Author Sang, I am optimistic about you.

Nian had been curled up in place for an unknown amount of time, the sun was scorching hot, and he didn't move.

After another two or three cups of tea, the curled up young man opened his eyes, sat up, stroked his forehead, and looked around from the corner of his eyes.

This is a strange place, from the moment he said "I'm willing" to Xiaoling, his vision went dark, and he was sent here.

The surrounding scenery would not be seen in the future, but there were some plants that he had seen in medical books and the complete collection of ancient plants. This is not the future.

My body was in pain, and I didn't know what I had done on the other side, which caused injuries all over my body, and it became difficult to even stand up.

The other side closed the communication of consciousness, and for a while, he didn't know what happened.

The other side is always like this, he piles up those who can't stand it, and doesn't know whether this kind of personality is good or bad.

I found a wooden stick on the ground, supported my body and walked forward. The injuries on my body have not been treated, and it is not too much to say that it is a mess.

Here is a valley, between the mountain walls, there is sunshine.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly saw a stone pressing on the piece of paper. I removed the stone and took out the piece of paper to see that there was Xiaoling's handwriting on it.

The above roughly said that his apprentice was missing, and he went down the mountain to look for it, and told the senior brother not to worry.

Chu Xiaoyun looked carefully at the piece of paper. The words on it were written in ink he didn't know. Judging from the ink marks and the slightly blurred handwriting, the words should have been left for a while.

He held the piece of paper silently, this thing is a substance.

Xiaoling couldn't write without her own breath, so how did Xiaoling write this handwriting.

What happened in this world?

Xiao Ling explained that she had to go to different worlds to complete different tasks, otherwise she would be exterminated.

What is the mission of this world?

Chu Xiaoyun sat down cross-legged, and according to what Gu Yu had learned before he came, he called out the control panel and found the task interface.

"Escape Mission", "Teacher Apprentice Mission" and finally the "Slay Demon Cult Mission" that has not yet been completed.

Chu Xiaoyun looked at it one by one, and he was a little stunned by the following introduction to the task of apprenticeship. The completion column of the task of apprenticeship reads: "The task is completed, and I have successfully worshiped Xiaoling as a teacher and became a disciple of the Qinghe Sect."

It shouldn't be a coincidence that the same name is linked to the handwriting on the piece of paper just now.

Judging from the task and the completion prompt, you can know a lot of things, on the other hand, your current identity, and what happened recently.

Although the scenery here is unfamiliar, it is not difficult to guess that this is the mountain gate written in the mission. Comparing it with the note left by Xiaoling, the more accurate name here can also be determined. This is the name of his father Chu Feng. Closed place.

Chu Xiaoyun rubbed his forehead, feeling a little headache.Now we can only confirm this information, and there are not enough clues to infer others.

Now there are a lot of questions, such as whether Xiaoling is a real body or an incorporeal body, and where is Xiaoling now?

Why didn't the rule of not being two meters away from yourself work?

Questions came and went, and there was confusion.

The state on the other side was not very good, and the consciousness almost shrank into a ball. Chu Xiaoyun tried to communicate, but was rejected.

Chu Xiaoyun sat and rested for a while, then got up, ready to look around and collect more clues.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise in the valley, and dust was everywhere. Chu Xiaoyun squinted his eyes and looked at the place where the sound came from through the dust all over the sky. It was a stone wall, which was originally integrated with the mountain, but now it was separated, revealing a two people High and dark hole.

Feeling empty in his hand, Chu Xiaoyun immediately looked back at his hand, the piece of paper he was holding just now was no longer there.

A gust of breeze came slowly, and the sand and dust were swept away, and the area returned to calm.

In front of Chu Xiaoyun stood a young man in the shape of an ancient man in Tsing Yi. The clothes on the young man were almost exactly the same as Gu Yu who was floating in the future except for the different patterns.

His hair is the same as Xiaoling's, very long, the color of ebony, his complexion is like jade, not particularly fair, with the yellow color unique to oriental people, his eyeliner is long and narrow, the tail of his eyes is slightly raised, and his eyes are sharp, The sword eyebrows are long and fly into the temples, and the lips are slightly pale and thin.

His appearance is very similar to his appearance in the real world, but the expression between his brows is different.

