Xuanhua has been practicing outside for three hundred years.

He has learned a lot and met a lot of people. He wanted to go back countless times, but was stopped by Sublimation.

Ninghua said that he could not come back without Jindan.

Xuan Hua had no choice but to walk outside. At that time, the realm of self-cultivation was still bordered by the human world. The human world was upright and the warring states, natural disasters were violent, and the war was raging. The century-old war led to the raging of grievances and spooks. Xuanhua walks in the world alone with a sword, slaying ghosts, exorcising evil spirits, staying in broken temples at night to listen to the wind and rain, and walking in the countryside to smell the fragrance of rice.

Su Qingyi followed behind him, watching this era that finally intersected with her world, and seeing Xuanhua finally become the person she had read in the book, she couldn't help but feel emotional.

The world of self-cultivation where she lived in the past has long been separated from the human world and split into two worlds. Even if there are so many mortal cities, they are all mortals who yearn for immortal cultivation under the protection of monks. This is the first time that Su Qingyi has seen a real human world in this world, and it is also the first time that he has seen a cultivator who is really slaying demons and eradicating demons.

At that time, Xuanhua always wore a beige robe and lived a poor life, and the robe was sewn and mended, and he spent year after year. Occasionally, he would collect some money for exorcising demons, but he just bought some things that he thought was fun. He wanted to wait for when he would return to Ninghua, so he would give these things to her.

Later, marked by the killing of 400,000 Zhao troops by Bai Qikeng, the monks ushered in a golden age. After the souls of those who were killed in the pit were scattered, a huge spiritual energy burst out between the heavens and the earth, and even the bordering world of self-cultivation trembled. Xuan Hua Xiu rose rapidly and quickly became a leader in the human world.

On the third day of the second lunar month in the year 259 B.C., there was a dragon rising into the sky in Handan City. Xuan Hua was sitting cross-legged in the ruined temple. Suddenly, he felt the surrounding wind and clouds were surging, the thunder was bursting, and the spiritual energy in the body gathered, and then the thunder struck. Drop from the sky.

The thunder roared down, and Xuan Hua hurriedly threw out the magic weapon to resist the thunder. However, that day Lei exceeded Xuan Hua's expectations. He felt like he was being shattered, lying on the ground unable to move. In a daze, he seemed to see Sublime Hua appearing in front of him, wearing a blue robe and a long sword.

He stretched out his hand and crawled towards the opponent with difficulty, but at the moment when he touched it, he was wiped out.

He finally realized that it was a phantom, and said with difficulty: "Sublimation..."

Lightning smashed his flesh and blood, revealing his dark keel, his body began to swell, and he began to lose consciousness slowly, until at last, he finally turned into a giant dragon, soaring into the sky, With one thunderbolt after another, it flew over Handan, then coiled up and screamed in the face of the thunder.

At the same time, a phoenix roar rose into the sky, and saw a golden phoenix coming towards the thunder and lightning, flapping its wings and rushing to the side of the giant dragon and spinning.

Seeing this scene, the people of Handan fell to their knees in shock. In the distance, the cultivator felt the ground rumble and vibrate. Ninghua walked out of the cave and looked at the golden light on the city of Handan in the distance.

It turns out that the real dragon in the human world has already appeared, and it does not need to be connected to the cultivation world anymore, but has to be separated from the cultivation world.

So she frowned and called Xuan Hua.

"Xuanhua, come back."

However, Xuan Hua did not respond. Ninghua was stunned for a while, she never thought that one day, Xuanhua would ignore her.

She was a little sad, but it was only for a moment, she remembered what the master said back then.

The life of a mortal is only a hundred years, and a hundred years will have to experience parting from life and death. A monk has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. How many people can you afford to spend so many thousands of years with?

Xuanhua has been gone for hundreds of years.

Hundreds of years are already several lifetimes.

So she smiled, went back to the cave, and couldn't help thinking - if she doesn't come back, she won't come back. She has her own way, and don't delay other people's lives.

After the thunder was completely split, the world of self-cultivation and the human world finally split into two worlds. Although the separation was not complete enough, it also made it difficult for people from the two worlds to communicate freely.

Xuanhua slowly changed from a dragon to a human form, and the phoenix disappeared into the air with him in his mouth before the people could see him clearly.

