Chapter 37 Dream Break

But I don't know how long it has been. Qi Miao only felt that the boundless night was even stronger. Although the clouds lit the lantern, the faintness did not dilute it by three points in this thick night, but it seemed to be more bottomless.

At this time, suddenly there was a gurgling sound of water. When Qi Miao looked forward, she saw that the scenery in front of her was suddenly different. More than ten steps away, the stone piled up the mountain looked secluded and handsome. Outside the mountain, there was a ring of flowing water, gurgling, surrounding a small pavilion.

In the world, Gusu Garden is unique. The big family here has a good atmosphere of stacking stones into mountains and winding pavilions. Although it is easy to pick up rockeries in the north and south, its style is slightly different. Southerners advocate Shanyang/water charm, and take their beauty as the style in the court. They live quietly, stacking strange peaks into mountains, supplemented by trickling water. , looking smart and jubilant.

It is supplemented by a small pavilion. In addition to the winding water, it is full of the breeze and bright moon of heaven and earth. There is a kind of elegance with endless words and endless meaning.

The northerners are slightly different from them. The mountains and stones are cut with axes, carved without carving, creating Zhong Shenxiu, and taking nature. Next to the rockery, a large lake is carved on it, and the bright moon is on it. Everyone is drunk and enjoying the beauty of the world.

However, regardless of the heroic atmosphere and the small jasper, there is no atmosphere here at this time.

However, I saw a few lotus flowers gently floating in the delicate water, and a candlelight was placed on the flowers, which added a little light to the thick and strange night. I also saw a banquet in the small pavilion. There was a person sitting in the corner of the table, looking at this side with a smile.

When Qi Miao looked at it, he saw the man in a dark red satin gown embroidered with peony patterns. His face was handsome, and his expression was free with an indescribable romantic and pride. There was a silver chain on his forehead, and a small piece of pink glazed stone fell in the center of his forehead. His black hair was like a waterfall. At this moment, this person raised He asked for a glass of wine and motioned them to sit down.

After Yunmian brought the two over, she held a lantern and stood behind the man with his head down.

Xiao Tianxu was skeptical and pulled Qi Miao to sit on the table, but saw that the man opposite ignored him first, but said to Qi Miao:

"The fairy is burning, bright and beautiful. It's not a great honor for the fairy to come to live quietly."

"Are you really that old man Jingliu?" Xiao Tianxu asked harshly.

"Hey? Xiao Jun should know that 'seeing is believing and hearing is believing'. I not only live quietly here, but also sit in front of you two. If it weren't for the quiet flow, who else can I be? The man turned the glass and said with a smile.

Huh? No, Mr. Jingliu is obviously an old man who is older than me. How can he suddenly become a 20-year-old man like you? Xiao Tianxu asked.

"This is Xiao Jun's fault again. Do you only know that the fallen child has grown into an old man, and you haven't heard of the 100-year-old man turning back into a beautiful man in his twenties?" The man smiled and said with a little disdain.

"Nonsense!" Xiao Tianxu stood up and said, "If you are quiet, I'm going to kill you!" He slapped him and raised the folding fan beside him and gently walked forward a little.

Xiao Tianxu's palm is powerful and has a ghost cultivation. He patted Mr. Jingliu's forehead with one palm, but he was gently slapped by the latter. He only heard a crack, and the palm power of his hand had become nothing.

He was horrified. He had thought about it before entering the pavilion. Don't ask what kind of battle was set up here. No matter what the master of this place was killed by three seventy-one palm, so this palm had been full of his strength. He said in his mind that even if he fought with Ling Zongyun a few days ago, he was taken the opportunity to bend over by the ghost. Most of his strength has dissipated, but the thin camel is bigger than the horse, and he can be so effortlessly relieved by the young man in front of him. His strength is so unfathomable.

"No, Mr. Jingliu's Yuangong belongs to water. Why are you full of wood?" Xiao Tianxu turned around and realized that something was wrong.

"Hahahaha..." Mr. Jingliu laughed and said, "Well, Xiao Tianxu, you are not bad at the name of the right envoy of the demon religion. With only one blow, you can see my Yuangong attributes, but have you ever heard of the name of Jilingmu?"

Qimao and Xiao Tianxu were shocked when they heard the words. The former was shocked that the old man around him was also a member of the demon religion, but the latter blurted out:

"Spirit Tree! Rumor has it that it can transform human life on it and take over Shouyuan's baby?

"Hahahaha, good insight!" Mr. Jingliu smiled proudly.

Xiao Tianxu suddenly calmed down. He said coldly, "The spirit tree was originally a treasure in the hands of Xikunlun Shouweng, but it turned out that this thing was taken by you..."

He then said leisurely: "At the most fierce moment of the Zhengmo war, I heard that Tongxiaoxian went to West Kunlun to make a scene for a dying woman. What he wanted was this thing. Although it did not come true in the end, after this battle, the three elders of Kunlun and the well-known immortals were greatly damaged, and West Kunlun and Lingxia Island also had a gap between them. Only then did the demon religion get rid of the danger of destruction and have a chance to breathe.

"However, after the incident, Yan Huazi was shocked to find that the spirit tree had been stolen. He was looking for the immortal to confront him, but the latter denied it. Since then, Xikunlun and Lingxia Island have completely broken up."

"It turns out that this baby was stolen by you!"

"Yes, Mr. Xiao, you are worthy of being a person who has experienced the war of the past, and everything you said is true." Mr. Jingliu did not avoid it, but said bluntly, "In the past, when I knew the immortals injured Kunlun and fought fiercely with the three elders in Kunlun, I dived to the back mountain. At that time, people like you and I were fighting fiercely, and no one expected that what everyone was fighting for would easily fall into my Jingliu's hands."

He laughed and did not hide his proud look: "I think what's the use of finding this thing. It's not so easy to save a dying person. If I get this thing, refine it, transform it into a spirit, and it will take more than 20 years."

When Qimiao heard what he said, her heart couldn't help but tighten her heart and said, "It will take more than 20 years for a master like Mr. Jingliu to refine treasures, and he doesn't know how long it will take for him to fully absorb this cold and true spirit..."

But he heard Xiao Tianxu say coldly, "Then Xiao is going to congratulate you and can live more than 100 years. You don't have to be afraid of death anymore!"

This sentence is clear and sarcastic. How could Mr. Jingliu not hear it? He immediately shook his head and said to him, "Mr. Xiao is wrong. Jingliu, I tried my best to refine this spiritual tree, but to live alone for another hundred years."

"Oh?"

"This move is still for the hate that made me stay at home and trapped here for more than 20 years after the War of Zhengmo in the past..."