Like Huofeng Tower, in the attic where Yaoguangfeng Xuanjing lived, the bright yellow candlelight was bright all night.

As soon as Xiang Xuelan returned to Yaoguang Peak, she went straight to Xuanjing's residence, and then told her everything that happened in the Xuantian Secret Realm.

After the excitement of the initial meeting, Xiang Xuelan handed over the space ring where the pill book was stored to Xuanjing.

Xuanjing only took out a few classics and skimmed through them cursoryly. Just like Wan Beichen, she returned it to Xiang Xuelan and instructed her to keep it away and not to listen to anyone, including her fellow teachers and sisters.

After many years of separation, they suddenly met, and they were two women again, so they naturally began to gossip all night, all of which were intimate and considerate words.

Although it is useless, it is better to be comfortable, and it releases the feelings that have been held in my heart for three years.

It wasn't until the sky was dark and other female disciples asked to see each other that the news that Xiang Xuelan was alive spread from Yaoguang Peak.

Bang!

The door of Han Rou's room was suddenly pushed open, and a female disciple hurriedly ran in, with an indelible excitement on her face.

"Senior Sister Han, Senior Sister Han!" The female disciple's face turned red, and she screamed twice, and then she didn't see Han Rou's figure, so she continued to shout: "Senior sister, senior sister, huhu...... Senior sister, she's back!"

"Senior sister, master...... Senior Sister!" Han Rou sat up from the bed, stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

She immediately jumped off the bed, forgot to put on her clothes, grabbed the female disciple's arm, and asked in disbelief, "You mean, Senior Sister is not dead, she, she is back?"

The female disciple nodded again and again, and said, "That's right, Senior Sister is there for three years, Senior Sister she ......"

Before Han Rou could finish speaking, she hurriedly rushed out of the door and ran towards Xuanjing's attic......

At this time, the attic of Xuanjing was already full of female disciples of Yingying Yanyan.

They were all excited, chattering around Xiang Xuelan, asking here and there. It's a little more lively than the New Year's holiday, and I almost celebrated with a few firecrackers.

Han Rou responded to the people blocking the door and squeezed in hard.

When she came out of the crowd and saw Xiang Xuelan, dressed in white, standing alive in front of her, she smiled for the first time in three years.

"Big Sister ......"

Han Rou shouted, and hugged Xiang Xuelan, pearl-like tears, sliding across the snow-white smiling face.

Xiang Xuelan hugged her quietly for a while, and then pushed her away, brushed the grievances on her cheeks with her sleeve, and said softly: "Senior sister, I'm worried about you......"

Han Rou shook her head and said, "As long as Senior Sister can be safe, I won't worry about anything." ”

Xiang Xuelan looked at Han Rou, who looked haggard in front of her, and felt a pain in her heart, and felt a trace of guilt for no reason. He took out a set of clothes, put them on for her, and said, "Why did you run out with only a single coat?"

Han Rou said: "I'm so excited...... Forgot about ...... for a while."

Xuanjing was quiet by nature, but when he saw that the disciples were happy because of Xiang Xuelan's return, he couldn't bear to criticize anything, so he said loudly: "Xuelan, you must be tired too, take them down to rest......

"Yes, Master!"

After Xiang Xuelan responded, she and the sisters said goodbye to Xuanjing, and walked out of Xuanjing's attic with a smile.

At that moment, a paper butterfly fluttered its wings and fluttered in from the window.

The paper butterfly landed on Xuanjing's shoulder, and then Mo Qinghe's magnetic voice came out: "Senior Sister Xuanjing, I have made fragrant tea for you here......"

Xuanjing took the paper butterfly down, and with a finger pinch, a flame appeared out of thin air, lit it, and soon turned it to ashes, and she got up and walked out of the attic.

The same scene also happened in Wan Beichen's room.

Half an hour later, the three of them sat down in a secret room in Tianshu Peak, but where did the fragrant tea come from?

Mo Qinghe's expression was solemn, he glanced at the two of them, and said, "Presumably the two of you already know the whole story, what should you do about it?"

"Hmph!" Wan Beichen snorted and said, "How can my apprentice give the things he earned with his life to others?"

Xuanjing was actually unusual, he didn't go against him this time, and he also nodded: "Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and if such a inheritance is revealed casually, it can cause turmoil in the Shenzhou Continent, and it can't be publicized!"

Mo Qinghe saw that the two of them were thinking the same as himself, laughed, and said: "Yes, the hero sees the same thing, and the friendship of the same family is important, but compared to my son's life, it is not worth mentioning." ”

The idea of a few people is very simple, that is, to conceal the harvest of the three disciples this time, mainly to conceal the peak masters of the other main peaks, as well as the head Gu Taiqing.

If Gu Taiqing and the other peak masters learned about it, from their point of view, they would definitely try to get these inheritances.

The reason is very sufficient, and it is high-sounding, that is, the love of the same sect cannot be ignored, and the development of the sect is the top priority.

When the time comes, the entire inheritance will be handed over, and the three of Wan Beichen will feel at a loss, how can the things that the disciples have worked so hard to obtain be handed over to others in a word?

