The divine thoughts spread, and in an instant, mountains and rivers reflect the mind.

"Floating Life!"

"Here I'm back!"

Bingchen talked to himself.

But it was within the reach of Bing Chen's divine thoughts, and the mountains and rivers of the world appeared in almost instant.

Familiar atmosphere, familiar scenery, familiar mountains, rivers and earth.

Bingchen's expression changed slightly, which was originally a sad mood, and therefore it was slightly diluted.

Withdrawing his spiritual thoughts, Bingchen looked around in the Fusheng Hall, pondered for a moment, and said, "I know you have a spirit. Thank you this time!"

It seemed to respond to Bingchen, and suddenly, a ray of mysterious light shot out, illuminating Bingchen.

Seeing this, Bingchen's face showed a little soft look and bowed.

Turning around, Bingchen walked out of the Fusheng Hall.

When I opened the door, I saw the scene before me, I was still familiar with it.

In front of the Fusheng Hall, there were hundreds of monks on it, still sinking into their dreams. Hao Ran was the more than 700 monks who had invaded the Fusheng Realm and were captured by Bing Chen. And when he looked down, he saw the ninety-nine-stage floating life ladder!

The floating ladder remains the same, and the place of origin below is still the same!

Seeing this, a complex look faintly appeared in Bingchen's eyes.

The memories of the mind emerged, and there was the scene of climbing the floating life ladder with Bing Yuexi, and there was also the situation when the gods attacked and forced to climb the floating life ladder.

"Xi'er!" Thinking of this, Bingchen called out softly.

A familiar and beautiful, cold and noble face, and a beautiful, playful, cute and charming figure emerges from the mind.

A little bit of melancholy, a little bit of helplessness, and a little bit of longing.

"Xi'er, I won't let you wait too long!" Bingchen said to himself.

When he said this, another figure also appeared in Bing Chen's mind.

"Youmeng!"

When Bingchen thought of Lan Youmeng, he felt even more helpless and powerless.

"Soul Immortal! I don't know how long it will take to cultivate to the level of Soul Immortal!" Bing Chen said powerlessly.

Of course!

In just a moment, Bingchen's eyes showed a little sharpness.

"So what about the soul immortal? Even if you give all your money, you will definitely find Youmeng back from your hands!" Bing Chen said coldly.

Now that he has lost too much, he is really afraid that he will lose the one he loves again, and he will never allow the one he loves to leave him!

His eyes looked into the distance, and his sharp eyes gradually became a little cold.

After a while, Bingchen regained his mind.

As my mind moved, my mind was immersed in the Kun Domain Bead.

At the first moment, Ding Chen divine divided into dozens of ways, and looked for the person he cared about the most.

Jingchan, Jiang Zimo, Qianzhayue, Xuanying, Jin Lianzhi, Junmei, Shengli, Ji Yueying, Yan Lingjiao, Yuru, Jingshu, Jingya...

As the divine thoughts reach, everyone is reflected in their minds as soon as possible.

A little surprised in his expression, but Bing Chen discovered that without exception, everyone was devoted to practicing!

Sheng Li sat alone in the Red Flame Formation, let Liehuo burn his body and face remained unchanged. Bing Chen even discovered that he had entered a deep level of cultivation, and had reached the realm of enlightenment with the unity of divine thoughts and the ethereal mind.

Ji Yueying and Yan Lingjiao, the two were in Jianjue Valley. With the help of the sword intent killing formation in the valley, they were tempering their bodies. Their dresses had already broken, and at this time they were covered with sword injuries. However, even so, they gritted their teeth and let the sword intent come. They did not even use much power to resist. They were just trying their best to use their skills to treat their own injuries.

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Yu Ru, as she used to sit cross-legged in her attic, felt the wood-like charm of the God-Dao God, and practiced her wood-type martial arts. Even Bing Chen clearly saw that the dust had accumulated quite thickly on the wooden table in her room. Looking at her appearance, it had been at least several years or even ten years!

Jingshu and Jingya, the two of them clasped their hands together, and were also in deep cultivation. Now, they can almost say that their aura is completely consistent, and there is not much difference in their cultivation and even their soul fluctuations! It seems like twins are together, and it is difficult to distinguish them!

What surprised Bingchen the most was Jingchan, Jiang Zimo, Qianzheyue, Jin Lianzhi and Junmei, who were sitting cross-legged around one of the spiritual peaks!

The power of the five elements was released from the five people and was submerged into the five elements sword in front of them. The five elements sword was also absorbing the essence of the divine gold of the Void God Gold, and even Jingchan and the others were refining the power of the overflowing power of the Void God Gold.

A nearly transparent long sword is condensed by the five elements sword intent, coupled with the power of the Void Divine Gold, floating above the Void Divine Gold. Even if Bing Chen peeks with his divine thoughts, the sword art artistic conception emitted by the transparent long sword condensed by the Five Elements sword intent and the Void Divine Gold power also makes Bing Chen feel a little chill!

