Maybe there is providence in the dark, the way of heaven has its own reason, he finally saw him, but there is no longer the sound of the past, if it were not for the eyes of the master who looked at him as before, it was difficult for him to imagine what torture he had endured, which could make a person unrecognizable, which made people so heartbroken.

What I didn't expect was that Shizun wanted to cut off the master-apprentice relationship with him, obviously he had a lot of things to say, he was no longer the impulsive Mao boy he used to be, he changed his tricks to trick Shizun, cultivated well, and took care of Penglai Xianshan up and down in an orderly manner, and he has always hated alchemy, and he has become a generation of alchemy masters, although it is not as good as Shizun's perfection, but his tea-making skills can be comparable to Shizun, Penglai's back mountain, he vacated a vacant land, planted a large tea garden, and took care of it, In order to be able to brew a pot for the master one day

However, the master ruthlessly solved their master-apprentice relationship, "since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated"

The good and evil of the ghost are not separated, so what I said at the beginning, the good and bad of people are not divided into races, immortals have despicable villains, and demons also have good demons, why are they all different?

He didn't have time to prove whether this sentence was right, when he came out of retreat, everything changed, the major immortal sects attacked the demon world, and wanted to kill the demon world, he hurried over, and saw the devastated demon world, corpses all over the field, the people of the demon world were not opponents of the fairy world at all, obviously some of the demon cultivators who gave up the attack and surrendered, the people of the fairy world were still unwilling to give up on them, and no one was left.

He didn't want to investigate who was right or wrong, but the white sword that came with him let out a burst of mournful roars, as if announcing that his master's life was in danger. He blocked the attack of a senior, but unexpectedly fell for his plan, deliberately involved him, and prevented him from coming to the rescue of Shizun. If it was just like this, he could still understand it, but what puzzled him was that Lin Yao, the woman he once loved, actually shot towards Shizun's life gate with a divine bow.

The white sword was stained with his blood, the wound couldn't stop oozing blood, it couldn't be healed, he wanted to use his true qi to treat, but the demon's pulse was reversed, once it was instilled, it aggravated his injury even more, he watched Shizun's soul dissipate, his mouth opened and closed, and he held back his tears from flowing out.

"The fate is like this, the will of heaven is hard to disobey, take care of it in the future." He smiled as usual.

He will never see him again, and he has nothing to worry about. After the Demon Suppression Conference, the talents of the fairy world withered, and the remnants of the demon world were absorbed by the Emperor of the Underworld.

When the monks of later generations turned over this old matter, they found the truth of the facts, the Demon Venerable had never done such a thing, it was simply nothing, and the blame was on his head, and the convening of the Demon Subduing Conference led to the fiasco of the fairy world

What if you get the later whitewashing, it is impossible for the dead to come back, and the soul is scattered, and there is no fragment at all.

For thousands of years, the people of Xiuzhen have changed batch after batch, and there are countless familiar faces that have changed, he once went down the mountain to point out a few smart and clever children, brought them back to Penglai to teach carefully, and when they grow up, they will be expelled from the school, let them establish the portal independently, under the hard work of several of them, the fairy world has finally improved a little bit, and he can also retreat with peace of mind, ready to turn into a god and go, after all, he has stayed here for too long.

During his retreat, he found that the white sword, which was originally as dead as silence, had an aura, as if it had come to life, desperately trying to break through the seal and fly out. Since the death of Master Zun Immortal, Bai Jian is like he has no life, and now, does this phenomenon mean that he is back?

Unbelievable, Bai Jian was pointing in the direction of Zhu Cuifeng, and he immediately rushed there.

There were many monks in Zhu Cuifeng, and there were many people in the hall, but he recognized at a glance that the kid exuded the exact same smell as the master, which was so reassuring and so poignant.

Holding her into his arms, he thought that even if it was not the reincarnation of Shizun, he would treat her well, just like Shizun treated him back then.

After getting along, he found that this female doll with the same name as Shizun was not so much similar as the same person. When I saw him making tea alone, his eyes became different, as if he couldn't believe that he would do this, although it flashed, but he caught it, and then every time he made a medicinal soup, he asked her to strip naked and soak in, she refused to live or die, and resolutely either wore a shirt, or he left, and the tone of his voice was extremely resolute and could not be refused, not at all like the courage and opinions that a child should have.

Speaking of now, the most suspicious thing is that she said the three books so neatly in her mouth, and said that there are masters guiding her, is it the spirit of the master in the sky?

On this side, Xia Qian thought that Si Qinghan began to doubt her identity, which greatly reduced the chance of the two of them meeting, and almost every day they sat in the immortal cave to cultivate, and after the tempering body, the absorption of true qi was extremely smooth, and it did not take a hundred days to build a successful foundation, laying the foundation for the cultivation of the great road.

