Yan Yueli's eyes were like torches, and she said noncommittally: "When Ji Beichen entered my Yan Yuezong. ”

"You!" Yan Mingxiu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he couldn't do anything about Yan Yueli, it stands to reason that it should be so. This "Fengqi Yuan Canon" is indeed the unique practice of Yan Yue Sect, if you want to practice this skill, you must ask the permission of the sect master Yan Wugui, with Ji Beichen's qualifications, Yan Wugui will naturally not refuse, but it is difficult to change Ji Beichen into the Demon Sect.

"If this matter were so easy, I wouldn't have come to Senior Yan to discuss." Yan Yueli lowered her head slightly, she wanted to secretly pass on the exercises to Ji Beichen, for fear that Yan Wuhui would know that Ji Beichen would be ruined again in the future.

Yan Mingxiu sighed lightly, yes, how could he forget Yan Wugui, a stubborn guy, so it seems that Ji Beichen's cultivation can only be postponed. But there is one thing that can be done immediately, and her wish has been calculated: "Sect Master Yan, I'll go and say, you just go back to the Cangxu Sect with me, and someone wants to see you." ”

Yan Yueli's heart instantly rippled, and she murmured, "Yes, is it her?" ”

Yan Mingxiu smiled heartily, this matter is related to the rules and precepts of the Cangxu Sect, he can't continue to talk about it, otherwise he will become the public enemy of the Cangxu Sect, unless you die, you will be hunted down and killed for a lifetime, even Lu Aotian, who has already become a traitor, does not dare to open this mouth.

Seeing that he had acquiesced, Yan Yueli tacitly didn't ask any more questions, but unconsciously sped up the speed of the imperial sword.

The three of them arrived at the territory of the Nine Tribulation Mountain with a stick of incense, Yan Mingxiu raised his hand to Lin Yuanfeng at a high place, and looked at Yan Yueli softly: "She, she is in the Lin Yuanfeng Divine Sword Pavilion." ”

Yan Yueli tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart, nodded slightly to Yan Mingxiu to show her gratitude, and then went to Lin Yuanfeng without looking back.

Yan Yueli didn't expect that the person she missed day and night would be able to see her soon, and the long wait of more than ten years was finally over, and she could finally see her mother again. Hey, I don't know if she likes her delicate and willful temperament, if she doesn't like herself, she will definitely find a way to restrain herself, and blame her father for being too indulgent to her on weekdays......

Yan Yueli thought about it all the way, and when she stepped on the top of Lin Yuan Peak, she also felt that all this was not real, she looked up at the blue brick and red tile nine-story building in the mountain clouds, and began to hesitate.

I haven't seen her for ten years, she has grown from an eight-year-old child to a slim girl, will her mother not recognize herself, after all, her appearance has changed a lot, if so, how can she prove that she is her mother's daughter?

She was in a daze, when she suddenly heard a gentle divine sense as water in the Sword Pavilion coming into her ears: Li'er! Come closer, and let my mother take a look at you.

"Mother!" Yan Yueli couldn't help but shout loudly, and took steps towards the Divine Sword Pavilion. At this time, she is no longer an arrogant palace master of Yanyue Sect, no longer a young and vigorous cultivation wizard, just an eight-year-old child who misses her mother.

Yan Yueli ran over with joy in one breath, seeing that the Divine Sword Pavilion was close at hand, only to hear the sound of "bang", she directly hit some kind of powerful enchantment, and then her body leaned back and fell heavily to the ground.

Yan Yueli frowned slightly, urged the inner method of the body, condensed the true qi of the whole body, and bumped into it again without hesitation. The result was still the same, she was bounced several meters away by the enchantment, but she still didn't give up, gritted her teeth, and stumbled to her feet, wanting to try again.

"Li'er!" The gentle voice of water came again, this time it was not the voice of divine consciousness, it was the voice of real words, Yan Yueli only felt familiar and unfamiliar, this long-lost "Li'er" She had been waiting for ten years.

Yan Yueli's eyes were full of tears, she stubbornly raised her cheeks, trying not to let the tears fall, all this was seen by a woman in pink in the Divine Sword Pavilion, she was already in tears at this time.

The pink-clothed woman's name is Xi Yue, who is the first female sword cultivator of the Cangxu faction and the little sister of the head of the market. Twenty years ago, he fell in love with Yan Wugui, a disciple of the Demon Sect, and then the two retired to Yan Yue Valley and did not ask about the affairs of the world.

Ten years ago, the Huan Annihilation Sect stirred up chaos in the cultivation realm, and the head of the Cangxu faction, Xuhai Zhenren, set things right with the power of one person, and when the vitality was greatly damaged, he encountered the Flying Thunder Tribulation, so he had to dissolve the army to repair and disperse the immortals, and the people in the Cangxu faction were panicked for a while. As a disciple of the Cangxu faction, Xi Yue stepped forward to take on the heavy responsibility and returned to Cangxu to send a force, not wanting the mother and daughter to be separated for ten years......

Ten years have passed in a hurry, and the body of the head of the ruin sea has not yet been completed, and it is still hidden in the Divine Sword Pavilion of this Lin Yuan Peak. Xi Yue is the first seat of this Lin Yuan Peak, the pavilion master of the Divine Sword Pavilion, not only has the responsibility of protecting the sword, but more importantly, he is helping the head of the Xuhai to achieve the flesh as soon as possible.

Today, Xi Yue and her daughter who have been separated for many years see each other again, although they are only looking at each other from a distance, but compared to the ten years of separation, it is now a gift, and at this time her heart is already grateful to Yan Mingxiu.

