I heard that you are my son's father

Changzhan took the order and went, but did not return to the enchantment to continue practicing after praying for the banquet, and waited for the result in the hall.

Not long after, Changzhan came back, and said with shame on his face: "There is no one in the Yuyu Sect, and the entrance was sealed by Yiling Jue, and the subordinates did not find Daochang Lu."

Qi Yan was stunned: "Is there no one?"

"The Lingjue has been sealed for a long time, and no one has been there for a long time."

Qi Yan thought for a moment, then brought the Ganoderma lucidum over: "I'll go and have a look."

With a flash of white clothes, he held a folding fan in his hand, changed into a golden clothes, and went to the bustling world again.

Spring Brook City was still as lively as it was back then. During the war that year, the inn here was closed. Afterwards, he retreated. The shopkeeper Snake moved the inn to another place, and the other two also moved away.

Now that the world has returned to peace, the locations of "Golden Jade Mantang" and "Red Dust Deceiving Me" are still restaurants, but the people inside have changed.

He walked across the long street and stood in front of the Xianyu sect's gate, looking at the plaque on the golden lintel covered by a black curtain, the light moved slightly, it didn't affect him, he walked in without hindrance, because there was a spirit guard, Here is still the original appearance, there is still a pot of tea in the pot on the table in the courtyard.

Under the courtyard corridor, the flowers and lamps are all like the old days.

He stood in this lonely small courtyard and looked around, finally landed on the side room, after a moment of silence, he slowly pushed away.

A table and a chair, a moon-white mattress, and silk flowers in front of the window swaying gently.

He flew to the second floor again, and walked around his room. It seemed that someone had entered, but it seemed that he hadn't. The book beside the bed was opened, and he didn't remember if he read it himself.

He sighed softly, walked out of the gate, and saw an old man.

The woman was carrying the basket, and was surprised to see how the door opened. Seeing him coming out, she first took a step back, and rubbed her eyes after a while: "Sovereign?"

He stopped and nodded slightly: "Xiaolian."

Xiao Lian came over in shock: "Sovereign Master, you are back, you are really back, are you really?"

"I'll come back and have a look." He smiled, "Where are they?"

Xiao Lian's eyes darkened: "My brother... No, Brother Mo is dead. He died not long after you left. The grave is in the back mountain, and I have been looking after it."

Qi Yan frowned.

"Lu Huaran..." Xiaolian paused and wiped the corners of her eyes, "Ten years ago when the two countries fought, he died on the battlefield."

"what?"

"Die on the battlefield, slay yourself." Xiao Lian repeated lightly, but couldn't suppress the trembling of her voice, "He died in exchange for a truce between the two countries."

Qi Yan pinched his fan lightly.

"Daozhang Lu and Mr. Lin are gone, I don't know where they went."

The hand holding the fan bone moved slightly: "What about you, what are you doing now?"

"I'm still in Rongyinzhai, and now I'm Yipinxiu Niang."

"Very good." Qi Yan nodded, turned around and closed the door, "I'm going back, you live a good life."

Xiao Lian made way for him, and he walked around the market again, until there was no one there, he turned into a figure and returned to the Yaozu.

Changzhan was worried about him, and kept guarding the door, wandering around, suddenly saw a red shadow flashing past, he quickly blocked: "Who is it?"

As soon as the words fell, a demon guard rushed out immediately: "Master Changzhan, what's the matter?"

The man in red outside the door looked at him: "Are you Changzhan?"

Changzhan saw the imprint between his eyebrows, and then lit up the magic weapon: "Demon Race!"

The man in red ignored his magic weapon and only looked at him carefully.

The guard rushed up, and the man in red swung his sleeves, knocking him unconscious, and his eyes swept over Chang Zhan again.

At the foot of the mountain, there was gradually a streamer floating, and Changzhan hurriedly shouted: "My lord..."

The man in red froze for a moment, and when he saw that he was about to run forward, he quickly swung him down with his sleeve, and stretched out his hand to grab his face.

However, he paused for a moment, then withdrew his hand, and only brushed against his face. There was a shimmering mask in his hand. He put the mask on, turned around and changed his clothes, and then quickly swung the unconscious two people into the dense grass middle.

The streamer fell, Qiyan put away the folding fan, the golden outer shirt was replaced by a white one, the long bundled hair fell down, and he raised his eyes lightly: "Changzhan, what are you doing here?"

"Long Zhan" turned back.

The light of the sky was coming out of a cloud, the breeze was blowing the grass whiskers, and the shimmering golden light was dancing lightly. He held his hands tightly.

For the long ten years of human beings, for the fleeting ten years of the cultivation world, but if he lived through the ancient times, the person he missed day and night, finally met again.

But he didn't dare to go forward, he could only look at each other from a distance like this, full of affection and sorrow, longing and love, he didn't dare to say any more.

He can't love himself, not at the beginning, and even less now.

But this person's eyes are as plain as water, and he is dressed in white clothes like snow, not stained with dust. He does not have the attitude of wearing gold and silver, nor the hatred and sadness of that time.

"Let's go." "Changzhan" didn't speak for a while, and didn't talk to him too much when praying for the banquet, and walked towards the mountain gate.

He followed dumbly, and after a few steps, he suddenly saw the white mist rising from the tea-white flowers.

Even though he changed his appearance and imitated the appearance of others, the flower still did not allow him to enter, so he could only stop.

Qi Yan looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

He dared not speak, and could not go any further.

