MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 184

Jing Yue looked at the Taoist in front of him, and said with a languid: "It was Wei Daoyou, it's been a long time."

I would like to know that Wei Zhentu must be outside the Sanjie Temple. When Ruan Jiu came out, he followed up.

Wei Zhentu: "It didn't take long, I went to the ceremony of your husband and wife, but you only have Qin Laozu with all your heart, I'm afraid you haven't seen me."

Qin Yanzhi froze. When he saw Wei Zhentu smiled, his eyes were sincere, and he returned a shallow smile.

Many years ago, how could he think that Wei Zhentu would say so, after all, this person wanted to pry at the corner of him, but fortunately, he was strong-willed, and he knew Jing Yue's mind well, and he was good at sweet talk (thinking himself) Only to be beautiful.

He was happy about the success of Wei Zhentu and Ruan Jiu, and he automatically ignored the words that the great Master Mage said that the two had no chance in this life. From Qin Yanzhi's point of view, he did n’t fight for anything. It will never be possible.

"We're going to Xiaoxiluzhou to find a relic, and we don't know how long it will take to find it, don't we delay you?"

Wei Zhentu immediately shook his head. "Without delay, I have nothing important."

Qin Yanzhi nodded slightly, motioned him to keep up, Wei Zhen Tu suddenly beautiful.

Jing Yue also didn't have any opinion on these trivial matters. In his opinion, Wei Zhentu is his old friend, and he is proficient in the method of formation.

But Xueming was very distressed. His eyebrows were almost twisted into a nagging, and his heart was panicking, thinking that the Wei donor would continue to entangle him along the way, and said something strange to disturb his heart, and he was nervous and afraid.

However, Master Kongkong Miao asked him to follow the two ancestors, and he did not dare to express dissatisfaction.

Big and big, just stay away, and from now on, don't say a word!

Xue secretly made up his mind and shrank back to Jingyue.

Wei Zhentu Yu Guang kept watching Ruan Jiu, seeing the reaction of the other side, his eyes were slightly darkened, and then he burst into a smile, pretending to be indifferent.

Ruan Jiu lives in the temple all year round, he is hard to see, of course, he must seize any opportunity!

In this way, several people went on the road with their own hearts.

After dozens of days, they finally came to a desert called Xiaoyelu, Xiaoxiluzhou.

It is called a desert, but there is no yellow sand here. It is a huge basin with steep walls and scarce plants. There are even some snow-covered lakes in the basin.

This is the coldest place in Xiaoxiluzhou. With the dry air, there are many mammals in the Huye Desert that can not rot for hundreds of years. Therefore, it is also the most famous Tibetan corpse in Xiaoxiluzhou.

As soon as they landed on the flying instrument, they saw caves dug everywhere on the four walls of the basin, and half of the coffins were exposed in the caves.

Xueming folded her hands and silently pronounced the syntax number, while Lan Feng quickly retracted Jing Yue's placket, revealing only a few hairs.

As the Tallinn map of Sanjie Temple can only indicate the approximate position, the exact location of the ruins can only be calculated based on the local star position. Several people in Jingyue had to wait for the night to come.

At this time in the evening, the sunset reflected the golden light on the snow lake.

Jing Yue stood in the sun and suddenly said, "Here, it's quite close to where I wake up."

He opened his eyes for the first time in this life. It should be less than fifty kilometers away from the periphery of the Huye Desert. He had walked out of the desert by himself, but now he is back here with people who have been with him for a lifetime.

Qin Yanzhi: "Here, it's not far from your cave in Jiuduan Snow Mountain."

Jing Yue: "..."

In the torrent of time, he had seen what he had forgotten when he fell behind, and he felt inexplicably guilty at the same time as he was distressed, and said dryly: "It's all over, am I not in front of you?"

Qin Yanzhi: "Be always there."

Jing Yue didn't look at Qin Yanzhi, and his mouth raised a smile, "Okay."

"Humph!"

Lan Feng, who had been hiding in Jing Yue's arms, didn't want to see them throwing dog food, she just flew out and turned into a human form.

He walked to the side to be jealous and waited for a long time before Jing Jing didn't come to comfort him. Lan Feng was very sad, and he was afraid of the coffins. He looked around and walked towards Wei Zhentu and Ruan Jiu.

He thought the poor blowing leaves needed him to save it.

At this point, Xue Ming was sitting cross-legged, it seemed that he was practicing with his eyes closed, but from the trembling of his eyes, he could see that he was not at all quiet, because Wei Zhantu's sight would fall on him from time to time, but also always Talking to him made him panic.

Along the way, he avoided each other in order to be justified, and did not make the two ancestors feel that he was impolite, so he claimed that he had to practice closed mantras without saying a word.

But he didn't say that the Wei donor still did not give up, and always liked to tease him, and the two ancestors often looked at them with a weird look, which made him very disturbed.

Regardless of Ruan Jiu or Xue Ming, it is difficult to hide his mind.

Wei Zhentu smiled bitterly, but there was nothing he could do with the other side.

At this moment, he saw Lan Feng approaching him, stomped his feet, patted his shoulder, and motioned for him to go sideways.

