The infinite heavens descend upon the world

When Wuyazi saw Wang Yuyan's appearance, his eyes widened with surprise, joy, shock, and a complicated feeling: "You...you..."

"Master, are you surprised or shocked?" Ling Xuan joked from the side.

In the past, when Wuyazi taught himself martial arts, no matter how he performed, he always looked like an accomplished master, neither happy nor sad, and detached from the world.

Now seeing Wuyazi's many emotions emerging in an instant, if not for this, Ling Xuan would really think that Wuyazi had reached the realm of the Sword Saint Dugu, who was as good as water.

"You little brat, are you trying to make fun of your master? This woman has no martial arts skills at all, she just looks like Li Qiu Shui." The moment Wuyazi saw Wang Yuyan, he actually mistook her for Li Qiu Shui. Unfortunately, when he calmed down and looked at her carefully, he realized that this was not the case. There are countless people with different appearances in the world, and there will always be people who look the same as him.

"Master, I dare not deceive you. This Miss Wang Yuyan is the descendant of you and Senior Li Qiushui..." Ling Xuan carefully explained the relationship between Wang Yuyan and Wuyazi.

"Child, you are truly the descendant of Qiu Shui," Wuyazi said excitedly.

For more than thirty years, Wuyazi has lived in a dark cave and lived in hatred. Today, he has finally got his revenge and can enjoy family happiness. How can he not be excited?

"My mother is indeed Li Qingluo. As to whether she is the descendant of Senior Li Qiushui, it is unknown," Wang Yuyan said softly.

At that time, Li Qiushui married Li Qingluo to Mantuo Villa, and she herself ran away to Western Xia and became a princess. As for Wang Yuyan, of course she had no idea who Li Qiushui was.

If Ling Xuan had not been familiar with Jin Yong's novels back then, he would have known that Wang Yuyan was Wuyazi's granddaughter.

Mu Rongfu was overjoyed at this moment.

It's stable. In Murong Fu's view, Wang Yuyan is a chess piece by his side to help him revive Dayan. For this reason, he even talked to Duan Yu and asked him to get help from Dali in exchange for Wang Yuyan.

Now that Wang Yuyan has a connection with the Xiaoyao Sect, her status and position in Murong Fu's heart has increased a lot. After all, Wang Yuyan is now the bridge connecting Duan Yu and Wuyazi. Fortunately, Duan Yu rejected his proposal that day, otherwise he would have lost a good helper in reviving Dayan.

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"Duan boy, your retainer Zhu Danchen comes to urge you to return to Dali every day, but you are not ready to leave the valley yet."

“Brother Ye, is there anything going on in Dali? It would be better if I stay here with Miss Wang.”

"Then how can you earn some money if you eat and drink for free here?"

"Brother Ye, don't worry, I still have some money."

"Then I'll take it without hesitation."

Ling Xuan took the money from Duan Yu's hand seriously. In the past few months, except for Wang Yuyan who was retained by Wuyazi, all the others from Murong Fu's group returned to Canhe Manor in Yanziwu, Gusu. Duan Yu actually stayed here stubbornly.

It seems that Wang Yuyan's charm is infinite, which has made Duan Yu infatuated with him. Apart from eating and sleeping, he goes to see Wang Yuyan every day. Even Ling Xuan can't stand it anymore. He comes to persuade Duan Yu from time to time and takes away the silver in Duan Yu's hand to help him out of poverty.

The setting sun rolled up the crimson clouds.

Inside the wooden house, Wuyazi summoned Wang Yuyan and Ling Xuan here for some unknown reason, and both of them looked confused.

Before Ling Xuan arrived at the wooden house, Su Xinghe had already come out, looking dazed and with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Here we come!" a low, old voice came from the wooden house.

Ling Xuan and Wang Yuyan pushed the door open and saw Wuyazi sitting upright, with no sign of his disabled legs at all.

At this moment, Wuyazi had a jade-like face, long beard like a ribbon, and a serene expression. The aura he exuded was as deep as the sea. Although he was in his eighties or nineties, his appearance was solemn and his skin was as rosy as a baby's.

"Master, you...you..." Ling Xuan was amazed by Wuyazi. He changed from a shabby old man into a handsome young man. This was comparable to Tianshan Tonglao's Eight Desolations and Six Directions Only I Am Supreme. Why didn't Master pass it on to me?

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised, my dear disciple?" Wuyazi asked, imitating Ling Xuan's words.

Ling Xuan nodded. He was so surprised. He never thought that his old-fashioned master would be flexible and actually tease him. He even stopped calling him a bad boy who usually called him a good disciple today.

"Master, I wonder why you called me here?" Ling Xuan walked up to Wuyazi and asked.

"Grandfather, do you have anything to announce?" Wang Yuyan at the side also asked.

"Haha, do you know that this period of time is the happiest time I have had in the past thirty years. I am really happy to have you accompany me. It's a pity that I can't see them anymore." Wuyazi looked at the two of them and reached out to touch their faces.

"Master, what nonsense are you talking about? Xu Zhu is going to look for them and he will definitely see them later." Ling Xuan of course knew who Wuyazi was talking about.

When Ling Xuan learned that Xu Zhu had been infused with Ding Chunqiu's internal energy, he asked Xu Zhu to go to Lingjiu Palace and Mantuo Villa to invite them to the Tianlongdiya Valley.

"Grandfather, what our uncle said is right. They will be here in a few days," Wang Yuyan also advised.

Suddenly, Wuyazi grabbed the hands of the two men, and put their palms together. Suddenly, the two men felt unable to move.

"Master, you can't do that." Ling Xuan wanted to pull away immediately, but unfortunately he was held firmly and couldn't move.

Wang Yuyan, who was standing aside, felt her head getting hotter and hotter. She suddenly felt dizzy and her head felt like it was going to explode. The heat flowed through her body, and soon she could no longer bear it and passed out.

It was only now that Ling Xuan knew the purpose of Wuyazi summoning him and Wang Yuyan here, which was to transfer his internal energy to the two of them.

But Ling Xuan was puzzled. Why? Did he make a mistake? He inherited the Xiaoyao Sect's legacy, killed the traitor Ding Chunqiu, helped Wuyazi find his relatives, and invited his master and apprentice sister to reunite here.

Where did he go wrong step by step? At this moment, Ling Xuan felt helpless, hesitant and confused.

"Silly boy, don't blame yourself. Your master knows everything you have done. Your master can accept you as his disciple. You are blessed by God. What else can you ask for?"

His mind gradually became clear, and Ling Xuan opened his eyes. At this moment, Wuyazi was covered in sweat, which kept dripping onto his body. Sweat was still oozing out of his cheeks, neck, and hair roots, and his body was shaking.

"Master, Master!" Ling Xuan hurried forward to support Wuyazi's body, tears flowing from his eyes involuntarily, and he used his internal energy to continuously input into Wuyazi's body.

"Disciple promises me two things," Wuyazi said weakly in Ling Xuan's ear.

"Master, don't say anything. You will live a long life. I will ask my nephew Xue Muhua to treat you."

"Disciple, my life span has come to an end. This is destiny and cannot be changed by human power. Please promise me two things, okay?"

"Okay, let alone two things, even if it's a hundred or ten thousand things, I will definitely do it."