Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

of course I remember.

I will never forget it in this life.

When a person wakes up after death, all five senses are weak and his mouth is always silent.

Wu Xingxue looked at the person in front of her, raised her pale fingers hanging on the side of the bed, put them on the back of Xiao Fuxuan's hand, then grabbed the robe and pulled the person down a little.

Xiao Fuxuan leaned over and heard his low and hoarse voice say: Xiao Fuxuan, I dreamed of you again.

What did you dream about me? Xiao Fuxuan's voice was also very low.

I dreamed that you said... I have always owed something.

What? Xiao Fuxuan asked gently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man who had just woken up turned his head and kissed the corner of his lips: This.

this?

Um.

The first website address is m.9biquge.

When did you owe it? Xiao Fuxuan moved his thin lips and asked in a low voice.

Canglang Northern Territory. Wu Xingxue said.

If there hadn't been that magpie dream where one person was missing, he would have definitely done this when he opened his eyes and saw Xiao Fuxuan.

It's a pity that it took so long to make up for it.

Wu Xingxue stepped aside and said, It was from the last time.

Xiao Fuxuan looked down at him and answered: What now?

This is the time. After Wu Xingxue finished speaking, he turned his head again.

It was a kiss like a breeze, warm and soft to the touch.

The two little boys in the room seemed to have cotton wool in their ears and eyes, and they couldn't hear anything clearly from just now. At this moment, I was quite puzzled and wanted to turn my head to look.

Just as they were about to move, two pieces of black cloth came out of thin air and covered their eyes.

Little boy: ?

Then another blast of wind swept across their feet, carrying them out of the house like wine bottles and cups.

Little boy: ???

The younger brother's serious voice came from the window: Sir, someone is attacking us.

...

Xiao Fuxuan paused for a moment and was speechless.

The corners of Wu Xingxue's lips curled up slightly.

After a while, he couldn't hold it back any longer, so he stepped aside, tilted his head and laughed.

When he turned his head, his crooked eyes held the light from the window, shining brightly like the spring breeze.

In the later and longer life, it never dissipated again.

***

Perhaps as Xiao Fuxuan said, Wu Xingxue was too tired and could not sleep peacefully even with the sound of dream bells. Therefore, he took a long time to wake up when he fell asleep, and he could not immediately recover after opening his eyes.

Xiao Fuxuan played with the newly picked formation stones and carefully changed the formation. Wu Xingxue sat cross-legged in the formation and slowly nursed back to health.

Before this adult could fully recover from his own lingering ailments, he began to worry about others.

He first grabbed Xiao Fuxuan and probed with all his strength for a long time. Then he seduced the two children into the house through the air. Just as he was about to check them from beginning to end, they were interrupted by a knock on the door.

Wu Xingxue was startled and said in surprise: We have guests. Are you out of bounds?

Falled.

Xiao Fuxuan was also quite surprised.

It stands to reason that with that barrier there, even if ordinary people on the street are curious, they will at most just walk outside their houses a few times and take a look, and they will not actually knock on the door to visit.

To be cautious, Xiao Fuxuan took the sword when he went to open the door.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, a similar scene happened again, scoring twice——

He didn't see the visitor at first glance, but he caught a glimpse of white in the corner of his eye, low and no more than leg height, right next to the wall.

Xiao Fuxuan turned around and saw a row of little boys in fairy robes standing against the wall. They all raised their heads and looked at him aggrievedly.

Xiao Fuxuan: ...

There were many little boys, but he knew there were twelve in total without counting. It's none other than the ones that Wu Xingxue used some tricks to forcefully stuff under the south window.

Xiao Fuxuan opened his mouth and was about to speak. The group of little boys used the stunts that had been tried and tested many times in the past——

They immediately surrounded Xiao Fuxuan, raised his face and opened his mouth to cry.

These little boys were all actors, and they didn't need any preparation when they cried. The tears came at the last moment, and all of them were heartbroken, and they babbled something inarticulately.

Xiao Fuxuan checked it out, and then he could barely tell that they were saying things like Sir, please don't drive us away and We will all be obedient from now on.

Xiao Fuxuan: ...

He had a headache from the yelling, and said something on his thin lips: No one will chase you away.

The little boys were silent for a moment, wiping away tears and staring at him, looking like they wanted to be happy but also a little suspicious.

