Under the rule of the Tang Dynasty in Zhongtu, a reed shed ten miles outside Qingyao Village, Jiluo Prefecture, where Tangcheng and Yao Xian'er knelt against each other. They built their huts for three years according to the ancient rites and mourned the Tang Gui and his wife. Today was over.

Tang Cheng and Yao Xian'er slowly walked out of the reed shed, looked sideways at the withered grave, and were speechless. Yao Xian'er's figure slowly changed and turned into a beautiful girl, beautiful and unspeakable.

This girl is the Xinyuehu!

It has been sixteen years since Taoyao was destroyed. Three years after Taoyao's death, Tang Cheng and Yao Xian'er exchanged their birth dates and finally got married, which made the elders of both sides slightly satisfied.

Master Yao and Tang Gui and his wife died one after another in the past ten years. The only regret they were that Yao Xian'er never gave birth to a son and half of her daughter to inherit the Tang family's incense.

"Master, are we going to return to Kunlun now?"

"There is nowhere to be missed here, let's go now!" Tang Cheng glanced at Jingxi, who was talking endlessly, and his expression became dimmer. In Qingyao Village, the only one who was familiar with Tangcheng was Yao Zui. However, during the rebellion of the vassal kings in the Tang Dynasty, Yao Zui was missed by the thief army because he married the daughter of the prince and his family was rich, and eventually ended up in ruins.

Therefore, there is no relative in Qingyao Village.

The two of them drove the escape light and rushed back to Kunlun. When they passed by Feilai Peak, Tang Cheng found that there was a lot of laughter and joy, which was very inconsistent with his mood. Tang Cheng landed and dissipated the escape light and saw that it was Zhen Yao who had been away for a long time.

Zhen Yao was able to advance to the soul so quickly, but it was thankful for Tang Cheng's blessing.

Tang Cheng took ten drops of Guanghan Jade Liquid from Dongsheng Shenzhou, and Xinyuehu used six drops, and the remaining four drops were given to Zhen Yao. It was precisely with this kind of treasure that Zhen Yao could only improve his soul in just twenty years.

Hua Wuxie stood beside Zhen Yao, and stood with a smile. When she saw Tang Cheng coming, she immediately passed by the girls, walked quickly, and saluted: "Master, two years' itinerary. Fairy Zhen is unscathed. I will come to report my life!"

Zhen Yao went to Beijuluzhou two years ago to avenge his master. Tang Cheng was worried, but he was filial and ordered Hua Wuxie to take the two tribesmen to protect him.

"Forget it, get up!" As he said that, Tang Cheng took Hua Wuxie into the fetal hiding world and then stepped forward and said, "Sister Zhen, have you killed your enemy?"

Zhen Yao's face was not as happy as a big revenge. She looked faint and shook her head and said, "After revenge, I just felt empty. However, it was a matter of worry! From then on, as long as I pass on this lineage to my master, I will be considered a matter of preaching my master's teachings without interruption."

"No danger was encountered!"

"The Purple Flame Holy King is extraordinary. We fight fiercely, and I am no match. It's the help of Sister Hua and others, and I have just avenged a great revenge. Speaking of which, the hatred between me and her is a racial war, and this revenge is a bit far-fetched. But the family master has been in a miserable life and rarely has happy days. In the end, I can't swallow this breath in my heart."

"My Master Jueqing has Sister Zhen as his disciple, and he will definitely smile. But is Sister Zhen really not with me? I am 80% sure that I can succeed!"

Zhen Yao shook her head firmly and said, "Brother Cheng, I am humble from a humble family and call me Sister Zhen. I will never forget this friendship. But my family master saved me from danger and treated me like a daughter. Her Taoist Dharma cannot be inherited without anyone."

Tang Cheng nodded to express his understanding. Then, Tang Cheng went to Jianzhai to pay homage to Mingye Zhenren. Unexpectedly, when he walked into Jianzhai, he found that Yuan Buxie was there.

The two had not seen each other for many years, and they met at this time, and they were particularly happy. Yuan Buxie walked over and punched Tang Cheng on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Tang, your pair of centipede Yuandans. Bing'er likes it very much. Although there is no sword score of the Ice Soul Divine Light Sword, as long as you comprehend the secrets of these two Yuandans, Bing'er is somewhat sure to create it."

"Brother Yuan, you should be grateful to me for not handing it to Miss Baili with my own hands, but instead asked you to do this favor. Speaking of which, are you two about good things?"

"Hehe, after all, that's just a form. I just want to advance to the soul and help Bing'er establish Bingpodao and fulfill her wish."

