Ye Futian stayed in the academy for several days, accompanying his teacher and his wife. He didn't know when he would be able to come back when he left. However, when he saw the teacher and his friends happy here, Ye Futian felt much more relieved.

Ye Wuchen and Liu Chenyu returned to Cangye Kingdom together, and then returned to Shushan, preparing to take Liu Chenyu to Zhishengdao Palace with him.

Wu Chen worshipped the Sword Demon's Sect, which was a personal story and could bring his family. Naturally, he did not intend to leave Liu Chenyu alone here.

After these matters were handled, the group stood together on the mountain of books and prepared to set off and leave.

The road to cultivation is long, and they don’t have much time to waste. As the eldest brother thought, Ye Futian also wanted to see the scenery ahead.

Many people came to see off in Shushan, and the owners of each mountain have also arrived, and there are many disciples of academy. Although the Caotang is gone, the disciples of the Caotang will always be in the hearts of the people in the East Wilderness. It is the memory of a generation.

Just as Ye Futian was about to set off, two figures came from afar, heading straight for Ye Futian. The disciples of the academy did not stop him, and obviously knew the person coming.

These two people were quite strange. One of them was a monk with a solemn appearance, while the other was a stunning woman with a stunning face. She was wearing plain clothes, her body was spotless, and her face was pure and beautiful, like a real flawless jasper, which had never been stained with the dust of the world. Moreover, her temperament was extremely extraordinary, and her body seemed to have an invisible wonderful luster.

The woman had a faint smile on her eyes and looked at Ye Futian and others.

"So beautiful." Long Ling'er beside Ye Futian muttered. The woman who arrived was beautiful, and her pure and beautiful temperament was so beautiful that she was not as beautiful as a human being, and she could already be compared with Sister Jieyu.

"Master." When the sword saint saw the monk coming, he couldn't help but smile and nodded. It turned out that the monk was the abbot of Qianqiu Temple.

"Saint Sword Donor." The master clasped his hands together and bowed, then his eyes fell on Ye Futian and said, "I heard that Donor Ye came back from Huangzhou, so I came here specially, please donor Ye for something."

"Master, please speak." Ye Futian's eyes moved away from the woman.

When Donghua Sect was destroyed, Hua Qingqing encountered a tragedy on earth. Later, she entered Qianqiu Temple to practice. Now that she saw her temperament and appearance even more in the past, she must have taken great care of her.

"Qingqing has a fate with Buddhism. When I saw her on Shushan, I took her to Qianqiu Temple to practice. Qingqing understood the Dharma at one point and realized the first person I saw in my life. Now she has first seen the Buddhist path and entered the kings and princes. However, I, Qianqiu Temple, can no longer teach her more profound Dharma. Donor Ye came from a deserted state. Have you ever known that there is a place suitable for her to practice?" the master said.

Ye Futian was slightly shocked. Hua Qingqing was at the same level as him back then. He had adventures on the holy road and then broke into the kings and princes.

Hua Qingqing actually entered the kingdom?

Could it be that Buddhism practices faster than ordinary people? It should be more than that.

Then I can only say that Hua Qingqing is indeed destined to be a Buddhist. When she saw her, she felt that this woman was not in the world, pure and flawless, and she seemed to not appear in the world, and now she has such a temperament. Perhaps, she was born different from others, and after experiencing great changes, she had great enlightenment.

"The vast and endless wasteland, and I don't know much about the place where the practice in the wilderness is." Ye Futian responded, looking at Chen Yuan and asked, "Does Dean Chen know?"

Chen Yuan looked at Hua Qingqing, and he could also feel that Hua Qingqing seemed a little extraordinary. He had never seen such a pure and beautiful person. His clear eyes were like a pool of clear water, crystal clear.

"There is indeed a Buddhist place outside the world in Huangzhou. It has always been a matter of Buddha's reliance on people who have a fate, and rarely recruits disciples." Chen Yuan said.

"If they see her, they will definitely accept it." The abbot of Qianqiu Temple bowed and said, "The donor must be a senior from Huangzhou. Can you speak with one step?"

Chen Yuan looked at Ye Futian, saw Ye Futian nodding, and said, "Okay."

"Qingqing, come with me too." The abbot of Qianqiu Temple said, and then the three of them left here together, which made Ye Futian and the others a little curious. They came back soon. At this time, Chen Yuan's eyes seemed a little abnormal, and his eyes never left Hua Qingqing.

"Director Chen." Ye Futian looked at Chen Yuan.

"If Hua Qingqing goes, there will be no problem." Chen Yuan said very affirmatively this time.

Ye Futian didn't know what the master and Dean Chen said, but he made him so confident.

"I am a monk with low Buddhist teachings and insufficient practice. I believe that people are slight, can I ask the donor to help me introduce you?" The abbot told Chen Yuandao.

Chen Yuan's eyes fell on Ye Futian again to ask for Ye Futian's opinions.

"Director Chen, Hua Qingqing is my friend." Ye Futian said.

"Okay." Chen Yuan nodded in response to this matter.

"Thank you, since that's the case, I won't go." The abbot of Qianqiu Temple looked at Hua Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, you and I will part."

"Be careful." Hua Qingqing nodded with a smile. Sometimes, even though she was reluctant to leave, she still accepted it calmly.

