Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 279 May there be years to look back!
That is a story as long as a century.

Turn the memory over.

Facing Ao Jing's timeline spanning 800 years, Ji Qiu really didn't want to continue to be vague when asked such a question.

Some things used to be covered up by seeking the truth wholeheartedly, but now, it is not easy to use it once and twice.

The Taoist smiled wryly, and after careful consideration, he chose to confess a bit.

So, he turned the past events into oral narratives, and narrated them under the peach blossom tree.

From the perspective of outsiders, the story actually has nothing to be memorable.

It was just an ordinary temple called Xuankong Temple. There was a young monk named Zhenru who met an ordinary princess from a small ordinary country at dusk one day.

It's like being innate in martial arts in the mundane world. He was unstoppable in all his battles. Zeng Ping was plagued by bandits, went to Mount Yue, defeated the Demon Sect, became famous all over the world, and was hailed as the number one among the younger generation.

Later, in order to bring a woman, he went to experience the broad road of immortality, and suffered a Taoist injury.

And in his year, together with Mantian Feixue, he left this world.

Only the side of the bed was left, and the woman who had concluded the agreement was left alone in the world.

For Ji Qiu, it is extremely convenient to tell.

Because in his long life, the time of that first life seemed particularly short.

However, with only a few years of highlights and experience, following a few words, he and Ao Jing in front of him spoke vividly.

Compared with the second and third worlds, the journey of Jiazi's time at every turn may seem a little thin.

But in the end, it is a precious experience when you have not set foot on the fairy road.

In the beginning, it was still somewhat unforgettable.

Ao Jing can express his feelings to Ji Qiu openly, but Ji Qiu, no matter what, dare not respond directly to Su Qixiu before seeing Su Qixiu again.

Therefore, he used narrative techniques to tell this perhaps not so exciting story to the woman in front of him.

And the woman Bingxue is smart, her mind is clear, and she doesn't understand what he means by side-talking.

Therefore, two slender fingers bent and tapped lightly on the stone table in front of them:
"what do you mean"

"After leaving Dayan, crossing the outside world, and then falling."

"In the so-called reincarnation of the next life, have you ever entered into a marriage contract with a woman?"

The narrow and beautiful eyes slowly narrowed:

"You can practice all the way, with ups and downs. It can be said that there are thousands of difficulties and dangers. Qi refining, Daoji, Jindan, Dharma. Even if it is you, according to what you said, you have lost your life several times before you are the closest to the Dharma. True Monarch."

"The difficulty of the fairy road is more difficult than going to the blue sky."

"Even if you tried your best in that life to continue the immortal journey for that girl, so what?"

Pursing his lips, Ao Jing's words fluctuated a bit, with a slight sourness that could not be detected, and then he said heavily:

"The eastern wasteland is boundless, and there are four seas and heaven and earth. If you can't become a true king of Dharma, you might not even survive a thousand years of life."

"Maybe now that hundreds of thousands of years of wind and frost have been wiped away, the pink lady you once cared about in your heart has long been turned into a pile of dry bones, maybe it's not certain."

Ao Jing thought that Ji Qiu would give her many answers.

Unexpectedly, his response was this.

"I probably know that she should not have fallen."

"Also, now that I have achieved the golden elixir, if I go one step further, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and it is a great achievement."

"At that time, regardless of life or death, I will go to see her."

"As for you, Ajing"

The Taoist looked at the pair of blue water eyes in front of him, and opened his mouth:

"I know what you meant when you asked me what kind of girl I like."

"After so many years, I really should give you an answer."

Ji Qiu raised his head, hesitated for a moment, then stood up.

The warm wind at noon blows the wide sleeves of his purple robe.

Because he drank the dusty wine brought by Ao Jing and recalled the past frequently, Ji Qiu's current thoughts can't be regarded as sober anymore.

He looked at the woman in front of him, as if he couldn't see the real woman through a layer of mist, and took a deep breath:

"If you only say you like it."

"Should like it."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

As soon as the Taoist's voice fell.

There was a buzzing sound in Ao Jing's ears, and he lost his mind for a moment.

this
Without any warning, it came suddenly.

With a 'swish', she raised her head, her eyes widened slightly, and the faint blush on both sides of her cheeks replaced her original white and jade-like complexion.

The corners of her lips curled up uncontrollably, as if a smile appeared, but in the end she forcibly held back, crossed her hands, hid them under the stone table, and placed them on her knees that were closed inwards.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly lowered his head again, even though they were all people who had lived for a long time, but after a half-beat slow, he still couldn't help laughing out with a 'puchi'.

This sentence.