After chatting for a few words, Yuan Buxie said goodbye and left. Tang Cheng was silent when facing Zhenren Mingye. Zhenren Mingye looked at the proud disciples of his own sect and couldn't help but fly thousands of miles. Since Tang Cheng joined Kunwu Jianzhai, Jianzhai's life has been better and better every day.

Although Jianzhai has paid a lot for Tangcheng, Tangzhai has brought more benefits to the sect. It can be said that without Tangcheng, there would be no Jianzhai's glory today. Instead, it is very likely that it will become the target of the surprise attack in the war between humans and demons and is ruined. The outcome of Lou Guan Dao and Huan Zhen Dao is a typical example.

"Uncle Master, I will take away this Fusang sacred tree, but I am afraid that the power of the Thirty-Six Thunder Arrays in the Heavens will be greatly weakened!"

"Whether it is the Fusang sacred tree or the thunder bamboo, they are all brought by Cheng'er. Even if they are all destroyed, what's the pity?" Zhenren Mingye has always been very open about these things outside. The fundamentals of the Jianzhai Li School are flying swords, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sutra, not the sacred trees, formations, etc.

"Uncle Master really doesn't want the sect to ascend to the Great Thousand World?"

"Cheng'er, this is the second time you have asked me! But, I don't want to answer today, I think you know the answer!" As for the sect inheritance, Ming Ye Zhenren, as the head sect, is always more cautious.

Tang Cheng stayed quietly for a while, bowed respectfully, and then prepared to leave. As soon as Tang Cheng turned around, Ming Ye's voice came from behind.

"If the sect has the one who wants to leave, you don't have to ask for my opinion!" Zhen Ye's words refer to Zhen Yao, but unfortunately, she has rejected Tang Cheng.

Tang Cheng did not look back and said, "Uncle Master, if you see my master, tell him that Tang Cheng will always be his disciple!"

The old Taoist Wangyou disappeared since Taoyao died, and there was no news for more than ten years. However, Jianzhai did not search for it in a big way. With the ability of the old Taoist, no one in the Middle Land could kill him.

After leaving Jianzhai, Tangcheng wandered aimlessly around Kunlun Peaks. Since the threat from the demon clan was lifted, the disciples of Jianzhai returned to their main peaks to live. No one demolished the temporary buildings on Feilai Peak. Looking from the air, the huge Feilai Peak was as ugly as a slum. In winter, the green leaves withered.

Now, the person who is in charge of Feilai Peak is Shangguan Hong, a nominal disciple of Tang Cheng. However, Tang Cheng has never taught this disciple too much, and he is the old Taoist Wangyou and the True Man of Kumu who are guiding Shangguan Hong to practice.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Cheng decided to go to say goodbye. When he arrived at the edge of the familiar pool, Tang Cheng looked up and saw Shangguan Hong lying on the crooked tree.

Shangguan Hong is already a cultivator in the Yuandan stage. Her practice for more than 20 years has made her temperament no longer as good as before. This is the price of growth.

Feeling Tang Cheng's gaze, Shangguan Hong jumped down from the trunk and said, "Disciple has seen Master." Then, Shangguan Hong complained, "Master returned to the mountain, and there were no disciples in his eyes. Just now, the disciple and Master Zhen stood together, but Master ignored him."

Tang Cheng shook his head and smiled. Only from these straightforward sentences, Tang Cheng could still feel the shadow of Shangguan Hong before. Ignoring her complaints, Tang Cheng asked directly: "Hong'er, the master is about to ascend, do you want to be with me?"

"Feisheng, can you still bring people?" Shangguan Hong's expression was puzzled.

"good!"

Shangguan Hong thought for a while and said in great distress: "No, Master Yulin's son still needs to be achieved through my teaching!"

Tang Cheng was stunned. He had forgotten the young man in Shangguan's mansion. He didn't expect that he would become his father. Tang Cheng smiled and said, "Yes, everyone has their own things to do!"

Tang Cheng sighed, paused, and said, "I didn't expect that I would be the master. Okay, I'll have a gift for him here." Tang Cheng took out several kinds of materials for practicing swords and handed them to Shangguan Hong to express his feelings. Speaking of which, these things were earned by Tang Cheng in Nalanda Temple on Lingjiu Mountain, and Tang Cheng has never used them.

Farewell to Shangguan Hong, Tang Cheng went straight to his pre-designated place to survive the disaster. Kunlun Mountains stretched for tens of thousands of miles, and it was very easy to find a secluded place. Tang Cheng specially selected a mountain far from Jianzhai, and Xinyuehu waited here early.

The Fusang sacred tree floated in the air, and the bitter cold wind could not shake the leaves. After Tang Cheng arrived, he focused on the trees. Whether they could leave safely depends on whether the Fusang sacred tree was powerful.
Chapter completed!