Ning Ji was awake for only one hour every day. He stood in the yard and watched the peach blossoms falling on the trees, feeling a little tired between his brows.

"Master, don't you like it?"

Chu Jinxiao had been paying attention to the expression on his master's face. When he saw the lightness in his eyes, he felt a slight panic in his heart for a moment, but he didn't show anything on his face. He just smiled and asked.

Ning Ji paused with his fingertips and looked back: "It's nothing, I just feel that what is fake will be fake after all."

This Hexueyuan in Longyuan was built for him by Chu Jinxiao, but the fake one was just that, it was not as good as what it originally looked like at the beginning. His cold voice made Chu Jinxiao feel a sudden stab in his heart, and it slowly tightened.

Hands, voice lower:

"Master wants to leave?"

Ning Ji held the sword and said calmly: "If I wanted to see others, I would not want to freeze myself from the beginning."

The two of them have lived together peacefully for many days. If Ning Ji wants to leave, no one can stop him.

Chu Jinxiao paused for a moment, then heard his master seem a little tired and said: "I want to go to the Hot Pot Bar, I want to practice my sword."

He was dressed in white and stood under the peach blossom tree. He had been frozen for ten years, but he had not changed at all from when he was on Jiejian Peak.

It was Chu Jinxiao who changed.

Before Chu Jinxiao turned around and left, he couldn't help but look back and saw that his master had already wiped the sword.

Although Ning Ji was frozen, it was only to suppress the death energy so that he would not go crazy, and his cultivation had not weakened much.

On the contrary, these years of silence have made his heart calmer. The side effects of his hasty spiritual transformation have been repaired, and his death energy has been restrained in his heart due to the ice in the past few years.

Ning Ji turned to look at the peach blossom tree and drew his sword.

When he was awake, he would practice swordplay in the courtyard from time to time. As his sleeping mood changed, his sword intention also changed in recent years.

If it used to be cold and sharp, it is now as thick and moral as the ice and snow of mountains and rivers.

The sword intent in Longyuan was suppressed, and the dragon souls outside the barrier did not dare to approach at all. In these years, except for Chu Jinxiao who went out to buy, they had never seen anyone inside.

The blade of the sword swept down a peach blossom tree and a petal fell on the blade.

Ning Ji closed his eyes and felt that the spiritual energy in his body was not blocked, and his brows relaxed slightly. However, it was not appropriate for him to practice his sword for too long at this time. After a stick of incense, a paper crane came to remind him.

Sometimes he didn't like to talk to Chu Jinxiao, so he would use the paper crane instead.

Watching the paper cranes flying up and down, Ning Ji put away his sword and frowned slightly.

"Master, the wine has been heated up and is soaking in the cold pool at the back of the mountain."

Chu Jinxiao's voice came through the paper crane.

In recent years, he even built a cold pool in the back mountain, which is exactly the same as the one on Jiejian Peak.

Chu Jinxiao seemed to be copying... a life where it was just the two of them.

To be honest, Ning Ji didn't expect that he would suddenly break in to find Jiangu and take him away. He thought that after he was frozen, the young man would be sad and lost. Although he would look for him, he would be there in a year or two.

Have your own life.

What he didn't expect was that Chu Jinxiao's obsession was so deep.

When he woke up for the first time, the young man's red eyes and surprised look came into view. He had been guarding the couch, finding various things day after day to help him suppress his death energy.

When he woke up, Chu Jinxiao was so happy that he didn't even pay attention to the old wounds. A fishy sweetness rose in his throat due to the mood swings. But he held his hand tightly, for fear that he would leave.

"Master, you are not allowed to leave."

You are not allowed to leave anymore.

The handsome young man looked at him rightly, with bloodshot and frightened eyes that Ningji can't forget even now.

Thinking of this, Ning Ji lowered his eyes slightly and tightened his hands.

The paper crane turned into ashes at his fingertips. He put away his sword and turned around to go to the cold pool.

But what surprised him was that Chu Jinxiao was not there. Ning Ji glanced at the note pressed next to the wine bottle.

——Master, I went out to buy some things and will be back soon.

With a calm look on his face, he took off his clothes and stepped into the cold pool.

…

Chu Jinxiao actually went out after receiving news that someone was looking for him. It was not easy for him to hide his traces all these years.

