It's night.

Chen Fan sat in front of the window and looked at the magnificent room, the green jade floor, the beds and doors and windows made of century-old banyan wood, the screens made of cigarettes and bamboos, and the teapots and tea cups made of blue spiritual jade. Chen Fan had never seen such a luxurious inn and inn.

The reason why I was able to live here was because of the peerless sword that was not like the human world. After Feng Chuan and others escaped, many people came. Chen Fan didn't remember clearly, but only remembered that a prince of the Han Dynasty brought them here, and this place was Yunzhonglou, who came to entertain the guests of the Han Dynasty.

The Han Yunzhong Tower is the highest nine floors, but the Yunzhong Tower here is only three floors. Perhaps because of the remote area, only three floors were built. Chen Fan and Fang Xinjue lived on the highest third floor.

Originally, Chen Fan and others were at most the second floor, but Fang Xinjue was different. He became famous seven years ago and became famous in Zhongzhou. His identity was to some extent more noble than the elders of this sect. For Fang Xinjue's face, Chen Fan and Mu Lingyao could live in these three floors of Yunzhonglou.

Even Chu Li, who is in Lishan, can only stay on the second floor. If Lu Jianming comes here, Lishan can live on the third floor. Different identities will naturally be respected differently.

The Tianming Continent regards the strong as the most respectable ones, and only the strong can be respected. For example, the deceased Emperor Broken Finger has been in power for more than 3,000 years. Who dares to disrespect him? Who dares not obey his orders?

But after his death, the imperial palace escaped from the world and faded out of the mainland's vision. Why? Because although there are still peerless powerful people in the imperial palace, they cannot fight against the crowd with one person, and cannot be as invincible as a broken finger.

At present, major forces are ready to move, and the imperial palace is powerless to obstruct and does not want to be involved, so they can only escape from the world.

Therefore, living in this world with freedom, respect, and respect, and working hard to become stronger is the only choice. The higher the strength, the greater the confidence.

The climate in southern Zhongzhou is really changeable, with cloudy and rainy days, but now it is bright moon in the sky and cloudless.

"Bang bang bang" a rapid knock on the door came. When I opened the door, it was Mu Lingyao who I guessed.

"Junior brother, today is the Yuan Lantern Festival in Qingze City. I heard that it is very fun. My senior brother and I are going out to watch the Lantern Festival. Do you want to go together?" Mu Lingyao looked expectant and felt a little impatient.

Chen Fan thought about it and replied, "Okay!"

Qingze City at night is more charming than during the day. Various lanterns are hung on the streets, colorful and people are coming and going. The monks are no different from mortals at this moment, either alone or in a group, traveling to Qingze at night, and enjoying the genus lanterns together.

Chen Fan was not too close to Mu Lingyao and Fang Xinjue, but followed not far from them. Suddenly, Mu Lingyao turned around and blinked at Chen Fan, as if praising Chen Fan as sensible.

Chen Fan was a little ridiculous and laughed. He watched Mu Lingyao playing with Fang Xinjue with a mask, pestering Fang Xinjue to guess the riddles, and the smile on his face never stopped.

Unconsciously I remembered the woman in white on the Fengyu Bridge. Maybe she was also watching the dim lights like him in a small town.

Storm bridge, under ancient trees.

An older man was telling people the ancient legend of bridges and trees, and most of them were absent-minded, and more people came here and said that the drunkard was not about wine.

There was probably only one person who listened quietly to the old man. She was wearing white clothes, her long hair was like a waterfall, and her eyes were cold, like a white lotus just emerging from the water, spotless.

It just looked a little ashamed, so no one stood beside her, which caused the old man to be surrounded by three sides, but there was only one side but only one person.

She didn't care about the eyes of others, nor did she show any discomfort, but just listened quietly.

...

This tree is magical. Many lovers have tried to carve their names and their partners on the tree, but they have not succeeded.

No matter what method was used, I couldn't leave any traces on the tree. It took a long time to go on until one day, a couple appeared under the ancient tree.

The woman is a snake demon, the man is a scholar, the two are in love, but they are not recognized by the world. After going through hardships, they finally have no way out.

Therefore, the two made an appointment to go to the underworld on this wind and rain bridge. When they were dying, the snake demon used his fingers to cut his name across the tree.

The next moment, a miracle happened, and the snake demon's name was deeply engraved on the tree, and then the man successfully engraved his own name.

It turns out that this tree only blesses lovers who are not blessed, hard to deal with, desperate, and determined to be together.

As long as you engrave your name on the tree, no matter how difficult the process is, you will be able to keep the clouds clear and the moon bright.

When life and death can no longer stop our steps, we can only decide ourselves if we are not together...

After being recognized by the ancient tree, the two of them firmly chose to live. Although they suffered a lot of grievances and cold eyes and ridicule, the result was good. They got married and had children, grew old together, and stayed with each other for a lifetime...

...

Chen Fan left Fang Xinjue and Mu Lingyao, wandered around aimlessly, crossing the crowd, and finally walked to the wind and rain bridge again.

