Cultivating immortals is a hard job

Mo Xun didn't even know that because of his interference, the originally peaceful border fortress was about to stage a bloody storm.

The disappearance of a family that cultivates immortality means more than just the death of a family.

But the territory, resources, and dependent forces that originally belonged to this family have all become ownerless.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Mo Xun!

No matter how many things he does in the world, he only has time to chuckle a few times!

One month later, Beijing Mountain in the Eastern Region!

If you want to talk about it, this is the second time he has come here.

But last time, it was in the first dream.

Looking at the unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar mountains in the distance, Mo Xun couldn't help but sigh.

He opened his palms, and in his palm was a leaf that had long since dried up and turned yellow, with three beautiful little characters written on it.

"Biling Valley"!

Then, a slim and pretty figure gradually became clear in his mind.

Time has passed, and it has been more than 180 years since we said goodbye in a hurry!

Perhaps this person is no longer alive, or perhaps married to another woman, and is now living as carefree as a couple of gods and immortals.

Is it appropriate for him to interrupt so rashly?

But after a second thought, he smiled again.

They were just old friends, nothing more than saying goodbye, but he was overthinking it!

"Who are you going to see?"

"A fellow Taoist who likes to wear purple clothes just like you!"

Gu Qingqing frowned.

"A woman, right?"

Mo Xun touched his nose awkwardly.

"We're just old friends. Since we're passing by, let's catch up on old times!"

Gu Qingqing muttered softly.

"I think we are old lovers!"

...

After arranging the group of people at the foot of the mountain, Mo Xun took off alone.

On a mountain, he took out a long-dusted transmission talisman. After thinking for a long time, he threw it into the distance.

Then, he quietly sat cross-legged.

My thoughts are not chaotic, maybe they are memories!

First, he obtained the magical Moon Star Token in southern Xinjiang, and then came to Xihe Prefecture by chance. At this time, he happened to hit the opening of the ancient ruins.

It seems that there is really a destiny somewhere in the world!

Mo Xun took out the soul-nurturing lock and said with a smile: "If an old friend comes here later, would you like to meet him?"

The ram chuckled.

"Forget it. I don't want to be bothered by women at this critical moment. But after the incident, don't forget to take that thing away."

Mo Xun knew what he was talking about.

When the two of them were in the first illusion, the old guy said he would give him a treasure, but he didn't know if it was still there?

After all, Gongyang's era was tens of thousands of years ago.

After all the changes, the current Biling Valley has changed its owners several times.

In fact, for him now, this thing is of little use.

But since I’m here, I might as well go and have a look.

After about a stick of incense, a purple glow flew from the sky.

Mo Xun's eyebrows moved. Although he hadn't seen the person yet, he probably recognized him.

As the glow flickered, a woman dressed in purple slowly appeared.

This woman is fair-skinned and pretty, with dignified and beautiful features. Every frown and smile reveals a confident and generous temperament.

This person is none other than Luo Xi!

Nearly two hundred years have passed, and Luo Xi still looks as beautiful as Qihuayaocao. Her face has neither grown nor diminished, and her figure is neither more nor less.

The embroidered hibiscus smiles, and the duck flies sideways to cover the fragrant cheeks!

The only thing that has changed is probably his cultivation.

Today, Fairy Luo is already a monk in the middle stage of pill formation. Perhaps she has been in a high position for a long time, so her expression is less green and more calm.

The two people's eyes met, and they each stood on the same spot. One person had his hands behind his back, and the breeze blew by, blowing the lapel under his green gown. The other person was smiling sweetly, with picturesque eyebrows, just looking at each other.

Perhaps they were all looking at each other, comparing what they saw now with the memories in their minds.

She looks even more graceful!

And he is much more stable...yes, he seems to have turned black!

"Is Brother Mo waiting for me to speak first, or do you plan to keep watching like this until the end of the world?"

Mo Xun smiled slightly.

"Fairy still likes to joke so much!"

Luo Xi glanced at him with a hint of embarrassment and sighed angrily.

"Alas! I'm afraid that if I wait a few more years, the transmission talisman I used to have will be ineffective. But Brother Mo, you have almost become my senior. Only then did you remember that we have to say goodbye to a little girl like me. about!"

Mo Xun opened his mouth.

Why doesn't he remember the agreement?

Luo Xi indeed invited him to practice in Biling Valley, but he declined on the spot.

After that, the woman left without saying a word.

"It's true that I have been running around here and there for these years and been entangled in trivial matters. This time I came here, it was just..."

Mo Xun felt like he had made a mistake mid-sentence.

"You want to say you were just passing by?"

Don't look for a smile.

"The fairy is joking!"

As he spoke, he took out the yellow leaf again and shook it in his hand.

Luo Xi was still a little disappointed, but when he saw this leaf, his heart couldn't help but feel warm.

"You still have some conscience!"

I don't know how much courage she mustered up to say the invitation, but after waiting for a full one hundred and eighty years, the other party came too late.

If she hadn't successfully formed the elixir, she might have turned into bones by now.

In fact, Mo Xun can only be regarded as a passer-by in her hundreds of years of cultivation. The fate between the two is limited to the years in the ancient ruins.

She has met countless young talents in these years, but only that memory left the deepest impression on her.

The reason is simple. The man in front of her is the only male cultivator who has seen her body.

Thinking of the scene of bathing together in the Qilin liquid, her cheeks are somewhat hot.

At that time, they were also young and had no scruples for cultivation. They took off their clothes in front of a stranger. It was absurd to think about it.

The two of them also had a hard time.

In the ancient ruins, when facing the foundation-building master, she risked her life to save the other party. Later, she fell into a coma and it was Mo Xun who carried her out.

Seeing that Mo Xun smiled but said nothing, Luo Xi had to ask again: "Why, Brother Mo, are you planning to chat with me here for a few words and then leave? When I invited you to Biling Valley, you said you wanted to find another quiet place to practice. Now that you have made great progress in your cultivation, are you still planning to pass by the valley without entering?"

Mo Xun was ashamed, in fact, he really planned to do so.

Once he left Xihezhou, he would probably never set foot on this land again in his life. In order not to leave any regrets, he came to take a look.

"Fairy, you are too serious. I am just afraid of disturbing you. If I come to visit you like this, it will inevitably cause inconvenience to you."

Luo Xi seemed to have seen through what he was thinking, and smiled meaningfully.

"Why, are you afraid that my husband will see you and beat you up?"