The mortal world, the Zixiao faction, the purple peak of the hidden peak.

Ten years ago, the head of the family has been living in seclusion here.

However, what the whole Zixiao didn't know was that in addition to Zhong Lingyun, the real person in charge, there was also the ancestor Sima Yuan in the hidden peak.

Ten years ago, Zhong Lingyun successfully crossed the catastrophe, was promoted to the pseudo-god realm, and reached the top of the entire world in one fell swoop, overlooking thousands of generations.

In the past ten years, the deputy head Qin Xin's methods of governing the sect and controlling all parties have become more and more skilled, until now he is comfortable and handy.

And what outsiders don't know is that as the deputy head Qin Xin has become more and more skilled in controlling the Quartet, his cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds, and he has been growing rapidly.

It seems that the later it goes, the faster its cultivation grows.

According to the obscure news coming from the Zixiao Palace, the deputy head of the sect had reached the realm of a half-step primordial infant twenty years ago.

Now look at it, unfathomable!

The whole sect gasped when they heard this, and it took only more than a hundred years to reach the true realm of the Yuanying, such a terrifying cultivation speed was better than that of the real people in charge, and it could be called a demon!

But then they were excited, and now the head of the sect is still alive, and the deputy head of the sect has amazing cultivation talents, all of which indicate that the Zixiao Sect will be more prosperous and stable in the future.

This is the blessing of Zixiao, the blessing of the Central Plains.

Perhaps, it is very likely that the 'millennium plan' proposed by the previous head Ji Shuye will be realized in the next head.

However, these secret rumors in the sect naturally will not spread to the hidden peak.

Today's atmosphere is quite dignified.

I saw several people standing silently on the top of the hidden peak, such as the evil god, Zhong Lingyun, Bo Ling and Zhan Tan and others.

I don't know when a pavilion was built on the top of the hidden peak, it is as high as three zhang, the eaves are cocked, the carved beams are painted, the dignity is not luxurious.

The pavilion pillar is made of the wood of the Beihai millennium sunken sea, and the green and green tiles are taken from the spiritual soil of the five mountains of Nanmang, and even the stone slabs paved on the ground are from the holy mountain of the East Wilderness Zichuan Country 'Ziji Peak', not to mention the Sanskrit of the small West Heaven Buddha statue carved on the beam, which can be said to be all over the four seas and five mountains, and enjoy the dignity of the world.

And in the pavilion, a decadent and handsome man was sitting.

The man was disheveled and his robe was old, as if he had not taken care of it for at least several years.

There were thousands of wine gourds and bottles and jars at his feet, and a thick smell of wine spread out in all directions.

This wine is not ordinary wine, but the 'drunken immortal brew' paid tribute by the Shengquan Kingdom in the northern part of the Eastern Wilderness, and it is rumored that this wine can drunk the immortals, but it is not known whether it is true or false.

But it should be true to watch the man get drunk.

The evil god outside the pavilion stood indifferently, his eyes were calm, his expression was flat, and he didn't seem to be worried at all.

The Bodhisattva continued to chant the Buddha's name, as if whispering, 'The sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore'.

However, if you listen carefully, you will find that this monk still pops out of his mouth from time to time with a sentence such as 'love has hurt people the most since ancient times', 'asking what is the love in the world, only making people pierce their stomachs' and so on.

In front of several people, Zhong Lingyun was the closest, and he could almost touch the man in the pavilion.

But Zhong Lingyun looked silent, looking at the decadent and sluggish appearance of the man in the pavilion, she was almost broken.

There seemed to be blood on his face, as if it was not a day's work.

After a while, a slight sound came from the sky, and everyone didn't look back, only Zhan Tan glanced back, it was Qin Xin, the deputy head of Zixiao.

After Qin Xin approached, she didn't pretend to be sad, but just lowered her eyebrows and approached, and bowed to Zhong Lingyun.

Zhong Lingyun nodded silently and did not speak.

