I Am Xianfan

The fierce white red sky fire stopped in mid-air for an instant, and did not fall towards the ghost banner.

In the stone cave retreat room, Old Ancestor Jiang's drooping eyelids were raised, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and his expression was shocked.

Xiao Ran! ?

For many years, no one dared to call him that.

Perhaps it was after he established a foundation to set up a family, or perhaps it was after he set foot on the golden core to become one of the elders. He couldn't remember anyone calling him that way.

And since he became the Yuanying monk, for five to six hundred years, Penglai Xianzong has only had the only respectful title of "Old Zu Jiang". It was so long that he almost forgot his name.

The ghost in this ghost banner is actually calling his nickname.

"you are?"

Hearing this girl's slightly childish voice, Old Ancestor Jiang always felt a familiarity.

He searched deep in his memory, traversing the traces of nearly a thousand years and years, searching for the source of this vaguely once-familiar sound memory among the thousands of figures that came to him.

Suddenly, a familiar shadow jumped out clearly from his long-term childhood memories. In Penglai Immortal Sect, she was an innocent girl like the elf in the empty valley, pure and innocent.

"Green!"

Old Zu Jiang suddenly woke up from his memory, unbelievable.

"boom!"

On the top of the sacred mountain, the heavy stone gate that closed the stone room was suddenly pushed aside.

Su Chen was pressed to the ground by the heavy pressure, could not help but reluctantly raised his head, looking in the direction of the stone cave in surprise. This old ancestor Jiang actually knew Zhuang Luyi?

An old man with white beard and golden robe, tall and tall, vaguely visible the Yushu when he was young, walking out of the closed room.

He looked extremely old, his face full of wrinkles, flushed with excitement, and tears flashed in his eyes.

Old Ancestor Jiang with an expression of great expectation, but worried about disappointment, looked nervously at the beckoning ghost flag, and said: "Lvyan...Sister! Is that you?...Are you still alive?"

The ghost banner swayed in mid-air, transforming into a phantom of the soul of a beautiful girl.

"Scared me to death! Fortunately, Xiao Ran, you are here. If you meet another Nascent Soul ancestor, Elder Jin Dan, my little life can't be kept!"

Zhuang Luyi looked around curiously and found that only Jiang Laozu, Su Chen, Wu Qiao and other three were present. He patted his chest with a guilty conscience and sat down on a stone chair under the fairy peach tree.

Although she used to be from Penglai Xianzong, now the monks in Xianzong have no friendship with her at all, and she is also very afraid, rushing out some Jindan monks to kill her if they disagree.

It really was her!

Old Ancestor Jiang suddenly opened his eyes, his expression trembling slightly.

It was the familiar figure thousands of years ago.

Jiang Dongran looked at Zhuang Lumei's phantom with tears in his eyes and a trance. He was instantly immersed in the dust of the past for nearly a thousand years.

At that time, he was still a ten-year-old ignorant boy in the Jiang family of Penglai Xianzong. He received strict training from the family since he was a child.

Once, he followed the elders of the Jiang family to visit the Zhuang family of the same clan for some reason, and accidentally met Zhuang Luyi, a 14-five-year-old girl from the Zhuang family.

The Zhuang family loves this Zhuang Luyi very much. She can't see the restraint that a family disciple should have. She is innocent and innocent. She is even more eccentric and mischievous. She can do whatever she wants, even if it causes trouble. The Clan Chief Zhuang never even ignored the teaching.

As soon as he saw it, he was shocked as a heavenly man, very envied and admired, and often sneaked out to play with Zhuang Luyi in Xianzong. Many aristocratic young men and women of the same age crowded around Zhuang Luyi.

Since then, I am ignorant of him, leaving an unforgettable figure of Miao Man early in my heart.

However, within two years, Zhuang Luyi disappeared from Penglai Xianzong and never appeared again.

Jiang Dongran's Nan Ke Yimeng when he was a boy, died early. At first, he thought that Zhuang Luyi was going out to practice, he also worked hard to cultivate, just to be able to see her again. The family arranged for him to get married, and he has been muffled and refused to agree.

But later, Jiang Dongran inquired from the Zhuang family that Zhuang Luyi was born with a disease, and even though the Zhuang family had a thousand methods, she could not save her life. In the last period of her life, Clan Chief Zhuang took her to live in seclusion and has passed away.

He got this bad news and even mourned for many years. That was the first time he knew the meaning of death, and the pain of a farewell, pained like a knife.

But life, after all, has to pass.

After Jiang Dongran worked hard and stepped into the realm of foundation building, under the arrangement of the family, he became a marriage with another daughter of the family, gave birth to children, and lived a stable life as usual.

The years are passing ruthlessly every day.

For more than a hundred years, he set foot on Jindan Avenue... ranked among the two hundred Jindan elders in Penglai, and inherited the position of the head of the Jiang family. In the next one or two hundred years, his parents, wife, children, relatives and old friends, and those familiar faces, passed away one by one.

More than three hundred years later, he steadily set foot on the realm of Yuan Ying and became one of the only ancestors in Penglai. In the hundreds of years that followed, his grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandsons passed away...he couldn't even remember those vague faces of his relatives, which were passed on to his descendants.

Thousands of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely grave, there is nowhere to say bleak

Even if they meet, they should not know, the dust is covered with dust, and the temples are like frost.

He often stood on the top of the sacred mountain of Penglai Xianzong, looking at the vast Penglai Xianzong, watching the changes in this world.

The vicissitudes of life, except for the countless Lingshan Mountain of Penglai Immortal Sect, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Countless cultivators, people coming and going, are very lively, but in the end they drifted away with the wind, and they all have already left.

Jiang Dongran also couldn't remember how many deceased people in the Penglai Immortal Sect had been sent away.

