After the battle of Ouyang Shaogong, peace was finally restored on the earth, and peace and stability returned.

There is also a righteous way between the hosts of a big faction like Tianyong City, and the people can eventually recuperate.

Xu Yi returned to Tianyong City, but after this incident, he had the intention of leaving.

People like him have traveled to countless worlds and met many people, but they all gather less and leave more, separate and merge.

It's just that before leaving this time, Xu Yi still plans to meet Ziyin Zhenren first, because this trip may be forever, or it may not.

In the Sword Pavilion, Ziyin sat on the futon and meditated to nourish his heart, and wisps of white smoke rose from the sandalwood platform, filling the attic, and the smell was equally good.

This is a kind of herb that is the favorite herb used by people who cultivate immortals and practice qi, which can calm the mind, settle down faster, and also have the effect of driving away evil spirits.

"Master, the apprentice asks to see!" Outside the door, Xu Yi waved slightly, waiting for the people inside to reply.

"Come in!"

In the middle of the sound, the calm voice of Ziyin Zhenren came from the Sword Pavilion. When Xu Yi heard this, he entered the Sword Pavilion.

Three days have passed since the battle of Penglai. In the past three days, Ziyin Zhenren seemed to have noticed something, and he has been avoiding Xu Yi.

Today, there is no way to avoid it, Xu Yi walked up to the door, and he could see it if he didn't see it.

Ziyin Zhenren slowly opened his eyes, although those eyes looked unwavering, they were very calm.

But in the depths of his eyes, Xu Yi still saw other things, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"Disciple, you're leaving again?" Ziyin Zhenren was the first to ask.

Xu Yiguaner, he didn't expect Ziyin Zhenren to get straight to the point, he was ready to be tactful, so he said:

"Yes."

"Yes, with your cultivation, this Tianyun City is indeed not a place to stay for a long time." Ziyin sighed.

"Master, Tianyun City will always be the home of the apprentices, and you will always be my master. The bonds will never change. Xu Yi said.

"Hehe, this is reassuring for the teacher."

Ziyin Zhenren is an immortal after all, and his state of mind is also very accessible, he is used to seeing life and death, and he doesn't have so many sorrows about parting, but his mood is inexplicable.

"If you leave, Tu Su is a genius in cultivating immortals, and he will definitely become an immortal in less than three hundred years.

It's just that this child's heart is in the red dust, and he is on the female doll in the hidden capital, so I'm afraid it won't be suitable to stay here in the future. Ziyin Zhenren said.

"I think as long as the master stays, with the filial piety of Senior Brother Tu Su, he will definitely not disobey you." Xu Yi said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ziyin Zhenren glared at Xu Yi angrily, but he had a unique temperament and said:

"How can you do such a thing as a teacher, and besides, whether you are in Hongchen or Tianyun City, as long as your original intention remains the same, it will be the same wherever you cultivate."

"Then in the future, those who will inherit the Dao system of Tianyong City, among the three generations of disciples, only Senior Brother Lingyue remains." Xu Yi said.

"Yes! It is true that only Ling Yue is left, and the three of you are only Ling Yue who is really single-minded and asked, and there are not so many distracting thoughts. ”

Ziyin Zhenren said that he was still quite happy about the child Ling Yue.

"Distracting thoughts, don't you have distracting thoughts, Master?" Xu Yi smiled and asked rhetorically.

"What do you mean?" Ziyin Zhenren said.

"Sister Hongyu has been with you for more than a thousand years, is it possible that you really think that Sister Hongyu is a sword spirit.

You can notice how tender Sister Hongyu's eyes are when she looks at you, even if it is really a piece of ice, it should melt in a thousand years. Xu Yi said.

At this time, Hongyu, who was standing outside the Sword Pavilion, heard Xu Yi say this, and a touch of red rose on her fair and delicate face.

Hearing this rebellious remark, Ziyin Zhenren's face changed greatly, he was half angry, and pointed at Xu Yi and said:

"Rebel, you traitor!"

"Hahaha!"

Xu Yi laughed, and slipped away with a "whoosh" when Ziyin Zhenren didn't react.

When he ran out of the door, Xu Yi also deliberately winked at the confused Hongyu.

Hongyu was even more stunned, and her heart quickly pounced up and down without stopping.

She wanted to enter the Sword Pavilion to see Ziyin Zhenren, but at this time, looking at the threshold that was close at hand, she couldn't step in.

As if injected with a thousand pounds of lead, he couldn't move.

For a long time, the mood of the people in the cabinet and the people outside the cabinet were all up and down.

"What are you still doing standing outside the door, come in!" Ziyin's words came.

Hongyu's heart tensed suddenly, and her body walked into the Sword Pavilion like a puppet, looking at the person in front of her, she couldn't help lowering her head, and hummed, "Meet the Sword Elder."

has been with each other for thousands of years, and since the beginning of consciousness, Hongyu has been by Ziyin's real side.

But there has never been such an embarrassment as today, and today's mood is really bad.

Ziyin Zhenren looked at the person in front of him with complicated eyes, his serious and indifferent eyes suddenly changed, full of memories and remembrance, and said:

"Ruby, let me tell you a story!"

"Story?" Ruby looked puzzled.

Ziyin Zhenren didn't look at anything else, but said to himself:

"Fifteen hundred years ago, at that time, there was no Tianyong City, and there were only three factions of Shushan, Qionghua, and Changliu in the righteous path of cultivating immortals.

This story starts with a boy named Murong Ziying from the Qionghua faction..."

……

At the foot of Tianyun City Mountain, Xu Yi walked quietly on the hundred-step jade ladder alone, thinking that he was taken by Ziyin Zhenren from here and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

Looking back, it's not very embarrassing. Xu Yi walked step by step, and his thoughts drifted far and wide.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

A rapid shout came from the top of the mountain, and I saw the little junior sister Fleur Royal Sword flying, and one stumbled unsteadily and fell to the ground without stopping the sword.

When Xu Yi saw this scene, he couldn't help but cover his face. Anyway, she is the daughter of Han Su Zhenren, the head of Tianyong City, how can she make such a dish with her swordsmanship!

"Fleur, what are you?" Xu Yi asked.

"Hmph, senior brother, do you want to leave Tianyun City and not come back?" Fleur rubbed her buttocks, which had been broken in half, and asked with a painful look on her face.

"Who said that?" Xu Yi was puzzled.

"You're still pretending, I heard it in the Sword Pavilion just now." Fleur puffed out, her little face bulging.

"You eavesdrop!" Xu Yi said incredulously.

"What eavesdropping, people just happened to be passing by! No, these are not important, senior brother, don't you want Furui when you leave Tianyun City? As she spoke, Fleur cried aggrievedly.

Seeing this, Xu Yi was not ready to hide it, and said slowly:

"Fleur, you are my sister, how could I not want you!"

Not to mention that this is better, after saying that, Fleur cried even more fiercely, crying: "Who wants to be the sister of the senior brother!"

To be honest, it was recalled by Lethe River Water for 30,000 years, as well as all kinds of ups and downs.

Xu Yi really doesn't have much heart to talk about a vigorous relationship now!

So he couldn't help but say ruthlessly: "Furui, look at what you think about all day long, if you don't cultivate well, your strength is not good, even if you want to take you to the end of the world, is it difficult to protect you all the time!"

If you don't want to be a sister, then follow in everyone's footsteps, my footsteps. ”

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