Capítulo 1163: Chapter 77: The 36th Generation Heavenly Master, Chu Moxiu
At this mont, it was nightti, pitch-black all around. From ti to ti, the sound of beasts roaring ca from the mountains and forests. The depths of the forest at night were extrely dangerous, with extrely powerful fierce beasts roaming around.
Lin Feng and Woh Qingqing found a dry cave. Then Lin Feng lit a campfire, making the cave bright and warm.
“Does your Guxie Sect, as an Evil Path force, have any connection with this Blood Demon Mountain?” Lin Feng asked.
He suddenly rembered the Guxie Sect, a force both righteous and malevolent, and Woh Qingqing was definitely a ruthless woman.
“The forces of the Evil Demon Path have so connection, more or less,” Woh Qingqing said, then slightly frowned, “However, Guxie Sect’s ties to Blood Demon Mountain aren’t too significant. Our Guxie Sect is more closely related to the Holy Demon Hall.”
Lin Feng nodded and said, “In the future, be cautious of those from Blood Demon Mountain.”
Woh Qingqing was silent for a mont, then slightly nodded.
The campfire painted Woh Qingqing’s beautiful face with a hint of red.
“Qingqing…” Lin Feng called out.
“Hmm,” Woh Qingqing snorted twice, perhaps displeased with the way Lin Feng called her na.
Lin Feng held Woh Qingqing’s delicate hand and said, “These years, I’ve often thought about you. Have you thought about ?”
Woh Qingqing’s pretty face instantly turned a rosy pink, and her heart raced. She hadn’t harbored any resentnt toward Lin Feng for a long ti and would often think of him on countless nights.
Hearing Lin Feng’s words now, her heart softened. As a woman, she felt shy, turning her face away so as not to see Lin Feng.
Lin Feng then hugged Woh Qingqing’s slender waist.
“What are you doing?” Woh Qingqing asked with a flushed face.
“Nothing, just want to hold you, so you won’t run away!” Lin Feng said.
Woh Qingqing felt both delighted and shy at these loving words, her face resting on Lin Feng’s chest.
Jiangnan, Wushan, connected to Chu’s dream, sending off rain and clouds several tis. Springti atop Yaoxuan Golden Valley, no eting with the Jade Immortals promised. Purple mist, fragrant smoke untraceable, gentle breeze, and bright moon bring longing. Bring longing, grass turns green, listening for the phoenix couple’s lody.
This poem tells the story of a pair of lovers who fall in love after enduring various hardships.
Just like what Woh Qingqing has gone through.
Woh Qingqing’s feelings for Lin Feng were complex in the first place.
After eting Lin Feng again.
Her complex emotions had many surprises, many joys, and many shyness.
But as a woman, Woh Qingqing naturally wouldn’t express these feelings outwardly.
Lin Feng had now expressed his feelings for her.
Woh Qingqing then fell into love, unable to extricate herself.
Within the cave, the campfire danced.
Woh Qingqing, like a lazy little cat, curled up in Lin Feng’s arms, with a satisfied smile on her face as she drifted into a deep sleep.
In the latter half of the night, Lin Feng suddenly had a dream.
It was a jet-black world, in the dream, he walked along a path, aimlessly wandering in this dark world.
He didn’t know how long had passed when he saw a cultivator, clad in snow-like white clothes, with black hair draping over the shoulders.
Lin Feng felt this figure seed familiar.
He wanted to catch up to take a look, but the cultivator quickly disappeared without a trace.
As he ventured deeper.
Lin Feng suddenly felt that this world was growing colder and colder.
“The people of all worlds cannot escape the chains of fate, cannot escape the curse of destiny…”
Suddenly, a voice echoed around.
So abruptly.
“Who?”
Lin Feng shouted loudly.
But no one answered him.
Rumble!
He didn’t know how much ti had passed when Lin Feng suddenly heard a rumbling sound.
Then, in the distance, a chilling aura soared to the sky.
