Phantom Tianxue counted Jing Xinchen over and over again, knowing the answer, but every time she couldn't count halfway, she would be interrupted by the distractions in her heart.

The more she tried to calm down, the more thoughts would appear in her mind, and as time passed, Phantom Tianxue found that she couldn't completely count the three thousand threads.

The thoughts of her loved ones, the recollection of all familiar things, and the experiences from childhood to adulthood, these have appeared more and more frequently in her mind with the passage of time, and the figure who has always been obedient to her has never dissipated.

"Two thousand seven hundred and fifty."

"Two thousand eight hundred and eighty-four."

"Three thousand three hundred and one."

Phantom Tianxue forced herself to count, but the answer she got was different every time, and it was far from three thousand.

Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Phantom Tianxue has reached middle age, and finally entered the main pavilion and saw Shizun Feng Shanyue again.

"Disciple Phantom Tianxue, meet Master!"

"Well, get up, it's been thirty years, have you counted the dust of this mirror?"

Feng Shanyue still looks so young, and the two of them really can't tell who is the master when they stand together.

"The disciple heard that the mirror heart dust only has three thousand threads, and the answer the disciple himself got is indeed the same, the master asked the disciple to count the mirror heart dust, thinking that it is to let the disciple see his own heart, as for whether it is right or wrong, it should not matter, so the disciple waited for thirty years."

"Do you really see your heart?"

"No, the dust has not yet settled, the world still has concerns, and the people who think about it in my heart have never forgotten, the disciple just sees clearly what kind of road I want to take, and the heart of the immortal will not change."

"Three years ago, your mother passed away, and your father is coming in seven years, even if you want to go back now, it's too late, do you regret practicing as a teacher?"

"It is not yet known, since the day the disciple left home, he has been prepared to never have the opportunity to see his parents again in this life, if he cultivates the immortal method to regain the glory of the Phantom Clan, he should not regret it, and if he is mediocre, he should be ashamed of the grace of his parents."

"Okay, you don't have to worry about the Phantom Mansion now, your brother has already entered the Immortal Gate, and his cultivation is far above you, but he has less than you for thirty years of mental tempering, I am afraid that there will be no way for you to go in the future, you sit down, and teach you to practice as a teacher from today."

"Yes."

Phantom Tianxue sat aside, and Feng Shanyue started from the origin of cultivation.

"At the beginning of the creation of the world, the founders left countless seeds of cultivation, and after continuous exploration by their predecessors, they can be summarized into four categories, law, flood, chaos and transformation."

"Pay attention to the differences between these three similar spells, so that you can clarify your cultivation direction."

"Yes."

"Enlightenment."

Wind Cedar Moon's voice fell, and the surrounding wind gathered in one place, forming a humanoid silhouette, and in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by a person, but the wind did not know where to go.

"This is your senior sister Qiyou, a law monk, the means just now is the void of the wind, mobilize the law of the wind, reach a connection with yourself, and then switch positions with each other."

"The little junior sister is so beautiful, I have time to sit at the senior sister's place."

"Senior sister has seen senior sister, I will definitely visit another day."

"Alright, Qiyou, go down!"

"Master, little junior sister is so good-looking, can you let me stay a little longer!"

"If you want to stay, just stay!"

Qi You saw that Feng Shanyue was so good at talking, and he was a little hairy for a while, and he felt cold and swishing around.

"Void Moon!"

As soon as Feng Shanyue's words fell, Phantom Tianxue found that the big sister in front of her, who was watching her, disappeared, and another figure appeared where she was standing, with her palms covered in front of her eyes, looking at the hole in the ceiling, and it took a long time to turn around.

"Master, Senior Sister is a nymphomaniac again, don't you mind if the disciple helps you clean up the portal, right?"

"This is your third senior sister Xuyue, a Honghuang monk, who is good at blessing her body with the mystery of the wind, reaching an extremely terrifying speed, and your senior sister was knocked away by her punch just now."

Huan Tianxue swallowed her saliva, feeling that the third senior sister was so sassy, and hurriedly greeted: "The third senior sister is good, the senior sister is very obedient, don't bother the third senior sister." ”

"Little junior sister is good, if you want to not be harassed by the senior sister in the Fairy Shadow Pavilion, you have to be a desolate monk, and the feeling of beating her violently is very cool!"