The silent system of the Lord God of Quick Transmigration shed tears

At that time, Wanqi Suye was on the dry mountain. Apart from practicing, he was welcoming and sending off these apprentices.

Originally, every apprentice came, but later they were all busy, so they saw less, but Yan Zhiyu came as diligently as before.

Sticky as always.

There should have been no variables.

It wasn't until Wan Teng Suye discovered a mental method in Yan Zhiyu's jade pendant that he felt supremely free.

Immediately, Wan Qi Su Ye summoned Yan Zhi Yu back, and the two of them examined the method.

I don't know if it is Yan Zhiyu's family's mentality, or if the ancestor got this jade pendant by chance, it is his property, Wan Qi Suye can't dispose of it by himself.

Asked what Yan Zhiyu meant, Yan Zhiyu only asked: "Master thinks this method is good or not."

"Of course it's good." Wan Cheng Suye said, otherwise he wouldn't have called his apprentice back in a hurry.

"Then give it to Master to practice." Yan Zhiyu said.

Yan Zhiyu feels very satisfied that his own things can get the favor of Wanqi Suye.

The monks all pay attention to premonitions, and Wan Teng rubbed the jade pendant day and night, reading this mentality in the sea of ​​knowledge, and he felt a strange feeling all over his body, as if he was standing at a fork in the road of fate.

A choice is a life.

"Okay." Wan Tu Suye finished the selection, but the big stone in his heart did not fall.

At that time, Yan Zhiyu stayed on the dry mountain for two more days, and was urged by the people of Sanchi Pavilion, so he reluctantly went down the dry mountain.

Later, the three older ones came less frequently, and finally stopped coming. Yan Zhiyu was even happier when he came back here.

This little one came the most, maybe it's not surprising that there are so many polite people, and he never came empty-handed.

Sometimes he would bring gifts from his three senior brothers.

Yan Zhiyu's look of nostalgia can only be seen by the blind Wanqi Suye who can't see what kind of affection is hidden.

Wan Teng Suye's cultivation is also progressing step by step. Before he breaks through to transform into a god, he has already realized what is holding him back and slowing down his progress.

Yan Zhiyu is back again.

At that time, Wan Cheng Suye said that he was going to close himself to death, and he would not come out unless he broke through to transform into a god.

Yan Zhiyu, who had already suspected that there was something wrong with his mind, asked Wan Qi Su Ye for his mind at this last meeting.

From then on, Yan Zhiyu still came to Kushan as usual, but he never saw Wanqi Suye again.

Later, Wan Teng Suye achieved the transformation of the gods, and after the transformation of the gods, he would ascend to the sky and touch the thunder calamity.

Later, what happened here is completely forgotten.

Step through the void and go alone.

After finally reading these plots, Wan Teng Suye held the jade pendant in his hand.

"Master..." How careful Yan Zhiyu was, he had already noticed what was wrong with Suye.

"Huh?" Wan Qi Suye gave him a loving look.

Yan Zhiyu clasped his hands, "Is Master leaving?"

Wan Cheng Suye was taken aback by his question.

"how you said that."

"Master has ascended, these days I always feel that Master is leaving Qianyuan Continent." Yan Zhiyu said.

Ordinary cultivators will hang through the void and ascend to the upper realm.

It's just that when Su Ye flew by, he didn't have the life to go to the upper realm, and he still fell into the void.

Thinking about the fact that the main god is still watching from outside this world, he just wants to live in this world for a while.

Yan Zhiyu didn't dare to say if he wanted to stay, he knew better than anyone else who the master was, and he had already cultivated to be supremely at ease, so it could be said that he was already a person who cut off love and love.

Yan Zhiyu thought of self-pity.

He lowered his head and turned around, the back of his head was facing Wanqi Suye. The original Wanqi Suye didn't understand, but now Wanqi Suye does.

Patting him on the shoulder, Wan Cheng Suye said, "And I won't leave."

It took so much effort to return to this world, and it can be regarded as figuring out where life came from and where death went.

It's just another point, Wan Cheng Suye still doesn't know who "he" is.

He glanced at Yan Zhiyu.

Still didn't have the feeling that he was a partner in his previous life.

Especially now that Yan Zhiyu's friendship with him is not just a master-student friendship. Although that kind of emotion is suppressed, it always escapes in small strands, as if a bowl has been filled with water, but the water has not been controlled to increase and overflow. Those who came were already too full.

If it wasn't for Yan Zhiyu, I wouldn't have let the child down.

"Really?" Hearing that he would not leave, Yan Zhiyu's eyes couldn't be stopped anymore.

"Seriously." Wan Qi Su Ye said.

