The words came from the air, mixed with the cold wind and a hint of curiosity, just to dissipate the awkward atmosphere between the two.

As everyone knows, in the cultivation world, Dao Yan Zhenren of the Taoist Sect has no other closed disciples in this life, except for the wonderful disciple Su Mo who has never practiced.

And now that Shen Yu was born out of thin air, and appeared in the cultivation world with an invincible attitude, in the eyes of everyone, it must be the result of Dao Yan Zhenren instilling all his Dao sword mantle, and even some people have already decided in their hearts that Shen Yu is the next head of the Dao Sect.

However.... This is not the case, and it is far more than they imagined.

A few years ago, in the Dao Sect Treasure Cliff Competition, Shen Yu was taken away by Dao Fan Zhenren, and threatened that the head of the sect personally had a metaphor, but in fact, Dao Yan Zhenren was still in retreat at that time, and how did he know about Shen Yu's existence.

Later a few things went by.

Shen Yu left the Dao Sect and traveled to the Spirit Wilderness.

Today, Daoyan Zhen has awakened from retreat.

So this is the first time the two have met in the real sense.

Others felt that Shen Yu was a true person of Dao Yan, and even the disciple of the entire Dao Sect entrusted to Hope, because he had taught all the Dao and Kendo knowledge, he was far more powerful than Yu Wenwen.

But only a few people from Dao Yan Zhenren and the Yuan Temple knew that this was not the case.

According to the popular language of the world, the reason why Shen Yu is awesome is not because the Taoist sect is like this, it is because he is awesome in the first place!

Motian Cliff, with the cultivation of entering the Dao realm, defeated Fang Hate and Chen Cambodia of the Qinglu Palace, and used the simplest and most terrifying technique of gathering spirits, the ancestor won two battles in front of the palace, and the body was one, and he was hard to receive the knife fairy Li Mo with three knives and did not die, just because he knew the difficulty of these things, so when Dao Yan Zhenren came out, after learning about a series of feats of this cheap apprentice who had never met, in fact, the surprise in his heart was not a little less than that of others.

With this kind of surprise, he chatted with Su Mo, and also chatted with his junior brother Xiang Cangqiong.

Later, he came to this conclusion.

He and his junior disciple Xiang Cangqiong are both top cultivators in the world.

However, they were not sure, and asked themselves, even when they were young, if they did not have the teachings of their masters, would they be able to do this?

In the end, it was concluded that no.

It can't be explained by genius or demon.

Since none of them can be.

Then there should be no such people in this world.

"Immortals?"

Shen Yu suddenly fell silent for a while when he heard this, and half-walked beside the rock, and said seriously, "It depends on how you define this meaning."

"One is a powerful cultivator who has memories of his past life and is nearing his or her lifespan, so he has been reincarnated by some means."

Dao Yan Zhenren looked at Shen Yu's eyes and said calmly, "The other is the immortals who have been reduced from the heavens to the mortal world."

In the cultivation world, it is extremely rare to drop immortals, because that kind of reincarnation method is extremely risky, and the slightest carelessness is the real death of the body, and the success or failure can almost only depend on the will of heaven.

For example, the Linghua fairy in Yaochi probably used this method in the end.

"It's kind of like it, but it's neither."

Shen Yu thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Even he himself has not figured out why he was resurrected, or if he was resurrected, or if he was reincarnated with his own memories, and why he was resurrected, and where were the immortals in the world.

The answer was plausible, but Dao Yan Zhenren nodded with satisfaction, he just needed an answer.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Dao Yan Zhenren suddenly remembered something, and said casually: "Before Xiang Firmament came, ask you, if it is really a sword immortal who descended from the Heavenly Dao, where did you go on the Great Dao Road back then, and how strong is it compared to him."

Shen Yu's face was strange when he heard this, and then he wiped away the blood that kept spilling from his forehead with his arm, and finally said, "Compared to this kind of thing, can I wait for another place and I can heal my injuries and talk."

Shangguan Wuqi is nothing in the eyes of Dao Yan Zhenren, but for Shen Yu, it is still an existence with a huge gap in the realm.

Earlier, he had been hard connected to those four palms, and the meridians in his body were all extremely damaged, although his expression at the moment did not look like anything, but the injury was actually quite serious.

Dao Yan Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

After years of retreat, he no longer knew what it was like to be injured, so he naturally subconsciously ignored Shen Yu's injury.

At this time, I realized that it was indeed a bit miserable.