In order to fight against the robbery, the phoenix also seemed to be seriously injured. After flying a hundred miles with Xuan Hua in his mouth, he couldn't hold back and rolled down.

She turned into a girl dressed in gold and sat limply beside Xuan Hua who was in a coma. After waiting for a long time, Xuan Hua slowly opened her eyes, and she saw her beautiful face.

It was a beautiful face that surpassed all the people Xuanhua had ever met. Her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, her lips were as thin as cherry blossoms, and the flame lines on her forehead made her whole person extraordinarily glamorous.

When Su Qingyi saw that face, her heart collapsed.

Shit, shit, shit filled her heart, she just had an idea - is this Qin Zichen's mother? ! !

Besides his mother, his ancestors, and his sister, is there anyone else who looks so similar to Qin Zichen? ! ! This is the female version of Qin Zichen, right? !

If it weren't for this woman's softer lines and thinner face, she was obviously a woman, she would really think that this was Qin Zichen's crossing over to move men's clothes to women's!

When he knew that Xuanhua was a dragon, Su Qingyi collapsed.

Seeing a woman just like Qin Zichen, Su Qingyi just... This person collapsed to the point where she couldn't collapse any more.

She couldn't help but wonder how many secrets Xuan Hua was hiding! !

She had the urge to use the power of the prehistoric to rush out of Xuanhua's sea of ​​knowledge and Qin Zichen to complain, but she held back and quietly watched Xuanhua interact with this little girl.

Xuan Hua: "Who are you?"

Female version of Qin Zichen: "I am your wife."

Su Qingyi: "..."

System: "My God, this plot..."

Xuan Hua was obviously shocked by this remark, but he actually thought about it seriously, and then said: "Girl, I don't seem to know you."

"You are a dragon," the other party gave him a cold look and said indifferently, "I am a phoenix. You and I are born husband and wife, we don't need to meet."

"Girl," Xuan Hua frowned, "I'm just an ordinary monk."

"Did your brain break when you broke the shell?" The girl also frowned and looked at him: "Or are you still this stupid before your dragons developed? How can you compare yourself to these ants? A god who lives together with heaven and earth and has a long life, even if he falls into the lower realm, he should not humiliate himself like this."

Hearing this, the ant Su Qingyi crouched beside the tree and felt very sad.

And Xuan Hua was obviously dissatisfied, got up with difficulty and said: "Girl, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you're mistaken. My name is Xuan Hua, I'm an ordinary cultivator, not the dragon you're looking for."

With that said, Xuan Hua turned around and left the reborn female partner is Duo Hua. The girl sat on the ground and pursed her lips. Seeing that Xuan Hua had really left, she finally said, "Is that how you treat your savior?"

Xuan Hua squatted, the girl seemed to be a little aggrieved: "Without me, you would have been struck to death by lightning! You have succeeded in transcending the calamity now, so you plan to leave me?"

Xuan Hua didn't speak, pursed his lips, turned back to the girl, half squatted down, and said helplessly: "Okay, what do you want?"

"I want you to carry me." The girl stretched out her hand and said dissatisfiedly: "You still have to take care of me, you have to accompany me, you have to hold a special wedding ceremony, and now we are in the lower world..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xuan Hua stunned her with a knife.

"It's so noisy." Xuan Hua shook his hands, thinking of Ning Hualai.

Ninghua is a person who doesn't like to talk, and is far less lively than this girl. Whether she talks or smiles, she is always shallow and distant, like a cloud in the sky, which makes him unable to grasp and hold.

And the person in front of him... is just a child.

He sighed, weaved a chair out of vines, helped her to sit on the chair, carried her out of the forest, found an inn, and healed her well.

When the girl woke up again, she saw Xuan Hua in a Taoist robe sitting not far away, meditating. The sun fell on him, his face was gentle and calm, the little girl watched quietly, walked over slowly, and then faced his face, she wanted to kiss him.

However, just as she was about to kiss him, he suddenly opened his eyes, looked at her quietly and said, "What are you going to do?"

The girl blushed and rolled her sleeves and said, "Hmph, I see that you look pretty good, so I reluctantly promise you to be my partner."

Xuan Hua was speechless and replied, "Actually, I'm very ugly, can you let me go?"

