Between the world and the earth, it is like a white horse passing through the gap, and it is all of a sudden.

As far as immortal cultivators are concerned, the life essence has been improved, and the lifespan is very long compared to mortals. Even if you are 100 years old, you can be lifelike, and you can look like you are 30 years old.

As for those high-ranking immortal monarchs, Shouyuan is all going up at the age of five hundred, and can even reach a thousand-year-old lifespan.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, three spring and autumn seasons had passed.

All the sects are spreading their branches, and even the five major sects have opened the mountain gates, and a new batch of good seedlings have been harvested, cultivated and cultivated, and filled the previous vacancy. The entire immortal world has entered a period of peaceful development again, and several great immortal monarchs have also quietly hibernated, and they have never left the mountain gate again.

The turmoil of the First World War of Yishui has been exhausted in the years, and people only occasionally chat for a few words at most, and then laugh it off.

After all, this fairy world does not revolve around one or two people, and the fall of a generation of myths indicates the emergence of another legend. It is an eternal truth that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the blue is better than the blue, and civilization has been developing.

Easy water, south side.

An Yahui, who was dressed in plain clothes, stood in the wind in a daze, like a beautiful sculpture, looking at the rushing Yi Shui in front of her.

In the past three years, she has never left the surroundings of Yi Shui, and she will stand by the water every day, watching and waiting stupidly.

Every day when the sun set was gone, the hope in her heart was extinguished, until a thousand days and nights later, her heart was so dark that she even forgot what she was waiting for when she stood here every day.

But still have to wait.

Because Anya Hui deeply understands that she is different from Zhang Yang, she is just an ordinary woman, she has no power to reach the sky with her hands and eyes, she is powerless in the face of everything, and if she doesn't wait here, she doesn't know what she can do.

But on this day, a special visitor came.

At first, a long rainbow flew from the front, revealing the figure of an immortal. In the past three years, there are still many immortals who will stand on the surface of the water to take a look when they pass by Yishui, and then shake their heads and leave.

But this immortal was not passing by, but deliberately came from afar.

"Excuse me, is this the ruins of the battle three years ago?"

An Yahui's thoughts were suddenly pulled back by this sentence.

The voice is gentle and elegant, very polite, as an immortal, it is rare to be able to treat mortals so politely.

An Yahui turned around and saw a female immortal, standing there quietly. Dressed in a moon-white robe, embroidered with lines on the placket, the hair bun is pulled up, and a noble lady's hairpin is inserted, which is as quiet as an autumn orchid, and the view is picturesque.

It's just that between the two curved eyebrows, there is a thick sad look.

“... This is it..."

Not just for some reason, when An Yahui saw this immortal, a sense of closeness rose in her heart, as if she had some kind of secret connection with her, and couldn't help asking:

"Who are you?"

"I'm an immortal from Taixuanmen, my surname is Mo Mingxue, you shouldn't know me. The white-clothed fairy smiled, and then asked, "What about you, what is your name?"

"Anya Hui. ”

When Anyah said her name, she had no reason and felt nervous.

"Ask, Hui Zhilanxin, your name is very good, and it fits your temperament very well. Mo Xue smiled warmly.

“... Thank you. ”

Anya Hui lowered her head slightly, looking a little shy.

When she raised her head, she found that Mo Xue was still looking at her, with a kind smile on her face, as if she was looking at her own children.

"Immortals?"

An Yahui was slightly stunned, only thinking that this immortal, why did she seem so close?

"Shangxian?" Mo Xue's eyes flashed, and then he smiled:

"Silly boy, I don't even see outside, what else do you see outside. ”

"Are you someone from Zhang Yang?"

Anya Hui still had an incredulous expression on her face.

She was very sure that she really didn't know the immortal in front of her, so there was only one possibility, that is, someone from Zhang Yang, but she hadn't heard Zhang Yang say it.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through An Yahui's heart, and she subconsciously covered her lips with her hand and said:

"Are you... Her mother?"

She finally remembered that Zhang Yang had said that there was another reason why he came to the fairy world, that is, to find his life experience, it is said that his biological mother was an immortal in the fairy world, but the name was not mentioned.

It was only at this time that An Yahui finally understood why she saw this immortal for the first time, and a sense of closeness rose in her heart for no reason, it turned out to be such a relationship. If you look closely, Mo Xue's appearance is two or three points similar to Zhang Yang, and it is indeed a mother and son.

"For more than 20 years, I had been confined in Taixuan Mountain, and I only recently regained my freedom. Otherwise, I would have come to visit you a long time ago. ”

Mo Xue pursed her lips and smiled, and then didn't say anything more, but turned her eyes sideways and looked at the magnificent Yi Shui.

