The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

When Chu Yiyang returned to Hehuanzong, the first person he saw was Xuanyuan Ce.

Xuanyuan Ce, the elder Ke Qing, should be hard-working and devoted to his job.

He was recruited in order to be in charge of a part of the Hehuan Sect's mechanism formation. At this moment, under the scorching sun, he stood alone on the mountain path, debugging the mechanism and maintaining the formation.

As the mountain wind blew, Xuanyuan Ce straightened up, and just about to look up at the sun, he saw Chu Yiyang quietly appearing in front of him.

Chu Yiyang saw that his pupils vibrated, and he froze in place, with his mouth open but no sound came out.

"..."

After analyzing his expression, Chu Yiyang realized—Xuanyuan Ce probably thought that he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

It seems that not many people thought that he would have the good luck of Beitang Hanye to come back from the abyss alive.

Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Xuanyuan Ce who was stunned: "What are you stunned, you've returned to your soul." Then he snapped his fingers twice, "I'm back."

Hearing his voice and seeing his shadow under the blue sky and white sun, Xuanyuan Ce finally came to his senses: "Young master?"

After joining the Hehuan Sect, he now calls Chu Yiyang the Young Master just like everyone else.

Chu Yiyang nodded in agreement, then raised his other hand and shook it in front of him.

Xuanyuan Ce saw that it was the puppet glove he had stolen from him.

I only heard Chu Yiyang say: "Thanks to your glove, we were able to find the way out. Is there something wrong with the sect during my absence? How about my mother——my master?"

Xuanyuan Ce didn't hear the subtle pause at the end, and when he saw Chu Yiyang finished speaking, he started to walk up, and after reacting, he also followed: "Young master, you are not here during this time..."

As Chu Yiyang walked, he listened to his brief report on the situation of the Hehuan Sect during this period. He patrolled around, guarded against the ghosts, and then there were any abnormalities. Naturally, he did not fall behind, but the Great Elder did not show up in front of people since he returned from the Demon Realm.

Xuanyuan Ce: "...The suzerain also put down the affairs in his hands in order to take care of the great elder."

In short, Chu Yiyang's junior uncle, Jiang Xuelou, is taking care of everything about the Hehuan Sect.

As soon as Chu Yiyang heard it, he knew that his master's condition was definitely not good. Although he didn't show it on the surface, his feet accelerated.

He turned into Qingguang directly on the mountain road, disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at the place where his little master uncle Jiang Xuelou was.

"...What time is it, can you give me less trouble?!"

Jiang Xuelou was training with his back to him, but when he turned around with a flick of his sleeves, he saw Chu Yiyang appearing in the hall, and the fan in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

Chu Yiyang's eyes blurred, and Jiang Xuelou's people had already rushed in front of him, holding his shoulders tightly with both hands, holding back for a long time and only saying, "You still know how to come back!"

Seeing the flushed eye sockets of the always handsome young master uncle, and his handsome face becoming haggard, Chu Yiyang knew that he had been worrying a lot for himself during this time, and he had also taken on the pressure of the sect's affairs, so he didn't worry about it. Caring that he scratched his shoulder so painfully.

He raised his right hand, patted Jiang Xuelou's hand on his left shoulder, and said calmly: "It's hard to find a way out there, and I have no other way to send a message, so I rushed back as soon as possible."

Infected by his calmness as if he had gone out for a trip, Jiang Xuelou's excitement when he saw him again disappeared.

Those two disciples of the Hehuan Sect who had done wrong things and were being punished were still very pleasantly surprised to see that the young master had come back intact, and his cultivation had fully recovered.

As soon as Jiang Xuelou moved his lips, he wanted to say that the people from the Demon Realm moved so quickly, they could return the matching sword and the Kunlun treasure on the second day of the Demon Emperor's succession, so why couldn't the people from the Demon Realm help deliver a message.

But when he thought about who Beitang Hanye let him beat him down, he shut up.

If people from the Demon Realm dared to come again, the emotionally unstable elder sister would probably knock them off the cliff as soon as she sensed the demon cultivator's breath.

He took a deep breath, let go of Chu Yiyang's shoulders, and took his hand instead: "Quick, since you're back well, come with me to see your mother and your master."

Ying Qiushui closed the door to thank the guests, Ying Canghai put aside all his affairs to accompany him, and the elder waited at the door without even seeing the latter's face.

After returning to Hehuan Sect, Chu Yiyang came to Jiang Xuelou first for the same reason - compared to others, he must be more aware of the situation inside.

Seeing Elder Jiang dragging Chu Yiyang away in a hurry, Xuanyuan Ce who followed him stood there for a while, feeling that he should not be needed, so he turned around to repair another formation.

After that day and night of gray hair, Ying Qiushui went down to the blue sea and blue sky.

Her son is dead, and her heart has turned into ashes, and the old affair between her and Xie Wuzheng is no longer a demon blocking the way.

To break through this catastrophe, she was supposed to take the last step to trigger Qingguang's reception, but because all thoughts were lost, even if it was the last step before her, she didn't have the will to take it, so she just sealed herself in the bedroom.

In front of the vanity mirror, the white-haired beauty sat facing the mirror, brushing the children's old things on the table with her bare hands.

Back in the chaos, when her son was born, seeing that she was still unable to face her, her younger sister Cang Hai took him away and raised him under her knees, and named him Jiexin to remind her to overcome this calamity in order to achieve consummation.

The chaotic years above the blue sea and blue sky were like a dusty dream to her.

Jie Xin also grew from a baby in the swaddle to a toddler who could stagger and walk on his own. He came to her and smiled at her, vaguely calling her aunt.

