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Chapter 611: Back to Cangyun

In the year of Bingyin, the fifth day of the first month of November, the winter solstice.

Two years ago, in the year of Jiazi, the world was very lively, the sword light flashed on the cliff of the broken sky, the magic weapon was vertical and horizontal, and the new generation of cultivators in the world stepped into the forefront of history, and the older generation of cultivators began to gradually withdraw from the stage of history.

Last year's Yichou year, the turmoil in Middle-earth continued, and the undercurrent between Cangyunmen and Xuantian Sect was turbulent, in order to direct attention to the outside, Xuantian Sect almost set off a war between the righteous and demon.

This year's Bingyin Year was unusually calm, and the Demon Sect had withdrawn almost all its tentacles that extended to Middle-earth, and almost overnight, all the Demon Sect disciples disappeared in Middle-earth.

On this day of the winter solstice, there was a major event, and the Xuantian Sect announced to the public that Wu Quan, who had the highest rank in the sect, had passed away with the Feather Immortal seven days ago, at the age of 718.

The funeral post was taken by the disciples of Xuantian Sect to various sects in Middle Earth, Cangyunmen received the post at noon on the same day, and the reception was Gu Jianchi and the Great Elder Yunhe Daoren, and mourned the disciples of Cangyunmen who sent the post, and after sending the people away, it is said that Yunhe Daoist people laughed three times, were in a happy mood, and walked with a small song.

Gu Jianchi immediately passed the news to his mentor Yu Jizi who was in retreat in the cave, and others didn't know Yu Jizi's reaction, but Gu Jianchi on the side saw it clearly.

"Dead one! Finally dead one! Qiankunzi, I see how long you can last!"

Wu Quan's death is a big bad news for Xuantian Sect, but it is great news for Cangyun Gate, and the disciples of Cangyun Sect, who are also allies of the righteous path, no one is sad for Wu Quan, a former predecessor who once dominated the world, and some are just full of joy.

No quantum is immortal, no one dares to attack Xuantian Sect, now it is different, there is only one Qiankunzi left to support it, and Yujizi basically has no worries.

Qiankunzi is almost six hundred years old, too old, and Yujizi is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, he feels that as long as he waits for a few more years, when Qiankunzi also dies, Xuantianzong will have nothing to fear, and the rest of the people, Mu Shenxian is a character, and other elders such as the Kunlun Three Monsters, Xuantian Twelve Immortals, are not to worry.

Surrendering without a fight is the highest level of the art of war.

Yujizi feels like this now, as long as he lives longer than the enemy, why bother to engage in those crooked ways?

No quantum is dead, happy is happy, and the kung fu on the surface still has to be in place.

Yu Jizi personally wrote a memorial letter, sending Li Feiyu, the first seat of Zhengyang Peak, the first seat of the four veins, the first Yunhai Dao person of Chaoxia Peak, and the great elders of the Reincarnation Peak, Yunhe Dao people, Qingfeng Dao people, and the former Kunlun Mountain Xuantian Sect to express their condolences to show their grief.

Today is the winter solstice, a good day, you have to eat dumplings, Yang Shijiu packed a lot of dumplings, in fact, she and the master drunk Taoist people can't eat these, but with Wangcai, a big foodie, it's different, Wangcai's small belly can eat the meals of three adults, and he doesn't burp, he is definitely a foodie.

As a result, he received a condolence post from Xuantian Sect at noon, and in less than an hour, the master drunk Taoist and Yunhe Daoren and Li Feiyu went to Xuantian Sect to mourn for Wu Quantum on behalf of the head of the jade machine, which made Yang Shijiu want to cry without tears, and the master didn't even eat a bite of the dumplings he worked so hard to make, which was really sad.

In the afternoon, it snowed on Cangyun Mountain, the snow was not heavy, mixed with light rain, cold and cold.

Yang Shijiu cooked a pot of dumplings, put them on a plate and threw them on the table, there were several plates.

She and Wangcai ate one by one, and felt a little depressed in her heart, this no quantum would not die and play for a long time, but she died at this time, and the master and his old man hurriedly rushed to Xuantian Sect thousands of miles away to investigate, and they didn't even eat hot dumplings on the winter solstice.

Wangcai doesn't care, as long as there is food, it can eat until the sky is old, the sea is dry and rotten, two years have passed, it has changed a lot, the pale yellow fluff that used to be all over the body has begun to recede, revealing a bright red fluff like fire, and there is really a trend of development like a fire phoenix bird.

Just as soon as they saw its old man's size, everyone immediately dispelled this idea, and the fat pig like a fire phoenix had never heard of it.

Wangcai had already killed two plates of dumplings on the table, one at a time, without even chewing it, pecked one dumpling, raised his neck and slipped his stomach.

I don't know how many I ate, when Wangcai raised his neck again and was about to eat a dumpling, suddenly the dumpling seemed to be stuck in his neck, and he coughed several times.

Yang Shijiu hugged Wangcai angrily and lifted it upside down, and at this time, the dumpling stuck in his neck fell to the ground with a grunt.

But Wangcai didn't continue to eat, but stretched his neck, and his two big eyes rolled around, as if he felt something.

Just when Yang Shijiu was puzzled, Wangcai suddenly fluttered from Yang Shijiu's hand to the ground, flapping his wings, and making a squeaky scream from his mouth, as if he was very excited, and his round head hit the door, and as a result, he was hit with a fart squat.

Yang Shijiu felt that Wangcai was very wrong today, and just shouted: "Die Wangcai, are you tired of living, and want to commit suicide......"

Before he could finish speaking, a familiar voice came from the courtyard outside the door.

"Master, Master, I'm back! This new home is good, it's much better than the old broken yard, Master, Master...... Little sister ......"

Yang Shijiu's body was shocked, and he hurriedly opened the door, only to see his senior brother Ye Xiaochuan standing in the wind and snow shouting.

I haven't seen each other for two years, and my senior brother seems to have grown taller, and there is a layer of white snow on his clothes and hair, which seems to be a little sluggish.

"Senior brother!"

Yang Nineteenth was overjoyed and pounced on Ye Xiaochuan to hug him.

Ye Xiaochuan was suddenly hugged by a tall beauty, and was startled, could it be the little junior sister Yang Shijiu?

He pushed Yang Shijiu away, looking at the tall and beautiful woman in front of him wearing the costume of a female disciple of Cangyun Sect, although it had changed a lot from two years ago, the heroic spirit of the chivalrous woman on his face had not diminished at all.

"Little junior sister?"

Ye Xiaochuan finally determined that the beauty in front of him was his little junior sister, so there was nothing to worry about, and he opened his arms and gave Yang Shijiu a big hug, eat some tofu, rub some oil or something.

Wangcai is furious!

This stinky boy didn't seem to see himself, and he knew that he was taking advantage of a woman, and he squeaked angrily. Ye Xiaochuan had already seen Wangcai, but now it is still the most important thing to have emotional exchanges with the little junior sister, and he is disgusted with Wangcai, so he kicked Wangcai away.

After hugging for a while, Yang Shijiu also woke up from the initial joy, feeling that the senior brother's heart was not pure, and his hands touched his back all the way to his waist, and there was a tendency to extend to his buttocks.

Out of a woman's instinctive reaction, Yang Shijiu kicked out from an incredible angle, and Ye Xiaochuan flew to Wangcai's side.