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Chapter 143 142. Lonely and Distant Shadow, True Explanation of the Array Dao (8.1K words - -in- subscription required)
Brush brush!
The young man in golden armor was held in the air, and after a brief moment of stagnation, he finally reacted. He struggled a little, but found that he had lost all his strength. He immediately recalled the words "you stupid thing" he had just heard, and suddenly his whole body shuddered, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the demon ancestor who had suddenly arrived.

Song Yan wiped his face, and the ordinary face of Doctor Li disappeared instantly, replaced by a face covered with sword wounds. At this time, he was Zhang Han, who did not know the fox demon illusion, so he just used some common sense of pharmacology to slightly repair his face, that's all.

"Senior. Hey. Hey."

The young man in golden armor actually smiled and asked, "Where are you from? How did you suddenly appear?"

"What a brat who is taking advantage of others." Song Yan also knew how this kid could hide for so long. Not to mention that he transformed into a golden-armored god and directly resisted Long Bohu's secret technique, his character was also very good. He was really a shameless guy.

He slapped the boy on the forehead and said, "Pretend that Crane Ancestor wants to repel the Fox and Wolf tribes, and use the Thousand Crane Sect to buy time for you. Ha, is it fun, Old Ancestor Tang?"

The young man in golden armor was stunned, and a hint of deep fear appeared on his originally playful face. He thought to himself: "This old monster is too scary. How did he see that?"

This thought flashed by, and Tang Fan quickly shrank his head and said, "Xiao Tang, the ancestor can just call me Xiao Tang. If you don't like Xiao Tang, you can call me Fanzi. Oh, my grandfather used to like calling me Fanzi."

Song Yan looked at him strangely and asked, "Are you a demon cultivator?"

Tang Fan chuckled and said, "I'm just being smooth-talking."

After that, he hurriedly said, "However, I don't talk like this to everyone. Senior, you look kind, so I talk like this."

Song Yan shook the rope suddenly.

Tang Fan felt that all his strength was gone, his body seemed to be falling apart, he could no longer speak, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.

Song Yan glanced at the fox wolf in front of him, raised his hand and took out a pass with a fox head engraved on it from his storage bag, and shook it. This was the "Southern Land Pass to the Mountain and Sea Monster Country" given to him by Master Yingti.

When the fox wolf on the opposite side saw the token, he no longer had any doubts.

Although he is not the ancestor of our clan, he is a real Purple Mansion powerhouse.

The wolf demon licked his tongue and looked at the Qianhe Sect behind Song Yan, with saliva dripping from the corners of his lips and a fierce look in his eyes, as if he was going to slaughter the entire sect for a feast today.

The expressions of the practitioners of Qianhe Sect changed drastically.

They couldn't resist the fox and wolf monsters to begin with, and now there was an unimaginable old monster from the Purple Mansion showing up, so there was no need to fight them at all.

The two white-haired elders who were in the lead stood in front, their eyes wide open, looking as if they were determined to die.

The fox demon had returned to its original form and saluted Song Yan again.

Song Yan said calmly, "Aunt Fourteen, I have long heard of your great name."

As a powerful Purple Mansion who has lived in Chuhuang City for a year and a half, how could he not have heard of the name "Fourteenth Aunt"?
This Fourteenth Aunt is of course a respectful title, just like Grandma Fox and Grandma Red.

The fox demon was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly: "My name is Hu Shisi, but the kids just called me Aunt Fourteen because they didn't mean to. It's fine for the ancestor to call me Fourteen, but adding the word Aunt is really embarrassing for me."

At this time, the fox demon was still covering his shoulder with his right claw.

A cluster of snow-white hair had turned red, and the blood was spreading outward, like a flower blooming on the shoulder.

Hu Shisi added, "I was almost killed by this thief today, but I survived thanks to the help of my ancestor. I will remember your life-saving grace."

After saying that, it glanced at the Qianhe Sect behind it and asked, "What does the ancestor plan to do?"

Song Yan asked: "How do you want to deal with it?"

The wolf demon growled viciously, "Of course I'll eat it all!!"

