Back then, Su Qingxue killed thousands of monks for Murong Chong, breaking the Cangwu seal and almost causing chaos. Later, Murong Chong gave great charity to the world, and strictly ordered the exile of the demons in the stream not to kill people in vain, and to accumulate goodness to save people when they walked outside.

No matter how the various factions and scattered cultivators of the Zhongyuan Dynasty chased and killed, Murong Chong and Su Qingxue never injured a single person. The two traveled together, and during this time, they did good deeds to save people.

The price to be paid in the war between humans and demons is heavy, and no one wants to easily provoke a war. The various factions reached an agreement with the Banishing Yuan, and the major factions and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance all withdrew the order to hunt and kill, and no longer ordered the entire Zhongyuan Continent to hunt down and kill the two. But it did not prevent the monks from seeking personal revenge between them. If Su Qingxue and Murong Chong hurt people's lives again, then the agreement will no longer be counted.

For such conditions, Murong Chong did not hesitate to respond. His only condition was that the monks of the Zhongyuan Dynasty were not allowed to injure and kill demon cultivators for no reason.

And then he and Su Qingxue did exactly that. No matter how many monks used to seek revenge, they just lifted it up lightly and lowered it gently. It's just self-preservation, and never fight back and hurt others.

This strange peace lasted for ten years.

In the past ten years, there have been frictions with various factions, especially with the two westernmost factions in the Central Plains Continent. Among them, the Shushan Sword Sect is the worst, and it is almost a constant fight. As time went on, the backlog of feuds between the two sides grew. Whether it is a human cultivator or a demon cultivator, they will often unconsciously ask themselves: I don't know how long this kind of peace can last?

Bidding farewell to those disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect, the four of them flew towards the Dongyao Mountain Range without any stops. They are eager to return to their hometowns, and in order to seek speed, they are all controlled by Duan Qingya and Feng Liluo along the way. Su Jinge and Duan Yuxuan are both happy to be idle.

Duan Yuxuan sat at the back half of the gourd. His mind digested a lot of news that he had heard from the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Originally, the demon cultivators stayed in the exile stream and rarely came out. There is no friction between human cultivation and demon cultivation. It's since Murong Chong made a grand oath. After asking his subordinates to come out and do good deeds. The conflict between human cultivation and demon cultivation never stopped. Even if it's all small things that don't hurt the overall situation, it has been backlogged like this. One day there will be calamity.

"That Murong Chong is really stupid."

Feng Liluo leisurely shook the sprinkled gold fan, and said, "I'm very curious how the two of them made the group of demon cultivators in the exile stream obey their orders. ”

Su Jinge was silent. Today's plot has long deviated greatly from the original work. She can no longer rely on a golden finger like being familiar with the plot to judge some people and things. How Su Qingxue and Murong Chong managed to command the demons was also a mystery to her. Thinking of those two people, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Maybe they are the darlings of Heavenly Dao." ”

Duan Qingya turned his head in surprise, "Why do you believe this?" ”

"The darling of the Heavenly Dao?" Su Jinge shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't believe it. The way of heaven is the rule that exists between heaven and earth. Everything has a constant law. There is a cause to have an effect, and it is natural to follow the law. If there is really any favorite, that person must have planted countless good causes first. in order to be favored by this. However, there is such a thing as luck in the world, and if the luck is extremely good, it will be invincible. ”

Duan Qingya said with a smile: "People's luck is not immutable. ”

Duan Yuxuan interjected with interest: "Jin Ge, it turns out that you will also say these big truths. ”

Su Jinge shook his head and said, "It's not a reason, it's just a little feeling." ”

Duan Yuxuan held her cheeks and shook her head and said, "If there is really such a thing as a Heavenly Dao darling in this world. Tiandao was really blind to care for such two people like this. ”

Su Jinge smiled and said no more. Just stared at the clouds and mist that kept receding around him.

Although it is said that the two of them take turns to make the imperial weapon, due to the fact that most of the time they are still in the imperial weapon, Duan Qingya is still in the imperial weapon. It was only when he was resting that the wind took over for a while. A Yuanying True Monarch, a Jindan True Person of the Wind Spirit Root. Flying at full strength, the speed is quite impressive.

As the days passed. The scene in front of me gradually became familiar. The bustling Wangxian City and the beautiful Crescent Moon Lake are a piece of Dongyao with strong autumn colors.

In front of the majestic mountain gate of Fuguang, the few disciples of the hand sect standing still unchanged. Nearly twenty years is a long time for ordinary people. But twenty years is nothing to a monk. These gatekeeper disciples are still the same, but their cultivation has improved more or less.

From a distance, they saw a huge gourd flying towards the mountain gate. They were all excited.

"It's Zhenyuan Zhenjun who is back!"

"How do you know it's Zhenyuan Zhenjun?"

"Didn't you see it was a big gourd?"

"I don't know, Su Zhenren of this gourd small mirror peak also has one."

"Su Zhenren didn't fall into the rift. How could it be her. ”

"How not? That real person has always liked to play this set, and every time he goes out, he disappears. And then it suddenly appeared after a decade or twenty. ”

"I think it's Zhenyuan Zhenjun."

"I can't see it. When Su Zhenren and Uncle Duan were drunk, they drove that gourd directly into this prohibition. I stood closest that day, and I saw it very clearly, this gourd must be Su Zhenren's. ”

"Five Yang Yuan Dan bet Zhenyuan Zhenjun."

