Your son-in-law is here

Zhou Xianxian glared at Zhou Yi and said unhappily:

"What do you understand? I mean that you should practice Yin Yang Jue with Mei Mei as soon as possible. Who told you to be in seclusion?"

"Retreat to yourself and waste a lot of time. It would be better to use this time to study the Yin Yang Technique and cultivate to the third level as soon as possible."

"Don't think you can relax your guard just because you have reached the fourth level so quickly. In fact, your time is still very tight."

The speed of cultivation is very important, and so is the accumulation of experience. Zhou Yi wanted to refute, but when the words came to his lips, he held back and said, "Grandmaster, I understand. I will not delay the cultivation of the Yin-Yang Jue."

Of course, this is also true. The speed at which Yin Yang Jue improves cultivation has completely exceeded his imagination, and this is only the first level.

If he could reach the second or third level, not only would his cultivation speed be faster, but he would also be able to improve the quality of his true energy and cultivate some kind of original power. He really couldn't delay the practice of the Yin-Yang Art.

Not to mention the original power, just take the second level of improving the quality of true qi, which is what he really needs. The quality of his light attribute true qi is yellow, which is still too low and needs to be improved as soon as possible.

Zhou Xianxian thought for a moment and said, "In fact, the Yin Yang Jue cannot be practiced with Meimei alone. Meimei inherited the legacy of the Yunyan Sect's Demon Academy. She wants to improve her realm as quickly as possible, so she can only practice with you. But you are different. You inherited the legacy of the Qing Academy."

"You can look for other talented women. This will not only speed up your cultivation, but also allow the Yin Yang Technique to evolve to the second level faster. The specific speed depends on the other person's talent."

“So it’s important to find talented women.”

Hearing the description of a talented woman, two names immediately popped up in Zhou Yi's mind: Liu Lianyi and Ling Wanfei.

However, thinking of the strength of these two women, he quickly shook his head and dispelled the suicidal thoughts in his mind.

"Although practicing the Yin-Yang Art will not make you go astray, nor will it have any side effects, and practitioners are not subject to worldly precepts, all of this is based on the premise that you are sober enough and can keep your original intention, not indulge in it, and not use it to bully Meimei or other women, otherwise I will not let you go."

Zhou Xianxian reminded him that she was afraid that Zhou Yi’s cultivation speed was slow, but she was more afraid that he would do anything to increase his cultivation speed.

What's the difference between that and the devil?

Zhou Yi nodded seriously: "Grandmaster, I understand."

Even without Zhou Xianxian telling him, he would have paid attention to this. If Fairy Mei had not taken the initiative this time, he would not have practiced the Yin-Yang Technique.

Seeing the clarity and sincerity in Zhou Yi's eyes, Zhou Xianxian nodded with satisfaction, and then couldn't help but say:

"The name 'ancestor' is really unpleasant to the ear. It's too harsh. It makes me sound like I'm very old. But this is the generation gap between us. It's not appropriate to call me anything else."

If you don't age, who will? You are already thousands of years old...

Of course, Zhou Yi only dared to think about this. He still respected Zhou Xianxian very much. Although his ancestor was a bit decisive or willful, he had nothing to say about him.

What kind of opportunity inheritance is this? Even the holy Qi technique was given to him casually.

Especially since his bloodline came from the Holy Lord and Yao Yao, under normal circumstances it would be good enough if she didn't make things difficult for him, but instead she was so kind to him, which made Zhou Yi respect Zhou Xianxian very much.

Besides, Zhou Xianxian's appearance really doesn't seem old at all. It's not an exaggeration to say that she looks like a girl in her twenties.

Zhou Xianxian thought for a moment and looked at Zhou Yi lovingly and said, "Young man, you are so young and have to bear so much burden and pressure. I hope you can hold on."

"It's all the fault of that bastard Xuan Qingyun. Not only did he die, but he also asked his descendants to clean up his mess. When you go to seal the three secret realms in the future, you must give him a good scolding."

