"Little star!" Lu Yaoyao looked at the person who disappeared in her arms and cried bitterly, "Ji Chen!"

She and Ji Chen have known each other for hundreds of years, and when they saw their friend fall, her heart hurt beyond measure.

In a trance, the power that supported Lu Yaoyao and Feng Xu's wind collapsed.

Rong Hui quickly grabbed her waist, "Yan Hui, send Yaoyao down." ”

Li Yanhui tacitly took Lu Yaoyao and brought it to the ground.

Everyone in the Hehuan Sect looked at Ji Chen, whose soul was about to escape in the air, and cried.

"Fifth Elder, save the Sect Master. ”

"As long as the five elders help, my Hehuan Sect is willing to surrender to the Sword Spirit Sect!"

"Sect Master, woo woo. ”

The cry of the Hehuan Sect shook the sky.

Rong Hui looked at Ji Chen, who was about to escape in the air, and the immortal qi hit him, helping him consolidate his soul.

Ji Chen looked at Rong Hui happily, he wanted to speak, but he didn't even have the spiritual power to speak.

"Don't speak. Rong Hui threw out the mountains and rivers, "Come in." ”

Ji Chen looked at the disciples of the Hehuan Sect with a complicated expression, hesitated for a moment, and entered the mountains and rivers.

The mountains and rivers command the world, and there is also a spiritual vein in it, which can just be used for Ji Chen's soul.

Put away the mountains and rivers, and Rong Hui fluttered to the ground.

Lu Yaoyao rushed over and asked anxiously, "Is the little star okay? Is there still any salvation?" I have an ancient spirit jade there, with a brilliant aura, which can be carved into a human form, and can place the soul of the little star, I don't want him to die." ”

Lu Yaoyao's bright and moving face was blurred with tears.

I have experienced the pain of losing my dearest brother.

Lu Yaoyao didn't want Ji Chen to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Last time, she didn't cultivate enough.

This time, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will save it.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect also gathered around and asked Rong Hui about their sect master's situation.

Only a young man stood in place, looking at Rong Hui with a complicated expression.

"Shanhe Jian is an artifact, and it is more suitable than ancient jade to nourish the soul of Ji Chen. ”

Rong Hui hugged his friend who had no master of the six gods and comforted him softly: "I will try my best to save him, don't worry." ”

Ji Chen is also Rong Hui's best friend, of course, he will spare no effort to save people.

"Babble. ”

The little milk fox that had become an entity jumped on Rong Hui's shoulder with tears in her eyes, rubbed her cheeks pitifully, and begged her to save her master.

Rong Hui finished appeasing this and appeased the other, "I'll do my best." ”

Ji Chen held the determination to die and sacrificed his flesh and blood in a vain attempt to help the Hehuan Sect block this catastrophe, and was damaged by the sword of the Qingyun Sect Sword Saint piercing his heart and soul, and it would take a long time to shape the golden body again, and it was difficult for Rong Hui to guarantee when he would be able to reshape the golden body.

Everyone in the Hehuan Sect was silent.

Lu Yaoyao's eyes were red.

Li Yanhui had the heart to adjust the atmosphere, but when he saw hundreds of tearful faces, he lost his mood.

But Master is back!

Li Yanhui was very happy in his heart.

If it weren't for Zhou Xi quietly coming to tell him ten years ago that his master was still alive and well, he would be looking for someone to do a vast project somewhere.

"Yaoyao, how have you been all these years?" Rong Hui grabbed Lu Yaoyao's cold little hand, "Come back to Ethereal Peak with me." ”

Lu Yaoyao looked at her, and tears flowed down again.

Over the years, she has been like rootless duckweed, unable to find roots, and when she saw Rong Hui, she was determined all of a sudden.

When Rong Hui pushed her and Shen Shujian out of the gate of heaven, Shen Shujian's cannibalistic appearance was so frightened that she couldn't speak, and now she still has palpitations when she thinks about it.

