Chapter I

Biyun City is still the same as five hundred years ago, the only thing that has changed is that Biyun City is no longer the three major families, but the Tianchen Pavilion is in charge. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that after the establishment of the Tianchen Pavilion, it has been almost five hundred years, but I have only heard of the deputy pavilion master, and no one has ever seen the real pavilion master.

The trot often sat on the stone steps at the gate of Zhang's house, and sat for a long time.

Everyone knew that Trot was waiting for someone, someone who was very important to her, and the reason why Tat didn't go out to look for it was because she wanted to establish the Dust Pavilion here.

After the establishment of Tianchen Pavilion, it was suppressed by many parties, and after being backed by the Zhang family, it quickly rose in Biyun City, and no one dared to provoke it easily.

Qingluo watched the trot sit in front of the door for most of the day, and also followed.

"Sister Tianxing, are you waiting for your aunt again?"

Trot nodded: "Well, I believe my sister will come back, she will." Trot's eyes are firm, even if five hundred years have passed, everything has changed, and her heart for her sister will not change.

If he hadn't protected himself at the beginning, how could he have let his sister be arrested by that bastard from Gong Xing.

For the past events, Trott has always blamed himself, and it is useless for anyone to enlighten him.

The trot seems to be very compatible with everyone, but in fact, in her heart, she only trusts one person, and that is the pavilion master of Tianchen Pavilion, Zhang Yanchen.

The people of Tianchen Pavilion are all their people who have risen from the lower realm, even if five hundred years have passed, their strength is not higher, and they dominate the side near Biyun City, but with the support of the powerful family of the Zhang family, others do not dare to offend easily.

Tianchen Pavilion has been quiet for a long time, and its reputation has spread, but Zhang Yanchen has never returned.

It began to darken, lightning and thunder roared in the distance, and soon it began to rain.

Qingluo stretched out the barrier to block the raindrops, and said to the trot: "Sister Tianxing, it's raining, go back." ”

The trot nodded, sighed in frustration, and got up: "Well, let's go." ”

The two glanced at the street in the distance, and the hazy rain seemed to block their vision, but the two of them were stunned at the same time.

In the distance, a man walked slowly.

In the heavy rain, an oil-paper umbrella blocked half of the face of the visitor, and only the red lips could be seen slightly hooked with a faint gentle smile, and the white clothes were dotted with blue and white flowers, and the rain splashed and did not stain the clothes with a little wetness.

The man seemed to be slow, but in a few breaths, he was already in front of them.

The oil-paper umbrellas were raised, revealing their haunted faces.

Zhang Yanchen smiled: "Trot, I miss you so much." ”

The trot's stunned expression instantly turned to one side, tears hung all over his face in a blink of an eye, and he pounced on Zhang Yanchen, and said with teary eyes: "Sister, you're back, you're finally back, I miss you so much, I really miss you." ”

The deputy pavilion master of the dignified Tianchen Pavilion was crying like a child at the moment.

Zhang Yanchen gently patted her on the back: "I'm sorry for the trot, I've worried you all these years." ”

"No, sister, it's my fault that I'm sorry for you, I didn't protect you well and let you be robbed by Gong Xing." The trotter hugged Zhang Yanchen tightly, for fear that he was dreaming or hallucinating at the moment.

The others knew that Zhang Yanchen was back, and they rushed to the door.

Zhang Yanchen patted the back of the trot and said to Qingluo and other familiar people: "Qingluo, and you, they are all here!" ”

"En~" Qingluo raised her hand to cover her eyes and whimpered: "Auntie, Qingluo misses you so much." ”

"Pavilion Master, we all miss you so much, you are finally back."

Everyone was very happy, and the entire Tianchen Pavilion ushered in the first happy event in hundreds of years.

……

Zhang Yanchen briefly talked about her own affairs in the past few hundred years, after she traveled from the Frozen Continent to the Li Arc Continent, she was almost destroyed by the demon cultivators, and after that, she has been practicing in retreat, because this time it was gradual, and she did not use anything else, and after she stabilized her cultivation to the peak of the Immortal Emperor.

Zhang Yanchen began to study the nebulae of his dantian and found that these nebulae would operate on their own, and in the process of operation, a steady stream of immortal yuan appeared, even if he did not absorb the immortal yuan from the outside world, he could increase his cultivation.

This discovery surprised both Zhang Yanchen and Feng Yinyue, and the two of them had been studying this issue until a few days ago.

Zhang Yanchen felt that these nebulae were completely under his control, and only then did he leave the Li Arc Continent and return to the Immortal Spirit Domain.

There are two purposes for coming back, one is to find a trot, and the other is to find Gong Xing.

One for reunion, one for destruction.

followed Zhang Yanchen back, as well as the ordinary Immortal Emperor and Immortal Venerable who had attacked her in the Li Arc Continent.

"The trot is also very powerful, recondensing the Tianchen Pavilion, I was worried that you would go to me, after all, the world outside is sinister." Zhang Yanchen rubbed the hair of the trot and said with a smile: "And the trot is also very good, it is all the strength of the Immortal Monarch." ”

"Compared to my sister, it's still worse!" The trot was praised by Zhang Yanchen and was very happy.

"Then Pavilion Master, why should we go to the Imperial City to find Gong Xing for revenge?" Dolan asked.

Dare to let their pavilion master suffer so much, good guy, see how you escape this time.

When Zhang Yanchen heard this, her voice was a lot colder, her eyes were condensed, and she also remembered a series of things she encountered when she was in the imperial city, which was not a good memory.

"I still need to go to the Zhang family, as for you, you don't have to go with you, just think about improving your cultivation......"

Zhang Yanchen's words no one would be disobedient, and he could only nod in frustration when he heard the words.

After everyone left, Zhang Yanchen and Trot returned to the courtyard where they lived, and the two seemed to have endless words, chatting until dawn the next day.

Zhang Yanchen wanted to go to Blue Night City to see Zhang Yuxiang and Hengqian, and there was nothing to do, but after all, they tried their best to help them escape from Gongxing's control, but as a result, the children of the Zhang family fell a lot, and the losses were quite large.

Five hundred years can change a little, but the kindness is there, so naturally I have to go back and see.

After getting up early in the morning and having breakfast, Zhang Yanchen and his trot left Biyun City in the teleportation array.

For more than 500 years, things have long been different.

After Zhang Yanchen and the trott arrived in Blue Night City, they returned to Zhang's Mansion with familiarity.

This time, naturally, there will not be so many things like last time, and I was directly invited in.

"Miss Ember Chen, you are finally back, it's been five hundred years, and the patriarch misses you very much."

"Ember Dust Ancestor ......"

"Aunt Ember Dust......"

Along the way, Zhang Yanchen listened to these titles, when she came back, she was just a little immortal cultivator who cultivated as a heavenly immortal, but now, others are looking up to her!

When he came to the hall, the first person Zhang Yanchen saw was not Zhang Yuxiang, but the fifty-year mentor, Hengqian!

Although Hengqian has never let people call him master, in Zhang Yanchen's heart, Hengqian is the master.

"You're finally back, five hundred years, and your cultivation has improved well!" Hengqian looked Zhang Yanchen up and down, and smiled with relief.

(To be continued.) )