Anyway, he knew that they were all the same.

He remembered very clearly that both places were dead ends with nothing at the end.

"Entering Taiqing Realm may increase the strength of the formation mechanism. I will wait for you here."

"Remember, if there is any danger, retreat immediately." Yu Ling warned in a low voice.

"Got it!" the boys said nonchalantly.

There was no fear in their eyes at all.

(Just a quick explanation.)

(I did miss yesterday. I went back to visit my parents. When I got home it was too late and I was too tired to write. I also went to get my paronychia fixed and my throat checked for pharyngitis during the day.)

(I originally said I would update 10 chapters, but I have only updated 3. I will definitely update the remaining 7 chapters within this month. I will keep my promise.)

(If my throat isn't so sore tomorrow, I'll definitely be able to do three updates. If I can't, slap me.)

250. The Master of Mayfly Mountain

After the group of little ghosts chatted and laughed and chose a path to walk on, Yu Ling stretched lazily and sat down on a stone beside the road.

"It's great to be young." She propped up her chin and murmured to herself.

"Big sister, you're not old."

"Yes, I am not old, but I am too pure, and I don't have the enthusiasm of young people to seek opportunities... Wait! Why are you here?"

Yu Ling was startled and stared blankly at Chen Yin who was sitting next to her.

"Why didn't you go in with them?"

"I feel that if everyone gets together, it won't be my turn even if there's an opportunity."

Chen Yin blinked innocently and said, "So, I want to ask the big sister if I can walk around here by myself. Maybe I can meet an opportunity."

Yu Ling frowned.

"Isn't it too dangerous to act alone?"

"Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God. If you are not willing to take risks, how can you get opportunities?"

Chen Yin said this as if it was a matter of course.

Yu Ling also didn't know how a boy of such a young age could talk about a life-threatening matter so nonchalantly.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally grunted angrily.

"Alas. There is no other way. I'll go with you."

"Even if there are many secret realms with formations, it's not convenient for me to accompany you into them, but at least I can help you deal with the small traps and crises along the way."

Chen Yin smiled and bowed: "Thank you very much, big sister."

"I'll say it first."

She suddenly turned around and stared at Chen Yin menacingly: "I only went with you because I was worried that you might be in danger."

"Uh...what else could Big Sister think it could be?"

Yu Ling was also stunned for a moment. She didn't know why she suddenly said such a thing.

So she couldn't help but turn her head away.

"Where do you want to go?"

Chen Yin looked in one direction silently.

"This way."

...That direction leads to Mayfly Mountain.

-

In fact, Chen Yin has thought about this these days.

Where exactly did Master send me to?

Was it really thousands of years ago? Or was it just a false illusion?

Why did she send herself here?

Is there any method here that can help me realize the second great path?

Chen Yin didn’t know, but when he first heard about the Immortal Lord’s ruins, the first thing that came to his mind was Mayfly Mountain.

...Are those monks who went crazy because of enlightenment still here?

If this place really was a thousand years ago.

Do I have a chance to save any of them?

If this farce of killing could have been stopped a thousand years ago, perhaps Qingying's brother would not have died.

Although Chen Yin felt that the possibility was not high, he still had to go and take a look to feel at ease.

When they arrived at the dark road, Chen Yin asked Yu Ling to wait for him here, and he set foot on the dark road again.

Chen Yin has walked this dark and long road several times.

Now he could close his eyes and run straight to the end without hesitation.

No matter how deadly the darkness was, it could not scare him.

He came to the familiar center of the formation at the end of the road. Just as Chen Ying was about to reach out his hand, he stopped in mid-air.

……if.

If I really crack the formation here, then no cultivator will die here in the next thousand years.

Qingying's brother will still be alive.

Then, will I meet Qingying again?

Will she still follow me?

As if recalling the many science fiction movies he had watched, Chen Yin hesitated for the first time.

Talk about it.

Meeting Qingying really seemed like a complete accident.

When we first met, she was a cold and beautiful killer who wanted to take my life as soon as they met, but later on, I trained her little by little to become stupid and dull, and she would blush with shame and anger when teased.

In fact, even Chen Yin himself did not expect this result at the beginning.

He just happened to catch a killer who wanted to kill him, and he also happened to find out that she was the sister of the person who had entrusted him with something, so he spared her life.

I thought that after I took her to meet my brother, our lives would be free of entanglements. However, when we parted, I realized that I had become accustomed to having such a stupid girl around me, a girl who wanted to be sarcastic but was too dumb to win an argument with me.

I'm used to hearing her trying every possible way to criticize me and never missing any opportunity to do so.

As long as any words can disgust him, he will immediately show a smug smile like an elementary school boy who has succeeded in a prank.

But whenever she was bullied by me, she would immediately beg for mercy with tears in her eyes; if she found that she was really angry with me, she would come over carefully to apologize and hold my hand.

I don’t know when it started, but Chen Yin has become reluctant to leave such a silly girl.

Especially after hearing that once cold-faced, aloof, and taciturn female killer, with red eyes, whispering those words in grievance for the first time:

I just thought you never liked me.

...But I never said that I don’t like you.

At that time, Chen Yin had to admit it.

I kind of like this silly and childish girl.

"Ah." Chen Yin raised his eyes slowly.

"Speak of it."

"I think I still owe her a formal confession."

Then, he calmly pressed on the formation.

if you can.

Let's give her her most cherished brother as a confession gift.

If this is really the case, then I will never appear in her life again.

Maybe that's not a bad thing for her... Chen Yin smiled self-deprecatingly.

The light of the formation surged, and Chen Yin's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

-

Mayfly Mountain.

It is still the familiar sunshine, birdsong and fragrance of flowers.

As the clouds rolled and dispersed, Chen Yin walked slowly along the familiar mountain path to the lecture square on the top of the mountain.

But when he reached the top of the mountain, he was suddenly stunned.

Here, there are no more shadows of so many monks sitting cross-legged.

There is no longer any Taoist priest with squinting eyes preaching all day long.

Some have only a pavilion, standing alone in the middle of the square.

A handsome man with black hair was gently raising his teacup and drinking tea leisurely. On the seat next to him, there were two cute creatures that looked like Q-version dumplings.

One is full of heroism, the other is gentle as water.

There was an aura on both dumplings that was very familiar to Chen Yin.

As if he felt being stared at, the man drinking tea let out a light "hmm" and turned his head to look at Chen Yin.

"Are there guests?"

"Mo Cen, Fuyou, pick up the guests."

The two little balls received the order and came to Chen Yin's side skipping and dancing, surrounding him affectionately.

She seemed to sense the familiar scent of Chen Yin and rubbed him gently.

Chen Yin stared at all this in a daze.

...No Taoist priests? No trapped monks?

...One of these two dumplings is called Fuyou?

A guess suddenly came to his mind.

"You have good qualifications to be here, little brother."

The man chuckled and stood up.

"I am the master of Mayfly Mountain."

"You seem to be calling me... Immortal Venerable?"

(My throat didn’t get better. Instead, it got worse and I had to have an IV drip.)

(The last time I was on IV drip for throat pain was more than two months ago.)

(But fortunately, I should be able to finish the three chapters. I will write the remaining two chapters and post them later.)

251. Unreliable guy

Immortal... Zun?

Chen Yin was stunned for a few seconds.

……How can it be?

Didn’t the Immortal Lord fall a thousand years ago?

Or was it that he was not dead at all, and was living in his own grave from beginning to end?

The Immortal Lord seemed to see Chen Yin's doubts and waved his hand lazily:

"Ah, don't worry. I'm just a clone."

"Besides, it has almost exhausted all its spiritual energy and disappeared."

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