Two people who have never met before, in a huge crowd, on a street corner, on a bridge, or in front of a hotel, may accidentally look at each other and feel deeply impressed, and even develop an indescribable story.
Some people call this mysterious and mysterious thing "fate", "sixth sense", "destiny" and so on.
But Yi Lin understands now.
This kind of thing has scientific basis.
"reason".
Everything is connected with "reason".
Among the connections Yi Lin has had in this world, perhaps he has spent the longest time with his junior sister. The connection between him and Xia Xiaoman, the "reason" between the two of them, is deeper than anyone else.
As a result, Yi Lin followed the beam of "reason" and found Xia Xiaoman at a glance.
The moment of looking at each other made Yilin feel sad...
We haven’t seen each other for a hundred years, and my junior sister has aged a lot.
A head of white hair, so dazzling.
But her appearance remains the same as before, and she has never aged.
Yi Lin knew that this was because of the effect of a certain epic item.
"A faraway utopia."
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【Distant Utopia】
[Grade] Companion type
[Special] Cannot be traded, the props will only drop when the host dies.
[Restrictions] Only those blessed by the "Elf of the Lake" can exert their true power.
[Explanation] The "scabbard" used to carry the holy sword passed down from generation to generation by the Pendragon family. In ancient times, the Pendragon ancestors strayed into the fairy land, and the shy fairies gave the Pendragon family eternal blessings.
But I don’t know why, at the same time as the blessing, the scabbard seemed to be accompanied by a curse. It was either lost or on the way to being lost.
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A hundred years ago.
Xia Xiaoman "personally" killed Yi Lin and transferred the [Distant Utopia] that was bound to drop to her body.
Among them, the effect of "continuous healing and stopping aging" makes Xia Xiaoman stay youthful and look ageless.
Yi Lin's eyes swept across.
Sure enough, it was just as he felt.
In Tianjian Sect, almost all the elders from the past are here.
etc.
Who is that sloppy drunkard standing next to Junior Sister?
Across half the sky, Yi Lin could smell the strong smell of alcohol from the other party.
Yi Lin stretched out his hand suspiciously and picked out a bunch of "reasons" that were neither thick nor thin, but of average size.
"It's actually Senior Brother Jian? Why is he in such a miserable state?"
Yi Lin couldn't laugh or cry.
Over the past hundred years, things have changed and people have changed.
Jian Nanchun, a handsome and handsome young man back then, is now facing a middle-aged crisis and is only missing out on baldness.
…
When Yi Lin looked at Xia Xiaoman, Jian Nanchun, and the elders who used to be in Tianjian Sect.
Xia Ruxue also stared blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared in the sky.
a moment,
Xia Ruxue seemed to have a voice shouting in her heart.
Xia Ruxue had no time to identify what exactly it was called.
She vaguely felt that the voice was crying and shouting, very much like the helpless Xia Xiaoman when she was kneeling in the Xia family's imperial tomb in front of the tombstone of her father, the queen, and her queen when she was young.
Some people may not feel this way.
Once upon a time, I promised that no matter how many years or how many years pass by, I would definitely, absolutely, and without any doubt remember my appearance.
I can remember your smile, your beauty, your facial features, your contours, and your voice.
But,
Actually no.
Perhaps in one month, one year, two years, or ten years, people can still remember the appearance of the person who passed away.
But what if a hundred years have passed?
It is undeniable that the face that you thought you could remember clearly in the past will gradually fade into memory with the cruel passage of time. Even if you think you can still remember it clearly, unfortunately, you often only remember a vague image.
The outline, like a scar, remains in the bottom of my heart and will never fade away.
Perhaps it is a "symbol".
A symbol named "Lin Yi".
It was imprinted in the hearts of Jian Nanchun and Xia Ruxue.
…
In front of everyone,
The rays of light from the Qibao Glazed Tree are flying all over the sky.