She waited for more than 800 years
somehow.

The emotion that seemed to be empty at first was filled up by a trivial sentence like this.

Compared with the past, when she inherited the name of the descendant of Xihai, or took charge of the soldiers of the Holy Land, or achieved the Faxiang Realm, and became a powerful party, it made people more happy and excited.

Perhaps, she was so easily satisfied.

It's just that the prerequisite for this kind of satisfaction has been waited for too long.

It was almost too long, but I didn't wait.

"but"

"I was devoted to the Tao back then, and I didn't promise anything like you."

"Even if you are the most respected and noble now, you can tell at a glance that you are a powerful existence in charge of ups and downs, but as a close friend who accompanied you in the past, I don't want to deceive you or use you at all."

"When you rescued Ah Jing back then, frankly speaking, it was a pure profit transaction."

"So, I still can't promise you anything now."

"I need to meet that person."

"Only when I find her, see her with my own eyes, and really walk on the great road and fairy road I have spent my whole life opening up for her, will I completely let go."

"Because, that's the only person I've ever made a promise to."

"I won't break the contract."

"Life or death, I will look for it."

The Taoist changed the subject and spoke in a low voice.

But this second half of the sentence.

Obviously, the dragon girl on the opposite side didn't listen much.

In other words, I listened to it, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Because she didn't mind these things in the first place.

Just like what Zhao Ziqiong expressed back then, she saw it very clearly.

She never cared about these.

If you like someone, you have to be generous and tolerate everything about the other person. If you can't even do this, can it still be called liking?
It's like the mountain looking at the water, the water flowing into the mountain, the sea reflecting the moon, the person you like, no matter what you do, you still like it.

This in itself is my own decision, and has nothing to do with other people's half-cent coins.

"it does not matter."

"I like you, this is my own business."

"Sometimes, you don't really have to think about it so much."

Ao Jing held the skirt of the palace dress, stood up slowly, looked at the man who was looking at her with a low voice, only smiled sweetly, and said:

"Remember Xin You'an?"

"The one you rescued with your own hands, that is, the Marquis of Yan Wu, has been counted all over the world, and he is also a master of both civil and martial arts."

"He once wrote a poem after you left. I like the last sentence or two."

As she spoke, she hummed:
"People look for him thousands of Baidu."

"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, where the lights are dim."

The woman's eyes are bright:
"Actually, you don't have to be so nervous, Ji Qiu."

"Whatever you want to do, just do it."

"I don't expect more. Even if you don't respond to my expectations, I only hope that I can watch you and continue to walk on the path you hoped for, that's all."

I don't know if it's because of the drunkenness, but Ao Jing's face that doesn't wear makeup is a little red at this moment.

Letting the skirt of the blue-gold palace dress hang down, the woman slowly raised her slender jade legs, crossed the small half of the stone table, and was very close to the purple-robed Taoist.

Afterwards, it was just like the last time that year, but at this time, Ao Jing became more daring.

Her arms are slightly opened, her exquisite figure is well-proportioned, and she is vividly displayed in this narrow distance for a while.

Ji Qiu suddenly found out.

He seemed unable to move.

Then the beautiful figure exuding a little fragrance in front of her suddenly hugged him, put her cheek on his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice:
"With me here this time, even if you want to die, you won't be able to die."

"When I came here before, there was a demon king in the Dharma Realm in the East China Sea. He wanted to kill you across a long distance, but when I saw it, he was crushed to death."

"Don't say that he is just a demon king. Even if the three saints of the East China Sea come forward, I will not ask you to do anything."

"Don't move, don't even think about moving, let me hold you for a while."

Her arms were close to Ji Qiu's, rubbing against her.

Feeling the heat on his chest, Ji Qiu's face became a little hot.

Ao Jing's words just now moved him, then shocked him.

The former showed his true feelings, and he couldn't help but make him feel ashamed, while the latter snapped his fingers to destroy the demon king, and his words were even more comparable to the saints.
You must know that the demon king corresponds to the true king of the human race, and the saint is the Taoist king of the primordial spirit!

In this world, according to what the Supreme Butian once said, the primordial spirit is already a supreme existence.

It doesn't matter whether there are still people in this great world who are even higher in the Dao Slashing Venerable, but in any case, this realm is not his golden core, which can be touched.

Ao Jing's thigh seems to be much harder than Chen Xuan's.
Ji Qiu raised his eyebrows, glanced sideways, looked at the girl who looked like a koala hanging in front of him, and sighed.

That's it.

After all, it was all his own fault.

The cuts are endless, the reason is still chaotic, and there is no such decisiveness as swinging a sword to cut the thread of love.