Song Yan said: "I'm not interested. I came here to arrest people, and it's still early. After arresting people, I plan to take a walk around Chu State."

The wolf demon was stunned, and its ferocious look slowly disappeared.

Hu Shisi was injured, so even if he used Long Bo by force, the power would be greatly reduced. There were still several middle-stage crimson palace masters in Qianhe Sect, and this was their territory, so who knows what other cards they had. How could they fight if the old monster from Zifu didn't take action?
The words "not interested" actually show the attitude of this old monster from Zifu.

No one can ignore the old monster's attitude.

Hu Shisi suddenly winked at the wolf demon.

The wolf demon, who was so excited just now, actually sighed and stepped back.

Hu Shisi came to Qianhe Sect and said in a cold voice: "The ancestor is of the same clan as you, and I cannot bear to harm you. Today, I will give the ancestor face and spare your lives, so that your Qianhe Sect can continue its lineage!
But from now on, Chu will also be a vassal state of our Fox and Wolf tribes, and annual offerings are indispensable, otherwise you won’t be so lucky next time!"

The two white-haired elders were so angry that they could not say anything. Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a crane feather robe stepped out from behind them, bowed to the sky, and said, "The Qianhe Sect understands and will follow the envoy's orders."

Immediately, he bowed to Song Yan and said, "Thank you, Ancestor!"

Hu Shisi glanced at Song Yan again and said, "I wonder if the ancestor has anything else for Shisi to do?"

Song Yan took a deep look at the fox demon and said in a soft voice, "Take good care of your injuries."

Hu Shisi said: "Take care, old man."

After that, it continued, "Some humans are not in our eyes. The ancestor will protect whoever he wants to protect. Once the word is spoken, it is equivalent to an imperial decree in the vassal states of the fox and wolf tribes.

Such a small matter cannot possibly bring any rift between us.

I got some information from the Master and know some of the old ancestors' background. I was worried that the old ancestors might misunderstand me, so I made it clear. "

Song Yan smiled and nodded.

Hu Shisi and the wolf demon saluted again.

The wolf demon raised his head and let out a roar, and the fox cubs that came from all directions and besieged Qianhe Sect retreated one after another, like the ebb and flow of the tide.

And all this was caused by Song Yan's words "I'm not interested".

As a Purple Mansion Realm, his status has reached a very high level.

Even if he just frowned slightly, the people below would take his mood into consideration and avoid his taboos.

However, Song Yan was not proud of anything. He just felt that: the higher you stand, the harder it will hurt when you fall, and it is lonely at the top.

At this moment, he squinted his eyes and watched the fox and wolf retreat, then he grabbed the dizzy Tang Fan and landed in a viewing pavilion on the top of the mountain.

Even if he entered the Purple Mansion Realm, it would be impossible for him to easily penetrate into other people's territory.

Soon, several figures flew over from a distance and saluted him from a distance.

The leader was the middle-aged man in the crane feather robe.

"Master of Qianhe Sect, Sikong Le, greets the ancestor."

Song Yan glanced at the leader of Qianhe Sect, his expression slightly changed, and said: "Your family's array inheritance is quite good, I wonder if Zhang can take a look?"

Sikong Le was stunned for a moment, and said quickly: "Yes, of course!"

After that, he glared at Tang Fan who had fainted on the ground and said in a cold voice: "This little thief actually pretended to be our sect's Crane Ancestor. How despicable! Fortunately, the ancestor took action, otherwise we would still be in the dark."

Song Yan waved his hand and said, "Alright, stop talking nonsense. Go get the inheritance, and find someone who can talk. Come here every day to wait for my news."

Sikong Le immediately stopped insulting Tang Fan, and then said respectfully: "Yes!"

Song Yan glanced at him and said calmly: "You are already the leader of a sect, so don't do stupid things that would force me to take action.

If you can continue the orthodoxy, you will have a promising future. Don't be short-sighted and forbearing, or you will lose the big picture for the small.

The way of cultivation and the continuation of the orthodoxy are better than governing a country. It is impossible to have an easy road all the way, so don’t rush for a moment.”

Sikong Le bowed deeply again and said, "Grandmaster, I have learned from you. Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid."

