The Immortal Cultivator of Reincarnation

Make a pot of tea by yourself, and the whole afternoon passed like this.

Because they lived in the same courtyard, Song Fengqi would also sit next to him when he was making tea. They didn't talk, and their eyes didn't meet at all. They just sat there, thinking about their own affairs quietly.

Since he met Liu Qinglan in that small town, it took Yuan Zi a long time to clear up his mood and start his own retreat.

He wants strength, wants to become strong, wants to protect himself, and also wants to protect the most important person in his life.

After a long retreat, Yuan Zi took a refreshing bath and was about to go back to his bedroom for a good night's sleep when he received a news that surprised him.

"What did you say?" Yuan Zi looked in shock at the Golden Core cultivator who was standing not far away from him, bowing his head respectfully.

Xiang Hua repeated it obediently: "The master just ordered you to leave here, Mr. Yuan."

"Why?" Yuan Zi blurted out.He really couldn't figure it out, well, how could they let him leave here?

"The master ordered this. As for the reason, I don't know the reason. Mr. Yuan can leave here at any time, but the master said that he doesn't want anyone to come here to disturb his life, otherwise, he doesn't mind making another move."

After leaving this sentence, Xiang Hua exited the room respectfully, leaving Yuan Zi sitting there alone.

After leaving the yard, Xiang Hua glanced at the room on the other side. He turned and left without saying a word, still with an indifferent expression.

Song Fengqi sat on the chair, looked at Xiang Hua's leaving back, then turned his head to look at the room next to him, got up and turned back to his bed, lay down, and closed his eyes.

Wen Yuan, who lived in another courtyard, also heard the news, but what he heard was different from what Yuan Zi heard.

Bending and standing in front of him respectfully, was a Jindan monk named Xiang Rong. He handed over a storage bag with both hands. It was his own storage bag that he couldn't find from the beginning. .

"Master said, as long as Mr. Wen asks someone to send something that satisfies the master, you can leave here, Mr. Wen. Of course, the master also explained that he doesn't want anyone to disturb his life."

After leaving only such a sentence, Xiang Rong saluted Wen Yuan, turned around and retreated.

This is a deal, if someone gives something satisfactory, he will let himself go, but, after five years, who in the family is willing to let himself reappear?Who wants to give back what they already have?Besides, would it be something simple and ordinary that would satisfy a Taoist in the Nascent Soul Realm?

After thinking for a long time with his eyes closed, Wen Yuan finally made a decision. He took out three communication talismans from his storage bag, and sealed his three strands of divine thoughts into them respectively.

This time, it's up to you.Let me see how much bond we have!Just let me see how much you will pay for me!Let me see if you are worth what I pay for you!

On this day, the [-] or so monks who were arrested in the villa, who were called the proud sons of heaven, could not control their emotions and could only let them go up and down.

Xiang Hua and Xiangrong waited for a dozen Golden Core monks to bow and wait in the room, quietly waiting for their master who was sitting in the upper seat to speak.

"Have you notified everyone?" A gentle and indifferent voice came from above their heads.

Xiang Hua bowed and took a step forward, and replied in a low voice: "I have already notified you about returning to the master."

Zai said casually: "That's good, Xiang Hua, you tell those puppets to pay attention to packing up the things delivered from everywhere, and also clean up those troubles, I don't want anyone to come here to disturb me .”

Because more than 30 monks paid the "ransom" in different places, it was necessary to let those puppets collect the "ransom" sent to the designated place, and by the way, solve the next trouble.

"Yes."

Xiang Hua, Xiang Rong and a dozen people responded respectfully.

"If those things don't satisfy me, let them help out and wait until they are worth enough to pay for them."

A light word fell, and the fate of those heaven's favored children was decided.

Yuan Zi left this villa hidden in the deep mountains without looking back. Here, he will not set foot here again until he has enough strength.

When Yuan Zi met Liu Qinglan at Liu's house, the hottest topic in the whole world of cultivating immortals was: The missing disciples of the two sects of immortals and demons can come back!

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Yuan Zi hurried to Liu's house, first met Liu Xiangru and Lu Ruhe, and then met Liu Qinglan in "Liu Lan Yuan".

He sat upright in the piano room, with a Liuyin foreign piano placed in front of him, his eyebrows lowered, his slender fingers plucking lightly or heavily on the plain strings, like an emperor who ruled the world lightly. Give pointers.

