Yan Feiying is thin, even thinner than when he was a casual cultivator, because since he defected to Yan Zhengzong two years ago, the cultivation materials he has been able to obtain have become less and less.

More than a year ago, the hall master assigned him the job of cleaning the back mountain. He said that all disciples of Yan Zhengzong must work and complete tasks in exchange for cultivation materials. Other jobs have fixed disciples, so they cannot be replaced casually.

Let him take over this job because the disciple who originally did this job died unexpectedly not long ago.

Yan Feiying had no choice but to accept it.

This work was extremely time-consuming and laborious, but the materials that could be exchanged for it were the least. Thinking that she was the last to get started, Yan Feiying could only endure it.

Just after a morning's work, Yan Feiying received his share of lunch, went back to the back mountain and climbed up a big tree. After finishing his lunch in a few mouthfuls, he lay down on a thick tree branch.

It's the mottled tree crowns and the sky with stars peeking out.

At this time, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and his face could not help but feel sad and lonely.

I remember how high-spirited I was when I became the Xuanyuan Fangyin, the highest-level immortal weapon in this world!

At that time, many sects were recruiting him for Xuanyuan Fangyin, and each offered better conditions than the other, but he refused them all, because he believed that as a destined person of immortal weapons, his chance and talent would not be ordinary, and he was unwilling to be reduced to other sects.

chess piece.

But after going around in circles for so many years, he actually had to offer an immortal weapon with both hands in exchange for the qualification to enter a small sect like Yan Zhengzong!

How ironic, how sad!

However, no matter what, Yan Zhengzong finally took in himself who was being hunted.

He still remembered that the last pursuer said to him: "Germany is not worthy of him!"

Yes, how can I, a person who has not even reached the late stage of Xiantian, deserve to possess a third-grade immortal weapon!

Later, he decided to give the Xuanyuan Square Seal to Yan Zhengzong in exchange for protection. However, it only took three months after the Xuanyuan Square Seal was handed over to Yan Zhengzong to figure out how to use it.

It turns out that the so-called destined person is just the accumulated spiritual power of all the cultivators who tried to activate it before, and I just waited for the moment when it was enough!

So now anyone can use the Xuanyuan Square Seal, as long as there is a sufficient supply of spiritual energy.

How ironic.

After knowing this secret, he, a destined person, was of no use at all and was assigned to the lowest and most difficult position.

Do you regret it? Of course you regret it, but is there any use?

Now he couldn't even raise the interest to sigh, his eyes were empty and blank.

"Senior Brother Yan!" Suddenly a voice came from far and near.

Yan Feiying turned a deaf ear to it. Shouldn't this be calling him? The disciples of Yan Zhengzong called him by his first name and surname. When would he be called "senior brother"?

Moreover, he could tell that this voice was because he was a third-generation disciple. He usually had a higher level of vision. Although he also worked in the back mountain, his status was still much higher than his own. He definitely couldn't be calling him.

But Chuyin spotted Yan Feiying with sharp eyes, so he came to the tree, raised his head and shouted: "Senior Brother Yan! Yan Feiying, why did you ignore me when you heard this?"

Yan Feiying turned around and looked under the tree in confusion. She didn't know how to respond. Could it be that she didn't think this "senior brother" was calling her?

Of course, he couldn't, so he had to turn over and jump down from the tree, clasping his fists and saying, "Junior brother, I was a little distracted just now, I'm sorry."

Chuyin had a fake smile on his face and waved his hands repeatedly: "It's nothing, it's just that I disturbed Senior Brother Yan."

Yan Feiying was stunned again. What happened? Could it be that his brain was caught in the door?

So he asked cautiously: "Junior brother Chuyin came to see me...for something?"

Chuyin slapped Guang Chengcheng on the forehead and said in annoyance: "Look at me, I have forgotten the main thing! The deputy sect leader has sent a message, asking you to come to the main hall, there are guests."

Yan Feiying's pupils shrank and her mind raced, wondering if the original pursuer had come knocking on the door and Yan Zhengzong couldn't resist the pressure and wanted to hand him over?

"This... junior brother, do you know who it is and what it is?"

He said with a smile on his face, "How could this junior brother know that I'm just a messenger? Senior brother Yan, you'd better go quickly, it's better not to keep the deputy sect master and the guests waiting for a long time!"

Yan Feiying lowered his eyes and said: "Junior Brother Chuyin said, then... I went..."

"Senior Brother Yan, please!" Chuyin stretched out his hand.

Yan Feiying knew that he wanted to watch her go to the main hall with her own eyes. Was this to prevent her from escaping?

He laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking that Yan Zhengzong was heavily guarded, but with his mid-level innate strength, he could escape!

Yan Feiying thought that if she stretched her head out, it would be the same as cutting her head back, so she simply walked out with her chest raised and her head raised.

Izuku followed him and saw him walking into the main hall, surrounded by guards, before turning around and leaving, not forgetting to sneer.

When Ru Qing saw Yan Feiying, unknown emotions flashed in his eyes, but he still greeted him with a smile: "Xiaoyan, you are finally here. Leader Yan has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Isn't that right? Regardless of what Ruiqing said, Yan Qing just wanted to wait here to see Yan Feiying. Ruiqing really had no choice, so he sent someone to inform him.

Going back and forth delayed a lot of time, but what he said now turned out to be Yan Feiying's deliberate delay.