After Si Qinghan sensed that she had successfully built the foundation, Qianli Chuanyin asked her to go to Zhu Cuifeng to find the head of the house to get a treasure as a natal magic weapon, called Yi Jinmu, which is a very rare wood attribute magic weapon.

Xia Qian, who was worried about what magic weapon to use to defend himself, heard the news, smiled happily, and then left Penglai with a flying sword and rushed to Zhu Cuifeng.

"Look, isn't it the little girl who was taken by the ancestor before? How did you come to Zhu Cuifeng? Someone looked up and saw the silver light flashing, thinking that it was a senior who came, but it turned out to be a yellow-haired little girl, looking at her appearance of seven or eight years old, she must be a new disciple of this session, among the girls, there is one who was accepted as a true disciple by the head of the family, and she, since she was taken away by the ancestors, has not seen each other, and has not seen what she looks like, if it weren't for the blue and white Taoist clothes on her body, she went in and out of here at will without rules, and the people below really don't know where they came from.

Seeing that Xia Qian drove the flying sword straight towards the palace of the master, without the slightest intention of stopping, someone was in a hurry and shouted to the sky: "Above, stop, the door rules are Article 36, without the permission of the master, you can't drive the flying sword in and out, stop quickly!" ”

Xia Qian, who was in the air, heard the voice below, looked down, and saw that the person was waving very anxiously, and when he saw her coming, he continued to shout happily, "Hurry up and stop!" ”

She paused in the air for a few seconds, and the man thought she was about to land, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he saw a silver light quickly streak across the sky, leaving no trace.

This is the first time she has controlled the flying sword in this life, but she has the memory of the original owner, as well as the memory of the previous life, controlling the speed and direction of the flying sword, there is no problem at all, the sword body is tilted, and it falls steadily in front of the temple gate.

"Who?" The two disciples in front of the door shouted loudly, and after seeing that it was Xia Qian, they hurriedly changed their words and saluted respectfully: "Hello senior." ”

Although the heart is unwilling, there is no dissatisfaction on the face. Indeed, in terms of age, Xia Qian is younger than any of them, but in terms of seniority, she is even older than the head of Zhu Cuifeng. Si Qinghan is already the ancestor who is in charge, and his apprentice's seniority is naturally a cut higher than that of the master, not to mention their juniors.

"Yes." Xia Qian responded, which was an answer, and then asked: "Is the head on the peak today?" ”

"Back to the seniors, the head of the sect taught Senior Sister Tao Zhi in the side hall, according to this hour, it is probably resting."

Tao Zhi? Xia Qian flashed the picture of looking at her that day, and his heart sank, "In that case, please lead the way." ”

Half a pillar of incense time, they turned left and right, to a chic courtyard, small bridges and flowing water, flowers, scrambling to open, a few stones, a few bamboos, in this courtyard seems to be placed at random, from a distance, they are so stable, so comfortable, not only in line with the laws of nature but also pleasant, you can see that the people who live in this courtyard have a special taste.

The person who led the way by the "head" brought Xia Qian here, and just as he was about to speak, Xia Qian immediately made a silent movement and asked him to retreat.

The master and apprentice in the courtyard were practicing swordsmanship selflessly, and they didn't notice Xia Qian's arrival, just taking advantage of this gap, Xia Qianzai carefully observed the secrets on Tao Zhi's body, in her heart, she never felt that Tao Zhi was a normal child.

"Good practice, keep going." The head let go of his hand and let Tao Zhi dance with a sword, at a young age, she was wearing light cyan clothes, her figure was as light as a young bird, the strength of her wrist was just right, the sword in her hand was as fast as lightning flashing, silver light flashed, the sword light turned into an arc in the air, bringing a gust of wind flow, and it pointed directly at the direction where Xia Qian was.

"Humph!" Xia Qian sneered, she was also a foundation building monk, and it was more than enough to deal with Tao Zhi, who was an eighth-order Qi cultivator, and her killing intent was too obvious, and she came straight at her without concealment.

Tao Zhi's move shocked the head of the house, she could swing such a powerful sword qi, coupled with her understanding, she would definitely not be an ordinary monk in the future, just wanted to say "good", but saw Xia Qian in the corner in the distance, and the sword qi pointed directly at her.

The head of the sect sighed in his heart, raised his hand and prepared to disperse this sword qi, but he didn't expect that Xia Qian was holding a flying sword to block Tao Zhi's attack.

"This is really a unique greeting gift, sir?" Xia Qian slowly shrunk the flying sword into a three-inch-high small sword, retracted it into the storage ring, and looked at the head with an indifferent face, while the afterglow remained on Tao Zhi's body.

"It was a real surprise." The head secretly glared at Tao Zhi, and tried to come to the round with a haha, "I didn't know that Uncle Xiao came today." ”

"That's it," Xia Qian glanced at Tao Zhi lightly, and saw that she had no cowardice at all, more unwilling, and the doubts in her heart kept expanding.