He stood with his sword behind his back, holding a thin piece of paper in his other hand and reading.

Chu Xiaoyun looked over, and the piece of paper was Xiaoling's handwriting that he was holding in his hand just now.

The content on the paper was not long, and the man knew what Gu Yu meant after just scanning it.

He put the paper in his arms and turned his head to look at Chu Xiaoyun.

He moved his fingers slightly, and Chu Xiaoyun felt as if something had been untied from his body, and he became very relaxed. Something flowed into his body with warmth, and slowly melted from the position of his dantian to his limbs. His wounds are also beginning to feel healed.

Xiaoling said that this world is a world of cultivation, and cultivation is what determines everything.

Presumably, the other side was sealed by someone before, and that's why he ended up in such a mess.

This person is probably not low in this world.

The person's appearance and cultivation level all revealed his identity, and now his nominal father is also Xiaoling's senior brother——Chu Feng.

The man was holding a piece of exquisitely carved white jade, with a line in the middle of the white jade, it looked like the piece of jade was split in two and then glued together again.

"Where's your master Xiaoling?"

The man's voice is gentle, which is different from Xiaoling's gentleness. His gentleness is full of overbearingness that cannot be rejected. With the sharp edge showing the inner skin.

Chu Xiaoyun shook his head, he really didn't know about this question.

Chu Feng clenched the piece of jade tightly, his eyes seemed to be a few degrees colder, Chu Xiaoyun keenly discovered that Chu Feng didn't seem to be very friendly to his son in name.

I have never received family affection, and I still can't get it now, and there is nothing to force.

The future is the same as the present.

That piece of jade seemed to be very important, Chu Feng held it tightly, so hard that the knuckles of his fingers made crackling sounds.He seemed to be restraining something, and his expression became colder and colder.

The protagonist who belongs to the other side in consciousness has been beating non-stop and emotional since hearing Xiaoling's name.

Chu Xiaoyun caressed his forehead, and felt a sudden pain in his temple. The emotion on the other side was too strong, which had already affected him. If it wasn’t for this time of complete separation and reintegration, he would be stronger. Maybe the other side has already taken it away. control of the body.

But this situation is also very bad. On the other hand, such a fierce reaction to Xiaoling's name shows that there must be something wrong with Xiaoling now.

Although he doesn't like the other side, but Xiaoling's matter is not a joke after all.

Chu Xiaoyun sighed inwardly, and gave up control of his body.

Chu Feng watched his son's expression change and his eyes became confused, but this confusion only appeared for a second before being replaced by a cold clarity.

It was as if someone had suddenly changed.The aura and temperament of the whole person have become different. Now Chu Yun is as cold as the wind of winter, his face is cold, as if all his emotions have been frozen.

"Xiao Ling is at the main altar of the Devil's Cult." With a faintly cool voice and a cold expression.

Chu Xiaoyun said to Chu Feng dumbly.

Chu Feng frowned, grabbed a formula from Chu Xiaoyun, and went up with the sword.

"lead the way."

Chu Xiaoyun put on a blank face and pointed out the direction for Chu Feng. Chu Feng is already a master at the Mahayana stage, but he has already reached the main altar of the Demon Cult in a few moments.

Different from the prestige of the past, the main altar of the Devil's Cult has been crushed by something and turned into ruins. The flag of the Devil's Cult has also been replaced, and now there is a banner with a strange pattern. Looking at the flower table, it looks like the snow lotus in the Western Regions.

Chu Feng has not left the mountain for more than a year, and he has no way of knowing what happened to the mountain.

The devil's religion and the righteous way can't be two things, vendetta and treasure hunting.To put it bluntly, no one is so clean.

The appearance of the Devil's Cult should have been replaced by someone, but I don't know who the replacement is.

These have nothing to do with Chu Feng, what he wants now is to find his little junior brother as soon as possible, the jade pendant was broken in two, Xiao Ling would not do this unless it was extremely urgent, he must use the jade pendant to teleport it when he encounters something.It's just that he didn't expect that the person teleported back was not the little junior brother, but his apprentice—Chu Yun.

Knowing how little junior brother cares about Chu Yun, he didn't expect to care so much.

Also, as a junior, when will he put himself first.

