Xu Qing glanced at the dust turned into sand and gravel that dissipated around him and gradually disappeared, he didn't care about the deaths of those people, what made Xu Qing feel solemn was the means to return to the void realm.
This method seems simple, but the mystery contained in it is beyond Xu Qing's cognition.
This made Xu Qing take a deep breath and looked down at the location of the original mountain in the Tasdu'e Mountains below.
There, it was flat.
Xu Qing was silent, controlling the magic boat to continue moving forward, under the moonlit night, Zixuan Shang Xian seemed to be in a good mood, and sometimes he put the wine jug next to his red lips, taking one sip after another.
When she was drinking, she was less charming and a little more sassy.
But this appearance not only did not reduce her charm, but on the contrary, it was the feeling of drinking a pot of turbid wine, which made the attraction formed by her figure stronger.
Xu Qing swept away Zixuan Shangxian's wine jug many times.
However, after thinking that with Zixuan Shangxian's cultivation, no matter how much he drank, he should not get drunk, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Noticing Xu Qing's gaze, Zixuan Shang Xian's beautiful pretty face was full of smiles, he raised the wine jug in his hand and shook it towards Xu Qing.
"Do you want to drink?"
Xu Qing shook his head.
"You little boy, you're a bit naïve." Zixuan Shang Xian laughed lightly, put it to her mouth and took another sip, and a few strands flowed down the slightly raised corners of her mouth, dripping in all directions, drifting away with the wind.
One of them, perhaps by coincidence, landed on Xu Qing's chin, emitting a hint of alcohol, and when it got into Xu Qing's nose, Zixuan Shangxian on the railing took out an emerald green flute, placed it in front of him, and played a leisurely flute sound.
The flute music is very beautiful, although Xu Qing doesn't understand the rhythm, but he can also hear the heroic posture contained in the music.
It seems that there is a woman wearing a raincoat and holding a long sword, walking from the rivers and lakes, telling the story of the youth and the past.
There was also a faint hint of regret.
Listening and listening, Xu Qing's body slowly relaxed and immersed himself inside.
In this way, time passed.
Under the moonlight, the Purple Xuan Immortal dressed in white was like a fairy descending to earth, beautiful and at the same time her eyes were confused, and the sound of the flute swayed.
Accompanied by the mountain breeze, the light music is joyful, flowing in all directions, gradually drifting away.
And Taisidu'e Mountain, which was filled with murderous areas in the past, seemed to be immersed in the sound of the flute in this night, and became extremely quiet.
It was as if the entire world was left with only Zixuan Immortal, and gradually the regret in the flute sound turned into loneliness.
Xu Qing heard the loneliness, and couldn't help but raise his head to look at Zixuan Shang Immortal sitting on the railing, the other party's body was more ethereal and lonely, like the ghost orchid in the empty valley.
She doesn't need anyone to appreciate her flowering season, she doesn't need anyone to witness her beauty, she only blooms for herself, and she only looks forward to what she is attached to in her heart.
Looking at this beautiful shadow in his eyes, Xu Qing suddenly understood why the captain said that when this Zixuan Immortal was young, there were countless people who were obsessed with her.
Xu Qing was not obsessed, but he liked the sound of the flute with regret in this heroic posture, and also liked the loneliness contained in this flute sound.
Xu Qing closed his eyes, which reminded him of his life as a child, his struggled life, Team Lei, and Master Bai.
He wanted to drink.
After a long time, it was dawn.
The sound of the flute also slowly dissipated, and the figure of Zixuan Shang Xian stood on the bow of the boat at the moment of sunrise, with his back to Xu Qing, looking up at the scene of fire burning in the sky in the distance.
"Xu Qing, do you like to watch the sunrise?"
"Very few." Xu Qing thought for a while and returned to the Tao.
"I like it, because the light is the most beautiful at the moment of sunrise." Zixuan Shang Immortal spoke softly, standing there staring at the sky, Xu Qing also raised his head and looked at the sky.
The two of them were not speaking, until inside the burning red clouds, the red sun rose, and the endless light swept rapidly towards the heavens and the earth, melting the darkness of the night sky and setting off the darkness of Mount Tai Si Du'e, making the world bright at this moment.
When the new day came, a malicious gaze suddenly appeared from the Tai Si Du'e Mountain below, locking itself on Xu Qing's magic boat.
This gaze seemed to turn into substance, distorting the four directions, and also making the light of the sky obscure for a while.
So Zixuan Shang Xian's eyebrows showed a hint of displeasure.
In the next instant, when this malicious gaze fell on Zixuan Shang Immortal, the malice within it instantly turned into shock and horror, and dissipated in an instant.
But obviously, disturbing Zixuan Shang Immortal had serious consequences.
Zixuan Shang Immortal raised his jade hand and waved it downwards, a small hill not far away directly twisted, burning visible to the naked eye, and turned into flying ash in an instant.
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye, almost to the extreme, even the screams didn't have time to echo, that mountain, everything in the mountain, no longer existed.
After doing this, Zixuan Shangxian stretched her waist, turned around and walked towards Xu Qing, in Xu Qing's nervousness, she walked up to Xu Qing, looked into Xu Qing's eyes, her eyes were deep, it was easy to make the person who looked at her get lost.
Xu Qing instinctively avoided it.
Seeing this, Zixuan Shang Immortal smiled lightly, said nothing, and walked into the cabin.
Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time sighed secretly, he felt that after leaving the sect, time passed extremely slowly, and at this moment, he went all out to integrate his cultivation into the magic boat, which stimulated the divinity of the magic boat, causing its speed to skyrocket and roar away.
