The only way

Chapter 647

The woman who was full of laughter suddenly fell silent, and almost immediately attracted the attention of Zhushe, a man and a beast.

Sangzi was born in slavery and was good at observing words and demeanor.

At the beginning of the Qingtian contract, he is even more sensitive to the ups and downs of his master's mood.

At the moment when Lingchu's expression changed slightly, Qingkong felt the ups and downs of emotions from his master for the first time.

Although the emotional ups and downs were only for a short moment, they calmed down, leaving only faint fluctuations.

But it was enough to surprise Qing Kong, a greasy and fragrant spiritual chicken drumstick in his hand landed on the jade white bowl with a clang.

Sang Zi raised his hand to pour wine and also paused in the air, slowly raised his eyes to look opposite.

Two pairs of eyes, just looking at Lingchu like this.

Lingchu's divine sense glanced over and over again from the depths of the storage bracelet on his wrist.

The froze expression on his face gradually calmed down, and the corners of his lips that were originally raised slowly flattened, and his expression became a little unpredictable, and he didn't know whether it was trance or sadness in his eyebrows and eyes.

"Sangzi, someone told me that the world is vast and infinite, and all things in the world are born with spirits. You should go and see it to make this life worthwhile." Lingchu's expression was difficult to distinguish, but his voice was rare, "It's never too late to regret it. "

"Cultivate well, Sangzi, on the peak of the Great Dao, Yu Yu walks alone, it's not so sad."

After finishing the words, Lingchu drank all the wine in his hand, not a single drop was left.

Immediately got up, took a look at Qingkong, said in a low voice, "Qingkong, transform into original form."

Qingkong glanced regretfully at the crispy leg meat on the white jade porcelain plate, but the moment Lingchu finished speaking, he quickly got up and jumped into the air. Cloud, but majestic and domineering white tiger.

The white tiger shrugged its shoulder blades, and a pair of snow-white wings emerged as if covering the sky and covering the sun.

Qingkong, who was in the golden core realm, didn't grow too much in size, but the golden king character on his forehead became thicker, and the strange-colored tiger eyes glared full of fierceness.

Lingchu tipped his toes, his body was like a breeze, and suddenly landed on Qingkong's back.

Sitting sideways, the green clothes fluttered among the clouds.

He reached out and patted Qing Kong's back lightly, "Fly to the southeast, at full speed."

The voice is faint but majestic.

Clear Sky fluttered its wings, and the True Disciple Token on Lingchu's waist shone with faint brilliance, layer upon layer of large formations opened a way for Clear Sky.

The cloud follows the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

In the clear sky of Jindan Realm, the speed at which he can fly at full strength is already horrifying.

But in an instant, only Sangzi was left in this leisurely bamboo house in the forest, and the table was full of mess.

Sangzi looked into the distance, seeing Lingchu and Qingkong disappearing into the sky, his brows and eyes were full of worry.

Something must have happened to make Lingchu lose his composure like this.

Looking back to the table again, Sangzi lifted the jug in his hand, filled one for himself, and drank it down with his head raised like a spirit.

When the wine in the cup was exhausted and the cup fell to the table, Sangzi's delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of determination.

In the past, she dared to fight for a way out.

Today, she also dares to fight for the immortality of the Dao.

The sleeves brushed across the table, neat as ever.

Sangzi looked back at the sky, the sky was blue and the wind was light.

The monk's wealth is all on his body, and he can really embark on a journey of travel without taking a cloud with him with a wave of his hand.

But in just half a day, for the first time, the independent and secluded house on Taiqing Mountain was completely empty except for the majestic formation.

At this time, Lingchu and Qingkong had already flown out of the Sanqing Daozong, and the rampage that soared all the way up really surprised many disciples of the Sanqing Daozong.

The elders guarding the mountain were shocked a lot.

Once out of the mountain gate, the wings of the clear sky fluttered, and even a few miles away in an instant, even a monk's eyes could only catch a faint afterimage.

Qingkong didn't know where he was going to fly to, but the master said he was going to fly to the southeast, so he kept flying to the southeast without stopping.

Day and night, rain or shine.

He could feel that the master's mood at the moment was very low, a depression that Qingkong had never felt from the master.

Low to sad.

After flying for half a month, Lingchu, who sat on Qingkong's back like a stone statue, finally spoke.

"A little bit to the east."

After finishing speaking, Lingchu lowered her head again, this time, a box appeared in her hand.

Rubbing the surface of the box, Qingkong could feel that the owner's mood seemed to be a little lower.

For a while, Qingkong became more worried.

"Don't worry, I'm just... in a daze for a while."

Qingkong can feel Lingchu's emotions, and Lingchu can naturally feel Qingkong's emotions.

"This box contains a fate card," Lingchu's eyes slowly flowed out, apart from sadness, there is also a touch of warmth and reminiscence, "It is very important to me, very important, very important people."

She used three in a row and it was important.

click.

The lock was easily opened, revealing a pair of delicate jade tablets inside.

The jade tablet placed on top was carved with a beautiful and beautiful lotus flower, with a drop of blood in the center of the jade tablet.

At this moment, this jade tablet, from the middle, cracked one after another.

Yubai's fingertips were slightly cold, but the jade plaque was full of warmth.

At the beginning of the spirit, he brushed the fine cracks on the surface of the jade tablet, even though he knew that the fate tablet was very hard, he was still cautious.

"I have kept this fate card for decades, and now, it...has been showing cracks."

As Lingchu said this, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

This fate card was left by Huanniang when she left.

For so many years, no matter how far Lingchu has gone, he still has the confidence to be fearless.

However, it is about to break.

The card of fate is broken, and the master of life dies.

Huanniang is already hovering on the edge of life and death.

But at the beginning of Lingling, he could only follow the position where the life card began to shatter, non-stop for a moment, and rush over at the fastest speed regardless of everything.

Must, must, must find Huanniang before the life card is completely shattered.

How could they, how could they, never even say a word of farewell, and never see each other again.

Needless to say the rest, Qing Kong was only slightly silent, and then vigorously flapped his wings again, even using his four legs, as if stepping on wind and clouds, and his speed vaguely increased a little.

Lingchu didn't close the lid, but hugged the box tightly, and touched the back of Qingkong's neck softly.

"Thank you."

How sad it is to go up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan, and the two places are gone.

Nine days are blue and dark, blue is falling and yellow spring is falling.

Lingchu has heard it many times, but she has never heard of the way to reach the sky, let alone the way to the underworld.

So, be sure to catch up.

"Shangqiongbi falls to Huangquan, and the two places are indistinct. Suddenly, there is a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain is in the void. The pavilion is exquisite and five clouds rise, and there are many fairies in it."

"Where is Yi, you see."

　Dragon Boat Festival Ankang!Hey, today doesn't seem to be the right time to pass blades?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)