A cup of tea, two or three mantras.

As the saying goes, the friendship between gentlemen is like clear water.

This is the case for Ji Qiu and Zhao Huanzhen.

When the purple-clothed Taoist knew that Ji Qiu's deadline was approaching, although he felt sad, he quickly took the initiative to put the matter aside and started to reminisce about the past with him and talk about spiritual practice.

Ji Qiu is naturally good at this.

So the two sat across from each other and talked happily.

Time flies by.

At the end, the purple-robed Taoist stood up, still somewhat unfinished, with a complex expression on his face.

"Brother Ji, since you have returned to secular life, I will no longer call you a monk."

"With the current situation, it seems that we may not be able to fulfill the promise we made back then. Now that I think about it, I feel very regretful."

"But I will carry you with me on this road and trail."

The wind and snow outside are hunting.

The purple-robed Taoist drank the tea in his cup, opened the door, and said goodbye to Ji Qiu.

Then, he disappeared into the wind and snow.

Thinking about it, the two of them will never meet again in this life.

Watching the Taoist figure in purple disappear from a distance, Ji Qiu leaned in front of the door and watched him off for a long time.

Until the figure disappears at the end of the wind and snow.

"Is anyone gone?"

Ji Qiu watched quietly until the woman in red came over and asked softly, then she looked away.

"Yeah, let's go."

There was a hint of sadness and a bit of envy in his words.

"Is he also a Qi Refiner?"

Su Qixiu's eyes brightened slightly, looking very interested.

"Yes, he is a Qi refiner, a more pure seeker of immortality than me..."

Ji Qiu nodded affirmatively.

"Then, when do we set off to go beyond Daqian to seek immortality and visit the Tao?"

Pulling one of the young man's sleeves, Su Qixiu's eyes revealed longing.

In response, Ji Qiu smiled and said nothing, just patted her hand and said with relief:

"Soon, soon."

"Aren't you now able to practice the Qi refining techniques I taught you proficiently?"

"When you also enter the middle stage of Qi Condensation, then you and I can set off to see the grand scene of the Immortal Dao behind the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"So Axiu."

After touching the girl who was more than half a head shorter than him, Ji Qiu looked into the distance with deep eyes and said in a solemn tone:

"You have to practice well."

Sensing the warm breath coming from the top of her head, Su Qixiu twirled the mottled white hair of the man in front of her that was scattered on her shoulders and pursed her lips.

"Um."

"I will practice well."

"When I reach the middle stage of Qi refining, let's go find the path to immortality together and attain the great truth!"

"Qi refining, Dao foundation, jade liquid returning elixir..."

"On this long road to immortality, we will definitely make it to the end and become true immortals!"

"Certainly possible."

"Are you right, little monk?"

For some reason, maybe the cold air got into her eyes, and the girl in red's eyes were slightly red.

"nature."

"The road to immortality may be long, but how can we stop Axiu?"

"If it were you, I would definitely do it."

Slowly raising his head, Ji Qiu smiled gently, his eyes filled with concentration.

【Su Qixiu】

[1 year old: When he was born, his whole body was cold and he looked short-lived. He was not favored by Emperor Qian. Fortunately, his mother and concubine took pity on him, so he grew up safely. 】

[7 years old: The mother and concubine died of illness, living in a deep palace, seeing intrigues and intrigues all day long, and becoming mentally mature. 】

[14 years old: The pet white fox I grew up with died of illness. I was feeling depressed. At the foot of Hanging Mountain outside Gandu, I met a unique monk by chance. From then on, I became friends with him and regarded him as a lifelong friend. 】

[19 years old: Because he offended Emperor Qian, he was confined in the deep palace. At the desperate moment, the monk who had promised him under the moon went down the mountain to return to secular life. A man in white clothes entered the palace of Qian. He was defeated by thousands of troops, shocked Emperor Qian, and rescued him. From then on The mountains are high and the roads are far, the sky is high and the sea is vast.]

[20 years old: The hidden dangers of Taiyin cold air in the meridians have been eliminated, the posture of the Taoist body has begun to appear, the sense of qi is released in one day, and the qi is refined in one month, and various qi refining methods have been practiced, and the innate magical power has been realized. The road to immortality begins with a single step. 】

[21 years old: The Taoist companion who has been with him all his life passed away. His hair turned white overnight, his hair turned into snow in the morning, and then he was buried with his own hands, and he traveled thousands of miles to seek immortality. 】

[25 years old: After four years of wasted time, traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, going through hardships and dangers, I finally established the foundation for the way of heaven!]

[Follow-up:???(exceeds the current detectable upper limit of the host’s strength, so the deduction cannot continue)]

[Simulation evaluation: All fates are determined, but some people can change them!]

Life has changed.

Ji Qiu smiled happily as he stared at Su Qixiu in front of him.

At the age of twenty-five, the foundation of heaven is established.

How magnificent!

Stepping out from the land of extreme spirituality, she has experienced various opportunities and thousands of ups and downs, and finally established the foundation of heaven. What awaits her in the future will be the great world of immortality where you will sing and I will appear!

From this moment on, Su Qixiu's fate will be that of the bright moon that day, and will no longer be the so-called early death, the beauty of the beauty disappears and the jade death!

Ji Qiu finally did it.

It's a pity that I can only accompany her so far.

I can't stay with you for long in this life.

I wish you well...

It's a sunny day.

...

Another month passed.

In the season when the wind and snow are the most severe.

The originally handsome young man in white had all his hair turned gray.

