After leaving Helan Mountain, Song Jue and I stood in the scenic area and looked at the bustling tourists a little confused.

I was wearing a black Hanfu, and Song Jue was also wearing a black robe. It was not yet autumn, and the short shirt and short sleeves of tourists in the world looked out of place.

Song Jue's expression was more confused than me. The last time she walked on the earth, the world had not yet begun the Dharma-Ending Age, and hundreds of years have passed.

After the failure of the East China Sea to transform into a dragon, it has been hiding in the deep sea. It was not until I was born that I watched me in the Yellow River for eighteen years.

I was in the river and saw all the fireworks on both sides, but I never took a step ashore.

Looking at this bustling scenic area, colorful costumes, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Qin Jue, where are we going?"

"Go to the scenic parking lot first."

After saying that, I took Song Jue to the scenic area parking lot.

Open the rear door and signal Song Jue to get in.

She hesitated for a moment. Finally, she lifted her slender legs and got into the car. She sat in the back row and looked a little nervous.

I fastened her seat belt and then sat in the driving position to start the car.

With the throttle roar, the car slowly accelerated. Through the rearview mirror, I saw Song Jue appearing to be facing a great enemy. I felt a little funny, but more of it was because I felt distressed for her.

With her ability, how could I be out of touch with the times if it weren't for me?

I drove all the way east. After entering the city, I found a high-end hotel and opened a suite.

I hid all the money and things in the car and did not bring them into the ancient land. The gifts given by Zhang Qingzhuo before leaving were enough for me to deal with the worldly expenses.

This is a suite with exquisite and elegant decoration and stylish artistic style.

There was a tea and drink in the room. I opened a bottle of pure water for Song Jue and handed it to her.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth has reached its extreme. The so-called practice is no different from the mountains and the world. Relatively speaking, walking on the world of the world is actually the best choice.

As the saying goes, the small is hidden in the wild, the middle is hidden in the world, and the big is hidden in the morning.

It is obviously impossible to enter the court as an official in the human world, so it is better to be a common person in the world, but you can go anywhere.

I don’t have to retire if I want to practice. The question now is how should Song Jue choose?

I still remember that before the fusion of the divine nature, she said that I had great cause and effect with her in my previous life. Later, after she turned into a dragon, she never mentioned this again, and still covered her beautiful face with black cloth.

"Now you have successfully transformed into a dragon, and everyone in the world can go. What are you going to do?" I asked after a long silence.

"I will go wherever you go." Song Jue said with a sip of pure water.

"What if it's not for me?"

Song Jue was slightly stunned and fell into deep thought.

After pondering for a long time, he said, "Do you know the origin of my name?"

"you say."

"I was originally a mountain ghost. I practiced in Youhuang Mountain. I said it was a mountain ghost, but no one worshiped me. Only those wild beasts in the forest were afraid of me. At that time, I thought Youhuang Mountain was the best blessed place in the world, innocent and carefree..."

Song Jue said slowly, Qu Yuan's sacrificial text echoed in my mind.

Thinking of her driving a red leopard followed by a flower raccoon, a small wooden cart, and a colorful flag with osmanthus flowers.

I wore a stone orchid on my body and tied Du Heng with my waist, and flowers were inserted on my head. I gave you the flowers to express my lovesickness.

The clouds and mist were floating and rolling under her feet, and the east wind whirled and the gods descended to raindrops.

At that time, she was innocent and natural, and she was not stained with the fireworks of the world. The only thing she did was to pick immortal herbs and elixirs that could last longer in the mountains to assist in her practice.

Until one day, Song Jue went from spiritual intelligence to becoming more mature.

Flowers bloom and fall, and the years and months rotate. The wild beasts in the mountains have birth, old age, sickness and death. Even the flower rooster she loves is old and can never climb onto her wooden cart.

So she began to sigh that time flies and youth grows easily, and one day she will grow old.

Those who practice as spiritual bodies are all greedy for free and immortality.

This thought arose in my heart, and a ray of sorrow was bound in my heart from then on, making Song Jue lose his former happiness.

In that era, the emperor could still be called a god. She wanted to go out of Youhuang Mountain to find the emperor on earth who was willing to be called a god for her.

However, it is not easy to be a god.

The emperor was a country and the people who were named gods, and she was a famous ghost. Not to mention the fact that she was named gods, she could not even meet the emperor.

In the Nine Songs Mythical Age, the wizards and wizards all have great skills, so she is not the opponent of these people.

As soon as he entered the world, he suffered a sudden disaster in life and death, and was almost captured to refine the demon. After fleeing back to Youhuang Mountain in a hurry, Song Jue cut off his thoughts of becoming a god.

Until one day, a rare rainstorm fell on Youhuang Mountain, with lightning and thunder.

When she was in this kind of weather, she would not dare to show up and kept hiding in her cave.

The nine heavens were thundering one after another, as if the sky had collapsed, endless from day to night.

Suddenly, another white light flashed, accompanied by a thunder that shocked the world, and a man suddenly broke into her cave.

The man was wearing a purple dress. The white jade was crowned with cloud boots. The divine light was lingering all over his body. He had a pair of eyes as bright as stars, and his skin was white like flawless white jade.

He held a sword in his hand and a guqin on his back.

"I felt scared when I saw him. He had a fearful power of surrender, even more terrifying than the power of the thunder outside. I hugged in the corner and didn't dare to move. At that time, I thought to myself. If he wanted to kill me, it was just a matter of thought. If he didn't kill me, then he would leave if the wind and rain stopped."

When Song Jue talked about this part, his eyes flashed, as if he had returned to the thrilling night.

The night passed very slowly. The man noticed her at a glance, but he didn't say a word to her. He first took out his sword and wiped it carefully.

When he wiped the sword, Song Jue was so scared that he was dying.

Even when she was experiencing the thunder tribulation, she was not so scared. She closed her eyes tightly and didn't dare to look at them.

After a while, she heard the sound of the piano.

At this time, she still didn't dare to open her eyes, but the sound of the piano seemed to be played specifically for her.

As the saying goes, you can know the elegant meaning when you hear the strings and songs. You can know the emotional meaning when you see the distant things.

Song Jue was fascinated by hearing this, and his thoughts flew out of the cave with the fluctuations of the piano strings, soared in the wind and rain, hovered between the lightning, heading eastward, following the Xiaoxiaoxiang River into Dongting Lake.

Eight hundred miles of Dongting is the marsh of Yunmeng.

Song Jue was traveling to Dongting Lake. When she was a mountain ghost, she was just Xuan Wei’s spiritual connection. With a string song, she realized the opportunity of Xuan Wei’s transformation into a dragon.

The life span of Xuanfeng is only a few hundred years, and the transformation of dragons can increase to a thousand or even thousands of years.

This is a great opportunity. When the song was finished, Song Jue looked at the man gratefully, but at this moment the man suddenly drew his sword.

She originally wanted to come over and thank her, but when she saw this, she was so scared that she quickly closed her eyes.

He closed his eyes and heard waves of gold and iron confrontation, and the man used his sword to engrave letters on the stone wall.

After no more silent, Song Jue secretly opened his eyes and found that the man was no longer there.

At this moment, she, who should have been relaxed, felt extremely disappointed in her heart. She chased out of the cave, and the wind and rain were vast, and there was no trace of a man...

(There is another update, probably midnight. You will see it tomorrow. Good night. Thank you for your friends who have been chasing books. Your comments make me know that I am not the author of loneliness.)
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