And what about the Fairy Sword Sect?

It seems that there is no loss, but in fact, the appeasement and compensation for the large and small sects in Yuezhou are simply countless.

They wanted to seek justice from the Demon Sect, but Boss Yao kicked the ball and threw it directly to Shang Shanling and those ghosts who knew about it.

In addition, the Tianwei Venerable Lord Su Wusha intends to stabilize the situation in Kyushu, they are dumb people eating Coptis chinensis, oh no, it should be said that they are dumb eating Huang Xiang, disgusting and unlucky.

Qing Xutian died an elder who was about to enter the late stage of returning to the spirit, Jing Citian died except for Yao Mengxun and a limited number of core disciples, and Jiang Liu'er, who was already crazy, was left in the Absolute Immortal Sect.

In this way, among the four factions and the two major demon sects in three days, it seems that only a few middle-of-the-road people who are quietly watching the changes are the winners of the winners!

In particular, Wu Renfu, the sect master of Shenhua Heaven, was visited by Zhuang Junwu, the envoy of the Heavenly Acropolis, when he was trying his best to take care of his beloved disciples who had been seriously injured and had not recovered.

After a long talk and friendly exchange with Zhuang Junwu, he received a lot of gifts from Su Zun's commission, which can be called a winner in life.

And the strange beasts in the small secret realm, and even the follow-up of a few real people like Feng Qi, let's not mention it here for the time being, in the future, Qingyun will have the opportunity to come to the new thirty-three realms again to find out.

The current master is carefully observing the difference between this shuttle through the void and the past.

The ancient sword Zangfeng is very miraculous, if it is said to be psychic, it has always been like a dead thing on weekdays, even if Qingyun keeps talking to himself with this only partner, it has never replied.

But if it is really a dead thing, after connecting with the mind and spirit, Zang Feng can know the meaning of Qingyun very completely, just like now, it has perfectly constructed a space tunnel from Wuhua Mountain in Yuezhou to Yiqi Mountain in Liangzhou.

This tunnel was not as beautiful and stable as when using the teleportation array, and the invisible walls around it were all faintly glowing red, and Qingyun understood that this was most likely the spatial power driven by evil qi in Xiao Qi's mouth.

At the same time, it was visible to the naked eye that the blood color on the body of the Hidden Edge Sword was rapidly decreasing, and it seemed that it had already turned a little dark in less than a quarter of an hour.

According to Qingyun's estimate, with the existing evil qi in the sword, it would only be enough for Zang Feng to cast it again at most.

And this evil qi is not like spiritual power, it can't be seen or touched, and the master can't estimate the equivalent power with a specific amount, but according to the monk's saying that the power of space can only be used on the spiritual mirror, Zang Feng should actually be very good.

"But why does the grade of this black pimple look so low? It's okay, so as not to swagger through the market and make people greedy, and it has been suppressing and absorbing blood karma in my body, although slow, it is better than nothing. ”

What surprised the master a little was that the distance from the central part of Yuezhou to the southernmost Yiqian Mountain in Liangzhou may not be very far in the past.

But now, when the power of time and space is chaotic and more and more teleportation arrays are beginning to fail, Zang Feng has only taken less than half an hour, which is far faster than simply using the teleportation array!

The sunlight at the end of the space tunnel was dazzling, and the smell of earth mixed with the scent of grass came to his face, which made Qingyun's originally sad and desolate heart warm up a little.

Finally, he went home.

Although all that was in front of him was a blackened, weathered, and lifeless ruin.

"Huh?"

Outside the ruins of Liangqian Village, Qingyun Jian frowned lightly, and did not set foot directly.

"How does it look like someone has been here?"

Whether it is the memory of the past, or the dream of returning to his hometown in the Thirty-Three Realms, all the villagers, including Yan Liangshan, were buried by him with his own hands.

Although it is normal for someone to come here for more than ten years, it is strange to him that although this place is in ruins, it is obvious that it has been taken care of, and the relatively simple mounds of the villagers have been reorganized and buried.

"Who could it be?"

Qingyun cautiously entered the village to investigate, looking at the rows of empty monuments that could not be said to be uniform, at least orderly, his heart was puzzled.

"Is it Ah Lian?"

Qingyun immediately thought of the little fox who broke the ban.

But after thinking about it, according to Ah Lian's temperament, after she found that there was no self in the corpse pile, it would be good if she could not storm the corpses of the villagers in the wilderness, and it was a pipe dream to expect her to repair the tombstone.

"Is it the one?"

The second thing that Qingyun thought of was the white-clothed male cultivator with a chaotic face, after all, the place where he met this person in the illusion was Liangqi Village!

However, the opponent's strength is unfathomable, and the intention and purpose are even more unpredictable, if he is using himself, Qingyun thinks that if he is like him, he should not be qualified to become a big man's chess piece.

Not to mention a big guy of this level, he shouldn't be idle and have nothing to do to sweep the graves of these mortals, right?

But if not this person, then who would it be?

Suddenly, the little master had a flash of inspiration, and remembered that when he first met Ah Lian, the little fox seemed to have mentioned to him that Wang Qingquan, the resident monk of Qingxu Tianqian Zhongcheng, seemed to have been paying attention to the truth of the bloody case in Liangqian Village.