Chu Xiaoyun continued to lead the way for Chu Feng, and the two of them bypassed the ruined main altar of the Demon Cult to Leng Yueer's private area, the eerie prison.

It turned out that the location of the prison had collapsed, and there were some people struggling inside. They couldn't see their human form, but the desire to survive made them struggle in the ruins, reaching out to the outside for survival.

There was someone who came earlier than them. He was dressed in Chinese clothes with the characteristics of the Western Regions. With his wheat-colored skin and the strings of Western Region jewelry hanging on his body, he looked very tempting.The long blond hair is very special in this region, and the exotic face has a deep outline, which has several kinds of temptations.

He squatted down, holding a small jar with exquisite patterns in his hand, as if he was picking something up on the ground.

Chu Feng and Chu Xiaoyun just glanced at him lightly, and then started to move.

The air was filled with the smell of scattered aura, and Chu Xiaoyun's eyes were as dark as a dark night, full of darkness that could not be seen through at a glance.

Chu Feng's long sleeves flew up, and with just a wave of his hand, the collapsed stones on the ground flew away, revealing the scene below.

Leng Yue'er's body was crushed underneath, and the body that lost its primordial spirit was almost crushed into a cake by the thick stones.

In addition to Leng Yue'er's corpse, there are many corpses below. They died in different shapes and were pressed into various shapes by stones.Chu Xiaoyun pursed his lips and looked over one by one, fearing that he might see Xiaoling's body among them.

Chu Feng is also looking for Xiaoling.

Looking at the corpses one by one, there was no Xiaoling inside.

Chu Feng walked away slowly, began to search for the next area, kept excluding, and kept walking, and finally came to the young man from the Western Regions whom he saw first.

The collapsed stones in this area have been cleared away, and the clothes underneath are broken, white, with exquisite silver dark lines on it.

The young man searched for these rags from the ground with a blank expression, and put them into jars.

Chu Xiaoyun recognized at a glance that these rags belonged to Xiaoling.

The young man picked up another one, and Chu Xiaoyun stepped forward to grab it. Unexpectedly, the young man's movements were so fast, and without seeing how he moved, Chu Xiaoyun's hand fell through the air.

Chu Feng stopped Chu Xiaoyun, just because of the young man's action, it shows that the young man's cultivation base is not low.

Chu Xiaoyun's eyes turned red anxiously: "Where is Xiaoling?"

The young man tilted his head: "Xiaoling? Xiaoling..." His expression was a little sad, his hands holding the jar were tightened, and he didn't answer Chu Xiaoyun.Then continue to squat down and pick up the clothes.

Those clothes belonged to Xiaoling, and Chu Xiaoyun fought the young man to grab them, but he didn't get any of them.

There are no corpses or bloodstains here, and these clothes are the last things Xiao Ling left behind.

Where did Xiao Ling go?

Seeing the scene like this, Chu Feng smelled the aura in the air that belonged to the aura cultivated by the pure yang technique, opened his eyes wide, clenched his fists, and his nails sank deeply into his flesh.

Chu Feng had encountered such a situation before, when the Qinghe Sect was hunted down by the whole world, his master also used the same method as his younger brother to help him escape.

The Nascent Soul was shattered, the Nascent Spirit was shattered, and truly disappeared in the world.

Brother, why are you so stupid.

Chu Feng sighed slowly in his heart, with a heavy feeling in his heart, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

He had already told his junior brother that Chu Yun would harm him.

But the younger brother didn't believe it, he treated Chu Yun just as well.

Now it was true. He wanted to draw his sword and sacrificed his junior with Chu Yun's blood, but he knew that his junior would not be happy.

Brother, he is really a very gentle and kind person.

Chu Yun's life was exchanged by his younger brother, and his younger brother sent him to his retreat door, presumably with the intention of entrusting him to him.

This is a last wish, and I cannot violate it.

Chu Feng grabbed Chu Xiaoyun who was snatching the fragments with the youths from the Western Regions, and whispered about Xiaoling's situation.

Chu Xiaoyun stood there in a daze as if he had planted a body-holding technique, forgetting to snatch the fragments.

This is Xiao Ling's final fate.

