People may be very strange in nature. Even if they were as beautiful as picturesque, they felt extremely happy when they arrived in another place. Yun Zangfeng had this feeling at this time. Tianqi Peak is a strange place in the world, with picturesque scenery, which is rare in the world. However, when he stepped on the bluestone stairs of Jiuxuan Gate again, the throbbing in his heart was still hard to describe. Is it fear? Is it excitement? Or something else? He couldn't explain it clearly, and only felt that one in ten years was as happy as today. Only when he arrived in Molin for the first time, the plum blossom on the wedding night in the bridal chamber was as happy as today, and the rest of his days were not as happy as today.

Yun Zangfeng held Long Ling's hand and climbed up the steps step by step. Each step seemed to hit the two of them, with the same beat and the same sound. The two souls and souls were blended together, blood was blended together, and their minds were blended together. Even if it was blood thicker than water, the eyes of the other were filled with indescribable joy. Even if the bluestone slab was long and steep, they didn't know that the sun and moon changed color, nor did they know that time was intertwined.

.I just feel that the road under my feet is so solid, so flat, so happy. The bluestone road is very short. In a blink of an eye, the mountain gate of Jiuxuan Gate has arrived in front of me. There were two young monks wearing plain Taoist robes standing at the mountain gate. They seemed to be guards of the mountain gate. The two were about to go forward again, and the two guards rode the sword in their hands in front of them: "Please go back, you two, Jiuxuan Gate has important matters in the near future, so I will not wait for guests. If there is any negligence, please please

"There are many friends coming and going to Jiuxuan Gate on weekdays, and Jiuxuan Gate also refuses people. Whether it is friends who come to visit old friends, scattered people who come to ask for advice, or evil spirits who come to kick the restaurant, they have a good manners. Yun Zangfeng stayed in Jiuxuan Gate for a while and knew a little about the hospitality of Jiuxuan Gate, so he was very strange and didn't know whether to advance or retreat for a while. Long Ling felt his embarrassment and vain him

Eyes, he said to the two guards: "Please ask the two nephews to inform the head of Wuyou. He said that Yun Zangfeng, a disciple under Wuchen, came to visit with his son Long Ling, and asked the head of the sect to meet him." The two guards looked at each other and saw that the little girl in front of him was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she looked cute. She didn't know whether she believed it or not, so she had to take out the voice transmission talisman from her arms and whisper a few words. The talisman Wufeng spontaneously ignited, and it seemed that the news had been spread.

"Ling'er, you are still smart. I forgot that I am still a disciple of Jiuxuan Sect. These two seniors are too proud to call me uncle." Yun Zangfeng's face was full of self-satisfaction. Long Ling sighed slowly: "You are so smart on weekdays. You are so smarter than me. You don't know where you are smarter. You are just so close to your hometown and have not returned for many years. I forgot for a while. Although I don't want to say it, I'm afraid that the golden face of Sister Liu will make you even more unforgettable. At this time, I'm stupid. When I see Sister Liu's sister, I'm afraid I'll be foolish. I'm stunned. I can't even speak, and I'm afraid I won't even leave."

Yun Zangfeng was unwilling to take over Long Ling's words. His words were full of jealousy, and he was afraid that he would be sore. He turned to the two guards and said, "Two nephews, I have been away from the master for many years, but I don't know what major things happened in the sect. There is a reason why I closed the door to thank the guests." The two guards looked at the two suspiciously, better than to guard against thieves, but the two people in front of him were not determined and they were not good at talking to each other, so they had to answer, "Aren't you a disciple of Jiuxuan Sect? You don't know the rookie in the sect that once every three years? The master of the sect invited several major sects and Ouyang family that were numbered in the Kunlun Secret Realm to watch the ceremony, Ouyang Hongxiu, the Ouyang family's Miss, Feng Polang, the Lingjian Pavilion's disciple, Qing Mo, and so on.