Then I saw her at a glance, as if I had come here in the dark, just to let him see her.

Being in the same picture as her, everything becomes a foil. The bright moon, the small bridge, the ancient trees, the crowd, no one or anything can cover up her light.

She shouldn't have appeared in the world!

Chen Fan did not walk over, but just stood there and watched, smiling foolishly. At this moment, he suddenly believed that some things in this world were destined long ago.

She seemed to notice something, her eyes turned slightly, and she looked at Chen Fan, without any movement, without revealing any dissatisfaction. She just looked straight at him, Chen Fan suddenly felt very embarrassed and his smile froze on his face.

Fortunately, she did not continue to watch, nor did she listen to the old things the old man said, but walked up to the wind and rain bridge and fell into deep thought as the ancient trees were watched.

Chen Fan looked at the girl under the moonlight and walked to her unconsciously.

The girl in white seemed to know that Chen Fan would come with her, and she didn't look back and said softly, "It's a bit strange here!"

Chen Fan looked at the girl and asked hesitantly, "Passday, what are you hearing?"

The girl in white closed her eyes and suddenly felt a little sad and panic-like emotion, "I can't find you, are you... okay?"

Chen Fan was silent, as if it was not accidental.

The girl in white turned her head and looked at Chen Fan, and said lightly, "Are you injured? It looks like the Linyuan Sword Formation of the Nine Yang Sect."

Chen Fan said in shock, "Yes, I fought with Fu Kun from the Nine Yang Demon Sect in the afternoon and suffered some losses."

The woman in white raised her bare hands and a cool spiritual power slowly injected into Chen Fan's body. The damaged tendons and veins in her body were like dead trees, while the spiritual power of the girl in white was sweet rain. Chen Fan's headache was easily cured in front of the girl.

Chen Fan was so energetic that he was about to thank him, but he found that the woman looked at him in confusion and said, "You should be practicing the Nine Heavens Xuan Lei Sword, and you have achieved a small success, but why is your realm not even reaching the Breaking Fan?"

Chen Fan looked at the woman strangely and asked curiously, "Girl, how did you know?"

"As I read more books, I will understand more."

The woman seemed unwilling to say much, and Chen Fan didn't make any trouble, so she told her why she was unable to defeat Fan.

"A year ago, when I broke through the Ninth Level of Mortality, my body suddenly changed, swallowing spiritual power, and integrating all the spiritual power I had obtained from my cultivation into my body. Although my body was greatly strengthened, the disadvantage was that I could not use spiritual power and fell out of the Breaking Mortal Realm. When I practiced, my body independently absorbed spiritual power, so I still couldn't break Mortality."

The woman frowned and thought, "It's strange that the body absorbs spiritual power independently."

"And since not long ago, my body occasionally began to swell and hurt. It seemed that the spiritual power that the body could carry had reached its limit, and there was always a feeling that the body was about to be burst."

"The body is subject to the limit, and ** absorbs spiritual power." The woman murmured to herself, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She stared at Chen Fan and seemed to have discovered some rare treasures.

"Didn't the feeling of being filled with spiritual power these days, more and more, longer and longer?" The woman herself didn't notice it. After thinking of some possibility, her tone became slightly quicker.

"Yeah, yeah!"

Hearing Chen Fan's answer, the woman seemed to be more and more sure, and her tone was no longer cold. She said with an almost imperceptible tone of pleading, "If your body changes again soon, if something like a spirit fruit comes out, would you give me one?"

The woman felt a little embarrassed and said, "Didn't you come here to make a treasure that is about to be born? I will follow you from now on and help you obtain the treasure, and then give it to me?"

Chen Fan was a little confused when he listened to the woman's words and said, "Girl, I don't understand what you are talking about, what kind of companion fruit? But it's true that he came here for a strange treasure."

"The condition of your body is somewhat imagined by a special creature recorded in ancient books. This type of person is called a spirit-raising person. Every time they break through a great realm, they will produce a spiritual fruit. This spiritual fruit is innate spiritual energy and has immeasurable benefits for monks. Today, there are very few spirit-raising people, and there are almost no traces. And if you are a spirit-raising person, the spiritual fruit produced in your realm will only be helpful to the two realms of breaking the mortal condensation vein. So I need the spiritual fruit condensed after you break the mortal."

Chen Fan hesitated a little, but when he saw the woman's serious tone, he believed it a little.

"If it is true as you said, what's the point of giving you one?"

In the river channel under the bridge, the lanterns are indefinitely extinguished, and they are reflected in the reflections under the water. The river water ripples, as if the river is full of lights. At this moment, fireworks are everywhere.

Tonight's Aoze Castle seems to be a little more beautiful than usual.

Chen Fan felt much more relaxed when he looked at the gorgeous fireworks. I was not alone in enjoying such beautiful scenery.

"My name is Gu Meng'er, you haven't asked..." The woman looked at the fireworks and said softly.

Chen Fan turned his head. At this time, Gu Menger seemed to have something else, and she was not as unlucky as before.

The fairy occasionally falls into the mortal world, and it is even more fascinating!

(End of this chapter)
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