The East Cliff of Canglong ridge drips water into ice.
The bearded and hairy Southern tusk, wrapped in a thick coat of snow bear fur, is still hard to resist the piercing cold. Standing on the top of the East Cliff, he is trembling and will be blown down by the cold wind at any time. Looking at the dark mountains in the East, his blood is frozen, and I don''t want to go down the mountain to escape the cold.
A beautiful shadow of green clothes came from the foot of the mountain and stomped his feet and said angrily:
"granddad, you are all over 100 years old. Why don''t you let people worry? Why do you climb to Dongji alone when you have nothing to do?"
Nan Liao could no longer see the fierce figure fighting in the battlefield. He was kind-hearted. After hearing the girl''s concern, he laughed, his face wrinkled like the roots of an old tree, and his chin was thicker than the snow on the mountains.
"If I don''t come back, I''m afraid I won''t see him for the last time." Nanliao shook his head and said, whisking the snow off the rocks, he sat down tremblingly, his dim eyes still clinging to the mountains in the East.
The girl took out a blue bead from the storage bag, released a dark light, covered the snow around Nanliao, her beautiful face was full of yearning, and said: "granddad, tell me about the battle of the thousand demons sand sea."
"That was more than 30 years ago. Your father is still a slovenly baby with a runny nose..." Nanliao is immersed in the memory of the past. He thinks of the bloody battles before and after, and so many people are buried in the wilderness. The mouth of the magic market is a sharp blade hanging from everyone''s heart, and his eyebrows still can''t help trembling.
From the recollection of the past, Nan Liao waved and said, "no, let''s go back."
"If you don''t say anything, you haven''t said anything to ako." The girl shook Nan Liao''s arm and said in a coquettish way.
"Too many people have died. It''s heartbreaking to think of it," Nan Liao said with a bitter smile. "It''s not the fun you young people think about now."
"Then granddad will tell Aker about the patriarch."
"When ah Xun first arrived at Wu Mang, he was less than ten years old. He walked in the jungle of Wu mountain for several months, but he didn''t meet any fierce beasts. He was blessed. At that time, the wizard saw that ah Xun was extraordinary and left him in the stockade. Then there was a legend... " Nanliao was full of warmth when he thought of Chen Xun''s first years in wumang stone stronghold. But he was also full of melancholy when he thought that it would be difficult to see Chen Xun again soon. He struggled to stand up and walked slowly down the mountain along the stone road sealed by strong ice.
Canglongji is located in the southeast foot of Wushan mountain. It is the gate of kuilong Pavilion. Wushan city at the foot of the mountain is small in scale. It only lives in tens of thousands of people, most of whom are descendants of nine nationalities in Beishan.
The important position of Wushan city in canglan is determined by both the zongmen of kuilong Pavilion and the settlements of nine nationalities in Beishan. Over the past few years, more than 100 children in Wushan city have been promoted to return to the fetus, becoming the core disciples of the four sects.
Nanliao has been extremely weak for a hundred years, and he has never been able to enter the city in his life. He resigned as the leader of Wushan city as early as 20 years ago and was idle at home. However, he is highly respected in Wushan city and the whole canglan.
Nan Liao had a serious illness the year before last, and he almost couldn''t get through it. It was only after the master of Shenxiao Haoran''s sect, Chi Songzi, came to give him acupuncture and medication, that he survived from the gate of hell.
However, Nan Liao knew that if he didn''t get into the family, he would live a long life. He had no other regrets in his life, so he wanted to see Chen Xun again.
When he thought that his last hope would fail, Nan Liao''s heart was full of melancholy. He didn''t want to trouble others. He thought that he would never be able to climb the East Ridge again.
"Ouch!"
All of a sudden, a giant beast leaped out of the mountain to the north of Canglong ridge and roared into the sky.
"What''s ah Qing barking about?" The girl looked up and saw Ah Qing jump on the East Cliff where they had just stopped. Then, red fox and golden wolf also jumped out of the dense forest in the north and roared toward the East. Her heart was tight. She thought that some strong enemy had intruded into Wushan mountain from the East. Just as she was about to pull out the spirit sword and fly to the East Cliff to see what happened, she saw her grandfather''s body trembling with excitement.
"It''s ah Xun. Ah Qing must have sensed ah Xun''s return to Wushan." Nan Liao was so excited that he turned around and wanted to go back to Dongya. However, Suo''s weak body could not regenerate any strength.
The girl released Xuanguang, wrapped her and Nanliao''s body, and flew to the East Cliff.
Ah Qing saw the South Tusk and the girl flying, looked at the girl in disgust, but very affectionately bowed his head to rub the South Tusk''s body.
At this time, ah Qing''s body was as high as three Zhang. The two meter tall Nanliao and the petite girl were like a small person beside him.
The golden wolf whimpered twice and crouched lazily on the ice. He didn''t even want to talk to Nan Liao.
At this time, fox is also up to two feet tall, with three bright fur tails, swinging in the wind. After hesitating for a long time, it always gathers a cloud and jumps up.
At this time, the girl saw that on the ridge of the East, there were several rainbow shadows rushing to this side.
"Uncle Nanliao..."