"Little pom-pom, I haven't seen you for many years and you have become a scattered immortal in the Tribulation Realm, and I am still distracted from the Realm. ”

Lu Yaoyao was full of joy and sorrow, she thought for a long time, and slowly said a word, "Okay." ”

Seeing that Rong Hui was leaving, everyone in the Hehuan Sect stepped forward and followed him.

Li Yan replied to the way of a young man, and sneered: "Deputy Sect Master, let's take care of your mess, Sect Master Ji has done his best, don't want to use the Hehuan Sect to hold him." ”

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, "As a disciple, the master and the disciple should accompany him to serve." ”

"Tut-tut, don't pretend to be a master and apprentice in front of me, you are doing everything possible to seize the position of the sect master of the Hehuan Sect in the front, and frame Ji Meiren in the back, a white-eyed wolf is also worthy of appearing in front of him?" Li Yan looked back at the young man and said inwardly: "Don't be embarrassed, you are too dirty, you are not worthy to appear in front of Ji Meiren, and you are not worthy of dirtying my master's eyes." ”

"Yan Hui, go. ”

Hearing the master's voice, Li Yan recycled back to Jinghong, and then whistled, and a colorful little phoenix fluttered into his arms and rolled, turning into a three- or four-year-old child, "Baba!"

Li Yanhui hugged the steps of the child Genshan Ronghui and returned to the Sword Spirit Sect.

——

The ethereal peaks, which were as bright as day, were crowded with monks who had heard the wind.

The disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect were not surprised, and they maintained stability in an orderly manner under the command of Fan Jingxing, and they did not panic at all.

In the ethereal palace, Xuanji hugged Rong Hui and cried and laughed, and her words were incomplete.

Xuanji cried breathlessly, "Woo woo, senior sister, it's been three hundred years since you left, I thought you were gone." ”

"How can you speak, the fifth senior sister's longevity lamp has been on and has never been extinguished, how can it be gone. Wang Shi held the golden abacus and settled the accounts on the side, "One drop of the lamp oil of the longevity lamp is worth ten high-grade spirit stones, and one hundred drops are needed a day, and three hundred years is ......."

Wang Shiwo settled accounts in the corner.

The fourth elder Liu Yi fanned the folding fan and said coldly: "I said senior brother, can you have a face? How many benefits have you had over the years, do you want me to calculate a sum for you for the fifth senior sister?"

"The fifth senior sister is the fifth senior sister, and the Ethereal Peak is the Ethereal Peak, how can it be mixed up?" Wang Shi was confident, "The 50,000 disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect are not raised by you, of course you have no pressure..... Hiss, big brother, tapp!"

Wang Shi was pinched by the words of the people and trembled, he looked at the words of the people like white buns, "You pinch me, it is considered a work injury, and the money will be deducted." ”

"Ah, junior brother, sorry for not paying attention. Wen Renyu's face turned red, and his eyes were even redder, "The fifth senior sister is back, I'm happy." ”

"Happy to happy, what's the matter with you pinching me. ”

Wang Shi grinned in pain.

"Ahem!" the second elder coughed lightly, "Fifth Senior Sister, it's good to be back." ”

Rong Hui gently pushed Xuanji away and said with a smile: "Senior brothers and sisters, I'm back." ”

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, and the boulder that had been pressed in their hearts for three hundred years finally moved away today.

Ronghui returns, and the ethereal peak is very lively.

Everyone asked Rong Hui about his experience over the years, and Rong Hui hid his relationship with Fang Xingyun, and told everything else calmly.

Wang Shi also talked about the movements of the Sword Spirit Sect over the years.

Since Shen Shujian came back from Dongsheng Shenzhou, he has made close attacks from afar, joined forces vertically and horizontally, and boldly annexed various forces in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and after hundreds of years of operation, it has also become the unique first sect in the Xiaochen Realm, and then confronted the Qingyun Sect head-on.

The Sword Spirit Sect narrowly won, and the Qingyun Sect was forced to retreat to a barren land, where they were in cahoots with Penglai Pavilion.

The Sword Spirit Sect had not cultivated for a few years, and the enchantments of the three thousand worlds were all shattered, and the various worlds became one.