The man in the pavilion was none other than Sima Yuan.

Since returning from the upper realm, Sima Yuan has always been like this.

Shut yourself in the pavilion, silent, silent.

Ten years like a day, never said a word.

At the beginning, the peak of Yinfeng was just a bald stone, but Zhong Lingyun mobilized the spiritual materials of the Quartet to personally cast this pavilion.

Of course, it is inevitable to ask the Bodhisattva spirit and the evil god to cast spells to refine some forbidden formations.

At first, it was just to shelter Sima Yuan from the wind and rain, but later he was worried that his mind would be opened and taken advantage of by evil demons, so he added Buddhist French to ward off evil spirits.

In the past ten years, the evil god, Bo Ling, and Zhantan have occasionally come to see Sima Yuan, and after seeing that Sima Yuan is still so decadent, they left without saying a word.

Zhong Lingyun didn't know what happened to Sima Yuan, and she never asked, but Qin Xin asked Bo Lingren, but he only gave the word 'emotional injury' and stopped mentioning it.

In fact, if you ask them, they don't know what it is.

At that time, the fighting method was critical, and after seeing Sima Yuan and the Miaohua Divine Empress vaguely say a few words, it was like this.

Of course, it seems that he was also captured for a moment by the Empress Miaohua.

No one knows what happened to Sima Yuan during this time.

And since he was so depressed, depressed, and even depraved, he never said a word.

Just keep drinking, keep drinking.

Suddenly, Zhong Lingyun turned his head slightly, looked at the evil god, and secretly said, "Can the seniors tell the juniors what happened to my uncle?"

The evil god glanced at her, muttered a little, and said slowly: "After Sima Daoyou and I broke through the realm, I met the queen mother of the god Chengtian Miaohua. ”

He paused in his tone and said softly: "That one is exactly the same as the Qingxiu Fairy of your sect."

Qingxiu Fairy's name is Chen Qingwan, who is not only Sima Yuan's senior sister, but also Zhong Lingyun's uncle.

Zhong Lingyun's pupils widened suddenly, her breath was a little unstable, and there seemed to be joy and excitement in her eyes, she hurriedly asked, "Is my uncle ever okay?"

The evil god shook his head and said, "Although that person is exactly the same as Qingxiu Fairy, it is not her. ”

Zhong Lingyun frowned, and after a little silence, he said, "The senior said that that person had something to do with my third uncle?"

After the evil god glanced at Sima Yuan, he hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said, "I suspect that Fairy Qingxiu is the soul of that person!"

Zhong Lingyun was immediately shocked, and then Qiaoqiao's face turned white, and his breath was a little disordered.

Qin Xin on the side suddenly saw that the senior sister in charge of the house was abnormal, and immediately held her up.

Qin Xin immediately helped Zhong Lingyun to sit down, and asked with a little anxious face, "Senior sister, are you okay?"

Zhong Lingyun closed her eyes slightly, as if she was dizzy, and it was difficult to stand.

Immediately Bo Ling approached, and after glancing at Zhong Lingyun, he recited the Buddha's name and said, "She's fine, she's just a little tired." ”

Tired? Qin Xin frowned, Senior Sister is a demigod, how can she be tired?

Bo Ling glanced at the back of Xiao Suo in the pavilion and said softly: "Your senior sister is tired."

Qin Xin's heart tightened, she tightly held Zhong Lingyun's condensed wrist, gritted her teeth, and said worriedly: "Senior sister in charge."

After Zhong Lingyun's eyes closed slightly, she gently exhaled turbid air, slowly opened her eyes, smiled at Qin Xin, and said softly: "Senior sister is fine, don't worry." ”

Qin Xin nodded immediately, and after accompanying Zhong Lingyun for a while, she suddenly got up and walked towards the pavilion.

Under the surprise of the evil god, Bo Ling lowered his eyebrows, and Zhong Lingyun exclaimed, Qin Xin suddenly slammed into the pavilion barrier.

