After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

"Yes! Brother, if you need help with anything, just let me know!"

Looking at the group of people, Yunye felt warm in his heart.

"it is good!"

The trees, flowers and plants in the Pankong Realm were still full of vitality, amidst the clouds and mists, Yun Ye turned his head.

Blue sky, clear water, green mountains and white clouds.

A group of people stood below to see him off.

He will come back one day!
At that time, the Pankong Realm will have its own foothold, and at that time, there will be people protecting the Pankong Realm, every flower and grass here, every piece of land, and every creature!
Yunye was the first to leave, and his departure also made some people's thoughts active.

Inside the Lingdao Sect, Yin Baizhou patted Yuexi City on the shoulder.

"Go out and travel alone, be careful in everything, don't be arrogant, think twice before acting."

Chi Yu was somewhat worried about his apprentice.

"When you are about to make a breakthrough, remember to tell the teacher, don't be impulsive outside, you are such an old man, the master hopes that you can live a good life, and the efforts of these years will not be in vain."

Yuexi City nodded and looked at Yin Baizhou and Chi Yu.

"Master, brother, don't worry, I know what to do."

Yin Baizhou nodded.

Chi Yu sighed inwardly, but it's also good to go out and travel.

In the mortal world, if you go out for a walk, it's all a relaxation.

Experience more, broaden your horizons, you will always realize some of your own life and let go of some things.

After Yuexi City left, he went to many places.

From Yunze to Tianfeng, he visited many places in Pankong Realm.

The male cultivator walked across thousands of rivers and mountains with a big sword on his back, saw countless customs in the world of cultivating immortals, met all kinds of people, and many interesting things happened.

Yin Baizhou and Chi Yu could occasionally receive some things and news from Yuexi City, which gradually reassured them.

The Luohong Hall of Tianshui Peak was also quite deserted.

Lin Xun and Jiang Miaoyu travel, while Chu Yuliang and Gu Mingxue often stay at Gu's house together.

Lu Jingqing is also very busy. The Lu family is getting stronger and stronger, and there are many things to manage.

She Zijiang sat on the main hall, looked at the pear blossoms outside the hall, and poured himself a cup of tea.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, and the curl of cigarettes is circling.

"What? Alone?"

The voice of idle words sounded outside, and She Zijiang turned his head.

Xianci smiled, but when She Zijiang's eyes fell on Xianci's white hair, his eyes were still stung.

"I still have my brother with me."

Xianci sat across from him and poured himself a cup of tea.

"It is said that this person takes tea cold, but the tea here is always hot."

She Zijiang let out a breath.

Tianshui Peak has changed a lot, and his senior brother is probably approaching the end of his life.

In the eyes of many monks, Xian Ci is already a genius, and his fortune teller is also very powerful.

And such a person has reached the limit...

Xian Ci saw the gloom between She Zijiang's brows and eyes, and couldn't help chuckling.

"What do you think?"

"Brother, shall we go for a break too?"

Maybe you will be able to meet an opportunity and make a breakthrough.

Xianci paused for a while while drinking tea, and gently put down the teacup.

"Junior brother, why worry. Cultivators cultivating immortals, monks who can ascend to the ascension are rare, and most of them die halfway, but like me, it is already what many monks expect to be able to live until now and finally fall in accordance with the natural rules of heaven. .And don’t let go, and think in a better place? Life and death are part of the law of heaven. You can meet and know each other, and you have been brothers and sisters for so many years, it is already fate."

The idle words have been relieved.

Who is not afraid of death, monks are even more afraid, they want to climb to the top, want to live with the sky, but how can everyone be like this.

The indifference and vague lifelessness in Xianci made She Zijiang feel even more uncomfortable.

In fact, both of them knew that the idle words could run out of fuel so quickly, and it was inseparable from the backlash of some prying eyes.

Xianci filled another cup for himself, and took a sip lightly.

"Well, good tea."

The wind blows, and the pear blossoms are flourishing.

"Over the years, many senior brothers and sisters have left the sect, and I am not alone. Now that the little ones have grown up, we can leave with peace of mind. This is much better than what I expected at the beginning, junior brother , I've had enough."

Thinking of the words that the Buddhist master said to him before he passed away, I feel that the world of cultivating immortals is very good now!

She Zijiang lowered his head and suddenly felt an extra hand on his head.

Xian Ci patted She Zijiang's head as he did when he was a child.

"Junior brother, practice hard, don't think too much, now that the soul world has returned, and the law of reincarnation has also returned to heaven and earth, blending with the law of reincarnation in the world of cultivating immortals, this is already a chance for us monks. Don't make a fool of yourself! Brother, I just want to relax after drinking tea."

She Zijiang took a deep breath, raised his head to meet Shang Xianci's eyes, and smiled.

"it is good."

"That's right! Come on, let me taste all the good tea you have treasured over the years."

Flowers bloom and fall, time flies.

In a moment, in a flash, it is hundreds of years.

The two sat in the main hall drinking tea, but suddenly felt that they had returned to the time when their master was still there.

While cultivating Ximeng, Liu Qingxin looked at Song Mian who had already tidied up, his brows never relaxed.

"Song Mian, have you really thought about it? Fengshan in the Immortal Realm is no different than other places. It's... extremely dangerous. If you go..."

Song Mian bowed his hands in salute.

"Thank you Senior Liu for your kindness, but Song Mian has decided to go."

Some things about the Song family and the fire of Nirvana on her body have made some people in the fairy world follow her.

Although I thought of such a day from the beginning, after all, paper cannot keep fire.

But when this day really came, Song Mian thought a lot.

In fact, like Yun Ye, she could have chosen a sect force that could protect her, but Song Mian gave up.

From the moment she awakened to the fire of Phoenix Nirvana, she knew what she wanted.

The fire of rebirth of the phoenix is ​​the result of being broken and then established.

She wants to stick to her own mind!

Staying within the protective range of those forces in the fairy world is certainly safe, but who knows what's behind it?
There are many secrets in the fairy world, and she doesn't want to be a pawn being used again.

Liu Qingxin sighed.

"Well, over the years, many of our people have gone to the Fengshan battlefield. Although there is no news, after entering, you can also look for our people. After all, it is a bit dangerous to be alone."

Song Mian nodded.

She also really wanted to visit Fengshan.

There are also many old friends there.

Looking at the back of the female cultivator who resolutely left, Liu Qingxin let out another breath.

"Okay! Old Liu, these little guys have more ideas than us, so don't worry!"

An elder of Xianmeng on the side patted him on the shoulder.