The day passed quickly, and the night came again.
This night, Zixuan Shangxian was still sitting on the railing of the boat, occasionally taking a sip of wine, adding a jianghu atmosphere to the sound of the flute played, the sound of the flute was leisurely, falling into Xu Qing's ears, even if he listened to it for a long time last night, but listening to it again tonight, he still liked it very much.
Until midnight, the sky was filled with dark clouds, covering the bright moon, and faint thunder came, as if rain was about to fall on the world.
"Senior, does this song have a name?"
"Do you like it?" Zixuan Shang Immortal put down the wine jug, looked at Xu Qing with a touch of charm in his eyes.
Xu Qing nodded.
"Can you play the flute?"
Xu Qing shook his head.
"I'll teach you." As he spoke, Zixuan Shangxian walked over, and without waiting for Xu Qing to see clearly, she had already arrived at Xu Qing's side, and the flute in her hand was placed in front of him.
When Xu Qing hesitated to take it, Zixuan Shangxian came behind him, his hands stretched out from both sides of him, pressed them on his hands, and the moment his skin touched, Xu Qing's body shook.
Especially at this moment, the two were almost close together, and the fragrant fragrance coming from behind made Xu Qing's forehead sweat, and he suddenly regretted asking for his name.
"The flute has twelve holes, and your hands are holding the flute on the left side." Zixuan Shangxian's voice was sweet and there was a hint of temptation, and it became a ripple in his mind, and he exhaled like an orchid, and Xu Qing's hands holding the flute were placed on one end of the flute.
The whole process was very meticulous to teach him step by step, and finally, in Xu Qing's body was stiff, Zixuan Shangxian raised Xu Qing's hands and put the flute in front of his lips in the correct posture.
"Children, study hard, don't get distracted, like this now...... Take a breath." Xu Qing's ears came with a burst of heat, as well as the murmur of Zixuan Shangxian in his ear.
Xu Qing's body became more and more stiff, and the high degree of tension brought about an accelerated heartbeat, and after a few breaths of silence, he barely adjusted his mentality and blew lightly according to the teachings of Zixuan Shangxian.
The piercing flute sound broke through the air.
Zixuan Shangxian suddenly laughed, walked from behind Xu Qing to his front of him, raised his green jade fingers, and landed gracefully on the flute in front of Xu Qing, covering a sound hole.
"I want to do this."
As she spoke, she looked at Xu Qing, her red lips slightly opened with a smile, and her eyes were even deeper, especially the pretty face that could be broken, flawless at the same time, such a close distance made Xu Qing's eyes dazed for the first time.
Until the next moment, there was a thunderclap from the sky, and the rain sprinkled on the ground in the roar, landing on the protection of the magic boat, and there was a crackling sound, causing Xu Qing's body to shake and take a few steps back.
"Thank you, senior, juniors have learned, and then you can explore it yourself."
Zixuan Shangxian smiled, she seemed to like to see Xu Qing's nervous look, and when she heard this, her beautiful eyes swept over Xu Qing's eyes, and then sat aside, leaning on her chin and looking at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing took a deep breath, picked up the flute from his knees crossed, closed his eyes and recalled the method taught by Zixuan Shangxian before, opened it after a while, and blew it lightly, although the flute sound was not harsh this time, but it only had the meaning of whimpering, without any beauty.
"Children, take your time, don't worry." Zixuan Shangxian smiled gently.
In this way, time passed slowly, and the night passed.
This night, the rain fell outside, the sound of rain continued, sometimes thunder roared, and the rain was cold.
On the Dharma boat, Zixuan Shangxian's eyes always looked at Xu Qing, slowly becoming more gentle, and sometimes he opened his mouth to tell the rhythm.
And Xu Qing gradually calmed down and studied seriously until dawn, as the rain stopped, a song was not very skilled, with a strong jerky meaning, and the intermittent flute sound echoed in all directions at sunrise.
The sound of the flute floated, landing on Mount Tai Si Du'e, and also reached the banks of the Yunxian Eternal River, causing the ordinary people who came here after the rain to wipe their bodies full of heterogeneous decay, their empty eyes fluctuated a little, and they all raised their heads and looked at the sky.
Inside the magic boat, Zixuan Shangxian's gaze left Xu Qing's body for the first time from last night to now, she looked at the riverbank and spoke softly.
"Wait a minute."
In the midst of the words, Zixuan Shang Immortal stood up, stepped off the Dharma boat, and walked to the shore.
In the eyes of those ordinary people, the Zixuan Immortal who came was as beautiful as the most beautiful existence in this world, making them tremble and feel ashamed of themselves.
Zixuan Shang Immortal obviously didn't do this kind of thing for the first time, she knew very well how to deal with it, a gentle smile appeared on her face, and this gentle smile dissipated everyone's uneasiness.
She walked up to a dying little girl lying on the shore.
Most of the little girl's body was rotten, full of heterogeneity, and exuded a foul smell, but there was still a light in her eyes that belonged to her age, but this light, with the passage of life, was dimming.
Looking at the little girl, Zixuan Shangxian in a white shirt squatted down, without any disgust, gently stroked the little girl's forehead, and gradually the rot on the little girl's body began to improve.
"Although the world is bitter, we must also have hope." Zixuan Shangxian spoke softly, his face was gentle, he took out a piece of candy and put it in the little girl's mouth.
After a while, the light in the little girl's eyes brightened again.
Zixuan Shang Immortal smiled, but his eyes swept around, and he sighed lightly, as strong as her, he could change the fate of a sect, but he could not change the world.
Xu Qing stood at the bow of the boat, looking at this scene, silent.