The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

In the opened eyelids, what seemed to be eyeballs was extremely dark and seemed to float endlessly.

"Mother...zi..." The young man in gray robe opened his mouth, but the next moment, he shook his head again, "No...it's...Miss..."

This voice has an indescribable, strange texture.

The moment the gray-robed man made his voice, Yuehua felt dizzy again. He never heard what the man said, but he felt that this man was a little familiar.

Where have you seen it?

This person is so strange, if he has seen it, why can't he remember it?

The gray-robed man moved again, his "eyeballs" turned stiffly and landed on the few Jindan cultivators behind Yuehua. He frowned slightly as if he had seen something dirty.

Then, he stretched out a finger and tapped it out.

The faces of those Jindan cultivators were even more ugly, and the whole person suddenly seemed to be inflated, swelled suddenly, and then exploded with a "bang".

Only the corpse was left, falling from the sky.

This young man in gray robe, what a terrifying power!

Hu Xue'er was a little scared, she grabbed Yuehua's sleeve and shivered.

She opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound. She only felt that her mind was full of weird noises. If she listened carefully... She passed out and was firmly grasped by Yuehua.

This is not the same drop.

The gray-robed young man raised his arm and made a "grabbing" motion.

At the same time, Yuehua, as if caught by something, swooped down involuntarily, and then, impartially, stopped at the place where he and the gray-robed man were three feet together.

Here, Yuehua feels even more strange.

Around him, there was clearly no coercion or anything blocking him, but he seemed to be in a deep water—the water was not a real current, but a floating emotion, even if he held Yuan Shouyi, Still able to perceive a deep sadness, trying to infuse him with qiáng, as well as the soaring hatred, deep-rooted longing, endless regret...

These emotions are very thin, but at this moment, he is really affected by this ubiquitous emotion that surrounds him, and the whole person is a little stunned.

No matter how calm Yuehua was on weekdays, she couldn't help but be shocked at this time.

He seemed to be trapped in his own body, although he could perceive the scene outside, and even though he knew that he seemed to be controlled by many strong emotions, he couldn't react and couldn't break free——

Who is this person? What the hell is he doing!

The gray-robed man didn't move. After Yuehua was captured by him, he stopped walking, but sat on a rock, carefully holding a black air mass, and whispered to him.

"Like your mother-in-law..."

"but not……"

"Catch him, will your mother come?"

"I miss... I miss... I regret... I regret..."

"Catch him, he will come..."

"This time... I didn't admit my mistake..."

Yuehua's intelligence was still there, and as he got closer, he finally heard what the gray-robed man said.

But when he really heard it clearly, he was even more shocked.

No confession, regret, mother... how could this be?

When he had guesses in his heart, he looked at the gray-robed man again, and finally recognized it slowly.

This is the scholar who was deceived and cut off his fate with his younger brother. He should be a mortal. Now he should rebuild his house, re-marry his wife and have children, and display his ambitions in the mortal world.

He clearly has no love for Yan Hua, why is he talking like he is missing Yan Hua?

And that air mass.

Yuehua has an infinite number of years, and has a long memory. There are many things that he can't remember, but once he really sees it, he can remember it.

Although the air mass is black, it condenses into the shape of a fetus, which is clearly an infant soul! Moreover, it is the baby soul that has already formed the baby spirit!

Thinking about the scholar's words again, if this baby soul wants to call Yan Hua's mother, is he, is he the poor child who failed to give birth and disappeared?

Yuehua was still suppressed by the boundless clarity like làngcháo, but his fingers slowly curled up.

Are you still alive... Or is it being reunited by someone?

No, even the master can't do it...

Yuehua was surprised and suspicious, and her mood was very moving.

Why did this scholar become like this, is this kid, this kid real or fake?

By this time, his other hand was still holding on to Hu Xue'er, but he didn't think about his own safety anymore.

On the treasure ship, the interior of the first-class cabin is very well set up. It is not the first time for Xu Ziqing to cross the sea by boat, but the last time was in a small world. The spirit ship seems to be nothing.

Yun Lie was sitting cross-legged on the couch, Xu Ziqing glanced at his senior brother, and there was a smile in his eyes.

He still remembered that at that time, the senior brother had not yet touched the soul of the sky, but during that journey, the senior brother had accompanied him on the journey.

Chapter 601 Northern Territory

Xu Ziqing was a little nostalgic, and couldn't help being interested. He glanced at his senior brother and said with a smile: "I am really happy to see this treasure ship when I first went back to the treasure boat. It's a pity that I can't go out with 'Brother Yun' to enjoy the magnificent seascape.

Really sorry. "

Yun Lie raised his eyes, his eyes moved slightly: "You can go alone."

Seeing that Senior Brother also remembered it, Xu Ziqing became more and more happy, and continued to answer: "No matter how wonderful the scenery is, if you can only enjoy it alone, what's the point of interest?"

Yun Lie stood up: "I am in the precepts, and I can also reward you with me."

Xu Ziqing's face was gentle: "Then go together?"

Yun Lie walked to his junior brother's side, and his expression softened slightly: "Let's go together."