Only him and a few ancestors were left on this road of Xiuxian, walking alone.

By now, he is about to reach the end of his thousand-year life, and I am afraid that he will pass away in a few decades.

Today, I can see Zhuang Luyi, my old boy a thousand years ago.

Jiang Dongran looked moved, his eyes flushed, and a few old tears fell.

Before the death of the immortal, he could still see the old man he admired in his youth, and he had no regrets in his heart.

Sitting on the stone chair, Zhuang Luyi tilted Erlang's legs like a eldest sister, and carefully looked at the old ancestor Jiang Dongran in front of him. There was still a shadow of that restrained young man a few thousand years ago.

It's just weird. Why does he have red eyes and he is about to cry?

Zhuang Luyi said in surprise: "Hey, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, Xiao Ran, you have become an old man, why would you still cry? You have cultivated into Yuan Ying and become the ancestor of Penglai, amazing! My sister is really admired! "

Back then, Jiang Dongran, but a conscientious young man from a family, and the little kid behind her ass, was made to cry by her in every possible way. In order to be able to play with her, she even learned to lie to her parents, slipping out of the house in the name of learning spells.

Jiang Dongran couldn't help showing a bitter smile.

When I get old, I always feel sad, thinking about the past, always feeling sad.

He sat down on a stone chair next to the Wannianling Peach Tree, and shook his head, "Oh, since he was a child, he has been strict in his family, and he dare not slacken the slightest. For. Sister Luyi, I heard from the Zhuang family that you passed away thousands of years ago! How can you still live to the present?"

Zhuang Luyi snorted, glanced at Old Ancestor Jiang, and said with dissatisfaction: "Of course I was dead a long time ago. My father used a piece of eternal ice and kept it frozen in the water cave. I don't know what to do again. After alive, he became a ghost repairer. After finally returning to the sect, he was almost killed by you. When you met you wanted to kill me and scared me to death, you are not afraid of leaving a devil in your heart?"

"Sister Luyin, if I knew it was you, how dare I have the idea of ​​hurting you. If I had a way, I would save you from becoming a human race again, even at all costs. But you became a ghost race, and the soul was polluted by ghosts. Now... Except for reincarnation and reincarnation, there is no other way to get you back into the human race.

But this reincarnation will also be erased from the memory, which is equivalent to a complete new birth. Unless you reach the realm of transforming gods, you can retain a small amount of memories of previous lives and not be completely erased. "

Jiang Dongran smiled bitterly again and sighed.

If he had known that Zhuang Luyi was in Zhaoguifan, how could he have said that before killing her.

However, Zhuang Luyi's primordial spirit polluted the ghost energy, and eventually became a ghost cultivator. After all, he was different from the human immortal cultivator. This transformation is irreversible.

"Sister Luyin, what's the matter with this person? How can you be sealed in his ghost banner?"

Old Ancestor Jiang glanced at Su Chen indifferently and asked.

"After I was born, I accidentally ran into the younger monk of Penglai Xianzong, fought with him, beat him down, and then borrowed his flags to stay. Otherwise, my golden core ghost cultivation body , It’s hard to find a place to hide."

Zhuang Luyi glanced at Su Chen, and boasted that her face was not red and heartbeat, and she didn't mention her dignified golden core ghost repair, but was defeated by the foundation cultivator and was captured and sealed alive.

That's shameful and unbelievable.

To be honest, when she was first sealed by Su Chen with ghost banners, she hated to die and live, and she wished to kill him immediately.

But in the next few months, Su Chen often went out to sea to hunt some sea monster beasts to give her the vitality, and let her practice in the ghost banner, which was no worse than her working hard to obtain vitality to cultivate.

She changed her thoughts, this is also very good, there is a place to live, and it will not delay her cultivation.

A ghost cultivating alone in the Shenzhou cultivating world is free and free from any restrictions. However, her ghost spirit is too heavy, it is easy to reveal her identity, it is inevitable that she will be chased by other immortal cultivators. Maybe she will be killed by some Jindan cultivators, but not everyone will let her survive.

With Su Chen, the Penglai Immortal Sect's foundation-building disciple, hiding in the banner, and being isolated and protected by the two layers of gourd and Xumijie, she is safer, even the elder Jin Dan can hardly find it.

If it hadn't been for Jiang Dongran, the ancestor of the horrible Nascent Soul, her breath would not be discovered, showing her feet.

"Oh I got it."

Old Ancestor Jiang nodded slightly, his expression slowed, and he relieved Su Chen's weight. Zhuang Luyi's remarks sounded reasonable, and there was nothing wrong with them.

"Xie Pao!"

Su Chen suddenly felt light on his body, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stood up, staying aside honestly, not daring to talk at will.

When Laozu Jiang and Zhuang Luyi knew each other, they wouldn't do anything to her.

But he didn't have any friendship with the old ancestor. Who knows what this old ancestor Jiang will do to him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ old ancestor Jiang was silent for a while, considering how to deal with the matter. He wanted Zhuang Luyi to stay, but this was not a long-term solution.

As the ancestor of Penglai, he certainly can give shelter without caring about the eyes of others.

But after his decades of life expired, the lamp was extinguished, and after all, he could not always shelter Zhuang Luyi, who was a golden core ghost repair.

After his death, the other ancestors should come back, and they have no friendship with Zhuang Luyi. Even if it's on his face, she won't be embarrassed. But it's not easy to be watched.

This Penglai Immortal Sect, after all, is not the place where Zhuang Luyi stays for a long time.

You have to think about it differently and arrange it properly.

Old Ancestor Jiang couldn't help but stared at Su Chen. The fifth-tier cultivator who was able to climb to the top of the sacred mountain and received a recommendation from the Penglai Xianzong was considered to have some potential, but his cultivation level was too weak.

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