Then, he turned his head and looked at the elders behind him, and said in a cold voice: "Anyone of you who dares to do this will be a traitor to my Qianhe Sect, and I swear to kill him!"

Ever since the fox and wolf tribes invaded, Sikong Le knew the outcome.

But it is not the outcome of this battle, but the outcome of the sect.

Even if Tang Fan pretended to be Crane Ancestor and won a battle today, what would it matter? It would only increase the hatred of the foxes and wolves towards the Thousand Crane Sect. When the real demon clan Purple Mansion appeared, the Thousand Crane Sect would be devoured without a trace.

Now, it is a blessing that such an old monster of the human race, the Purple Mansion, has emerged and saved the Qianhe Sect. This is a better ending than he had imagined.

How could he possibly let anyone change this outcome?
Half a month later.
In the deep mountains in early summer, the chirping of cicadas is like sudden rain, noisy and endless. But when the real mountain rain pours down from the sky, there is silence, and only the serene Zen sound of the mountain rain remains.

Song Yan finished his work and should have handed it in quickly.

But he just shamelessly wanted to find some opportunities in the State of Chu, who could say anything against him?
Even Master Yingti only praised him a few words after hearing the news of his success, and then told him not to be late.

He just stayed like that.

With the idea that "wherever you go, you have to search for opportunities there", he sat quietly in an ancient pavilion in the empty mountains, holding a book titled "The True Explanation of Formations", reading patiently and waiting patiently.

The formation inheritance of Nanwu Jianmen was in Yu Xuanwei's hands, and he did not obtain it.

The Bronze Beard of the Puppet Sect's Mechanical Peak didn't have much inheritance, just some superficial knowledge and the "Absolute Mysterious Formation". Some of them were just some superficial formations with wind-blocking and stabilizing functions, which were the knowledge base for the shadow puppet vehicle designed in conjunction with the shadow puppet.

But the Qianhe Sect actually has a real inheritance of the art of formations.

This inheritance is now in Song Yan's hands.

On the other side, Tang Fan had woken up early, and his hands had been freed from the blood ropes, but his strength had fallen to the Lianxuan realm, and he was unable to use the power of the Jianggong realm at all.

The Blood-Trapping Rope can freeze the blood of a Crimson Palace master, and to untie the rope one needs the strength of at least the middle stage of the Crimson Palace.

Unless there is help from outsiders, Tang Fan is doomed to be unable to solve the problem.

But this kid didn't accept his fate and tried to escape every now and then.

He was sure that the old monster from Zifu would not kill him.

But today, as soon as he moved his butt, Song Yan understood what he meant.

"Xiao Tang, do you want to eat lunch before escaping? The food delivered by Qianhe Sect every day tastes pretty good."

"Hahahaha," Tang Fan laughed awkwardly, then gave a thumbs up and said, "How can you call me senior? You can see through everything I think."

Song Yan flipped through the book on formations and said calmly, "What is the secret technique of your golden armored god? I want to become your disciple and learn a thing or two."

Tang Fan:.
At this moment, he understood.

Sitting in front of him was an old weirdo whose face was just as thick as his.

Trying to escape from such a monster is a nightmare.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "How can I ask you to become my disciple?"

Song Yan said: "There are differences in the order of learning, and in the specialization of skills, that's all. How can I not worship you?"

Tang Fan felt that what the old weirdo said was quite right.

This person is indeed a bit higher than him, even being shameless can be so upright, which is actually quite philosophical if you think about it carefully.

Song Yan added: "We are going to the Mountain and Sea Monster Country, the mountains are high and the road is long, the future is uncertain.

If something happens to you, this secret method will be lost.

Pass it on to me. I am a human after all, and I may be able to kill more demons and avenge you."

Tang Fan sighed and said with a wry smile, "It's not that I didn't tell you, but because it is a one-time bead. It contains a strange power, which seems to be left by an ancient monk. Senior, you should understand that ancient monks always have some very strange things."

"Oh."

Song Yan responded and didn't ask any more questions.

This kid is too slippery. There are only some basic black crystals and black weapons in his storage bag. He definitely does not have the power of the "Golden Armored God" that day.