Xuan Qingyun...is this the Holy Lord’s real name?

I'm afraid Zhou Xianxian is the only one in the world who dares to curse the Holy Lord by name, and Lord Jiang only has respect in his words.

However, it can also be seen from this that what Lord Jiang said is right. Back then, the Holy Lord left Zhou Xianxian's remaining soul alone in the Suzaku Secret Realm, while he and Yao Yao stayed in the Qinglong Secret Realm. Zhou Xianxian was indeed resentful of this, but she just didn't vent it on him.

No matter what, the relationship between ancestors should be harmonious. After thinking about it, Zhou Yi comforted him, "The Holy Lord probably had some unspeakable secrets when he did this. I think he must feel guilty now for leaving you, the ancestor, alone in the Suzaku Secret Realm."

"If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely tell him about your difficulties, and let him know that you are very lonely."

Zhou Xianxian was stunned for a moment, then she covered her mouth and chuckled, "Young man, you have misunderstood me, the ancestor. I am not that stingy."

"Besides, Xuan Qingyun has already placed his most precious thing with me. I am very satisfied."

The most precious thing? This made Zhou Yi look a little strange, because Fairy Mei had just said something similar not long ago, and then asked the young master to cherish it, and she would never leave him...

But logically speaking, shouldn’t that thing belong to Yao Yao?

Although Zhou Xianxian was willful, it was not appropriate for her to say such things in front of a junior like him. Zhou Yi wanted to remain silent and change the subject, but he did not expect that Zhou Xianxian would continue the conversation: "The most precious thing he had was given to me back then."

"He let me stay in Suzaku Secret Realm for the sake of the overall situation, so I have no complaints against him over the years."

"I just complained on your behalf."

Zhou Yi could only nod, secretly sighing in his heart that Zhou Xianxian was worthy of being able to go from being the Saint Lord's disciple to his ancestor.

It's definitely not the appearance and figure that she mentioned, but the fact that this person is kind-hearted, straightforward and unpretentious.

Then Zhou Xianxian said: "If you have the opportunity to take that step, you can come to the Suzaku Secret Realm in the future, and I can pass on to you the precious thing that Xuan Qingyun gave me."

"Ah?" Zhou Yi was dumbfounded when he heard this.

But after carefully analyzing Zhou Xianxian's words, Zhou Yi suddenly realized that he had misunderstood. The most precious thing of the Holy Lord was completely different from that of Fairy Mei, if he guessed correctly.

The most precious thing should be the source energy.

Although the Holy Lord is the supreme being, the source energy he absorbed was not produced by the earth. According to Lord Jiang's description, this source energy is missing, but now it seems that it should be with Zhou Xianxian.

Zhou Xianxian naturally didn’t know what Zhou Yi was thinking. If she knew, she would definitely grab Zhou Yi’s ears and ask him what was in his little head, because she was his ancestor.

"But your words reminded me."

As she was talking, Zhou Xianxian's bright and pretty face suddenly changed. Her red lips trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes turned red, and tears like pearls fell silently. She looked so pitiful.

"Tell Xuan Qingyun that Zhou Xianxian in the Suzaku Secret Realm is very lonely. She is most afraid of the dark, but she has been alone every day for thousands of years and has to face the coming of the night alone."

“I’m scared, but I have no one to talk to…”

When Zhou Yi saw this scene, especially with Zhou Xianxian's tearful look, he couldn't help but curse his ancestor, the Holy Lord, in his heart. This was too unfair to Zhou Xianxian.

How could I leave her here alone?

"Do you remember what I look like now?"

"You should describe me in a more miserable way, so that Xuan Qingyun will feel extremely guilty, hahahaha..."

Just as Zhou Yi was getting into the mood, Zhou Xianxian in front of him suddenly changed her appearance. She had tears in her eyes the moment before, but now she burst into laughter, her laughter sounding like a silver bell.

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