Qi Yan thought for a while, walked back to him, and handed the Ganoderma lucidum to him again: "Take someone to look for it again, and if you find it, give him the Ganoderma lucidum."

His breath gradually became unstable, and he asked in a daze, "Who are you looking for?"

"Looking for Lu Qingyu, why don't you even remember the name?" Qi Yan frowned, "Tell him when you find it, this Ganoderma lucidum doesn't need to be boiled, just eat it directly, after eating, it will dispel the evil energy."

He handed the thing over, but the other party didn't pick it up firmly, and nearly fell it. Qi Yan raised his hand and held it up: "Are you okay?"

"My lord, it's been ten years... Maybe the person you're looking for is useless."

Has entered the demon clan, has become a demon body, the demon energy that he once disliked and tried his best to get rid of has now become his demon body, and he cannot get rid of it.

Qi Yan frowned: "Do you think he is dead?"

Is he dead? Maybe, Daoist Lu in the mortal world is dead, he nodded.

"No." Qi Yan said.

"what?"

"No." Qi Yan repeated, and brought the Ganoderma lucidum, "Forget it, let me look for it."

As he walked further, people behind him tensed up: "My lord..."

He stopped again: "What's the matter with you?"

"My lord, these years..." The visitor wanted to ask whether these years were okay, but if he asked this question, he would reveal his truth.

"The immortal energy has been cultivated in these years, and it will be able to ascend in ten years or so." Qi Yan said, "Let's go." After saying that, he didn't wait for him, and walked into the mountain gate by himself.

"Feisheng?" Lu Qingyu was still standing outside, staring blankly at the white figure.

He wants to go, he wants to go!

Get out of here, to a place he can never find again.

Why is he leaving?He has not seen him for ten years, and in the future, after he leaves, he will never see him again!

The surging love in my heart was poured down with cold water, but it was still surging.

Even if you don't love, don't have nothing to do with it.

Even hate it.

Even if it is hatred, it will last forever with you.

To make everyone in this world think of me when they mention you, and to make you and I inseparable.

He walked back slowly and returned to his original appearance. Changzhan and the guard had already woken up. The two monsters scratched their heads and couldn't see the figure outside, so they walked into the mountain gate. The family gate was closed again.

Lu Qingyu walked slowly, the sun was covered by overcast clouds, and soon it started to rain, the heavy rain made an uproar, and his body was soaked, he ignored it and just walked step by step.

Some cultivators along the way were affected, approached him, prostrated themselves by the hem of his clothes, and stretched out their hands tremblingly.

He lowered his eyebrows and glanced, pressed the top of the man's head, and turned his head away without changing his expression.

In the Yaozu Hall, I have been searching for a long time to trace the banquet, but every time I was blocked, I couldn't find anything.

It can automatically block the tracking decision, or it is dead, or its cultivation base is very strong, or the place where it is located is isolated by spiritual energy.

"He won't die." He sighed.

Changzhan walked in, there was no need to tell him about the demon clan's visit, since he had already left anyway, he asked worriedly, "Is the lord going to enter the enchantment again?"

"Wait a minute." Qi Yan planned to look for him again.

He also tracked down Lin Jianyue's whereabouts, but was blocked as well, maybe the two were together, he guessed.

But if you really can't find it, is this the only way to go, maybe it's time to continue to practice in the enchantment.

Changzhan held out a blue bell: "Master, this subordinate picked up this thing in the grass of the mountain gate, and vaguely felt that it seemed to have the breath of the Lord." He woke up after being beaten unconscious, and found it from the grass by chance. the bell.

Qi Yan raised his eyes for a look, Fang lowered his head and raised it again in astonishment, and took the bell over: "He has been to Xiujie."

How did he come to Xiujie, who brought him here?

Why did he come to Xiujie? Could it be that... he made a special trip to return this bell to me?

His heart is troubled, so looking at it, shouldn't he be looking for it in the cultivation world?

While hesitating, he suddenly heard someone report: "Immortal Yuanzhao Xianzun, please see me."

He frowned: "He came to see me?"

Well done, I almost forgot that there was still this old debt to settle.

Yuan Zhao was cautious, and brought a group of immortal disciples, and did not enter the Yaozu Mountain Gate, but only met them outside the mountain. He did not want to dirty the Yaozu Hall, so he met them outside the mountain gate.

The shimmering light in front of the mountain gate was very dazzling. He was sitting on a golden chair under the canopy, carried out by the demons, and some flowers were sprinkled around.

Yuan Zhao still looked the same, with white hair and white beard, and Qi Wuchen and Kong Nanfei stood respectfully on both sides of him.

Seeing him appearing in such a posture, all the people in the immortal sect couldn't help but feel contemptuous in their hearts. The Yaozu is the Yaozu, so flashy and ostentatious, it's not proper at all.

Yuan Zhao said with a smile: "Long time no see, Yaozun, but it's okay."

"Speak up if you have something to say." Qi Yan sat on the golden chair and shook his fan.

"Okay, today I personally came to meet the Yaozun. It can be said that I am very sincere. You and I have the same goal. We are both looking for the demon seed. The past grievances and grievances have been wiped out. The demon clan is becoming stronger and stronger. If they continue to develop, it will cause disaster. My fairy sect I want to cooperate with your demon clan and take down the demon clan together, this is a great event for the benefit of the cultivation world."

"There will be disasters, and it will benefit the cultivation world?" Qi Yan sneered, "Didn't you say that about my monster race back then?"