Maybe it's the nature of mother and child, even though she always treats him less tenderly than her younger sister Cang Hai, Jie Xin always gets close to her.

After becoming her disciple and being taught by her, this connection is even stronger.

Ying Qiushui thought, maybe this is good, just treat him as his younger sister's child, as his apprentice.

She doesn't have to look back at the past, she never looks at the traces left on the blue sea and blue sky.

But now, her Jiexin was dead.

All she can do is look at her son's childhood toys and miss the time when he still belonged to her and was still by her side.

"...Senior Sister! Big Sister!"

Outside the quiet hall came the voice of junior brother Jiang Xuelou who couldn't hide his excitement.

Ying Qiushui paused with his fingertips resting on a small shoe, and his senses, which had become dull due to closure, caught the suddenly louder movement outside.

"Jie Xin is back!" Jiang Xuelou, who didn't sense Ying Canghai's aura and was only sure that the elder sister was there, shouted inside as soon as he entered, "Jie Xin is back——elder sister!"

Chu Yiyang came in behind Jiang Xuelou, and heard something seemed to fall in the depths of the bedroom, followed by hurried footsteps.

Ying Qiushui, who had already reached the realm of cultivation, completely forgot the methods of the monks, just like a powerless mortal, he rushed out from the inside at a slow to fast pace.

In the skylight coming in from the window, Chu Yiyang focused his eyes, and saw the beauty in palace costume coming out from behind the curtain.

She held the hanging curtain with her hand, as if the flamboyant red dress on her body had dimmed a bit, her beautiful eyes looked towards the door in confusion, and locked onto Chu Yiyang who was standing beside Jiang Xuelou.

"Jiexin--"

Ying Canghai also came to the hall at this time, and saw that Chu Yiyang who had just returned had not had time to plead guilty, the eldest sister had already walked over and hugged her son in her arms.

Her snow-like long hair was scattered on the red dress, and her arms tightly hugged the lost son: "..."

So unavoidable, so emotionally exposed, it's never happened before.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Being held in the arms of the master in name and mother in the real sense, Chu Yiyang also swallowed what he wanted to say.

He closed his eyes gently, no matter how many times he experienced it again, his mother's embrace was still so warm.

In the identity of Ying Jiexin, he temporarily let go of everything and allowed himself to indulge for a moment.

……

The sleeping hall, which had been closed for a long time, was reopened, and the skylight shone in completely, illuminating the figures of the four people in the hall.

Ying Qiushui's white hair was like frost, Chu Yiyang and Jiang Xuelou's eyes fell on it, and they couldn't look away.

Rumor has it that Su Jianzun is also like this, with a beautiful face and white hair.

But he didn't look like he was completely reduced to ashes after being burned violently.

When she first met Chu Yiyang, Ying Qiushui's outburst of emotion was like the last temperature hidden in the pile of ashes.

Great sorrow and great joy, great ups and downs, maybe it will be the same for everyone, and it will not be able to burn again.

Putting himself into her position, Chu Yiyang felt guilty for everything she had experienced.

It's just that he couldn't tell her that it was inevitable for Beitang Hanye to fall, even if it wasn't her who made the shot, someone else would. He only talked about what happened after he jumped that day.

"...I protected him with a golden bell, and he protected me. After falling into the abyss, we fell into a coma for a while. Before he slid completely into madness, I trapped him with puppet wire until I found a way out. I met Prison Shura outside."

"He is the son of Prison Asura, and this matter has been known everywhere. When I fell down the passage of the blood pool that day, it happened that the Qingye Secret Realm opened, and I was pushed by Xu Wang, and entered from the other side. It was also Prison Asura who appeared , took me to detoxify him.”

"Beitang didn't want to treat me as a furnace, he didn't want to treat anyone as a furnace, but he couldn't help it."

"I can't do anything about it. Prison Shura asked me to swallow the Heaven-level Kuilong Yao Pill alive. If I don't use my body as a furnace to refine it and give it to his son, Beitang and I will die."

"The blood pact on me was also planted at that time.

"Every time Beitang is in danger, I will be affected by the blood contract, and I can't help but save him. Otherwise, if he dies, I will die too."

"So on the edge of the abyss that day, whether I want to or not, I will definitely jump down."

Chu Yiyang concluded with this sentence, he raised his eyes, hoping that the person in front of him could alleviate the pain of watching himself jump because of this.

Ying Qiushui sat quietly, in the sky light coming in from the window, it seemed that even the eyelashes had turned into the color of snow.

After a long time, she finally opened her mouth and said, "Is it just because of the blood contract?"

"Does it matter if it's just because of the blood contract?" Jiang Xuelou waited for a long time, just waiting for this opportunity, and slapped the table angrily, "It's all the prison Shura's fault, now that he's dead, everyone don't care Just—" Don't owe each other?

"It's not just the blood contract," Chu Yiyang admitted directly without evading the question, "It's also because I might really like him. And whether it's the tragedy of Prison Shura or me and him, it's all because of the poison of the Acacia Sect. rise."

Hearing the word "yandu", Ying Canghai's eyelashes moved slightly.

Two generations, three stories, all started because of the sex poison of the Acacia Sect.

"Sister." She also looked at Ying Qiushui, hoping to take this opportunity to persuade her again, "Perhaps this is the cycle of karma, a doom that cannot be overcome as a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and you should also learn to let go."

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The author has something to say:

Fighting alone... the proofreading sister fell asleep.

I also wrote more than 1000 chapters without proofreading, and I couldn't do it anymore. I originally thought that this chapter [-] could be written until the two of them meet again.

push it to tomorrow

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