She had mixed feelings in her heart.

Since she was brought back to the fairy world, she was detained in Taixuan Mountain, and she had not been involved in the world for more than 20 years.

But when Mo Xue really regained her freedom and came from thousands of miles away, she was three years late, and she only saw An Yahui.

"Silly boy, what you don't do well, why do you have to learn from your father..."

Mo Xue said softly, tears streaming down her eyes.

She once fantasized about what Zhang Yang would look like when she grew up, hoping that Zhang Yang, who has no father and no mother, can grow up like other children, embark on a different path, and live an ordinary but happy life.

But I never thought that Zhang Yang would also walk on the road that Zhang Lingshan walked, open up the immortal gate with the posture of a mortal, and come to this vast immortal world.

And the way of the final curtain call is so similar.

All kinds of emotions finally turned into a sigh. Mo Xue put her hand into her sleeve, took out a fish-shaped jade pendant, glanced at it affectionately, and then threw it gently.

'Plop!'

Fish-shaped jade pendant, secluded and sinking to the bottom of the water.

"This Xuanluo jade is the dead knot of our family of three, so let it sink here. ”

"Dao Xuan Zhenren, that is, your grandfather, don't complain too much about him. In fact, he did not do it to clean up the portal, but because he had a problem that you cannot understand. ”

"Alas, God is so thin as I am, I can't see you in the end..."

Mo Xue sighed softly, turned around slowly, and saw An Yahui, who was also in tears, and forced a smile, as if she was about to say something.

A grim voice came from afar:

"Ink Snow Fairy. ”

Mo Xue turned around, and saw several Changhongs flying in the distance, and the figures of four sword immortals appeared, all wearing Taoist robes, obviously all of them were elders of the Taixuanmen.

"The boss has a life, let us take you back immediately. ”

The white-haired elder at the head said loudly.

He spoke concisely and to the point, although his voice was flat, but with an awe-inspiring arrogance, his eyes swept over Anyah, and he did not make any stops, but said:

"Fairy Moxue, you are the Venerable of Immortals, and you should keep your distance from mortals. ”

Although there is nothing explicit, from his words and deeds, he has expressed his contempt and disdain for An Yahui.

Mo Xue's expression turned slightly pale, she was silent for a moment, and said softly, "Can you give me some more time?"

"Fairy, you're embarrassing me. The elder's face sank like water, "The real person in charge has always said that the mortal dust of the Moxue Fairy is too heavy to focus on the cultivation path, if necessary, I will kill the mortal dust for the Moxue Fairy." ”

As he spoke, he looked at An Yahui with stern eyes, and in an instant, a lightning bolt seemed to pass through the void, and two divine rays hit An Yahui.

'Sila'

These two divine rays, as fast as white lightning, are a high degree of condensation of spiritual power, specializing in the soul of the gods. This white-haired elder is one of the elders of the inner gate of the Taixuanmen, the realm of the Immortal Monarch, the cultivation is extremely profound, even if he doesn't make a move, he can crush all the opponents below the Immortal Monarch with only his spiritual strength.

With just these two gods, even the land immortals are difficult to resist, not to mention that An Yahui is just an ordinary woman. If she really cleaved it, her soul would be crushed to ashes in an instant.

"Elder!"

Mo Xue shouted urgently.

But the white-haired elder just sneered and said nothing, as if this An Yahui was just a mayfly in his eyes, a life, worthless.

In an instant, An Yahui's eyes were reflected in white by these two gods. The momentum of the gods was so fast and so fast that even she didn't have time to fear.

Mo Xue subconsciously closed her eyes, and couldn't bear to look at the next picture.

The four elders in the distance all sneered at this time.

Just when all of them thought that Anya Hui was about to die.

In the depths of the void, a golden ray of light suddenly shot out, like a cluster of rays, it was a pure spiritual ripple, slashing through the two white rays.

'Bang Bang'

Those two divine rays could kill the land immortals, but they were easily shattered at this time.

And that golden light, showing a half-virtual and half-real state, stayed in front of Anyah.

'Bang!'

The next moment, this ray of light suddenly exploded, shooting out a golden pillar of light, converging in the void and condensing the outline of a short knife.

"What is this?"

The white-haired elder was stunned for a moment, and a great sense of crisis surged in his heart.

Looking at this short knife, which was less than a foot long, he actually felt as if it could threaten his life.

Not only him, but also the other three elders also looked at this short knife in disbelief, unable to guess what it was.

It's a pure energy, and it's certainly not a magic weapon. But if it's an immortal law, it's not like it.

"Could it be... This is a spiritual force?"

The white-haired elder's eyes widened in disbelief.

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