The only way

Chapter 578 The Apprentice Picked Up
Zhantai Mingyue was picked up by her master in Penglai.

It is a sunny day, the wind is beautiful, the sky is bright and the air is clear.

Under the sunshine, the azure blue sea shimmers with shimmering fine fragments of light, as if a thin layer of gold powder is sprinkled on the blue jasper, which is both dazzling and gentle.

The sea breeze was blowing gently, Penglai Yidu Zhenjun who had returned from visiting friends casually sat on a simple wooden boat, and drifted to the distance on the sea with the waves.

A man who looked only in his thirties had a sloppy beard, long hair loosely loose, thick black eyebrows, narrow eyes half-closed, holding a half-tilted wine jug in his hand, with one knee bent , with one hand on his knees, the spout of the jug facing his mouth, tilting his head up, and the crystal clear wine fell into his mouth.

The other hand that was free was not idle either, tapping nimbly on the ship's side with five fingers, humming a few out-of-tune tunes from time to time.

The whole person could not see the demeanor and demeanor of Yuanying Zhenjun at all.

On a piece of blue sea, a figure suddenly appeared from mid-air, and then fell heavily into the sea directly in front of the boat, splashing water several feet high.

The seemingly thin and simple boat, in the waves of the waves, is as stable as Mount Tai, without the slightest shake, and even the speed of travel has not changed at all. Facing the surging waves, it is still heading towards the established direction without any haste. Drove slowly.

When the boat passed by the silver figure floating on the sea, Yidu Zhenjun, who was half-closed, tapped his index finger on the side of the boat lightly, as if the silver figure had been spit out by the sea. A string of water splashes fell on the stern of the boat.

From the beginning to the end, the speed of the boat did not change. After picking up the silver figure, there was no other movement from Yidu Zhenjun.

And the silver figure that was scooped up just lay on the stern of the boat, covered in ragged clothes and wet hair, and lay there unconsciously for a full month.

When he woke up again, he had already arrived in Penglai.

Zhan Taimingyue, whose soul was injured, with no cultivation base and a blank mind, was accepted as a disciple of Zhenjun Yidu, named Qingyue.

Later, she became the Holy Maiden of Qingyue.

The injury to the soul caused fragments to appear in Zhan Taimingyue's memory. With the improvement and recovery of his cultivation, the soul was also constantly being repaired, and more and more fragments of memory emerged.

It wasn't until he broke through to the Golden Core realm that all his memories finally became smooth.

On the deck that day, Zhan Taimingyue, who used her Ling Eyes, had already discovered something was wrong with Lingchu, but she didn't speak out, because she was also guessing whether the other party was Lingchu.

This is the Boundless Sea, a place that I had never even heard of when I was in Donglu.

Since Zhan Taimingyue recovered her memory, she hoped to find everything that might be related to Donglu, but was also afraid of finding anything related to Donglu.

Donglu is her hometown, and Sanqing is her teacher, with her teachers, peers, friends, and relatives.

But Penglai is also her sect, who trained her to become a saint, and her master Yidu Zhenjun is also her savior.

Zhan Taimingyue was tangled in her heart.

After really getting to know Lingchu, he was completely relieved. Since Junior Sister Lingchu appeared here, it meant that the outcome of the matter would always be settled.

After so many years of hesitation and anxiety, when the dust is about to settle and a choice must be made, it will make people feel relieved.

Therefore, before Zhantai Mingyue returned to Penglai, Lingchu stayed in Yuehua Pavilion.

Both of them have a stomach full of questions waiting to ask each other.

Lingchu wanted to know Zhan Taimingyue's experiences over the years.

Zhan Taimingyue wants to know whether Donglu's old friends and teachers are okay.

Naturally, they hit it off immediately, and the topic seemed to never be finished.

These topics include happiness, sadness, admiration, and emotion, but they gradually bring the two who have been separated for decades closer.

Time has no end, but the journey always has an end.

Penglai, a fairy mountain outside the boundless sea.

The celestial energy condenses the three mountains, and the fan eight wastes.

The color of the tide clouds, the sun shines through the waves.

Yujie gave birth to Bailu, and Yejiu invaded Luo socks.

I know that Penglai is a different world, and the clear water and waves are thousands of miles away.

Morning clouds and evening rain, smog and smog, this is a fairy island gently wrapped by snow-white clouds and mists, the pavilions are white, blue waves are vast, under the rays of light, it is beautiful but refined like a landscape painting.

No wonder, Penglai is known as the fairy mountain outside the world.

During the travel, the clouds and mists are misty, the jade steps are like snow, the fragrance is tangy, and the cranes and birds are singing.

At the beginning of Lingling, she followed Senior Sister Mingyue and the Holy Maiden of Wuge to walk in the Penglai Fairy Island. The journey was unimpeded. The monks she met were all fluttering in white clothes, full of immortal postures, and their expressions were all indifferent.

The saint of Wuge held her face upright and had a dignified demeanor, while Zhan Taimingyue still looked cool and indifferent.

It is very suitable to walk between Penglai and Penglai.

In this situation, Lingchu was embarrassed to smile too brightly, the smile on his face became three points more dignified, his jade-like face became cold, but he also looked like a fairy.

Wuge Saintess didn't know the details of Lingchu, so she took a second look and nodded secretly, yes, this is what a monk looks like.

And Zhan Taimingyue, who knew the details of Lingchu, had a slight smile on the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth softened slightly. The junior sister Lingchu hadn't seen her for many years, and she was still as eccentric as ever.

However, Zhan Taimingyue recalled the time when he was in Sanqing Daozong.

Sanqing Daozong is an ancient sect, but the sect is not so rigid and serious. On the contrary, most of the disciples are very lively.

Even when I was in the Outer Mountains, there were still many fireworks in the world.

The smiles and expressions on everyone's faces are very vivid. How can there be such a consistent manner? It is only when they go out occasionally, when they represent the image of the sect, that everyone will hold the immortal's inscrutable, detached and refined.

Penglai is a good place, but it's a pity that there are less fireworks and less anger.

"I'll take Lingchu to my cave first, and then I'll see Master." Walking to a hall, Zhantai Mingyue and Wuge Saintess said.

Wuge Saintess glanced at Lingchu, who was standing obediently behind Zhantai Mingyue, her gaze deepened, and then she raised her chin, "It's up to you, I don't care about you anyway."

After finishing speaking, Wuge Saintess opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something else, but finally just snorted coldly, and left without looking back.

Zhantai Mingyue didn't care, but turned to look at Lingchu, "Every monk in Penglai can choose one of the islands near Penglai as a cave when he reaches the Golden Core Realm, but the holy son and the holy daughter can choose to live in it." On Penglai Island, I was too lazy to open up an island, so I chose a cave on the island, which is a bit remote, but better than quiet, I will take you there to live first, and leave other matters to me."

Lingchu nodded, and looked at Zhan Taimingyue with some concern.

The thing to be solved is naturally the matter of identity, and returning to the East Land.

(End of this chapter)