"No!" The little girl snorted coldly: "A non-real dragon is not worthy of me! Now there is only one dragon left in the world, or do you think I despise you?"

"Let's have a discussion," Xuan Hua had a headache: "Can you talk well. I'll be in a while, I'll have a headache if you talk like this."

When he said this, the little girl blushed, snorted coldly, and turned her face away.

Xuan Hua took a deep breath and finally returned to the topic: "What's your name?"

"Qin Feng!" The little girl said triumphantly, "Why, are you planning to hire me?"

Xuan Hua: "..."

Su Qingyi leaned against the wall, nibbled melon seeds, and chatted with the system: "I like Qin Feng very much, vote for her."

System: "Did you see her as self-motivated as you are?"

Su Qingyi: "I really want to throw melon seeds at you."

System: "I hope you can exchange melon seeds for money and let me die in **."

Finding that there was no way to communicate, Xuan Hua put down a bottle of medicinal pills, got up and said, "Since you are awake, I will leave now."

Hearing this, Qin Feng was stunned, and quickly followed: "Where are you going? Don't go."

"I'm going back to the cultivation world next time," Xuan Hua sighed, "Girl, don't make money with Rebirth."

"Cultivation world?" Qin Feng was stunned, looking at the figure of the other party who walked forward without turning back, and shouted: "You can't go back! The cultivation world has been separated from the human world!"

Hearing this, Xuan Hua turned his head sharply: "What did you say?!"

Qin Feng was startled by his expression, hesitated for a long time, and said slowly: "That...that is...the way of heaven separates the realm of self-cultivation from the realm of humans. But...you still have a way to go back!"

Qin Feng suddenly thought of a solution and said anxiously: "Well, the real dragon's son in the human world has not grown up yet. When he unifies the six kingdoms, the cultivation world and the human world will be completely closed. During that time, the two worlds will meet. When a vortex appears, if you try harder, you might be able to split it!"

Xuan Hua didn't speak, and after a while, he turned to leave.

He walked all the way to the border between the human world and the realm of self-cultivation, but saw that it had turned into a vast ocean with no end in sight.

He didn't speak, looked at the vast ocean, waited for a long time, and finally turned around.

Later, Xuan Hua and Qin Feng kept silently by Ying Zheng's side, helping him grow up.

Xuanhua often wanted to sublime at night. He made up many grasshoppers and learned to carve the appearance of sublimation. Qin Feng often sat beside him with her chin propped up. One day, she couldn't help but ask him, "Who is this?"

"This is..." Xuan Hua frowned, suddenly not knowing how to introduce Ning Hua.

Is she his master? Is it his relatives? Is it his sister?

She is not, neither.

However, she is very important to him.

He rubbed the meticulously carved little man for a long time without saying a word. Qin Feng looked at his expression, suddenly jumped up, and shouted, "Isn't this the person you like?!! Xuanhua, you are stealing people with your back to me!!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Xuan Hua stood up suddenly and yelled at her. Qin Feng was stunned for a while, then snorted, turned around and ran out.

After she went out, Xuan Hua held the little man tremblingly, his heart was beating wildly.

Like it?

Is this the person he likes?

Xuan Hua raised his head and looked at the peach blossoms in the courtyard, his heart was at a loss.

He doesn't know if it's liking, but he only knows one thing

——He wants to go back to her, and accompany her for a long time.

That night, he held the little man and cast a concentric spell.

He heard that this spell, only those who recite the same heart can hear the other party's voice transmission.

He spoke to the little man in a low voice.

Sublime, I want to go back.

He said this sentence many times, but each time, the other party would answer him - and so on.

Wait, it's been four hundred years.

He didn't know if the other party heard this sentence, but he only knew that this time, the other party didn't even give him an echo. I'm in a different world.

He couldn't help but sneered and laughed, feeling that the peach blossoms in this courtyard were so chaotic that people were heartbroken.

In 221 BC, Qin Shi Huang destroyed the six kingdoms.

On the day he ascended the throne, Xuanhua was consecrated as a national teacher. Xuan Hua was dressed in black and stood on the altar. Then he saw Hua Guang rising into the sky. He looked up and finally saw the vortex between the two worlds.

