After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Murong Chuxue's trip was a bit long, and she came back as soon as she said she was going, but she was gone for a whole day and a night. Shang Shixu was a little worried about her, but found that he could do nothing.

Just when he was leaving the city to find her, Murong Chuxue came back, holding a flower with a faint blue light in her hand.

"It's Huanyuehua!"

Someone screamed, and then the whole city fell into shock.

The Fantasy Moon Flower is a flower that absorbs moonlight and grows on cliffs. The environment for growth is extremely harsh. There must be half-fairyland guardian beasts dormant around it. Not one flower will appear for tens of millions of years. It contains the Great Dao, even if it has no spiritual roots. People who take it can also cultivate the great road!

Shang Shixu keenly discovered that there was a trace of blood on Murong Chuxue's clothes.

"Master, you are injured."

His expression was a little nervous, and he even subconsciously wanted to go beyond the rules and look at her wounds.

Murong Chuxue handed Huan Yuehua to his hand, her expression still indifferent.

"It's okay, it's not my blood."

Shang Shixu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

But then, he heard Murong Chuxue say,

"Let's go, return to the sect, and retreat."

Shang Shixu looked at the flower emitting holy light in his hand, then at Murong Chuxue's figure, followed her immediately, and said to her,

"Master, you don't have to do much for me." You have already done enough.
But before he finished speaking, he heard Murong Chuxue's cold voice,

"It's not much, it takes a little effort."

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Back at Xuanyuan Sect, Su Changli learned that Murong Chuxue had thrown Shang Shixu into the beast horde, and told her again.

Murong Chuxue didn't seem to care, but she listened to some of her words.

In the next ten years or so, he honestly took Shang Shixu to practice swordsmanship and enlightenment in the mountains. In his spare time, he would also teach within the sect and teach his disciples. And this made Su Changluo sigh,

"It's a good thing to have a disciple. It actually allows senior sister to stay in the mountain."

Before, she was homeless every year.

Su Changli said,

"Chu Xue looks cold-hearted, but is actually very responsible."

Whether it was teaching those young disciples before or dealing with business timing, he was very hands-on and attentive.

It was just that she felt a little stressed after her master left, but she had always cared about Xuanyuan Sect.

Su Changluo nodded as he listened.

"I have to go down the mountain in a few days, and Xuan Yuanzong has to trouble my senior brother to take care of me."

Su Changli naturally didn't have any objections. He didn't leave the sect on weekdays, and looking after the Xuanyuan Sect could only be done with a little effort.

Moreover, there are usually no major problems within the sect, and the elders below can basically solve them.

In today's world, how can anyone find trouble with Xuanyuan Sect?

After Shang Shixu entered Taoism, his practice progressed rapidly.

He originally had a high level of understanding, and under the guidance of Murong Chuxue, he could approach the sword very quickly. Within a few years, he was able to compete with Murong Chuxue.

He entered the spiritual path at the age of fifteen, formed elixirs at the age of seventeen, and formed the Nascent Soul at the age of twenty-three. This speed is almost catching up with that of Su Changluo.

When cultivating Taoism, it is important to start at an early age. Fifteen years old is already too late. Unless the innate conditions are crushing, it will be difficult to walk on the road to immortality.

But Shang Shixun was able to overpower the current generation and become the first person of this generation.

But Su Changli was right when he said that the road to immortality is long, and practicing too fast is sometimes not a good thing. (End of chapter)