Even if you are kneeling, you have to admit it.

After a long time, Ao Jing, who squinted his eyes and showed a satisfied smile, let go of his body.

And Ji Qiu was finally able to move.

That's right, he didn't even struggle just now, not because he didn't want to move, but because...
Facing a figure who is comparable to the primordial spirit in his words, he really can't move!

People don't tell him to move.

He couldn't move at all.

Nothing to say.

Ao Jing pulled the stone bench over, leaned against him, held his arm, and didn't speak.

There is a saying well.

I am not afraid that you are reserved, but I am afraid that you have no thought of being reserved at all, that is really unbearable.

Seeing this, Ji Qiu was not idle.

With the end of the third world.

The ups and downs of that year's experience are naturally sealed in my heart, and there are occasional obstacles.

Like his father, Yue Hongtu, the Empress of Great Yan, Zhao Ziqiong, and Zi Xiao, who has been reborn under his hands.
All these, he wanted to learn from Ao Jing.

"Things are people and not everything."

"After so many years, I don't know the old acquaintances of the past. How many people can still live in this world like Ao Jing."

After thinking about it in his heart, Ji Qiu immediately opened his mouth, a little nervous, and immediately asked:
"Ajing."

"For more than 800 years, you still exist in the world. I don't know my old acquaintance, how many people are left in this world?"

The figures who were either impressive or helpful to him in his path flashed across his mind one by one.

Hearing his voice, the woman thought for a moment:
"I've lived in the West Sea all year round, so I'm actually not very well informed about the news about the Eastern Wilderness."

"But like Uncle, Zhao Ziqiong, and your disciple, they are all living well now, and they are all giants of a party, and they are real big shots."

"Since you left that year, in less than 100 years, the era of Dayan's unparalleled access to heaven and earth has completely passed, and the great spiritual mountains and blessed places have been revived one after another."

"Almost at the same time, Zhao Ziqiong cultivated the body of a king with the luck of the dynasty, and the aura of all the people and officials of the Great Yan were all maintained in one place, and completely transformed into a dynasty of fortune."

"After my uncle unified Dayan back then, he was disarmed and returned to the fields. However, after a hundred years or so, he also broke through the shackles, broke through the barriers of celestial phenomena, and went to a higher level to become a martial arts celestial being."

"As for now, I think it can be called the ultimate level of martial arts."

"That disciple of yours is even more amazing. I don't know what kind of great opportunity he has found, and he led Zixiao all the way to triumphantly. It took only a thousand years to prove the status of Yuanshen, not inferior to Zhao Ziqiong!"

"Although the current Zixiao is far away from this remote place, you should have heard of the reputation of the Zixiao Holy Land."

"In a sense, you, a little Golden Core cultivator, can be regarded as the patriarch of the sect in a holy land. How about it, does it sound surprising?"

According to Ji Qiu's words, Ao Jing told him all the changes in these years little by little.

When Ji Qiu listened to it and knew that Yue Hongtu, Zhao Ziqiong, and Zixiao, the three people and things he cared about the most, after years of baptism, things still existed, he couldn't help feeling a little relieved.

What I am most afraid of is that when the world of mortals looks back, everything I have fought for has been turned into a cloud of the past, leaving only a lonely person.

Looking at it now, it's more than that tragic.

Right now, after Ji Qiu saw that he used to be a little butterfly, flapping his wings inadvertently and causing such a big change, there was only one thought in his mind.

That was that life, and it was not in vain.

As for Li Hanzhou's achievement of primordial spirit, and Zixiao Holy Land.
In fact, long before, when he met Chen Xuan, who was nicknamed "Beicang Zhenjun", he vaguely had another idea.

Now that Ao Jing finished speaking, Ji Qiu became more and more sure.

That is, the Zixiao Holy Land where Zhang Shouyi was born and Zhao Zhenzhen worshiped.
Probably.

It was the sect that he reopened the world and passed on to Li Hanzhou in the past!

Seeing Ji Qiu thinking about it, he was a little absent-minded.

Ao Jing thought he was stunned, so he raised his arm and shook it in front of him:

"Don't pay too much attention to it. After all, it's been so many years. If you know someone who is still alive today, they are at least a True Monarch."

"Cultivating well means that with your current foundation, sooner or later, you will stand in front of them again with a brand new attitude."

"And during this time, I will cover you."

"It won't be any worse than any so-called mountain top, don't worry."

Putting down her arms, the girl in Tsing Yi smiled happily:
"It wasn't sure before."

"But after today, if I want to"

"Then there will be another peak in this world."

"It's me!"

(End of this chapter)