A thousand years ago, the ancestor of the Song family might not even have the surname Song.
"Song Qianbei is Song Qianbei, I'm not mistaken." The night breeze blew through the window, lifting the girl's long hair and bringing with it a faint fragrance.
The girl gently stretched out her hand and stroked the hair by her ear. There was an indescribable elegance and beauty in her every movement.
"He's not the Emperor Of Heaven," Song Shuhang said in a low voice.
The Emperor Of Heaven who possessed Jouko Hagi gave him a completely different feeling from the 'Jouko Hagi' in front of him.
However, the Jouko Hagi in front of him was definitely not the real Jouko Hagi.
The style was wrong.
Jouko Hagi smiled and said, "Song Qianbei, don't worry. Of course I'm not the Emperor Of Heaven, but … the fact that I'm able to see Song Qianbei again has something to do with the Dao of Time."
She stood up slightly and suddenly approached Song Shuhang. At the same time, she slowly reached out her right hand towards Song Shuhang's cheek.
Song Shuhang subconsciously leaned back, trying to avoid her small hand.
However, Jouko Hagi's right hand followed him like a shadow and lightly touched his cheek. The cold little hand did not have the slightest warmth that a human should have … Jouko Hagi's body now seemed to be sealed in ice.
"Unknowingly, it's already been a thousand years. However, Song Qianbei is still the same as in my memory. More than a thousand years have passed, but my memory is still as good as ever. "Jouko Hagi revealed a satisfied smile. When she smiled, her eyes narrowed into the shape of a crescent moon.
"The Dao of Time … A thousand years."
Song Shuhang immediately thought of his' Dream Intrusion 'talent. His Dream Intrusion talent had a similar function. It ignored time and space and forcefully inserted itself into other people's lives.
However, Jouko Hagi's state was different.
"Future?" Song Shuhang's heart skipped a beat as he asked in a low voice.
If it wasn't for the Emperor Of Heaven's possession, the 'Dao of Time', and the 'thousand years' factor, could it be that the future Jouko Hagi had temporarily possessed the 'present' Jouko Hagi?
A thousand years later, Jouko Hagi? Maybe even Jouko Hagi in the future?
"I don't have much time left. I'm really happy to be able to meet Song Qianbei and spend so much time with you," Jouko Hagi said softly.
She didn't directly answer Song Shuhang's question … perhaps it was inconvenient for her to answer. However, from her expression, Song Shuhang should have guessed correctly.
The future Jouko Hagi's personality had changed so much? If this was really the future Jouko Hagi, what factors had caused her to have such an elegant personality?
Jouko Hagi's little hand moved away from Song Shuhang's face, and then she looked at the people in the room.
Senior Turtle, Lady Onion, the virtuous lamia, Fairy Creation, the invisible saber insect, the Fighting Kangaroo, Su Clan's Shiliu, the White Dragon Sister, and Li Yinzhu, who was also sleeping.
These were the people she had matched with her memories after thousands of years.
She took a few steps and arrived at Song Shuhang's bed, looking at the sleeping Shiliu and Li Yinzhu.
"Haha, Shiliu has grown so small at this time," Jouko Hagi said with a smile. Then, she stretched out her finger and poked the dragon horn on Shiliu's head.
"Ugh ~" The unconscious Su Clan's Sixteen called out in a daze, and turned her body over.
Small at this time? In that case, would Su Clan's Sixteen grow up in the future?
Shiliu … could still grow up? Song Shuhang was a little skeptical.
"Song Qianbei." Jouko Hagi turned around, put her hands behind her back, and revealed a mischievous smile. "In the future … you must live well."
When Song Shuhang heard this, his heart suddenly felt stifled.
Jouko Hagi's words made it seem as if he would have a hard life in the future?
Song Shuhang asked, "How many times did the future me die?"
She didn't even ask if he had died, but directly asked how many times he had died. In just four months, Song Shuhang's awareness had already sublimated to such a heavy level.
Jouko Hagi seriously said, "This is … a trade secret. Forgive me for not divulging it."
"Hahaha." After hearing Jouko Hagi's reply, Song Shuhang laughed in a relaxed manner.
Even the elegant Jouko Hagi's nature hadn't changed.
"Time's up, then … let's meet again." Jouko Hagi stretched out a finger and shook it. "It's been a thousand years."
"One last question." Song Shuhang hurriedly said, "Why haven't we seen each other in a thousand years?"
He was very concerned about this question.
Why hadn't they seen each other in a thousand years?
Was there a problem with Jouko Hagi? Or was there a problem with him? Or was there a problem with the future world?
"Well, because Song Qianbei went into seclusion for more than a thousand years. I thought about it. The interpersonal relationships of high-level cultivators are getting colder and colder, and it has a lot to do with them going into seclusion for hundreds or thousands of years. A thousand years is almost equivalent to the lifetime of an ordinary Spirit Emperor. "Jouko Hagi stroked her long hair and replied.
"…" Song Shuhang.
After saying that, Jouko Hagi returned to the window. She elegantly pulled up her skirt and rested her chin on her hands. "Song Qianbei, in order to make the world more interesting, please create more interesting secret realms and exciting forbidden areas."
"…" Song Shuhang.
Before Song Shuhang could reply, the temperature of Jouko Hagi's body gradually recovered, and she was no longer frozen like before.
The normal Jouko Hagi had returned.