And this power is not some kind of crimson palace blood, but more like a strange secret technique.

As for disposable beads?
When he was three years old?
He had a hunch that the reason why Tang Fan was able to hide for so long while being hunted by the fox and wolf tribes was actually because of that mysterious secret technique.

He asked Sikong Le these days.

Sikong Le did not know about Tang Fan's secret skills. He only thought that this young man was hiding in the sect under a false name and was a disciple with good talent. He never expected that he would be able to stand up at such a critical moment.

As for the blood in Tang Fan's body that was favored by Master Yingti, it was a kind of blood of a Crimson Palace demon called "Mountain-Mountain-Mountain Ape".

This "Mountain-Moving Ape" is not the blood of any demon from the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan, but rather an extremely rare demon blood.

The reason why Tang Fan was discovered is also funny.

After this brat had a successful breakthrough in his training, he was in great joy and howled to the sky. As a result, he was heard and recorded by the inspectors sent by the fox and wolf tribes.

The sound of the monkeys was so loud that it was accompanied by the rumbling of a landslide.

It soon attracted the attention of the fox demon clan, who sent people to investigate. They found hair over a meter long in the deep mountains, and after bringing it back for inspection, they confirmed that it was a "Mountain-Moving Ape."

The "Mountain-Mountain-Mountain-Mountain Ape" picked the best demon blood from the "Soul Threshold of the King of Demons". Although it is not as good as the King of Demons Tiger, it is still pretty good.

Of course, during the conversation with Ying Ti, Song Yan also learned that the "Soul Threshold of the King of Henchmen" was of great importance, and the "suitable blood species targets" that the demons were hunting down were not just him and Tang Fan, but many more.

That is why such a long and difficult task was thrown to him.

Since the "Mountain-Mountain-Mountain Ape" bloodline was discovered, it has been an extremely complicated story. The two words "Tang Fan" finally entered the eyes of the fox and wolf tribes.

The two were chatting idly when suddenly a figure in a white robe came from the distance and landed outside the pavilion. It turned out to be a beautiful female cultivator with a proud body.

This female cultivator is the "dream partner" of almost all single cultivators of the younger generation in Qianhe Sect—Fang Qingmeng.

As the person who sat under the old monster of Zifu and took orders, Sikong Le did not dare to pick anyone randomly, so he sent Fang Qingmeng over.

This is not only because Fang Qingmeng is good-looking and her realm has reached the early stage of the Crimson Palace, but also because she has had a "battle record" before.

Fang Qingmeng was an ordinary outer sect disciple of Qianhe Sect. However, because of an encounter with Hezu, she was noticed by Hezu, who taught her martial arts and accepted her into the inner sect. And she lived up to Hezu's trust. She improved all the way and successfully broke through the Crimson Palace Realm, becoming the youngest elder in the sect.

She is sweet-talker, can please the elderly, and has good brains and ability, so she is naturally the best candidate.

In everyone's eyes, Song Yan was naturally a centuries-old old monster, and no one could possibly know that his real age was only 39.

At this age, not to mention being called ancestor in the world of Xiu Xuan, even when meeting Fang Qingmeng, one has to call her Aunt Fang.

Of course.
At this time, the female cultivator who should be called auntie was pretending to be a little girl, and she called out in a lively girl's voice sweetly: "Grandpa Zhang, I'm here to see you again!" Song Yan looked at the old auntie and said in a doting tone of a grandfather to his granddaughter: "What's the matter that made Xiao Qingmeng come here again?"

Fang Qingmeng said: "Someone is looking for Grandpa at the mountain gate, saying it's Changchun Hall."

She didn't elaborate, but continued, "One woman, five children. Because they mentioned Grandpa, I didn't dare to deal with them on my own. Let them rest first."

Song Yan was silent for a moment and did not answer.

Fang Qingmeng also has enough patience to wait.

After a long while, Song Yan suddenly asked, "I heard from Sikong Le that your Qianhe Sect is planning to establish a branch sect in the south?"