Wei Zhentu :? ?

Lan Feng sighed, and looked like an elder sister. "Say to this seat, what the **** are you doing? This seat is all-knowing and all-powerful, and can naturally give you some pointers."

Wei Zhentu: "..."

Although Lan Feng felt very unreliable, and saw that the other party was a little gloating, but he didn't know how. At this moment, when Lan Feng asked, he suddenly had the desire to talk.

But he still didn't speak, just staring into the distance.

The sunlight reflected from the snow lake brought a golden mang, just like a thousand years ago, on the wheat field where Meng Qiu harvested, the boy smiled brightly at him.

At that time, it was the first reincarnation of Ruanjiu. Born in the countryside, he went all the way to imperial examinations. He finally entered the career and became a generation of famous ministers.

And he has been with Ruan Jiu as a teacher. At first, he did not want to disturb because he was not sure of his heart at that time. I wonder if he likes or guilts Ruan Jiu? But after Qin Yan's support, he at least wanted to understand that he didn't want to see Ruan Jiu marry and have children, and spent a lifetime with others, and he turned into a knowledgeable mortal and came to Ruan Jiu.

He watched Ruan Jiu grow up, teach Ruan Jiu to read, and blocked his marriage a few times.

Until Ruan Jiu's death, only the two of them accompanied each other and had nothing to do with love.

In the second generation, Ruan Jiu was born in the family's wealthy family. He replaced Ruan Jiu's cousin, who grew up earlier, and grew up with Ruan Jiu.

For Ruan Jiu, they have a childhood friendship, warming each other up in the courtyard of the deep house, and forging ahead together. In the end, Ruan Jiu took a seat in his inheritance, gained sovereignty, and was attracted by him.

Ruan Jiu has always been shy, but also calm, when he showed his heart to him, he had a kind of contentment that the dust settled.

At that time, he knew that he liked Ruan Jiu even if he felt guilty, but the root of everything was because he liked the person.

For this like, he did not have a clear idea of ​​where to start from, maybe it was a shocking explosion on the rocky mountain of ghosts and fuzons, maybe every bit of daily life, or maybe it was in the mountains of Ding Yao that year. For the first time, I saw the young man covered with blood but still sharp.

But these are not important, they will be together from now on.

The third generation, Ruan Jiu was born in the Leng Palace. Although he was a prince, he was bullied by birth.

But Ruan Jiu still has him. These mortal tricks are not worth mentioning in his eyes. He named Ruan Jiu as the prince in the capacity of a national master, and assisted Ruan Jiu to become the king.

Ruan Jiu had no harem of three thousand beauties, only he was alone.

They promised the next life, and the next, life after life.

Wei Zhentu thought that as long as he was alive, even if the evil came, even if Ruanjiu had no spiritual roots, he could find Ruanjiu again and again, and defend him again and again.

But he did not expect that Xingluo Villa suddenly called him back, and when he came out from the Zongmen again, Ruan Jiu had been taken to the Three Jieshang Temple.

He went to the Three Realms Temple, but Master Kongkong told him that his relationship with Ruan Jiu had ended from this life ...

"Hello, do you want to say?"

Lan Feng's voice came again, and Wei Zhentu shook his head, "I have nothing to say, I know."

Lan Feng was instantly angry and was trying to criticize Blowing Leaves without knowing people's hearts, so she listened to Tali Jingjing and said, "The stars are out."

Lan Feng had the business to do, of course, letting go of Wei Zhentu, following the stars, he quickly found the entrance to the ruins.

Under the starry sky, a small piece of ground in the basin turned into a vortex. Blue Feng stepped on it hard, and the ground cracked, exposing a layer of ice underground.

At a glance, Jing Yue knew that the ice was two or three feet thick. He slightly cast the ice to melt it, and several people jumped into the water.

However, as soon as he entered the water, Lan Feng began to struggle frantically, shouting "help"-the omnipotent and omnipotent phoenix does not know the water ...

Fortunately, Jingyue created a blister for him in time, but Lan Feng felt that his face was lost, and turned into a little blue chicken. He was lying in the blister ruthlessly, and sinking with the cold water with several people.

There are no living things in the water, and there is no danger.

I don't know how long before, they finally stepped on the bottom, a dark martyr appeared in front of them, and it was already filled with cold water.

Jing Yue: "Well, are you going here?"

Lan Feng nodded weakly.

Several people walked along the martyrdom, and saw that the rock walls on both sides were engraved with patterns, but most of them were blurred.

They took a closer look, and those patterns were actually all kinds of intermingling postures among human races. Some of the postures were unheard of, bold and red-faced.

Xueming blushed and was about to bleed. For some reason, she narrowed her eyes and hurriedly closed her eyes, chanting the scriptures in her heart.

Jing Yue was studying the carvings on the wall with academic eyes, trying to find some clues, and suddenly felt that a hand was covering his eyes, and Qin Yanzhi's low voice came from his ears.

Jing Yue: "I just want to study ..."

Qin Yan shivered and hesitated, "You study this ... it's not good for the waist."