The Xiaochen Realm worked together to support the Sword Spirit Sect, representing the three forces of the Xiaochen Realm and the Dachen Realm, Penglai Pavilion, Tianyan Palace and Ethereal Illusion Mansion to contend with.

After learning this, Rong Hui asked about Shen Shujian's news.

In an instant, the lively ethereal palace was silent.

Shen Shujian is missing.

Ten years ago on the night.

Disappeared without a trace.

In order to avoid the turmoil of the Sword Spirit Sect, the elders supported Shen Shujian's closed disciple Fan Jingxing to deal with the affairs of the Sword Spirit Sect, and announced to the outside world that Shen Shujian was in retreat.

Rong Hui's expression was grim, "Didn't you leave anything behind when the little junior brother disappeared?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"We have been looking for the whereabouts of the head of the family. Hearing this, the Great Elder said in a deep voice, "Nothing. ”

Following Rong Hui's disappearance, Shen Shujian's disappearance was a heavy stone in the hearts of everyone in the Sword Spirit Sect.

He left without warning, without a word, and disappeared like the wind.

After everyone was lively, they left the Ethereal Peak.

After Li Yanhui and Nephrite and the others cleaned up, they set up a small banquet again.

"Disciple Li Yanhui welcomes the return of the master!"

Bai Xingyi welcomed the return of the fairy. ”

Disciple Fu Yu greeted the female fairy back to her place. ”

"Disciple Nephrite welcomes the return of the fairy. ”

"The disciple is rich and noble, and welcomes the return of the ancestor. ”

Rong Hui looked at the soft and tender white dumplings, patted the seat with a smile and said, "The little phoenix has grown up, come up." ”

Fugui looked at Li Yanhui, "Baba." ”

Li Yan gave him a look back, "Clean." ”

"Oh. ”

Fugui Lotus stretched out his arm and jumped on the spot, like a cannonball piercing into Rong Hui's arms.

Rong Hui pinched his fleshy little face, and hugged the rich and noble with pink makeup and jade and said to everyone: "You eat first, I'll go out for a while." ”

Everyone was stunned.

"Don't be stupid, let's eat. Li Yan beckoned everyone to sit down, "The elders didn't eat enough in me just now, Mr. Bai came and went, pickled pepper bamboo shoots made of nephrite, taste it." ”

"Master, what are you carrying me out for?"

Fugui looked at Li Yanhui, who was eating hot pot in the hall, and drooled greedily.

Rong Hui put him on the ground, "Recognize Daddy." ”

Fugui: "......"

"Come out, Huofeng. ”

The red light flashed.

A flamboyant-looking man appeared, and he looked at the child in human form, crying and singing in the sky.

Fuguimu looked at the gorgeous and peerless man blankly, and the fetters dissolved in bone and blood made her rush over, hooking the neck of the fire phoenix.

Rong Hui didn't want to disturb their warm moment, turned around and returned to the main hall, and happened to meet Yaoyao who had come.

I haven't tasted food for many years, and Rong Hui eats a lot.

"Master, your way of eating is the same as that of a hungry tiger, haven't you ever thought about the feeling of food?"

Rong Hui raised his eyes, "How did you feel when I was thinking about hitting you." ”

Picky?

Asking for trouble.

Li Yan replied: "......"

The master is still the same master, and it hasn't changed.

"By the way, Master, what kind of cultivation are you doing now? Li Yan looked back at Rong Hui's cultivation, "Is it already a tyrant of the Tribulation Realm?"

Rong Hui was stunned: "What does this mean, look down on me Rong someone?"

"Let's go. ”

Li Yanhui chopsticks fell.

"You...... Early Mahayana realm?"

Rong Hui smiled, "Great Perfection." ”

Li Yan replied: "Master Cow Beer!"

More than 400 years old is the Great Perfection of the Mahayana realm!

It's just a bully.

Li Yanhui thought that he was the peak of the distraction realm, and the food he ate in his mouth suddenly became unfragrant.

Comparisons are odious.

Eh, it's not the natives who cross it.

When frolicking, the relationship between Rong Hui and everyone gradually returned to three hundred years ago, restrained, restrained, and gone.