Longyuan is located in the Western Continent. Although it is a remote place, you still have to use illusions every day to avoid being discovered. Even so, some things cannot be avoided.

"Chang Xianchang, someone seems to have come to the teahouse to inquire about you these past two days." The teahouse owner who often did business with Chu Jinxiao said.

Chu Jinxiao's face turned cold.

"Do you know who he is?"

He had done a lot of favors for the teahouse in the past few years, and the shopkeeper reciprocated the favor by quickly informing Chu Jinxiao if anything came up. The shopkeeper was a smart man and knew that he seemed to be living in seclusion, so he also provided a lot of convenience in the past few years. He heard that

After saying this, I thought about it carefully.

"It seems like there's more than one wave of people."

"I came here twice in total, both asking about you."

He described the appearance of several people: "Their cultivation levels are all low, and they are all above the pill formation level."

Chu Jinxiao's eyebrows moved when he heard that the pill formation was above. His cultivation in the past few years has reached the Nascent Soul stage, and his cultivation has progressed so fast that people can't help but click their tongues.

Even because of his crazy blood, Chu Jinxiao was getting closer and closer to becoming a god.

He frowned when he heard the inquiring person's cultivation level. In the Dan Formation stage, he was already above average in other sects, but he was sent out several times to look for people.

That person's name already appeared in Chu Jinxiao's mind.

——Lou Wei Banquet.

No matter who you are, you can't stay here any longer.

Seeing him thinking deeply, the teahouse owner couldn't help but ask: "But what happened?"

"Don't worry, Immortal Chu. When those people came to inquire, I didn't say anything. I just said that I had never seen you."

Seeing his ugly face, the shopkeeper couldn't help but promise.

"Thank you." Chu Jinxiao came back to his senses and handed him the spirit stone in his hand.

"If anyone else comes to ask, please let me know as soon as possible."

His voice was serious, and the shop owner did not dare to ask any more questions, so he had to respond quickly. Xilu was not a big place, and this small shop relied on Chu Jinxiao to survive at the intersection of several directions. Naturally, he knew that.

When Chu Jinxiao saw this, he said nothing more.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the shopkeeper quickly packed some food for him.

Chu Jinxiao remembered the tea cake that his master had taken a bite of last time, and stopped to buy some more. But no one saw it, and the madness that suddenly rose up in him when he heard that someone was looking for him was suppressed in his eyes.

.

…

When Lou Weiyan was in the Western Continent before, he said that someone had seen traces of Chu Jinxiao, so he sent people to look for him. The person who went there was a spy from the Demon Clan who had gone to the cultivation world to work as a spy. His methods were so good that he actually took him seriously.

Something was wrong.

"You said ten years ago, this teahouse suddenly became better?" He knocked on the table.

The spy nodded: "More than that."

"My subordinates found out that every three months, people wearing bamboo hats come to this teahouse to get something."

"But the strange thing is that this person comes every three months, and has been going back and forth for ten years. During this period, he has been bumped into many times, but no one remembers his appearance the next day."

In ten years, no one remembers it alone. This is worth considering.

Lou Weiyan narrowed his eyes: "Have you ever asked the teahouse owner again?" The spy nodded and said, "I went there twice today. My subordinates will keep an eye on that place."

Lou Weiyan felt relieved and said in a deep voice: "You did a good job."

"If you can really find someone this time, I will definitely reward you generously."

Although the spy didn't know what influence the man he was looking for had on His Majesty, he immediately became more serious when he saw such a promise.

"Your Majesty, don't worry." After the report, he disappeared into the darkness.

Lou Weiyan sat in his seat and thought about the news he just said, and paused in his heart. He didn't know whether this time... it was true.

Whether Ning Ji can be found depends entirely on Chu Jinxiao.

He tightened his hand, and when he thought of that person's name, his eyes darkened.

Chu Jinxiao's trip back and forth didn't take long. After Ning Ji woke up, he rarely left for more than half an hour. After getting the things, he quickly hurried back, but he was worried all the way.

Heavy.

The remaining souls in Long Yuan seemed to have sensed his emotions and did not dare to appear.

After Chu Jinxiao approached Hexueyuan, he paused for a moment. Just as he was about to open the door and go in, he received another message from the owner of the teahouse.

"Chang Xianchang, someone else came to the teahouse after you came just now."
To be continued...