Lan Qing carried Xuan He's corpse and returned directly to the Burial Soul Slope in the Valley of No Return. As soon as he landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

To use black chess, you need to use your own soul as a guide, unless the target is the demon race, and there must be a demon spirit, otherwise it will be counterattacked.

Lan Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, found a good place in the lush woods, and used his spiritual power to refine Xuanhe's corpse into Yuan Dan and bury it in the soil. The moment it was buried, a small seedling broke through the ground.

"I'm sorry. Lan Qing stroked the tender green leaf, and there was still no expression on her pale face.

The little green leaf seemed to be comforted, and gently rubbed her with the wind.

Lan Qing withdrew his hand, looked at the little seedling for a long time, and then got up and left.

Hangong Peak is the most unique peak among the five peaks of the Valley of No Return, adjacent to the Liangjie Mountain and the Hualong Snow Mountain, so the top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, and only Lan Qing lives on the top of the mountain. The temperature on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain is moderate, and the four seasons are distinct, making it the residence of the disciples.

Back at Hangong Peak, Lan Qing ran directly to the forbidden land.

Her current state is very bad, the backlash of the black chess has torn her soul apart, and if she doesn't meditate and rest, I'm afraid she won't last long.

Sitting in the ice cave, a light blue fluorescence rises from under his body, and everywhere he goes, he calms down the anger that rushes everywhere in his body.

Lan Qing is a rare Great Perfection cultivator in the world, who has already maintained his immortal body, and can be regarded as having stepped into the immortal realm with one foot. But since then, her cultivation has never improved, as if she has encountered a shackle, and it only takes an opportunity to break through.

But she knew that this opportunity would be difficult to appear.

I thought that this retreat would not last long, but when I opened my eyes again, five years had passed.

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Knowing that Lan Qing was out of the customs, the disciples of Han Gongfeng climbed to the top one after another to greet the master. Everyone was happy, except for one......

Jing Ci's eyes were full of gloom, and he was holding a dog's tail grass from the bottom of the mountain in his mouth. With a slender figure, the young man's body disappeared without a trace, and he was dressed in a black kaftan that was different from the dark blue robe around him, and white satin was tied around his waist, wrists, and hair.

"Little junior brother, Master is out today, why are you still wearing this? It will make her unhappy. Yue Qi frowned and looked at Jing Ci dissatisfied.

The eldest brother died, and the second senior brother was trapped in retreat for many years, and Yue Qi, as the third brother, consciously took the lead, managing many junior brothers and sisters, and took care of Han Gongfeng in an orderly manner during Lan Qing's retreat.

But Jing Ci is a variable, since Wen Yun's death, he seems to have changed as a person, no longer close to anyone, the once innocent and lovely laugh never appears again, replaced by a mocking laugh - a mockery of everyone.

In the past few years, Yue Qi was worried that he would poke his sore spots, which would only increase his sadness, but anyway, the master was not there, but he would open his eyes and close his eyes.

But today is the day when the master is out of the customs, no matter what, he must abide by the rules, and let the master see the good side of their disciples.

Jing Ci sneered, spit out the dog's tail grass, and said lazily with his hands on his pillows: "Come out when you come out, and it's not a resurrection from the dead, what are you excited about? You are blindly happy here, and people will not appreciate it at all." ”

"Little junior brother, you!" Yue Qi was so angry that he didn't hold back a word to teach him a lesson for a long time, so he had to say with a straight face: "I don't care how angry you are today, keep it all for me, don't be unreasonable to the master, do you hear?"

"Oh, okay, no problem. ”

Jing Ci's eyes flashed, and his mouth fell. But in my heart, I scoffed at this......

Although Yue Qi was still suspicious of his attitude, there was no other way at the moment, so he had to pray that this little ancestor would not come to him, and if Master Hu came to him, he could still forgive him generously.

Just as he was thinking, the door of the forbidden land suddenly opened.

A figure surrounded by fairy aura appeared in front of everyone, and in the past five years, there was no trace on the woman's face.

Yue Qi stood in front of the disciples, looked at Lan Qing with burning eyes, and shouted in a high voice: "The disciples of Han Gong Peak welcome the master out of the customs!"

"The disciples of Han Gong Peak welcome the master out of the customs!"

The disciples followed Yue Qi and knelt down for a long time. On the snow-covered ground, dark blue dresses knelt in unison. The only thing that stood out was a cynical scene dressed in black, standing in the corner.

Lan Qing saw him at first sight after he came out, and the first thought in his heart was not why he didn't wear a uniform, but that he had grown a lot taller.

In a flat tone, he raised his hand to everyone and said, "Get up." ”

"Thank you, Master!" Everyone stood up again, all of them looked at her with blazing eyes, thinking and worshiping.

"Yue Qi, you did a good job. ”

There was no superfluous expression on Lan Qing's face, a simple sentence made Yue Qi's eyes red, thinking about how he was a half-old child five years ago, how difficult it was to hold up Han Gongfeng alone Only he knew.

Lan Qing's words, these five years, are worth it!

"Master ......"

"Hmm. Lan Qing patted him on the shoulder and gave him an affirmation.

After Jing Ci was left to dry for a long time, he was a little unhappy. I came here specifically to find her unhappy, why didn't she even react at all?

Yin Yang said strangely: "Shizun is really arrogant, and the apprentice has stood here for a long time and has not seen Shizun cast a glance." Have you not seen each other for five years, and you have become estranged from your apprentice?"

"Jing Ci!" Yue Qi looked over dissatisfied.

"It's okay," Lan Qing indifferently spit out two words, and then he really began to look at his little disciple: "If you are too angry, practice more mental methods to stabilize your mind." ”

"Oh?"

Jing Ci raised his eyebrows, and there was an evil aura between his eyebrows, and he replied with oil and gas: "Doesn't the master know why the apprentice is so angry? It's really funny, and let me practice the mental method." Does that master want to practice the Tao and understand what it means to be a teacher?"

"Jing Ci is enough, if you mess around, you will go down the mountain for me!"

Yue Qi's face darkened most of the time, he didn't allow anyone to slander the god in his mind like this, no matter who it was!

"Tsk, the master is not in a hurry, third senior brother, what are you in a hurry with me? ”

After speaking, he left leisurely with his hands on his head.

"Master, it's all my fault, little junior brother, he ...... I just can't help it. Yue Qi said with some self-reproach.

"Nothing, you're doing well. Jing Ci ...... "Lan Qing wanted to say that it would be good for her to teach, but as soon as she spoke, she realized that now in his heart, she was the least qualified person to teach him.

After a long time, he said lightly: "Let him go." ”

Yue Qi responded, and for some reason, he seemed to hear the helplessness in Shizun's flat tone.

But in an instant, he dispelled this idea, how could it be? Shizun is the flower of the plateau snow ridge, desperate and despairing, and he is a person who is about to cultivate into an immortal, and he has already cut off these chaotic emotions.