Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 6 Three Desolations Chapter 1237 The Guzheng Is Like the Moon Reflecting Double Shadows

"Well, my name is Ya Jiu." The child was not afraid of strangers, perhaps sensing Su Ming's kindness, and said loudly.

As soon as his words came out, Bai Changzai and the others who were conversing were stunned. When they all looked sideways, they immediately discovered that Yajiu, a child, was talking into an empty space.

Everyone was startled, especially Bai Changzai, whose eyes flashed and his consciousness suddenly dispersed, but they did not notice anything unusual.

"Jiu'er, who are you talking to?" Zi Yan walked a few steps quickly and came to Ya Jiu's side, asking in a low voice.

"There is a big brother here. He asked me if my name is Yajiu." The child blinked innocently, pointed at Su Ming and said, he didn't know, but his words immediately made Zi Yan's face change drastically, especially Ya Mu, although usually dull, but at this moment, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he suddenly appeared in front of Ya Jiu.

Bai Changzai's evil spirit dispersed all over his body, and he spoke to the empty space with a sneer.

"Someone actually came to Nanze Island. Your Excellency has already appeared. Why hide your head and tail? Please show up!"

"Grandpa Bai, eldest brother has left." Ya Jiu said quickly from behind his father.

"He has left. He gave this to me and said that I am a good boy." Ya Jiu raised his hand, and in his palm, there was an extra white scale.

This scale looks very ordinary. For everyone in Nanze Island, this scale is familiar to them. It is the only inverse scale on every sea dragon.

Bai Changzai's expression changed, and he turned sharply to look at the sea dragon he had captured not far away. The place where the reverse scales originally were on the dragon's body no longer had the reverse scales.

"My eldest brother is very nice. He praised me for being smart. He gave me this gift and said that if I encounter any danger when I grow up, this gift can save me nine times." Xiao Yajiu looked around. The childish voices of relatives echoed.

Zi Yan's face was pale. She could imagine how powerful this person would be if they were invisible to them. You must know that with Bai Changzai's cultivation, even those ancient people among the nine major forces of the barbarians. Even the old monster who was canonized in the era of the fourth generation of barbarian gods could not escape Bai Changzai's attention.

Wanqiu frowned and looked around without saying anything. Zi Che's eyes flashed as if she was thinking about something and she looked into the distance.

Bai Changzai hesitated for a moment, then picked up the white scales from Xiao Yajiu's hand. After looking at it carefully for a few times, his eyes suddenly shrank and his breathing became rapid.

This scene immediately aroused the nervousness of the people around.

"Senior Bai..." Yamu hesitated and asked in a low voice.

"This person has no ill intentions. He...his cultivation is beyond my understanding. Just the feeling these scales give me...can destroy me a thousand times more." Bai Changzai was silent for a moment, and spoke solemnly. of opening.

As soon as he said this, everyone around him took a breath. Zi Yan was holding Ya Jiu, and his expression changed several times in succession. Next to him, Ya Mu was calmer, but his expression still showed disbelief.

Wanqiu was still frowning, but the solemnity in her eyes also aroused the seriousness of her expression following Bai Changzai's words.

Only Zi Che looked into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

"This person should not be a cultivator in this world. In this world, even those old guys, no one can achieve such a level of cultivation. This is already... a level that I really can't understand and can't explain clearly. It was just a thought that this person's cultivation could destroy the entire barbarian tribe.

And... I feel like my blood is boiling on these scales. You must have felt the same feeling before. This is... the exact same feeling.

Therefore, I concluded that this person... came from the outside world! "Bai Changzai's expression became more solemn, and he seemed to be slightly worried.

There was silence all around. Zi Yan and others did not doubt Bai Changzai's words, but because of this, they felt a little scared.

"By the way, oops, I remembered it. That big brother said that if Grandpa Bai puts this scale between his eyebrows, he can heal the hidden wounds in your body. This is his way of repaying you for his kindness." Xiao Yajiu said quickly.

As soon as these words came out, the people around him were shocked again, especially Bai Changzai, whose expression changed. Only he knew the extent of his injury. It was a hidden danger that had existed for many years and could not be eliminated. He could repair it with his cultivation. Because he couldn't find anyone to help him with his injuries.

Bai Changzai's eyes flashed while he was in deep thought, and he immediately pressed the scales between his eyebrows without hesitation. The moment the scales touched his forehead, Bai Changzai made a roar in his body, and a soft force rushed into his body along the scales. , swept in a circle, and easily dissipated the hidden wounds that had been entangled for many years and could not be resolved.

As the hidden injury dissipated, Bai Changzai's cultivation suddenly increased sharply, but the explosion of his cultivation failed to attract Bai Changzai's attention. Xiaoya Jiu's words just now echoed in his mind.