After a long time, Xi Yue collected her thoughts and stabilized her mind, and continued to say to Yan Yueli: "Li'er, you listen to me. My mother can't see you yet, but I know everything about you. ”

Her mother's words soothed Yan Yueli's fragile and sensitive heart, and she was overjoyed to recognize her mother today, and she didn't dare to hope for more. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, nodded her head in agreement, listened carefully, and remembered every word her mother said.

Xi Yue saw that Yan Yueli was no longer crying, and felt relieved in her heart, and continued to say softly: "I know that you and Ji Beichen met, Chen'er is a good boy with a hard life, if you think that he is what you want in your life in the future, don't listen to what others say, just stick to what you think in your heart." ”

Although Yan Yueli didn't quite understand what "what she wanted in her life" meant, she kept her mother's advice in mind, and at this time she still felt that everything in front of her was a little unreal, and she was even a little surprised now.

She was surprised that her mother knew all her things in Lin Yuanfeng, and she was moved by her care and advice to herself, and she was glad that ten years later, her mother was still the gentle and intelligent mother she was in her childhood.

After a pause, Xi Yue's voice came again, ethereal and soft, listening carefully, it was extremely similar to Yan Yueli's voice: "Li'er, the next words, you have to remember with your heart, and repeat these words to Ji Beichen in the future!" ”

Xi Yue's earnest words made Yan Yueli unconsciously straighten her back, facing the solemn Divine Sword Pavilion, raising her chin slightly, and solemnly replied: "Mother rest assured, I will repeat it to Ji Beichen as it is!" ”

Seeing this, Xi Yue in the Divine Sword Pavilion let go of the only trace of worry in his heart. Her Li'er has grown up and can be on her own, and as this incompetent mother, the deep guilt in her heart is ignited again, she really wants to do more for her daughter, even if her daughter can see her vision.

"Li'er!" A loving call sounded in Yan Yueli's ears, and her eyes suddenly widened. It's her, the lotus lotus-colored light shirt woman in front of her is her mother, she hasn't changed at all, she is still so gentle and dignified,

"Mother!" Yan Yueli cried with joy, she really wanted to snuggle in her arms like she did when she was a child, but she just thought about it. Because she knew that this illusion was an illusion that came out of the enchantment by her mother who consumed her own cultivation.

Xi Yue saw the disappointment in Yan Yueli's eyes, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her face was full of deep apologies. Yan Yueli didn't want her mother to be sad because of her, so she tried hard to squeeze out an ugly smile and comforted Xi Yue: "Although it is a phantom of her mother, it is also a real mother, Yueli is already very satisfied." ”

As soon as these words came out, Xi Yue's mood almost collapsed, she held back her tears, and agreed with Yan Yueli with all her choked up: "My good Li'er, when I come out, my mother will make you your favorite sweet and sour fish." ”

Yan Yueli nodded heavily, staring greedily at Xi Yue's phantom, and looked intently at her mother-in-law. She is very conflicted in her heart now, how much she wants to see her mother one more time, but through such a powerful enchantment, projecting the real phantom in front of her, her mother's loss of cultivation is not a little bit.

In the end, she finally relented, closed her hot gaze, bit her lips, and said to Xi Yue a little coldly: "Mother has something to say quickly, Li'er and Senior Yan still have important matters to discuss." ”

How could Xi Yue not know Yan Yueli's thoughts, put away the tears of sadness, and replied as calmly as possible: "The head of the sea of ruins entrusts you to bring a message to Ji Beichen: Immortals and demons are unbounded, and good and evil are at ease in people's hearts. If he understands the deep meaning, let him come to this Divine Sword Pavilion to find me. ”

After that, Xi Yue reluctantly looked at the good daughter in front of her affectionately, and her delicate face showed a happy smile.

Yan Yueli carefully wrote down Xi Yue's words, although she was reluctant in her heart, she finally said goodbye: "Mother, take care!" ”

"Li'er also take care!" Xi Yue raised her hand slightly, caressing Yan Yueli's fading immature little face, although the two did not really touch, but the hearts of the mother and daughter had long been tightly intertwined.

As Yan Yueli turned to leave, Xi Yue's phantom gradually faded, and finally disappeared into the mountain clouds.

"Poof!"

In the Divine Sword Pavilion, Xi Yue, the body of the phantom, spat blood from his mouth, and his body sat on the ground weakly. She knew very well that this was a rare conversation between the mother and daughter, and she did not hesitate to lose her cultivation to transform her posture in front of Yan Yueli.

"Xiao Qi, it's really hard for you......" In the darkness, an old voice came from the top of the Divine Sword Pavilion, and his words were full of worry and self-blame.

A nearly transparent spirit body flew out from the top of the pavilion and landed steadily in front of Xi Yue: "If the old man didn't choose to fight and turn into a spirit, the seventh senior sister would not be trapped here, senior brother, I can't stand you......"

Xi Yue waved his hand again and again, not letting the head of the sea continue to talk, if it weren't for Yan Wugui's insistence on retreating and not asking about the affairs of the world, then the demon Huan Qianqiu would not have harmed so many Xianmen disciples and innocent people.

As soon as Yan Wugui was mentioned, Xi Yue's heart, which had not been moved for a long time, instantly throbbed. Thinking of the sweet and slightly bitter past of the two, he unconsciously pursed the corners of his mouth, revealing a girlish smile.

She looked up at Yan Yueli, who was gradually moving away, and secretly sighed in her heart: Li'er's thick eyebrows and eyes are becoming more and more like Yan Lang, and the stubborn temperament of the father and daughter is also becoming more and more similar.