Master Jiang wants you to go, and I want to go, although the result is the same, it means two things.

Hearing Gong Weijie's determination, the young man was silent, and he still couldn't say anything to stop it.

The word immortal, in their hearts, is too heavy.

Luo Xiaoyun heard about the immortal for the first time, although she didn't know how powerful it was, but she didn't care about it, she only knew one thing that the child she had brought up was leaving.

There is reluctance, but the young man is the one who is in charge, so he can only hang his head and not let his emotions be revealed.

"If you want to go, just remember to come back and see more, I don't care, but your mother is old. ”

"Master Xie, I will remember it. ”

Gong Weijie hurriedly thanked him, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

After dinner, the young man helped Luo Xiaoyun to the roof to blow the wind, and unconsciously, this habit has been maintained for decades.

Looking back on the past, the girl with a beautiful face and moon appearance has a silver hair, but he is still the same as before, without the slightest change.

I can only sigh that Shaohua is fleeting, and the years are ruthless.

What the young man didn't know was that after seeing them go upstairs, Gong Weijie turned around and entered his room.

Looking at the mahogany box at the head of the young man's bed, Gong Weijie gritted his teeth and bowed.

"I'm sorry Master, the hall owner said that you are very likely to be an immortal from the outside world, although you never said it, but I know that the memory of the past has always been a knot in your heart, this memory, let me try my best to retrieve it." ”

Whispering, Gong Weijie stretched out his hand and put it on the wooden box, his fingertips trembling slightly.

This box is a taboo for teenagers.

When Gong Weijie was a child, he liked to wake up at night, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would often see Master looking at the objects in the box in a daze.

Curious, he asked a few times, but each time he was glared at and scolded by the young man, and even ate a stick stew of butt meat for this.

In the end, it was Luo Xiaoyun who told him that the things in it were related to the master's life experience.

Gently open the box, and the contents are simple.

A tattered purple coat, a pair of luxurious-looking white boots, underwear does not count.

The strong smell of blood came, which made Gong Weijie feel incredible, and he found that the blood stains on the purple clothes were as if they had just been stained.

Fingertips stroked, there is still wetness!

Gong Weijie's heart was shocked, although he didn't know how many years his master had been in Shuiyue Village, he had heard of his deeds since he was a child, and he watched his father grow up.

In this way, a few will take 50 years to go up.

After so many passes, the blood is still not dry, which breaks his perception of the world.

Perhaps, as the hall owner said, the master is an immortal!

Gong Weijie knew that the master wanted to retrieve his memory in his heart, but because of Luo Xiaoyun and other reasons, he had to restrain his thoughts.

Gong Weijie wanted to help him and raised him for many years, and the boy was like a teacher and a father in his heart.

So, this opportunity to get in touch with another world that he had never heard of at all, and he didn't want to miss it.

Taking a deep breath, Gong Weijie closed the box, carried it into his room, and came out with a piece of letterhead full of handwriting after a while.

He needs to leave overnight, and once the master finds out, he will definitely not let him go with the box, which will make it more difficult to visit.

Putting the letter paper on the table and pressing it with a teacup, Gong Weijie no longer hesitated, turned around and went out directly.

When he came to the door, he stopped, turned around and knelt down, and kowtowed respectfully three times, and then he secretly left on the edge of the small building.

In the Houshan Martial Arts Hall, a group of people were waiting.

Among them, two young men were particularly conspicuous, richly dressed, with white cloud boots on their feet, and some pale faces could not hide their arrogance.

Jiang Rulong was kind to them, and they were willing to take away two disciples as a repayment, but in the face of these mortals, the sense of superiority in their hearts could not be concealed.

Jiang Rulong stood aside, his body bowed slightly, and he kept a smile on his face, looking a little humble.

The attitude of these two people is not good, it can even be said to be very bad, but he doesn't think there is any problem, immortals should be like this, if he is dissatisfied with these two people to retract their promise, then he is a sinner.

For the sake of the future of the two juniors, as the owner of the museum, grievances are nothing.

Soon, Gong Weijie also arrived with the box.

Seeing that he was the only one missing, he apologized again and again.

