Then suddenly welled up in the heart, turning into tears.
Along Song Brahman Mirror’s cheeks, continuously dripping to the ground.
Within the ten miles of frost cold condensed by her ’True Zhenren Domain’.
The tears instantly froze into ice, bright and shiny, like Luminous Pearls, adorned with a hint of sunset glow.
As they fell into the mottled blood splashes, on the desolate and chaotic ground filled with corpses and debris.
Instantly,
Like gentle rain on parched earth, with a ’whoosh’, spreading ripples, cleansing all the devastation around, in a breath!
Transforming all blood and corpses into the purest ’clear air’ of the mortal world, reviving withered bouquets, ubiquitous old trees and green plants, and moss growing in crevices.
Song Brahman Mirror’s cultivation had reached the Fourth Step Zhenren Realm, comparable to a major authority, and she was a generation of king blood.
In the Northwest Wilderness, if the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance Leader and Jing River Dragon King did not appear, Song Brahman Mirror could stand on equal footing with anyone.
With such heaven-reaching, earth-penetrating, nearly half-step ’seeking thod’ attainnts, in monts of great joy and sorrow, even the tears she couldn’t hold back activated her king blood and True Master’s Magical Power!
Though, there was no ans to ’revive the dead, restore flesh to bones’, but it could turn decay into miracles.
Enough to make dead wood encounter spring, bring vitality, and enhance the cultivation of Foundation Establishnt or even Great Innate Martial Artists, as if swallowing Great Pills and precious dicines!
She wanted to cry.
She really wanted to cry.
Often, the more you suppress your emotions, the more terrifying they beco once they erupt.
Song Brahman Mirror’s eyes reddened, tears flowed down her cheeks incessantly, even though she tried her best to lift her head, looking towards the sky, tilting her face, the tears still flowed relentlessly.
During which, she wanted to stop, knowing full well how embarrassing this behavior was for a True Master.
But... as the sour feeling hit, even her heart seed to clench tightly, she had no control over her actions.
Others would find it hard to understand.
Or rather, no one could understand.
What Song Chai Xin truly ant to Song Brahman Mirror.
Yousu Yue, leaning on the wall, opened her small mouth, staring blankly at the scene:
"Aunt Song... is crying?"
In her eyes, Song Brahman Mirror, at this mont, was both crying and laughing, far more emotionally volatile than anything she had seen in the past decade or so.
Only to see,
Just monts ago, the unapproachable beauty like a fairy stepping out from snow-covered mountains fell from mid-air, her slender fair hand from her sleeve tightly covering her heart.
A pair of moist, crystal-clear eyes slowly lifted, like moonlit lake water with silver ripples, fearing it was all a dream, unknowingly just a few steps away from Jixia.
[Received the first page of the ’Golden Book Fragnt’, you inherited the ’Innate Sword Bone’ from Song Brahman Mirror, enhancing your Sword Dao aptitude.]
Opening the Reincarnation Celestial Book, having just received a golden page from Song Brahman Mirror.
At this mont, Jixia was startled into realization, accompanied by an incoming gentle and lingering fragrance, he saw the Song Brahman Mirror before him, her eyes moist, not resembling a True Master, but rather...
A little girl devoid of security, having lost her ho, her parents, left only alone.
Just a mont ago,
Jixia was silent, hesitating, with many concerns in his heart, cautious, afraid that Song Brahman Mirror was a True Master and might not recognize him, or perhaps... she carried so feelings for him, but with ti, they had long faded.
But now looking at her appearance...
Not only had it not faded, but due to the erosion of ti, it had reached a frightening degree.
Jixia still rembered.
At the last mont of ’Song Chai Xin’s Reincarnation’.
The favorability Song Brahman Mirror had for him was ’life and death inseparable’.
Until this mont,
He realized with clarity what life and death inseparable ant.
A brief silence.
Jixia stepped forward several steps, betting this life’s utmost courage, directly embracing the woman before him!
He held Song Brahman Mirror, lowered his head, her forehead touched his, their gazes collided, her bright tearful eyes entered his view, and Jixia reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Song Brahman Mirror’s eyes:
"Don’t cry." His voice was a bit hoarse.
Wanted to say sothing, but didn’t know what would be right, so in the end, all words rged into a single sentence:
"I..."
"I’m back."
Gently stroking Song Brahman Mirror’s snow-white waterfall of hair, holding her delicate, fair little hand, Jixia spoke earnestly, then softly kissed her lips:
"There are things I can’t explain to you in detail, but Wutong Prefecture is in such chaos, decades ago I was the Guardian here, now, Zheng Zizhen, whom I promoted back then, took my place as the Guardian."
"The demons left by the Xuanqing Demon Vein haven’t been fully eradicated, the Nirvana Corpse revived by Black Mountain is a new disaster, though I’m not kind-hearted, I can’t let these troubles deeply tied to run rampant."
Having said that, though Jixia was reluctant, after all, he was emotionally distant, but for Song Brahman Mirror, he truly had feelings.
Reuniting after so many years, just this little ti together was naturally not enough.
But circumstances forced otherwise.
However, Song Brahman Mirror secretly exerted more strength, her small hand tugging tighter at the hem of Jixia’s clothing after hearing his words:
"You don’t need to go, I’ll do it!"
"I will kill all the demons and Nirvana Corpse in Wutong Prefecture, and return to you a clean Wutong Prefecture, alright?"
Song Brahman Mirror’s words pulled Jixia back to reality.
He looked at Song Brahman Mirror before him, licking her lips, indulging in the gentle country:
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