"Then I'll take Master to take a look elsewhere." Yan Zhiyu took his hand irresistibly, "I remember that Master has been to this imperial city in the mortal world before, but Master still remembers it, and Master can forget it." It's okay, I'll take you to find it."

Yan Zhiyu said, pulling him to shake.

Wan Cheng Suye's arm dangled in his hand, and finally smiled: "I still remember."

It was the time when Xifeng almost became the emperor.

He still remembers.

Xifeng was able to open the Fengfeng Tower here, which is more or less honored by the royal family.

The two sides are also considered to be mutually beneficial, and Xifeng is not in debt.

But over the years, there was an emperor who sneered at the monk and thought that Xifeng was his royal family's thug, and the thug Xifeng went off the assembly line in an instant, and said goodbye.

Later, time passed and the dynasty was overthrown, so there was no such thing as Qi Feng.

But Wanqi Suye still went with Yan Zhiyu.

Standing in front of the root of the imperial city, the breath of life from the mortal world rushed over.

Sellers on the street, peddlers carrying burdens, scholars who shake their heads, and ladies who cover their faces with fans.

Wan Teng Suye still remembered that Yan Zhiyu's name appeared the time he was attacked by the main god and was on the verge of death. What did it mean?

Waiting for countless years in this world, and then blocking him in another world?

It's not impossible to do such a thing with such an axis, Wan Cheng Suye rubbed his chin and thought.

Where ordinary mortals live, the aura is thin, and there is nothing fun to do. If the aura escapes from Suye's body, it is enough to be close to others and feel comfortable.

Ordinary people looked sideways, how many people have never seen such a magnanimous person in this "backcountry".

The three tails hadn't been shaken off yet, they all looked at Master and Junior Brother anxiously.

After they knew about the younger brother's thoughts, the younger brother never let them go to the dry mountain.

Usually they would prepare things to honor their master, but they would be deceived by their juniors with various excuses.

The younger brother sent it to the dry mountain by himself and handed it over to Wan Teng Suye, and then lied, saying that the older brothers were busy and couldn't attend to see the master, but they also entrusted him with the things they brought.

Among them, Yan Shangyan in the market once felt resentful, thinking that Yan Zhiyu was blaspheming Master.

It's just going back and forth, after so many days, Yan Zhiyu came back every time after being stunned at Wanqi Suye's place.

I didn't get what I wanted, and gradually my dissatisfaction turned into distress.

The life of my little brother is suffering.

The three of them had nothing to do, they were already sitting in the palace drinking tea, a water mirror was placed in front of them, watching the two of them playing in the market.

After showing some supernatural powers, he convinced the emperor.

Coupled with the lobbying of the fur-skinned cultivators around the emperor, he immediately became a guest of the palace.

There will be no one in the imperial city like Dixiantan, who will offend Wanqi Suye.

By the way, the Earth Immortal Altar can no longer be mixed near the Fengfeng Building.

Xifeng personally took action, always rewarding and punishing clearly, and did not do anything to kill them all.

When they set off to follow, the senior brother of the Earth Immortal Altar had already been kicked out of the Earth Immortal Altar, having lost his cultivation base and spiritual roots.

After that, the Immortal Altar was moved from top to bottom on the same day.

Before leaving, he apologized to Fengfenglou.

Xifeng can't make mistakes if he wants to make things difficult. They have been taught etiquette, righteousness, honesty and shame since they were young, and they have never been taught to do everything they can.

Even in the realm of comprehension, because of offending one person, it is everywhere that there is no one to survive.

Considering that these years have not caused any disturbances, it is considered a first offense, so Fenglou finally let it go.

Two people walk side by side on the street.

Wan Teng Suye still remembered the emperor crying and calling for Xifeng to be the prince and heir.

Such a city, he could wipe out a thousand or eight hundred of them in the blink of an eye.

Everything around seems fake.

"Master hasn't come down from the dry mountain for a long time." Yan Zhiyu said: "If there is anything you like, master must tell me?"

Wan Teng Suye nodded.

He was no longer the type to forget important things.

He will keep the previous world, the people he met, and the things he participated in all in his heart.

He watched his past.

It's like looking through a window screen, from a distance, it seems real and unreal.

But this clingy apprentice is real, and so are the three apprentices who drink tea and watch a play.

Yan Zhiyu was always chattering along the way.

Wan Chen listened to it all night, and those memories became more vivid.

"Yupei, do you think he will be in this world?" Wan Cheng Suye asked.

Yupei pursed her lips in a disgusted tone: "You know it well."

"I suddenly thought of Hanzhang, he soared from that world without saying a word, did he make a petty temper?" Wan Teng Suye said.