Fang Qingmeng sighed and said, "Yes, but there is nothing we can do. The demon race is like a knife hanging in the north. Small sects like us cannot afford to offend them, so we just want to hide. If we are annihilated one day, we can leave some elite seeds behind so that our inheritance will not be cut off."

Song Yan smiled and said, "It's so secret, just tell me directly?"

Fang Qingmeng laughed and said, "That's because it's Grandpa Zhang."

As the two were talking, a violent vomiting sound was heard nearby.

Tang Fan shouted, and said with a teasing smile: "Fairy Fang, you are usually so aloof in the sect, why are you so delicate now?"

However, neither Fang Qingmeng nor Song Yan looked at him and simply ignored his vomiting sounds.

Song Yan looked at Fang Qingmeng deeply, and suddenly said, "I don't know that woman, girl, and four boys.

However, your plan to go south is a good one, so do it quickly.

I can only stay here until next summer at the latest, which is not much longer.”

Fang Qingmeng's pupils shrank slightly, and she nodded, "I understand, Grandpa. The plan to move our sect south should indeed be advanced. I'll do it right away."

Having said that, she stepped back.

Tang Fan was stunned for a long time, then looked at Song Yan and said, "So Senior is a good person.

You clearly know those six people, but you are afraid of implicating them, so you pretend not to know them.

But he gave Fairy Fang a hint, asking her to take them south with him, and even accept them into the sect.

"Senior, you still care about these six mortals who can die with just one breath?"

"Self-righteous." Song Yan responded indifferently.

Logically speaking, Tang Fan's behavior is enough to prove that he is a good person.

But Song Yan had long passed the stage of relying on words to understand people.

In fact, all of Tang Fan's actions were just to protect himself. As for his true character, true purpose, and what secrets he was harboring, Song Yan didn't know and couldn't know.

It’s difficult to know people’s faces but their hearts.

Sometimes he doesn't even know what he is thinking, so how can he try to judge whether others are good or bad?
There was only one thing Song Yan was sure of: if he revealed a flaw at this moment, there was a chance that the boy in front of him would take advantage of his illness to kill him, although the boy couldn't do it.

After he finished explaining the matters of Shuangyun, Ah Huai and Ah Huan, he continued to read "The True Explanation of Formations".

In addition to explaining the knowledge of the inheritance of formations and the knowledge of making formation plates and flags, this "True Explanation of the Way of Formations" also specifically describes an extraordinary formation - the "Five Elements Gathering Mysterious Formation".

The so-called "Five Elements Gathering Mysterious Energy" is used to gather special mysterious energy, which is many times more advanced than the simple "Gathering Mysterious Array".

However, what kind of mysterious energy the "Five Elements Gathering Mysterious Energy" gathers is determined by the crystal jade at the core of the array.

That kind of crystal jade is extremely special, and is called White Cave Crystal Jade.

What is white cave crystal jade?

A piece of crystal jade that was "filled with some special mysterious energy" had a white hole in the middle for unknown reasons.

This kind of hollowness makes it have a strong attraction to the "corresponding special mysterious energy". When placed in the core of the array disk, the array disk will use its "recognition" and expand its "attraction", thus starting to gather the corresponding special mysterious energy. However, the array disk will form a circle of isolation cover on the surface of the white hole crystal jade, so that the special mysterious energy is sucked in, but it cannot enter the white hole crystal jade, so it is continuous.

This kind of white cave crystal jade is extremely rare and often appears during "earth gas eruptions". If no one notices and collects it in time, the white cave crystal jade will be filled up due to attraction and lose its function.

However, any place where "earth energy erupts" is extremely dangerous, so this kind of crystal jade is really rare.

The Qianhe Sect has a piece of "Muxuan Baidong Crystal Jade", so it can activate the "Muxing Juxuan Array".

Song Yan studied slowly and thought slowly.

At dusk, he looked up and found that Tang Fan, who was sitting opposite him, had run away again. He then used his spiritual sense to capture the boy again in a few jumps.

Tang Fan could only smile helplessly, and then continued to lean against the pavilion pillar seemingly obediently, his eyes rolling around, and it was obvious that he was planning his next escape.

Why do you keep running when you know you can't escape?

Song Yan didn't even ask this kind of question.