When he said that his soul was flying away, the young man from the Western Regions looked at Chu Feng thoughtfully. After picking up the fragments on the ground, he passed by Chu Feng's side and left a faint sentence: "It seems that you are Xiaoling For the sake of senior brother, I will not kill you."

Turning around to leave after speaking, Chu Feng took a deep look at the young man. The other party's cultivation base should be similar to his own, and it would be of no benefit to both of them to fight.

Chu Xiaoyun stayed where he was, and Chu Feng went to hold his hand, preparing to take him back to Qinghe Mountain Gate.

However, Chu Xiaoyun shook off Chu Feng's hand like crazy, turned around to the last place where Xiao Ling was, and used his fingers to dig out the rubble. His fingertips were red, and soon the skin was worn out, and the sand and stones stuck to the surface. On his fingers, he didn't seem to feel anything, he kept digging down, the red fingertips were mixed with sand and stones, and the flesh in some places had been worn away, and some of the fingertips of the ten fingers could already see the whiteness. of the phalanx.

Obviously there will be nothing below, but they are digging stubbornly.

Chu Feng didn't hold him back, he stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the crazy young man with a deep sigh in his eyes.

Finally, the moon was setting, and Chu Feng walked up to him. His hand was so damaged, his phalanges protruded, white and frightening.

"What's the use of you doing this? If you really think about him, you should live a good life. Blood debts are paid in blood. How can you avenge him in such a slump?"

Chu Xiaoyun stopped his movements, and his dull eyes gradually became clear, turning as cold as ice. He gritted his teeth and said, "No one left behind from the Devil's Cult will be left behind."

Back at the gate of Qinghe Mountain, Chu Feng stood in front of the rock for a long time. There was no sect name engraved on the rock. At the beginning, he promised to nominate the sect together with his younger brother, but now he was the only one left.

Chu Feng flew up, swung his long sword, and carved "Qingxiao Sect" on the rock, his voice rang out in the night wind: "From today on, we will set up a sect here, and the Qinghe Sect will be renamed as Qingxiao Sect. All the disciples of the Qingxiao Sect regard Xiao as their seniority! It will never change! I, Chu Feng, a member of the Qingxiao Sect, will be renamed Xiaofeng from today. Chu Yun will be renamed Xiaoyun!"

The night wind whimpered past, leaving only a few lonely words "Qingxiao School" on the cold rocks.

The person who should be there is gone.

The author has something to say: Yue Yin: I rarely make an appearance, and you don't even mention my name.

Author: Didn't you come to make soy sauce and pass by?

Yue Yin: Did you think the jar I was holding was a soy sauce jar?

Author: Σ(°△°|||)︴What is that?

Yue Yin: It's a jar of vinegar.

Author: _(:3」∠)_ So you came out to get jealous?

Yue Yin: Well... No, don't go around the topic, agree to come out and meet Xiaoling, where is he?

Author: Seeing clothes is like seeing people.

Yue Yin: ...I finally know the reason why they gave you a bad review.

77 The third world is optimistic about you ([-])

Following Chu Feng's return to Qingxiao Mountain, Xiaoling's original residence was renamed Chunyang Peak according to the order of the martial arts practiced in the sect.

Chu Feng took Chu Xiaoyun to live in the original bamboo house and chose a bamboo house at random, while Chu Xiaoyun chose Xiaoling's house.

It is also the first time for Chu Feng to come to the place where Xiaoling lives. At first glance, it is really simple.

Everything in the house has the breath of the old man, and the smell hurts the heart, and those who see it cry.

Chu Feng just glanced around in the room, and said to Chu Xiaoyun: "Tomorrow at Maoshi, Jian Yuan will practice."

After speaking, he lifted his foot and left here.

Chu Xiaoyun closed the door, and sat cross-legged where Xiaoling usually meditated, with lowered eyes, eyes as dark as night, and she didn't know what kind of thoughts she had.

From that day on, under the guidance of Chu Feng, Chu Xiaoyun has grown rapidly. His talent for swords is extremely high, and he practiced day and night, like a fully pumped engine, turning every day. non-stop.

Without Xiaoling, it seems that only cultivation is left in his life.

A thirst for power, an obsession with the sword.It made him go farther and farther on the road of cultivation, and even Chu Feng had to sigh that Chu Xiaoyun was indeed a good seedling with excellent talent.

