Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 58 When old friends come to find, the hero is too late

After all.

Ji Qiu took Su Qixiu to travel all over the 49 counties of the seven prefectures of Dagan.

The mountains of Taiyue are high and the rivers and seas are long. Seeing the prosperity of the capital, seeing all kinds of things in the world, and the hardships of the people, it is no doubt that the girl who was once trapped between the high walls has grown up completely.

During this long journey of thousands of miles, Ji Qiu used the remaining Yuanyang fruit as medicine, supplemented by his own aura, and finally completely eliminated the yin energy in Su Qixiu's body.

Conceived of Taoism Taiyin, when Ji Qiu began to teach Su Qixiu the method of practice, her advancement did not disappoint.

Find a sense of energy in a day, and try to receive the spiritual energy.

It only takes one month to enter the early stage of Qi refining in this place where the spiritual energy is thin, and show its edge, and the progress far exceeds Ji Qiu's estimate.

For this, Ji Qiu was naturally very pleased.

one year later.

On this day, at the end of the year, heavy snow and frost fell.

Ji Qiu, who lived temporarily at the foot of the Xuankong Temple, welcomed a special guest.

The hair that has been stored for a year was tied up by Ji Qiu with a wooden hairpin. After seeing it, others would no longer recognize that he was a monk.

Fengshen is handsome, bright as a jade tree, coupled with that white dress that is not stained with dust, whoever sees him will have to praise Mr. Pianpian, gentle as jade.

Of course, the premise is to throw away his black and white, slightly mottled hair color.

However, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, his whole body exudes twilight and vicissitudes. This contrast undoubtedly makes people doubtful.

At least that's what Zhao Zhen, who is full of spiritual energy and full of energy since he went down the mountain from Tianshidao, really thinks so.

Zhao Zhenzhen carried the wooden sword on his back, looked at the man in white who was sweeping the snow quietly, and his whole body was full of energy, he paused in his footsteps, a little hesitant.

In his aura perception, the snow-sweeping man in front of him, if he didn't look at his face and the faint aura fluctuations around him, was no different from those seven old men who were about to die at the age of 80.

"Really like a little master?"

Zhao Zhenzhen stepped on the snow and walked up to him. After confirming it, he finally couldn't help asking:

"In just over a year, how can you have all the energy in your body?"

Hearing the voice, Ji Qiu raised his head and saw that Zhao Zhenzhen in front of him was still the same as before.

Dressed in purple, with a wooden sword on his back, he behaved naturally, exuding vitality all over his body.

It really makes people envious and jealous.
Abandoning the dark thoughts rising in his heart, Ji Qiu smiled slightly, shook his head, raised his finger and let out a soft 'shh':
"Brother Daoist Zhao, long time no see, you still look the same as before."

"Let's talk in the house first."

After finishing speaking, Ji Qiu turned to the room and said in a warm voice:
"Axiu, here's a guest."

squeak
In the small courtyard, the door of the main house opened.

The girl in red stepped out of the threshold in half a step, with a pair of bright brown eyes:
"Is it the master on the mountain?"

After all, the woman looked up, but she saw that she was neither enlightened nor quiet, but a purple-clothed Taoist who looked like a fairy, and was only half as good as Ji Qiu in terms of appearance.

"Who is this?"

Seeing an outsider coming, the woman straightened her rolled-up hair and spoke curiously.

"It's a fellow friend I met when I was traveling down the mountain before."

"For a while, I visited three mountains and five mountains together with Brother Daoist Zhao, and paid homage to several famous martial arts schools in the world. I was very unhappy for a while."

"Thinking about it now, it's almost the same as yesterday!"

Greeting Zhao Zhenzhen, Ji Qiu introduced with a faint smile.

After the woman heard this, she said "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The two looked extremely harmonious, and there was no jerky in a series of actions, as if it should be like this.

The three of them entered the house, Su Qixiu closed the door, and after covering up the outside wind, snow and cold, she spoke skillfully:

"Talk first, I'll make tea."

After the woman finished speaking, she walked towards the inner room on one side.

And when Su Qixiu's figure faded away, Zhao Zhenzhen couldn't bear it anymore.

He first waved his hands and set up a sound-proof trick, and then he spoke at a rapid rate like a cannonball:
"What happened over the past year?"

"Xiaodao, I still remember when you and I parted. Monk, your cultivation base is higher than mine, but now you look like you are dying?"

"And that woman, are you getting married?"

Zhao Zhenzhen retreated in the Tao of Tianshi, and did not ask about ordinary worldly affairs. After he came to Tianshi Mountain, he wanted to follow the promise he had made with Ji Qiu Tao, and come to find him to find the fairy fate together.

But I didn't expect it, but when I saw it today, it turned out that the world has changed, and the sea has changed.

This appearance, not to mention seeking immortality, even if you want to live a few more years, I'm afraid it's just wishful thinking
Zhao Zhenzhen frowned:
"Did you offend some high-level enemy?"

"If that's the case, tell me your name, surname and origin. Xiaodao has achieved success in cultivation in other years, and this revenge will be avenged for you."

The Taoist in purple clothes spoke solemnly.

Right now, he has consolidated his Taoism in the mid-stage of Qi refining, and his strength is barely comparable to that of Ji Qiu back then.

An enemy that even Ji Qiu can't match, Zhao Zhenzhen thought to himself that his current Taoism should not be enough, but if he can practice for a while, he is confident that he can defeat all enemies!
Hearing Zhao Zhenzhen's words, Ji Qiu felt a warm current in his heart.

Traveling with each other for several months, this Taoist is one of the few true friends in his life.

It is gratifying to be able to do this.

Ever since, Ji Qiu thanked Zhao Zhenzhen for his kindness, waved his hand, and told all the encounters.

At the end, he sighed deeply and said:
"Everything is fate, nothing can be controlled by others."

"The immortal journey in this world can only end here. If you really want to mention it, how can you be reconciled?"

There is great terror between life and death, even though Ji Qiu knows that this world is over, he still has his real body, and he still has the opportunity to make great strides and embark on the great journey, but he still feels fear in his heart.

If reincarnation is reality and the real body is a big dream, so what?
It is said that a great enlightened person may detect life and death, but Ji Qiu thinks to himself that he is just a practitioner with a little bit of Taoism, and he still can't see through all this.

This kind of fear keeps attacking my heart as my life span goes by, even when the spiritual energy can't last long.

Death is not scary.

It takes a few seconds to draw the knife and live up to the boy's head. How difficult can it be?
But seeing myself aging step by step, but being powerless and only waiting for the time of death to come, is the most uncomfortable.

Only now did Ji Qiu understand why Su Chilong was willing to throw everything away when he was nearly a hundred years old, and went all out to practice that magic skill.

After Zhou Gong was afraid of rumors, Wang Mang was humble and did not usurp the time.

How can there be a born giant monster?
It's all just step by step, step by step to the abyss that is beyond redemption.

Just when Ji Qiu was feeling melancholy.

Su Qixiu, on the other hand, held a tray and gently placed two cups of warm tea in front of herself and Zhao Zhenzhen.

Looking at the hot tea with white steam and more than a dozen green leaves floating in front of him, Ji Qiu came back to his senses.

Only then can he maintain peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)