I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Beijing.

Dayuan Mountain, Fuzhen Temple.

In the courtyard, Qing'er was dancing with great vigor, holding the dragon-tendon spirit snake whip tightly in her hand.

The Broken Shadow Mother Blade surrounded her, flashing with dazzling light.

The long whip in her hand seemed to be given life, flying and jumping nimbly like a winding snake.

Liu Wuyan and the third princess snuggled in the pavilion, being affectionate with each other, and Tang Shuang's giggles could be heard from time to time.

Zhu Miao was trimming the flowers and plants in the yard meticulously and attentively.

Tang Yu was wiping his weapon, waving it from time to time with a satisfied look on his face.

The whole courtyard presents a scene of peaceful and tranquility.

"Master, I asked Qing'er, and she said that those treasures were all given by you."

"Although I am not your direct disciple, considering our relationship, it shouldn't be much different, right?"

Yan Xiu sat under the Jianmu tree, reading with great interest the novel that was recently circulating in the world.

Listening to Helian Cheng's nagging, Yan Xiu closed the book with a snap and smiled.

A few days ago, Qing'er showed off his skills. With his cultivation in the Innate Realm, he was able to survive several rounds against the Blood Demon Ancestor in the Creation Realm. It was truly eye-opening.

The treasures she revealed also attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone could see that Dao Zun was going to treat Qing'er as his own daughter.

All they have is envy, and they dare not have any other unreasonable thoughts.

On the contrary, after seeing Qing'er's magical weapons, Helian Cheng kept nagging Yan Xiu, wanting to ask for a few treasures.

"Master, I have never asked anyone for help in my life. You are the first one."

Helian Cheng continued to tease Yan Xiu, trying hard to look pitiful.

Yan Xiu rolled the book in his hand into a tube, knocked it on his head, shook his head and laughed.

"No formality."

He stood up and walked to the center of the courtyard.

Helian Cheng was overjoyed when he saw this, he smiled and followed Yan Xiu.

Having been with Dao Zun for many years, Helian Cheng naturally knew that today's matter would be accomplished.

Yan Xiu waved his hand gently.

Suddenly, a stove as tall as a person flew out of the house and landed in the middle of the yard.

Then he waved his hand again, and the weapons of everyone present involuntarily broke away from their owners' control and hung in front of Yan Xiu.

Tang Yu stepped forward, looking puzzled: "Master, what are you doing?"

"There are still some materials left from refining weapons a few days ago. Today, I will re-forge them for your weapons."

Although most of the treasures on the Qionglong were used on Qing'er, some were still left.

Now is a good opportunity to take advantage of this to rebuild everyone's weapons.

Yan Xiu threw everyone's weapons into the furnace, then used the Five Elements Technique to draw out the earth's fire and began to smelt and recast them.

About half an hour later, Yan Xiu suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Helian Cheng, who was standing closest to him, noticed something strange, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but ask cautiously.

"Dao Zun, is there something wrong with this weapon refining?"

Yan Xiu glared at him unhappily and scolded him with a smile: "My hands are not yet so developed."

Then Yan Xiu turned his head and looked into the distance.

"Don't worry, I'm going out for a while and will be back soon."

Helian Cheng was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Although he did not understand the art of refining weapons, he knew that the temperature needed to be watched at all times, otherwise there would be a risk of the furnace exploding.

So he hurriedly said: "Master, this is a critical moment in refining weapons, you can't just give up like this."

Yan Xiu just smiled and didn't answer.

Then a shadow walked out of his body and transformed into another him.

Yan Xiu transformed himself into an avatar to look after the refining furnace, and he himself used the golden light to fly away.

This change stunned everyone present except Zhu Miao.

After all, this is the first time that the magical power of this incarnation has been used in front of everyone in all these years.

Unlike the shock of others, Qing'er's eyes were full of stars after seeing this scene.

Because in her heart, her master is undoubtedly an immortal.

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Three thousand miles away from the capital, a dim light slowly crossed the sky.

Tongshan’s face was pale and his body was staggering, almost falling down.

At this moment, his true energy was on the verge of complete exhaustion, and he was relying entirely on willpower to hold on.

The churning blood in the body flowed back to the throat, and for a moment the mouth was filled with a strong smell of blood.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, and everything went black before his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Tongshan immediately bit the tip of his tongue to sober himself up.

Then he swallowed the last healing pill and continued to fly towards the capital of the Yuan Dynasty.

"Why is the capital of the Yuan Dynasty so far away? It looks like I won't be able to make it this far."

Tongshan laughed bitterly and thought so in his heart.

After hearing the mission assigned to him by his master, he knew the risks he would face on this trip out of the sect.

Even though I know this, I cannot disobey the master's orders.

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking air suddenly came from his ears, and Tongshan turned back with difficulty.

I saw Senior Brother Wen and a few others chasing after us, the weapons in their hands flashing with cold and murderous light.

Seeing this, Tongshan's heart, which had been hanging in the air, suddenly relaxed.

After escaping for so many days, I was always worried, afraid that the people chasing me would suddenly appear at any time.

Now that his death was imminent, Tongshan no longer had the fear he had before.

He stopped and slowly landed on the ground.

Senior Brother Wen and his companions also slowly landed in front of Tongshan.

They all saw that Tongshan was already at the end of his strength and had no ability to resist.

Senior Brother Wen came forward, his eyes flickering.

Tongshan raised his eyelids and took a deep look at the senior brother whom he regarded as his elder brother.

"Brother, please go ahead and do it. After I die, I will definitely not become a vengeful ghost to seek revenge on you."

"But I have something else to ask, and I hope you can agree to it."

Senior Brother Wen heard this and asked, "What's the matter?"

Tongshan smiled, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"I hope that my senior brother can give me a bowl of muddy wine every time I die."

After hearing this, Senior Brother Wen’s face suddenly turned pale and his body couldn’t help but shake a few times.

Because this was the life and death oath they made back then.

The remaining two people saw that Senior Brother Wen was dilly-dallying for such a long time, and they became somewhat impatient.

One of them came forward and cursed, "You have a heart of woman, get out of here!"

He pushed away the stunned Senior Brother Wen and looked at Tongshan with murderous eyes.

"Since your dear senior brother is reluctant to kill you, let me do it!"

After saying this, he mobilized the internal energy in his body and poured it into the weapon in his hand, which fell straight towards Tongshan's head without any delay.

Tongshan felt the strong wind blowing in his face and closed his eyes in despair.

Just when the weapon in the man's hand was about to hit the top of the mountain, it stopped abruptly.

I saw a slender hand gently grasping the blade, preventing it from falling any further.