He glanced at the boy who had been standing beside Shen Yu.

Mu Huai became a little nervous for some reason, and turned into a wisp of black smoke and burrowed into Shen Yu's chest.

Dao Yan Zhenren didn't speak, and with a slight wave of his hand, the two disappeared.

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....

In a bright mansion in the center of the Xi people.

Seeing Shen Yu, who was covered in blood, and a middle-aged Taoist with a dusty temperament, Yan Sheng was startled and hurriedly greeted him.

"Arrange a quiet yard to recuperate for a few days." The man commanded.

"Yes!" Yan Sheng subconsciously responded, and did not have the intention of refusing or hesitating at all.

In the next few days, Shen Yu repaired his injuries in an open room, and the middle-aged Taoist was very leisurely, admiring the landscape flowers in the courtyard without the slightest anxiety.

Three days later.

Shen Yu slowly opened his eyes from the bed, and a breath of turbid air came out of his eyes.

After this battle, although he was seriously injured, the aura of the spiritual sea in his body had increased a lot, and the thirty-six peaks of the heart lake contemplated faintly produced a hint of majesty.

When I walked out of the house, I saw Dao Yan Zhenren sitting quietly and drinking tea in the lakeside pavilion not far away.

The breeze blew on his side face, and the long hair bound by the Dao scarf fluttered slightly, except for the majesty brought by the realm, it was not as contaminated with the breath of the world as other Dao Sect real people, and the face that had actually gone through the vicissitudes of life for hundreds of years actually still had a trace of the carelessness and casualness of a born person, and he didn't seem to care about anything.

This is very similar to Zhang Xujing.

So Shen Yu couldn't help but be in a trance, whether Zhang Xujing was the same on the last road of the avenue back then, often sitting alone somewhere and silently looking at the sky in a daze.

But if this is the case in the end, then what is the point of cultivating immortality?

After a while, Shen Yu walked over and spoke, "Yan Sa, the patriarch of the Xi clan, is deeply involved in the land of Qianchuan, and this place is too close to Wanliu City, so the shadows in the land of Qianchuan must be completely cleaned up."

Dao Yan Zhenren said lightly, "He is dead, and the rest of the things are already being done."

Naturally, Daoyan Zhenren won't do this kind of thing in person, so who will do it?

Shen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a look of enlightenment.

With such an important position of the Xi clan, presumably the Dao Sect knew more clearly than he thought, and he had already planted his hands and feet in it.

Thinking of this, Shen Yu retracted his thoughts and suddenly said, "How is Yang Liu in the Yuan Temple?"

"Senior Brother Dao Fan accepted a disciple like you for me, and you added someone to the Yuan Temple without authorization, and the Yuan Temple is a lot more lively."

Dao Yan Zhenren paused, unable to hear the anger, and then continued: "But although the qualifications are mediocre, things like watering and raising flowers are good."

Well done.

Whether it's watering or raising flowers, it is very good to be able to get two good words from the mouth of the head of the Taoist sect.

In this way, no matter what status it counts, it has already been recognized by him.

"Back then, I knew that my longevity was approaching, so I went to the Overseas Xuanbao Pavilion to ask someone to calculate a hexagram and seek the future of the Taoist Sect." Dao Yan Zhenren looked at the lake and suddenly spoke.

Shen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing what he was talking about.

Dao Yan Zhenren said calmly: "That person's name is Xi Yanzhen, who is proficient in the art of yin and yang gossip divination, and once owed me a favor, so he calculated a hexagram for me and told me Daozong

One year there will be a very strong disciple among the disciples who is very related to the Dao Sect, which is the hope for the stability of the Dao Sect after my death."

Shen Yu asked, "A certain year?"

"The ninth year of Qianyuan is the year you came."

Dao Yan Zhenren glanced at Shen Yu deeply, and then said, "Later, I wanted to retreat to prepare for the battle with Song Fu, so I asked Senior Brother Dao Fan to accept apprentices on my behalf, and now it seems that Xi Yan really did not lie to me, with your ability and state of mind, you do have this qualification."

Shen Yu didn't say anything, but a trace of turmoil set off in his heart, and then he remembered the names of Xuanbao Pavilion and Xi Yanzhen in his heart at the same time.

If he remembered correctly, Xi Yao was the daughter of the Pavilion Master of Xuanbao Pavilion.

More importantly, Zhang Xujing, the patriarch of the Taoist sect, is his personal disciple, which is the only source of his relationship with the Taoist sect.