Besides, who doesn't want his disciples to stand out from the crowd and become a dragon and a phoenix? If they all hand it over, what advantages do Mu Wanfeng and the others have?

It's not that they didn't want to hand over only a part of it and then hide a part. But the consequence of this is to attract people's attention, and even lead people to hate.

People who have received benefits will inevitably think that you still have something to hide, and if you don't tell them, they will become jealous over time, and then they will have bad thoughts......

It's like if you've been doing bad things, and suddenly one day the sun is big and round, and you're in a good mood and you've done a good thing. Others will be flattered and grateful, thinking that you are a prodigal son who turns back and does not go to the Qinglou.

And you have always been good to others, and suddenly one day it is rainy, you are in a bad mood, and you do a bad thing, others will think that what you did before was taken for granted, and now you have changed.

Sometimes, people are so cheap, you can't always think of others as good.

Instead of doing this thankless task, it is better to make a fortune by yourself.

After the three of Mu Wanfeng grew up, they all inherited the position of the peak master, and at that time, whether these things were rewarded or given up was decided by themselves.

Wan Beichen and they knew that Mu Wanfeng and the three of them had disappeared for three years, and they suddenly came back intact, and they would soon spread in Yuntian Palace, and Gu Taiqing would definitely ask about it at that time.

They all have the same idea in their hearts, and now they are just discussing how to unify their voices and pave the way for Mu Wanfeng and the three of them, so that they will not be so bumpy in the future......

Yaoguang Peak

Xiang Xuelan finally managed to deal with the sisters and the elders who rushed to hear the news, and only she and Han Rou were left in the room.

After chatting for a few more words, Han Rou finally couldn't help it, hesitated for a while, and asked worriedly, "Senior sister, ...... Is he still alive?"

There was hope, longing, and uneasiness in the tone, worried about hearing the worst news from Xiang Xuelan's mouth.

Xiang Xuelan was stunned when she heard this, and her eyes unconsciously glanced away.

Seeing her like this, Han Rou suddenly poured a basin of cold winter ice water, cold from her head to the soles of her feet, and her body was about to be planted backwards in a shake.

Xiang Xuelan knew that she had misunderstood, so she hurriedly held her up and said, "Senior sister, he, he's fine, he's still alive." ”

"Really?" Han Rou stared at Xiang Xuelan and asked suspiciously, "Senior Sister, are you really trying to make me happy......?"

Xiang Xuelan interrupted uneasily: "He has already returned to Kaiyang Peak, if you don't believe it, you can go over and find him." ”

Han Rou was stunned by the sudden joy, and she didn't notice that Xiang Xuelan's tone was a little wrong.

"Then I'll go over now, will it disturb his rest?" Han Rou asked worriedly.

"I don't know," Xiang Xuelan paused for a moment, and then added, "He just went back, maybe like me just now, he is surrounded by a group of senior brothers......

Hearing this, Han Rou immediately became deflated: "Oh~"

However, how could the obsession in her heart be easily dispelled, she quickly became happy, and said, "I can go to his cabin and wait for him." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly ran out, leaving Xiang Xuelan alone, sighing alone......

Mu Wanfeng hugged the rice, carried the millet, and walked on the way home, still in a state of confusion, with a ghostly look.

From Huofeng Tower to the cabin, although this section of the road is a little long, it is not too far, and the journey of a stick of incense usually takes a whole hour just now.

Like Xiang Xuelan, as soon as the morning dawned, his news spread in Kaiyang Peak.

Then people came to visit him one after another, whether they knew him or not, and surrounded him.

Then he began to ask this and that, the meaning of care was overflowing, and all of them were sincere.

According to Mu Wanfeng's normal thinking, when these senior brothers heard that he was alive, even if they didn't want him to disappear immediately, they should have mocked him a few words.

But such a reversal made him wonderful, strange, and strange.

As the saying goes, don't hit smiling people when you reach out, Mu Wanfeng doesn't care if they are hypocritical or her own villain's heart, she responded to the care of all the senior brothers one by one.

"Hiss~ This group of deflated calves is really heavy!" Mu Wanfeng rubbed his shoulders and complained.

Since Kaiyang Peak is basically a male disciple, he has formed a habit of greeting, that is, before speaking, slap the other party first.

So much so that Mu Wanfeng is still aching in her arms and shoulders, and if she doesn't apply some medicine, it is estimated that she will be swollen for a day or two.

Walking to the cabin, Mu Wanfeng was dumbfounded again.

The hut was still as before, quietly shaded under the trees, except that the front steps stretched forward, and there was a tombstone with his name written on it.

The tomb of the deceased husband Mu Wanfeng!

Dead husband?

Looking at the crooked font on the stele, Mu Wanfeng had a rough idea in her heart, shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Xia'er, this girl, I really want to play a ......."

After saying that, he began to hesitate again, whether to bulldoze his tomb or not?

Although it is said that this tomb is his own, but the person who made this tomb is not himself, is this his own thing?

You said don't bulldoze it, I looked at it and panicked, you said bulldozing, and then Wan Qianxia had to come over and cry again.

Mu Wanfeng sighed: "Alas, I have a headache......"

"What's the headache?"

As soon as he finished sighing, a voice sounded from behind him.