Just as Qinghuan's feet touched the ground, the thatched hut that had disappeared for a long time suddenly came out. A very cute little girl with a bun appeared in front of her, smiling at her with an innocent smile on her face, and then slowly thrust her body and turned into a beautiful young woman.

"If you can see me, it means that you are already very strong, far better than me who chose to stay on the Naihe Bridge back then. In the future, you naturally don't need me to guide you, you will already know a lot." The woman chuckled. "When you saw me, I might have lost my soul, but I don't regret it. I can finally return to the world, but I see the person I have loved for so long, even if the price is torn to pieces, I am willing."

"But you, I wish you, will never be like me, and I will die for so many years, but I still can't let go."

"From now on, you will be the next Meng Po. But I don't like this name, so I turned into a child. Qinghuan, if you can, I hope you can escape from all living beings, be independent of the way of heaven, and no longer be trapped by people."

Qinghuan looked at it quietly, then waved her hand, and the woman's image disappeared instantly and turned into powder.

The little girl had already left when she came to Naihe Bridge. So for so long, no one had taught her what to do, no one had saved her or comforted her, because when she came here, she was destined to be the only one.

Although the thatched hut disappeared, a body was suspended in the air. Qinghuan looked at the flesh of her life, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, saying, "I don't need you anymore." After speaking, the body disappeared, and a large village appeared where the thatched hut originally existed. There were three big words written on the plaque - Mengpozhuang. With the rise of the hut, a blood-red mark gradually rose between Qinghuan's eyebrows. The mark flashed by and disappeared soon.

Meng Po is just a code name. All the women who make soup here are called Meng Po, but none of them have ever jumped off the Wangchuan River and practiced hard for tens of millions of years, only Qinghuan. She is destined to be the most extraordinary and earth-shaking one.

Qinghuan's smile never disappeared. She stomped her feet gently, and a half-person-high snow-white head suddenly rose on the bridge: "Master of the Manor."

"Send Weiyin's ghost back to his body."

The snow-white head responded respectfully, hooked Wei Yin with the soul-catching rope, and disappeared in an instant.

She stayed here for so long, and I don’t know what happened to Wei Yin. After thinking about it, Qinghuan immediately left Naihe Bridge. Just like the last time she appeared in Wanjian Sect, this time she still appeared at the foot of the mountain, and even was still the time for the new disciple to be in the introductory assessment. But I don’t know how many rounds of new disciples this is already.

Qinghuan raised her foot and stepped on the steps. Her skirt was windless, extremely clean, as white as new. After walking a few steps on the steps, the clouds in front of her eyes dispersed, and only a burst of arrogant child laughter was heard: "Give me your spirit beast quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless to you!"

"You, you can't do this! Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei was injured. It didn't mean to scratch you! I won't give it to you!" The answer was a weak but firm childish voice. "If you bully me again, I will go and find the real person in the acting sect!"

"Ha! Find a real person in the acting leader?! Don't you know that the real person in the acting leader is my father? Hurry up and give me this beast!"

"I won't give it!"

"I think you don't want to eat the toast, and you're punished to death-"

Suddenly, the whip was still moving, and the boy, who looked pink and jade, said a lot, and felt very strange. With his current cultivation level, there was no one other than his parents who could beat him... He looked back and saw a masked woman in white standing behind him, looking at him at this moment. The boy was panicked by his bright eyes, but he was so used to being forced, so he naturally refused to admit defeat, and choked: "Who are you! How dare you stop my young master's whip! I don't teach you a lesson!"

【Master, are you awake?!】

Because Qinghuan practiced hard, the system also entered a deep sleep state. It was different from Qinghuan. It did not have the mind and ability of Qinghuan. So when Qinghuan awakened it, it became a little slow. But soon, it felt the powerful and majestic power surged in its body, and immediately said surprise [Master, you are so strong!] "Don't talk so much nonsense, tell me, who is this child?"

Not only did he become stronger, but he even became much more peaceful and particularly gentle! The system was happy and hurriedly said, "This is the son of Wei Zhong and Mei Aorong, Mei Feitong. Although he looks only seven or eight years old, he is actually in his sixties. But his cultivation is very high. With the help of Wei Zhong and his wife, he is now a cultivator in the Killing Physical Stage] With a real genius like his master, the system simply looks down on Mei Feitong who uses pill secrets and evil magic to build pills.

Its master is the most powerful! With countless hard work, hard work and hard work, the master can be called a real monk! The system is very happy and has a little sad. If I insisted on not being bound to others at will, I could leave it to the master for the first time... Alas!

