Extreme Eternal Demon

Deep in Huayun Mountain.

Liushan Valley.

After a heavy rain, flowers bloom.

Insects and birds are happy.

The water droplets sparkled on the leaves of the flowers and trees.

It seems to be a pearl.

As a gust of wind blows, water drops fall.

Thin ripples formed in the stream below.

Look into the distance along the clear stream.

Two newly erected tombs.

They are side by side.

Freshly picked flowers are placed in front of each.

The names of Hua Liufeng and Hua Yunsu were written on the stone tablets erected in front of the graves.

Opposite the stone tablet, sat a woman in white.

Black gauze wraps around the arms.

Mourning ribbons and hair.

Although her eyebrows were still delicate and graceful, there was only slow sadness in her eyes.

She is the head wife.

Neon clothes.

Since waking up from a coma that day, she has been silent.

Don't say a word to anyone.

Every morning when I wake up, I come to these two tombs and play piano music.

Until the sun sets.

Go back alone again.

Today, it is still the case.

Buzz!

She lifted the piano she was carrying behind her back and placed it flat in front of her knees.

This piano is simple and simple.

There are only four strings in the middle, which is different from the Qin in the Central Plains.

The two sides are carved with the pattern of an eagle spreading its wings.

The strings are hooked together with eagle claws.

If you move it slightly, there will be a sonorous sound.

It lacks the elegance of Zhongyuan Qin.

But there is a bit more roughness and coldness that cannot be concealed.

This is a four-stringed stone harp.

Ni Yunshang's natal piano.

He has been by her side since she started practicing piano skills.

Buzz!

Green fingers flicked, and a low and sad voice rippled through the forest.

The wind seemed to slow down.

The flowers, plants and trees also seemed to be a bit depressed.

Even the insects and birds stopped moving, as if feeling the sadness.

Ni Yunshang closed her eyes.

Two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down his cheeks.

The difference between life and death.

From then on, I was alone.

The saddest thing in the world is this.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The anger and hatred in my heart gradually replaced the sadness.

The ten fingers that pluck the strings are like phantoms.

The sound of the piano became sonorous and powerful.

The vegetation, branches and leaves around Niyun Shang were shattered by the energy brought about by the sound of the piano.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, a series of piano sounds seemed to reach their limit.

Then, indescribable wind blades roared around, and explosions were heard everywhere.

"God, why do you do this to me?"

boom!

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped!

Ni Yunshang suddenly raised his head, stared at the sky with his scarlet eyes, and roared at the top of his lungs.

And the tears flowed even more freely.

She was really heartbroken.

"Master's wife."

At this moment, Li Wuyou walked out from behind.

Head.

He is the second master of all the disciples of the Huajian Sect.

Therefore, Li Wuyou can call Ni Yunshang his master's wife.

He walked to Ni Yunshang's side.

First, he bowed slightly to the tombs of Hua Liufeng and Hua Yunsu.

Then, he turned to look at Ni Yunshang and whispered,

"I came here to..."

"I know."

Ni Yunshang didn't wait for Li Wuyou to finish, and directly put up the four-stringed stone harp, and she also stood up.

A cold light flashed in his eyes.

The voice was cold.

"I agree to go to the desert and settle all these grievances with White Wolf."

A few days ago.

Several elders have successively explained the whole story to Ni Yunshang clearly as well as the current situation.

She also knows how to do it.

Therefore, before Li Wuyou could speak, she had already agreed.

"are you ready?"

Ni Yunshang turned her head and asked with a bit of sharpness in her eyes.

"Ready."

Li Wuyou took a deep breath, then knelt on one knee in front of Ni Yunshang, cupped his hands and said,

"Please rest assured, Master."

"On this trip, I will completely eradicate the White Wolf and avenge the death of the master and senior sister."

"The nurse must also be considerate."

Ni Yunshang lowered her head and glanced at Li Wuyou, then nodded slightly.

"It is the Huajian Sect's blessing to have a disciple like you. He will be able to rest in peace even if there is knowledge under the spring."

After saying that, Ni Yunshang turned around and walked out of the valley with her ukulele on her back.

Li Wuyou looked at the still charming figure and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He stood up.

Followed behind Ni Yunshang.

When he finally walked out of the valley, he turned around and glanced at the two lonely graves deep in the valley.

The smile on that face became even stronger.

"I will take good care of my wife."

He thought to himself.

…

That evening.

The sunset reflects the sky.

The tired bird returns to its nest.

Lu Zhongyun came to Li Wuyou with three boxes.

Li Wuyou hasn't seen him in the past few days.

Of course, Li Wuyou also knew.

Lu Zhongyun left the sect and went to find Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm himself.

After more than half a month passed, the latter finally came back before he left.

The gray hair is even drier than before going down the mountain.

Clutter.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to be deeper.

Full of traces of wind and frost.

The robe that was always neat and clean also looked a little messy at this time.

And dirt.

He looked tired and exhausted.

You can imagine how hard it was to search all over the south of the Yangtze River to find the silver frost tiger silkworm.

However, there was no dissatisfaction in his eyes.

There is only burning anticipation.

"Grandson, we old bones have tried our best."

Lu Zhongyun coughed lightly and sent the three black boxes in front of Li Wuyou.

His voice was filled with some hoarseness, and he said,

"Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm takes seven hundred years to grow. It's so hard to find. There are only three of them in the entire Jiangnan, and they are all here."

Li Wuyou took the box.

Open the lid gently.

Inside were three dead silkworm corpses.

About as long as two thumbs.

The whole body is silver, as if it has been coated with a layer of frost.

Underneath the frost, there is a series of lines that vaguely look like the character "王".

This is the tiger stripe.

"Grandpa, thank you for your hard work."

Li Wuyou gently closed the lid, and then sincerely handed Lu Zhongyun his hand.

When he inquired about the Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm before, he knew how rare it was.

A kind of precious silkworm produced in Changbai Mountain, Liaodong.

Hundreds of years of incubation.

A hundred years of breaking the shell.

Centennial larvae.

Then, it eats wind, frost, rain and snow for four hundred years and grows into an adult.

It has a very strong medicinal effect on people in the martial arts who practice foreign martial arts.

Generally speaking, they are acquired by people from the Endless Suffering Land.

Very few can spread outside.

Three.

It should be the limit of the entire Jiangnan.

"You don't need to be so polite with grandpa."

Lu Zhongyun patted Li Wuyou on the shoulder, with ardent expectations in his tone, and said,

"This time, you have gone through life and death for the Huajian Sect and the Jiangnan Wulin. It is only right that we do this for you."

"Oh, right."

Halfway through.

Lu Zhongyun suddenly remembered something again and carefully took out a pill from his arms.

Blood red.

The halo surging on the surface looked like a flame.

The medicinal aroma is particularly strong.

"I got this from a Shaolin monk who accidentally helped me thirty years ago."

"Shaolin's Great Return Pill."

"As long as the injury is not too fatal, I can save your life."

"Grandpa originally left it for himself to extend his life. Haha, now I give it to you. You are my grandfather's life!"

With that said, Lu Zhongyun handed the elixir into Li Wuyou's hands.

Eyes burning.

The tone was earnest.

"Thank you, grandpa."

Li Wuyou bowed deeply.