The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

The saplings in front of Elder Xuanhu's tomb have grown as thick as arms. During the long wait, Yun Ling'er has never left the ancestral land of the Sky Fox clan.

She has been here all along.

Jing'er and Zi'er never wrote to her again. She didn't know what had happened to them. Maybe they found a new home, or maybe they were displaced... Yun Ling'er knew nothing.

Her memory became increasingly blurred.

Sometimes, she even forgot what she did yesterday and the unforgettable events from a long, long time ago.

She just sat there under the ancestral tree for who knows how many years.

until a certain day.

An old man from the human race wandered to the ancestral land of the Sky Fox Clan. After a period of time, the island where the Sky Fox Clan lived floated onto a continent and settled at the southernmost tip of the continent.

When the old human saw the abundant spiritual energy on the island, he felt that this place was like a land given by heaven, so he decided to found a sect here and establish a sect belonging to the human race.

He strolled on this new island, exploring where the spiritual energy was rich and where it was suitable to establish a sect.

He strolled through the mountains and saw countless dilapidated buildings, which made him feel puzzled.

So he continued to explore towards the center of the island.

I saw a huge mountain standing in the center of the island. Its body was dry brown and high enough to reach the clouds.

The spiritual energy there is the most abundant!

The old man walked towards the mountain happily, but as he walked, he found a woman with her eyes closed sitting under a green tree on a hill not far away.

She was extremely beautiful, like a fairy, untainted by the mundane world.

Her inky black hair fluttered in the wind, and every inch of her skin glowed with crystal-like holiness, but the strange thing was that although she was smiling, there were tears in her eyes.

"Senior, who are you?"

The old man came to the woman and woke her up after she had been sleeping for who knows how many years.

The black-haired woman struggled to open her eyes, her golden eyes were like a newborn child, full of purity and innocence.

It seems that they will never be eroded by disasters and sufferings, and will live in eternal happiness.

"I'm?"

She spoke softly, her voice sweet and pleasant.

Countless historical scenes seemed to emerge in her mind, but they eventually turned into nothingness. No matter how hard she tried, she could not remember them.

She forgot her past, her history, and even her name.

She shook her head, trying hard to recall the past. By chance she saw floating clouds in the sky and suddenly remembered something.

"My surname is Yun."

What about the name?

The woman fell into deep thought again.

She thought for a long time, and finally, the image of a sword emerged in her mind.

There was a word engraved on the hilt of the sword.

"Stay."

She said slowly.

"Yun...Su?"

"Yun Su..."

"Yun Su!"

What a nice name, the woman thought with a smile on her face.

Looking at the woman in front of him who seemed a little unintelligent, the old man who wanted to open up a sect was in a dilemma.

He introduced:

"Senior, I am a cultivator from the human race. I want to establish a sect here. What do you think?"

"Establishing a sect?" Yun Su blinked and said happily, "That's a good thing. Just start it. Why are you asking me?"

"But Senior has been sitting here all the time. I thought this was Senior's territory."

The old man lowered his head and said embarrassedly.

"Huh."

Yun Su raised his head and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in front of him, and tilted his head.

Do you recognize this place?

She can't remember.

So she smiled and stood up.

"Open it, open it as you like, open it as wide as you can!"

......

What Yun Su didn't expect was that after an unknown amount of time, the old man came to her again.

At this moment, she was facing the clear pond, looking at her own black hair, and the more she looked at it, the more she disliked it.

Was I like this in the past?

Yun Su doesn’t remember.

But she always felt something was wrong, and she couldn't put her finger on it.

She vaguely remembered that she was waiting for someone, but she couldn't remember anymore.

Forget it... There's nothing she can do if she doesn't remember. She can only spend every day happily. Who cares about those things that give her a headache?

The old man found Yun Su beside the pond.

He said respectfully: "Senior, the sect has now been established, but there is still one thing I want to ask you."

"What's the matter, tell me."

Yun Su waved his hand and said casually.

"Although I founded the sect and accepted disciples, the name of this sect has not been decided yet."

The old man sighed and said, "Please give me some advice, senior."

"Let me name it?"

Yun Su's fox pupils turned, and for some reason a picture appeared in his mind.

It was a forest of fiery red maple leaves. As the autumn wind blew, the endless fallen leaves rustled.

On the rippling lake, migratory birds are playing with each other, creating countless ripples on the mirror-like surface.

She sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the scenery in front of her. The huge, towering ancient trees reached into the sky. A young man in white sat next to her.

She couldn't help but think of two words.

Then, she frowned slightly, and her voice somehow revealed a sadness that spanned eternity.

"Autumn water."

Yun Su said slowly.

"Why not just call me Qiu Shui?"

119. Let's ask for some interest

Jingyan opened his eyes.

Just a moment passed, the chirping of insects had not yet ended, and the scattered bamboo leaves were still flying in the air.

But Jing Yan seemed to have experienced a long time. He had accompanied Yun Su's life in the long river of time, witnessed everything she had experienced, and knew everyone she had known.

Although his age has not changed, his words are much more mature at this moment, as if he had had a very long dream and now woke up to find that everything was just a dream.

It's hard to describe this feeling.

But Jing Yan knew that these things had actually happened.

He lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand, the ancient ink-colored long sword named "Su", the sword that Yun Su once used to face the gods and demons alone.

At this moment, the cracks on the sword disappeared completely, it regained its former luster and became extraordinarily sharp.

He took a deep breath, feeling the spiritual energy filling his body. The sword heart that was once riddled with holes now became full and sharp, just like the sword in his hand, and was reborn from the ashes.

The bigger change is his cultivation.

His cultivation, which was originally only one tenth of what it was, now increased rapidly under Jianxin's repair.

Reached the initial stage of transformation.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is to break through the bottleneck each time. Starting from the Golden Core stage, the difficulty increases sharply with each major realm upgrade.

But for some reason, he broke through the bottleneck from Nascent Soul to God Transformation without any awareness, without any sense of stagnation, as if it was a natural process and he could not feel the existence of the bottleneck at all.

Jing Yan closed his eyes and felt the power of his sword.

The sword that he once swung in the long river of time, stabbing at the sword swung by the God King Hongjun!

If he were asked to replicate it again now, he would definitely not be able to swing that same sword, a sword that was powerful enough to kill Mahayana monks and gods.

That sword intent was not wielded by him alone. It was soaked in the blood and hatred of Yun Ling'er who had killed thousands of gods and demons. It had been waiting alone in the sword pool for endless time, and was mixed with Yun Su's thoughts that transcended time - Jing Yan was only the user of that sword energy.

The sword energy he swung across the long river of time cut off time, cut off cause and effect, cut off fate...

He swung out the sword energy that came from ten thousand years later.

It was Yun Ling'er who saved herself.

Even so, he also gained a lot of insights from the sword energy and had a vague concept of time.

His current sword intent is countless times more profound and subtle than when he was in Zhongzhou before. It is something that even those in the Mahayana stage may not be able to comprehend. It comes from the power of time and cause and effect.

At the same time, he also understood one thing -

The past has never been changed, but is moving forward along its predetermined course.

It was because he appeared beside Yun Ling'er, swung the sword at the God King Hongjun, and saved the only remaining members of the Sky Fox tribe, that Yun Ling'er took up the sword to face the gods and demons in the sky.

Only then would she place the damaged sword in the sword pool, and only then could she hold the broken sword in the sword pool.

His acquaintance, understanding, and subsequent events with Yun Ling'er were all connected by the thread of fate, which allowed him to appear by Yun Su's side and change her dark and gloomy past.

Everything is just a cycle.

After figuring this out, Jing Yan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly.

This ending is so much better than the scenes I have seen in the long river of time.

He didn't change history, he changed the timeline.

Now on this timeline, everything is developing in a good direction. Although I don’t know what will happen next, at least the Sky Fox Clan was not wiped out in the catastrophe in the ancestral land.

In the future, whether they disappeared or found a secluded place independent of the world, Jingyan didn’t know. Those were not things he should worry about.

What he should worry about now is the battle with the Son of God tomorrow.

Moreover, the master of the Son of God seems to be called... Hongjun?

I think I remembered it correctly, we are old acquaintances.

Jing Yan couldn't help but chuckle, because he remembered something Tang Jiu Sheng once said.

"This God King is the ruler of the God Clan today. It is said that he was born in ancient times and is the only ancient God alive today. Don't call me Old Bitch anymore. Let him take over this title."

Jing Yan felt that this was one of the few correct things Tang Jiu Sheng said.

The God King Hongjun is indeed an old bastard.

Although Yun Su didn't remember what had happened, Jing Yan had no intention of letting her recall the painful past.

However, avenging the master is the duty of every disciple.

Jingyan clenched the sword in his hand.