Zhao Jiuge stood alone in the wind and rain, and his weak body was even more wobbly. For a long time, he dragged his weak body to a big tree. He leaned against the tree trunk in spite of the mud and water. His eyes were blurred and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The summer rain comes and goes quickly, and the rainstorm stops soon. The water drops on the leaves fall down and beat on Zhao Jiuge's face, which recovers him from the lost soul state.
A rain drenched Zhao Jiuge's unspeakable mood calmed down. He looked up to the sky. Maybe everything was doomed. Compared with those monks who failed to reincarnate in this road, he was still lucky.
At least he can live a stable life for a hundred years, and an ordinary person, living a day-to-day life, although insipid, it is not a kind of happiness.
Once the wonderful life let him as a dream, go with the wind, think about his own mistakes on the road of cultivation, but finally ended up in such a field, Zhao Jiuge laughed at himself.
He vomited his breath and swept away the depression in his heart. His smile returned to Zhao Jiuge's pale and delicate face. The air after the rain was fresh and incomparable. With Zhao Jiuge, the whole person was in a good mood.
After crying for vent, Zhao Jiuge no longer thought about those things that made him unhappy. Maybe Zhao Jiuge was a little reluctant to break the elixir, but for Pei Su Su Su, that was the reason why he was so upset.
After a short rest, Zhao Jiuge wanted to see what kind of condition his body was now. Although he knew that the elixir was broken and there was no possibility of cultivation, Zhao Jiuge held it Lucky psychological thought, maybe there is so little possibility?
Anyway, barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes. Although they are in the wild, they have no accomplishments now. Where can they be afraid of so much? Even if they encounter a little danger, they are just a chicken binding force. Therefore, Zhao Jiuge simply crosses his legs and explores his body's present condition.
After Zhao jiutou, he couldn't help crying, but he couldn't help crying.
Not only in the abdomen of the Dantian, the eight grade miraculous elixir disappeared, but also the empty shadow of the Buddha laughing at the Sanskrit Dharma body. Without the support of spiritual power, not only the Sanskrit Dharma body, but also the four golden dragons could not be condensed again.
Although his meridians were not damaged at all, without the support of spiritual power, everything was in vain. Zhao Jiuge wanted to run the skill as he had just started, absorbing the spiritual power into his body, but as the legend has it, the spiritual power around him can not enter the body at all.
After trying for a long time, Zhao Jiuge was full of sweat, but the result was still the same. Zhao Jiuge simply chose to give up, and his only hope was shattered.
However, Zhao Jiuge was not disappointed this time. Maybe he had made the worst plan for the result. He stood up slowly. Zhao Jiuge laughed at himself and then talked to himself.
"Now, I'm a common man again, but even if I don't have spiritual power, I'm afraid my body is much stronger than many low-level monks."
Now that he has no spiritual power, his storage ring can't be used, let alone control the flying sword. Even if he wants to put "Hanming" into the storage ring, Zhao Jiuge can't help but feel helpless. Is a superb spirit tool to be used as firewood?
Zhao Jiuge took a look at the direction of the "cold hell" on his back, and immediately became extremely ambitious. Even if he lost his cultivation, what would happen? Can't I continue to travel around the world? Even if an ordinary person is not the same to be able to go to every place, although the road is rough and difficult, Zhao Jiuge has never lacked perseverance. It is better to walk around and have more knowledge than to find a place to live.
Think of here, Zhao Jiuge immediately set off, toward the East, has been planning the route to go.
Deep in the mountains and old woods, walking alone, only accompanied by Xiao Hei, which makes Zhao Jiuge not lonely. Xiaohei, who has been sleeping soundly, seems to understand what happened. There is a little sadness in his vivid eyes. In the past, his lively temperament is even more honest. He is afraid that imitating Buddha will affect Zhao Jiuge's mood, but occasionally he will still cry two times.
"Fortunately, I have you with me when I'm in the worst."
Zhao Jiuge didn't care about this, but stroked Xiao Hei's fur and said calmly. It seems that after a rain, Zhao Jiuge's mentality gradually recovered.
This is Zhao Jiuge's optimistic nature and can withstand ups and downs. Ordinary people may not be able to bear this setback for a long time. In history, there are many people who directly commit suicide because of the sharp contrast between the previous and the later after the elixir was broken for various reasons.
Zhao Jiuge's back is "cold and dark", and he is only accompanied by a little black. His back looks a little lonely. In this place where strength is respected, strength is fundamental. Without strength, everything will be lost.Zhao Jiuge had thought that he had no intention to go back to zongmen to find master Jian, but he felt that even Xuantian Jianmen could not solve this problem. Otherwise, many people would not die of depression.
