"If I could, I would like to take Xianhuangqin."

Xunyu said a request that surprised Phantom Tianxue, Phantom Tianxue didn't know what Xunyu thought, he had already done this, he could still say such an unreasonable request.

Phantom Tianxue's stiff body was also paralyzed because of nervousness, her shoulders were hidden in the barrel and trembled slightly, some angry, some ashamed, and an unbearable emotion in her heart frantically stirred and rolled, impacting Phantom Tianxue's psychological defense again and again.

After a long while, Phantom Tianxue resisted the urge to rush out, and said in a barely audible voice, "Okay." ”

Xunyu left with Xianhuangqin, and the moment he closed the door, he heard Phantom Tianxue crying, but he left resolutely.

Xun Yu looked up at the sky tonight, not because of how beautiful it was, but because he also had the urge to cry.

What Xunyu wants is not this moment of warmth, but like the sun and moon god pattern, as long as it is engraved at the time of creation, it will exist forever, unless it is destroyed.

What he wants is to pursue eternity, to protect eternity, the wind does not blow, the rain falls without a trace, and time cannot wear it out, and he has waited for more than 60,000 years, so why rush for a while.

Xunyu went all the way to the south, the phantom city has belonged to the southern Xinjiang, there are few immortals here, and there is a lack of order after leaving the country, although there are not necessarily immortal traces, but in short, there will be no ruler deliberately hiding the news of the immortals, maybe there will be some folk legends of cultivating immortals.

……

Among the misty peaks, the Fairy Shadow Pavilion.

Feng Shanyue walked up to the mountain gate step by step with the Phantom Heavenly Snow, and many disciples saw this scene and began to talk about it.

"The pavilion master went down the mountain and brought a junior sister back!"

"Shhhh That's Uncle Junior. ”

"Oh my God, the pavilion master actually accepted her as an apprentice!"

Feng Shanyue took the Phantom Sky Snow all the way to the Patriarch's Palace, and worshipping the Patriarch can be regarded as a solid master and apprentice.

"Master, when a disciple first enters the sect, he still doesn't know what to do?"

"You are undecided, just find a place to live, when you count the three thousand threads on the dust of the mirror, when you will teach you to practice as a teacher."

"The master has already said that it is three thousand silk threads, why do you need the disciple to count them?"

"If the answer you give to your teacher is three thousand threads, you naturally don't need to count them, but for every one wrong, you have to take a precept."

"Oh!"

Phantom Tianxue shrunk her neck, not daring to say more.

"It took me thirty years to count the dust of this mirror, don't think it's easy, stay and count slowly!"

After Feng Shanyue finished speaking, he left alone, leaving only the stunned Phantom Sky Snow.

"Thirty years, I won't just count the mirrors and count the dust to the old!"

Huan Tianxue thought wildly and walked towards the outside of the Patriarch Palace, and as soon as she stepped out of the Patriarch Palace, a group of disciples surrounded her.

"See Uncle Junior!"

Phantom Tianxue was a little embarrassed to be called Uncle Shi by a group of people who were older than herself, and hurriedly said: "Hello, my name is Phantom Tianxue, please take care of me." ”

"Uncle Junior, my name is Yu'er, can you tell us how you worship the Pavilion Master as a teacher?"

"It's not much, it's just that I suddenly awakened the life chart, and I was accepted as a disciple by the pavilion master."

"Wow, that must be a very powerful life map, let's see if it's okay."

Phantom Tianxue didn't want to show the golden life map to everyone, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm really embarrassed that I can't control the life map freely now." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I will ask Uncle Xiao to take care of it in the future."

"Have you ever counted the mirror heartdust?"

Phantom Tianxue raised the dust in her hand and asked.

"Yes, I counted sixty years."

"I counted fifty-three years."

"I ......"

What the audience didn't say was like a lie, and asked, "Is it really that difficult?" ”

"Harm, don't mention it, those old guys are very bad, Jing Xinchen has three thousand silk threads, one is not much, one is not much, but I can't believe it."

"Yes, I counted eighty years, and I felt that I was dying before I dared to go to Shizun, and I was ready to accept punishment, and the result was three thousand."

"Uncle Junior, you can go to the pavilion master now, it will definitely be three thousand roots."

Phantom Tianxue shook her head, she didn't intend to be so perfunctory, she was also afraid of the so-called precepts, and continued to ask: "There is one more thing I want to ask you, why do you still look so young now after losing Jing Xinchen for decades?" ”

"Uncle Xiao, cultivating immortals is a race against time, if you win, you will get younger and younger, and if you lose, you will get older and older, and decades of time is really nothing for immortal cultivators."

When Phantom Tianxue heard this, she was relieved and said, "Thank you, Xue'er will leave first." ”

"Congratulations to Uncle Junior."

Feng Shanyue arrived at a small courtyard, saluted respectfully, and said, "Disciple Feng Shanyue asks to see Master. ”

"Come in."

The old woman's voice came, and Feng Shanyue walked in.

"Sugizuki, did you bring it back?"

"Yes."

"Okay, ahem, bring me tomorrow."

"The disciple is guilty, seeing that this woman is amazingly talented, she became greedy for a while, she has been accepted as a disciple, she has just worshiped the ancestor, and many disciples in the pavilion have also witnessed it with their own eyes, and they can't change it, and please punish the teacher."

After Feng Shanyue finished speaking, she knelt directly at the feet of the old woman, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"Ahem, ahem."

The old woman coughed violently, as if she was going to lose her breath at any time, and Feng Shanyue hurriedly stretched out her hand to smooth the old woman's breath.

"You always like to play tricks, and you don't know how to die one day."

The old woman said suddenly, scared Feng Shanyue's legs a little weak, don't look at the old woman who looks like she is about to lose her breath, as long as she is not really dead, she will always be the strongest person in the Fairy Shadow Pavilion.

Feng Shanyue hugged the old woman's arm and said coquettishly: "Master, the disciple knows her mistakes, as long as she is in the Fairy Shadow Pavilion, it will be the same for anyone's disciple, Shanyue will never go against your will again in the future, you can spare me once!" ”

"It's here, go down!"

"Thank you, Master!"

After Feng Shanyue left, the old woman sighed and said to herself: "Alas, it's all fate, I should have gone down the mountain myself." ”