The first... and the twelve little ones suddenly formed a stance of confronting each other at the door.

The little boys remained motionless and stared at him silently for a moment, confirming that he really didn't say anything to yell at anyone. They immediately smiled broadly, then squeezed past Tiansu's long straight legs and ran into the yard in a hurry.

***

Wu Xingxue originally wanted to ask Xiao Fuxuan, Who is the visitor?

However, those little ones were crying so hard that he knew what was going on as soon as he heard it and swallowed his questions immediately.

He suddenly felt like he was in another world, remembering the first time he met Xiao Fuxuan. But he quickly came back to his senses, because the row of children came in, and Tiansu who was following the children

The expression of an adult...

so funny.

Wu Xingxue watched Xiao Fuxuan enter the door with a smile. She responded with a hmm in a series of greetings that included sir and sir, and then asked with her mouth: How did they get here?

Xiao Fuxuan raised his hand and saw a talisman between his fingers: In order to find Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu, I put a spiritual talisman on the door...

Forgot to reveal it.

But the words I forgot to reveal them were swallowed back by Master Tiansu in a fit of temper. Lest these little boys who are actors feel that this trip is unnecessary and start crying again.

These little boys also had traces of Wu Xingxue's movements. The spirit-drawing talisman was as useful to Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu as it was to them.

But Xiao Fuxuan didn't expect that they were still there...

Wu Xingxue was also surprised.

But these little ones were very sensitive, so he couldn't ask directly, so he took a roundabout way: Where did you go after the immortals were gone?

The group of little boys immediately began to explain.

A little boy carries five square cups, three Ninghuai shirts, twelve little boys...that is Wu Wu Yang Yang.

Without asking any questions, they just explained everything.

Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan learned a lot from those words——

For example, the self-consistency of the present world began when Yun Hai died at the mouth of the evil demon. After that, the immortal city disappeared, and the evil demons raging in the world almost disappeared.

The demise of the Immortal City did not cause harm to the human world, but it still left some traces of the collision of spiritual energy on Taiyin Mountain, which once reached the sky.

In the following hundreds or even thousands of years, there would be occasional mountain fires in Taiyin Mountain because of those traces...

But those are things for later.

And all the remaining immortal spiritual energy that the human world could not bear flowed towards the south, where Zhaoye City should have been. However, according to the self-consistency, Zhaoye City has never existed. The same location is half wilderness and half pool.

Those fairy spirits rushed into the sea.

People are always keen on story-telling legends, and they will weave many stories if they catch a glimpse of them. In the stories, there are good and evil fairies and ghosts, and eternal love and hate.

In fact, sometimes things can go wrong, but the people themselves don't know it. For example... one of those rumors said that the sea in the south has extremely strong spiritual energy for some reason, and it might be able to wake up some beings sleeping deep in the sea.

But that’s also a story for another day.

Wu Xingxue asked the little boys, Where are those people in the Immortal Capital? Are they still there?

The little boy said hurriedly: When the immortal capital dispersed, they were all gone.

Wu Xingxue asked: How can I tell you that I'm missing?

The little boy couldn't tell clearly.

However, Xiao Fuxuan added: The Immortal Capital Lingtai is no longer there, and the Immortal Yuan should also return to nothingness.

Wu Xingxue nodded: It's almost the same.

Then maybe he has turned back into a cultivator.

The so-called disappearance does not necessarily mean death, it may just be returning somewhere in the world, doing the things they wanted to do at the beginning of their practice, and protecting the people they once wanted to protect.

***

Everything that has happened or existed is not without residue. Occasionally, traces can be heard in the few words spoken in the world. Including before self-consistency and after self-consistency.

Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan heard about it later.

It was half a month after they temporarily stayed in this long alley, they once walked across an arch bridge not far away. Wu Xingxue accidentally caught a glimpse of the carvings on the side of the arch bridge.

He paused in his steps and said Hey.

Xiao Fuxuan looked over there and saw three words Liuxian Bridge written on the bridge.

Wu Xingxue pointed to that place and said: Look at the word 'leave'. The traces of the stone chisel are newer, and there is still an edge that has not been polished, as if it was modified later.

He was naturally very good-looking, with bright eyebrows and a dashing demeanor when he spoke. His voice is as warm as a mountain, and it is easy for passers-by to look back.

