Chitose words

Chapter 126 Farewell to the Past
Xie Zhao was leaving that day, and Nanxu knew that he would not be able to keep her unless he used force.

Therefore, the High Priest of Nanxu no longer wastes his time on unnecessary arguments.

However, his expression still didn't look very good.

He forcefully stuffed a bunch of pills for strengthening the body and replenishing Qi into Xie Zhao, so that she came empty-handed and penniless, but ended up going back with a lot of money and wealth.

Xie Zhao held the baggage in his arms with joy, as if he was holding some great treasure!

Then, she lightly bumped the shoulder of the high-minded high priest of Nanxu with her shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Okay, you don't have to mention that you owe me anything in the future. I can't do it, I can't do it.

This burden is so affectionate and meaningful, and I think you have repaid it. "

This burden is more than just "deep love and deep friendship"?
Xie Zhao's fox eyes almost narrowed with laughter.

She just took a careful look!

Good guy, I really didn’t expect that a person like Nan Xu, who has no fingers in the spring water, is aloof and ignorant of the world, would actually know how to give her money!

Banknote!
OK!She collected the hush money!

What you receive is satisfactory, what you receive is peace of mind, and what you receive is like being at home!

Then Xie Zhao happened to still owe his son Baden, so he pretended to say——

"Tell me, you are all brothers, what do you do with the money? It's vulgar! It's vulgar!
Can our friendship of more than ten years be measured by this mere banknote? "

While the guy was talking, he didn't forget to glance at him with his eyes.

The tone of voice emphasized "more than ten years" and "merely", and the meaning was hard to understand!

——A relationship of more than ten years!Just such a stack of banknotes?Are you sure you don't want to add money?

Nanxu gently put down the tea cup and said calmly:

"The Shentai Palace has always been maintained by the Tianchen royal family and believers. Although there are many treasures and books, there are only so many banknotes. Do you want it or not?"

Xie Zhao grew up in Shentai Palace since she was a child, so she naturally knew that Nanxu did not lie to her.

The Shentai Palace is said to be extremely beautiful, but outsiders also have the troubles of outsiders, that is, there are very few yellow and white things.

Probably the believers could not bear to use yellow and white common things to tarnish the reputation of the Shentai Palace that had been passed down from generation to generation.

And the priests will naturally not compete with the people for profit, so this stack of banknotes is actually not too small.

If Xie Zhao keeps to herself, only wants food and clothing, and does not indulge in extravagant pleasures, then this money will be enough for her to live on for several lifetimes.

Xie Zhao said "cut", withdrew his shining "thieves' eyes", and pretended to be dumbfounded:
"What are you talking about? I can't even understand you. Tsk tsk, if you ask me, you're too young."

Nanxu frowned.

"What's 'small'?"

Xie Zhao gently raised his chin, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Of course, our high priest's structure has become smaller."

She looked around and raked.

"I, Xie Zhao, am not the kind of vulgar person who reaches out for money!

How can you look at people through the crack in the door? You look down on them, don't you?

Come on, let me take the first step. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. We are destined to meet again in the world. "

"and many more."

Nanxu suddenly reached out and grabbed her sleeves, stopping her leaving.

Xie Zhao held on to the baggage tightly, thinking that Nanxu felt that he had given her too much and regretted it.

Her eyes were very alert: "What?"

Now that the money is in her hands, does she still want to take it back?
What a dream!

Unexpectedly, Nanxu hesitated slightly, then frowned and asked an irrelevant question.

"Are you serious, don't you see the road hurts the sparrow?"

The expression on Xie Zhao's smiling face faded a bit.

The next moment she let go of the hand holding the bundle, put it casually behind her back, then tilted her head and smiled softly. "...gone. Now that the 'Thousand Years Sword Immortal' is dead, it's time to make a clean break with the past.

Otherwise, if the lotus roots are broken and the threads are tied together, what's the point? "

Nanxu looked at her quietly for a moment.

"I thought the road-scarred sparrows were different."

Xie Zhao looked back at him with a smile, and replied with a smile:
"He is indeed different, and you are also different from others. But Nanxu, so what?
If I hadn't been caught by your irrefutable proof and couldn't escape because I wasn't as skilled as others, do you think you would have known? "

Nanxu immediately took a deep breath.

This little bastard has been a good player since he was a child.

Only outsiders who don't know the origins of the story would think that Princess Tianchen, the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal", is some kind of dignified and noble daughter of Zhaoge.

Xie Zhao broke free from the cuffs held by Nanxuxu, waved his hand and said:

"Okay, why have you become a mother-in-law?"

Nanxu said, "Fu Jingci, do you know that ever since your accident happened on the fifth day of the first lunar month of the third year of Jing'an, Lu Shangque has drawn the ground as a prison and tied himself to the 'Thousand Machines Palace'?"
Maybe he blames himself for not protecting you well, so in the past year and eight months, he punished himself for being in the chilly Qianji Palace full of agencies and never stepped out.

And that night he came back injured and seemed to be disheartened.

Even so, are you really not going to tell him that you are still alive? "

Xie Zhao paused slightly, and then she suddenly said incoherently:
"He came back injured that day. Have you ever seen how he was injured?"

Nanxu shook his head slightly, frowned and said, "I never saw that when he returned to Shentai Palace, he locked himself in your Zhaohua Palace for many days.

When he came out again, I discovered at a glance that in just a few days, he had actually fallen from the void to the mysterious realm.

It's just that he has never left the Shentai Palace since then, so people in the outside world don't know about it yet. "

It is almost extremely difficult and rare for a martial arts master's level to plummet, but it stands to reason that it does not necessarily never happen.

Because each level of breakthrough in martial arts is a complete separation after a great enlightenment for the martial arts practitioner.

Only after it is broken can it be established.

It stands to reason that once a situation is broken, one should be as stable as a rock.

Because of this, except for a few cases like Xie Zhao who were infected by the strange poison in the world, it is almost rare to hear or see a master whose realm plummeted inexplicably.

However, there are no absolutes in everything. There is another situation that may cause a martial arts master to suffer a sharp decline in his realm even though his internal strength is intact, that is, he has demonic obstacles in his mind and his Taoist mind is unstable.

Nanxu believes that this is the case for Lushangque now.

So he said: "Although this is just my personal guess, it should be the case in all likelihood.

A master of swordsmanship can hold his sword steadily only if he knows why he holds the sword and who he holds the sword for.

And your 'death' completely destroyed the sword soul and Taoist heart in Lu Shangque's heart, thus causing his realm to drop by a small level.

I personally think that this is the only way it is reasonable.

I remember that when he was a child, he was a slave of the Xie family, and when he was young, he was your sword attendant.It can be said that Lu Shangque has been holding the sword for you in this life.

Therefore, only your 'death' will have such great 'power'... It made him, a master of the half-step void world, feel the regret of drawing his sword and looking around at a loss.

——Jing Ci, you are not a cruel person, I don’t know why you want to hide it from him. "

Xie Zhao's eyes lowered quietly.

She was slightly lost in thought, shaking her head slightly and smiling at herself.

Why hold the sword, and for whom.
Her eyes inadvertently fell on the wind chimes hanging high outside the window.

This thing originally did not exist in Xie Zhao's Zhaohua Hall. It was probably a new item left behind when Nanxu later set up an array here.

Xie Zhao originally wanted to say some incoherent words to confuse him, but she tried her best to raise the corners of her lips, but failed.

Finally, she said: "Nan Xu, now my 'cruel heart' is the best way to help him."

Everything in Fu Jingci turned out to be meaningless.

(End of this chapter)