The originally bright eyes gradually became dull.

At this time, Ji Qiu knew that the time had come for him to run out of gas.

In the past few days, Ji Qiu had already said goodbye to his teachers, Xuewu and Jingming, who had treated him very well while they could still move.

"It's time to say goodbye."

Ji Qiu's mind became drowsy.

He had a vague realization.

In the past two or three days, the spiritual energy I cultivated every day was like a drop in the bucket, unable to suppress the damage to the meridians and Dantian.

Therefore, once the injury was caused, he could no longer maintain the clarity of the spiritual platform, which is the most basic thing for a practitioner.

However, at the last moment of his life, Ji Qiu was no longer so afraid.

There is great terror between life and death, but it can also bring great enlightenment to people.

At this time, he was half lying on the bed and his consciousness was no longer clear.

However, you can still faintly hear the gentle whispers next to you, as well as the faint fragrance.

"Why did it take so long for you to recover from the problems you encountered in your practice this time..."

"You promised to take me to seek immortality and visit Taoism when I arrive at Ning Qi? Now that I have Ning Qi, you can't delay too much, otherwise I will be angry."

Su Qixiu shook Ji Qiu's arm and spoke angrily.

Ji Qiu, on the other hand, kept his eyes half-closed, sometimes responding, sometimes completely silent.

"I'm sorry, Axiu."

In a daze, he seemed to catch a ray of light.

After Ji Qiu caught the light, he forced his turbid eyes open, forced an ugly smile, and held the woman's hands with his backhand.

"I...maybe it's time."

"Remember, you must become a true immortal."

"This is what your little monk has tried his best to do for you..."

"Besides, don't feel guilty."

"Because this is what I promised you."

Having said that, Ji Qiu wanted to stroke the woman's hair on her temples again.

With his arms halfway up, he quietly put it down. Finally, he could no longer smooth out the hair.

So far.

The splendid but short life of the boy in white came to an end when the sky was freezing and the snow covered the cold mountains.

And the girl in red next to the bed.

She looked at the young man with his eyes closed and his arms hanging down, a little stunned.

"I know, I've always known, I knew there was something wrong with your body a year ago..."

"I've always known it..."

Caressing the arm that was still somewhat warm, she gently leaned it against her cheek. Unknowingly, the woman's eyes turned red, her expression became extremely sad, and she burst into tears.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

Tears fell.

"But...why can't I help it..."

The woman is dressed in red, beautiful and beautiful, looking at the charming city and then the charming country.

But she was only willing to show everything to that boy.

Has passed away.

The saddest thing in the world is life and death.

"Practice... cultivate immortality, achieve the great road, and become a great practitioner!"

"You want me to go, of course I will go!"

"Moving mountains and seas, catching stars and catching the moon, traveling towards the North Sea and the sky at dusk, it's so fascinating..."

Su Qixiu held the hand of the young man in front of her so tightly that even her finger bones began to turn white.

"Perhaps when I become a great cultivator and develop the magical power that can change the world and capture your soul, I can track you back again?"

"It'll be quick. You won't have to wait too long."

"If you want, wait for me to come..."

The woman lifted up her sleeves and wiped the tears from her cheeks. Although her tone was choked with sobs, the determination contained in it was unprecedented.

Then, she leaned down and kissed the man's forehead gently.

Time is frozen here.

When she stood up, the girl's originally charming and gentle expression became as cold as the cold snow outside.

She opened the window and let the biting cold frost fill the air.

It seemed like this could calm her down a little.

Three days later.

Bury the young man's body in the Xuankong Mountain where he was born and raised.

A cold woman dressed in white with snow-white hair, carrying a magical sword named Qinghong on her back, took steps towards the outside of the big stem.

The following years will not be counted.

A century later, the Daqian Kingdom had been destroyed for a long time, and the new dynasty stepped on the corpses to open up a new era.

The Xuankong Temple has become more and more prosperous because it has had eminent monks protecting the Dharma throughout the ages.

This year, an immortal came across the rainbow and floated there.

She was a woman dressed in white as snow, with white hair tied in a wooden hairpin, as cold as a fairy from Guanghan.

She stood in front of a tomb on the mountain behind Xuankong Temple. She paused for a long time, not disturbing anyone, but looking worried.

After staying for a long time, she left.

Since then, dozens and hundreds of years have passed.

This immortal will come and take a look.

After reading it, I had a free time and happened to be in the capital of the Xin Dynasty next door. I was listening to a storyteller in a restaurant and teahouse, and he woke up and sang:

"It is said that if we push forward a few hundred years, there will be a young man who has become a legend in the martial arts world of that generation. He shook the three mountains and five mountains. When he entered Qiandu, one man was against ten thousand. He waved his hand and turned the clouds and rain. It was so high-spirited~~"

"This person's name has not yet been found. I only know that he has a great relationship with the Xuankong Temple that flourishes today!"

"By the way, it is said that this martial arts myth has a great relationship with the princess of the Qian Dynasty. It is said that this is the reason why she broke into the imperial capital!"

"It's really a shame to be so angry!"

"Come here to see you gentlemen, let's rest and relax today. Wait until tomorrow, and I will tell you the story that has to be told between this martial arts myth and the princess of the Qian Dynasty."

"Want to know what happened next?"

“Let’s hear the breakdown next time!”

The story is wonderful and fascinating, told vividly from the mouth of the old man in gray shirt.

For a time, the whole house was filled with applause.

And in a corner where no one is paying attention.

At this time, a woman had tears streaming down her face.
Chapter completed!