A mother-in-law happened to be passing by with a bamboo basket on her arm. When she heard his words, she couldn't help but reply: This bridge has been renamed.

Wu Xingxue raised an eyebrow at Xiao Fuxuan and whispered, Look at my spiritual eyes.

He turned around and nodded to his mother-in-law, bowed lightly, smiled and called out: Mother-in-law.

...

Xiao Fuxuan turned his face away silently.

In the years this person has lived, hearing this mother-in-law's voice can make people's teeth hurt.

But Wu Xingxuehun didn't care and shouted smoothly: Why does this bridge need to be renamed?

The mother-in-law smacked her lips and said, The bridge builder changed it because he was dreaming.

Wu Xingxue: Really?

Yes, how many people watched it when it was being revised, said the mother-in-law. She said she dreamed of some fairy. She couldn't bear to see the people suffer, so she sang a ditty and jumped into the river. The bridge builder said he woke up After that, I couldn’t make up my mind and felt uncomfortable, so I went around talking to people.”

There are often blind fortune tellers in this area. The fortune tellers said that the name of the bridge should be changed. According to the dream, it was more suitable to stay with the immortal than to welcome the immortal. Later, it was changed.

Wu Xingxue was quite interested at first, but when she heard the fairy humming and jumping into the river, her interest faded away.

It's a wonderful taste...

Those sad past events are gone and have changed. For the common people, it is a storybook and a dream. But to Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan, it sounded more like a message from an old friend they heard occasionally.

He was a little stunned, but his mother-in-law thought that he was too young to believe in legends or miraculous miracles, so she dragged him and said, These things...

You still have to believe it when you have to believe it. Not to mention the bridge repairman, I have also met him, not in a dream, but in person.

Seen?

That's right! My mother-in-law had told it to many people, and she became more energetic when she mentioned it. I went to burn paper in the mountains once during the Qingming Festival. When I came down the mountain, it was a little late. I saw a person on the mountain road very far away. The shadow passed in a flash. I didn't see it clearly, but there was a particularly agile deer following behind that person.

deer?

Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan looked at each other, and they both thought of the same person.

Once upon a time in the vast immortal capital, there was only one person who always had an immortal deer by his side. They can never be called fairy friends, but they are closely related to the past that no one knows.

That was the former immortal head of Lingtai, Mingwu Huaxin.

***

In fact, the mother-in-law was not wrong, and they were not wrong either. The figure flashing across the mountains was indeed Mingwu.

It's just that after the demise of the Immortal City, there are no more immortal heads in the world, only the cultivator Hua Xin.

He has been traveling throughout the long years, looking for traces of a reincarnated person.

When Yun Hai died, he didn't have time to leave a mark on the other party's soul, and when he looked for it later, he found him in a sea of ​​people.

It took him more than two hundred years to find the man who had been reincarnated twice in a mountain city. The day the mother-in-law saw him was when he rushed to the mountain city.

It was a late autumn evening.

Hua Xin followed the magic talisman and hurriedly walked to the foot of the mountain city. He walked around two osmanthus trees in the wafting smoke and saw a rather straightforward house with a low firewood leaf surrounding a yard. There are wooden stakes commonly used by practitioners in the courtyard, all with traces of war. There is also a white porcelain wine bottle hanging on one of the wooden posts, tied randomly with a red thread, swaying slightly in the wind.

There are traces of people everywhere, but unfortunately the door is closed, there are no lights, and the owner of the house is not at home. Judging from the traces, he must have been away for some days, and I don’t know how long he will be wandering outside.

But Hua Xin's face had no strange color at all.

Because he had chosen this moment to look at an empty house.

It's hard to say what kind of mentality it is, maybe it's because I'm a little scared at the end.

It was an empty room, but he looked at it for a long time. He didn't even notice someone approaching on horseback on the dusty mountain road behind him.

By the time he heard it, the sound of horse hooves was already so close that it was too late to avoid it.

He turned around almost in panic and saw a long shadow flying towards him.

The man had already galloped past him, but he tugged on the reins a few steps away. As the horse's hooves were raised high, the seventeen-year-old boy on the horse turned to look at him, his eyes swept over the fairy deer, and he suddenly said: Are you... a fairy?