After eating, Rong Hui gave the Liuyun Immortal Sword to Lu Yaoyao, who was very worried, and flew up to the sky above the Ethereal Peak to inspect his own territory.

The territory of the Sword Spirit Sect has expanded by tens of thousands of generations in three hundred years.

Ethereal Peak's sphere of influence has expanded thousands of times compared to before.

Strangely, before Rong Hui left, there were normal plants growing here.

Now there are more plants that glow at night.

Rong Hui was about to grab someone and come up to ask, when he saw Li Yan flying back, "Master, I know you're here." ”

Rong Hui shook his hand and pointed to the fluorescent plants in the distance, "What's going on with those?"

"The fairy plants of the Ethereal Peak are nourished by the spirit of the master's fairy spirits, and the trees are full of flowers, green grass, birds and flowers, flowers......, and trees."

Rong Hui listened with sour teeth, "Speak human words." ”

"Master, you are the sun and moon of the Ethereal Peak. Li Yanhui sat beside Rong Hui and looked at the bright moon in the sky, the night wind blew, sweeping away the water under his eyes, "When you are there, the ethereal peak is as bright as day, and if you are not there, it will be dark naturally, and those plants that need photosynthesis will not grow, so you can only grow these glowing fairy grasses or something." ”

Rong Hui looked at the side face of the little apprentice, and said incomprehensibly: "Lie, I cast a spell on the Ethereal Peak before, as long as my soul is immortal, there is no difference between the day and night here and outside, who moved my formation?"

The Ethereal Peak is very special.

When Rong Hui is there, it is as bright as day.

After leaving, it was pitch black.

The little apprentice definitely can't.

Cultivation is not enough.

A few elders of the Sword Spirit Sect who are out of the body realm can do it.

However, it was impossible for them to change the formation of the Ethereal Peak for no reason.

"Is it the senior brother of the head?"

Li Yan looked back.

Rong Hui was puzzled: "Why?"

Master is not emotional at all.

Li Yan returned to his chest, he looked at the master, and the worries, thoughts, anxiety, panic and other emotions that had been pent up for three hundred years formed a net, and the net became tighter and tighter, strangling him out of breath, he stood up suddenly, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"Deliberately planting glowing plants is afraid that you won't find your way home, afraid that we won't be able to see you when you come back injured, afraid that the ethereal peak is too bright, and we will find that you will be gone if you come back in time!"

Rong Hui has never seen a little apprentice who is emotionally out of control, he has a perverse and weird personality, although he smiles at everyone, but there is almost no emotional breakdown.

Li Yanhui couldn't help but tremble.

"Don't cry. Rong Hui stood on tiptoe and touched the little apprentice's head, "Didn't you say that the master is the protagonist, how can the protagonist die easily, next time there is a similar danger, I will definitely tell you in advance." ”

Rong Hui has always been very relieved of Li Yanhui, and he never thought about how tormented he was when he went deep into the danger of the little apprentices.

After living for seven or eight hundred years in two lifetimes, Rong Hui didn't have too many emotional fluctuations, and the little apprentice suddenly broke out and poked the softest piece of meat in her heart, and the feeling of being put in her heart was joyful and heavy, and she couldn't resist it.

Li Yanhui sat on the roof with red eyes and sulked.

His parents have long since passed away, and Master is his only relative.

Ronghui will not get old.

Li Yanhui naturally couldn't help her retire to the end of her life.

But the immortal cultivation world is full of dangers, the master is high-profile, has a bad temper, and no matter how strong his ability is, there is a time to fall behind.

In the three hundred years that Rong Hui disappeared, Li Yanhui had not slept well, and in his dreams, the master's failed escape was blown up into fireworks, and the ashes were all left, and he woke up in horror every night.

It was as if there was a sharp sword hanging over his head that could fall at any moment.

Nervous.

"Life is like a reverse journey, a reed to sail. Rong Hui sat down beside the little apprentice and took it out, "The reed boat will always encounter wind and waves, tsunamis, and there are adventures and dangers in cultivation, if the master is gone one day, you are my bearer, I have another way of existence, but you can't see it." ”

Li Yan Huicai doesn't care about any bullshit inheritance.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon is his motto.