With a snap, the barrier was easily broken by her.

Everyone was a little stunned, and then they saw Qin Xin get up and look at Sima Yuan in front of him, as if there was anger on his face.

At this time, Zhong Lingyun got up with difficulty, and said to Qin Xin weakly: "Xin'er, don't be rude to Uncle Shi!"

Qin Xin's face was a little hesitant and hesitant, but after seeing Zhong Lingyun's face pale with blood, she immediately gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, and said to Sima Yuanyan with a straight face: "Master, how long will you be decadent?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire peak of the hidden peak fell silent, silent.

Sima Yuan's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was silent.

Zhong Lingyun's face turned pale again, and he said sharply to Qin Xin: "Xin'er, you are presumptuous!!"

"Why do you talk to Uncle Shi like this? Hurry up and quit!"

Qin Xin looked stubborn and said resolutely: "No, I don't!"

She turned her head to look at Sima Yuan and said seriously: "Master, I don't know what kind of grief you have suffered, but I know that you are very sad and painful. ”

She paused for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "But the apprentice just wants to tell you that master, you don't live only for you, you still have apprentices and me, you still have the head of the senior sister, and you also have the 100,000 disciples and grandchildren of the Zixiao Sect and the Shenxiao Sect!"

She said word by word: "Moreover, the life and death of all of us are closely related to the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of you, Master!"

"Master, you are happy, the apprentice will be happy from the bottom of his heart, and the senior sister in charge is even more happy and incoherent; if you are not happy, the apprentice will tremble, and the senior sister in charge will also be cramped and flustered; Master, you are in pain, and the apprentice can also empathize, and the senior sister in charge will be even more grief-stricken! Master, your breath is about all of us, all Zixiao disciples!"

Her expression was solemn, her words were heavy, and her atmosphere was even more solemn.

Only Zhong Lingyun couldn't cry and whimpered.

Over the years, she naturally knows the experience of the little uncle, and she can feel the pain buried in the uncle's heart.

Even, every time the junior uncle went to the graves of the third uncle Chen Qingwan and the master Lu Zhaoyang, she was clear.

Because, every time her uncle left, she would silently light three sticks of incense to those masters who only heard her name and did not know anyone.

Especially after the death of the third uncle, the uncle went to Jianfeng to visit the grave more often.

Every time she saw the lonely figure of Uncle Shi standing alone, she broke her liver and intestines, and she could understand the pain in Uncle Xiao's heart better than anyone else.

Because, she also loves the third uncle.

All along, she has been silently supporting him behind her uncle Sima Yuan.

Help him look at Sword Peak, help him look at Zixiao Sect.

also helped him look at the graves of the third uncle Chen Qingwan and the master Lu Zhaoyang.

She thought about how good it would be if she could look at these graves for Uncle Xiao like this in this life, and wait silently behind Uncle Xiao for the rest of her life.

She sometimes feels sorry for herself, and her cultivation is not enough, so she can't help the little uncle

He killed the enemy, helped him ward off disasters, and helped him survive one disaster after another.

Therefore, when Sun Bozong took out the jade pendant, she was really moved.

She has to work hard to cultivate and strive to help Uncle Xiao as soon as possible.

Every time, when Uncle Xiao's lonely and sad back appeared in Jianfeng, her heart would be like a knife.

And she also went from respect at the beginning, to love later, to empathy, to admiration, and finally to the current silent waiting.

He was like a father and a husband to her.

Because she admires her little uncle.

The feelings accumulated in the past more than 100 years seem to have opened a small valve today.

It was as if a spring was gushing out.

At this moment, Zhong Lingyun cried silently.

In the pavilion, Sima Yuan's back froze.

After a few moments of silence, he slowly got up, then turned to look at the crowd.

Qin Xin turned her anger into joy, panting in her heart, and she still had an indignant look on her little face.