"It's okay, I said that I set off at night, it's not completely dark now, it's not outdated, and if you want to enter the cultivation, there is no need to carry these worldly garbage, gold and silver are useless in the cultivation world. One of the 'immortals' said.

Gong Weijie hugged the wooden box tightly, and his fist at the bottom of the box couldn't help but clench.

"Thank you for the reminder, but this is the clothes my mother made for me herself, it's not heavy, and I definitely won't hold back. ”

With a slightly red face, Gong Weijie smiled shyly.

He lowered his head and glanced at the white cloud boots on the feet of the two of them, and silently compared them in his heart.

It's not as good as Master's pair, he can't say the specifics, but it's definitely a lot worse.

Therefore, the Master's status should have been higher than theirs before, and the scope could be narrowed down a little.

Seeing that he was reluctant to drop the box, the two young men did not bother to say anything, and as for what was inside, they did not have the slightest interest in knowing.

Even a box of gold and silver treasures is of very little value to a practitioner.

"Whatever you want, Pavilion Master Jiang, take your leave. ”

Shaking their heads, the two of them casually gave up their hands.

"Immortals walk slowly, Xiaojie, Xiaobo, remember what I said to you. ”

Gong Weijie and the other person both nodded in agreement.

In the afternoon, the candidate was determined, and Jiang Rulong deliberately called the two aside, and the so-called explanation was only a few words.

Laugh more, do more, talk less.

He didn't know what the cultivation world was like, but his own family went from feud to destruction, which made Jiang Rulong sum up some life experience.

Leaving the martial arts hall, the two worldly boys followed behind the two 'immortals'.

Gong Weijie was thinking about his future plans, how to find the master's previous clues as quickly as possible.

Xiaobo couldn't help but yearn for it, and asked curiously.

"Immortals, will we be able to fly with the sword in the future?"

Hearing this, the two turned around with undisguised disdain.

replied: "What about you, if you want to fly with the sword, or step into the air, at least you must cultivate in the Heavenly Xuan Realm, our two brothers have cultivated so far, and they are only the eight levels of the Lingxuan, you ...... Hehe. ”

The other seemed to be a little unaccustomed to his ridicule, and said in a strange manner: "Don't discourage their enthusiasm, you don't have to be in the Heavenly Xuan Realm to fly, as far as I know, the Heavenly Monarch Xuan Realm had the ability to fly back then." ”

“......”

The other end.

The night was getting darker, and it was already cool, and the young man had to help Luo Xiaoyun back to the room.

Life has come to an end, and we can no longer be as casual as before, a small illness and pain may bring irreversible consequences, we must be cautious.

Sending Luo Xiaoyun back to the room, the young man went downstairs only to find that there was a letter on the table.

"Xiaojie!"

"Xiaojie!"

I didn't rush to read the letter, I called twice and didn't hear a response, and I had already guessed the truth in my heart.

Pick up the letter and read it, everything is as expected.

There were also some surprises, such as the kid taking his box away.

After sitting silent for a long time, thousands of sorrows turned into a long sigh.

"Let's hope nothing happens. ”

As Gong Weijie thought, he really never completely forgot about memory loss, but he is very satisfied with his current peaceful life, and he is both curious and afraid of his past.

On the tattered purple clothes, blood was all over the place, and it was not difficult to infer that he must have had enemies before.

And he ended up with a memory loss and a serious injury and dying, and it was clear that the enemy was strong.

Gong Weijie is implicated, and the blessings and misfortunes are unpredictable.

.........

Chaotic domain, the world.

Compared with the non-stop struggle in the outside world, the world lives up to its name, as if it is another national uniform.

It's calm and peaceful, like a sleeping tiger, as long as it doesn't cause trouble, and passers-by can only stay away.

Calm is good, but for cultivators who are accustomed to fighting, this kind of comfortable day is really a bit boring.

In order to pass the boring time, a group of people led by Li Zheng have tried their best to wander the world in various identities over the years.

On this day, on Bao'er Mountain, a mysterious aura suddenly spread, and everyone felt that at this moment, they were extremely calm, even more effective than sitting next to the Wenxin Corridor.