"Master, don't be literary and artistic, don't be sensational. Li Yan replied to refuse, he looked at the master with red eyes, and said seriously: "I only hope that the master will live longer than me, even if he dies, he will die behind me, this is my lifelong goal." ”

There are no white-haired people in the immortal cultivation world to send black-haired people.

Li Yanhui's words were very straightforward.

Master's light is ascending.

Li Yanhui just said that the master had lived happily for a long time, at least longer than him.

The tip of Rong Hui's nose was sour, "Silly boy."

Li Yanhui suppressed the water under his eyes, took off the longevity lock from his neck and handed it to Rong Hui, "Master, you must live a long life." ”

Master gave him so many life-saving things, Li Yanhui decided to give Master the longevity lock that had accompanied him for hundreds of years, hoping that it would bring Master good luck.

Rong Hui took the heavy longevity lock, and suddenly thought that Shen Yu had also given him one, and couldn't help but smile, the two closest people gave the same thing, and even the wishes were similar.

"Hey, what is Fan Jingxing doing here at night?"

Li Yan flew back to the Ethereal Palace to open the enchantment for Fan Jingxing.

"Disciple Fan Jingxing asked to see the five elders. ”

I haven't seen him for hundreds of years, Fan Jingxing has become a master of the out-of-body realm, and his actions are quite orderly, and he advances and retreats in a certain way, as if he is a dragon and a phoenix among people.

Rong Hui flew to his side, "Visiting late at night, what's the matter." ”

"Today, when the disciple was cleaning the master's room, he found a letter, and the master told the disciple in the image stone that he must hand over the letter to the five elders by hand. ”

Fan Jingxing handed over the envelope with both hands.

Seeing that Rong Hui was not opened, Baba looked at it.

He wanted to know what the master had left for the five elders, and he couldn't ask, so he could only wait for Rong Hui to open the letter.

"Master, don't sell it. Li Yanhui whispered: "Senior brother's neck is stretched out like an arch, and he is going to pierce your arms." ”

Fan Jingxing blushed, "Senior brother, be cautious." ”

Li Yanhui smiled, "Master, I want to know too." ”

Rong Hui read the content of the letter at a glance and ten lines, and stood there like a thunderbolt and lightning.

A moment later, Rong Hui flashed and flew towards Lingyun Peak.

"Master, where are you going? ”

Li Yanhui and Fan Jingxing hurriedly followed.

Rong Hui's arrival alarmed Ling Yun Peak.

Everyone saw her rushing to Shen Shujian's dormitory regardless of it, and wanted to stop her but was powerless.

The dormitory of the head of the sect connects the secret realm of Tongtian Peak and the sword mound, and is the important place of the sword spirit sect.

"Fifth Elder, you can't enter. ”

The disciple guarding the door stopped Rong Hui and didn't let her in.

Fan Jingxing waved his hand, "Senior brother, let the fifth elder in." ”

There is a formation enchantment in Shizun's dormitory, and no one can open it except him, not even the five elders.

"Little Senior Brother, what kind of eyes do you have, you think Master can't get in?" Li Yan turned sideways and said, "Do you believe that the master's dormitory is not guarded against the master." ”

Fan Jingxing frowned, hundreds of years of precipitation, he was no longer the little disciple who was so angry with Rong Hui that he jumped to his feet, cried and chirped on the Ethereal Peak to cook with his bags on his back, as if he had the calmness and calmness of the successor of the main peak.

The dormitory is an important place, how can it not be fortified.

Fan Jingxing said: "Little junior brother, be cautious in your words and deeds. ”

Li Yanhui shrugged his shoulders and hugged his chest to watch the show.

Rong Hui pushed open the door of the dormitory, and the wide sleeves of the Buddha appeared, only to see the silver light flashing, and the emblem of the extremely familiar formation and the ethereal illusion mansion appeared.

Rong Hui's heart was beating like a drum, and she was skillful in pinching.

