Time flies, and days pass.

Outside the mountain gate of Xuanyun Sect, the disciples guarding the mountain stared at the mountain path boredly.

Sou!

A flash of light and shadow flashed and no one even saw it.

In the sky above the Qiushui Garden of Nanyun Peak, Li Chen's figure flashed and fell.

"No one?"

Spreading out the divine sense, it spread violently, and the power of Li Chen's divine consciousness was not weakened by the Dan Xuan Realm Grandmaster at all, and even surpassed it, covering a radius of several miles in an instant.

After a few breaths, Li Chen's face was slightly happy, and he flew to the top of the mountain with his body in a whizz.

Although the Xuanyun Sect is not allowed to fly in the sky, where is there a lot to take care of now?

"Senior Brother"

Looking at the thin old man with gray hair and cloudy old eyes outside the Tibetan Scripture Hall, Li Chen's mouth was extremely bitter.

"Ahh

Li Xiao walked out of the door with a broom in his hand, surprised and delighted to see him.

"Senior brother, are you back?"

Jiang Mushi stood up tremblingly, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

Although Li Chen had no dark red birthmark on his face, Jiang Mushi still recognized it at a glance, just as his appearance had changed drastically, Li Chen would not admit it.

"I'm sorry!"

Li Chen hurriedly stepped forward to hold on, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Although Jiang Mushi did not cultivate in his body at the beginning, he was as middle-aged as he was, and his body was tough, even if he was an ordinary martial artist in the Inner Breath Realm, he was not an opponent.

But now that he is weak, it is hard to imagine the shadow of the heroic swordsman who broke into the pavilion level alone and wanted to fight the sky.

"Big brother!"

Li Xiao whimpered.

"Man, don't cry!"

The thin palm was on the top of Li Xiao's head, Jiang Mushi's eyes were full of joy, for him, there was nothing more joyful than seeing Li Chen again.

As for the reason why Li Chen was able to return, everything didn't matter.

"Who dares to fly in Nanyun Peak?"

Suddenly, the two figures flew back and forth, but it was Hou Danchen and Zang Xingqian who noticed the movement and chased after them, and when they saw Li Chen, they were shocked: "Li Chen!"

"Disciple Li Chen, I have seen the Master of the Hou Courtyard and the Master of the Zang Hall!"

Li Chen hurriedly saluted.

"It's good to be back!"

The two of them looked a little unsightly, nodded reluctantly, stayed for a while, and left.

As far as they knew, on the evening of that day, the Xuanyun Sect came to a strong enemy, captured Li Chen, the king of Chu was killed in battle, Jiang Mushi had no longevity, Ye Guyun was seriously injured, and Chu Zirue Xiang died.

The king of Chu is the most respected predecessor of the two, and he was only where he is today when he was young, but he died because of the strong enemy attracted by Li Chen, even if he had a good relationship with him, he couldn't turn the corner for a while.

"Don't blame them, Master"

Jiang Mushi patted Li Chen's palm.

"Senior brother is terrified!"

Li Chen bowed his head.

"Come, pay homage to his old man!"

The three of them walked to the side, and a stone platform was opened up in the chaotic stone forest, which could be seen to be newly made, and it was carved little by little, and incense, candles, and fruits were placed on it.

The stone tablet erected is engraved with the Xuanyun Sect's mad lion Chu King, and the disciple Jiang Zhantian stands carefully!

Li Chen walked over and knelt down slowly, this old man gave his life, although he wrapped him with righteousness, but he was still worthy of respect.

"Uncle Shi and ancestor rest in peace, and the disciple remembers his will!"

Taking the incense candle, Li Chen kowtowed respectfully, and looking back, he inadvertently saw the blood bubbles on Jiang Mushi's hands, and his nose was slightly sour.

He knew that this stele was carved out little by little by Jiang Mushi with such a body, and it was just a mound of clothes.

The king of Chu dedicated his life to the Xuanyun Sect, and in the end he didn't even enter the sword mound, but was buried here.

"Come here, Xiaoye is here!"

Jiang Mushi pulled Li Chen into the mountain forest, slanted down, and came to the shade.

After a while, I saw a new tomb.

It can be seen that the whole body is cut out with sword qi, and there is still a sharp aura on it, and there is a faint sadness.

There is no monument in this tomb, and there is a stone door, so even if you are far away, you can feel a faint chill.

"Ah, Uncle Master!"

Outside the stone gate, she was wrapped in a rice dumpling, her little face was red from the cold, and she saw a few people hurriedly welcoming her.

When Chu Ziyun was alive, it was she who took care of Jiaojiao and taught her martial arts, now

"Hmm!"

Jiang Mushi nodded: "Let's go in and have a look!

Crunch!

Li Chen nodded, pushed open the stone door and walked in.

In the dark stone room, a lonely figure sat in front of the ice coffin, silent.

"Big brother!"

Feeling the aura emanating from Ye Guyun's body, Li Chen stepped forward silently.

"It's back!"

Ye Guyun slowly raised his head, his handsome face was indescribably tired, and he was surprisingly not shocked by Li Chen's return.

"I'm sorry!"

Li Chen was speechless.

"It's me who should say I'm sorry, I'm glad you can come back!"

Gently rubbing the ice coffin, Ye Guyun said lightly.

Li Chen was dull, he knew that Ye Guyun seemed to know a little bit about Li Mingyun, but how much it was probably depended on how much the Chu Yunkong Sect Master, who was dedicated to the sect, said to him.

Looking at the quiet woman looming in the ice coffin, her lifelike face, a white-clothed figure flashed in Li Chen's mind.

Looking at Ye Guyun's lonely expression again, thinking of himself who was burdened with a sea of blood, Li Chen couldn't help but secretly say: "Children are long, don't do it!"

When he made this decision, the white-clothed shadow in his mind suddenly shattered, and what he didn't know was that in the distance of dozens of counties, in a misty mountain pavilion, the melodious and moving sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.

A young woman with a white veil on her face looked at the broken string jade qin on the table, stunned.

Smack!

Li Chen took out a jade box and opened it, and put it on the sarcophagus, inside was a round silver bead the size of a dragon's eye: "This is the Dingyan Pill, I got it by accident, one day, maybe Senior Sister Chu will wake up!"

"Huh?"

Ye Guyun's tired eyes bloomed.

With Li Chen's character, he will never be untargeted just to comfort him, there is definitely a reason!

"Li Mingyun once said that there is reincarnation in the world, although I don't know about Senior Sister Chu's situation, but if one day, we step out of this starry sky, we may not be able to find peerless treasures to wake her up!"

"Haha

Ye Guyun glanced at Li Chen deeply, suddenly looked up and smiled, and swooped away: "Go out!"

"Huh?"

Li Chen frowned slightly, then understood, slowly walked out of the stone gate, and under the gaze of several people, he flew into the air.

"This sword represents my guilt and attachment to her, I call it the passing years!"

Ye Guyun, who walked out slowly, suddenly rose with the sword momentum on his body, and the fingers of his right hand were put together, slowly drawing towards Li Chen.

Call!

Xiao Se's awe-inspiring sword aura rose into the sky, with a sharp and killing intent, and the endless sword mist was steaming in a trance, and there seemed to be an endless stream flowing, permeating the surrounding mountains and forests.

Everywhere I passed, the frost was everywhere, the grass and trees were frozen, and the faint clicking sound continued, as if from the dog days to the three nines, the temperature plummeted, and the late autumn entered the bleak morning.

The cold wind howled, and the whimpering sound suddenly rose, and countless plants and trees were brought up, turning into sharp swords and stabbing into the void.