Chapter 136: Ignoring the Qingqiu Festival. (Please subscribe please subscribe)

What Pingyangzi felt was the madness of an old man.

The master of pill formation has reached the end of his life.

In a few days, the old man in front of him will use up all his life's energy and sit here.

At this time, Pingyangzi was a little stunned.

"You said you are mine? Grandpa?"

The old man didn't have much energy to respond.

Obviously, an unforgettable memory of the old man is tantamount to opening the scar again.

And this scar was full of rotten flesh, black and smelly, and showed no signs of healing.

As soon as Fang opened it, the unforgettable sorrow and ecstasy had already exhausted the last bit of energy of this dying old man.

He had reached the point where he was exhausted from trying to explain everything to the grandson in his heart.

The alchemy monk has a life span of 500 years.

The dynasty flourished for only 300 years!

Who in the world does not have an unforgettable story or a wonderful life?

Pingyangzi looked at the old man in front of him who was about to die completely, and knelt down.

"Grandpa, have a good trip!"

"My grandson bids you farewell."

The old man burst into tears, and in a blur, he seemed to vaguely see the Su'er whom he had read for more than two hundred years.

Sometimes, if you don't meet someone who is too good when you are young, it is often not a perfect story.

Pingyangzi watched as the golden elixir in the old man's body collapsed in front of him. A wisp of elixir fire burned everything and turned into only a handful of ashes.

He collected all the ashes, tidied up the house, turned around and left the cave, never to return. - "Did he leave me first?"

Somewhere deep in the mountains and valleys of Hehuan Sect, a wrinkled old man murmured.

Just now, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

It seemed as if someone important had left her.

And the high-spirited young man seemed to appear in front of him.

It's like waving goodbye.

"Wait for me, this lonely underworld, and I will accompany you for another walk."

As he said that, his face slowly recovered and turned into a girl in her ten or twenty years old, and then her body ignited endless elixir fire.

The colorful palace dress does not look enchanting at all, but has a light pure texture.

The hairstyle is a classic girl's bun, but this classic style is already an ancient style from 200 years ago. Although it is still beautiful, not only does it not feel that it is not fashionable enough, but it feels that this should be a trend-setting look.

The girl has never forgotten this hairstyle for more than two hundred years, because it was the person in her heart who had done it herself.

On the day they parted.

She has remembered this hairstyle and this set of clothes for more than two hundred years.

From a head full of black hair to a head full of white hair.

It wasn't that she couldn't maintain her appearance, but she knew that she would never see the young man with his head bent again.

The pride in his eyes when they parted made her think that they would both die together.

But he, who chose to suppress his pride for her, was the one who made her heartache to this point.

That, the woman is the one who pleases herself in order to please herself! Now that the face and the moon are beautiful, why do you need to look at the mirror in yellow?

The lady is no longer here, the young girl in her prime has actually been dead for more than two hundred years, and the only person left alive is a gray-haired old man.

The heart is dead.

At this time, she smiled happily.

He was dressed in fine clothes, with a string of bells on his ankles, but he was barefoot.

Yes, she was always barefoot.

I just met him, put on his shoes for him, and calmed down my heart. From then on, I didn't envy the immortals, I only envy the sun rising and setting in the world, and I only envy the true love in the world.

At this moment, she didn't want to wear shoes.

She is afraid.

She was afraid that she would never see the man willing to bend down and put on her shoes again on the road to hell.

I'm afraid that this time, I still won't be able to see him for the last time.

But she is happy.

Because next, I really have to see her most beautiful posture.

The fire grew stronger.

The girl looked calm, as if everything was normal.

Even the smile on his face is getting stronger and stronger.

At this time, a real young girl walked in.

"Nianxu, I'm going to see your father."

"He's waiting for me on the road."

She didn't even look back, she already knew who was coming.

This is the girl from back then.

"Mother, why bother?"

"After all these years, if you were willing, you could have gone to him long ago."

"I don't know how sad my grandparents are to see you like this."

The fire was getting bigger and bigger.

"Idiot."

"So what if I go."

"Once something happens, you can never go back."

"Our story begins when we are young and ends when we are young."

"That young man, when his pride was hidden, he was already dead, and all that was left was his skin."

"That girl, seeing the young man die, followed him to die for love. Now, I just want to continue this beautiful period."

The ashes were blown away by the wind and into the sky.

There were lingering sounds.

Nianxu was also startled.

But immediately, the yin and yang turbulence in the body moved, and the emotions were covered up.

This baby who was so talented that the Yin and Yang demons couldn't help but set off has now reached the peak level of pill formation.

It's just that this person doesn't seem to be that simple.

It seems that there are many secrets hidden.

"Grandpa, grandma! Mother has gone."

In the cave, there were only two middle-aged monks wearing black and white robes.

"Alas, I was indeed wrong about what happened back then."

The man dressed in black robes and with sharp eyebrows sighed.

"There is no need to blame yourself. If this were not the case, how could a monk as talented as Nian Xu and a yin and yang spirit body be born."

Although the woman next to her is wearing a white Taoist robe with a yin and yang picture painted on the back, her beauty and dignity are not diminished at all.

The two of them sighed for a while and sighed about the past.

But Nian Xu in front of him didn't even blink.

It seems that the things in front of me are not as interesting as the texture on my hands.

But it was because the woman in front of him was practicing the code of the Yin and Yang Demons from an ancient inheritance. It was through practicing this code together that the two of them broke through the knot.

That's right, the middle-aged couple who look like mortals in front of them are a pair of Nascent Soul monks.

Let’s practice one exercise together.

Together, even Yunlu can contend.

As for this treasure book that made them successful, Nianxu was now practicing it.

But there are also disadvantages.

The two of them were practicing together, so although their emotions were somewhat suppressed, their love for each other became their only anchor.

Therefore, the two of them are very affectionate and care deeply about their loved ones.

After the death of their only daughter this time, the two of them were actually quite depressed, but they were somewhat restrained in front of their granddaughter.

It's a pity that Nianxu has reached the peak of pill formation after 200 years of cultivation alone, and is ready to transform into an infant.

Only emotions made the two passionate people feel a little worried.

She is now in perfect harmony, so supremely forgetful! 　Chapter 2!

(End of this chapter)