He drew his sword and slashed towards the whirlpool. The people were all shocked, but he pursed his lips and slashed towards the vortex.

Gang wind blew across his body, Qin Feng hid behind him and screamed: "Xuanhua, let's go back! Let's go back!"

Xuan Hua didn't speak, and the wounds on his body collapsed. All his spiritual power was used to break the barrier. It seemed that someone was calling his name. He couldn't help but recall the year when he was five years old, when he could barely open his eyes from the pain, the woman came over the mud.

The sword light exploded suddenly, Xuan Hua felt that the meridians on his body were almost torn apart, Qin Feng exclaimed from behind him: "Xuan Hua, you are crazy! You will die! You..."

Before he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly exploded from the other side.

The light carried the fragrance of bamboo leaves, and the two of them instantly seemed to fall into a separate space-time that was broken apart, surrounded by fluttering bamboo leaves. Xuanhua stretched out his hand with difficulty, Qin Feng grabbed him tightly, and the two were caught by the Sushou!

Xuan Hua and Qin Feng broke through the void and fell to the ground. Xuan Hua looked up quickly and saw a woman standing in front of her.

She was held in the middle by two people, her body was covered in blood, and the sword in her hand was broken inch by inch, but she quietly looked at him, still so calm and indifferent.

"Condensation..."

Four hundred years seems to have never appeared, as long as he sees this person, he immediately turns into that boy.

He propped himself up, staggered, walked to her with difficulty step by step, and then slowly knelt down in front of her.

Then, he raised his head and smiled slowly at her. Tears fell from his face, and he said hoarsely: "Sublimation, I'm back."

Sublime stared at him quietly, with an unpredictable look in her eyes. After a long time, she also smiled, nodded and said, "It's good to come back."

As she said that, she closed her eyes, turned around with the help of others, and said in a hoarse voice, "Help me back."

"Yes, Master."

Someone speaks. Xuan Hua raised his head in surprise, it was a young man who was supporting Ning Hua.

He is a good seedling, the second-rank water system has a single spiritual root, and the root bone is only sixteen, so he is already in the late stage of foundation building, and he is not at all comparable to him. Unexplainable thoughts flooded into Xuan Hua's mind. He had a lot to ask, but he couldn't open his mouth.

So he finally realized that it had been four hundred years.

For four hundred years, it was enough for Ninghua to change from a Jindan cultivator to a master of Nascent Soul, and enough for her to start a sect from an unknown cultivator.

He felt a dull pain in his heart, a disciple stepped forward to help him, and said gently, "Senior, let me help you in."

Xuan Hua didn't speak, and the disciple helped him into the house, the Useless Queen. This disciple told him a lot. First, he talked about how advanced Ninghua was in the cultivation world of kendo in the cultivation world. He also said that Ninghua fought with one enemy and ten famous people. He also talked about how she started a sect and established the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"The sect has three disciples in total. Today, the senior brother Nanning and the second senior brother Bei'an are supporting her. My name is Dong Zi, and I'm the third."

Xuan Hua nodded, struggling to squeeze out a smile. After Dong Zi left, he lay on the bamboo couch, feeling guilty and uneasy.

He suddenly found that there seemed to be no place for him beside Ninghua.

That night, he really couldn't hold it in any longer, so he secretly ran to Sublime Hua's room.

Her house was as clean and elegant as before, she was lying on the bed alone, coughing lightly.

Knowing that she was injured, Xuan Hua couldn't help but appeared after listening to her cough, sat next to her, and hurriedly passed over his spiritual power.

Ninghua's cough gradually subsided, looked up at him, and smiled bitterly: "Why are you here?"

Xuan Hua pursed his lips, in front of her, he has always been clumsy. She straightened up, and he put a pillow behind her. After a long time, he finally asked her, "Today...you split the void and pulled me over...is that right?"

"Forget it," Ninghua smiled: "Aren't you just thinking about coming here?"

"You..." He hesitated for a while, and finally said, "It's for me..."

Ninghua didn't speak, and looked at him with a half-smile. Xuan Hua couldn't speak for a while, and suddenly felt that his thoughts seemed particularly dirty in front of this person.

She is such a magnanimous and clear person, whether it is him or not today, as long as it is anyone she knows, she will probably be like this, right?