Xu Ziqing couldn't help laughing. He grabbed Yun Lie's sleeve with one hand and pulled him out of the cabin door.

Yun Lie glanced at him and did what he wanted.

The two hurried a few steps and came to the deck.

The first one, the first one, and the second book guarded outside the door. With the cultivation base of the two of them in the Mahayana period, they were very keen, and they had already heard all the words of the two young masters. It's just that I can understand it, but I don't understand it. I just feel that the two of them are playing some kind of riddle, and they seem to have an indescribable tenderness and lingering memories.

This is indeed...a reminder of the past.

The dialogue just now was also Xu Ziqing's first time to go out to sea and saw the magnificent sea view for the first time.

Later, Yun Lie and him enjoyed the scenery together in the end, but it was only one person who was in the middle and one person who was not. It was always lacking.

Today is different.

At this time, Yun Lie had already returned to his original body, and the two of them were no longer the lowly cultivators they used to be. Even in Xu Ziqing's eyes, the "Brother Yun" who was incomparably powerful was just a sword cultivator in the Yuan Dynasty.

Where can it compare to now, the two not only became senior brothers early, but also got married and became partners, and they broke through the realm again and again... Xu Ziqing wanted to catch up with "senior brother" in the past, and now, he has finally caught up.

Now that I re-entered this scene similar to that of the past, not only was my mood very different, but I made up for all my regrets, and even my mood was more open and joyful.

"Brother Yun" enjoys the scenery with him physically, and Xu Ziqing no longer has to mutter to himself only at the cold ring.

Xu Ziqing pulled Yun Lie to the rail of the boat, let go of his cuff, and took his hand.

Although the cultivator's memory was originally very strong, but the senior brother just realized his intentions, and he was willing to deal with him after the dialogue of the year... which made him so warm that it was hard to say.

He only thought in his heart: this life is accompanied by a senior brother, even if there are still many hardships ahead, even if the death calamity fails to disintegrate the primordial spirit, he is already satisfied.

Yun Lie also seemed to be aware of Xu Ziqing's thoughts, he raised his other hand slightly and stroked it from Xu Ziqing's hair.

Even if he doesn't like to talk too much, he still doesn't have a few words, but all his thoughts are in this caress... and there is no need for words.

This time, it was different from the previous year when there were sea shòu blocking and scheming tricks, the treasure ship broke through the wind, split the vast sea water, and traveled through the sea very quickly, and it was two days earlier than originally estimated. , to reach the shore of the Northern Territory.

It is also a huge pier, but on this pier, it is far less orderly than the pier in the Eastern Region.

It's... noisy.

On the road paved with huge stone slabs, there are hundreds of monks dressed in shabby clothes, each holding a one-foot-long iron plate in their hands, looking left and right, and when they see someone disembarking from the treasure boat, they quickly They crowded over, and got close to some of the passengers who seemed to be able to talk more, with their faces full of ingratitude and attentiveness.

Xu Ziqing glanced at it. Most of these people were cultivators of the Immortal Dao, and their cultivations were about the first, second, third and fourth levels of Qi Refining, and their temperament was not very good. In addition, there are a lot of people who seem to be very strong, but they are all squatting on the edge of the pier. They are just mortals, but once they see a monk who is entangled with the guests who have disembarked, they will immediately swarm over and drag them away. , and the cultivator did not resist.

This kind of scene seems a bit strange, and for some reason, people can't help sighing in their hearts.

Farther away, there are many shops and the like, which are densely located on the long street that leads directly to the pier. From a distance, only a few shadows can be seen in the front, but it is even more lively inside.

In front of Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie, not many people dared to come.

It's not that no one wants to come, it's that Yun Lie is born with a cold look, and it looks so hard to provoke. These cultivators have seen so many people, so they won't come to the bad - even if Xu Ziqing looks gentle, but his body also emits light. A sense of alienation.

This is because the realm is too much higher than others, and even if some emotions are not deliberately expressed, they can still be vaguely exuded in the momentum, and they can be noticed.

One person, one person, two people walked forward and one person retreated, separating the front and rear crowds respectively, so as not to let them get on the bodies of the two young masters, and they had been star slaves for many years in the great world of Qianyuan, but they also I have never seen such a scene before - the attitude of these monks is actually a bit more humble than that of mortals.

Sure enough, it is a prosperous place for the magic way, so has the immortal way been suppressed to such a degree?

Xu Ziqing could also see that there were some monks wearing different cassocks on both sides facing each other. One of them was similar to the one who manipulated the treasure ship, and it was the disciple of the Immortal Sect of Flying Dragon who controlled the treasure ship. The magic power is probably the demon disciple of the giant sect in the northern region - but the specific magic sect cannot be known for a while. I only saw that occasionally when the demonic Taoist seemed to be about to move, some Xianmen disciples looked at him angrily and suppressed him, but if the monk who was favored by the evil Taoist had already walked across the pier and went to the middle of the long street, this demon The disciples followed, and the disciples of the Flying Dragon Immortal Sect only frowned and did not follow.