Ghost soldiers borrowing the road!
Life retreated!
Lin Feng was shocked, witnessing a terrifying sight.
Ghost soldiers, legendary troops that erge from Hell.
Wherever they pass signifies death.
Thus, the saying ghost soldiers borrowing the road, life retreats.
The ghost soldiers quickly charged from afar, the chilling aura reaching the sky, ghostly fog covering the heavens.
Where the ghost soldiers passed, all flowers and trees withered and died.
Lin Feng hurriedly chased after, and finally, he saw the ghost soldiers catch up to that man.
“Chu Moxiu. Follow us,”
A ghost soldier erged.
When Lin Feng heard this na.
He trembled all over.
Chu Moxiu.
Isn’t he the 36th Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Lineage?
The Heavenly Master Lineage produced a total of “Thirty-Six Heavenly Masters”!
These thirty-six Heavenly Masters were imprinted by the Stone Scripture.
Lin Feng clearly rembered Chu Moxiu’s na; he should be the Heavenly Master of the Late Ancient era.
“Fate… fate…” Chu Moxiu murmured.
He turned around.
Lin Feng saw his appearance.
What shocked Lin Feng, bewildered and incredulous was.
This man was actually the one who “abandoned Moon Clear Immortal”.
Lin Feng suddenly felt sothing was off.
Woh Qingqing said Moon Clear Immortal was from the Ancient Era.
Which does not match the era in which Chu Moxiu existed.
But then Lin Feng thought back, the Ancient Era being hundreds of thousands of years ago.
It’s normal for the records to be wrong.
After all, they are figures from hundreds of thousands of years ago.
An error in historical records is not sothing to be shocked about.
Chu Moxiu extended his right hand, releasing a paper crane.
And Chu Moxiu left with the ghost soldiers.
“The 36th Generation Heavenly Master was taken by the ghost soldiers.”
Lin Feng murmured.
He was quite shaken inside.
The ghost soldiers will enter Hell.
Why was Chu Moxiu taken away by ghost soldiers?
…
The ghost soldiers with Chu Moxiu disappeared in an instant.
And the paper crane flew to a place called Yueqing Immortal Palace.
“Yueqing Immortal Palace, indeed it’s Moon Clear Immortal’s palace. So this Moon Clear Immortal turned out to be a powerful figure of the Ancient Era, and Chu Moxiu, the 36th Generation Heavenly Master, was her lover,”
Lin Feng murmured.
The paper crane burnt, revealing a portion of the Immortal Palace and divine towers.
“Yueqing, our mortal ties have ended, forget ,”
Chu Moxiu said.
“Moxiu, co quickly…” A stunning beauty in the distance called softly.
Chu Moxiu walked over and embraced that woman’s slender waist.
“Why has it co to this?”
Moon Clear Immortal couldn’t believe it was real.
She took out the little poem Chu Moxiu had written that day.
Jade incense, red candle tears, shine on the painted hall’s autumn thoughts.
Thin brow greens, disheveled cloud hair, long nights, cold quilt and pillow.
Parasol tree, rain in the third watch, unspeakable parting’s bitter.
Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, dripping on the empty steps till the morning.
Moon Clear Immortal recited this little poem over and over.
Tears fell.
She tried hard to wipe away her tears.
But she couldn’t wipe them dry, tears kept flowing.
Later.
Yueqing Immortal Palace.
Renad as Heartless Hall.
And Moon Clear Immortal renad as Jueqing Immortal.
Another two hundred years passed.
Moon Clear Immortal tried to cross the Great God Tribulation, her heart longing for Chu Moxiu.
At the most critical mont of the tribulation, she was countered by the Heavenly Tribulation.
Suffering Tao injuries.
She barely managed to save her life.
“Moxiu, where have you gone?”
Moon Clear Immortal murmured.
She wanted to see her forr lover one last ti before she died.
But in the end, until her death.
With endless regret, she never found Chu Moxiu.
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