The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Yunying can understand this change, because people are afraid of loneliness after all. All normal monks understand the meaning of loneliness from the prosperity, but they pursue longevity and strength alone, and reconciliation in this process depends on the situation. , See if you want to find a suitable Taoist companion to ease your loneliness.

But it was different for Geng Jiu, his existence was not determined by his own will from the very beginning.

He had no choice, and from the very beginning, he was in boundless loneliness.

Even though the covenant with Cui Zun was based on a transaction, and even though the two never had any in-depth exchanges, being accompanied by someone is ultimately different from walking alone.

The same is probably true for Cui Zun. It has been wrapped in death for too long, and has been disconnected from the outside world for too long. Day after day, it can only wait for death in despair. Geng Jiu took him away, although it may not be able to fulfill the promise Let his Mu Xin germinate and grow again, and let him turn into the jade branch Xiuhua in the past, but one thing is certain from the time the contract is signed.

He no longer has to wait to die, no longer to despair, no longer to be alone.

So they are bound to be friends.

Although at this time one of them has no name and the other only has a code name.

Although the Qingling tribe is named Qingling, judging from their architectural style, they are not the kind of immortals who eat wind and drink dew, but rather like luxury, exquisiteness and splendor.

The pavilions are all built against the mountain, and they gather and disperse from time to time, which looks very casual.Geng Jiu searched each building seriously, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Yunying also felt something was wrong.

Cui Zun didn't notice anything wrong, but sighed: "Things are different, people are different. When my pollen floated here thousands of years ago, the street in front was still bustling with people."

Geng Jiu didn't speak, just looked at the furniture in front of him.

This is a woman's boudoir, with soft water-blue curtains covering Babu's bed, the wind blows in from the window lattice, and the curtain is lifted slightly, revealing the dragon pattern cloud teeth on Chengchen.

Geng Jiu focused his eyes on the quilt, where there was an exquisite bamboo embroidery basket, which contained embroidery thread and scissors in a mess.

The embroidery shed pressed down on the silk thread, crimping the white silk tightly.On the white silk is a half-embroidered blue bird. The thin needle rests quietly on the blue bird's eyes. It is not inserted into the thread, but lying on the thread. There is also a half-length pea-green silk thread in the nose of the needle.

It was as if the woman was threading the needle quietly, when suddenly she lost her strength, the embroidery shed and the needle fell from her hands at the same time, and the woman did not pick it up again for no reason.

No strength, no way to pick up the embroidery shed, but she didn't struggle, because the embroidery basket was on her lap at that time, if she moved slightly, the embroidery basket would fall to the ground, and the quilt on the bed would become a mess Unbearable.

But there are no traces of those here.

The only thing that can be seen is the embroidery basket gently placed on the bed and the unfaded embroidery inside.

There was a possibility forming in Yunying's mind, and she felt that her father was also aware of this possibility, so her brows became more and more wrinkled.

After walking out of this exquisite embroidery room, he strolled to a nearby Linchuan villa which occupies a very large area.

It seems that both the south and the north sides of the mountain are part of this villa. In the light bamboo forest on the south side of the mountain, there is a hut that seems to be made of bamboo. house.