Spanning the Land of Light and Middle-earth, the Yinshan Mountains stretch for tens of thousands of miles, and the mountains are undulating, steep and high. The peaks are covered with snow, and the clear, cold snow water gathers at the foot of the mountain to form wide streams that rush to the far east.

It was late autumn, and the mountains had lost their green clothes and changed into golden and fiery red clothes, and the breeze blew, and the leaves rolled up like waves, which was spectacular.

A clear river flows slowly, the red maples on both sides of the river are like fire, the maple leaves "rustle" in the wind, and the unknown birds "coo" and chirp, making everything quiet and peaceful.

On the mirror-like surface of the river, a flat boat floated, and the river was slow and steady, making the boat walk on the ground.

On the bow of the ship, there was a young man who looked like a weak scholar, and he had now lit a stove, and a faint flame came out of the stove.

Above the flames, the boy erected another iron frame, and a thin wire pierced a large fat white fish and placed it on top of the iron frame.

The boy gently turned the wire, and after a while, the smell of the grilled fish spread, and the boy took out a lot of condiments, and slowly and carefully applied them to the big white fish, so that the condiments penetrated deep into the meat.

With the sizzling sound of the fish oil, the aroma of the fish meat mixed with the aroma of condiments is even more intense, covering the entire wide river.

Isn't it intoxicating with such a beautiful view and such a delicacies?

I only heard a "whoosh" sound, and a small beast drilled out of the cabin, this beast was snow-white, one-eyed and three-tailed, and it looked strange and cute.

"Ahh

"Go away, go away, play with it, this fish is not yours!" the scholar was a little impatient, raised the big white fish, slowly removed it, and put it in a saucepan.

He added the soup to the saucepan, placed it on the stove, and slowly boiled it.

The scholar looked at the little beast's disappointed and aggrieved eyes, and gently knocked on the door of its head: "Your master is not in good health, and he was injured a few days ago, so this fish will make up for her first." You just wait!"

The little beast nodded frequently, with a well-behaved face.

The scholar is a little complacent in his heart, and this method of "one roast and two stews" is all learned by heart. Seeing the little beast's forbearance and restraint, he built another stove and roasted another white fish.

It's just that this white fish is much thinner than the previous one.

Even so, the little beast was still happy to rub the scholar's leg.

"Young Master, what are you doing?" a small head came out of the cabin, and said in a daze, as if it had just woken up.

"Wake up, come over and wash your hands and face first, and then you'll be ready to eat!" the scholar smiled.

"Huh, of course I'll do this kind of thing, how can I bother the young master!"

"What are you going to do when you're injured? Now you are blessed, you can taste the young master's craftsmanship!"

"Oh, thank you, young master, but, young master, why did you dress me up as a scholar?" The voice was soft and immature, as if puzzled.

The scholar looked at the person in front of him, and saw that she had beautiful eyes, a delicate face, and she was dressed as a scholar, and she was very cute.

"It's not safe on this road, I'm pretending to be a scholar, and you're pretending to be a scholar, ordinary people won't recognize it!" the scholar smiled, "But I look at your dress, it's weird!"

"What's wrong?" the scholar's face tightened.

"Strange and cute!" the scholar laughed.

The scholar's delicate face suddenly flushed, but his eyebrows couldn't hide the joy.

After a short time, the scholar took the stew pot and gently placed it on a wooden table. Putting down the lid of the pot, a fish fragrance suddenly permeated, and the little white beast was restless.

The scholar took another roasted white fish and threw it to the little beast: "Go, go to the stern of the boat to eat, don't make any noise about us!"

The little beast received the white fish with great precision, and hissed happily, and the white shadow flashed to the stern of the boat, and slowly tasted it.

"Young master, don't you like Xiaobai?" asked the scholar tentatively and whispered, as if he was a little worried that he didn't like the little beast.

Since the little beast is Xiaobai, then this scholar is naturally Qing'er, and the scholar is Yingtian.

"Not really, just a little noisy once in a while. Yingtian smiled, "It's okay, let's drink fish soup first!"

Yingtian took out a small bowl and filled it with a thick white fish broth.

Qing'er looked at the bowl of soup in surprise: "This fish soup has such a color, the young master must have spent a lot of effort, right?"

"Little cooking, how much effort can it take me?" Yingtian said softly, "Be careful and drink slowly." ”

Qing'er was stunned when she heard Yingtian's words, and suddenly thought of something.

Ying Tian looked at her suddenly in a daze, and said strangely: "What's the matter, what do you think?"

"No, nothing. Qing'er was a little flustered, hurriedly took a sip, and suddenly exclaimed: "It's so hot!"

"I reminded you to be careful!" Yingtian was helpless, scooped a small spoonful of soup, blew lightly and said, "Come on!"

Qing'er was stunned for a moment, drank it slowly, looked at Yingtian's eyes again, and said quietly: "Is the young master so gentle and considerate to girls?"

Yingtian is no longer the stunned young man in the past, he blinked again and again at this moment, seemed to understand something, and said with a smile: "I once met a girl who was seriously injured at the time, and I had to feed her a decoction once. ”

"However, I am willing to do this to Qing'er, and I will always do this to you alone!"

After hearing Yingtian's words, Qing'er trembled slightly, a pair of wonderful eyes were full of tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Young master, but, but after all, I am just a maid......"

"In the future, you will definitely change your name, and you won't call me Young Master anymore!" Ying Tian smiled, "Do you understand?"

