Under Xie Qian's methodical arrangement, the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion successfully passed the special period of losing its head.

Liu Xinyue fully cooperated with Xie Qian's three-year appointment.

Three years ago, everyone in the immortal cultivation world scoffed at this so-called big competition, with Wen Yi's cultivation and ability, he still had a face, and he still had the courage to compare with Ling Yu Junjiang Huaiyu? I don't look at what I am.

Ling Yujun is the pride of the sky, the pride of the sky, you, the genius of the sky, are also the kind of people who have no ability and no cultivation to be empty and wandering?

Just three years later, the person who ridiculed Wen Yi for his inability and lack of cultivation was slapped in the face, and now he can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and he can't wait to go back to the past and slap himself twice.

Is the Seventh Elder worried about Ling Yujun's body?

Bah!

The Seventh Elder was giving Jiang Huaiyu face, and Jiang Huaiyu was shameless.

Now Jiang Huaiyu gives Wen Yi ...... No, Wen Laozu doesn't deserve to carry shoes.

Wen Yi is no longer the elder who can be bullied twice and can talk to anyone, she is now one of the two known Mahayana Realm ancestors in Zhongzhou.

The rest is naturally His Royal Highness Shen Yu, who has returned from rebirth.

In order not to anger His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the history books of the Immortal Cultivation World also changed the Prince Shen Yu to Shen Yu, the Prince of Surabaya Kingdom.

Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a killing god, what he has done for the immortal cultivation world in the past few years is remembered by everyone, this old ancestor beat the demon clan to his knees and begged for mercy, and fiercely brushed a wave of goodwill from the immortal cultivation world and mortals.

Demons are punished by everyone.

The most important thing is that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the old ancestor of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion are said to have a close relationship, and it seems that they are secretly preparing to join the main hall, which is a major event in the history of the immortal cultivation world, and it is the most important thing.

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On Qingyun Peak, the main peak of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

The Sect Master of the New Sword Sect looked at the handsome Immortal Monarch in front of him who was as cold as ice and snow, and he let out a long sigh, "Little junior brother, Shizun fought with Lin Yinong, the master of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, and when you fell, you were in retreat in the Huyue Hidden Sect, and now you finally came out, but you have to face Wen Yi, whose cultivation is already in the Mahayana realm, is the senior brother's cultivation is not enough, it is the senior brother who is incompetent, and there is no way to help you resist the wind and rain, I'm sorry." ”

Jiang Huaiyu, who has been in retreat for two years, looks at the direction of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion with a handsome face, and his eyebrows seem to have been detained for thousands of years, giving people an extreme coldness when looking at people.

This kind of cold is different from Shen Yu.

Shen Yu's coldness is that he has no feelings for cultivating the ruthless killing sword, he has lost his seven emotions and six desires, he doesn't understand the good or bad of the world, he has abandoned the weakness and inertia of human nature, he has no desire and no desire, everyone wants to see a piece of wood, and he doesn't even have curiosity, coupled with the extreme murderous aura emitted by the ruthless killing sword, everyone retreats and doesn't dare to provoke this old ancestor.

Jiang Huaiyu is cold, like ice that will not melt for thousands of years, exuding a coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away, he is still cold and arrogant, still far above the certainty, and still looks down on anyone.

Except for Wen Yi, who was humiliated by him at the beginning.

"It's fine." Jiang Huaiyu's voice was like a wind and snow with a penetrating chill, "There are some things that we can't decide and stop, just like I hated Wen Yi at the beginning, hated her bohemianism, hated this marriage that was combined because of the interests of the major sects, and hated that she followed me like a fart, wagging her tail and begging for mercy on me."

In just three years, who would have thought that Wen Yi, who was despised and despised by the world, suddenly became a powerful power admired by everyone. ”

Thinking of Wen Yi, Jiang Huaiyu's fingers moved.

Two years ago, if Wen Yi hadn't saved himself with the Buddha Heart Lotus, Jiang Huaiyu would have become a monster, or he would have died a long time ago.

During these days of retreat, Jiang Huaiyu's mind was full of Wen Yi's voice and smile, and she was like a ghost, often appearing in her own sea of consciousness, appearing in front of the cave of retreat, and appearing in her dreams.

Wen Yi is Jiang Huaiyu's calamity, the kind that can't be solved.

He didn't know if it was because of his liking or because of the three-year appointment, in short, he no longer hated Wen Yi who made Jiang Huaiyu look at him, and the person he wanted to see at the moment he left the customs was also Wen Yi.

The Sect Master of the Qingyun Sword Sect sighed for a long time, "The world is impermanent, and I never thought that Wen Yi could have such an opportunity, by the way, junior brother, what is your current cultivation?" ”

He remembered that the last time he went to visit Jiang Huaiyu in the Moon Hidden Sect, the other party was already at the peak of the out-of-body realm.

When Wen Yi was improving, Jiang Huaiyu was not idle.

As a generation of Tianjiao of the Qingyun Sword Sect, Jiang Huaiyu's qualifications and roots were much higher than most monks.

Of course, it can't be compared with a thermometer.

Wen Yi is a monster, there are many adventures around her, and she will get corresponding things and rewards every time she goes to a place, plus she has high qualifications and hard work, and the speed of progress is a hundred times or a thousand times that of a genius.

Jiang Huaiyu grabbed the void and summoned his life sword, "Now is the peak of the Distraction Realm." ”

"Ahh So how do you beat the thermometer? Your current cultivation may not be able to take her move! The Qingyun Sword Sect Sect Master was shocked: "If only you could break through the Out-of-Body Realm and reach the Merge Realm......

Well, it was just a good dream.

Seeing that the little junior brother's face was a little ugly, the Qingyun Sword Sect Sect Master smiled, "What, junior brother, isn't it that the senior brother is questioning your efforts, your progress is outrageously fast, your cultivation has surpassed me, it is already very strong, if the master is alive, he will definitely be happy for you." ”

The Sect Master of the Sword Sect was worried that the little junior brother would be beaten to death by Wen Yi with a stick!

At the mention of Shizun, Jiang Huaiyu's expression darkened, "Senior brother, where is Shizun buried?" I want to worship him. ”

The previous sect master of Qingyun Sect was Jiang Huaiyu's master, although he was the youngest son of the Baoyue Yin Sect, but he grew up in the Qingyun Sword Sect since he was a child, and his friends around him were all members of the Sword Sect, and he was also very kind to his master.

Since the day he was sent to the Qingyun Sword Sect, Jiang Huaiyu knew that he was the abandoned son of the Baoyue Hidden Sect.

Instead of waiting for the Moon Holding Hidden Sect to take him back, it is better to learn skills in the Qingyun Sword Sect and strive to get out of the control of the Moon Holding Hidden Sect as soon as possible.

Jiang Huaiyu didn't have any feelings for the main sect, and even wanted to kill this behemoth monster who didn't treat people as people!

"Shizun was fighting with the Lord of the Lin Mansion at the beginning, and one accidentally fell for her trick, and his body and soul were destroyed by that strange ethereal book, so what was buried on the green mountain was Shizun's clothed mound." The Sword Sect Master summoned his life sword and jumped up.

Jiang Huaiyu also followed.

In a few moments, the two of them came to the grave of the master.

Jiang Huaiyu looked at the tomb fixedly, his cold eyes were suddenly stained with a layer of mist, and an indescribable sadness welled up in his heart.

There is one less person in this world who loves himself.