Hua Yu'an put aside the past and treated Hua Yu with all his heart.

But Hua Yu never wanted to tell her about his worries.

Hua Yu looked depressed, as if nothing interested her. After her 500th birthday, Hua Yu'an began to introduce fairy lovers to her with great interest.

Hua Yu looked at the handsome young men in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "Mother, I have just become an adult, and I don't have any ideas in this regard..."

Hua Yu'an frowned and looked at her: "I just saw that you haven't been very happy these years, and I want to find someone to accompany you."

"I'm not unhappy." Hua Yu shook his head: "I'm just a little bored, I want to... go out and see the world."

Hua Yu'an immediately sat up straight: "You still want to go outside, you almost lost your life last time you sneaked out, you..."

Hearing this, Hua Yu's eyes dimmed a little.

Hua Yuan softened her voice: "I have already lost your father, I cannot lose you again..."

Hua Yu pursed his lips and said, "Mother, I am no longer the chosen son of God. I am just a... not-quite-living 'vessel'. I will not encounter any danger."

Although Hua Yu'an was very reluctant to let Hua Yu leave the Shenhuang Small World, every time she saw Hua Yu lowering his eyebrows, it was like seeing beautiful flowers withering and dying.

This made her feel very uncomfortable.

So she agreed to Hua Yu's request, but on the condition that she could only move around in Lingyao City, and she would let Lingyao Emperor take good care of her.

At first, Hua Yu lived in the imperial city of Ling Yao Emperor, but she felt uncomfortable, so Ling Yao Emperor built a mansion for her in the prosperous area of ​​Ling Yao City.

The Spirit Demon Emperor's youngest daughter came to play with her every day. Although she was only a cub in her twenties, she was very smart and talented.

Hua Yu would give her some pointers when he had nothing to do, and after a while, they became both a teacher and a friend.

Zhang Yunqing walked on the long axis of time, moving forward step by step.

Tens of thousands of years passed quickly.

The two major sects in the world of immortal cultivation, which had originally advanced in parallel, quickly separated their boundaries.

The Taixu Sect became the number one sect in the world, while the Shenxiao Sect fell far behind, even inferior to the Jinyan Sect.

It was the annual conference of immortal cultivators again, and a young man named Zhang Pingzhi made a stunning debut in front of the Spirit Testing Monument.

"Wow! Golden Yuan Heavenly Spiritual Root!"

"With this aptitude, there is no doubt that this sect is the best in the world..."

As most people expected, Zhang Pingzhi was noticed by the Grand Elder of Taixu Sect and was accepted as a disciple.

There was another person who joined the Taixu Sect with him. He was his younger brother, who had the spiritual roots of the Golden and Water Mixed Earth and had good aptitude.

However, the Shenxiao Sect did not receive any satisfactory disciples, and it was another year of "empty air force".

The elder of the Golden Flame Sect asked with a smile: "There were quite a few disciples with low-level spiritual roots on the field just now. Why didn't the Divine Sky Sect accept some of them? After all, the sect is no longer what it used to be, and it's time to relax the standards!"

The elder of the Shenxiao Sect shook his head, "Even if it is declining, it is better to have nothing than to have something inferior."

"Tsk..." The elder of the Golden Flame Sect expressed his dislike for this dead duck trying to be pretentious. It turned out that there were huge differences in people's concepts.

Many years later, inside the Shenxiao Sect.

A boy of eight or nine years old sat on the roof of the building, somewhat discouraged, with his cheek in his hand and a crow standing on his shoulder.

A small bright spot in the distance came closer and closer, and finally landed in front of him.

She was an extremely beautiful girl, with smiling eyes and eyebrows, fragrant clothes, skin as white as cream, and lips as red as cinnabar. Her beauty would make people fall in love with her at first sight.

She sat down next to the boy and pinched his baby fat: "Little Qingqing, why are you so sad? You are not cute at all."

The boy raised his eyebrows, his face turned red, and he leaned back in protest: "Sister, can you please not call me like that in the future? It sounds a bit like a girl."

The girl curled her lips and said, "It would be better if you were a real girl. Now you are just a cocky little brat. You are not cute at all."

The boy sighed and said nothing.

Seeing that he remained silent, the girl looked at his clothes again: "Hey? Where is the pink vestment I gave you? Why aren't you wearing it?"

The boy immediately covered his head with a headache and rolled his eyes: "Sister, how can a boy wear pink? If I wear it outside, they will laugh at me!"

“What a joke!” The crow on the boy’s shoulder suddenly spoke up. It laughed twice in a weird voice, then flapped its wings and flew away while the boy bared his teeth. “Hahaha, what a joke!”

"Sister!" The young man pointed at the flying crow and complained: "This spiritual beast you gave me is too bullying! All it does all day is scold me and laugh at me!"

The girl touched the tip of her nose and said, "You are too boring, so I want to find someone who is talkative to keep you company. You two complement each other perfectly."

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