"Click. ”

The closed formation opened in an instant.

Rong Hui strode through the formation and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Fan Jingxing was stunned, "How do you know that the Fifth Elder can easily enter." ”

The Mudra Master who lifted the formation didn't even tell him, how did the five elders know.

"Do you think my master is reasonable? Li Yanhui spread his hands, "Standing in front of you is the first person in the Ruthless Killing Sword Dao of the Central Continent, the Sword Saint of the Qingyun Sect in one move, the Rising Star of the Ruthless Sword Dao, the supreme Mahayana Realm Ancestor of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the Fifth Elder of the Ethereal Peak of the Sword Spirit Sect, Rong Hui!"

Fan Jingxing was shocked and said, "The Fifth Elder is in the Mahayana Realm, isn't it rumored that the Fifth Elder is in the Tribulation Realm?"

"I have believed all the truthful brothers. Li Yan replied: "Fortunately, I asked the person concerned, the Mahayana realm is a great consummation, and it has risen in half a step, little senior brother, the future of our Sword Spirit Sect can be expected." ”

Fan Jingxing said: "Because of this?"

Li Yan asked rhetorically, "Otherwise?"

Fan Jingxing's throat rolled, and he gestured to the disciples around him, spreading the news that Rong Hui was a Mahayana realm cultivator, and then chased after Li Yanhui's ass and entered the Sword Spirit Pagoda of the Sword Shrine.

Rong Hui walked all the way from the first floor of the Sword Spirit Tower to the thirteenth floor.

Each layer is the memory of himself and Shen Yu.

When I walked to the thirteenth floor, I saw a broken retrospective mirror, and Shen Yu stripped off his soul and put it in the Xiaochen Realm, becoming Shen Shujian.

No wonder the Three Thousand Immortal Cultivators in Central Continent.

Why did his clone only choose the Sword Spirit Sect?

It's no wonder that the Sword Spirit Tower of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion will appear in the Sword Spirit Sect's Sword Shrine.

No wonder Shen Shujian has been sick all these years.

Those who are not in good spirits are full of calamities and diseases.

Shen Yu is Shen Shujian.

The little junior brother is still the little junior brother.

Rong Hui looked at the scroll on the wall of the thirteenth floor, and when he saw the figure of the master, his eyes suddenly turned red.

She thought she could be reborn because of luck.

Why did Master never appear again after he ascended?

It turned out that when the master saw Fang Xingyun, everything was calculated.

He scattered his cultivation to condense a retrospective mirror that could be reborn against the sky, and he was punished by heaven and died.

The junior brother also tore apart a soul and a soul when she crossed the Tribulation Realm, protecting a clone that could cultivate immortals.

Tears flowed out of his eyes and gently slid down to his mouth, Rong Hui's eyes were a little hot, and his heart throbbed.

"Master. Rong Hui panicked in his heart, "It was the futile who was too conceited, too arrogant, and too natural to cause the failure of the catastrophe, and it affected you, I was wrong, and the futile was wrong." ”

Looking at the master's cold and hard face on the mural, Rong Hui thought of the picture of the master obeying the teachings, and he wanted to press a boulder in his heart, which was heavy, stuffy and uncomfortable.

Li Yanhui and Fan Jingxing rushed up to the thirteenth floor and saw Rong Hui with tears streaming down his face, as if he had been struck by lightning, they were so shocked that they didn't dare to come out.

The Sword Spirit Pagoda is a place where the elders of the Sword Spirit Sect and their own disciples hone their sword intent.

Inside, there are thousands of ferocious beasts and spirits.

The two juniors were able to come up smoothly, all thanks to Rong Hui's strong strength to suppress the audience.

All spirits surrender.

Fan Jingxing looked at the stone wall like an iron wall, and didn't see anything, "Yan Hui, what's wrong with the fifth elder?"

Li Yan pulled Fan Jingxing back to the twelfth floor, "Can't you see it?"

"You mean there's something on the wall?" Fan Jingxing shook his head, "I didn't see anything, you did?"

Li Yan spread his hands back, "I don't have either." ”

Fan Jingxing: "......"

