Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Ye Xiaochuan and A Chitong landed majestically on Zhenwu Square at the top of Samsara Peak.

There are a lot of people in the huge square at this moment, with a few tens of thousands to 20,000. The second-level Ten Thousand Immortals Platform that was specially cultivated for the Human League still exists.

The sky stele guarding the Shenshan Mountain still stands on Zhenwu Square. No matter in terms of width or height, this copycat sky stele is more majestic and huge than the original sky stele on the Shenshan Mountain. It has become the symbol of Cangyun Sect. Another sign.

Most of the disciples gathered in the square were disciples from outside, with Cangyun Sect disciples accounting for only about one-third.

More than 10,000 disciples gathered in the square, mainly for communication.

Some communicate through language, and some communicate through magic weapons.

People kept flying up and leaving in the air, and people kept falling down.

Therefore, the arrival of Achitong and Ye Xiaochuan did not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Over the past ten years, this place has not changed at all, but Ye Xiaochuan looked sad when he saw the majestic Reincarnation Hall to the west again.

This is the place that changed his life.

He was born because of Cangyun Sect, but he also died because of Cangyun Sect.

What he is now is just a rebirth after death.

Over the past ten years, the most familiar place in my memory seems to have become the strangest place now.

Standing on the Ten Thousand Immortals Platform, this is the place where his mother died ten years ago.

Ye Xiaochuan glanced around, and it seemed that Ye Xiaochuan from two time and space overlapped at this moment.

One is now, and the other is the moment before Fairy Liuyun died ten years ago.

Fairy Liuyun held Ye Xiaochuan's hand tightly and said softly: "Your father said that you were given to us by God, so he named you Tianci."

"Today is your birthday. You didn't finish the longevity noodles in the morning. This is unlucky. Mom is very sad."

"Mom, I really want to see you grow up, get married and have children."

"Mom can't accompany you anymore. Mom can never see you again..." "Xiaochuan, Xiaochuan, let mom touch your face..." "The sky is blue and the night is vast. There is a man who cries at night in my family.

A gentleman passing by reads this three times and sleeps until dawn.

The sky is blue and the night is vast... My family... has a... night... crying..." Every sentence and every word that Fairy Liuyun said before her death echoed clearly in Ye Xiaochuan's ears.

The corners of Ye Xiaochuan's eyes were moist.

The biggest regret in his life was that he could not fulfill his filial piety in front of his mother.

Even if it's just one day.

Achitong saw that Ye Xiaochuan had a different look on his face, and knew that Ye Xiaochuan had remembered some sad and painful events from ten years ago.

He was afraid that Ye Xiaochuan's abnormal expression would reveal his identity, so he whispered: "Mr. Ye, there is a mixture of dragons and snakes here. It is not suitable to stay for a long time. It is best to leave first and deal with your affairs."

Ye Xiaochuan slowly calmed down his sadness and sighed softly.

He nodded and said, "Let's go."

Ye Xiaochuan is changing bit by bit.

In the past ten years, he has never dared to face his mother's death.

Now, he can stand at the place where his mother's life and soul were extinguished.

He is getting stronger inside.

And this kind of inner strength is the best way to deal with inner demons.

After the two stayed at Wanxiantai for a while, they left Zhenwu Square and flew towards the mountainside of Samsara Peak.

Ye Xiaochuan deliberately avoided many of Cangyun's friends this time and came here just to do one thing.

His good brother brings wealth.

Although, in the past ten years, Cangyun Sect has been promoting to the outside world that the sacred bird of prosperity is one of Cangyun Sect's mountain-protecting spiritual birds.

But Ye Xiaochuan believes that Wangcai has not forgotten him, and it must be waiting for him to come back to find him.

The wealth belongs to Ye Xiaochuan.

Ye Xiaochuan used to live in seclusion, and his identity was easily exposed with his obvious wealth.

Things are different now. Ye Xiaochuan has returned to the world and plans to fight in the three realms. He no longer has to hide his identity.

It’s time to let the wealth come back to you.

Arriving at the disciple's residence on the mountainside, Ye Xiaochuan's mood became even more solemn.

Scenes from the past came to mind. When he was young, he never thought that one day he would be expelled from Cangyun.

I never thought that one day I would come back here again in this way.

When I revisit my old place, things have changed and people have changed.

This plunged Ye Xiaochuan into an extremely complex emotional battle.

He never hated Yu Jizi for everything he did to him.

If he were the head of Cangyun, he would have struck that sword against "Ye Xiaochuan" back then.

All his hatred comes from his mother's death.

More and more familiar faces appeared in front of him.

Those are almost all disciples on Samsara Peak.

Ye Xiaochuan could only calm down.

Soon, he came to the courtyard where he once lived.

The courtyard door was open. Ye Xiaochuan knew clearly that his master and junior sister were in Kunlun Mountain, but he still stopped in front of his courtyard door.

It's like a wanderer who has been away for many years and now returns home.

Yes, it's home.

Everyone has a home in their heart.

The home in Ye Xiaochuan's heart has always been Cangyun Sect. Even though he is now the leader of Guixuan Sect, this concept has not changed.

Achitong also knew that this was where Ye Xiaochuan once lived, and whispered: "Would you like to go in and have a look?"

Ye Xiaochuan didn't speak, but his feet had already crossed the threshold and walked into the yard.

The furnishings in the yard were almost the same as in memory. There was a round stone table in the middle, and next to it was the recliner of the old drunk master.

The hardworking junior sister Xiaozhu had already cleaned up the snow in the yard.

A few winter plum blossoms in the corner were blooming in the wind.

Ye Xiaochuan stood in the yard, looking at all this familiarity, feeling very sad.

He walked through the kitchen and walked to the room that once belonged to him.

Then, he gently pushed open the door and walked in slowly.

The furnishings in the room were almost exactly the same as when he left ten years ago, without any changes.

The only extra thing was half a bowl of noodles on the bedside table.

The day when the accident happened was Ye Xiaochuan’s birthday. Fairy Liuyun once cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for Ye Xiaochuan, but Ye Xiaochuan only ate a few bites and left in a hurry, saying that he would come back to eat in the evening.

After that, he never came back.

The half-eaten longevity noodles waited here for ten years.

If it were in the mortal world, the noodles would have been rotten long ago.

The drunk Taoist used a secret method to seal this half bowl of longevity noodles, so that until now, the longevity noodles have not changed at all.

Seeing this bowl of noodles, Ye Xiaochuan finally couldn't help crying.

He trembled and picked up the longevity noodles and the chopsticks beside him.

He murmured, "Mom, I'm back, Master, I'm back..." Ah Chitong sighed softly when he saw Ye Xiaochuan's tearful face. He was about to close the door and let Ye Xiaochuan vent his suppressed emotions in the room.

Suddenly, a handsome boy in his teens ran in from outside.

Seeing Ah Chitong standing in front of "Uncle Xiaochuan's" door, the boy immediately shouted, "Who are you?

Why are you here?"