Xuan Hua couldn't help but smile bitterly and said slowly, "Four hundred years have passed, and I'm not used to it."

Ninghua was silent for a long time, and she finally said: "Xuanhua, now, you are already a monk on your own. You are very good, even better than I thought."

As she said that, she coughed and said with difficulty: "Back then... I thought that you would not be able to reach this step. However, you are really much better than I thought."

Xuan Hua didn't speak, he had a very bad premonition. Sure enough, he listened to her: "Xuanhua, the world of self-cultivation has not yet been finalized, it is a good time for you to make a name for yourself..."

"What do you want to say?" Xuan Hua said coldly, interrupting her. Ninghua was stunned for a while, listening to him looking at her coldly and saying, "Are you going to drive me away?"

"My aptitude is not good, you won't accept me as a disciple," he stood up, trembling all over, clenching his fists: "Now, you are the head of a sect, I am a fourth-rank three-spiritual root, stay here, Did you lose face?"

"Since that's the case..." Xuan Hua's eyes were red, like a teenager, he said hoarsely: "Why did you pull me back?"

He remembered the four hundred years in the world.

He wandered, he walked thousands of miles alone, he worked hard to assist Ying Zheng, he desperately broke the void, just to return to her side.

But as soon as he came back, she asked him to go again.

What is his effort? In her heart, she was so eager for him to leave, it was best not to see Lingge at a distance.

If that's the case, why did it take so much effort to bring him back?

"Give me a reason," he said in a trembling voice. "You pulled me back with all your might, and let me leave. What's the reason?"

Ninghua didn't speak, Xuanhua couldn't restrain himself any longer, and roared: "You say it!"

"I'm not... trying to pull you back."

She opened her mouth and said an extremely cruel fact: "I just felt the aura of a real dragon and a real phoenix. The dragon and the phoenix are the gods, which is of great benefit to nourishing the spiritual energy of the cultivation world..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Hua's sword stabbed in the past, and Ning Hua didn't move, but his sword was still standing in front of her.

Her eyes were indifferent, Xuan Hua's sword trembled slightly.

"Xuanhua," she said slowly, "I don't owe you anything."

Xuan Hua was stunned for a while, looking at her indifferent eyes, he couldn't help but feel at a loss.

She was right, she didn't owe him anything. From beginning to end, it was just his madness.

She has long said that she wants the Dao, she wants longevity, her Dao heart is stable, and she will not fall into the mortal world.

It is he who is obsessed with madness, obsessed like madness.

It was his Taoism that was contaminated with worldly desires, and was not worthy of her pure Taoism.

Xuan Hua couldn't help laughing out loud, and when he laughed, he burst into tears.

He finally knew... Finally, he knew that he really liked her.

"Ninghua...Ninghua..." He put away his sword, covered his face full of tears, and trembled: "Since it is destined not to give others half the feelings, why should you be so affectionate to others?"

Ninghua did not speak.

The hand that was taken down trembled slightly.

Xuan Hua staggered through the door and walked out, the wind and rain passed by. After he stumbled away, a figure slowly appeared on the window sill, squinting at the sublimation, and raised his eyebrows: "I can still feel the breath of the Protoss, ants, you are very good."

Ninghua lowered her brows and looked at the arrogant girl on the windowsill. Qin Feng jumped off the windowsill and said with a smile, "An ants, our God Race is not something that ants can involve, you are not of the same race as him, you have your own way, He has his destiny, do you understand?"

Ninghua didn't speak, Qin Feng looked at her up and down, and said, "Sure enough, she has a bit of beauty. However, the marriage between the dragon and the phoenix is ​​determined, I think, you probably don't want to fight with Tiandao."

"I only hope that the sect will prosper and rise to the top," Ninghua closed his eyes and said indifferently, "You can rest assured."

"I think so too." Qin Feng giggled: "Yi, if you practice hard, you will be able to fly to the upper realm and rank in the immortal class. However, even if you are in the immortal class, you and us are separated by clouds and mud. I still hope, I can do it myself."

As soon as the words fell, Ninghua's sword light penetrated Qin Feng's body. However, the body smiled and disappeared into the air.

It was just a phantom.

Ninghua held her trembling hand with one hand and slowly closed her eyes.