Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

The setting sun shines on the warm breeze, and the mountains and seas are full of love for the teacher!

At Xuanfeng Pass to the north of the Shuangyu Mountains, the afterglow of the setting sun cast a red glow on the city walls, and the evening breeze of Manghuang blew away the tears of those who left!

Xiao Yingxu's divination was not performed because he also believed that Shen Yichen's fate did not need to be calculated. Guanxing Mountain was the root of Taoism, and Murong Ruoxi and Shen Yichen, whom he was looking for, were the descendants of Guanxing Mountain. The root is there and the descendant is there!

Realistically! Xiao Yingxu didn't dare to calculate. He could only firmly believe that Shen Yichen was not dead, otherwise he would have no direction to move forward, and the future of Daoyuan Sect seemed to have lost its direction!

Of course, the old beggar would not believe that Shen Yichen would die in the vast sea! Guanxing Mountain was a place he didn't even know about. How could the descendant of Guanxing Mountain die after going down the mountain? How could it be possible!

To be honest, the old beggar's idea is even simpler. It might be better if Shen Yichen died. How could a person who couldn't even get out of a small desert be worthy of being his apprentice?

The old beggar told Murong Ruoxi in a very affirmative tone that Shen Yichen would not die in the vast sea! However, he did not tell Murong Ruoxi the basis of his judgment, because some things cannot be said in front of so many people.

The basis for the old beggar's judgment was the Yin-Yang Pearls. Legend has it that this is a pair of rare treasures from heaven and earth that live and die together, and their owners will also live and die together!

Alas, I have to sigh that many of the rumors are false. Even a saint like the old beggar would believe them and be deceived. But it is no wonder, because so few people know about the Yin-Yang Pearl, so every legend about it cannot be verified!

The old beggar knew too little about the Yin-Yang Mysterious Pearl, but fortunately Shen Yichen was still alive, otherwise Murong Ruoxi would have lost out by kowtowed to him before leaving! There was one thing the old beggar didn't know, that is, the Yin-Yang Mysterious Pearl on Murong Ruoxi was in an unopened state, which was not much different from an ordinary pearl!

The warm breeze was turned off. In the sunset and the north wind, when Murong Ruoxi learned that the old beggar was leaving, the tears that had just stopped began to flow again!

Murong Ruoxi is a young lady with a pure heart and simple emotions. She is so persistent and attentive to every kind of emotion, whether it is her love for Shen Yichen or her master-disciple relationship with the old beggar!

"Hey, old man, what do you mean? Didn't you promise Uncle Yun that you would protect my young lady? If you leave now, what will happen to my young lady?"

When Mu Wanqian heard that the old beggar was leaving, she instantly exploded! She was already emotionally unstable, and she was worried about her young lady's love. Now her safety was at risk again!

"Little girl, you have to walk some roads by yourself, and you have to feel some feelings by yourself. Master can only accompany you here, but don't worry, Master will come to find you soon!"

The old beggar looked at Murong Ruoxi who was crying, and ignored Mu Wanqian. He had accepted a good disciple, a very satisfactory disciple, and his look showed not only relief but also reluctance to let go!

Murong Ruoxi wiped her tears in panic and said with a smile:

"Damn idiot, he didn't come to look for me, so I always miss him. The next time I see him, I will make him cry, I will make him shed tears. I won't let him stop until I'm satisfied!"

Alas, everyone could see that these tears were clearly shed because of the old beggar. What a hypocritical young lady!

"Stinky old man, are you going to look for another mistress again? I advise you to calm down. You are not young anymore! You are such a failure as a master, what can I do? If I can't catch up with this fool, it's your fault!"

Murong Ruoxi made a joke, but she laughed, but couldn't wipe away her tears!

"Stinky girl, in the future, when you meet a powerful woman who bullies you, call her Master's Wife! Don't be afraid. Even if she is not powerful now, if she dares to bully you, I will take her in!"

The old beggar is so shameless!

"Hey, old man, are you really leaving? Don't be ridiculous! None of the people chasing after my lady have shown up yet!"

Mu Wanqian was really worried about Murong Ruoxi's safety. Yun Bo was not there, and the old beggar was gone. She was frightened just thinking about it!

"Qian girl, is my disciple afraid of being hunted down? She is the only one who gets to kill others!"

"Is that so? You little bastard!"

"You old man, you only taught me this little bit. I don't have any confidence. How about you give me the seven-colored holy wine?"

Murong Ruoxi had actually been thinking about this the whole way. She remembered that the boss of Qisongxiang in Tuoliang City said that Jiu Xiaoyao had seven-color holy wine!

"Stinky girl, how did you know?"

Murong Ruoxi felt a little ashamed because she seemed to only know one thing about her master!

"Stinky old man, will you give it to me? My disciple is still being hunted!"

"Alas, I can't give it to you. When I was young, I was competitive and lost to others. Later, I stopped brewing wine. The wine in the world is still the best. It's better not to drink my wine!"

The old beggar looked up at the sunset, seeming a little sad. Alas, perhaps it was another sad memory in the past!

"But, little girl, I'll give you something else!"

The old beggar turned to look at Murong Ruoxi and threw her three pills.