"Donor Ye, please ask you." The abbot bowed to Ye Futian.

"Master doesn't have to do this." Ye Futian replied, "If the master can trust me, I will help you."

"How could I not believe the character of the disciples of Caotang?" The monk smiled and said, "Goodbye."

After saying that, he turned around and left, coming and going in a hurry.

Hua Qingqing saluted to the direction the monk left, and in the past two years, he calmed down the scars of that year at Qianqiu Temple.

The ancient Buddha of Qinglantern seems to be the most suitable for her.

"Duao, dead." Ye Futian looked at Hua Qingqing beside him.

Hua Qingqing was stunned and stared at Ye Futian. There seemed to be a tear mark in his eyes, and he said softly: "Thank you."

Although he was accompanied by the ancient Buddha of Qinglan, how could he be ruthless? How could Du Ao destroy the Donghua Sect and kill her mother in front of her? How could he not hate her?

"It's all over." Ye Futian smiled gently.

"Yeah." Hua Qingqing nodded. She was very grateful when she parted in the wind and snow on the Tianshan Mountains.

"Let's go." Ye Futian said, and he turned around and looked at the familiar figures, senior brother, master's wife, Yi Xiang, Ye Tianzi, etc., and then waved his hand casually: "I'm leaving."

"Boy, take good care of Jie Yu." Hua Fengliu reminded with a smile that this guy's fate made his father-in-law worry.

"I know, my father-in-law." Ye Futian turned around with a smile.

"Then you will leave it to you for the rest of your life." Yi Xiang also instructed.

"Well, don't worry, teacher." Yu Sheng Zheng pointed his head, Yi Qingxuan's eyes were slightly red. This time he left with Ye Futian and Yu Sheng and the others, and went to the distant deserted state. I'm afraid he won't see his father for a long time.

Chen Yuan used the flying magic weapon, and everyone stepped forward, and Hua Jieyu also waved goodbye to Hua Fengliu and the others.

The magic weapon turned into flowing light and escaped into the clouds and mist. The wind blew on his body. Ye Futian glanced at the people around him and showed a bright smile.

This time, Qingxuan, Chenyu and Liu Feiyang are also there. Liu Chenyu will follow Ye Wuchen to enter the Holy Dao Palace, while Liu Feiyang will follow Chenyuan to practice in Xingchen Academy.

In the next period of time, he was preparing to practice seriously in the Supreme Saint Dao Palace and improve his cultivation as much as possible.

The king and prince have arrived, and the next goal is to be virtuous.

If you step into a sage, even if you are in a deserted state, you will be considered a great man. You can start a sect and establish a sect, and even if you rely on yourself, you can gain a foothold in a deserted state.

After Ye Futian and the others left, the group of people were still standing there on the Shushan Mountain and reluctantly left for a long time.

"Let's go away." The Saint Saint looked at the people behind him and said, and the disciples of the academy dispersed one after another.

However, someone still stared at the disappearing figure, and the witch Gu Biyue whispered: It's so ruthless.

Chu Yaoyao's beautiful eyes were a little disappointed. Hua Qingqing, who was as famous as her back then, has now followed him to the deserted state.

The sword priest walked away and walked to the top of Shushan. He walked to the edge and looked at the scenery below the mountain and the quiet space. He missed his teacher a little.

Behind the Saint Saint, there was a pavilion. At this time, a figure appeared silently beside the pavilion. The figure was wearing gray clothes and had no breath on her body, as if it did not exist at all.

The Saint Saint seemed to have some awareness, then turned around and saw the figure appear. He bowed slightly and shouted, "Senior."

"How has I taught you how to practice?" asked the gray-clothed figure.

"Some progress has been made, but the martial arts are unfathomable and it will take time." The Saber responded calmly.

"Yes." The gray-clothed figure nodded slightly: "Although your qualifications are ordinary, your mind is extraordinary and your will is firm. This can make up for the shortcomings in qualifications. The skills you practice are the most suitable for your mood. If you understand them carefully, you will eventually achieve something."

The Saint of Knife nodded, and he could naturally feel it.

"Who is senior, and why do you do this?" said the sword saint.

"In your state of mind, you shouldn't ask multiple questions. There is no need to ask again in the future. You just think that you have an opportunity and experience it. Just think that there is no me. Otherwise, I will let you go to ashes with the academy." The gray-clothed figure looked at the sword saint indifferently. That glance made the sword saint feel like they were seen through. He is now in the realm of a sage, but he has such a feeling. You can imagine how profound the other party's realm is.

This mysterious figure is most likely the strongest person he has ever seen in his life, even stronger than his teacher.

A wind blew by, and the gray-clothed figure disappeared again, without a trace, as if it had never appeared before, but there seemed to be a sound between heaven and earth floating into the ears of the Saint Saint.

"There are so many romantic figures that have been around forever, even if the genius of a lifetime, they will turn into dust, and you will be the witness of history." This voice was ethereal and dissipated with the wind. The Saint Saint stared at the disappearing figure in the void, and his heart was slightly turbulent.

After all the eternal years, many romantic figures, naturally, are not considered geniuses for a lifetime, so how can they witness history?

Turning around, the Saint Saint looked into the distance, his expression calm, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Time will tell him the answer!
Chapter completed!