That man seemed to be stepping on colorful auspicious clouds and arriving at Yanfuzhou.
At that moment, in front of Xia Ruxue, time seemed to stand still.
The two figures gradually overlap.
…
"Believe me, I will not die. One day, I will appear in front of you, riding on colorful auspicious clouds."
"real?"
"When did senior brother lie to you?"
"Hook!"
"Then it's agreed that when you reach the top of the sky with a single sword, you and I will meet again."
A hundred years ago, that dream, every bit of it, came to Xia Ruxue's mind.
In the dream, the senior brother also poked her breasts.
She remembered it all.
For many years, she told herself many times that this was just a dream.
A ridiculously empty dream.
But for this dream, she worked hard to practice swordsmanship and Taoism, just for the words of her senior brother in the dream.
Just for one day, when she can do what her senior brother said, when she can reach the sky with her sword and no one can defeat her, then senior brother will appear in front of her like a hero, riding on the colorful auspicious clouds.
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In a daze, Jian Nanchun came back to his senses.
He felt that the monster in front of him looked a little like Junior Brother Lin back then, but he knew that this was an illusion, a hallucination. Impossible, how could it be possible? Junior Brother Lin had already died in Qingdu a hundred years ago, and died there.
In a rebellion battle, he used his blood and his life to light up the rest of Xia Xiaoman's life. He was dead, how could he still be alive? What's more, the guy in front of him was a monster.
His aura, mixed with a group of demons, seemed even more demonic.
Then, after Jian Nanchun regained consciousness, the paper umbrella behind his back flickered, the Thousand Machine Sword was unsheathed, and a circle of light bloomed around him with him as the center.
Although he does not understand the causes and consequences of a group of monsters appearing in Yanfuzhou, monsters, they are monsters. Although not every monster is bad, as the saying goes, humans and monsters are incompatible. Not long ago, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tree was still falling
Leaves, a group of monsters emerged from the tree at this moment. With a little thought, Jian Nanchun could guess the cause and effect.
Not only did Jian Nanchun find it familiar.
Master Huayan, Black and White Eryang, Ren Qingshan, Hua Wuyu, Ye Liangchen and others also seemed familiar.
But the relationship between them and Lin Yi was not as deep as that of Jian Nanchun and Xia Ruxue. After a moment of trance, they concentrated on it, each offering their magic weapon, ready to fight.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster,
The evil spirit must be the enemy.
"Junior sister! Be careful, it's a demon!"
Jian Nanchun's verbal reminder not only failed to wake up Xia Ruxue.
Xia Ruxue was even more stunned.
Because, she saw the man holding a white cat in his arms.
"Everyone, Yan Fuzhou is facing the invasion of monsters. This is a life and death situation. I hope you can lend a helping hand. Yan Fuzhou is grateful!"
The Buddha's light was awe-inspiring on the face of the Little Supreme Buddha. Soon after the demons appeared, he had made a decision in his heart.
Now it is no longer a question of whether to go to Beiju Luzhou or not.
If this matter cannot be resolved today, no one will be able to go to Beiju Luzhou!
Finally,
The Little Supreme Buddha rushed towards the monsters, deliberately avoiding the leader Yi Lin, and loudly added: "Only the little monk knows how to mend the sky!"
"Take action!"
After a moment of hesitation, the other monks also made their decision.
They all now assume that it is true that there is a hole in the sky, that the truth about the depletion of spiritual energy is also true, and that the method of mending the sky mentioned by the Little Supreme Buddha is also true.
So, here comes the conclusion.
The little supreme Buddha must never die!
In him, it is related to the future of the monks!
What's more, there are only more than a hundred monsters in front of you, but there are thousands of monks present!
The monks here are all the elite among the elite in the Taoist world today!
Every monk who moves a little would be a trembling master in the secular world!
There are just over a hundred monsters, so why fear them!
The Demon Palace did not move.