But then, Chu Xiaoyun discovered another self.

The other only appears at night.

During the long training time at night, I don't even remember what I have done, but my cultivation base is improving.

As the cultivation continued and he was eager to become stronger, it seemed that someone in his body was also slowly becoming stronger.

This feeling of having an extra person in his body made him feel uncomfortable.

Then the man told himself many things, said a lot.

The two are now inseparable.

Since I can't get rid of him, I can only accept it.It is a common agreement between each other that the day is counted as dawn, the time belongs to Chu Xiaoyun, and the night starts from midnight, which belongs to another.

The other was very mild and didn't raise any objections.

Chu Xiaoyun's life returned to normal, and he continued to practice.

One year, two years... ten years, time flies.

Chu Xiaoyun's cultivation level has already caught up with Chu Feng's. Every time Chu Feng stood by the edge of Jianyuan and watched Chu Xiaoyun practice his sword, he was deeply moved. The child who was so scheming back then turned into the cold appearance he is today. Obsessed with swords, he doesn't care about anything other than cultivation.

The talent is excellent, and the mood is stabilized. It is only a matter of time to become a talent.

Chu Feng sighed in his heart, after all, he was not as accurate as his junior brother in judging people.

Maybe it was the younger brother who changed Chu Yun, but that's not necessarily the case.

If the younger brother was here, he would definitely be overjoyed to see the current Chu Yun.

Pity.

The ten-year comprehension conference is held in the Qingcheng sect of the sect, and Chu Feng brings Chu Xiaoyun to participate.

Chu Feng's cultivation suppressed all those who coveted him, and Chu Xiaoyun cut open the entire martial arts arena with a single sword. The sword energy was like a rainbow, and no one dared to step forward. He deservedly won the championship.

The reputation of the Qingxiao Sect spread so far, and disciples from all directions came to learn from them.

For a while, the momentum was huge.

To commemorate Xiaoling, Chu Feng separated the entire Qingxiao Sect from Chunyang Peak. Chunyang Peak was ruled by Chu Xiaoyun, Xiaoling's only disciple, and no one was allowed to go up the mountain.

With the reset of the Qingxiao Sect, Chu Feng became the patriarch of the Qingxiao Sect, and Chu Xiaoyun's identity also changed to the master patriarch.

Chu Feng also worked hard to teach his apprentices, while Chu Xiaoyun retreated almost every day, never going down the mountain for half a step.

For him, there are only legends in the Qingxiao sect.

What happened at the comprehension conference was spread like a miracle.

Only Chu Feng knows about his cultivation. Chu Xiaoyun has already passed through the thunder tribulation and is at the peak of the Mahayana stage, and he will be able to soar in a few days.

I have also reached the deadline for ascension, but I still can't let go of Qingxiao faction in my heart, so I press that day again and again.

In his spare time teaching his disciples, he once went to Chunyang Peak. Chu Xiaoyun's life is either practicing sword or meditating, which is really boring.But he enjoys it and lives like this every day.

Chu Feng shook his head and devoted himself to teaching the newly recruited disciples.

Chu Feng's disciples, in order to ensure the future of the Qingxiao Sect, the core disciples were all recruited by Chu Feng from the people.He also hoped that Chu Xiaoyun could take in a disciple to continue Xiaoling's skills.

But... Chu Feng sighed, this is probably impossible.

The following year, Leng Yue'er's remnants of the Demon Sect rebelled, and Chu Xiaoyun, who had always practiced in seclusion, volunteered to fight.

Today's Chu Xiaoyun is already an adult, his face is very similar to Chu Feng's, and his temperament is indeed completely different. He wears a white robe all year round, and his long hair is half tied and half tied. The long hair is tied with a simple wooden hairpin. A square bun was completed, and there were two strands of untied long hair on both sides of the forehead, and the half-draped long hair was like an ink-colored waterfall cascading down, straight down to the waist.There is a lavender flame-like fairy seal between the eyebrows.