In his sixties... the monks have a long lifespan. The higher their cultivation level, the longer they live. Countless people pursue immortality, but no one has ever truly obtained it.

Qinghuan flicked his finger casually, and the whip in Mei Feitong's hand turned into powder. She said lightly: "Don't you get out?"

"You! Who are you? If you have the ability, please sign up!" Mei Feitong has always been domineering in the Wanjian Sect and no one can defeat him. Now that he has suffered such a big loss, he is naturally unwilling to accept it. He is so angry that he wants to tear Qinghuan to pieces.

"You don't deserve to know my name. Since you don't want to leave, I'll help you." After saying that, his little finger moved slightly, and instantly rolled up Mei Feitong and threw it out of the sky.

Seeing that Qinghuan helped her, she turned around and wanted to leave. The little boy who had confronted Mei Feitong before called her: "... Really, real person!"

When Qinghuan heard him call him a real person, he was very fresh. "How do you know I'm a real person?"

"Mei Feitong is so powerful, you can sweep him away in one go. You must be more powerful than him, and you must be a real person!" The little boy was excited and excited, but he was quite uneasy, "Real person, can you do me another favor?"

Because the child's eyes were clear and clean and firm, Qinghuan had a good impression of him and asked, "What do you want me to help you?"

Unexpectedly, when I met the real person, the little boy did not ask Qinghuan to accept him as his disciple, and did not ask Qinghuan to avenge him, but carefully raised the things in his hand and said with a gaze: "Mei Feitong relies on his son of the headmaster of the real person. He has always liked to bully the weak and is extremely domineering. I picked up this little black dog before. Somehow, Mei Feitong fell in love with me today and wanted to ask me, and insisted on telling me what kind of spirit beast Xiao Hei is. I refused. Xiao Hei accidentally scratched him, so he got angry and wanted to peel Xiao Hei's skin..."

Speaking of this, he looked at Qinghuan timidly. "Real person, I am a low-skilled person and I have only been in the art for less than three years. I can't protect Xiao Hei, so... I want to ask you to help me adopt Xiao Hei, is that okay?"

Those watery and expectant eyes were reluctant to refuse. Qinghuan smiled slightly and reached out to pick up the little black dog that was the size of a palm. He couldn't help but think of Ji Guang, the little white cat who stayed beside Wei Yin when he left Wanjian Sect four hundred years ago. "It's not impossible for me to adopt it, but I have a few questions to ask you, do you know where is the senior brother Wei Yin of Wanjian Sect?"

The little boy looked at her in surprise: "Senior Brother Weiyin violated the precepts a hundred years ago and was locked in the Immortal rope under the Siguo Cliff and was sentenced to thunder for five hundred years. It's just one hundred years!"

"White Yin violated the precepts?" Qing Huan didn't believe it at all. She knew better than anyone else about how well Wei Yin was. "Who said it?"

"Of course, I am the real person in the tutor. Now the teachings are the leader of the real person in the tutor. Not many people remember Senior Brother Wei Yin." The little boy blinked. "I have never seen Senior Brother Wei Yin before. But I heard from other senior brothers and sisters that Senior Brother Wei Yin is the gentlest and kindest person in the world!" After saying that, he glanced at Qinghuan quickly and his face turned red. "Just, just like you, you..."

Qinghuan thought about it and asked again: "Where does the real person in the acting leader live?"

The little boy pointed to the high clouds.

Qinghuan looked up and looked, "What's your name?"

"My name is A Yuan."

After remembering this name in my heart, Qinghuan disappeared in front of A Yuan instantly, and the little boy was left with wide eyes looking around in surprise.

Qinghuan knew where Siguo Cliff was. When she was with Weiyin in the past, she touched the geographical environment of the Wanjian Sect forever. But she didn't understand. Even if Weizhong took action against Weiyin, the head sect's true sect attaches great importance to Weiyin, the disciple, so why would he watch Weiyin locked on Siguo Cliff?

But there is nothing wrong with this, at least it proves that Wei Yin is not dead yet.

The little black dog in his arms whined twice, Qinghuan covered it with his sleeve, and waved it casually, and the little black dog disappeared. Seeing this, the system was very surprised [Master! You actually have space!] "Space?" Qinghuan asked. "What is that? Ah... But this name is quite appropriate, okay, let's call it space in the future."

System […] My owner knows nothing like this. As a qualified and competent system, what should I do?
Chapter completed!