Yupei choked: "Why don't you say, for you to create a man, for you to create the world one or two to surpass the world and become the god of the world, these two people are because of idiots."

Wan Cheng Suye was particularly proud: "I can't tell."

Whenever he thinks of his partner and likes him so much in his heart, Wan Cheng Suye always cheers up.

The three people in the palace bought the emperor with a cup of fairy tea, and now they are enjoying themselves.

Wuwei said: "Betting or not, I think Zhiyu can't help it today."

"How can he bear it? It's been thousands of years, and he's in vain? The old man who pretends to be obedient and deceitful in front of the master, the old man, you and I don't know, but the younger brother has a lot of thoughts." Xi Feng said: " These grapes are delicious."

"That's what I use to refine the top grade Qingxin Pill, second senior brother, shut up." Xu Shangyan failed to save his own medicinal materials at the last moment, and suddenly became angry, pressing the joints on his hands with a clicking sound.

Xifeng confessed: "Brother, I will find you a better one later, and I will personally... personally send someone to send it to the Danding Pavilion."

The rank of the monks in the palace is not high. If they were in other places, they would not be able to serve these three people with tea and water.

Things are new on Qianyuan Continent.

A monk with a low level of cultivation has seen it before, and felt that he was too far away, so he came to the mortal world to seek a piece of glory and wealth, and others would laugh at it.

He can recognize this, and he is considered to be broad-minded and knowledgeable, but the four masters who have heard of Zhongmiaomen, Zhufenglou, Dandingpai, and Sanchi Pavilion are brothers, and they can't stand it.

Talismans and seals, refining tools, elixir, sword repair, are they all within reach?

Then what kind of a heaven-defying figure should their master be?

It was a coincidence today, he happened to meet, he had cultivated the blessings of many lifetimes to meet the so-called Feisheng True Immortal by chance.

He didn't dare to say the words of recommendation, so he could only serve the three people in front of him with trepidation, and it was a great opportunity for him to give away some of their leftover tea roots.

At night, Yan Zhiyu sat by the river.Wan Teng Suye stood under the willow tree on the bank.

In order to welcome the fairy, fireworks were set off in the palace early, and huge sparks bloomed in the sky, illuminating the entire night sky.

Wan Teng Su Ye quietly looked at the reflection on the water.

The shadow of the fireworks overlapped with that of Yan Zhiyu.

"Master." Yan Zhiyu called out.

The night is cold as water.

"Yeah." Wan Qi Suye replied casually.

Those words rolled in my throat twice, and I finally swallowed them down, so that's fine, if I say it, the master walks away, and I can find someone to cry for injustice.

"What do you have to say?" Wan Cheng Suye asked.

"Nothing." Yan Zhiyu bit his lower lip, blocking the words so as not to reveal half of them.

Wan Teng Suye was very puzzled: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

In front of the water mirror in the palace, three people were already hooking their heads and waiting for the next sentence.

Wuwei rubbed his hands excitedly: "Look, my elder brother is so good at predicting things, Yan Zhiyu finally can't hold back."

Xi Feng said: "I don't think so."

Yan Shang looked up at the market, and ignored the two of them. He had already set up a furnace in the palace, intending to refine a furnace of pills and use the gas to nourish the precious little furnace.

In the water mirror, Yan Zhiyu raised his head.

"Master..."

Wuwei urged through the water mirror: "Hurry up, hurry up."

crunch--

The water mirror is broken.

Wuwei suddenly faltered: "Eh? What's wrong with this mirror, Second Junior Brother? Is your mirror good or bad?"

"What do you think?" Xifeng asked.

Wuwei pursed his mouth and let out a sigh.

Yan on the market skillfully refined the elixir, and his control over the medicine furnace had reached the level of perfection.

Alchemy is as simple as picking flowers at your fingertips.

Yan Shang said: "What do you two think? Who else in this place can break the water mirror of Qifeng?"

Probably only Wanqi Suye.

If Suye doesn't let them see it, does that mean there's a show!

A willow leaf fell into the water, causing ripples.

Yan Zhiyu stood up, but he was still a little shorter than Wanqi Suye.

He looked up into Wan Cheng Suye's eyes, and finally decided to cut the mess quickly.

As if he was going to die, he stood on tiptoe and leaned forward: "Master, you kill me."

The author has something to say: Thanks to "Nuomi Ci" and "Lan Lan", the nutrient solution for the irrigation camp.

Since I wrote the article, I often stop updating it. I feel sorry for everyone, and I am very guilty of QAQ.

I hope the next book will be better, and I hope to become a person who keeps updating and bow down to everyone.