Immortal Voices

The towering peaks into the clouds stand, the surrounding sky is flickering with aura, and the aura is abundant. Occasionally you can see Jianguang pierce the sky. This is where Xuanhua Mountain is located.

Xuanhuashan is the most prestigious sword repair school in the world. Yu Xiaomen is alongside it, but Yu Xiaomen is a gathering place for the practitioners of law.

If the holy mountain is a holy place in the eyes of a monk, then Xuanhua Mountain and Yuxiaomen are holy places in the eyes of mortals.

At this time, the head of Xuanhuashan was sitting in a practice room to heal the children in front of him.

After he received the merits, the big disciple Yang Ming placed the child lightly on the bed and asked, "Master, you don't look well. Is there anything wrong with this child?"

Tsinghua real person stood up and looked at the child on the bed, and sighed, "When I was brought back to her by Shiqiao Qiao, the entire Shiqiao Qiao had been burned to death by a fire. Only this child was alive. When she was just treated for her injury, The teacher discovered that all her meridians were damaged, all her internal organs were injured, and she was injured at all. "

"Master said, this child cannot cultivate?" Yangming asked in surprise.

Qinghua real person turned and walked to the window. It seemed that the child was standing dead in front of the tombstone with a dead body: "The teacher will do her best to heal her injury, but even if she can cultivate, she can only practice warming. You can't practice swords in order to raise your body. "

Shaking his head, Qinghua truly said, "Just as long as I'm still alive, she will be my third disciple, your little sister."

Yang Ming had no objection to his master's decision: "Yes, Master."

At this moment, the two sensed the fluctuations in the breath of the bed and looked back, only to see that the child on the bed had opened his eyes.

When Rong Xian woke up, she felt very comfortable and even her injuries were relieved. She looked at the white veil above her head, blinked blankly, and changed places after waking up. got used to.

Looking sideways, the young man who had previously met in Shiqiaoyu was standing in front of her.

"Are you awake, is there any more discomfort?" Tsinghua asked softly.

Rong Xian shook her head, and her clear eyes were full of doubts: "Where is this?"

Tsinghua's real person touched her forehead and found that it was no longer hot, so she replied: "This is Xuanhua Mountain, and you will live here in the future."

Xuanhua Mountain? The only sword repair school outside.

"My name is Tsinghua. What will you call my master in the future?" Tsinghua's real person suddenly thought that he didn't know the name of the young apprentice and asked quickly.

Rong Xian struggled to get up to salute, and was pressed by a real person from Tsinghua University: "You are not in good condition, you should lie down first, as a teacher, you don't care about those false gifts."

After lying down, Rong Xian said with joy, "Back to Master, my name is Rong Xian."

She had already left a place to stay, and Tsinghua lived in to take her in. It was really dozing off and sending her pillow.

"Rong Xian, Wuxin is easy to breathe, it is easy to get around, this name is good and very Zen." Qinghua real person touched her head and said, "This is the only thing left by your loved ones to you." After that, Master wo n’t give you your channel number. "

Rong Xian bent her eyes and nodded with a smile.

After Qinghua's real person left with his great disciple Yang Ming, Rong Xian sat up, her eyes narrowed, her lips raised, inexplicably giving a sense of warmth and purity.

"It seems that you don't have to leave again in a short time." Her ending rose, clearly the same voice, a slight change, but it was completely different from the previous goodness, but it was a bit evil.

In another area, Holy Mountain Haotian Xianzong.

"Yu Xiu, you must run fast and don't look back."

Who, who is talking.

"Yu Xiu, you promised me that if I'm not here, you must live well ..."

Are you talking to me?

"Yu Xiu, you must protect the two stone dolls."

Stone doll? !! I will, I will definitely protect it.

"Yu Xiu, live, you must live ..."

Who are you and who are you

The boy on the bed opened his eyes violently, and a hint of cinnabar on his brows became even more red, which made him a little more noble and extraordinary.

He stepped down from the bed, watching the scenery outside the window, and took out two little stone men from the purse around his neck subconsciously, with a doubt in his eyebrows, and murmured softly: "Yu Xiu ... are you calling me? You Who is it? "

In a blink of an eye, he forgot the scene of his dream.

"Long stay, your body is good, why stand at the window to blow hair again." A woman in a complex green dress came in with a medicine bowl in her hand and looked at him gently.

The child put the little stone man back and came up to the woman and asked, "Sister Fanhe, do you know why Master gave me this name?"

Fan He put the medicine bowl on the table and thought for a while, and said, "After the suzerain brought you back, you found that you have lost memory, and your performance was too premature. Shou and Hui are bound to hurt, so the lord will keep your name for a long time, it is difficult to stay in the world, and the immortal road is permanent. I hope you can live in peace and security.

She touched the child's head and said, "The lord asks you and his surname to want you to inherit his mantle, well, you are still young, don't think about it so much now, drink medicine first."

Shen Jiuliu nodded, took the medicine bowl and drank it.

"It's amazing. I won't be afraid to drink medicine for a long time." Fan He praised.

Shen Jiu left consciously and said, "Xiao Xian is not afraid to drink medicine."

After speaking suddenly, who is Xiaoxian?

"Kujiu, who are you talking about? Are you your former friends?" Fan He asked in confusion.

Shen Jiuliu shook his head. There was a hole in his heart that could not be filled. His voice was awkward: "I don't remember ..."

He didn't remember anything, but the sound in his dream made him feel overwhelming grief.

As long as he thought he didn't remember that person, he couldn't get rid of the deep apology and pain in his heart. It seemed that he had promised to protect that person but failed to do so.

"Long stay, what are you doing, look at your face, isn't it uncomfortable?" Fan He touched his little face and asked worriedly.

Shen Jiu Liu took a step back and shook his head and said, "I just can't think of the past, I feel a little sad."

Fan He said in a soft voice, "Don't be sad. Did n’t the lord have said it? You will only lose memory if you receive a huge stimulus. When your cultivation becomes higher in the future, you will naturally remember what you used to be."

Shen Jiu Liu nodded: "I know Sister, I will work hard to cultivate."

"Brother." A clear voice came.

Shen Jiuliu looked back, the little girl with two pigtails poked his head out of the door and looked at him, a pair of glittering eyes full of curiosity.

Langzhong, as if there was the same girl crying warmly: "Yu Xiu."

"Sister." Shen Jiu stayed back to God only to find that the girl had no idea when he had come to himself.

Shenjiu asked in wonder: "Are you?"

Fan He smiled and said, "This is the elder granddaughter Lily of the Valley, and also worshipped at the gate of the suzerain, and started two days earlier than you."