Qing'er immediately understood Yingtian's words, her face turned crimson, and she said angrily: "Young master!"

"I told you not to call me young master again, but you just didn't listen. Now you are the young master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect, the first true cultivation sect in Middle-earth, and it is really not good for others to hear it. Yingtian said helplessly.

"However, Qing'er doesn't want to be a young master, Qing'er just wants to be the young master's little maid. Qing'er muttered, "Moreover, that sister Tsing Yi is the young master of Tianxian Sect, and Qing'er is not." ”

"Sister Tsing Yi?" Ying Tian was shocked.

Since Yingtian was separated from everyone in the secret realm that day, he wanted to take Qing'er to visit the two of them again. It's a pity that he waited for three days, and he didn't see them.

Yingtian regretted it, he left in a hurry and didn't say goodbye to the two of them. But now that the two of them can't be found, Yingtian is ready to plan for the next step.

In the message that the Wailing Division left him, he found another exit to the secret realm.

Yingtian knew that he would definitely be targeted by the inheritance of the two great powers of the Kingdom of Light, and even the Moon God clan would be difficult to protect him.

Besides, if he caused casualties among the Luna Clan, this was something he didn't want to see.

Therefore, he unleashed the 'Bright Flash' supernatural power, and took Qing'er away from the Eastern Wilderness City and came to this Yinshan Mountain Range.

As the Yingtian realm advanced to the early stage of Jindan, even if it was only the physical advancement, he had already discovered that his full moon spirit bead had changed again, turning into a gray spirit bead. However, with just one thought, the gray bead will also be transformed back into the full moon spirit bead.

Ying Tian knew that when the full moon spirit bead was transformed into the gray spirit bead, the people of the moon god clan also lost their sense of him.

And Qing'er's Qingtian Divine Sword also seemed to sense something, and it actually became smaller, burrowing into Qing'er's dantian, isolating all its breath.

Because of this, everyone lost their sense of the two of them, making them seem to have evaporated from the world.

Along the way, he helped Qing'er get rid of the Nine Netherworld Qi in her body, and he also knew that she had peerless spiritual power, and her cultivation was not weaker than his own, and he vaguely seemed to be better than him.

It's a pity that Qing'er is not very good at using it, otherwise the slightest trace of Nine Netherworld Qi would not be able to trap her.

It's just that before he could ask, Qing'er was sleepy and fell asleep.

Until this moment, Yingcai learned about the "Sister Tsing Yi" from Qing'er's mouth.

"Who is that sister in Tsing Yi who fell to the ground?" Yingtian said in surprise.

"I don't know. I only know that since I came to this Eastern Wilderness City, my body has been controlled by Sister Tsing Yi. The young master met me before was Sister Tsing Yi. It wasn't until in that secret realm that Qing'er woke up. Qing'er thought about it and explained seriously.

"Do you remember how you woke up, and where did that 'Sister Tsing Yi' go?" asked Yingtian.

Qing'er shook her head, and suddenly stretched out her little finger and pointed at her head: "Qing'er feels that Sister Tsing Yi is still here!"

Yingtian was shocked: "Can you feel her?"

Qing'er nodded and said seriously: "Yes, Qing'er can still hear her talking occasionally. Sister Tsing Yi shouldn't be a bad person, although sometimes she is very murderous and domineering, and sometimes she scolds the young master, but Qing'er feels that she is a good person. ”

Yingtian frowned, a trace of gloom attached to his heart, and fell into deep thought:

If she could wake up, then Qing'er would inevitably fall into a deep sleep again. ”

"But she is also an innocent person, if only there was a way to get her and Qing'er separated. ”

"Even if Qing'er loses this body cultivation at that time, it's nothing, after all, Qing'er was just a mortal at the beginning, and she had never cultivated. ”

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, she can't be separated, and something unpredictable will happen in the end!"

Qing'er looked at Yingtian and frowned, and said worriedly: "Young master, don't you think I'm doing well now? Don't think about it! This fish soup is almost cold, young master drink it together!"

Yingtian came back to her senses and shook her head: What's the point of worrying too much at this time? At first, I thought that Qing'er's soul was gone, but now she is still fine?

Yingtian smiled slightly, and tasted the delicious dish with Qing'er.

The good times always pass quickly, only feel a moment of effort, the sky will darken, the flat boat gallops by, making the sound of "whooshing" water, and in the distance deep in the mountains, there are also bursts of crows crying.

On the surface of the river, a trace of mist rose, like a dream, like a fairyland.

Until the middle of the night, a crescent moon slowly rose from the sky, illuminating the entire Yinshan Mountain Range, illuminating the river, illuminating the fiery maple trees, and even illuminating the pair of figures on the boat.

Yingtian lit candles on the bow of the boat, illuminating the small boat.

At this moment, Xiaobai curled up and lay beside Qing'er, and the fiery candlelight made Qing'er's face red, she sat at the bow of the boat, clasped her knees with her hands, looked at the moon in the sky and suddenly smiled: "Young master, this scene is very similar to a poem you once taught me, but the time and artistic conception are not the same." ”

"Oh, Qing'er remembers that poem?"

"The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping. ”

As soon as the words fell, in the deep mountains in the distance, there were suddenly nine loud and long bells: "Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

Xiao Bai stood up instantly when he heard the bell, the white hair on his back stood up like a needle tip, the three tails kept swaying, and its single eye emitted a strange light, staring at the dark depths of the forest.