I respect him so fragrant

At dusk, outside the Temple of Three Autumns, Qingfeng Xianzun stood under the corridor with the only wooden door lily, looking at the boundless, desolate and silent Zhifeng Xianshan, and sighed.

After a while, Nanfeng Xianzun took a fishing rod and a small wooden bucket, and walked slowly with Samsung.Seeing this, Qingfeng Xianzun stepped forward, and asked in a gentle voice: "How many fish did you catch today? Why did you come back so late?"

Nanfeng Xianzun smiled, and touched Sanxing: "I and Sanxing have caught all the fish nearby, of course we have to go farther. Fortunately, the harvest is quite good, enough for the three of us to eat for a few days."

"You and I have already bigu, what are you doing eating these?" Qingfeng Xianzun shook his head, "Just give it three stars. It is different from us, it cannot be bigu."

Samsung tilted his head, as if curious about what the two were talking about.Qingfeng Xianzun raised his hand, touched its furry head, and said softly: "Okay, we haven't seen Shuiyue for a while, let's go and have a look before it's completely dark."

Nanfeng Xianzun nodded.

Passing through the forest road overgrown with wild grass and the bushes entwined with thorns, the two and one beast came to the entrance of a cave.From the outside, the cave is not big, and its location is also very inconspicuous. At first glance, it will not attract attention at all.In addition, it is very troublesome to go through the barren and messy woods before reaching the cave.Therefore, except for a few people, no one would think that there is a Shuiyue Immortal of the Wanyue Gate hidden in this cave.

Qingfeng and Nanfeng left Sanxing to guard outside, and entered the cave together.

There is an ice bed in the center of the hole.

The small ice bed is well protected by one spirit array after another, making it difficult for ordinary people and monsters to get close to it.Qingfeng Xianzun stretched out his hand and cast a spell, and in a blink of an eye, the layers of spiritual formations disappeared.

He walked to the ice bed, looked at Xie Yao who was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, and remained silent.

"You've slept long enough." Nan Feng also stepped forward, and said with a wry smile, "The world outside is so chaotic, yet you lie here quietly and don't care about anything."

"Sometimes I feel that instead of living like this, we might as well find a bed and sleep like you."

He stared at Xie Yao's pale face with a melancholy look: "Now this fairy mountain is so empty that it makes people panic."

"No matter how empty it is, someone needs to keep it." Qingfeng said lightly, and said to Nanfeng, "As the masters of a sect, we should be like this."

"Heh, the masters of the same family." Nan Feng smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, "with that one around, who would dare to recognize us as the masters of the same family? It's just a fool of ourselves."

Hearing the word "that person", Qingfeng snorted coldly: "He? He was also a disciple of the immortal sect back then, and he had received all the favors of the immortal sect. Now that he has turned his face and refused to accept his account, who wouldn't say that he is a wolf-hearted man."

"That's how it is said..." Nanfeng took the conversation and was about to continue, when Xie Yao's eyelids moved slightly as he was lying on the ice bed.

"Brother," he hurriedly said, "Did you see Shuiyue's eyelids move just now?"

"What?" Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, "How is it possible?"

Nan Feng rubbed his eyes, stared at Xie Yao's face for a long time, and found that he did not show the same reaction as before, and his expression turned disappointed: "Hmm... It seems that I misread."

Qingfeng said: "It was the same last time."

"Maybe I miss him waking up too much." Nanfeng whispered, "I used to hear him chattering non-stop, I just felt it was noisy. Now that I think about it, I miss him very much."

"The past is irreversible, we still have to look forward." Qingfeng patted him on the shoulder, "It's getting late, we should go back."

"Ah."

The two turned around and walked out of the cave.

At this moment, Xie Yao who was lying on the ice bed slowly opened his eyes.

The roof of the cave above the ice bed is the eye of all the spiritual formations.Although Qingfeng temporarily untied the layout of the spirit formation, the eyes of the formation were still there, like a purple pupil emitting a faint light.

Xie Yao was stung by the faint light, and couldn't help hissing slightly.

And this sound also successfully attracted Qingfeng Nanfeng's attention.

They both looked back and saw the most unforgettable scene in their lives——

Xie Yao, who had been in a deep sleep for ten years and was determined not to wake up again, slowly sat up from the ice bed, and then... rolled to the ground.

***

"What?! I fucking slept for another ten years!"

In Sanqiu Hall, Xie Yao was so excited when he heard the words that he almost smashed the table.

"Hey, take it easy," Nan Feng said with a painful look on his face, "This is the last intact table in our Zhifengmen."

Xie Yao had a face full of the expression that I was going to shut myself up, and pressed his temples and couldn't stop muttering: "No, this is wrong, am I already dead? Why am I alive again? And I'm here to hold the damper?"

He secretly glanced at Qingfeng on the opposite side, seeing his caring expression, tenderness and joy in his eyes, his heart felt even colder.

It's over, Qingfeng's eyes are different from before.Wouldn't that be the last calm before the storm?

He burned someone else's fairy mountain, and it fell into their hands. It's no wonder they tore him apart!

Xie Yao closed his eyes, and thought to himself, that's all, he is a man who dares to act, there is nothing he dares to admit.

"Beat or punish...you can do whatever you want." Xie Yao gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that you give me some strength to go back, I want to bring back Yuemen."