…
…
Song Shuhang's eyes slightly drooped. He stretched out his hand and looked at it. "You went into seclusion for a thousand years?"
"This is very normal. The Eighth Stage Xu Ansheng and the Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders often go into seclusion for up to a thousand years. Some Immortals go into seclusion for tens of thousands of years. "The gentle voice of the White Dragon Sister echoed.
"Is that so?" Song Shuhang said.
In the future, will I also be able to do something as cool as going into seclusion for a thousand years?
Something doesn't feel right.
"Right, now that I think about it … from the moment I started practicing until now, I have never seriously closed up even once," Song Shuhang muttered to himself.
This was why he felt that going into seclusion for a thousand years sounded strange.
The Eighth Cultivator of True Virtue, Lady Onion, replied, "Hehe."
A man who had already reached the Fifth Stage in less than five months would go into seclusion for a thousand years?
No such thing exists!
If Song Shuhang were to continue advancing at this pace, increasing his strength by one level per month on average, he would become a Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender by January next year. Perhaps he would become an Immortal by February next year, and by March next year, he would be going against the Wielder of the Will.
Lady Onion had already given up all hope.
She used to have ambitions.
She wanted to practice hard and become stronger than Song Shuhang. Afterward, she would become his master. There was a time when her realm was only a few small realms lower than that of Song Shuhang. She felt that if she worked a little harder, she might be able to catch up to Song Shuhang.
One of the three great misconceptions of life was, 'I can definitely kill him'.
But now, even if she obtained the 'Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber', she didn't think that she could catch up to Song Shuhang. More importantly … the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber was even more affectionate to Song Shuhang than it was to her.
She was definitely a fake Eighth Cultivator of True Virtue.
"Bang ~"
Jouko Hagi, who was by the window, suddenly bumped her head on the table.
She raised her head and opened her eyes.
"Song Qianbei!" Jouko Hagi called out.
Song Shuhang replied, "Everyone is here."
"Not good, Song Qianbei. Our Reiki contract has broken into four pieces, "Jouko Hagi said anxiously.
Song Shuhang: "…"
So, from this point in time, Jouko Hagi was already occupied by the 'future'? If it weren't for that queen-like smile, Song Shuhang wouldn't have noticed it at all.
If he thought about it carefully, could that 'queen-like smile' at the end be a deliberate hint from the future Jouko Hagi?
As for the awakened Jouko Hagi, she seemed to have completely lost this memory.
"Don't worry." Song Shuhang patted Jouko Hagi gently. "My Reiki contract is also broken, but I'm still alive and well."
"Then, can our Reiki still be saved?" Jouko Hagi looked at Song Shuhang expectantly.
"As long as the 'Reiki contract' is still there, it means that our 'Reiki' has not disappeared. One day, we will definitely get them back. "Song Shuhang comforted her.
If the Reiki died, the 'Reiki contract' would completely disappear.
Song Shuhang's broken Reiki contract and Jouko Hagi's broken Reiki contract both meant that their Reiki was still alive.
Theoretically speaking, the two of them did indeed have a chance to get back their Reiki.
"Song Qianbei!" Jouko Hagi firmly held onto Song Shuhang's hand. "Let's do our best!"
This time, her small hand was warm.
Song Shuhang nodded his head. "Yes, let's do our best."
The heart-wrenching [Find Reiki Alliance] was established.
×××××
At night.
The petite Su Clan's Shiliu, Li Yinzhu, and Jouko Hagi slept on the big bed.
Song Shuhang made a bed on the floor.
The virtuous lamia and Fairy Creation returned to Song Shuhang's body.
Senior Turtle curled up into a ball, and Lady Onion meditated on its turtle shell.
The active kangaroo was sent back to the Inner World by Song Shuhang.
The invisible saber insect floated quietly in the air.
The next morning, the sun rose.
Shiliu was still unconscious, and Jouko Hagi didn't sleep very well. Half of her body and her long legs were on Shiliu's body.
Senior Turtle and Lady Onion remained motionless.
The invisible saber insect was still floating in the air.
Song Shuhang opened his eyes and found that a shrunken version of Li Yinzhu was lying in his arms.
October 6th, 2019, 07: 04. Sunday, sunny.
When he woke up, his phone vibrated.
Song Shuhang took out his phone and found that it was a call from Scholar Drunken Goon.
Song Shuhang unlocked the phone and said in a low voice, "Hello, is this Senior Drunken Goon? Are you already here?"
Scholar Drunken Goon asked, "Fellow Daoist, who are you? Why is your number a mess? Did you send me an address yesterday? What business do you have with me? "Senior Drunken Moons asked.
Song Shuhang burst into tears.
Song Shuhang said, "It's me, Song Shuhang. Senior Drunken Goon, we made an appointment to go to the Immortal Feast together yesterday."
Scholar Drunken Goon said, "I'm sorry, I completely forgot about this matter."
Scholar Drunken Goon said, "It's fine, I can understand. After all, you and I are both invisible right now. "
Scholar Drunken Goon's heart warmed, and he felt an inexplicable sense of resonance. "So that's how it is. Fellow Daoist Song, you are also inexplicably forgotten by others just like me. I'll set off for Wenzhou City right away, and I'll be there in a few hours. "
Song Shuhang hung up the phone and called Senior White.
However, no one picked up Senior White's call.
Senior White was still in secluded meditation?
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