Meanwhile on the other side

Yan Jin was standing on top of Qingfeng Palace, the middle peak of Changtian Sword Sect.

He has a tall and straight figure, jade crown and hair, cool and elegant eyes, a glazed picture scroll hanging on his waist, and a small green bamboo sword hanging under the picture scroll. His temperament is awe-inspiring, and he wears a style of a school, and the familiar dark blue golden thread brocade clothes show the status of the person who came.

The eldest son of Haoran Immortal Mansion, Immortal Lord Yiqing.

Cheng Shuang stood opposite him, looking up and down Yan Jin with shrewd eyes, and stroked the white beard on his chin with his hands.

"Immortal Yiqing came from a long way, I don't know what's going on?" Cheng Shuang said kindly.

In fact, in terms of seniority and seniority, Yan Jin is far inferior to Cheng Shuang, the leader of the school, but the other party has a respected status and is a leader of the new generation.

Calling Immortal Yiqing is very polite.

Yan Jin lowered his hands and saluted, ready to get straight to the point.

"It's nothing urgent. It's just that a few days ago, Senior Shi broke through the secret realm of Yunwaitian with a sword, and took a person away from it. It happened that he was the younger brother. Now the third lady of the Yunjing faction died, and the spirit of Taoism It was stolen, and rumors spread all over the place for a while, people's hearts were unstable, and my father was really worried, so he asked me to come over and take him back."

In fact, what he said was half true and half false. First, Yan Zhentian didn't know that Yan Lin was taken away. Second,

He is the one who is anxious and worried, and he is the one who wants to bring people back.

On that day, the secret realm was split open by a sudden sword, the sky was shocked, the sky collapsed and the earth was cracked, all the small secret realms fell one after another, the suppression of the realm suddenly disappeared, and everyone in the secret realm flew away.

He mixed in, walked in the opposite direction, and rushed towards the familiar huge spiritual power place. Although Chiyu was there, he was still worried about Qinghe's safety, so he had to fly to check and confirm his safety.

Just as he was about to approach his destination, a silver streamer flashed across the sky.

The spiritual power of the Transcending Tribulation Stage flashed by, and he stopped abruptly, staring up at the top.

Shi Yuan left, but the red jade in his palm was not damaged at all.

He was a little suspicious, but he still carefully searched for Qinghe's figure inside, but until everyone came out, no one was seen, and the red jade was not broken, then he suddenly realized that maybe Shiyuan was not alone. ....

Qinghe was taken away by him——

Cheng Shuang raised his eyebrows slightly, the matter of the Yunjing faction was known all over the world, and Cheng Shuang was no exception, Taoism essence, phoenix eggs, dark and bright, and turbulent waves, in the future, this heavenly world might not live in peace.

Thinking of him, he nodded, and said in a heavy tone: "I know a thing or two about Yunwaitian, and the palace master's worry is understandable, but with our three sects guarding, we can prevent it from happening before it happens. .”

As he spoke, he paused, let go of the beard in his hand, glanced at the young man beside him, and suddenly became hesitant: "As for this young man..."

Cheng Shuang was a little embarrassed for a while.

To be honest, he didn't want to let that kid go back.

Not to mention that in order to cure him, he destroyed a heart-protecting grass that he had taken care of for many years, because his junior brother had been pure-hearted and ascetic for more than 1000 years, and finally wanted to accept him as an apprentice, so he couldn't let him go so directly.

Besides, the last time the younger brother was lost and returned, this time he was brought back directly. It took such a lot of effort, it wasted the resources of heaven and earth, and it took a lot of money to save the reckless boy, and even took advantage of... Hey, there must be some rewards for this effort.

Can't let it go, can't let it go, let him stay at Xuefeng to spend more time with his junior brother.

With a certainty in his heart, Cheng Shuang's face immediately became kind again: "The young master's injury is no longer serious, and the Palace Master and Immortal Yiqing don't need to worry, just let him—"

"Qinghe was injured?!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Jin interrupted Cheng Shuang's words with a nervous expression, and instinctively took a step forward, her brows were tightly frowned, and her eyes were full of urgency and worry.

Seeing his reaction, Cheng Shuang was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "This...doesn't Immortal Yiqing know?"

Yan Jin held his breath, his face was gloomy and ugly, after a while, he shook his head, and the hand beside him clenched the small wooden sword under the picture scroll at his waist.

He didn't even see her face to face, so how did he know.

"That's it..." Cheng Shuang sighed, it seems that the younger brother brought him back directly, which is really hard to explain to others.

"Then how is Qing and now?" Maybe because he realized his gaffe just now, Yan Jin stagnated slightly, took a step back, stood back to the original place, swallowed his throat, and restrained his emotions.

"There is no serious problem now. I must have been reckless when encountering danger when I was in the relic fairyland before, so that my dantian was scarred."

Speaking of which, this young man is so young, he is cruel enough to himself, he dared to forcibly break free from the suppression of his realm, so that his dantian was damaged, his spiritual power scattered, and his realm fell.

In the process of fighting, he also endured severe pain.

Now I have used the heart-protecting grass to stabilize his realm, and let my junior repair the damaged dantian with spiritual power. Since there is nothing wrong, he will not talk about it, and he is too lazy to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Dare to ask where is Qinghe, the head of the sect?" Yan Jin no longer asked carefully, but directly asked where Qinghe was.

"...Xuefeng" Cheng Shuang replied honestly.

Yan Jin suddenly raised his head, his dark eyes were deep, his expression was slightly cold, and a trace of boredom flashed in his heart.

Sure enough, he hasn't given up yet...

He still wanted to take Qinghe away, but did Qinghe do it voluntarily?He was so resistant before, but now he has been waiting for him, waiting for him to pick him up, to pick him up and go home...

Those penetrating eyes appeared in Yan Jin's mind, the helplessness and fragility in them were like a thin needle piercing his heart.

Don't worry, brother won't let anyone trap you.

I'll take you home right away, wait for me—

Yan Jin calmed down, looked at Cheng Shuang steadfastly and said, "In that case, then this junior will go visit...Senior Shi."

Cheng Shuang looked at those eyes, the abyss-like black was thick and complicated, as if he was suppressing something, ready to move, but also tightly bound.

Is it obsession——

Cheng Shuang looked at the back of the young man, the dark color in his eyes flashed, he was silent for a moment, his old face seemed to be thinking about something.

How could such a young man become obsessed with it?

Obsessed with life, obsessed with death, love, hate, anger, and ignorance, in front of the Dao, you must learn to give up...

Otherwise, you will only be in the quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper.

After Yan Jin left, a man appeared next to Cheng Shuang, with two swords on his back, gray hair, and a wooden hairpin. His face was slightly younger, but there was an air of self-indignation.

This is the master of Fuyuan Peak, Tang Yuanshan.

"Is it appropriate to let him find his junior?"

Cheng Shuang glanced at him, put away the seriousness just now, put on a kind smile on his face, stroked his beard, and said quite leisurely: "What's inappropriate, the younger brother wants to accept someone else's younger brother as an apprentice, and he is arguing." It is also necessary to agree. However, looking at his eyes, it doesn't seem like he can easily agree. "

Tang Yuanshan looked straight ahead, and said indifferently and calmly: "If you don't agree, just grab it."

Cheng Shuang sighed deeply.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, how old are we? How can we open our mouths and keep our mouths shut? It's so ugly. If we want to say it, we should say 'please' and 'stay', understand?"

Tang Yuanshan glanced at him, his eyes were cold as if disgusted, then he disappeared in place without saying a word.

Cheng Shuang shook his head and sighed, his temper was still so bad at this age.

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