Qingtianyou spent about ten days recuperating in the deep valley before he slowly recovered. If Chen Changsheng hadn't borrowed a few rays of magic power, he might have been here for three or two months.
The snow has become lighter in recent days, there are already signs of snow melting, and the sky is no longer as gray as before.
"Ahem..."
Qing Tianyou coughed twice, staggered out of the valley, and then saw Chen Changsheng sitting cross-legged in the snow.
He walked forward and sat next to Chen Changsheng.
The Taiqing Sword was placed on Chen Changsheng's knees. At this moment, the Taiqing Sword lost some of its spirituality. It had fallen into a deep sleep in order to block the purple sky.
"Why did you come to save me that day?" Qingtian You asked.
Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and said, "Don't you regard Chen as your friend?"
Qingtian You was startled for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.
Chen Changsheng said: "Actually, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have suffered this."
Qingtian You paused for a moment and said: "I have never blamed you. At that time in the dungeon, I actually hoped that you would not come to save me. Who would have thought that you would have such great power."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "Actually, many things are not as simple as they seem on the surface."
"What do you mean by this?" Qingtian You asked.
Chen Changsheng thought for a while, but finally turned into a smile and said: "It's just some trivial things that are not worth mentioning. Anyway, it has passed."
Qingtianyou's arrest was not an accident.
After Tu Hu, the toad demon became the new puppet of Heaven. The purpose of capturing Qingtianyou was to lure Chen Changsheng into the thirty-sixth cave.
The purpose is to use Chen Changsheng's sword to clean up the Demon Realm, so that the Demon Realm and the Divine Realm will have equal power, so that they can continue to 'die' regardless of victory or defeat.
‘Death’ is also the purpose of the existence of this world.
Through the death and reincarnation of all living things, we can deduce the bits and pieces missing in the Purana Sutra.
But no one in the world could have imagined that Chen Changsheng could withstand the siege of the Five Eight Realms and the Nine Seven Realms. He also killed tens of thousands of demons in the Demon Domain and leveled fourteen mountains.
The thunder and lightning disaster that day happened because of this.
Chen Changsheng raised his hand, and a few strands of the snatched power of heaven were revealed in his palm.
This is how Yuxuan stole the world.
Thunder tribulation is the most important thing.
Only then did Chen Changsheng seize the opportunity.
Qing Tianyou frowned, and the few rays of golden light in Chen Changsheng's palm made him suddenly feel uncomfortable.
"What's this……"
Chen Changsheng said: "Rules, or the origin."
"Origin?" Qingtianyou asked.
Chen Changsheng wrapped those few strands of heavenly power in his palm, and then said: "Have you seen the mountain in the distance?"
Qingtianyou followed his gaze and asked, "What?"
Chen Changsheng stayed away.
Suddenly something strange happened.
Under Qingtianyou's gaze, the veins of the mountain suddenly changed.
"Rumble..."
The ridge shook and gravel flew.
As far as the naked eye could see, the mountain began to move, followed by the rivers stagnating and the ground shaking.
But in the blink of an eye, the mountains changed course.
The appearance has changed greatly.
Qing Tianyou stood up and looked at this scene in disbelief.
The biting cold wind blew across his face.
Qing Tianyou coughed twice and slowly regained consciousness.
He asked: "Supernatural powers and magic?"
Chen Changsheng looked at him, and his meaning was already revealed in his eyes.
It's obviously not some kind of magical power.
Qingtianyou suddenly understood. He opened his lips slightly and said, "Brother Chen, who are you..."
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Bai Ziqiu sat in front of the stove and warmed herself up.
In recent days, the weather has become colder and colder. As the saying goes, the snow is not cold but the snow is cold. He put his hands in his hands and sat in front of the stove to take a nap, feeling the tenderness of those old people.
"Crack..."
The firewood crackled and the green firewood bubbled and sizzled.
He warmed a pot of tea on the fire. Unexpectedly, most of the tea was burned dry, and he didn't even notice.
Qingtianyou and Chen Changsheng return to the valley.
When they saw Bai Ziqiu sitting in front of the fire, they looked at each other.
Qing Tianyou looked around and asked: "How did he survive in this demon realm in such a state?"
"He wasn't like this before."
Chen Changsheng said: "There will always be a day when you grow old, whether you are a human or a demon, you are the same."
He stepped forward and stepped forward.
Qingtian You thought for a while, but did not follow him. Instead, he went to lie down under a tree nearby.
Chen Changsheng came to sit beside the fire.
The tea in the pot made a gurgling sound, and Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand to lift the tea.
Bai Ziqiu woke up when he heard the noise.
His eyes were a little drowsy, as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet.
"The tea is almost boiling dry." Chen Changsheng said.
Bai Ziqiu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I fell asleep."
Chen Changsheng poured out the pot of tea, put water and tea leaves back in and started boiling.
Bai Ziqiu stretched out his hand to bake it. His fingers were a little stiff, as if they were stiff from not moving for too long.
Nowadays, he can't even mobilize his magic power. He can only rely on the few strands of magic power left in his dantian to hold his breath.
Three thousand years are enough to collapse a high mountain.
Chen Changsheng remained silent and did not speak.
Bai Ziqiu stared at the flickering flames in the fire in a daze.
He found that his thoughts seemed not as flexible as before.
Just like ordinary people, they are experiencing birth, old age, illness and death.
Chen Changsheng asked: "Chen can be of some help."
After hearing this, Bai Ziqiu paused and said with a smile: "That's not necessary. Thick clothes to keep out the cold and firewood to keep warm. Why waste that mana."
Chen Changsheng said: "I'm not pitying you, I just think I can't live here in vain, right?"
"You eat my clothes and wear my clothes?" Bai Ziqiu asked.
Chen Changsheng opened his mouth and said: "Tea, doesn't it count?"
Bai Ziqiu smiled and said nothing.
He just doesn't like to owe others.
Chen Changsheng sighed softly: "Maybe I can go out after a while."
After hearing this, Bai Ziqiu raised his head and said a little lostly: "Really..."
There was a brief silence after this sentence.
Chen Changsheng frowned and looked at him and asked, "Don't you want to live less?"
Bai Ziqiu raised his head when he heard this. He forced a smile and said, "How do you know I don't want to live?"
"Aren't you?" Chen Changsheng asked.
The smile on Bai Ziqiu's face slowly faded. He didn't seem to know how to answer this question, so he picked up the dry firewood on the ground and threw it into the fire.
The fire became more and more intense.
But it couldn't stop the fire that was about to be extinguished.
Chen Changsheng still looked at him, waiting for his answer.
The two looked at each other speechlessly.
Bai Ziqiu didn't answer, but he actually answered.
He took a deep breath, and the original arrogance disappeared from his cloudy eyes.