He has lived for thousands of years, has seen so many people, experienced a lot of things, and knows best how long he wants to go along the way of cultivating immortals, and when he reaches the Mahayana period, character and thinking are the most important.

If there is no way to contemplate the realm of enlightenment and break through the obstacles of nirvana, then no matter how long you retreat, you will not be able to break through the barriers of cultivation and embark on the true path.

While the two of them were quietly precipitating their thoughts, suddenly, Qingmiao Palace broke into a butterfly-like and enchanting red figure.

Immediately, a lazy but chilly voice came from Yan Tiannuo's ears: "Old man Qing, I heard the steward Xiao Li say that someone came to you with the black flame of the old man in the dust?"

Listening to this strange and cold voice, Yan Tiannuo couldn't help but raise his head and look at him from the grief and sadness just now.

I saw a tall and straight figure standing in front of the main hall.

Instead of wearing a white or gray fitting monk's garment, as the usual monks, he wore a loose red brocade robe embroidered with a strange mandala flower in a red thread darker than the color of the robe.

One after another, like a large flowerbed, flowers bloomed on him, giving him an indescribable, bewitching and seductive state.

It was the first time for Yan Tiannuo to see a person with such a cold and glamorous temperament, and she couldn't help but look at his face, just one glance, which made her stunned on the spot, and secretly scolded the demon for misleading people!

I saw that his face was as white as jade, with clear contours, a broad and flat forehead, slender and slightly oblique eyebrows, a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes implying infinite style, a nose as straight as a peak, thin lips with a sense of ruddy, lustrous, and a piece of one that seemed to have magic power.

The breeze blew, and the wide robe moved with the wind, inadvertently revealing a large area of his fair skin before the moon, and his long black hair like a waterfall also fluttered with the wind.

After a few breaths, the demonic man saw that no one answered, so he automatically looked at the unfamiliar Yan Tannuo, and in an instant, the four eyes were facing each other, and there was a moment of stunnedness, as if he didn't expect the other party to be so beautiful and peerless.

Immediately, the wicked man hooked his lips and smiled, like thousands of peach blossoms blooming, fluttering in the air to form a beautiful spring picture.

His narrow and good-looking peach blossom eyes shimmered brightly, as bright as fireworks, and couldn't help but dazzle.

It's just that Yan Tiannuo didn't get lost in it, just because she was sensitive to the cruel and cold chill he hid under all kinds of bewitching customs.

It's like a beautiful illusion, first tempting and unconscious, losing yourself, and then getting rid of it mercilessly.

After Yan Tiannuo was amazed, she retracted her gaze indifferently, although the demon is beautiful, she also has to be appreciated, she didn't ignore his cold and piercing domineering aura.

She had a feeling that if she looked at it again, this person would definitely slap her hand without pity!

So, just take a look, and she's not the one who pounces on her when she sees beauty.

The man didn't seem to expect her to look away so quickly, and he couldn't help but feel a little interested, it seemed that this woman was not like other women who couldn't walk when they saw him.

At this time, Qingwuzi seemed to see a big trouble, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, and he reprimanded lightly: "Jun Xianya, you unruly boy, you are an old man and an old man all day long, and you are not old and you call you old!"

Although he reprimanded him, there was no trace of annoyance in his tone and demeanor, as if he was conniving at him.

Then he pouted at Yan Nuo and continued: "Yes, yes, it's this girl." ”

When Jun Xianya heard this, the romantic peach blossom eyes flashed with a dark light, stared sharply at Yan Tiannuo, and asked suspiciously, "Oh, how can you have his things?"

Yan Tiannuo listened to this voice, which was neither light nor heavy, and only felt as if he was whispering in her ear, which made her hair stand on end.

She looked at the bewitching beautiful man who was far away from her, stabilized the trembling that rose unconsciously in her heart, looked as usual, and said lightly: "He is my master, and the dagger was left to me by my master." And it was Master who asked me to come and worship the Initiation School. ”

When Jun Xianya heard the word "Master", a touch of anger suddenly appeared in his eyes that were originally like water, and his demonic face became cold and lonely, and suddenly he flashed and came to Yan Tiannuo.

He leaned over slowly, his beautiful face slowly approaching Yan Tannuo's face, and just when Yan Tannuo thought he was going to humiliate himself, he stopped when he was only an inch away from her face.

He seemed to be gritting his teeth to restrain himself, word by word, and spit out a few words in a tone implied with anger: "He, where, where?"

When Yan Tiannuo heard this, he forgot to retreat, a sad look flashed in his eyes, and then he looked into his eyes and said in a low voice: "He's gone." ”

As the words fell, Yan Tiannuo found that Jun Yanya's pupils shrank sharply.

Jun Xianya's heart was shocked, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his body couldn't help but shake for a moment, as if he was about to fall.

Seeing this, Yan Tiannuo hurriedly supported him and helped him stabilize his figure.

Jun Xianya's eyes were blank, stunned for a moment, and suddenly pushed Yan Tiannuo away.

Yan Tiannuo didn't expect him to suddenly push himself away, and staggered back a few steps unguardedly, almost falling to the ground.

Suddenly, her face sank, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed, this man looked at the people who looked like a disaster, how could he react strangely, and he was fierce to himself as soon as he came in!

As soon as Yan Tiannuo stood still, he was suddenly grabbed by her collar by Jun Xianya, and said viciously to her: "You are talking nonsense, how could he not be there, he must have gone to be at ease again!"

Yan Tiannuo was treated so rudely, coupled with being shocked by his inexplicable hostility in front of her, at this time, no matter how good her temper was, she was about to explode!

With frost on her face, a pair of clear and smart eyes glared at Jun Yanya angrily, and said coldly: "Do I have any nonsense, you can ask the head of Qingwuzi." ”

Seeing Jun Yanya's reaction, Qing Wuzi remembered that he had regarded Fuchen as his father since he was a child, and understood that he was no less surprised and sad than himself, so he hurriedly said, "Xiaojun, it's true. There is a handwritten letter with floating dust as evidence. ”

Hearing the sound, Jun Xianya let go of Yan Tiannuo like a wisp of green smoke, and flashed to Qing Wuzi's side in the blink of an eye, snatching the letter in his hand.

It was only after a long time that he had the courage to open the letter and read the letter carefully word by word.

His eyes were red, and the hand holding the letter trembled unconsciously.

Why did he choose to sit outside, why didn't he let himself accompany him on his last journey!

He couldn't understand the floating dust. Fuchen's behavior, he couldn't understand it from beginning to end.

Just like when he saved his young and injured self, he taught him to cultivate since he was a child, instructed him in martial arts, and helped him capture spirit beasts.