Chapter 26 Yin and Yang wontons are always speechless

When Qimiao came to his senses, he was actually in a vast world. In front of his eyes, it was an ordinary paddy field in southern Xinjiang. The paddy field spread down like a ladder halfway up the mountain in the distance and spread all the way to his eyes.

The seedlings in the paddy field are shining, and seven or eight farmers are walking back from the field path with hoe sickle.

In the distance of the green mountain, the light fog on that day has faded, and it has faded into thick burning clouds. It is as red as fire, reflecting the golden sunset. The sunset melts in, and warm sunshine casts on the faces of tired farmers.

The hunter who got up early and entered the mountain was carrying prey and came out of the mountain. Qi Miao roughly judged the scenery and location. He immediately knew that he was outside the ancient Yong City. He looked back and saw that the ancient Yong City, which stood in the sky like an ancient beast, had disappeared. In the distance, there were several villages. The architectural pattern, surrounded by rows of pink walls and tiles, is staggered on the original site of Guyong City.

The chimneys of each family are already covered with cooking smoke, or many doors are half-closed, and they are the men waiting for the seedlings to return home.

"Who are you!" Suddenly, a loud female voice shouted.

Qimaiao raised her head and saw three people floating in the front of her body. At a glance, she knew that it was a monk. One of the middle-aged people dressed up and held a bright sword. He was wearing a blue cloth shirt unique to Miao people, but his head was not wrapped in cyan. His cheeks were as sharp as sharp as a sword, and his dark face appeared. The embarrassing bright eyes are looking at Qi Miao with all their eyes.

The other is a woman in a green pleated skirt. Her hair is braided. Her body is elegant and beautiful. She should have been the one who had asked Qi Miao before. The man's slender arm wears a pair of green bracelets, which are clear and green. Qi Miao can't help but feel a little familiar.

At this time, when he glanced at the remaining person, he was shocked. He only saw that the man was quite old, white and white hair, and his beard was also white. He held a thin sword and faintly burst into light, which was even more extraordinary.

"You are Yan Huazi!" Qi Miao was surprised and blurted out. The man in white was curious and couldn't help asking, "Who are you to know..."

Qi Miao sighed bitterly in her heart, "You know, you once stabbed me with a sword, but you don't remember?"

"No matter who you are, little brother, the three of us are about to face a life-and-death war. I'm afraid it will affect you. Please retreat first!" Yan Huazi looked at Qi Miao's dress and didn't look like a familiar person. At this moment, he seemed to have no time to talk to him, so he persuaded him loudly.

"Bixin, you should also retreat first!" The Miao dressed man suddenly persuaded the woman.

"Brother Shen, how can I leave alone if I live and die with you!" The woman was shocked and immediately said bitterly.

"Alas, Bixin, by chance, you ate this elixir. Now that there is a sign of soaring, you should no longer waste your life on this battle of life and death. It's enough for me and Brother Shen here. You'd better stabilize the Taoist situation and keep the momentum of soaring."

"No!" The woman said righteously, "This Sui Dynasty is very powerful. Since you and I have sworn, my little sister wants to live and die with her two brothers. I don't think it's rare to become immortals."

"Don't be capricious!" When Yan Huazi wanted to persuade again, he suddenly frowned and said, "The enemy is coming!"

I saw a touch of purple-black on the red clouds that day. This purple-black quickly climbed up half of the sky and spread boundlessly. The green mountain had been swallowed up by this color. The rice crops on the terraces were under an inexplicable pressure and lowered their heads.

A tall figure wearing several layers of black armor is rushing towards this side murderously. There is only one eye in the layer of armor, bursting into fierce light.

I only heard a roar like a sound from several layers of door panels: "Shen Chong, Bixin, Yan Huazi, you guys joined forces with Li Tang to bury my country. Today, I want to refine your souls one by one and vent my hatred!"

"The three of us work together and vow to kill this demon!" The woman named Bixin tightened her face, clenched the Miao man named Shen Chong, and said loudly.

"Hahahaha!" The person wrapped in the armor suddenly laughed wildly, and when he opened his hand, he actually sent out a true breath.

Yan Huazi drew his sword like electricity, and Shen Chong also protected it with a sword, but no one blocked this true spirit. He was surprised to see the woman named Bixin whispering.

It turned out that this true qi was not a killing move, but the person of the armor who distributed the cultivated Zhenyuan to her. This blue heart only felt a heat inside. Under Dantian's hair, a heat surged up in his body, and his whole figure gradually faded to golden yellow.

