All the Twelve Finger Sword Mountains were mobilized. People were coming and going in the palace, and pieces of paper were flying around. Three months had passed, but even with such a "draft and earth net" search, nothing was found.
In three months, Yunyi went from hope to expectation, and then from hope to despair. Looking at the exhausted people, he couldn't bear to stop them. In these three months, they have tried their best like himself, Twelve Finger Sword
Everyone at Shanshan tried their best.
starry sky.
coastal.
After catching the last drop of crystal wine, Hun Xiaotian collapsed on the beach. Looking at the stars in the sky, he had no tears or sadness, only a heart ashen as death.
"Brother Xiaotian... I want a flower leaf from my mother-in-law's tree."
On that unforgettable night, his dearest person fell. She didn't say anything or did anything. She just wanted a flower leaf, because the flower leaf could tell herself how much she cared about her little one.
Brother Tian.
At this moment, he wanted to go crazy, he wanted to scream, he wanted to rush into Xishu Mountain and chop the half-dead person into pieces, he wanted to take her back to the Barbarian Realm and ignore everything, but he did nothing and just closed his door slowly.
Eyes.
The black figure stood not far away. This time she did not come up to comfort him, nor did she leave. She just stood there quietly until tears filled her eyes.
Because he was heartbroken, she would be heartbroken too. The hope she had just seen was shattered like this. Even if he wasn't heartbroken, she would be sad too.
"Understand."
Senior Sister Qin suddenly heard his call and immediately walked over while rubbing the corners of her eyes. Hun Xiaotian did not open her eyes and said feebly:
"I want to go somewhere."
"I'll accompany you!"
Hun Xiaotian opened and closed his lips for a long time. He wanted her not to follow him. He wanted to be alone, but he still said 'ok'.
Hideaway Valley.
Kicking away the weeds, the two walked forward slowly. Youju Valley was the most beautiful valley he had ever seen, but it buried his most painful past. The dead old tree was right in front of him, not far away.
He had thought about this place from the beginning, but he knew that it had long since died and could not possibly meet the requirements of his junior brother.
That haggard figure pulled weeds, trampled the soil, and groomed the tree in a circle just like he had done in those seven years. In those years, he didn't want even a moth to get close to them, and it's the same now.
He sat under the tree and looked up at the stars for a long time. The stars were still as bright as that night, and the moonlight was still as soft as that night. But the people under the tree had changed, and everything had changed. No one could stay.
Staying that night, no one could keep that moment, keep that small happiness buried in the dust.
When Hun Xiaotian was so sad that he couldn't help himself, the starlight suddenly started to rotate slowly. Soon after, a stream of spiritual power poured on the tree, and a figure of a woman in green walked out of the tree.
He widened his eyes and looked at her in disbelief, but the woman just smiled slightly.
"You...you are?"
"You can call me Aunt Qing!" the woman said, her voice soft and ethereal.
Hun Xiaotian turned from sadness to joy and said hurriedly: "Are you my Uncle Lu E, the Aunt Qing that I miss so much?"
The woman said angrily: "Silly boy, why are you talking?"
"Oh oh oh!" Hun Xiaotian reacted and said quickly: "Xiaotian has met Aunt Qing."
"But Aunt Qing! Aren't you already gone?"
"Well! I came back specifically to see you!"
"see me?"
The woman nodded and said: "Third brother said your method is right, but Soaring Snake is very difficult to deal with, so I want you to be careful."
"Second uncle? Have you seen my second uncle? Is Uncle Lu'e here?"
"Is there still my father, or my mother?"
The woman just nodded and said nothing.
"Oh! I understand, you have to go to the Great Supreme Realm to ask."
The woman took out a thumb-sized piece of crystal clear material and gave it to him.
"This is what you want."
"This...this...Aunt Qing, where did you get it?"
The woman did not answer the question, but said calmly: "In those seven years, I saw a woman coming here often, coming silently, and leaving silently. I like her very much, so you can also bring something for her for me. thing."
The woman took out another piece of black wood. Hun Xiaotian didn't know what kind of wood it was, but he just knew that it must be extraordinary. After the woman finished doing this, she didn't move or speak.
Xiaotian's joy turned to sadness again: "Aunt Qing, are you...going to leave?"
"Well! I can only leave for a while."
His throat rolled, but he didn't know what to say. It wasn't until her figure faded that he said in a low voice: "Aunt Qing, take care of yourself!"
"You and Uncle Lu'e, please take care of yourself."
Qin Liaozhi finally closed his half-open mouth: "She...she..."
Her body was suddenly hugged, and Hun Xiaotian cried like a child: "I understand, Aunt Qing, she is my Aunt Qing, I have met my Aunt Qing."
"oh!"
The two stood under the tree for a long time before reluctantly leaving.
…
In the unforgettable hall, the little junior brother jumped three feet high.
"Senior Brother Xiaotian, where did you find it? It's amazing! The best, the best among the best."
Hun Xiaotian rubbed his hands back and forth: "Junior brother, do it quickly!"
"Well! Brother Xiaotian, don't be impatient, it will take at least two days."
"Okay, okay."
