After bidding farewell to the Sword Sect Master, Chen Chao met Yun Jianyue on the coast. He was alone on a reef and watched the sea water rushing towards the reef again and again.
Chen Chao came to his side and looked at the sea with him.
"I wrote a lot of letters to that girl, one every year on her birthday, until she came of age."
Yun Jianyue smiled and said: "If I can't grow up with her, then I can only accompany her like this."
The meaning of this sentence is very obvious, that is, he can die overseas, but this must be done, otherwise there is no need to write these letters.
Chen Chao said with emotion: "Why do we always think about dying? I think we will not die and can live well."
Yun Jianyue looked at him, "Is it possible that what you asked me to do is not dangerous?"
Chen Chao was a little embarrassed, "The matter is naturally dangerous, but..."
Yun Jianyue glanced at Chen Chao and changed the subject, "You don't look good."
Chen Chao unconsciously straightened his back and asked in surprise: "Is there any?"
"You don't practice Taoism or refine elixirs. When I have time, I will find some for you to replenish your vitality."
Yun Jianyue spoke matter-of-factly, but her eyes were very sincere.
After realizing it, Chen Chao realized how could Yun Jianyue know about his situation?
Yun Jianyue just said: "After leaving Yingzhou, you returned to the capital of the gods."
Chen Chao said nothing.
Yun Jianyue patted Chen Chao's shoulder meaningfully and said with emotion: "You look exactly like me now. Can I not see it?"
"..."
Chen Chao was speechless.
But now the ship is coming.
A small boat floated from the sea and stopped among the rocks.
Chen Chao and Yun Jianyue walked up one after another.
The boat began to drift towards the sea.
These two most talented young monks of our time stood side by side on the bow of the boat, saying nothing.
Neither of them seemed to be thinking about this.
Yun Jianyue suddenly said: "How long?"
Chen Chao frowned, "Longer than you."
Yun Jianyue looked at him blankly. Only then did Chen Chao realize that he had made a mistake. He turned around and smiled awkwardly, "It won't be long."
The moon among the clouds is thoughtful.
Chen Chao lowered his head.
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In the extreme west of the sea, there is a sea area that is surrounded by fog all year round. Large fog spreads on the sea surface, making it difficult for people to see the scene behind the fog. It looks a bit like Yingzhou Overseas, which is the so-called division of Xianhai and Daliang.
, but the fog here looks thicker than that over there.
The breath is also more mysterious.
A large ship sailed slowly on the sea. The huge hull draft was extremely deep. There were a whole boat full of young people, both men and women. Everyone was sitting on the deck, looking to the west, with only awe in their eyes.
and yearning.
Surrounding this group of young people, there were several Taoists in green clothes standing scattered with expressionless faces.
They are all the end of forgetfulness.
As the ship approached the fog, its speed slowed down a lot and became extremely slow.
"The bright moon is here."
Suddenly, a Taoist in Qingyi spoke from the bow of the boat, his voice was calm.
His plain voice floated on the sea, and after a while, it drifted far away.
Soon, an echo echoed from the distant sea, "The colorful clouds are returning."
As this sound came out, the fog on the sea began to gradually fade, revealing the rocks on both sides.
On the sea, a reef looks very abrupt. After all, this is not a seaside.
But at this moment, there are two people standing on the reef.
Both of them are in the Fuyun realm, and they are real big shots.
Both of them were wearing yellow robes, with a fiery red sun engraved on their backs.
"Your Majesty."
The Taoist priest in green on the boat bowed his head humbly.
The two yellow-robed men nodded, and one of them asked: "How many people are there?"
A Taoist priest in Qingyi said: "There are 399 people in total, and all are fine."
A man in yellow robe took a look at the boat. After scanning around, he saw what he wanted in the eyes of the young people, so he nodded with satisfaction.
After he nodded, he should have let the big ship leave, but he suddenly remembered something and asked: "Have some big things happened in the sea recently?"
A Taoist in Qingyi nodded and said: "Yes, Guishan has destroyed Qiuling Mountain and Nanhua Mountain, and Guan'an is dead..."
Taoist Qingyi talked about some recent events.
"A bunch of idiots. Guan An also thinks he is a smart person, but he ended up like this. It's really ridiculous."
"When the matter reaches this level, it will have to be settled by the Holy Mountain in the end."
The man in yellow robe shook his head, his eyes full of indifference.
The Qingyi Taoist said respectfully: "With the Holy Mountain, there will be no problem."
The man in yellow robe stopped talking and just waved his hand.
The big ship continued to sail and slowly left the white fog.
Then the front suddenly became clear. Above the endless empty sea, at the westernmost end, there was a golden light shining. If you look carefully, there should be a high mountain in that place.
Golden light falls on the sea, making the entire sea surface sparkle.
When they saw this high mountain, the yearning in the eyes of all the young men and women on the boat became much deeper.
In their eyes, it was as if they were seeing the most sacred place in the world.
This makes them yearn for it.
The big ship moved slowly, constantly approaching the holy mountain.
The closer you get, the more you can feel the sacred and powerful aura. There is something very special in that aura.
I don’t know how long it took, but the big boat stopped at a bay on the edge of the Holy Mountain.
Many people had been waiting here for a long time. When the ship docked, a man in a gray robe came to the side of the ship. There was also a red sun on his robe.
He held a green bell in his hand. After nodding to several Taoists in blue, the middle-aged man shook the bell in his hand and said, "I am Xuan Yun, the Master of Palm Stars. Come with me."
As he shook the bell in his hand, the young men and women on the boat turned their heads, and then walked off the boat. Beside the boat, there was a group of people in gray robes distributing clothes to these young men and women.
The same gray robe, embroidered with a big sun.
The young men and women followed one by one, took the clothes, put them on, and followed Xuan Yun forward.
Xuan Yun led them away from the seaside and into a dense forest. He walked at the front and would ring the bell from time to time. As the bell sounded, the awe in everyone's eyes became even more intense.
In the middle of the crowd, someone took a subtle glance around, and then said in a heartfelt voice: "Ah Yue, do you think this group of people are more like magic sticks than you Taoist priests?"
That voice was a bit narrow-minded.
Behind him, a voice also sounded, but it was very simple and direct, "Chen Chao, shut up."