Xiao Li and Xiao Ying also sat in front of the bonfire, and Xiao Ying'er looked up at the stars in the sky.
"Brother, I heard that everyone has a star. As soon as a person dies, the star will fall from the sky.
If Ying'er dies, Ying'er's star must fall in front of you, so that I can take the star with me in the future, and Ying'er can always be with me."
Xiao Ying said with a serious look.
"Silly girl, what are you talking about again?" Xiao Li said.
"I said in the future, we will all die in the future." Xiao Ying said.
"My brother is older than you. He may die first in the future," Xiao Li said.
"No, no, brother can't die before Ying'er. Brother, if you die, only Ying'er will be left alone. Ying'er will be so lonely." Xiao Ying'er kept shaking her head.
"Haha, what's wrong with talking about something so late at night? We talked until we died." Suddenly, an old laugh came.
In the quiet night, a breeze suddenly blew.
Xiao Li looked up and saw a white crane appearing in the night sky. On the crane sat an old man with white hair, white beard, white robe, and an immortal spirit.
"Have you met an old god?" The coachman also looked at the sky and exclaimed in surprise.
I want to kneel down and worship.
Xiao Li frowned, stood up, stared at the old man in white robe, and asked aloud: "Who are you?"
"My name is Miaoyan." the old man replied.
"Wonderful words?" This name sounded familiar to Xiao Li.
However, he quickly reacted and shouted in a deep voice: "The third elder of the inner sect of Yuehua Sect, Old Man Wiaoyan!"
"It's the old man." The old man Miaoyan smiled.
The white crane flew down and landed in front of Xiao Li.
Xiao Li pulled his sister down behind him.
Although the wise old man had a smile on his face, he seemed harmless.
But it gave him a very dangerous feeling, even more dangerous than the two elders of Yin and Yang.
"Zheng!" With a sword chant, the ancient iron sword appeared in Xiao Li's hand.
"Mysterious level war sword." Seeing the ancient iron sword, the old man Miaoyan's expression changed slightly.
"You are young, but you have such fierce sword power. You are indeed a genius who has understood the way of the sword."
When the white crane landed, Old Man Miaoyan said to Xiao Li: "Put your sword away. I'm not here to fight with you."
"Then what are you going to do?" Xiao Li asked coldly before he sheathed his sword.
I have long thought that this month Huazong would find me sooner or later.
I didn't expect it to be so fast.
"I'm here to apologize to you on behalf of the entire Yuehua Sect. It was indeed my Yuehua Sect who neglected you before and made you feel wronged," said the old man Miaoyan.
"Okay, I forgive you, you can go." Xiao Li replied.
The old man with wonderful words: "..."
"I'm here to invite you to return to the Yuehua Sect. As long as you are willing to go back, I promise that the Yuehua Sect will provide you with the best cultivation resources, and I can also accept you as my direct disciple. How about that?"
The best cultivation resource of Yuehua Sect.
The personal disciple of the third elder of Yuehua Sect’s inner sect.
This is a great temptation for the entire Yuehua Sect disciples, whether they are the outer sect or the inner sect.
In the past, Xiao Li probably didn’t even dare to think about it.
And now...
"No need, I have joined the Qing Wei Sect, and my fate with your Yuehua Sect is over." Xiao Li refused directly.
Since I have agreed to Qingxuan Taoism, I am a disciple of Qingwei Sect.
"You're stupid. How can the small Qingweizong compare with my Yuehua Sect." Old Man Miaoyan said.
"This is my business. I don't need to worry about it. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave."
Xiao Li once again issued an eviction order.
This old guy is really uneasy here.
"Originally, I had good intentions and offered my Yuehua Sect's sincere sincerity, but if you are so stubborn and stubborn, I really can't bear it."
After saying this, the old man Miaoyan stretched out his right hand and pointed at Xiao Li with his fingers spread wide.
Suddenly, a strong wind was seen between heaven and earth.
An extremely violent devouring power was generated in the palm of the old man Miaoyan's hand, swallowing Xiao Li.
"Zheng!" Seeing the old man Miaoyan take action, Xiao Li slashed with his sword, the sword light flashed, and a sword energy slashed out horizontally, flying forward.
However, as soon as the sword energy flew out, it was instantly destroyed.
After one move, the decision is made.
The third elder of the Yuehua Sect is really unfathomable, and this is just his random act.
Xiao Li's figure was unstable, his steps were messy, and he moved forward uncontrollably.
"Ah!" the coachman shouted, and his body was swept up into the air by the strong wind.
"Brother~" Xiao Ying's body also flew up.
"Ying'er!" Xiao Li looked back at his sister who was flying up, his face changed drastically, and he shouted at the old man Miaoyan: "Old man, don't hurt my sister!"
Immediately, he slashed at Old Man Miaoyan with his sword.
"Oh? The sword power seems to have become stronger in this moment?" Feeling Xiao Li's sword, the old man Miaoyan's old face changed again.
However, the difference in cultivation is too great.
Before the sword energy could reach the old man Miaoyan, it collapsed again and turned into nothingness.
"This boy's talent is indeed not simple." Old Man Miaoyan looked at Xiao Li who was forcefully swallowing him and said secretly.
"You are a disciple trained by our Yuehua Sect, this is an unchanging fact.
From now on, you will be a member of my Yuehua Sect when you are born, and you will be a ghost of my Yuehua Sect when you die." Old Man Miaoyan said again.
"Haha, can you, the Yuehua Sect, cultivate such a disciple?" Suddenly, a laugh filled with disdain was heard.
This voice sounded extremely familiar to Xiao Li's ears.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Li was pulled back by another mysterious force, constantly distancing himself from the old man with wonderful words.
The next moment, his sister fell from the air, and Xiao Li quickly reached out to hug her.
The coachman's body also floated to the ground.
The devouring power of the old man with wonderful words was instantly broken, and the strong wind that blew suddenly stopped.
"Who? Who is it?" Old Man Miaoyan's face changed drastically.
Then he raised his head.
On a big tree beside the road, a black figure stood proudly, with his back to everyone.
Her robe and long black hair were flowing freely in the wind.
Xiao Li also looked at the figure, "Is he out?" he shouted in his heart.
This person is none other than the one who looks exactly like me in the ancient world.
It turned out that he could still come out of that place on his own.
"Who are you?" Old Man Miaoyan asked.
"You are just an ant, how do you deserve to know my identity?" The man said again with great disdain.
"Huh!" Old Man Miaoyan snorted coldly.
In the entire Zhou Dynasty, no one dared to talk to me like this.
A palm was pushed out angrily, and a big palm mark blasted upward.
When Xiao Li saw it, he felt that this power was really strong.
The third elder of the Yuehua Sect has probably reached the tenth level of the Qiankun realm.
However, [that person] pointed his sword slightly towards the void to the right.
The big palm print immediately disappeared without a trace.
Old Man Miaoyan's old face changed in shock, and the next moment, he saw a terrifying sword energy falling from the sky and falling towards him.
As strong as the wise old man, both body and mind are shaking.