"Hey, old man, what did you give my lady? Damn, it can't be the medicine from your grandson's room in Guiying Town, right?"

Mu Wanqian looked at the three pills, and she remembered the medicine that Xing'an of Guixing Town had left in the house!

"You, you, how come even your own disciple is... an old pervert!"

After Mu Wanqian finished speaking, she felt something was wrong. What happened to her? How could an old beggar give her young lady such a thing? Mu Wanqian was somewhat embarrassed!

"You little bitch, if you can't beat them, eat one. Then you should be able to escape!"

The old beggar ignored Mu Wanqian. He felt that Mu Wanqian was still drunk!

Alas, Mu Wanqian herself didn't know that she was still drunk! She drank too much last night, and she couldn't digest it. It was all absorbed by the dark night flower in her body. The result was like this. She didn't seem drunk, but her mood was very unstable!

"Xiao Yingxu, your sister-in-law's safety is in your hands!"

"Tsk, you didn't tell me where the Tianji copper coins are, and you didn't give me the gun back. If it wasn't for my sister-in-law, I wouldn't bother with you, old man!"

Xiao Yingxu is so cool!

"You old bastard, you haven't told me your name yet! My master's wife asked me who my master is, I can't just say I don't know!"

"Saint Jiu Xiaoyao, as for my name, let's talk about it next time we meet!"

The old beggar finally admitted that he was the Saint Jiu Xiaoyao, he admitted it with his own mouth!

Xiao Yingxu looked at the old beggar in surprise and said:

"Saint? You old man, are you kidding me? A saint looks like you, ugh!"

Xiao Yingxu didn't care at all and said to herself:

"So what if he's a saint? It's none of my business!"

But upon hearing this, Qiong Yu in red and Mu Ying in green flew back, drew out their swords and knives, circulated their internal energy, and looked at the old beggar vigilantly!

The old beggar smiled and looked at Qiongyu in red and Muying in green!

Murong Ruoxi and Mu Wanqian were very confused and didn't know why!

"Hey, sister-in-law, isn't it your master's child who comes to see him again?"

Xiao Yingxu is also growing up, and he seems to understand some things.

"Xiao Yingxu, how about you tell their fortune? Tell them whether they will go the same way as you?"

"You old fool, do we still need to count? They just said that Jianying City is going to produce a holy sword, they are going to Jianying City, and we are also going in that direction, huh! Do you think I didn't understand?"

Xiao Yingxu had a look of disdain on his face!

You know what, Murong Ruoxi and Mu Wanqian really didn’t understand!

"My two Taoist friends, is what Xiao Yingxu said true?"

Murong Ruoxi was a little surprised! She was surprised by Xiao Yingxu!

"Little girl, let them protect you for a while?"

The old beggar looked at Qiong Yu Muying who was wary of him, and he had a new idea. Qian'er was right in reminding him that his disciple Murong Ruoxi really needed protection!

Realistically! The old beggar never expected that the sect where Qiong Yu Muying belonged would pass on the hatred and resentment of the past to the next generation. He had let it go a long time ago, but some people could not forget it, so he decided to teach them a lesson!

"Meteoric Sword, Setting Sun Blade, what level have you two reached in your cultivation? I'll give you three chances. If you lose, you must protect my disciple and go find the person she's looking for. Otherwise, I'll throw this sword and knife into the East China Sea, so that you will know they are there, but not where they are!"

Qiong Yu in red and Mu Ying in green were stunned when they heard this. They looked at each other, and things seemed to be different from what they thought!

"Forget the past and repair the past. How can you be so young and have your heart full of the shackles of the past? What does the grudges from hundreds of years ago have to do with you?"

The old beggar paused and sighed:

"The setting sun kills life, the falling stars take away love. Alas, you only know one side of the story, not the other!"

After the old beggar finished speaking, he shook his head. This was a past event that had something to do with him. No, he had already let it go a long time ago and it had nothing to do with him anymore!

"What's going on, you old man? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Murong Ruoxi didn't understand, but Mu Wanqian was very happy because the old beggar asked someone to protect her young lady.

Xiao Yingxu acted as if it had nothing to do with him, fiddling with the copper coins in his hand, and said:

"You two, can't make up your mind? Do you want me to tell you your fortune?"

Alas, Xiaoyingxu’s hexagram failed to be calculated again!

Qiongyu in red and Muying in green put away their swords and knives. They didn't understand and were very reluctant, but they agreed to the old beggar's request!

The two knew that they could not win by fighting, nor could they run away, but they did not understand why the Saint Jiu Xiaoyao did not take the Falling Star Sword and the Setting Sun Knife. They really could not understand, because their master once said that the Saint Jiu Xiaoyao had entered their mountain gate for the sake of the sword and the knife, but that was two hundred years ago.

Times have passed and circumstances have changed, when fate ends, people will eventually part ways!

At Xuanfeng Pass, Murong Ruoxi called out "Master" and knelt down! They walked down Xuanfeng Pass in tears. They were really going to the direction of Yingzhou Jianying City!

"You little bitch, you still want to make me cry..."

Xuanfeng Pass, in the sunset, people are gone but the pass still exists!