As soon as these words came out, Qingfeng's gaze dimmed.

Seeing this, Nan Feng hesitated to speak, and his expression showed a little bit of unbearable.

"You guys... what's wrong?" Xie Yao keenly sensed that the two of them were not in the right mood, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and said, "What happened to Wanyuemen...?"

Ten years may be a long time for ordinary people, but for the sects and practitioners of cultivating immortals, it is just a drop in the ocean, in the blink of an eye.Xie Yao clearly remembered that before his death, the Wanyue Sect was full of talents and powerful, and it was at the height of the sun.

And ten years later, it should be even better.

Seeing Xie Yao's puzzled face, Qingfeng couldn't help sighing deeply, and said, "Forget it, you won't believe it just by saying it, so follow me out and have a look."

He got up and went out of the hall, and Xie Yao followed suit.

Looking at it again, the bustling and bustling fairy mountain in my memory is completely gone, only the dark and lonely night and the occasional starlight scattered in the sky remain.

No one would believe that this is a decent family that has lasted for a hundred years.

Xie Yao didn't believe it either: "What's going on here? How did Zhifengmen come here? Is it the same for Wanyuemen?"

"It's not just Wanyuemen and Zhifengmen." Qingfeng said softly, "The same goes for Xihuamen and Sixuemen."

"There are hundreds of thousands of disciples and nearly a thousand immortal masters. Where have they all gone?"

"Half left."

Xie Yao frowned: "Why did you leave?"

Qingfeng glanced sideways at him, and explained: "Because of Lord Hanjiang's order, it is forbidden to recruit disciples from Zhufang Four Immortals, and the surnames of the aristocratic families are abolished, and those who violate it will be killed without mercy."

"Who is this Lord Hanjiang? He is so powerful." Xie Yao murmured, "But the word 'Hanjiang' sounds familiar."

Where did he hear it?

Qingfeng didn't explain the origin of Lord Hanjiang to him, but continued: "Do you know where the other half went?"

"This... I don't know."

"They are dead."

Xie Yao's heart was startled by these light four words, and he almost lost his footing: "...Dead?!"

"Their bones have been buried in this barren mountain for many years."

This sigh made Xie Yao laugh instead of sad.He laughed, but his voice was trembling: "Qingfeng, I know I burned your mountain before, and you are very angry, but you don't have to make such a big joke with me. There are so many people, so many lives, why don't you die?" What? You really don't have to curse people like that..."

Qingfeng Xianzun said again: "Shuiyue, I have one thing to say, don't be sad."

Xie Yao smiled and finally couldn't laugh anymore.He stood in the corridor, with a lot of fear in his eyes: "What's the matter?"

"The bright moon is gone."

"...What?" Xie Yao thought he had misheard, "What happened to Jiaoyue?"

"he died."

Xie Yao only felt that the blood in his chest that had boiled up again due to the resurrection had cooled down.

he died.

who died?

Bright moon is dead.

"Who did it?" Xie Yao took a deep breath, his face was pale, and he clenched his fists, "Who did it!"

"Mr. Hanjiang."

It's Mr. Hanjiang again.

"Who is he!"

"He used to be a disciple of the Wanyue Sect." Qingfeng said, "but he rebelled."

"His name is Jiang Gu."

If you say that you heard the news of Jiaoyue's death just now, Xie Yao's heart is half cold.At that moment when he heard that Mr. Han Jiang was Jiang Gu, Xie Yao only felt that a basin of cold water had poured him from head to tail, making him feel chilled to the bone.

"Jiang Gu..." Xie Yao repeated the familiar name in disbelief, "Jiang Gu... Jiang Gu..."

How could it be Jiang Gu?

How could it be Jiang Gu?

"I know you hate him." Qingfeng said, "Ten years ago, he injured you and put you in a coma for ten years, almost never waking up. Now he killed Jiaoyue and took the Wanyue Gate as his own." Territory..."

"Wait," Xie Yao said with a pale face, and heard something wrong from Qingfeng's words, "What do you mean he injured me ten years ago? Didn't I die ten years ago because of the poison in my heart and soul?"

Qingfeng glanced at him when he heard the words, his eyes were full of worry: "I said that your injury is not that simple, and you must have some sequelae. But it doesn't matter, these unbearable past events can be forgotten."

"I remember very clearly that I died because of the poison of the heart and soul space." Xie Yao insisted, "But for some reason, I am alive again inexplicably."

"When have you been poisoned by the heart and soul space?" Qingfeng frowned, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Xie Yao said: "Where am I talking nonsense? If it wasn't because of my heart and soul, how could I have been imprisoned on the mountain for ten years by the brother in charge? How did I meet Jiang Gu? Accept him as an apprentice?"

"When did you accept Jiang Gu as your apprentice?"

Qingfeng frowned deeper: "Don't you hate him the most?"

Xie Yao was completely dumbfounded.

Is he awake or in a dream?

If it was in a dream, the dream would be too absurd, too unbelievable.

If in reality...

He looked at Zhifeng Xianshan, which was plunged into darkness and covered with wild grass, and an indescribable sense of fear slowly rose in his heart.

This reality is far away from his world of mortals.

The author has something to say: Hahaha Master is dumbfounded, somehow the apprentice is not his apprentice anymore.

Double Eleven, I wish all singles happy (serious face)