Moreover, even if he went back, he didn't know how to face those teachers, elders and elder sister tie Hongling. Although he was reluctant to give up, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help it. Quan should die outside. He had decided not to go back. He took the body of the disabled to travel around the world for the rest of his life. Wherever he went, he would go with the tide.
Once all turned into memories, even if too much do not give up their own unwilling, Zhao Jiuge can only silently hide this bitter in his heart.
Zhao Jiuge, who walked for a while, suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky. This moment and the moment when he was killed by the old man are so similar. He is so frightened and confused. However, he seems to be a little different at that moment, because he has grown up.
After shaking his head, Zhao Jiuge went on his way. The top priority was to find a city to settle down in. Otherwise, after dark, he did not cultivate himself. If he met a spirit beast, he could drink a pot. Although he was not afraid of death, he could not be so cowardly. Since God left him a life, there was his reason.
In my memory, there is a huge city near the border between Leizhou and Qingzhou. Zhao Jiuge has been walking towards the East.
Along the way, Zhao Jiuge is also constantly thinking about Pei Su Su's last words. What is right and what is evil?
This sentence has always impacted Zhao Jiuge's mind. It has to be said that even he himself can't say why. All along, when people talk about evil cultivation, they are cruel and heartless. It seems that this feeling has been integrated into the bones. But in fact, some people in the right way, for their own selfish desires, have not done something more than that The evil cultivation wanted to be vicious, but he was extremely skillful and concealed it.
Maybe, as Pei Su Su said, nothing is so absolute, and I can't kill all the people on a boat just because of one thing.
However, although the truth is so, their identities are too different. One is the chief disciple of Xuantian Jianmen, and the other is the daughter of the master of demon sect. How could these two people come together.
At that time, Pei Su Su Su's mother, as a disciple of Wan daozong, betrayed his school for love, and came to the demon sect with Pei Songtao. Later, Wan daozong cleaned up the door and sent someone to kill Pei Su Su's mother. From then on, Pei Songtao and wandaozong had nothing to do with each other.
It's just like a disciple passed on by himself. Besides, Zhao Jiuge, as the leader of Xuantian Jianmen, is also the chief disciple. In the future, he is likely to take over Xuantian Jianmen. If this event is really going to break out, how do others think of Xuantian Jianmen, the old face of Jianmen will be lost.
Moreover, the two of them could not give up their identity for the sake of another person. Even if Zhao Jiuge could not practice, he would not follow Pei Su Su back to the demon sect. It was obviously impossible for Pei Su to give up everything and give up her father. Therefore, both of them knew that Pei Su Su was very sad and did not bother Zhao Jiuge any more 。
Ask the world what love is, only let people live and die, Zhao Jiuge can die for Pei Su Su, but can not be with her, this may be the biggest sorrow in life.
I can't forget the new worries and old people after the wind and rain. A word of love is the most grinding.
All the way to the East, the weather turned better, and the downpour stopped completely. Along the way, the flowers and plants in the mountains and forests were stained with some water drops.
Zhao Jiuge suddenly had a feeling of seeing tomorrow through the dark clouds, and the weather was quite strange. It was raining heavily just now, but now the sun is coming out again.
The rainbow after the rain is so beautiful, Zhao Jiuge squints his eyes and can't help but look at it more. At this moment, he feels that he has missed too many things in his daily practice, such as the rainbow, mountains and rivers. Maybe he can see these changes in his mind, which is why he is now a waste man One, but still need to insist on walking the rest of the way.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge's unhappiness seems to be swept away, and even the eyes of looking at the world again become quite different.
Looking at the colorful rainbow after the rain and the white clouds all over the sky, Zhao Jiuge's mood suddenly changed. He had a mood of watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, flattered or humiliated, looked at the clouds in the sky, and had no intention of leaving or staying.
Zhao Jiuge immersed in his own mind, knot in this moment to untie, at the same time, he also put down everything, and at this moment, a strange scene happened.
At this moment, the aura around him poured into his body crazily. The speed of Zhao Jiuge's life was never seen before. At least, even though he had not absorbed the aura so fast with his later cultivation in the spiritual elixir realm.
Zhao Jiuge, who has just untied his heart knot, is still enjoying the feeling of the summer wind blowing his face. He is stunned by this sudden scene. If there are people nearby, they will be surprised to find that those auras are shining with a little light. They are rich and pure, and can be seen by the naked eye. They directly pour into Zhao Jiuge's body and transform them into spiritual power through meridians.Zhao Jiuge's eyes widened and his head was a little confused. However, he didn't use Kung Fu to absorb spiritual power. Even if he deliberately operated the skill to absorb spiritual power, it would not have any effect. He had tried for a long time just now.
So what's going on here!
Although Zhao Jiuge doesn't quite understand, but a pair of dark eyes are full of joy, because it seems that he is expected to practice again!
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