"Who are you?"

Tang Zhongxiong asked.

"Me? My name is Lu Jianlin, the elk deer, and the unicorn." The fairy of Deer leaning against the five-colored deer, with a slight look on her eyes and said softly: "You may not know me, but my deceased husband, you should have heard of his name. His name is... Bai Yaoyang."

Tang Zhongxiong's expression finally changed: "Are you really the wife of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint - Miss Lu?"

The sword technique that Tang Zhongxiong can kill the Yuanying is the sword marks left by the Dragon Sword Saint on Duxiu Peak.

In a sense, although Tang Zhongxiong has never worshipped the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint Bai Yaoyang as his teacher because the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint has been dead for more than a thousand years, his mastery in his heart is the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint.

Tang Zhongxiong has also studied a lot of the deeds of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint Bai Yaoyang.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint Bai Yaoyang is also from Yuezhou. His home address is even in Taohua Village next to the Tang family's Laozhuang. He once had a childhood sweetheart "Ms. Lu". However, on the day he got married to Miss Lu, Miss Lu was taken away by the passing immortal master. From then on, Hongfei had no news about it...

Yes, is it said that it is spreading? It is not Miss Lu at all, but Miss Lu.

Because the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint, who had no immortal roots, endured the tragedy of his family being destroyed. Survived by himself, his swordsmanship made rapid progress and he returned to kill all his enemies after three years.

For a moment, there were countless women who wanted to get along with the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint for a hundred years. Unfortunately, the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint rejected all the women and remained single.

In a blink of an eye, when he was 80, Bai Yaoyang's sword technique was perfect, and he realized the Dragon-Slaying Sword, which was known as Canglong, and when he was 100 years old, he left sword marks on the Dragon-Slaying Platform at Duxiu Peak in Yuezhou, and then he was named the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint, and his glory was unparalleled in the world.

Unfortunately, if you don’t enter the cultivation of the truth, your life span is limited. At the age of 135, the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint died without any success and was buried in the Taohua Village family cemetery.

Less than ten years after the death of the Dragon Sword Saint, his cemetery and the Bai Family Cemetery were all robbed and all the corpses disappeared.

The Bai family has no successor, and the matter ended up being left alone.

Now, in Taohua Village, Yuezhou, apart from the old sword saint's story, there is no trace of material traces of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint's existence.

The more you know about the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint, the more you feel that Tang Zhongxiong, who regards him as his master, will be.

So, after Fairy Deer nodded and confirmed that she was the "Miss Lu" in the story, Tang Zhongxiong blurted out a question that he had been holding back for a long time: "Miss Lu, did you ever regret it when you left the Dragon-Slaying Sword Saint to practice immortality?"

"I never left Xiaobai, my affairs with him are completely... good fortune."

Fairy Deer sighed quietly, looking at Tang Zhongxiong who was uneasy in front of her, she seemed to have traveled through thousands of years of time and space and saw the stubborn and arrogant Bai Yaoyang.

At that time, Lu Jianlin really thought that missing out was just a moment, and being angry was just a moment. Later, she realized that some people had missed something... that was a lifetime, and the yin and yang were separated forever and there was no day of meeting each other again.

Do you regret it?

No regrets!

Little brother, do you know the realm above the Nascent Soul, why is it called liberation?

The Nascent Soul Lives for 800 years, and it will be like a thing that changes people--

Parents who have given birth, children's playmates, and young friends have long returned to dust. If you are free and let go, you can continue to move forward. If you can't let go, go and accompany those dead.

Beyond liberation is the return to nature.

Therefore, I miss Xiaobai not because I can't let go of this obsession, but because I suddenly saw his successor and felt a little emotional.

It was like, I passed by Yuezhou a few days ago and happened to hear someone chanting the song "Remembering Jiang Ning" written by your father.

——Ten years of life and death are in vain, and if you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. There is no place to talk about desolation in the lonely grave for thousands of miles. Even if you meet, you will not recognize it, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost.

——When I came to the night of my dream, I suddenly returned home, and the window was dressing up. I looked at each other without saying a word, but only tears flowed thousands of times. I guess the heartbreaking place every year, the moonlit night, the short pine hills.

This poem also made me feel a little moved and reminded of some old things.

But will I get stuck in the old things?

Never mind.

Little brother, your father is the one who shares the same language as me. He has a brilliant mind and is amazing, even if... he has not yet been relieved.

When Lu Jianlin thought about this, he looked at the cedar where Tang Ning was hiding.

When Lu Jianlin dared to come in a hurry, she had already recognized Tang Ning when she saw her - she had never seen Tang Ning, but her intuition gave her a reminder.

Following intuition is also returning to the truth.

Behind Lu Jianlin, a huge fire suddenly burned. It was because the Nascent Soul Ancestor burning the corpses poured out from another world. As for whether the motivation for doing this is out of justice or to earn merit, it is hard to say.

Intuition gave Lu Jianlin an answer, but she chose not to look back.

In front of him, Tang Zhongxiong seemed to be unsatisfied with Lu Jianlin's answer, but because he felt that he could not beat him, he did not take the initiative to seek death.

The question of being uneasy has been asked, and the other party has also given the answer, enough.

After all, that was an old thing from a thousand or hundreds of years ago.

Lu Jianlin said again, "Since you have learned Xiaobai's swordsmanship, that is my sons and nephews. If you take this deer back and hang it at home, no one in the Dongzhou area will covet the things in your father and son. However, if you want to return it yourself, you will follow you."

"Return?" Tang Zhongxiong sneered: "Why should I pay back the magic weapon that my father has seized with his ability?"

Regardless of whether you are qualified to use it or not, who would think there are too many magic weapons?

Seeing that Lu Lin no longer talked to Tang Zhongxiong, he tapped the neck of the five-color deer with his fingertips. The five-color deer walked around Tang Zhongxiong and walked under the cedar tree.

"Mr. Tang, has a new poem been published recently? Your poem "Jiangchengzi remembers Jiang Ning, now everyone in Yuezhou knows it. I like it quite a lot, and I even have some greed and want to know more."

This time, Lu Jianlin did not continue to lean on the deer's back and asked questions, but jumped lightly from the deer's back.

He has a very good figure and a little shaking range.

Unfortunately, Tang Ning, who knew Lu Jianlin's identity and cultivation level, did not dare to look at it anymore.

"Sorry, I have been busy writing weird novels lately and have no time to write poetry."

There are at least a hundred poems hidden in Tang Ning’s heart.

But the current environment is definitely not suitable for chanting poetry. Tang Ning intentionally or unintentionally introduces the topic to the novel.

"Novels? Mr. Tang can write novels of strange stories? What stories did he write?"

Lu Jianlin was indeed interested. In her opinion, the talent shown by Tang Ning's song "Remembering Jiang Ning" will definitely not be bad at writing novels of strange ambitions.

It is rare to go out, and you always need to know more about the content you are interested in to be able to do so.

"This is a little bit too much. I can't explain it clearly in one sentence. Why don't Fairy Deer go with me and go through the manuscript yourself and read it slowly?"

Tangning proposed.

So, Tang Ning finally set out on his way back.

It is still riding on a crane, the difference is that there is an extra deer fairy on the crane's back.

As for the boundary membrane loophole that sealed the invasion of the sickle of the other world, it didn't need the deer fairy to do anything, and it quietly closed and disappeared by itself.

There is no doubt that this is a big shot in secret...
Chapter completed!