The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

He knew that Jin Xiaoxiao had been a gentleman since childhood, but that couldn't alleviate the onset of his furnace cauldron constitution.

Sheng Qingye himself didn't know whether he would have the heart to do that if his master's furnace cauldron physique hadn't broken out.

The last time I said that to Jin Xiaoxiao, it was just a temper tantrum.

He vaguely remembered the look of his master rejecting him with tears in his eyes.

But Sheng Qingye's personality is too possessive, and he can't help wanting to own someone.

If faced with a situation between life and death, he would choose to practice dual cultivation to save his master.

"If my furnace cauldron physique doesn't work in the end, I will still choose to do that."

Sheng Qingye’s idea was simple: he couldn’t just watch his master being tortured to death.

"Sheng Qingye, you dare?! If you do it again, be careful that I will cripple you." Jin Xiaoxiao said word by word in a cold tone.

Jin Xiaoxiao has always been calm and gentle, like a gentleman.

It was rare to see someone speak so harshly, and Sheng Qingye was slightly stunned.

"So, you'd better control your temper." Jin Xiaoxiao's voice was light but powerful.

He would never tolerate seeing his master covered in wounds again.

Jin Xiaoxiao sighed and said in a deep voice:

"What have we gained in the end after all this fighting? He doesn't even want to stay in this world."

This was the first time Jin Xiaoxiao spoke openly, and he was afraid that Sheng Qingye wouldn't understand.

At this point, Sheng Qingye was like a wolf cub that had lost all its strength.

He thought of the ten years since his master left. If Jin Xiaoxiao had not brought his master back, what would have happened to him in this life?

Maybe there is no such life.

I tried so hard to hold the person in my hands before, but in the end I lost him.

Judging from Sheng Qingye's expression at the moment, Jin Xiaoxiao seemed to have taken what he said to heart.

Sheng Qingye seemed to have lost his strength, raised his eyes and said helplessly,

"Okay, if Master's furnace cauldron constitution doesn't flare up, I will restrain myself, but if it does, I will be gentle."

......

Jin Xiaoxiao was so angry that his heart paused and he even raised his fan. He knew that Sheng Qingye had been competitive since he was a child and was really a stubborn person.

This strange conversation was interrupted by the sound of footsteps.

Xuan Yuran hurriedly ran into the yard with a piece of rice paper in his hand, saying that his master was not at home and had left early in the morning.

The three little ones were stunned. How come the master disappeared so early in the morning?

No more morning classes?

The master had just returned, and the many things that had happened before made the three little ones feel a little paranoid and inexplicably nervous.

I'm really scared.

I was so concerned that I lost my composure for a moment and didn't try to find out the news.

Sheng Qingye and Xuan Yuran both looked at Jin Xiaoxiao with worry in their eyes.

"Master, it's okay." Jin Xiaoxiao said with her eyes lowered.

Jin Xiaoxiao can find Tang Yixin's spiritual consciousness in half a month.

Although he never told anyone about this.

Jin Xiaoxiao hopes that her master will be willing to stay with them.

Besides, Master has no reason to leave at this time.

Jin Xiaoxiao thought that what her master cared about most right now was probably her cultivation.

On Lingyu Mountain.

Tang Yixin and Xueyu have already collected a wind-type spirit domain.

The directions given by Xiao Luo and the others were roughly accurate. If no one had pointed them out, these places might not be found even if one searched the entire Lingyu Mountain.

However, it is not that easy to collect the Wind Spirit Domain. After the Wind Spirit Domain matures, it will have resistance itself.

The power was surging, and Tang Yixin tried his best to bear it by himself, not wanting Xueyu to take action. After all, his spiritual power had not yet fully recovered.

However, Xueyu also spared no effort to help Tang Yixien obtain the Fengling Realm.

Tang Yixien's sense of guilt became stronger and stronger.

"Xueyu, you don't have to do this." Tang Yixien grabbed Xueyu and stopped him from rushing forward.

"Ma'am, I'm being polite."

Tang Yixien shook his head helplessly and could only try his best to stop him.

By the time the two returned to Biling Peak, it was already evening.

As soon as he walked into the yard, it was extremely quiet and Tang Yixin felt a chill on his back.

Sure enough, when the two of them walked into the yard, they saw the three little ones waiting for him.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the shadows of the three people stretched long and sharp on the ground.

"Why didn't you go for dinner? What are you doing here?" Tang Yixien frowned slightly.

It was dinner time in the disciples' dining hall.

Didn't he leave a note?

It’s not like they’re leaving without saying goodbye, so what’s with the expressions of these three people?

There is an illusion of being abandoned.

"Master, why didn't you take your disciples with you when you went out with Xueyu?" Xuan Yuran's clear eyes were filled with watery grievance as he walked to Tang Yixin and said.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xueyu with a sharp look.

Xueyu knew about this "cunning" little phoenix.

He just smiled lightly and said deliberately:

"Why? Can't I take my wife out?"

Xueyu noticed that the three of them were jealous, and she felt like joking. Her light blue eyes were filled with pride as she deliberately glanced at the three of them.

Sheng Qing looked wild and biting, his eyes flashing with coldness as he looked towards Xueyu.

Jin Xiaoxiao held the handle of the fan and said calmly:

"Xueyu, long time no see. Who is your wife? Don't call me by random names."

This was the first time the few of them got together after Tang Yixien came back.

The four of them couldn't fight, so they started glaring at each other childishly.

The air in early spring suddenly became colder.

The two ice types are really unbearable.

Tang Yixian quickly explained:

"Master and Xueyu went to Lingyu Mountain and picked up two wind-type spirit domains."

It was just as Jin Xiaoxiao expected, except that this wind-type spiritual realm was not easy to find.

Because Xueyu was naturally white and translucent, the paleness of her face could not be seen. At this moment, he had a smile on his lips, stretched out his hand to touch Tang Yixian's hair and said gently,

"Madam, I'm going back. Don't work so hard on refining. And don't forget the promise."

Xueyu's eyes were full of reluctance. He wanted to spend more time with Tang Yixin, but his spiritual power was not enough.

In a flash, the snow jade gradually dissipated and returned to the jade pendant.

It seemed as if he came here just to find a wind spirit realm for Tang Yixien.

In fact, the three little ones also understood Xueyu's friendship. Otherwise, if they really wanted to kill Xueyu, they would have done it long ago given so many opportunities.

Since Tang Yixien is not here, at least they can throw away the snowflake jade pendant.

But they didn't do that.

Friendship is the bottom line for all three little ones, and Tang Yixin also knows this.

"What is the agreement between Master and Xueyu?" Sheng Qingye asked.

Tang Yixien was stunned.

"Okay, I will go back to refine the spiritual realm, you guys can go and have dinner." After Tang Yixien said this, he held the snowflake jade pendant in his hand and went back to the house.

The night at Biling Peak was quiet. The candles in the three disciples' rooms were all extinguished. A feeling of security gathered in Tang Yixin's heart. The disciples all fell asleep.

The wind outside the window was blowing softly, and Tang Yixin planned to refine the two wind spirit domains he had obtained today.

It’s not that he and Xueyu only took two, but that there should only be two in Lingyu Mountain.

The wind spirit realm is truly rare.

If Tang Yixien hadn't been to Lingyu Mountain back then, it probably wouldn't exist now.

Tang Yixin sat on the bed and meditated, feeling the tremendous spiritual power absorbed by the spiritual roots in his dantian.