps and said leisurely: "We will reach there in a month or so by walking with the flying sword."
After saying that, he went straight into the attic.
The moment she entered, tears fell from her beautiful eyes.
To be able to cultivate to the sixth level of body transformation has already been through a lot.
She originally wanted to reveal her feelings for Gu Qing, but when faced with the former's actions of understanding but deliberately avoiding them, she felt heartbroken and lost.
Maybe the acquaintance was a mistake.
However, this error will not continue.
Because she also has to give up the opportunity to get to know each other.
Maybe, after hundreds of years, everything will fade away and everything will disappear.
Until then, everything will only exist in memories. Just like Ye Meng in front of me.
Passers-by, in the years and in time, everyone is just a passer-by. Even if she has this extraordinary name in the fleeting years, she is just a piece of time in the fleeting years.
Standing in the attic in the fleeting time, looking at the weak-looking figure on the giant platform through the window, he sighed softly and murmured: "Memories are like a curtain, indifference is like nothing. Should we forget each other in the world?"
"You're back," a crisp voice came from behind Liu Nian.
"Pavilion Master," Liu Nian turned around, cupped his fists and bowed.
At first glance, the woman who was called the Pavilion Master was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was dressed in white clothes and had a beautiful appearance. She had a charming face with eyebrows as cut as willow leaves, and a smile hanging on her eyebrows.