Yan Feiying panicked and was about to kneel down to apologize, but a soft force prevented him from kneeling down. At the same time, Yan Qingzheng's soft voice came: "Brother Yan, you are welcome, we are here in a hurry."

Yan Feiying was moved in her heart. She looked up at the woman who looked noble and noble even though she was not graceful. She felt a little ashamed for a moment and lowered her head.

I remember that at the beginning, the three of them, who were destined to be immortals, had communicated together and were under the spotlight together. But at this time, they fell into the dust, and the woman who once stood side by side with him was now standing at the pinnacle of this space.

!

Thinking of this, his mind went blank, but his face was as hot as fire.

"Master Yan, Yan Feiying has arrived. Look..." Ru Qing looked at Yan Qingzheng. He was really curious about Yan Qingzheng's purpose in wanting to see Yan Feiying.

Yan Qing smiled and said: "After all, we were old friends. How can we not see each other when we are so close?"

Ruqing smiled bitterly, thinking that it was convenient for you, but it caught us off guard...

Yan Qingzheng no longer paid attention to Ru Qing, but looked at the reserved Yan Feiying: "Brother Yan, how are you after a long separation?"

Yan Feiying's eyes were red. He had never received such care in these years. Ever since he gave the Xuanyuan Fang Seal, no one would care about his life or death.

"I'm fine. Thank you, Master Yan, for taking care of me." Now that he was in Yan Zhengzong, he couldn't say anything bad at all.

But he hadn't changed his clothes when he came, so his vicissitudes of life had clearly shown his situation. It was a pity that the man who was so high-spirited back then looked like this now.

Yan Qingzheng frowned vaguely when he recalled what he had been called by the Qing Dynasty.

"As the deputy sect leader of the Qing Dynasty, I wonder what seniority brother Yan is in your sect. Does he have a dharma title?"

Ruqing was startled, smiled awkwardly, and said after careful consideration: "This...this...Xiaoyan, he has only been here for a short time and has not yet adapted to it, so he has not been given the title of Dharma yet."

Yan Qingzheng looked at Yan Feiying with a sharp gaze, and she really thought so!

It stands to reason that in a sect like Yan Zhengzong, disciples who join the sect will be given titles according to their seniority. For example, those who enter the Qing Dynasty are the senior generation, and those who enter the cloud are the sect leaders. This generation is either the leader or the elder. The next generation is the senior generation, the third generation.

Disciple is the generation with the character, for example, the reason.

But Yan Feiying has been here for so many years and even presented a third-grade immortal weapon, but he has not yet been given a magical title. This obviously means he has no intention of treating him as his disciple!

Yan Feiying's eyes were lonely. He didn't know this, but he had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky.

"So...Brother Yan has not entered your Yan Zhengzong genealogy?"

"This... not yet... not yet..." Ru Qing laughed awkwardly. From top to bottom, Yan Zhengzong had no intention of truly accepting Yan Feiying, but it's hard to ask if it's so clear. You Yan Qingzheng

It’s a bit lenient!

"In that case..." Yan Qingzheng turned to Yan Feiying and asked, "Brother Yan, are you willing to join the Guiyi Sect?"

Yan Feiying suddenly raised his head and looked at the sincere Yan Qingzheng. He couldn't make up his mind. He looked at Ru Qing, who suddenly looked gloomy. Finally, he lowered his head and said: "Master Yan is joking... Xuanyuan Fangyin has been dedicated to Yan Zhengzong.

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He thought that Yan Qingzheng also came for Xuanyuan Fangyin.

"Brother Yan is just joking. What I'm asking is if you are willing to join the Guiyi Sect. What does it have to do with Xuanyuan Fangyin?"

Yan Feiying slowly raised his head, his eyes slowly regained their luster...

"Sect Leader Yan, are you willing to accept me as a disciple of Guiyi Sect?"

He couldn't believe that he was already useless...

"As long as Brother Yan nods, you will be my disciple of Guiyi Sect!" As he said that, he looked at Ruqing, "Right, the deputy sect leader of Ruqing, after all, he has never entered the genealogy of your sect.

I have never been considered a member of the noble sect!"

Ruqing's mind was racing. He couldn't help but think that Yan Qing was trying so hard to get away from Yan Feiying. Could it be that Yan Feiying had some value that he hadn't discovered yet?

So he couldn't speak easily and prevaricated: "Oh, what Master Yan said, even if the genealogy cannot be entered in time, after all, he is already a member of my Yanzheng Sect..."

"The Deputy Sect Master of the Qing Dynasty is trying to trick me into not knowing the rules. Although Yan Zhengzong doesn't walk around the Xuanmen very much, I still know your rules. Even the formally recruited disciples who have not been given the title of Dharma are not allowed to do so."

He is regarded as a disciple of Yan Zhengzong, he can stay or leave as he pleases!" Yan Qingzheng is not easy to fool.

Entering the Qing Dynasty was not very happy and said: "Could it be that Master Yan's sudden visit on this trip is actually to grab a disciple from us?"

Yan Qingzheng refused to give up: "You, Yan Zhengzong, have entered the Zi generation, but the Zi generation, which disciple has taken over this position?"

Ruqing was speechless and could only look at Yan Feiying and said gloomily: "Xiaoyan, do you remember how you entered Yan Zhengzong in the first place? Are you willing to leave today?"

Yan Feiying opened his mouth and immediately added: "You have to think about it carefully. Once you leave Yan Zhengzong today, you will never have the chance to come back. Moreover, you gave up joining our sect, so you previously
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