And he himself seems to have guessed that Yi Qing died unexpectedly!

"Yes, it should be him. ”

Walking slowly into the village, Qingyun muttered to himself.

Gently stroking a row of empty monuments, the texture of the stone has long been rough due to weathering, and he who wanted to worship Yan Liangshan couldn't tell who was buried underneath.

So I had to kneel down silently at this barren mound and kowtow a few times.

Xiao Luoyi's death made Qingyun's tears scarce and precious, he didn't forget his hatred, and even lived with hatred for a while.

But facing opponents who are as powerful as Tianwei again and again also makes Qingyun more and more clear, hatred and tears will not blossom and bear fruit, and everything needs to be done by himself.

"I heard that Wang Qingquan is a monk at the peak of the Condensing Realm, so let's go to Qianzhong City later to see if I can see this person. ”

Stepping on the sheep intestine mountain road in his memory, Qingyun did not go home first.

He always remembered the eldest sister's original speculation that when he had time to go back to Yiqian Mountain, he could go to find the Haidai Tower that was imprisoned by Yi Qing, and the mysterious cave mansion where he saved Ah Lian at the beginning.

However, Yi Qing didn't tell them where Haidailou was detained, and there are many mountains here, and he hasn't run many corners after living for so many years, if he looks for them one by one, he really doesn't know when he will find them.

After a fruitless search, Qingyun dispelled this idea, after all, more than ten years have passed, and with the death of his father, Haidailou may have been out of trouble long ago.

Then Qingyun came to the cave where Ah Lian was rescued, and now it is early spring, although the pond outside the cave is dissolved, it is still no longer full of vitality in summer.

The young master pouted and hesitated, picked up a few small pebbles from outside the cave, and also learned from Xiao Luoyi's appearance at that time, and shook his hand to shoot three flying stones one after another.

Whoosh, swish, swish, swish.

Listening to the sound, the three small stones should be embedded in the wall of the cave, and after waiting for a long time before there was anything abnormal, Qingyun slowly approached.

When he stepped in, he was still a little worried that he had lost all his spiritual power like in the illusion, but when he stood still, Qingyun realized that this place had not changed at all compared to when he dreamed back to his hometown.

Yes, not the slightest bit has changed.

Because on the wall of the cave, he actually found a hidden weapon that Xiao Luo shot on it!

The hidden weapon had already been deeply shocked into the wall by Qingyun's original palm power, leaving only a little bit of fine iron at the end exposed, which made the young master feel both shocked and nostalgic.

"Is everything in the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice Hall a dream or a reality?"

If it is said to be an illusion dream, why can he remember the Heavenly Illusion Sword, and why can the eldest sister get the immortal energy given by his father?

But if it is true, how can there be such an unthinkable thing in this world as time reappearing and going back in time?

Of course, he hopes that what he has experienced in the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice is not the so-called dream of returning to his hometown, but the same as today, and really going home.

After being stunned for a while, he came to his senses from his memories, and then gently rubbed the hidden weapon for a long time, but finally did not take it out of the stone wall.

"Destiny, everything will have a destiny, but your destiny is not mine, hey. ”

When the master returned to the small cabin halfway up the mountain, the spring sun had already slanted slightly to the west.

The enchantment in front of the courtyard seemed to have spirituality, Qingyun's hand had just approached, the golden wall cover was sparkling, a sinuous crack suddenly opened, and the young master easily returned to his long-lost home.

The stone table in the courtyard was full of fallen leaves and dust, and with a flick of Qingyun's hand, the chessboard that his parents often played against him in his memory was as bright as new.

"Daddy never seems to have won a mother's kiss. ”

For as long as he can remember, Qingyun has often heard his father call his mother a victorious general, but since his mother's death, he has never seen his father play chess with anyone.

Memories of this kind of thing, warmth and sadness coexist, Qingyun has lost everything he can lose, so he becomes afraid to miss it anymore.

He didn't go into the house, but went around to the graves of his parents in the backyard, and then took out some incense, candles, and paper money from Qingshui Town to pay respects.

As soon as the fingertip spiritual flame ignited, Qingyun thought of the sacrificial rites that his father seemed to dislike very much, and his mother seemed to follow his father's never do this, so he put it away again and knelt down and kowtowed directly.

"Dad, mother, Yun'er is home. ”

The words father and mother, Qingyun said in a hoarse voice, as if he had exhausted his life's strength.

"Daddy, Yun'er is useless, she failed to protect Luo Yi. ”

His forehead fell heavily again, as if he was confessing to Yiqing.

"Mother, Yun'er is really sad, Yun'er misses you so much, I miss my father, I miss my eldest sister, I miss Ah Lian..."

"Daddy, Yun'er is not filial, not only did the eldest sister die, but even your Luoxia Qing Sword was snatched by thieves, but don't worry, Yun'er now also has the cultivation of the Yuanhua Realm, and sooner or later he will be able to take back the broken sword and avenge that palm!"

"By the way, mother, Luo Yi is my wife who has not passed the door, I call her eldest sister on weekdays, hey, I will definitely find a way to save her, but Yun'er doesn't want her to suffer with me anymore, so if it is possible, Yun'er should not bring her to see you." ”

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PS: I forgot to say that I've been too busy at work lately, and the update is not normal~