Yuan Zi quietly entered the piano room, found a place to sit cross-legged, and quietly closed his eyes to listen.

The strings of piano sounds are continuous, and the piano seems to be full of thoughts, ethereal and ethereal, life seems to be uncertain, and it seems to be chaotic and nothingness, which makes people feel in a trance.

Yuan Zi just sat quietly like this, not thinking about anything, not doing anything, just listening carefully.

At the end of the song, Liu Qinglan opened her eyes gently, and Yuan Zi felt that the whole piano room brightened instantly, after a long pause, Yuan Zi laughed softly.

The laughter became louder and louder, and came out of the piano room, and entered the ears of the servants and maids outside the courtyard, which made everyone surprised, but they didn't say anything.

Liu Qinglan raised her head to look at him, her empty state of mind hadn't dissipated yet, Qingling's indifferent eyes gradually warmed up, she curled her lips, and said, "You're back."

Yuan Zi nodded, looked straight at Liu Qinglan, and said, "Well, I'm back."

Liu Qinglan put the piano away and hung it on her waist again, stood up, walked to Yuan Zi and sat down casually, not at all as dignified as when she was playing the piano just now, but with a kind of freedom and ease.

"Have you heard?" Liu Qinglan asked lazily.

"En." Yuan Zi turned to look at him, "Can I not hear such a rumor that spreads throughout the world of cultivating immortals?"

Liu Qinglan raised her lips in a good mood.

"You won't be free for a long time! Then leave it to me about the ceremony."

The rumor that Liu Qinglan said was actually the matter of Zai asking Xiang Hua and others to demand "ransom" from various sects and factions.

In the past few days, Xiang Hua and others asked Tian Xiaozi and other disciples to send the Jade Slips of Letters to their respective sect families, explaining that if they want them to go back, they must first send something that can satisfy their masters.

The euphemistic name is: remuneration.

They did not tell the world of cultivating immortals with great fanfare that they had captured all the missing sect disciples, but directly made an excuse, saying that they had saved such a group of people by accident, and now they want to get their own due pay.

As for those Yuanying elders who disappeared together with the disciples, they didn't even mention it.

Liu Qinglan naturally heard these rumors, and couldn't help but praise Zai's subordinates for their talents, they were not simple characters, and they were able to pull out such a reason, regardless of whether others would believe it or not.

However, thinking about it, they don't care whether the monks in the world of cultivating immortals believe it!All they need is such a reason.

As for the Yuanying elders of various sects and sects, when they heard such rumors and looked at the jade slips sent back by the surviving disciples, they didn't believe it either, but they had no choice but to do what they said.

The core disciples of their own sect are all in their hands. Although they have sent back the letter-passing jade slips, they still have no way to find out where they are, let alone snatch them out.

From the information leaked by the disciples in the Jade Slips of Letters, we can know that the other party is stronger than them both in terms of overall strength and personal cultivation, and they are no match for others at all.

It's just, what can satisfy their masters and send their disciples back?

All sects and denominations are troubled!

This matter is well known in the entire world of cultivating immortals. If the things they send cannot satisfy their masters, their own disciples will not be able to regain their freedom, but the disciples of other sects will come back. Will the face thrown on the ground step on a few feet more casually?

Besides, when all sects and sects were busy thinking about what gifts to give, a disciple like Yuan Zi had already come out, so how could he not let those people come to him?

Speaking of this, Yuan Zi also paused, he lowered his head and thought about it, yes, he probably doesn't have much time these days, but he still doesn't want to leave things to Liu Qinglan alone .

"Your brother has agreed?"

Liu Qinglan nodded: "Well, he agreed."

"That's good. I've already mentioned it to Elder Tianshen on the Yuan family side. There won't be any problems. As for the preparations for the Taoist ceremony, I have already asked them to prepare during your retreat. It should be about there."

Yuan Zi never thought of hiding the existence of Ye Zitang from Liu Qinglan, but Liu Qinglan was not very willing to get involved in the issue of power, he always felt that it was too troublesome.

For the Yuan family, since Elder Tianshen has agreed, there is really no problem. Not to mention that the Yuan family will not object, even if there is a voice of opposition, Elder Tianshen can easily resolve it.As a great monk of the Yuanying rank, Elder Tianshen's prestige in the entire Yuan family was even greater than that of the head of the Yuan family.

In fact, Yuan Zi