I really want to beat someone.

Fan Jingxing was good-tempered and didn't roll his eyes, "So what are you pulling me down for?" ”

Li Yan sent a message back to the secret voice, "Master is a high cultivator, she must have seen something, she is in a bad mood, let's not bother, let her be quiet alone." ”

Although you can explain it when you are in a bad mood.

But the master has such a good face, and he definitely doesn't want to cry in front of his disciples.

Li Yanhui had never seen Master cry.

He thought it was quite a novelty.

If you let Master know his current mood, it is estimated that his legs will have to be discounted.

"Fifth Elder, can she survive?" Fan Jingxing sent a message in a secret voice, "I'm worried. ”

Li Yanhui sat on the stone stairs, "This situation is obviously the scene where the heroine collapses after learning the truth, generally speaking, the male protagonist will be present to comfort her, which of the two of us has a male protagonist?"

A cannon fodder that burps at any time.

Fan Jingxing: "....."

After so many years, he still hasn't figured out what Li Yanhui is thinking in his head all day.

Strange and without a head.

I don't know how long it took.

Fan Jingxing was so sleepy that he fell asleep on Li Yanhui's shoulder.

Li Yanhui heard the slight footsteps and looked back, the master looked like a glass beauty that would shatter at the touch of a touch, and there was a touch of sadness between his eyebrows.

"Master. Li Yan woke up Fan Jingxing, "Are you tired, my senior brother and I will carry you back." ”

Li Yanhui took out a gorgeous soft sedan chair from the space jade pendant.

Rong Hui said: "You haven't left yet?"

Her voice was hoarse, her eyes were puffy, and she didn't know how long she had been crying.

Li Yan replied: "Senior brother and I are guarding you here, so as not to let the little demon in the Sword Spirit Tower who does not have long eyes disturb you to be autistic....... Uh, meditate. ”

Fan Jingxing nodded, "Fifth Elder, please get on the sedan chair." ”

"No soft sedans. Rong Hui touched the sharp sword marks that went deep into the stone wall, and said lightly: "You go to a place with me." ”

Li Yan picked up the soft sedan chair and followed behind Rong Hui silently.

The three of them left the Sword Spirit Pagoda and returned to Shen Shujian's dormitory when the sky was bright, and the Seven Peaks Elders of the Sword Spirit Sect, except for Shen Shujian, all of them were there.

Wen Renyu was so anxious that the corners of his mouth blistered, "Fifth Senior Sister, what's wrong." ”

"Little Senior Sister, your eyes are swollen. Xuanji reprimanded Li Yanhui and Fan Jingxing, "What have you done!"

Li Yanhui said helplessly: "Little aunt, I won't say anything if the master hacks me to death, how dare I bully the master." ”

Fan Jingxing said: "Seventh Elder, we didn't take good care of the Fifth Elder. ”

Second Elder Lian Xin and Fourth Elder Liu Yifeng glanced at each other and did not speak.

Wang Shixu chattered: "Fifth senior sister, who bullied you, tell me, the so-called economic foundation determines the superstructure, and if you catch him, I will make him a poor egg!"

"It's fine. The senior brothers and sisters could feel their concern for Rong Hui, and her heart was warm, "I'm going out to deal with some things, and I'm leaving the Sword Spirit Sect for the time being." ”

Wen Renyu asked anxiously, "What's the matter, I'll help you with murder and arson." ”

Rong Hui: "..... No..... Life events, Yan Hui and Jing Xing are with me, and Ethereal Peak bothers everyone to take care of it. ”

Seeing Rong Hui's troubled appearance, everyone comforted a few words.

"Then stay safe. Wen Renyu stuffed a magic weapon into her, "Now that the Xiaochen Realm and the Dachen Realm have become one, since the head of the sect announced that he and Penglai Pavilion are behind the enemy, the ghost cultivators over there secretly killed the monks of my Xiaochen Realm, this thing is called the Bird's Tongue, and I will send you a secret message for the specific usage." ”

Rong Hui put away his things, summoned Liuyun, and flew towards the Ethereal Illusion Mansion with the two disciples.