"Repay the favor of the past...this person...this person..." Bai Changzai muttered, but he couldn't figure out who this person was.

"Jiu'er, that senior you mentioned, what does he look like?" Wanqiu knelt down, looked at Ya Jiu, and spoke softly.

"he……"

"My lord is back." Before Xiao Yajiu could finish speaking, Zi Che suddenly spoke.

Zi Che did not say who the lord he was talking about was, but as soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone around him immediately changed, their breathing suddenly became rapid, and a figure appeared in their minds.

"Also, eldest brother asked me a name, Fang Canglan. Who is Fang Canglan?"

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In the sea not too far away from Nanze Island, there is an island. This island has the supreme status among the entire barbarian tribe, because this island... is not only the headquarters of the Ming tribe, but also the holy land of the barbarian tribe.

In the palace on the mountain there, lives the spiritual symbol of the entire barbarian tribe, the barbarian concubine.

Fang Canglan sat silently in the empty palace. She had a noble status and was worshiped by countless barbarian cultivators. Even the cultivators of the Ming clan outside the palace could decide life or death with just one word from her.

However, sitting in such a position did not bring any pleasure to her. In this palace, it was destined to represent loneliness.

Even her name is known to only a few people in the entire barbarian tribe, including a few people from Nanze Island, and those strong men from various tribes who were canonized by Su Ming back then.

Man Concubine does not need a name, only the word Man Concubine is enough. This is the price, the price of maintaining Man Concubine's mystery. Man Concubine is just a symbol, a living statue. She cannot have a tribe, let alone let more people know about it. her name.

Because the tribe and the name will dilute the sacredness of the word Man Fei. It is the loneliness of being in the cold at a high place, and it is the sustenance of all barbarians for the barbarian god deep in their hearts.

And mystery is the best embodiment of symbol, so the concubine needs to be mysterious.

Fang Canglan endured all of this, she endured loneliness, she endured leaving Nanze, and she endured being invisible to the remaining tribe members. She was used to loneliness, to being a quiet person, silently accompanied by the sound of playing the guzheng.

The dusk of this day seemed to last forever in the sky, as if it would never set in the west and was frozen on the sky, allowing the afterglow of the dusk to fall through the windows and into this quiet palace.

Fang Canglan sat silently next to the guzheng, closed her eyes, and continued to play the graceful and waiting music of the guzheng. The sound of the music swirled through the palace and around the island. When it dispersed, it also fell into the world. Su Ming was currently in mid-air, looking at Fang Canglan blankly along the window.

Passing by here, it was not because Su Ming's spiritual consciousness swept over it, but because the aura of Yuan Dharma in this place was the strongest among the entire Dead Sea barbarians. Therefore, when passing by, Su Ming looked over, and at that glance, he never stopped. Cannot be taken back.

He saw his own statue on the island, the life cultivator here, and the palace on the mountain peak. The appearance of this palace was definitely unusual, it was a typical barbarian royal palace style.

Su Ming can be sure of this because he...has seen Dayu Palace.

This is the only palace that the entire barbarian tribe has on the Dead Sea Island, and if Su Ming cannot understand the meaning of this palace, he will pretend to be wise.

In silence, Su Ming walked into the island, up the mountain, and into the source of the music. Next to Fang Canglan in the hall, Fang Canglan couldn't see Su Ming, but Su Ming could see her.

She is a little older, and she is not as bright and white as before, but her gentle grace is more like water than before. After people look at her, they can't help but sink into the gentleness.

Su Ming was silently beside Fang Canglan, listening to the words in the guzheng. It was more than a thousand years of loneliness and waiting. Su Ming's heart slowly seemed to return to the past in this music, and slowly seemed to follow the music. Fang Canglan spent...a thousand years together.

For a long time, for a long time, the sound of music stopped.

Following Qu Le's pause, a figure appeared from inside the palace, amidst the distortion of nothingness. This figure had an indifferent face and bowed his head to Fang Canglan.

"Respecting the will of the barbarian concubine, we have found out that the previous bloodline movement is not just in this place, but in all areas of the entire barbarian land, and all the barbarian monks have blood boiling!

This matter has a certain relationship with the outside world. "

"Notify all the tribes, open barbarian defense formations, inform all barbarian islands, and be ready at all times... This may be a beast tide or a sign of danger from the outside world." Fang Canglan was silent for a moment, then spoke calmly, as his words spread When she came out, a majesty unique to the concubine was revealed naturally.

"Respect the will of Concubine Man." The figure spoke respectfully and disappeared in an instant.

"Barbarian... Concubine..." Su Ming was stunned. Without hesitation, his consciousness spread over a large area for the first time after returning to the barbarian world. He wanted to know that all the people in this barbarian world From the memories of barbarian cultivators, he wanted to find out from these memories...the origin of the word barbarian concubine——

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