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Immortal Ziyin, who was far away in Tianyong City, was standing on the top floor of the Jiange Pavilion. He had a serious face, deeply frowned snowy brows, and kept his eyes fixed on the direction of the East China Sea.
It wasn't until he sensed a familiar breath approaching in his consciousness that he let out a sigh of relief, his brows gradually relaxed, revealing a smile that melted the winter snow.
Hongyu stood quietly by the door, looking at the real Ziyin standing with his hands behind his back in the setting sun, he couldn't help laughing.
Chapter One Thousand and Seventy
After the battle of Ouyang Shaogong, peace and stability were finally restored on the earth.
With a big faction like Tianyong City hosting the righteous way, the people can finally cultivate and thrive.
Xu Yi returned to Tianyong City, but something happened here, and he wanted to leave again.
People like him have traveled to countless worlds and met many people, but they always gather less and leave more.
It's just that before leaving this time, Xu Yi still planned to meet the real person Ziyin first, because this departure may be forever, or it may not be.
In the Jiange, Ziyin sat on the futon to meditate and nourish his heart. Wisps of white smoke rose from the sandalwood platform, filling the attic, and the smell was also good.
This is the nourishing herb, a kind of herbal medicine that cultivators of qi and qi practice like to use most. It can calm the mind, settle down faster, and also has the effect of expelling evil spirits.
"Master, please see me!" Outside the door, Xu Yi made a slight bow, waiting for the people inside to reply.
"come in!"
After a while, Ziyin's calm voice came from the Jiange.After Xu Yi heard this, he entered the Jiange.
Three days have passed since the battle of Penglai.In the past three days, Master Ziyin seemed to have noticed something, and kept avoiding Xu Yi.
Today, however, there was no way to avoid it, Xu Yi came to the door, and if he didn't see him, he would see him again.
Master Ziyin slowly opened his eyes, although those eyes looked calm, they were very calm.
But Xu Yi still saw something else in his deep eyes, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.
"Teacher, are you leaving again?" Master Ziyin asked first.
Xu Yi smiled, he didn't expect Master Ziyin to get straight to the point, originally he planned to be more tactful, so he said:
"Yes."
"That's right, with your cultivation base, today's Yongcheng is indeed not a place to stay for a long time." Ziyin sighed.
"Master, Tianyong City will always be my disciple's home, and you will always be my master. This bond will never change." Xu Yi said.
"Hehe, I'm relieved about this as a teacher."
Master Ziyin is a fairy after all, and his state of mind is also very accessible, he is used to parting from life and death, so he doesn't have so many sorrows about parting, it's just that his state of mind is inexplicable.
"If you leave, Tu Su is a genius cultivating immortals, and he will definitely become an immortal within 300 years.
It's just that this child's heart is in the world of mortals, and on the girl doll in Youdu, I'm afraid it's not suitable to stay here in the future. "Ziyin real person said.
"I think as long as Master keeps you, with the filial heart of Junior Brother Tu Su, he will definitely not disobey you." Xu Yi laughed.
Hearing this, Master Ziyin glared at Xu Yi angrily, but with a unique temperament, he said:
"How can you do such things as a teacher? Besides, whether you are in the world of mortals or in Tianyong City, as long as your original intention remains the same, it is the same wherever you practice."
"Then in the future, among the three generations of disciples who will inherit the orthodoxy of Tianyong City, only Junior Brother Lingyue remains," Xu Yi said.
"That's right! Indeed, only Lingyue is left, and among the three of you, only Lingyue really asked with all his heart, without so many distracting thoughts."
Master Ziyin said that he was quite happy with the child Lingyue.
"Miscellaneous thoughts, don't you have any distracting thoughts, Master?" Xu Yi asked with a chuckle.
"What do you mean?" Daoist Ziyin said.
"Sister Hongyu has accompanied you, Master, for more than 1000 years. Could it be possible, Master, that you really think that Sister Hongyu is a sword spirit.
Tu'er can notice how tender Sister Hongyu looks at you, even if it is really a piece of ice, it should melt in 1000 years. "Xu Yi said.
At this time, Hongyu standing outside the Jiange heard what Xu Yi said, and a blush rose on her fair and delicate face.
Hearing this rebellious nonsense, Master Zi Yin's complexion changed drastically, he was so angry that he pointed to Xu Yi and said:
"Rebel, you rebel!"
"Hahaha!"
Xu Yi laughed loudly, and "whoosh" slipped away before Master Ziyin could react.
When he ran out the door, Xu Yi deliberately blinked at the dazed Hongyu.
Hongyu was even more dazed, her heart was thumping up and down quickly without stopping.
She wanted to enter the Jiange to meet Ziyin, but she couldn't get in when she looked at the threshold that was so close at hand.
It was as if a thousand catties of lead had been injected into it, making it impossible to move.
For a long time, the moods of both the insiders and the outsiders were in the same ups and downs.
"What are you doing standing outside the door, come in!" Zi Yin's words came.
Hongyuxin tensed suddenly, and walked into the sword pavilion mechanically and like a puppet on a string. Looking at the person in front of her, she couldn't help lowering her head, and said in a buzzing voice: "Meet the elder holding the sword."
Accompanying him for thousands of years, Hongyu has been by Ziyin's side since he consciously started.
But there has never been such an embarrassment like today. Today's mood is really bad.
Master Ziyin looked at the person in front of him complicatedly, his serious and indifferent eyes suddenly changed, full of memories and thoughts, and said:
"Hongyu, let me tell you a story!"
"Story?" Hongyu looked puzzled.
Master Ziyin didn't look at other things, but said to himself:
"One thousand and five hundred years ago, there was no Tianyong City at that time, and there were only Shushan, Qionghua, and Changliu three sects in the righteous way of cultivating immortals.
But this story begins with a boy named Murong Ziying from the Qionghua sect..."
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At the foot of Tianyong City, Xu Yi walked quietly on the hundred-step jade ladder, thinking that it was from here that he was spotted by Immortal Ziyin and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.
Looking back on the past, I don't regret it.Xu Yi walked step by step, and his thoughts wandered far, far away.