The Great Tent of the Barracks.

An old woman in a robe leaned over and said.

"Your Highness, it's time to set camp and hurry."

Yan Xun's eyes were confused, and he said sluggishly.

“… Let's go.."

The old woman glanced at Yan Xun and said loudly.

"His Royal Highness ordered to pull out the camp and hurry~"

The old woman's name is Niu Cui, and she is the goddess of the water god of Luojiang, and she has followed the water god very early, so she is very new.

Yan Xun was poured with the secret medicine of forgetfulness, so he was a little sluggish.

Nu Mi pointed to Niu Cui to assist.

It wasn't long before a rustic maid ran in.

"Granny Niu, pack it up."

The two helped Yan Xun to the carriage and walked straight towards Yandu under the escort of the army.

The words were divided into two ends, and the four princes here began to rush to Yandu, although the march was not slow, but after the monks investigated, the others also received the news.

At this time, in the Yandu Spiritual Realm, everyone in the B class surrounded the breeze.

"Boss, it seems that your master intends to fight for the dragon."

Qingfeng couldn't help frowning as he looked at the information in front of him.

The direction of the army is indeed Shemin County, and now Shemin County is the master's territory.

But most of the people in this army are believers in the water god of Luojiang.

However, the master and the Luojiang water god are next to each other, and they may have transactions that they don't know.

Thinking of this, Qingfeng put down the report.

"I'm going to go back and ask, if the master doesn't need me, I'll come back, if the master leaves me to do things..."

The people around didn't expect Qingfeng to react like this, and hurriedly opened their mouths to stay.

"Boss, this kind of thing has always been a game played by seniors, and even if you go back, it may not be useful."

"Yes, yes, the seniors didn't call you back, which means that you can't use it."

Qingfeng shook his head.

"The master didn't call me out of the master's consideration, if I don't go back when I get the news, then I have lost my duty as an apprentice."

As soon as these words came out, the people stopped dissuading them.

Qingfeng simply cleaned up and left the spiritual realm.

I deliberately passed by the mansion where Yan Huanting lived.

In recent days, Yan Huanting has been avoiding Qingfeng more and more, Qingfeng doesn't know or understand, she just wants to take another look.

After seeing it, Qingfeng went out of the city.

On the way out of the city and on the outskirts, after seeing that there was no one around, Qingfeng's figure disappeared directly.

Through the mark on his forehead, he returned directly to the realm of the pot.

Qingfeng has not entered the realm of the pot in these years, and it is not that he is not curious, but he is afraid that he will not want to return to the mortal world after staying for a long time.

When he arrived at the Pot Realm, Qingfeng was first shocked by the revealed law.

Those laws are almost in front of Qingfeng, but these laws don't seem to be perfect.

It does not go back and forth, and it also needs external forces to assist in operation.

The breeze followed the trajectory of the law, and it was a handsome young man wearing a Taoist robe and a lotus crown on his head who was assisting in the operation of the law in the middle of the pot.

Sitting in a pavilion in the middle of a lake.

It's the master I haven't seen for six years.

As soon as Qingfeng entered the Pot Realm, Lin Xiao already knew it.

However, seeing that he was obsessed with the law of perception, he didn't bother at the first time.

When he came back to his senses, Lin Xiao directly teleported him to him.

He gestured to the chair opposite.

"Sit."

Qingfeng lifted his robe and sat opposite Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao asked after preparing tea for the mussel girls.

"How do you have time to come back today?"

The breeze is sitting cross-legged.

"The apprentice received the news that Yan Xun, the former fourth prince, had raised troops, and the soldiers were from Shemin County."

The mussel girls soon sent the spirit tea and spirit fruit.

Lin Xiao pinched the teacup.

"Yes, it's me and the Luojiang Water God who are fighting for the dragon behind their backs."

Qingfeng's face twitched slightly, and he thought he needed to talk a few more words, but he didn't expect to admit it so quickly.

"The apprentice came back to ask, but there is a place for the apprentice."

Lin Xiao paused.

"Your cultivation is too poor to help much."

The breeze lifted his forehead.

"Then I'd better stay with you and serve tea and pour water."

Lin Xiao looked at the clam girl holding the tray and curling gracefully, and then looked at the young and tender face, but her appearance was only an apprentice of the middle.

In the end, taking into account the few master-apprentice feelings, he did not say it directly, but changed the topic.

"You have also seen the operation of the laws of the middle realm in my pot, and I think it must have inspired you a lot."

Qingfeng held the teacup and nodded.

"It's true that although it's not as detailed as the laws of the outside world, the laws of operation are the same."

Lin Xiao smiled slightly.

"Then you can go back to Qingfeng Mountain to prison Longhu for retreat, and I will send the boy to find you if necessary."

Qingfeng glanced at Lin Xiao with resentment, and finally left the Huzhong Realm.

The laws of the realm in the pot are not friendly to Qingfeng, a half-hanger who is practicing the path of the earth immortals, and it is easy to learn it unconsciously after seeing too much.

Lin Xiao's Pot Realm is not the same as the Earth Immortal Dao in his deduction, and it is easy to cultivate crookedly if he learns it randomly.

After Qingfeng left, Lin Xiao had a hexagram.

The hexagram shows that the dust of the breeze has passed.

A relationship ends before it has time to start.

Lin Xiao reviewed it and guessed that it was because of the news that Lin Xiao might fight for the dragon that forced Qingfeng to come back.

Or is it because he just instructed Qingfeng to return to Qingfeng Mountain to cultivate, so that the fate is broken.

Thinking of Yan Huanting's concern for the appearance of the breeze, it may also be because of the peach.

It seems that there is no fate between them, all because of Lin Xiao.

But then again, this shallow fate between them seems to have arisen because of Lin Xiao.

Cause and effect seems to be like this, like a quagmire.

When the hand is inserted, it is already contaminated.

No wonder Taoists worship the lotus flower.

Qingfeng's love affair is the same as Lin Xiao's, there is no fate.

It's empty, as if nothing happened, and as if everything happened.

And Lin Xiao reviewed the whole process from the perspective of a bystander, and he had a little more understanding of cause and effect, and his heart sank a little.

Leaving the Huzhong Realm, the breeze appeared at the gate of Qingyun Temple on the top of Qingfeng Mountain.

Today's Qingyun concept is very different from the beginning.

The original Qingyun Temple is located on the top of the mountain, although it seems that the Taoism naturally blends into the mountain forest.

But in fact, the walls are brand new, the tiles are smooth, and it looks like it has been newly built.

Now, after eleven years of baptism, the walls of Qingyunguan have begun to climb with branches, and vassons and moss have grown on the tiles.

A peach tree at the entrance of the Taoist temple was already flourishing at this time, and there were still a few small and ugly peaches in the place covered by the branches and leaves.

Qingfeng still remembers that the master said that this peach tree was a peach pit that he had thrown away with his feet when he established the Taoist temple.

Later, when the peach tree grew and was still a seedling, Lin Xiao was often not in the Taoist temple, and it was all watered and cultivated by Qingfeng himself.

Qingfeng still remembers how happy he was when this peach tree bloomed in the first year.

I didn't expect it to come to fruition now.

Qingfeng looked at the stone bench and stone table under the peach tree, where the master and apprentice had once sit.

It was covered with dead leaves, and there were a lot of small black peaches that had fallen.

Originally, I didn't think there was anything good about this Qingyun Temple, it was just a fluttering place name.

It's the passage of time that slowly makes the name come back.