"Hahahaha!" The Baojia people roared and shouted, "I know you ate the elixir, but the foundation is not deep enough to refine it. Now I give you a trace of Zhenyuan, which can help you become an immortal. From then on, you became Chang'e in the moon palace and jumped out of reincarnation. You will never see this Shen Chong again, hahahaha!"

"You are so poisonous!" Yan Huazi understood why he sacrificed this true qi and couldn't help but hate it. The Bixin and Shen Chong on the side did not say anything, but clenched their hands, looked at each other, and saw sadness from each other's eyes.

"Brother Shen, you have to live well!" The Bixin's hand holding Shen Chong became lighter and lighter, as if it was about to melt away at any time. She suddenly took off the jade bracelet in her hand and handed it to Shen Chong, "Seeing this bracelet is like seeing me. You remember, I will always be with you!"

Shen Chong nodded, and tears also appeared in his resolute eyes. A burst of anger surged through his heart that witnessed everything. He didn't expect this demon to play with people's hearts so much. How could he keep him! He roared and offered the cold water sword. The ice contained in it suddenly flashed, and a surging cold air swept away everywhere. In an instant, it resisted the spreading purple-brown fog and fell to a clean place.

The demon seemed to be powerful. Why is it not as powerful as he imagined? Qi Miao's heart was strange, but he kept making tricks. When casting the spell again, the cold and true spirit gathered a little and offered it magnificently. The man wearing several layers of armor was hit by it and moved his hands, as if he wanted to wail, or something, but he didn't even have time to say a word. Out, it was swept away by this true air, turned into a sad sound, and his body collapsed.

The figure of Bixin over there also completely dispersed. Qi Miao sighed and was about to speak, but he heard Yan Huazi scold him angrily, "What are you doing!"

"Huh?" Qimiao was asked by him that the monk couldn't touch his head. He was stunned and said, "Didn't I just help you kill the demon named Suihuang?"

He was surprised that these people were quite angry and weakly. The demon named Suihuang was not very powerful. If he had known that he was so vulnerable, he didn't have to sacrifice his killer mace, cold water and ice.

Yan Huazi was stunned and immediately looked at Qi Miao for a while, but said in surprise, "I didn't expect you to be a living person?"

"Aren't you?" Qi Miaoxin was a little annoyed. Seeing this Yan Huazi, he remembered the scene of being pierced through his heart by this man's sword. Today's events are even more unpredictable. These three people's Taoism is clear. The scene when the blue heart feathers turned into immortals is not very grand, and the fierce demon's cultivation is not as good as Er, but here Expressing his unrivaled pride made him look a little confused.

Yan Huazi smiled bitterly and suddenly shook his head and said, "Little brother, it seems that you really don't know that we are not living people now, but the reappearance of a wisp of divine thoughts left in those years..."

"What..." Qi Miao was a little confused by Yan Huazi's serious appearance. He said that what the Kunlun Mountain Taoist was talking about was getting more and more confused. Yan Huazi saw his confused look, and then he further explained:

"Little brother, should you mistakenly enter the ancestral temple of the Shen family?"

"Eh? This, I don't know..." Qi Miao thought that as soon as she entered the black fog, she was stirred up by the magic power and recovered her mind, and she appeared here.

"We several people, and all the scenes you saw..." Yan Huazi pointed to the field full of paddy fields, the green mountains in the distance, the silent sunset, and the low drooping lead clouds. He sighed, "All of this is a woman named Bixin, a wisp of divine thoughts left at the moment of feathering to immortality... Things have been going on and on, constantly circulating..."

"Oh?" Hearing what he said, Qimiao grasped some of the keys and asked, "Are these all things that happened in those years?"

"Yes..." Yan Huazi nodded, "In a few hours, the world here will be reshaping. I, Shen Chong and Bi Xin will still experience the previous life and death..."

In his words, there was a trace of melancholy and loneliness, as if this wisp of divine thought, endured the separation for thousands of years, and there was still a trace of reluctance. Qi Miao said curiously, "In the real story, after the blue heart feathered, how did you and Shen Chong destroy the monster Suihuang?"

"This... I don't know..." There was a trace of confusion in Yan Huazi's eyes. He smiled bitterly and said, "The information recorded in this wisp of spirit of Bixin stopped after he became immortal..."

Perhaps, the stories of the past have been staged for thousands of years to capture a trace of what happened next and give a trace of comfort to the true immortal who soared in loneliness and grief.

Qi Miao was speechless. In an instant, he figured out that the treasure of the Shen family was left by Bixin Feisheng, and figured out why Yan Huazi recognized and intercepted him at a glance.

He set off waves in his heart again and turned his thoughts. Shen Chong was his ancestor thousands of years ago and saved his life. It was not a trace of divine power left by Bixin. Can he enter this place because of this divine power?