And no one can know about this matter now.

If the man named Xi Yanzhen could calculate this matter and learn that he came to the Taoist Sect in the ninth year of the Qianyuan Dynasty, maybe he would know about the strange things that happened to him.

"Looks like I'm going to have to go there again."

Shen Yu settled on this thought, then retracted his thoughts and asked, "I actually need you to go overseas to ask for hexagrams, what is there in the Dao Sect that requires you to be so concerned?"

"Since I took over the Taoist Sect, I have often retreated, except for the necessary ceremonies, the four halls have always done their own things, and several junior brothers and sisters are arrogant by nature, so they are simply left to them, and after a long time, even I don't know how far the Daoist Sect has developed now."

Dao Yan Zhenren took a sip of tea and said lightly: "In recent years, there has been a strange power in the Dao Sect that has been secretly accumulating, I can see that power, but I can't know where it comes from, this is a very terrifying thing."

Shen Yu didn't say anything when he heard this.

If Dao Yan is really alive, then these are nothing.

However, on the day he died, these questions would surface one after another, and no one would be sure if that force would subvert the entire Dao Sect.

Just like the assassination at the beginning of the year, the invisible force has been surging in secret.

Thinking of this, Shen Yu couldn't help frowning.

A huge Dao Sect, I didn't expect it to have reached the point where even Dao Yan Zhenren was a little worried, and it was already in danger.

"The Land of a Thousand Rivers has been like this three times and twice, and it has been left unattended?"

"The land of a thousand rivers and my Dao Sect are mortal enemies, and I have calculated my Dao Sect many times, and I will not die, but it shouldn't be long before I can stumble, so it's not a problem."

"What can I do?"

"Live well."

"Oh."

A few words of small talk.

Silence returned to the air.

When the things that should be talked about were over, the two of them really didn't seem to have anything to say.

They can't always talk like ordinary masters and apprentices, whether they look like it or not, it's impossible.

"Good life rest, return to the Dao Sect tomorrow."

Dao Yan Zhenren said a word and his whole body disappeared from the lakeside, leaving only a breeze hovering on the ground.

When the Taoist left, Shen Yu slowly fell into deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know when, a pale boy who has been transformed into a black shadow appeared on the stone bench of the pavilion, like a ghost in the underworld, looking at the fruit on the table, his eyes are a little bright.

Shen Yu pushed the fruit bowl to the boy's side and smiled, "You saved my life."

The latter grinned brightly and with uneven teeth, picked up a fruit and threw it in, and then his eyes brightened even more, revealing a touch of extreme happiness.

Shen Yu looked at his smile and said calmly: "All things are born with their own value of existence, since there is no reason to hide if you don't do evil, no matter who you see in the future, you don't need to be like this, and you don't have to be afraid, just walk the world in the name of Mu Huai and this body."

The boy scratched his head, but did not speak.

"The second thing."

Shen Yu touched his head and said, "No matter what happens, you can't open your eyes, otherwise I will kill you again."

The tone was calm, no threat, no chill, just extra serious.

The acacia is ignorant, and according to the age of the human race, it is only a baby now, and it does not understand these meanings.

Just looking at Shen Yu's calm and firm eyes, its face also became resolute, and it nodded seriously.

Then, it suddenly became a little deflated, and its shoulders were folded, and it looked rather sullen.

"What?" Shen Yu asked.

Mu Huai stood up and trotted to the lake, then pointed to a certain part of the lake with his right hand.

Shen Yu walked over, his gaze moved down slightly, and he saw the blue and thin face of the wooden locust reflected on the water.

After a moment, Shen Yu frowned slightly, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

Could it be that the locust was reluctant to show himself in the first place, not because of fear or other reasons, but simply because.... Appearance problem?

"Nightmares are also male and female?" Shen Yu asked in a low voice.

"I...... Very...... Ugly.... Will scare ..... Scare people."

The locust was half-crouched on the ground, hugging his knees, but there was a childlike sadness in his eyes that could be seen through at a glance.

When they are young, they don't know what it's like to be sad, and in the eyes of others, things the size of a grain of rice may be a big mountain pressing on their hearts.

And at the time, the mountain was really insurmountable.

The next moment.

A pair of large hands pressed heavily on the top of its head.

Mu Huai raised his head weakly, and saw a pair of smiling eyes.

The man smiled and said, "Don't worry, you're good-looking."

Mu Huai was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Shen Yu's face, and those eyes that were actually not very good-looking narrowed into crescent moons.