Facing Chu Feng, he lowered his eyebrows slightly, his sword-shaped eyebrows slanted into his temples, the brows were as thin as the light clouds in the mountains, and the eyes seemed to be covered with the ice and frost of a thousand-year-old cave.The shape of the eyes is narrow and long, with a faint dark color at the end of the eyes. The ends of the eyes are slightly elongated and upward. It is an extremely enchanting eye shape. If a woman has such an eye shape, they must call them "sexy", but Chu Xiaoyun is too thin. The indifferent expression makes the eyes that are too narrow and slanted become sharp, very cold, just like the white snow that never melts on the top of Qingxiao Mountain

Chu Feng knew that he couldn't stop Chu Xiaoyun, so he just sighed: "Go."

This was the first time Chu Xiaoyun went down the mountain after the Cultivation Conference. When he went down the mountain, the disciples of the Qingxiao Sect were amazed when they saw his immortal appearance, and privately spread everything about him.

Chu Xiaoyun used the sword fiercely, and the remnants of the Devil's Cult were vulnerable to a single blow in his hands.

Chasing the remnants of the Devil's Cult, they came to a mountain covered with wind and snow. On that mountain, the wind and snow were extremely heavy and the snow was extremely thick, but to Chu Xiaoyun, it was like walking on flat ground.

Tapping his toes, he walked slowly on the snow-covered ground, unhurriedly following the rolling and crawling remnants.

This is the last.

Today is the day of purge.

Blood debts need to be paid in blood.

The blood was soaked in the white snow, like blossoming red plums in the snow, coquettish and eye-catching.

The outer robe on his body was stained with bright red. Chu Xiaoyun stared at the red-stained sleeves, dazed, then suddenly reached out, took off the outer robe, threw it on the ground, turned around and walked away.

The notification that the task was completed rang in his ears, but he didn't feel happy.

Xiao Ling's voice was familiar from time to time.

[System prompt: Players are invited to stay in this volume for thousands of years and directly enter the third world!Notice again, players are requested to stay in this volume for thousands of years and directly enter the third world! 】

[System prompt: In the next world, the direct mission target is Xiaoling! 】

He walked quietly, but suddenly stopped when he heard this system prompt.

Open the system task panel, it really says, the next world, the direct task target is Xiao Ling.His bony fingertips rubbed against Xiaoling's name on the system panel, and his cold eyes suddenly softened.

"Xiaoling..."

Back on the mountain, it was practice again.

Year after year, a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, the system seems to be half dead, and there has been no news since that day.

After another hundred years, Chu Feng finally taught the disciples who could lead the Qingxiao Sect, and there was Chu Xiaoyun, a person who should be promoted but had not been ascended, and he left the ancestral motto of "Chunyang Peak is independent", and ascended with a smile .

After Chu Feng left, all sects stared at the Qingxiao faction and paired up to the mountain gate to make trouble.

Chu Xiaoyun was invited out by the disciples of the main peak of Qingxiao Mountain, just like at the cultivation conference that day, a sword split open the mountain next to him, everyone panicked, and couldn't believe that besides Chu Feng, there was another person who was not inferior His existence, he gave up in resentment at the moment, and returned home in defeat.

This sword officially established the status of the Qingxiao faction, and the Qingxiao faction entered its peak era in one fell swoop.

And Chu Xiaoyun, who was at the center of all this, began to retreat again, and never went down to Chunyang Peak all year round. Many people who came here to learn from the master all returned home without a feather.

If the gates of the Qingxiao Sect were high, then Chu Xiaoyun's gates were as high as the sky.

Year after year, hundreds of years of spring and autumn.

Chu Xiaoyun went to the ruins of the Demon Cult by himself, found the fragments of the sword that Xiaoling had forged for him back then, added some materials, and reforged it, resulting in the current Bihan.

He often holds Bihan in his arms, like when Xiaoling taught him swordsmanship a long time ago, he sat in the sword abyss and communicated with those swords.

They missed the old master, and he missed Xiaoling.

That huge stone was named by him—Sword Test Stone.

Thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye, and his face became more gloomy and cold.

After waiting for thousands of years, I finally got the system prompt. Hearing the location prompted by the system, I was so excited that I couldn't wait to rush to that place.

It was a deserted wilderness.

There was only one boy, about five years old, there.

Those eyebrows and eyes are familiar, almost like Xiao Ling who hasn't opened her eyes.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him who was not as tall as his waist: "Do you know the word sword, why do you understand it?"

