The night was silent, and the wooden door was pushed open with a "squeak" sound.

Shen Yujin, who was standing under the corridor, suddenly looked back and saw his little girl walking out slowly under the frosty moonlight.

The girl was dressed in a white dress with Tai Chi patterns, which further complemented her cold temperament. Her snow-colored hairband was blown by a gust of wind and intertwined with her long hair in the air.

Her long eyelashes were slightly raised, and her phoenix eyes were as calm as water.

"Master?"

Jiang Lijiu noticed that his gaze fell on her without blinking.

So, I walked up to him, took the slender fingers and held them in my palm, "What are you thinking about?"

"fine."

Shen Yujin came to her senses and grabbed her slender wrist with her backhand.

"Master Jun has urged us several times. All the immortal families, including those who should come and those who shouldn't, have come. They are just waiting for you and me, master and disciple."

"In that case, we must rush over as soon as possible." Jiang Lijiu summoned the Xuanyuan Sword.

The long sword buzzed.

Then it cut through the night sky and stopped at their feet.

She stepped on it first, looked back slightly, and stretched out a delicate white hand, "Master, my disciple will take you there."

Shen Yujin looked at the only supreme artifact in the world of cultivation at her feet, then his eyes fell on her slender but powerful fingers, and she laughed softly.

"Xiao Jiu'er is so big, does he want the whole world to know that he has a reincarnated sword immortal to protect his master, so that people with bad intentions can stop their thoughts?"

"Actually, they didn't stop me from returning to the world of cultivation."

"But it is……"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Lijiu leaned over and grabbed his hand, pulling him behind him to stand still.

She pinched out the magic formula, and while flying with the sword, she said calmly: "The demon clan losing a demon with a strong cultivation level is indeed good for the world of cultivation."

"So no one really objects to Master getting rid of demon spirits, but they won't make it too easy for you."

"I've heard people say that it may be necessary to pay a fine of hundreds of billions to Qingyun Palace, which is under the jurisdiction of the Eight Immortal Sects. I guess it's close to ten."

"Who did Xiao Jiuer listen to?"

Shen Yujin suddenly approached and leaned in from behind, his low-alcohol and magnetic voice hinting of gritted teeth.

Jiang Lijiu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my waist, and I was being tightly restrained by someone.

She sighed softly, "Master, don't make trouble, be careful if you fall from the sky in front of everyone and become the talk of others after dinner."

"Xiao Jiu'er is very capable and has learned how to threaten as a teacher?"

Shen Yujin's delicate chin rested on the side of her neck, and his tone was as stubborn as a child's.

"Tell me, Master, is Yuan Zhen looking for you?"

His dark eyelashes flapped slightly, and his eyes were as dark and dark as a vortex.

Then he smiled again, "Master, I heard that Yuan Zhen was also there on the day Xiao Jiuer went to the Library Pavilion, but have you seen him before?"

"Ah."

Jiang Lijiu nodded and admitted.

Shen Yujin's peach blossom eyes were half-squinted, "What did he say?"

"Don't care what others say, my disciple will not change his mind. Master, don't take this to heart."

"I believe in you, teacher."

"That's good."

"But I don't believe him."

"..."

Jiang Lijiu was entangled by him, and the Xuanyuan Sword was barely hovering in the air.

She paused and coaxed softly, "Master Jun is still waiting. Stop making trouble and deal with the matter at hand before talking, okay?"

"No."

Shen Yujin slowly closed his arms, as if he would not let go until he said it.

"They are just people who are waiting to see the excitement, or people who are not too displeased with the misfortune. It doesn't hurt to wait a little longer."

"This means that in the world of cultivation, if they are demons, I will not let them see the sun of tomorrow in peace."

After listening to his words, Jiang Lijiu inexplicably thought of Yue Hanshan in Banyin City. For the first time, he saw him sitting on the magic chair, strategizing and watching everything.

If you don't say anything, you might be in a stalemate all night.

She thought for a while and then said: "My disciple told me not to be angry, Master, and I won't provoke Yuan Zhen recently."

"It's not towards him, but all eyes have been on you these days. It's best not to let anyone take advantage of you."

"It is known to the teacher."

Shen Yujin agreed obediently and happily.

Jiang Lijiu thought he heard it, thought for a moment, and then took him down from the sky into a bamboo forest.

She turned around and looked into the man's eyes, which were as deep as the stars, "I met Yuan Zhen by chance in the library that day. He said that if he wanted you to return to the world of cultivation, he would need to pay at least a hundred billion in fines."

"With half a century of family history, the Jun family may not be willing to pay you this spiritual stone, so he is willing to give it..."

A slight smile appeared on Shen Yujin's lips, and she took over her words, "Is it possible that he wants to provide so many spiritual stones for his master and send them to Qingyun Palace?"

"If you are not careful, you will fall out of the four major aristocratic families."

"Would Yuan Zhen be so kind?"

As he spoke, his sharp-jointed fingers traced Jiang Lijiu's delicate and white cheeks.

With a smile on his face, he coaxed in a low voice, "Does he have other conditions? For example, let you return to the Su family and fulfill your engagement with the Yuan family?"

"Or is it to return to Lingyun Peak, pretend that Su Luoluo has never appeared, and continue to be a loving teacher and a filial piety?"

Jiang Lijiu was choked.

Although he didn't ask her to return to the Su family, as mentioned later, he wanted her to return to Ling Yunfeng regardless of the past grudges.

There may be other meanings that were not mentioned.

After all, hundreds of billions of spiritual stones are not a small amount.

How could you spend money on her for no reason?

Who would believe that he only paid so much for a direct disciple?

If you accept it, you will owe him the rest of your life.

At that time, if she really mentions the engagement again, once she refuses, she will be drowned in the saliva of the monks.

"He really said that." Shen Yujin's voice was determined.

"Master, don't pay attention."

Jiang Lijiu reached into the sleeves of the complicated and wide robe and held his hand, "My disciple is not stupid, so he will naturally not let himself fall into passivity."

"Instead of agreeing to him, it would be better to take Master as my home all over the world."

"Wherever the master is, there is my disciple."

Shen Yujin was comforted by these words and allowed her to lead her to the top of the mountain.

The two of them followed the long jade steps and quickly boarded the temporary platform built for tens of thousands of people.

"Li Jiu, come here."

A cold voice suddenly sounded from not far away.

When these words came out, everyone who had been communicating in low voices suddenly became silent.

Feeling the gaze of countless people, Jiang Lijiu frowned, looked back, and looked at Shangyuan Town with sparse eyes.

He is also wearing the formal robe of the Immortal Sect Sword Master, with ice blue tassels fluttering in the wind under the Xuan Jade pendant hanging from his waistband.

Three people, six eyes facing each other.

The air freezes, making one's breath stagnate.

Just when they guessed that Jiang Lijiu would definitely leave with Yuan Zhen, she turned around, grabbed Shen Yujin and left.

"Li Jiu!"

Yuan Zhen quickly caught up.

Jiang Li stamped his feet, guarded Shen Yujin behind him, and saluted coldly, "Disciple pays homage to the Immortal Lord Yuan Zhen."

The cold and distant tone was not concealed at all.

"Master Jun has been waiting for a long time. Your Majesty has something to discuss at another time. Please make it convenient."

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly led someone behind her who was about to take action and left this place of right and wrong.

Yuan Zhen stood there blankly, his narrow eyes reflecting two figures walking further and further away.

For a moment, he recalled a day a hundred years ago.

The girl stood beside him, but she kept looking inadvertently at a young man in thin clothes in the crowd, with longing and forbearing eyes...

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