The casual cultivators and the cultivators from Fentian Valley all moved.
Fire clouds filled the sky, and countless flying swords rushed toward the more than a hundred monsters who had not yet had time to organize their formation.
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There is a lotus platform on the same side where the Mara Hall is located.
The patient's eyes flashed, and he glanced in the direction of Tianjian Gate inadvertently, and then whispered: "Holy Lady, what should we do?"
Yan Qianxiu took Wang Xiaohu's arm, squeezed up to him, and shook him hard a few times: "Of course...just leave him alone."
The patient was stunned for a moment.
"These have nothing to do with us. Master Mo Luo is still in retreat to comprehend the treasure. If he gets involved in Yan Fuzhou's internal affairs for no reason, it will easily cause trouble. What's more..." Yan Qianxiu narrowed his glasses slightly and was about to say something.
She noticed something was wrong with Wang Xiaohu's reaction: "Brother Xiaohu, what's wrong with you?"
In the past, when she was intimate with Wang Xiaohu, Wang Xiaohu was shy and would hide away.
But now, Wang Xiaohu was unmoved when faced with her intimacy, and he didn't even shy away from it. Could it be that the thorns were blooming in spring?
Wang Xiaohu was seen staring blankly at the figure in the sky, as if possessed, muttering to himself: "Lin...Brother Lin?"
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"Junior sister... hiccup~?"
After Jian Nanchun offered the magic weapon, he belched away a lot of the alcohol. But when he looked back and was about to invite his junior sister to come with him, he suddenly found that the junior sister was like a ray of light, flying into the air with her sword. The temperament that made them
Reminds me of Junior Brother Lin Yi’s monster.
"No, junior sister is probably going to be killed!"
No one in the door knew that the name "Lin Yi" should never be mentioned in front of Xia Ruxue.
This monster actually looks vaguely like Junior Brother Lin Yi. Are you looking for death?
Jian Nanchun muttered secretly in his heart.
Xia Ruxue stood in front of Taiyi.
As the monks took action, the demons resisted tenaciously and kept wailing.
But only in the small space between Xia Ruxue and Taiyi, a human and a demon, time seemed to stand still.
"Sister Chuchu?"
Xia Ruxue looked stupidly at Bai Chuchu in Yi Lin's arms.
"Young Madam..."
Bai Chuchu was so angry that she raised her paw.
When she was in the palace, she liked to call Xia Xiaoman "young lady" behind her back.
But in front of Xia Xiaoman, she didn't dare to shout directly.
It's not that Xia Xiaoman is shy, but because shouting like this will touch Xia Xiaoman's pain points.
But now, in Bai Chuchu's mind, the young master has come back to life, and she has become arrogant.
Xia Ruxue raised her eyes, the sword in her hand was shaking, and her fingers were shaking too.
Is it you...senior brother?
This simple sentence suddenly lingered on Xia Ruxue's lips thousands of times, but she couldn't ask it out even once.
She knew that there was no resurrection after death, which was a natural law, a destiny, and a law of nature.
it's out of the question.
But the obsession in her heart made Xia Ruxue stand in front of this man.
She tightened her grip on the sword. At this moment, Xia Ruxue just wanted to hear this hateful evildoer who looked like her senior brother say, "Girl, you got the wrong person."
She even prepared a killing move that would make this monster die miserably, miserably, very miserably.
Yi Lin scratched his head.
He knew that in many novels, they like to have some bloody plots to fill up the space.
There are all kinds of misunderstandings, a lot of helplessness, life and death, special entanglements and so on.
Yi Lin doesn't want to make it so complicated, why bother.
then,
Show your cards, stop pretending.
Yi Lin straightened her clothes and smiled coolly: "Junior sister, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, how are you?"
Xia Ruxue was stunned.
The next second,
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"
She cried and howled, and the raging coldness condensed the air around her into ice mist.
A sword with boundless killing intent slashed towards Taiyi.