After Junior Brother left, Hun Qin and his two friends came to Zhuyin Peak. He originally wanted Senior Sister Qin to bring the things, but Qin knew that she didn't want to.
After taking out the piece of wood, Zhou Xinrui was obviously stunned. It was obvious that she didn't recognize the black wood.
"Senior Brother Soul, who is this?"
"This is what my Aunt Qing left for you. It must be a treasure."
"But this... this wood looks like it can only be used for pianos. I've never heard of any precious wood that's black!"
"How about letting Junior Brother Pei come and take a look?" Qin Jiaozhi made a suggestion.
"I think it works!"
After a while, Pei Chongkang walked in happily. His eight dragons became seven. The last dragon was too ethereal, so he was not in a hurry to practice. These days are relatively leisurely.
But he circled three times to the left and three times to the right. After looking around for a few times, he couldn't see anything. Now even Hun Xiaotian was a little suspicious. He copied Fengwei's fifty strings by himself, which shows that he has no understanding of the piano. How deep is the understanding of the material?
"That's not right! The things my Aunt Qing gave me cannot be bad."
"Aunt Qing? Brother Hun, where did you get it?"
"My Aunt Qing gave it to me!"
Several people heard him talking about Qingyi and Qingyi, and they all wanted to slap him on the forehead.
"I mean where did I give it to you?"
It was obvious that even such a good-tempered Pei Chongkang couldn't stand him, judging by his stinky appearance.
"Hideaway Valley."
Pei Chongkang pondered for a moment and muttered: "Young Valley? It can't be that thing! If it hadn't died, it would have been robbed."
"Senior Brother Pei, do you think this is the Shenhe Sacred Tree?"
"I just doubt it!"
"But I heard from the master's interpretation of the classics that there is only one sacred tree in the world, and the color should not be black!"
Pei Chongkang nodded and said: "The wood is not naturally black, some were made by later generations, but even the cut surfaces of this wood are black."
Hun Xiaotian seemed to suddenly understand something and said with certainty: "Don't guess, this should be the Shenhe Shenmu."
"What?"
Pei Zhongkang's hands trembled. He would never question what Hun Xiaotian said. If this was really a sacred tree, then the palace merchants would have an extra valuable treasure. Maybe! It can be compared with the genuine Feng.
The last fifty strings are comparable.
Zhou Xinrui also became excited, feeling a little uneasy about receiving such a great favor for no reason.
"Senior Brother Xiaotian, who is your Aunt Qing?"
Hun Xiaotian smiled brightly: "My Aunt Qing is my Aunt Qing. She is very beautiful, similar to my mother-in-law. If you don't believe me, ask Senior Sister Qin."
The two of them quickly looked over and saw Qin Liaozhi nodding his head repeatedly.
"Xiaotian is right, that woman...well, Aunt Qing is so beautiful that even I am envious of her."
"Really?"
Unexpectedly, Qin Liaozhi nodded even more vigorously. They had never seen Qin Liaozhi behave like this.
Zhou Xinrui became embarrassed and uneasy: "But this... I received such a great favor for no reason. I can't feel at ease. What does this mean?"
Hun Xiaotian said: "My Aunt Qing is not an outsider. You haven't seen her, but she has seen you! Take it! It doesn't matter!"
"Is it really possible?"
Qin Jiaozhi gave her a look of affirmation, but when he thought that he and that person had not spoken a word, some regrets emerged in his heart.
Pei Chongkang's eyes never left the piece of wood. When he thought that there would be a famous piano that would be played by him, he suddenly hugged Hun Xiaotian and jumped up happily.
"Senior Brother Hun, you are truly a lucky star in our palace merchant lineage."
"No, no, no, it's the old god."
…
In the dark corner, the fog was deep, and a clear voice came from the netherworld.
"Sister Qing, have you seen Tian'er?"
"Yeah! He looks exactly the same as Brother Chuan."
"Did you give me anything else?"
"Yeah! It's a coincidence. You gave me two things, and I also gave you two things."
"What I gave you is different."
"That's not necessarily the case."
"Ha! My Tian'er doesn't have the courage to be so fat."
"Well, I believe this. The people in their barbaric areas are all as cowardly as rats."
After saying that, the two of them laughed together.
The man sitting cross-legged next to Qing'er slowly opened his eyes. A phoenix tail mark on his forehead was very shining. After looking at his nose, nose and heart, he said to the person next to him.
"Talking about you!"
The sun pattern on the man's forehead is equally dazzling.
"Fart, you're obviously talking about Brother Chuan."
Hun Xiaochuan rolled his eyes at them with disgust and said nothing.
"Brother Chuan, what do you think our Tian'er should choose?"
"Ah? Oh! You decide, you decide."
Hahaha,
Giggle.
Several others laughed at the same time.
But before the laughter stopped, the void beneath them shook violently, and those people immediately straightened up their expressions.
…
(ps: Let me explain to all the caretakers here that Lu Ming's body was only damaged, and his soul followed the Soul Emperor and Qing'er.
Dongliu is just a newcomer, so he won’t deliberately limit the number of words. The plots of each chapter will be connected later.