When he flew over Canglong ridge, Chen Xun was the first to see Nanliao with white hair and long body standing on the ridge. He looked up and felt very hot.
"Ah Xun." Nan Liao had exhausted his last vitality, and his old face was smiling with satisfaction. He had no strength to stand up from the stone.At this time, several rainbow shadows came from canglongji and Wushan city.
Seeing Chen Xun, who has been away from Wushan for more than 20 years, and returning to Wushan with tiexintong, Gu Jianfeng, Gu chengzhuo and others, Zhou Yang, Zuo Qingmu, Su Junyuan, zongya, and Qingxuan are all excited beyond words.
Chen Xunfei goes to the top of the cliff and picks up uncle Nanliao from the stone. Only then can he find that he has reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is withered. He carries the pure Dan yuan into his body to protect his last point of vitality. He doesn''t care to talk to Qingxuan about the past and asks, "where can I help uncle Nanliao practice?"
"Before I die, I can see ah Xun again. Uncle, my wish has been fulfilled. I have no regrets in this life." The South Liao returns light to return to shine of say.
It''s two years before that, and it''s easy for them to continue their life?
But we all know Chen Xun''s friendship with Wu Mang and other old people. The death of Wu Gong Zong has already made Chen Xun feel very sad. When he came back, he saw Nan Liao for the last time. If he didn''t do anything, he would never feel better.
At the end of his life, Nanliao naturally stopped in Nanshi mansion.
They didn''t say much. They all hugged Chen Xun and flew to the Nanshi mansion in Wushan city.
More than a thousand canglan Jiawei wrapped the Nanshi mansion and closed the four streets and alleys nearby, forbidding pedestrians to approach the Nanshi mansion.
People all over the city were surprised and surprised. They didn''t know what happened in the Nanshi mansion. They asked the city leader zongya to directly mobilize canglan Jiawei to block the streets around.
Some people can''t restrain their curiosity and want to climb up to the high place to see. They don''t want to gather many clouds and clouds to cover up Nan''s bulk.
Some of the disciples tried to extend their spiritual knowledge beyond their capacity, but they heard the city master shout without anger in the thick fog: "any boy who dares to peep, he will throw his mother to Beiling to mine!"
Everyone was startled. One armed zongya was not a good man to deal with. If he really got angry, he would be coaxed out by anyone who came to ask for help.
Nanxingyi is Nanxi''s posthumous son, and also Nanshi''s current clan leader, Zuo Duwei of Wushan city. Looking at the empty inner courtyard, they are all covered by a thick fog, while zongya Hengdao sits in front of the moon gate of the inner courtyard and asks with a bitter face:
"uncle, when the clan leader returns to Wushan, he wants to continue his life for the old man. Why can''t I even go in and wait on him? If there''s something wrong with you, I''ll be there to listen to you. "
"What are you doing with all that crap?" Zongya stares at the southbound idea and says, "don''t you want the old man to die early?"
"Bah, bah, bah," Nan Xingyi spat several times and said with a flattering smile, "it''s unlucky to forget to say that. The old man''s life is tough. Now the patriarch himself will do it for him. I don''t think it''s a problem to go back to 100 years old. However, Zuo, Gu and tie all know that the patriarch is waiting outside the courtyard when he returns to Wushan, and they won''t let them come first to talk about it? "
"You haven''t seen Chen Xun very much. Can you come up and talk about the past?" Zongya grinned and asked, "let them all wait outside."
Southbound Yi balsam pear face, can only let the eldest son Nan Yu move a stone stool, want to sit in the first under the cliff waiting, but don''t want to beast body huge ah Qing jump into the yard, push him to one side.
Ah Qing, jinlang and huohu are the mountain protection beasts of kuilong Pavilion. Their strength is no less than the peak of Tianyuan realm. Their southbound intention can only be squeezed into the corner of the yard by ah Qing.
Tiexinmei, zongling, Gufeng and other people, as well as the legitimate children of the nine nationalities in Beishan, all put down their business and rushed back to Wushan city as soon as they knew that Chen Xun had returned to Wushan.
Three days later, the clouds that shrouded Nanshi''s mansion suddenly dispersed. Nanxingyi got permission to enter the inner courtyard with the legitimate children of the nine nationalities in Beishan.
I didn''t think that the old man, who had run out of oil before, was sitting at the top of the table with a red face. His body was full of vitality. It felt younger than Nanke who was standing behind him. Talking and laughing with Chen Xun and others, it seemed that he was going to die?
Southbound intention secretly surprised, came forward to Chen Xun and others salute.
Chen Xun saw his intention of going south. He could see the figure of Nanxi from his face. Unfortunately, Nanxi died in shenxiaozong. He didn''t expect that decades later, Nanxi''s posthumous son had already been in charge.
All the people standing in the courtyard were the legitimate children of the nine tribes in Beishan. Chen Xun was also kind when he saw them. He took out the jiuzhuan golden elixir and Qianyuan Ruyi elixir from his arms and handed them out one by one as a meeting gift. When he met the patriarch who left the main family, such as nanxingyi, and the children of the core clan who came into the family, he asked the other children to leave first.
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