Many of them opened their eyes, some curious to see what was going on.

But after a little joy, he found that this breath came from the small courtyard on the mountainside, and he immediately put away his thoughts.

There, is Li Changan's small courtyard.

Li Changan disappeared for decades, and now only two people live in the small courtyard.

Tsing Yi and Bitter Sword Venerable.

Whoever made the movement was not for them.

Ordinary supreme powers, even holy masters such as Hu Ji Sima Yanlong, didn't know what this aura meant.

But Tang Sheng, who was sitting in the meditation room, understood very well, opened his closed eyes and had a smile on his face.

"Another Venerable was born. ”

"The world is as stable as a rock, so I can leave with peace of mind. ”

Murmuring in a low voice, Tang Sheng looked up, as if his gaze could penetrate everything, locked in the direction of the Phantom Valley.

There are only two emperors in the Martial Pole Realm, which have been occupied by Qing Shenglan and Tan Yonglin.

He now has the strength to win one of them, but both of them have some relationship with the world, and they can be counted as a boat with him, so naturally they can't do it.

In this way, he didn't want to stop at Venerable, so there was only one way left.

In the past few decades, at least a million people in the Martial Extreme Realm have poured in from the passage, although they have not yet penetrated into the Holy Lord-level power and Venerable, but under the influence of this great trend, it is impossible to say that they have no ideas.

Tang Sheng wanted to leave a long time ago, but Li Changan hadn't come back yet, and only Bitter Sword Venerable was in charge in the world.

Although it is currently stable, not long after the end of the war, in order to ensure that it is just in case, and in order to accompany Tang Jingxin more, he postponed it until now.

Now that another Venerable has been born, and there have been no accidents in these years, Tang Sheng has also made up his mind.

A small courtyard on the mountainside.

Ku Jianzun sat in the courtyard, made a pot of tea with his own hands, and just poured out two cups, he felt a strong wind coming behind him, and slapped back with a backhand.

There was a snap, accompanied by the girl's scream.

"Venerable, you are cheating!"

The girl covered her ass and complained.

Bitter Sword Venerable rolled her eyes back and pushed a cup of spiritual tea across the table.

"Girl, you are in the realm of Venerable, and you are not stable at all. ”

Over the years, the girl seems to have been recruited for a 'recurrence of the old disease', and she has changed her well-behaved years ago, and her playfulness has become more and more serious, and she often plays some pranks with her.

In this regard, Ku Jian Zun said that he was actually quite cooperative.

She understands the girl very well, no matter how high her cultivation is, waiting is still a torment.

No one is more familiar with this feeling than her.

She's used to it, but for a girl, decades are really difficult, and having fun is a way to vent her emotions.

"Yes, yes, I am now His Holiness, and I have to be steady. ”

The girl let go of her buttocks, tidied up her appearance, and immediately pretended to be a lady and sat down, but the excitement in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

“......”

"With the Sacred Heart Stone, it is inevitable that you will reach the Venerable Realm, originally I thought that you would be able to completely refine it in thirty years, but it was only completed today, and you are still a ghost. ”

"Oh, it's not important, it's not important, An An hasn't come back yet, that means he hasn't succeeded yet, I just need to break through in front of him. ”

“......”

"I almost forgot one thing, although I am now a person in the world, I am also from the East China Sea, according to our practice in the East China Sea, His Holiness deserves a title, Venerable, you help me think about it, what is my name?"

Bitter Sword Venerable is full of black lines, how can there be such a convention?

None of the original three statues of the East China Sea were named by themselves, all of them were called by others, just like nicknames, and they slowly became famous after being called more.

Otherwise, Tang Sheng would also be regarded as a person from the East China Sea, and he would have already named himself.

A little speechless, but looking at the girl's enthusiastic appearance, Ku Jian Zun didn't want to wear out her enthusiasm.

"Such as the Absolute Affection, Mozun, the title is related to the path you take, you are walking the Wen Dao, just consider this aspect. ”

"Then don't I want to call the deity?"

"What?"

"No, nothing. ”

I won't tell you that my literature and Taoism are all mistakenly entered because of reading the script!