He could see clearly the meaning of the mission, it was to accept Xiao Ling as his apprentice.

Chu Xiaoyun felt it was funny, Xiaoling was his master back then, but now, he was about to become his apprentice.

He replied: "Take the heart as the sword."

Chu Xiaoyun nodded slightly, his answer was indeed Xiaoling's style. .

"Are you willing to join this seat's Qingxiao Sect, return to this seat's sect, and be this seat's founder?".

"I am willing." Then he knelt down, and according to the etiquette of the ancients, he kowtowed three times hard on the ground.

After the ceremony, Chu Xiaoyun raised his hand slightly, and lifted Xiaoling up.

"In the future, you will be the apprentice of Master Xiaoyun. No matter what you are called by the common people, I will call you Xiaoling in the future." Repressing the excitement in his heart, Chu Xiaoyun said.

Xiaoling bowed her head, lowered her eyebrows and looked down: "Thank you, master." Chu Xiaoyun continued: "Come here, the mountain road is difficult, I will hold you for the teacher, and return to the mountain with the sword.".

As she said that, she stretched out her hand towards Xiaoling, and the long sleeve robe that fell to the ground brought a small breeze.

Xiao Ling came over obediently.

Chu Xiaoyun was satisfied with Xiaoling's cuteness, but he just sighed, Xiaoling no longer remembered him.The long arms wrapped around Xiaoling's waist and hugged him in his arms, and the long sleeves covered Xiaoling's body, almost covering his whole body.

Chu Xiaoyun brought Gu Yu to the training hall, and all the disciples practicing swords stood with their swords in their hands, knelt down on one knee, and said in unison, "Welcome Master." Daoist Xiaoyun nodded lightly, and everyone stood up, but did not move. Standing neatly in place, the posture is more standard than Gu Yu's previous military posture.

Master Xiaoyun put Gu Yu down, and Gu Yu hugged Yu Youjun and finally finished watching the scenery of Lianwu Hall, eye to eye with all the disciples.

Chu Xiaoyun took Gu Yu's childish movements into his eyes, his eyes were soft, his sharp chin was raised slightly, his long and narrow eyes were half dozed, and he glanced at the disciples calmly and coldly, standing with his hands behind his back, like the snow The white plums blooming in the middle of the branches are three points like snow, but three points colder.

The disciples also knew Chu Xiaoyun's nature, and they didn't dare to disobey it immediately. Everyone was silent, and the scene was so quiet that it was scary.

"Starting today, Xiaoling will join the Qingxiao Sect and worship the pure sword lineage of this seat. In the future, he will be my apprentice and follow me to practice in Chunyang Peak. The Qingxiao Sect has been divided into generations from the beginning. Don't bully his youth."

Everyone from the Qingxiao faction knelt and shouted in unison: "Congratulations to the master for being a beloved disciple! Congratulations to the uncle Xiao!"

Looking at the dazed and cute Xiaoling, Chu Xiaoyun sighed slightly in his heart, flicked his sleeves slightly, and the sleeves blew up the breeze, and his cold voice echoed in the wind: "Xiaoling, follow me to Chunyang Peak."

"The far right belongs to you. The teacher is on your left. Go and tidy up. If there is anything missing, go down to the martial arts hall to get it yourself. Today's application time, come to the teacher's room, and the teacher will officially teach you."

The lecture that day helped Xiaoling to open up her meridians, Chu Xiaoyun could hardly control herself, and wanted to hug Xiaoling into her arms.

The longing for thousands of years, the longing for thousands of years, has now become true.

Although the other party does not remember himself.

The next day, I heard the other side talk about Xiaoling. The two of them are similar even to this. Knowing the news of Xiaoling's return, how could the other side hold back.

Xiaoling's food is delicious, another side said.

Chu Xiaoyun thought that a long time ago, in the future, Xiao Ling would also cook it once, and it was indeed extremely delicious.

The days returned to calm again, but I couldn't control the heart that wanted to see Xiao Ling all the time.

Xiao Ling is very talented, and she is also very good at using swords, and she works hard. Every time I pass by his house, I can see him meditating very hard.

Standing outside the window, Chu Xiaoyun pursed his lips, unable to say anything to such Xiaoling.

With Xiaoling's temperament, she will never allow herself to be under the protection of others for the rest of her life.