The evil god was not alarmed, and the Bodhisattva Spirit accepted the Buddha's name, and said with a relaxed expression: "Congratulations to Daoist friends for breaking through the heart barrier and going to the next level." ”

Sima Yuan bowed his head lightly, and then he shook slightly, and the dust, dirt, and stench on his body were all shaken off and dispersed.

At the same time, all those depressions, those depravity, those decadence, and those depravity seem to have vanished and disappeared.

A silver-white robe was draped, and the long black hair was restrained again.

It's like yesterday, nothing has changed.

At this moment, Sima Yuan returned again.

Then he looked at Qin Xin who was approaching, and the little girl was so frightened that she subconsciously took half a step back, and then her face showed a blush.

Sima Yuan nodded with a smile, hesitated, and raised his hand to touch Qin Xin's little head.

Unexpectedly, this action directly scared Qin Xin stupid.

You must know that since she entered the Zixiao Sect, Shizun has never touched her head.

Then Sima Yuan walked into Zhong Lingyun, looking at the bloodstains on her face, tears stained the placket on her chest over and over again.

Especially Zhong Lingyun's mental power, most of it was lost.

These are all caused by worrying about Sima Yuan and having trouble sleeping and eating.

Sima Yuan raised his hand, gently wiped away Zhong Lingyun's tears with his thumb, his eyes rarely showed distress and pity, and said softly: "Silly girl, Uncle Shi is fine." ”

Zhong Lingyun immediately threw herself into Sima Yuan's arms, and she didn't dare to cry in spite of it.

At this time, the evil gods, bodhisattvas, and Zhantan and others very consciously ran away.

The last one to leave silently was Qin Xin, who reluctantly glanced at her master Sima Yuan and her senior sister Zhong Lingyun before leaving quietly.

Zhong Lingyun threw herself into Sima Yuan's arms and cried without any scruples.

This cry seems to cry out the love, grievances, distress and discomfort of the past decades.

She knew that Uncle Shi had carried too much pain and hatred, and also carried too much responsibility, and she herself silently carried too much for Uncle Xiao.

But all along, Uncle Xiao told everyone, and she never told anyone about it.

She didn't feel bitter before, but after seeing Uncle Xiao's pain, she felt pain, hesitation and panic.

Because, she can't do without him.

She had too many things to say to Sima Yuan in her heart, such as the hatred about the master, all the past of the third uncle, and the big and small problems within the sect.

She also has a lot of grievances and a lot of pain.

Of course, it is more about the attachment to the little uncle.

Too much, too much.

But when all the words came to his lips, they all turned into one sentence.

Zhong Lingyun whimpered and said, "Uncle Xiao, if you leave, what will Yun'er do?" ”

"Uncle Shi, Yun'er is so scared. ”

"The day her father left, Yun'er was scared. ”

"The day the third uncle left, Yun'er was also afraid. ”

"Uncle Shi, you said, if you have an accident, what will you do with Yun'er. ”

Sima Yuan's heart was shocked, looking at Zhong Lingyun in his arms, his calm but dead eyes finally showed a trace of brilliance after a trace of pain.

His eyes were gentle, and he gently patted Zhong Lingyun in his arms, his voice was gentle, and he said softly: "It's okay, Uncle Xiao is fine." ”

He said in a calm tone and gently: "Don't worry, Uncle Xiao will not leave you alone." ”

"Uncle Shi still has a lot of things to do, I still have to protect you, and I have to rescue your third uncle, and there are many, many things. ”

The soft fluorescence in his hand enveloped Zhong Lingyun, and he whispered: "Sleep, just sleep." ”

Zhong Lingyun in his arms didn't know when, and gradually fell asleep.

There seemed to be a soft snoring in Joan's nose.

Her hands gripped Sima Yuan's robe so tightly that she couldn't pull it open.

As if he was afraid that Sima Yuan would suddenly leave like this.

Sima Yuan kept holding Zhong Lingyun like this.

Hold it all the time.