"Ho! I'll take out a bottle of tonic pills, Su Zhenren. ”

"I'll press a spirit stone, Su Zhenren."

"A spirit stone, Zhenyuan True Monarch."

"A bag of spiritual rice, Zhenyuan Zhenjun.".

Fuguang was in front of him, even if Duan Yuxuan didn't want this journey to end, he felt very kind when he looked at Fuguang's mountain gate. I want to hurry back to that familiar environment. Not to mention the other three. The huge wine gourd came to the mountain gate in a blink of an eye. Several people jumped down in unison and ran towards the mountain gate.

Several disciples were stunned for a moment before they remembered to salute. It's just that at this time, Duan Qingya had already opened the ban with the jade plate in his hand, and the group of four quickly disappeared on the way to Taiyi Peak.

The autumn wind carried the aroma of Linggu and melons and fruits blowing through one after another. After a long time, a disciple of the gate said with difficulty: "This, how to calculate it?" ”

When several gatekeepers were asking questions about the gambling contract. Su Jinge is also a question mark. Seeing Duan Qingya holding the sign and directly opening the ban today, she couldn't help but think of when she was brought back to Fuguang by her master. The master also took a jade plaque and opened the ban by himself. According to the rules of Fuguang. Only Yuanying Zhenjun and the head of the sect are eligible to get this jade plate that can open the ban.

Back then, Chonghua Zhenjun was married outside, so what happened to the jade plate in his hand?

"It's all home. Why did the girl have a sad face? ”

Su Jinge touched his face, "Big brother, I'm just thinking about a question, why is it like a sad face." ”

Duan Qingya laughed, "If you want to have any questions, you might as well say it, big brother to help you think about it." ”

Su Jinge said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, it's just a little curious about how the master was still a Jindan cultivator back then, how could there be a jade plate that could open the ban." ”

Duan Qingya said: "I really know this. That jade plate belongs to Ning Xin Zhenjun. Chonghua's kid always likes to run around, and he hates to go to Taiyifeng to report trouble. Seven out of ten times he ran out. In order to pray that God would not know the ghosts, he always stole the jade plate of Ning Xin Zhenjun. The one you see, he will steal it. ”

Su Jinge has a black line, it turns out that the master still has such a history of bear children. recalled that in Yudeping, Yun Xing pulled her to gossip about the day of thunder and dog blood, and the doubts about her apprenticeship decision in the early years quietly popped up again. This little sprout was immediately extinguished by her, although the master was a little unreliable, and as soon as he retreated, he released himself. But he did his best for himself and taught him earnestly. How can I question the decision to apprentice?

Several people went to Taiyifeng to report. As soon as he got out of the deacon hall, Duan Qingya went to the apse to see the first elder Taishang. Feng Liluo stood on the big square, looking at the many sisters and sisters like flowers, and felt that the sun was extraordinarily bright, and the day was also extraordinarily beautiful.

Su Jinge knocked on Duan Yuxuan's shoulder. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Kaiyang Zhenren running out in three steps and two steps, looking at Su Jinge and saying "okay" three times in a row, and then looking at Feng Liluo and Duan Yuxuan. Nodding and smiling, "It's good that they're all back." Jin Ge, your master doesn't know about your return, right? Let's go back to Xiaojing Peak first, your master holds your natal primordial lamp every day and doesn't let go. He looked worried. Go back early and reassure him. ”

Hear the words. Su Jinge's heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand. Master treated her like this, and she even questioned again and again whether he could be a teacher. Su Jinge almost immediately pulled out his legs and rushed towards Xiaojing Peak.

In the autumn wind, her voice floated from afar, "Thank you for the reminder." The disciples retired first. ”

Kaiyang Zhenren touched the newly trimmed beautiful beard and said with a smile: "I should change my name to Senior Brother." ”

The fragrance of pears is everywhere on Xiaojing Peak, and everything is still the same as before, and it has not changed a bit. Su Jinge rushed through the pear forest. When the sound of the waterfall appeared in her ears, and the waves in the small pool appeared among the pear branches, her steps involuntarily slowed down.

Xue Yu turned into its original form again, lazily lying on a brocade mat, elegantly stretching its limbs. In the middle of the brocade seat is a square ebony table. Chonghua Zhenjun was sitting in front of the low table at the moment.

He was wearing a snow-white Fuguang robe, which looked more and more dazzling in the sunlight.

"I'm back."

The simple three words were uttered by his gorgeous voice that always carried a lazy smile, which instantly made Su Jinge's eyes heat up slightly.

"Master."

"Huh?" Chonghua Zhenjun heard that there was something wrong with the little apprentice's voice, so he turned his head, "What's wrong, but what grievances have you suffered?" ”

"Master, me." Su Jinge raised her head, and when she saw the things on the short table clearly, the words behind her were cut off vividly. The warmth and touching of the heart are also truncated without embarrassment

Above the low table, the delicate one wrapped in heavy crystal flowers seems to be a natal primordial lamp. There are also many thin crystal flowers and leaves scattered around the lamp. Chonghua Zhenjun was pinching a beautiful crystal flower leaf between his fingers, comparing it back and forth on the lamp.

"Master, what are you?" Su Jinge took a deep breath and said, "It turns out that Master is not worried about me, so he is holding my natal primordial lamp every day. Master, you dislike my ugly lamp. ”

Chonghua Zhenjun's beautiful peach blossom pupils were full of puzzlement, "This lamp burns brighter than the stove fire in the outer canteen, what is there to worry about as a teacher." ”.

(To be continued......)