The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Chapter 786 The Road to Freedom
"What the hell is this? Tell me honestly!" Cui Zun was asking about the source of the gray water, which somewhat dissipated Yunying's accumulated anger and diverted her attention.

Geng Jiu didn't answer, and Yunying also guessed that he wouldn't answer, and her heart became more and more sad.

Although my father had someone to talk to, he still kept so many secrets alone.

Then Cui Zun, who later replaced his father to guard those secrets and also guarded her, did he also feel lonely?
After several times of chasing and killing, Yun Ying felt that her hatred was numb.

She thought bitterly, in fact, looking at it from another perspective, Xuanming Palace also genuinely valued her father.

After all, he was the first traitor in thousands of years. In the eyes of the so-called master, he must have caused the most anger and shock.

What's more, he has always been alive, defeating his former colleagues time and time again.

Even a person who is high above and thinks he controls the trend of the chessboard can't help but look at this little chess piece with his eyes open.

Unlike the gratifying pride of his mother before, what his father aroused in his heart was a tragic pride.

Even though he is as humble as dust, he still uses a long knife to open up a way for himself.

A road that is not prescribed by anyone.

Fleeing all the way, the two finally came to the ancestral land of the Qingling clan.That is, neither Cui Zun nor his father knew that this was where the Qingling clan lived.

Because when they arrived, it was an empty city.

In this way, Yixiang is much older than her father.

Who on earth took her captive and did not practice alchemy, but sent her to the realm of self-cultivation and handed her over to Liu Changqing?

This question flashed through Yunying's mind, and made her sigh wearily.

There are always so many things in the world that are constantly cut and messed up.

The ancestral land of the Qingling people was built on the continuous high mountains with lush vegetation. Surrounding this fairy mountain that rises from the ground is an extremely vast grassland.

Different from the prairie where the mother and Chu Jing crossed before, which was always covered by dust and sand, this prairie is very beautiful, with rivers lingering everywhere. As if pouring out from the horizon.

The most peculiar thing is that most of these grasses on the ground are spiritual grasses. During the day, they are the same shades of green as ordinary grass leaves, but at night, they will release a kind of gossamer that floats with the wind, and the leaves will also turn bright green. beautiful blue.The moon is shining, and the night wind is blowing. This place is like a blue sea, and countless only lives are flying freely on the sea.

Day and night, there is the fragrance of grass and trees in the wind, and there are clouds that seem to be frozen in the sky.

Geng Jiu walked slowly among them, with a relaxed posture that he never had before.

Cui Zun suggested him to come here early in the morning, looking for spiritual herbs that might be useful to him or to him.But I am more anxious to know that if I can't buy enough time, I won't be able to stand here.

At this time, more than three years have passed since Geng Jiu and Cui Zun signed the contract. During the three years, he evaded the pursuit of Xuanming Temple, collected many treasures from heaven and earth, and secretly refined a puppet with two-thirds of his body. .

This matter was very secretive and almost killed him, but he finally did it.

The current leisure is the first ray of wind that is not so harsh in the bitter world he has earned for himself.

Looking up at the clouds floating freely beside the moon, Geng Jiu said slowly: "If there is a chance of escape, I want to find a surname for myself."

"Which surname?" Cui Zun asked.

"cloud."

(End of this chapter)