The road back to the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion is engraved in the bone marrow of Rong Hui.

The road is all too familiar.

Li Yanhui, who sat on the flying sword so fast for the first time, was not calm, Fan Jingxing was calm on his face, and he was so panicked that he couldn't do it.

The Ethereal Illusion Mansion stands in the east of the Dachen Realm, and its sphere of influence is the head of the Dachen Realm, with a vast territory of tens of millions of miles.

There are countless immortal cave mansions.

It is a place of great treasures and outstanding people.

Rong Hui, who was eager to return home, stood in the clouds and looked at the magnificent palace floating in the air, with a feeling of homesickness, and his heart was pounding.

The Ethereal Fantasy Mansion has ten heavenly palaces standing in the clouds.

The most magnificent nature is the main hall of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, the Cloud Temple.

In the clouds, the cloud hall is shaped like a giant sword pointing at the sky, the momentum is magnificent, the fairy aura is faint, the auspicious qi surrounds, and it is wrapped by the large array of mountain protection that is as thin as the wings of the cicada, and it is extremely shocking from a distance.

The peaks of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion are connected by a rainbow bridge.

One of them is murderous and sharp.

"What a magnificent sect. Li Yanhui, who was accustomed to seeing the major Xiongqi sects in Central Continent, couldn't help but admire: "Standing in the air violates the laws of physics of Master Niu, not to mention, this sect is majestic and magnificent, standing here you can feel its majestic atmosphere, as if it is an ant looking up at Mount Tai, giving people a strong oppressive force." ”

Fan Jingxing said in a deep voice: "Such a majestic sect should be the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, one of the three major sects in the Dachen Realm. ”

Li Yanhui didn't want to ask the stupid question of 'how do you know' anymore.

Fan Jingxing is now the acting head of the house, and he must know a lot.

Li Yanhui had heard of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, and he had also searched for it, but he found nothing, and no one knew where the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion was.

Not only the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, but also Penglai Pavilion and Tianyan Palace Li Yanhui have only heard of it, but have never seen it.

Li Yan, a small sect in the Dachen Realm, has been back a lot.

These three major sects are as mysterious as the hidden sects outside the world.

However, the various sects in the Dachen Realm will select top-notch disciples every year to send them to them, as long as a disciple is included in the three major sects, even the outer disciples are enough to shade the small sects for hundreds of years.

"Master, how do you know here?"

Li Yanhui was very curious about how Master knew this way.

"Because I'm the master of that ethereal palace. Rong Hui smiled: "You guys are dressed and you are going in." ”

Li Yan looked back at the murderous and gorgeous palace in the distance and opened his mouth wide.

He felt like he was hallucinating.

Fan Jingxing's eyes widened.

The fifth elder is the master of the Ethereal Palace in the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion?

How can it be!

"Is it the world that you have conquered in the past three hundred years since you disappeared?" Li Yanhui gave a thumbs up, "SVIP is different. ”

Having said that, Li Yanhui and Fan Jingxing obediently changed their gorgeous outfits.

In an instant, Rong Hui had already come to the Ethereal Illusion Mansion Barrier, and her hands were sealed, floating into the Ethereal Illusion Mansion as lightly as a feather.

"Whoop—Whoa—Whoa!"

The evening drum and morning bell in the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion rang in the sky.

Li Yanhui was about to remind Rong Hui to 'quietly enter the village, don't shoot', when he saw a dense flash of light in front of the mountain gate with no end in sight.

The disciples dressed in the pure white gauze robes of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion raised their heads to look up at the glazed Baozun in the clouds, and their extremely aggressive beauty pierced into everyone's eyes, and the monstrous killing intent surrounded Baozun's side, and everyone prostrated on the ground in unison.

Hundreds of thousands of Ethereal Illusion Mansion disciples shouted in unison.

"Disciple welcomes the return of the fairy Rong Cao!"

"Disciple welcomes the return of the fairy Rong Cao!"

"Disciple welcomes the return of the fairy Rong Cao!"

The sound is like a bell, earth-shattering.