This is also good, Xiaoling herself becomes stronger.

Back in the room, I sat down cross-legged as usual, but I heard a voice: "Chu Xiaoyun, get out of the way."

The voice was very familiar.

Chu Xiaoyun turned his head to look, and Gu Yu's figure slowly appeared from beside him. It seemed that he had just been teleported here.

Gu Yu rubbed her arm, the place where Chu Xiaoyun hit it just now hurt a little.

He looked up at the whole room, and everyone was not well.

The next action is to open the system panel and start to read the script. The script reads "A Floating Life Never Falls Flowers", and Chu Xiaoyun's identity is the real person Xiaoyun.

Gu Yu's current mood is really like riding a roller coaster, with a bit of ups and downs.

Going around and going back to the place where the first volume was.

Gu Yu sighed inwardly, and looked sideways.Sure enough, I saw Master Qing Leng in the first volume.

I don't know what Chu Xiaoyun has experienced during his absence, and he has directly transformed into this appearance.

There are a lot of things I want to say, and all I want to ask are just one sentence in the end: "Chu Xiaoyun, you are okay..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by someone, almost as if his flesh and blood were being tightened.

"I miss you."

Chu Xiaoyun hugged Xiaoling tightly with both hands, and Xiaoling pressed against his chest tightly, listening to the familiar beating, his eyes were a little sore.

Chu Xiaoyun must be very lonely after being alone in this world for so long.

"I am back."

Gu Yu said softly.

Chu Xiaoyun didn't speak, Ru Mo's long hair was entangled on Gu Yu's shoulders, he lowered his eyes, looking at Gu Yu's face greedily.

But a new problem also appeared, Xiaoling has become a system, so who is the person I accept as an apprentice?

The author has something to say: the pattern problem,

Normal mode:

Master Qing Leng: Xiao Ling, let's do it.

Gu Yu: No, at least take it easy.

Master Qing Leng (raising his eyebrows) did it.

Tenderness mode:

Evil Charming Master: Little guy, let's do some naughty things.

Gu Yu: Can we do it another day? I'm a little tired today.

Master Xiemei: But that’s not what it says here.

Gu Yu: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Is there any final difference between these two modes?

Author: _(:3」∠)_In fact, there is also an extended version of the two-in-one for day and night use. Do you want to try it out?

(~(≧▽≦)/~I am so happy that a little angel asked me where I went.

Here's the thing:

Jiyou: What’s going on recently, it feels like your class is quite noisy.

This seat: The annual drama tearing contest has begun.

Jiyou: Oh, your department has started evaluating scholarships.

This seat: Yes.

Jiyou: Is there any special event this year?

This seat: ╮(￣▽￣")╭The teacher even lowered the standard for a certain person, it is so black and pure.

Jiyou: It’s okay. I heard that the people from the department next door started fighting. That scene is definitely the big drama of the year.I heard there are still girlfriends here~ Be careful yourself

This seat: ╮(￣▽￣")╭ It’s okay, I just went to watch.

So... _(:3」∠)_This seat was dragged away by the annual tearing contest)

78 The third world is optimistic about you ([-])

Chu Xiaoyun shared his question with Gu Yu, and Gu Yu himself wondered why there was no compatibility between two of them in the last sentence.

After thinking about it, there is only one possibility, and that is that the other person is either the original npc or a game player.

If it is the original npc, Gu Yu has nothing to worry about, the plot will go by itself anyway.But if you are a gamer, you have something to play.

Gu Yu didn't forget that one of her fixed tasks included the task of annihilating the opponent.

I don't know how many players this unreliable game production team put in.

For Chu Xiaoyun, he hadn't seen Gu Yu for thousands of years, but for Gu Yu, it was only a month or two.

Chu Xiaoyun clung to Gu Yu's hand tightly, Gu Yu was a little helpless, and looked at Chu Xiaoyun sideways, Chu Xiaoyun is now completely in the state of a cold master, his cold eyebrows contain frost and snow Narrow and long phoenix eyes, the lavender fairy seal on the forehead is shining brightly.

When dealing with Master Qing Leng, Gu Yu inevitably has to be cowardly. At best, he dares not challenge the authority. At worst, he is a bit bullying.