Bing Chen felt that the transparent long sword condensed by Jingchan and others was even more powerful than the Breaking Sword he used with the power of the Five Elements Sword!

Burning cherry trees and flowers dance all over the sky.

Yingman Peak, Bingchen's divine thoughts came here, and seeing the beautiful scenery here again, Bingchen couldn't help but lose his mind.

The cherry blossoms are still the same, the people are still the same!

Outside the hut, under the cherry tree, the plain white figure sat cross-legged.

Still so dignified and beautiful, still so elegant and so beautiful!

Of course!

When Bingchen looked carefully, he clearly realized that the current Xuanying breath has changed so much compared to the past!

The former Xuanying cherry was cold and noble, but it was gentle and elegant. But the current Xuanying cherry, Bingchen, felt that it was too cold!

Yes, it's just cold! Bingchen is not unfamiliar with that feeling, and it is almost very similar to the momentum emitted by Bing Yuexi and Bing Soul!

Just as Bingchen hesitated and looked at Xuan Ying, suddenly, Xuan Ying opened her eyes and looked up at the sky.

"Master!" Xuan Ying called out softly.

Bingchen was surprised.

"Master, I know it's you! Master!" Xuan Ying said again.

However, she waited for a few days but still did not respond.

With a slight frown, Xuan Ying stood up and bowed to the front.

"Master, please show up and see your disciples. For more than 30 years, I have been waiting for my master for more than 30 years!" Xuan Ying continued.

Looking at the sky with his eyes trembling slightly. Xuan Ying was nervous, worried, and excited at the same time.

She believed that her intuition would not be wrong. Someone was peeking here, and that person was her master, Bingchen, whom she had been waiting for!

"Master!"

Seeing that Bingchen still did not respond, Xuan Ying called out another soft call, and at the same time, a bit of anxiety and nervousness appeared in her expression.

"Master, please show up and see your disciples! For more than thirty years, my disciples have been waiting for you to appear all the time. My disciples are always concerned about my master and worried about my master! Master, my disciple...Disciple..." Xuan Ying said in a praying tone.

Suddenly, it was also at this moment that Xuan Ying felt something and quickly turned around and looked back.

A figure, a white robe was torn, and the blood stains on it were dried up and black, and a white-haired figure!

Seeing the person in front of him, Xuan Ying's heart trembled suddenly and she immediately called out: "Master!"

After the words came, Xuan Ying flew and pounced on Bingchen's chest.

"Master!Master!"

"I know it's you, I know it must be you!" Xuan Ying said excitedly.

Her arms slowed down over Bingchen's waist and hugged Bingchen tightly. Xuan Ying was excited and her body trembled slightly.

Bingchen's eyes were soft, and he looked at the person in his arms, and his eyes were full of love.

A familiar breath, a familiar feeling, and a familiar warmth.

Xuan Ying didn't care about anything else. The excitement and joy in her heart prompted her to hug Bingchen tightly and buried her head in her chest.

"Master, I miss you so much. In the past 30 years, I have been thinking about you all the time." Xuan Ying whispered.

Bingchen's eyes changed a little, hesitated a little, and gently stroked Xuan Ying's back.

Although Xuanyin felt a little embarrassed when she felt Bingchen's actions, she didn't want to care at this moment.

Holding Bingchen tightly, Xuanying didn't want to let go. The two hugged each other quietly, and under the cherry blossom trees, cherry blossoms surrounded them. In more than 30 years, Xuanying had imagined and requested countless times.

Losing Bingchen's news and knowing that he might be in danger, Xuan Ying knew how important Bingchen is in her heart now.

She didn't know when Bingchen had entered her heart. Once upon a time, Bingchen's care for her, her love for her, and her meticulous care made her fascinated, made her happy, and made her depend on her! Xuan Ying never had this feeling, even if her Master Xuan Yun had never given it, and Xuan Ying knew that she could not give it to it, and even no one else could give it to it!

The feeling that Bingchen gave her was that kind of warmth, care, and love was very special, far from being a simple master-disciple relationship! Of course, at least in Xuan Ying's own opinion!

After experiencing more than 30 years of longing and more than 30 years of uneasiness and concern, Xuan Ying also put down her concerns and burdens. She once secretly swore that she made up her mind that when Bingchen appears again, she would always be with him and always be with her. She didn't want to be like now, and could only wait helplessly in Kunyuzhu!

"Master!"

After a while, Xuan Ying calmed down a little and looked up at Bingchen's face.

The jade hand stretched out, and Xuan Ying gently stroked Bing Chen's cheek.

With a gentle look, looking at Bingchen, Xuan Ying at this time was no longer as cold as before, but some were just a kind of tenderness!

Looking at the person who was so close to his arms, beautiful, familiar and extremely important in his heart, Bingchen's sorrow, the hatred and coldness hidden in his heart, and various other emotions were gradually soothed and comforted.
To be continued...