It's just a little trick of "repairing the plank road in the open while marching through Chencang in secret".

Tang Fan thought that if he ran more, he would get used to it, and then one day after he really got used to it, Tang Fan would no longer hesitate to use his trump card and really escape.

This trump card might be some kind of secret technique of his, or it might be someone supporting him outside.

In short, Tang Fan thought the possibility of escape was quite high.

Otherwise he is not stupid. If there is no hope, no purpose, why would he go through all this trouble?
Thinking of this, Song Yan looked at Tang Fan carefully and found that the guy was quite handsome.

Could it be that some woman was picking him up?
Fang Qingmeng?
Not so much.

The leader of Qianhe Sect would not be so stupid.

But what if the leader of Qianhe Sect doesn’t know?

Song Yan narrowed his eyes, recalling Tang Fan's "vomiting sound" just now, and became more certain of his thoughts.

Thinking of this, he was speechless again and wanted to turn this kid over and give him a good beating.

You howled to the sky and attracted the fox and wolf tribes.

You came out of seclusion in golden armor, and showed your power in front of people, which attracted me.

Now you are still using this boring vomiting sound to make me notice the relationship between you and Fang Qingmeng.

You really have no memory at all.

Now, Song Yan only hopes that this one or two people will not do anything too extreme and really anger him, otherwise he will let Tang Fan know what a ghost cultivator is.

As for Tang Fan, he had already secretly placed a tracking aura on him.

This was a little secret technique of the Puppet Sect, and it was also the secret technique that Gu Huangzi had given him. There was nothing wrong with learning it.

However, the power he wielded now was many times stronger than that of Gu Huangzi back then. If used to deal with Tang Fan, as long as his spiritual power was not strong enough, he would not be able to detect it.

Since there is still time and he is quite interested in the secrets of Tang Fan, he doesn't mind giving it a try to "let the tiger go back to the mountain".

The Qi-Seeing Bead, the aura-tracking power, and the Purple Mansion strength gave him the confidence to do so.

He really needs to "replenish his trump cards" now.

Tang Fan doesn't have much time, and he doesn't have much time either.

The sunset is like blood.

It is dusk in the mountains.

The shadows of towering mountains spread out one after another.

Frost Cloud, who was eagerly waiting on the stone steps of Qianhe Sect, finally received a response.

A rainbow light fell in front of her and the five children.

The cold fairy in white appeared, looked at the six people kneeling and waiting on the stone steps, and said calmly: "There is no Doctor Li from Changchun Hall here."

Shuangyun bit her lip. She knew that Doctor Li must be here. Everyone saw where Doctor Li fell that day. How could he not be here?
The only explanation was that the Doctor Li she knew was no longer here, only the mysterious and terrifying monk.

Ah Huai reacted quickly. Seeing Shuang Yun was silent and the atmosphere was cold, he hurried forward to thank her respectfully, saying repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you, we made a mistake. Thank you very much."

Fang Qingmeng suddenly said, "In about half a month, my Qianhe Sect will move south. The six of you should pack up and go with us, and then you can stay in our Qianhe Sect.

First test your profound roots, and those who have them can join my sect and become my disciples.

Those without Xuangen can be managers."

"what?"

Even though Ah Huai was a calm person, he opened his mouth in shock and disbelief. He could hardly believe his ears.

Qianhe Sect, what a majestic and huge organization it is!
Not only could he imagine how powerful a Qianhe Sect's steward was in the outside world, he had also seen it with his own eyes.

That's simply like the emperor traveling.

But now, he actually has the possibility of becoming a disciple of Qianhe Sect, and even if he fails, the worst he can do is to be the manager of Qianhe Sect.

this.
Not only Ah Huai, Shuang Yun, Xiao Huan and the others were all stunned, as if they were in a dream. For a moment they turned into wooden men, with a buzzing sound in their heads.

Fang Qingmeng smiled faintly and said, "I am a cultivator of the Crimson Palace after all. I am so incompetent that I want to accept someone with qualifications among you as my disciple. Are you unwilling?"

Ah Huai, Xiao Huan, Shuang Yun and a group of people hurriedly wanted to kneel down.