He is the leader of the younger generation." Before he finished speaking, a fire light came from the mountain gate, but Wuyou's voice came: "Please ask them to the Star Gallery Pavilion." The head of the sect said this, naturally acquiesced to the two of them. The guards at the door were of very low age, and immediately said respectfully to Yun Zangfeng and the others: "Uncle Master, the head of the sect asks the two Star Gallery Pavilion to talk about." Yun Zangfeng clasped his fists at the two and brought Long Ling to the Star Gallery Pavilion with a familiar way. The furnishings in the pavilion were as old as before, and the disciples in the sect had more strange faces. I don't know which junior he practiced that he had fallen into the hands of any junior. Yun Zangfeng thought that when he left Jiuxuan Gate, Wuyou said that he was no longer a disciple of Jiuxuan Gate, but today he did not turn him out. It was considered to be the end of his kindness and righteousness.

Up to the Nine Level, Wuyou still sat upright among the stars, as if he hadn't moved for a moment in ten years. Long Ling opened his eyes. The efforts made by countless generations of Jiuxuan Sect made this little girl's mouth unable to close, and she let out a burst of exclamation and admiration. Wuyou knew that the two of them were here, and without asking anything else, the first sentence he said was: "Junior Brother Wuhen, are you doing well? Was he still happy in the Qifeng that day?"

Yun Zangfeng answered with sincerity, but he didn't want to lose his etiquette. He could only bow with Long Ling, and then replied: "Master Wuhen is living a happy life, tasting tea and practicing swords, and life is free. I just thought about my uncle and the master in my heart, and I am afraid I feel so distressed." Wuyou laughed rare: "You kid has learned some slick words in Tianqifeng for so many years? Wuhen is afraid that he won't miss me anymore. I can't stand him back then..." Wuyou's voice stopped abruptly, and then turned: "Forget it, it's all old things, it's better not to mention them.

You come back this time and think it's a success. You are Wuchen and Wuhen's disciple. I'm afraid you won't be able to admit that you are a disciple of Jiuxuan Sect. Today, our uncle and nephew will have a good chat. After so many years, no one is willing to say something with me, a lonely man." Yun Zangfeng then felt the loneliness of the head of this sect. The head is high above. Even if there are hundreds of disciples under him, who dares to chat around him? After Wuchen's retreat, he will be even more lonely. I don't know how this old man spent the two hundred years of Wuchen's experience in the world.

Yun Zangfeng felt a little pitiful. The person in front of him had boundless magic power. At the price, he probably had boundless silence. He could only sit in this star-gazing pavilion day and night. He couldn't help but look at Long Ling beside him. Although he had no ability, he had a wife who had been together until the white hair. Xian Yun Yehe was also happy. He pulled Long Ling and sat next to Wuyou, and asked with a smile: "Master, I said, you have married." Wuyou looked at Yun Zangfeng lightly, and then turned his head: "Marry, but she has been dead for hundreds of years. I can't remember it, time will always erase everything, even

The death of the loved ones will be slowly erased by him. What's the use of cultivating immortality and seeking immortality? Even if I have reached my level of cultivation, I will only live for thousands of years. No matter how high the cultivation level of the Jiuxuan Sect is, it will be just a piece of yellow earth, leaving behind this empty Jiuxuan Sect. I'm afraid that in the end I will only cultivate a tomb for myself. Finally, seeing that my loved one grows old in front of you, but dies without any energy, can only let the heartache stay for hundreds of years. Young people cherish the person in front of me." These words made Long Ling tighten Yun Zangfeng's hand, and he felt extremely sad. Yun Zangfeng looked at Long Ling with a smile.

He heard Wuyou continue, "You don't have to explain your purpose. I know what you want to ask. Those who have cultivated my junior brother and I have been in seclusion for more than ten years. I'm afraid you have to wait for a long time. If you go to his cave and tell him, you will be determined. As for your Miss Liu, I'm entrusted by her, I can't tell you, you can go and find the answer yourself."

Yun Zangfeng felt a little disappointed. He didn't know why. He was obviously destined to be so uncomfortable. He forced himself to cheer up and asked some things about the rookie competitions of the sects: "Master, I heard that the sects are holding a competition. Those sects only sent some disciples. Isn't it a bit disrespectful?" "Otherwise, it was just a competition for the younger generation. Several major sects are hindering each other and are in harmony with each other. They are sent to observe and communicate and learn. Didn't I go to see it? Let them make trouble by themselves. Your little sister is growing up very quickly, and there are probably only a few people in the younger generation who can compete with him." Wuyou smiled and smiled so hard that Yun Zangfeng was confused.
Chapter completed!