Fang Qingmeng refused their kneeling. She raised her hand and moved it slightly. A refreshing spring breeze suddenly rose from the ground and lifted the six people up.

Afterwards, Fang Qingmeng threw out six small jade tablets and said, "Pack up these few days and come to the sect early. Don't miss the time."

After saying this, the fairy in white turned around and walked away.

A faint sound came from the wind in the distance.

"Just call me Qingmeng Zhenren. If you are bullied, tell me my name and I will help you vent your anger."

half a month later.

The cicadas' chirping became more and more urgent.

The blazing sun pierces through the trees.

A huge yellow gourd is surrounded by a wisp of mysterious energy, with a three-story pavilion standing on it, floating in the wind like a boat riding the waves.

When the wind blew, the yellow gourd pushed aside the sea of ​​clouds and flew south.

There are many Qianhe Sect monks on the gourd, as well as Shuangyun, Ah Huai and others.
But now A Huai is no longer called A Huai. How can he not have a surname after joining Qianhe Sect?
His name is now Li Huai.

The rest of the beggars also had the surname Li.

On the lonely cliff, Song Yan watched the yellow gourd go away. His consciousness swept over all the people on the gourd unscrupulously, watching Shuangyun, Ah Huai, and Xiao Huan leave.
He had long known that his karma was too great, and that any mortal who was even slightly contaminated by it would likely have his soul torn apart and die miserably.

Therefore, he could no longer sit at the same table with those children to eat wontons; Ah Huai could no longer come to him with a hot bowl and say with concern, "Uncle Li, take your time to eat"; Shuang Yun could no longer look at him with that kind of eyes, expecting to confess to him and afraid of being rejected by him; Xiao Huan could no longer be held in his arms, rubbing her hair, making faces, and saying, "Can a quack doctor be a good person?"
Song Yan couldn't imagine how much courage these six people mustered to come to Qianhe Sect to find him.

But the reply he got was that “there is no such person as Dr. Li”.

He couldn't imagine how the six people felt at that moment.

Song Yan withdrew his consciousness, sighed, shook his head, and then smiled, muttering in his heart: "I'm used to it."

The yellow gourd is very big and each room is nice with its own separate compartment.

Xiaohuan was lying in front of a window, looking out. She looked happy, but hidden within her happiness was a bit of discomfort.

Shuangyun, Li Huai, and the other three children who were no longer beggars were also looking at the sea of ​​clouds.

This was a sight they had never seen in their lives, nor had they ever thought they would see.

Xiao Huan murmured in a baby voice: "It would be nice if Uncle Li was here too."

Li Huai went up to the little girl, touched her hair, and said, "Uncle Li is always here."

Xiao Huan looked around in surprise, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "Uncle Li? Uncle Li?"

She ran while shouting, even lying on the floor to look under the bed, and opened the closet to look inside, but she couldn't find Song Yan. Finally, she stood there stupidly, and suddenly heard footsteps in the corridor outside the door. She ran over in a hurry with a serious look, tiptoed to open the door, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Dad?"

But there was no one outside the door, so naturally no one responded.

Xiao Huan's face turned red, and she said angrily, "You are lying! Bad brother is lying, Aunt Shuang is lying, and Uncle Li is also lying!"

As she spoke, her eyes turned red and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Frost Cloud closed the door, held her in her arms, and comforted her softly.

She already understood what that person was thinking.

I also understood that person's arrangement.

Not only her, but also Li Huai, and the other children will understand when they grow up.

I just wonder if that person will know that they have understood?
If they meet again, she will definitely say "thank you" to him.

Song Yan stopped for a long time before he withdrew his gaze. When he looked back, he found that Tang Fan, who was originally sitting on a rock in the distance, was gone.

This place was not in his original pavilion, but somewhere else.

This place was told to him by Fang Qingmeng.

Fang Qingmeng said that the yellow gourd will go south from here.

So he brought Tang Fan here, and then stared into the distance in a trance, as if he was immersed in memories, and for a moment ignored the subtle changes in the outside environment.

then
Tang Fan, as expected, was missing.

(End of this chapter)