Chapter three hundred and fortieth goodbye master and apprentice
The Wenshi sect is still a leisurely and busy scene, with disciples dressed in black black clothes busily going in and out of the various peaks.
It was midsummer at this time, and the autumn sycamores all over the mountains of Immortal Peak were in bloom, with large blue-purple flowers clustering in clusters, exuding a fresh and elegant floral fragrance as they swayed in the wind.
Liu Qinghuan stood on the edge of the mountain and took a deep breath. Her internal organs were soaked by the fragrance of flowers, and she couldn't help but smile on her face.
He turned around and saw several young disciples in the Qi training stage passing by.
Seeing his eyes falling on them, the young disciple stepped forward and saluted: "Hello, Master Uncle."
There were a few falling bamboo leaves embroidered on the hems of their clothes, the same as those on Liu Qinghuan's body.
Liu Qinghuan smiled and nodded: "Go ahead."
Several young disciples winked at each other, pushed and jostled each other, and ran away laughing.
Probably because the teleportation array to Turtle Island was built in the side hall on the side of Taiyi Hall, the formerly quiet Taiyi Hall Square became much more lively than before.
Liu Qinghuan took another look and flew directly to the back mountain.
The closer he got to the back mountain, the leisure he had felt before disappeared, and he felt as anxious as a cat scratching his head.
Almost in a hurry, I found the pass token for the Nine-Nine Smoke Lock Immortal Formation, passed the Cloud Bridge, flew over the eighty-one sky-holding demon-sealing pillars, and entered the hill of Mingyangzi.
As soon as they entered the formation, Liu Qinghuan rushed up the mountain and shouted: "Master!"
When he saw Ming Yangzi standing outside the courtyard from a distance, his eyes turned red, and he ran over and knelt in front of Ming Yangzi's legs. His throat seemed to be blocked, and he was speechless at this moment.
A warm hand fell on his head, and Ming Yangzi's joking voice came: "What are you doing? Are you being bullied outside?"
Liu Qinghuan finally calmed down and took three sips respectfully: "Master, the unscrupulous disciple Liu Qinghuan is back."
"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!" Ming Yangzi said with emotion, pulling him up and looking at him carefully.
Today, Ming Yangzi was wearing a gray Taoist robe, with wooden clogs on his feet. He must have come out in a hurry, and he actually had a white chess piece in his hand.
A trace of concentration flashed in his eyes. He had been away for many years, but his disciple had only reached the late stage of foundation establishment, and had not even reached the Great Perfection yet. This really surprised him.
Liu Qinghuan lowered his eyes with a guilty conscience. When he left, he was already in the middle stage of foundation building. His cultivation had grown so slowly in the past thirty years, which was really unjustifiable under normal circumstances.
Fortunately, Mingyangzi didn't ask any more questions, but took Liu Qinghuan's hand, patted it, and said with a smile: "I'm taller, but also thinner. Well, come and meet your senior brothers."
Only then did Liu Qinghuan notice that his two senior brothers were not far away. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He quickly walked up and saluted: "First senior brother, second senior brother!"
The two returned the greeting, and the master and apprentice turned around and walked back to the courtyard.
Zuo Zhishan held his hands and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, you are back. If you don't come back, we will be kicked out by Master to find you."
Zuo Zhishan was still the same as before, but Ji Yue looked more unruly and wild. His black hair was simply tied up, and he was wearing wooden clogs like Ming Yangzi. He climbed up and climbed up to Liu Qinghuan's shoulder. At this time, he sighed sadly.
He said: "Yes, I used to be Master's most beloved disciple. Ever since Junior Brother came in, I can only serve tea and water and do some menial work every day. It's so pitiful!"
Liu Qinghuan chuckled twice, and Ming Yangzi, who was walking in front, turned back and glared: "Don't you think I'm deaf because I'm so old, how dare you arrange it so loudly behind your back!"
Ji Yue made a serious look: "Master, you heard wrong. What I just said is that being able to serve you tea and water is a disciple's blessing."
Ming Yangzi hummed twice and walked to the main room with his hands behind his back.
Liu Qinghuan felt satisfied that she had returned home, chatted with her two senior brothers and entered the main room.
Ming Yangzi sat at the top, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of tea: "Tell me about your experiences over the years."
Liu Qinghuan began to talk about the time when he took a boat to Pengjia Island. When he mentioned that Zhou Xiaoqing threw two mana crystals due to his twisted mentality, killing dozens or hundreds of monks on the spot, Ming Yangzi snorted coldly and put down the tea bowl heavily.
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Then the Penglai Cheung Turtle appeared and took him to Xiaofeng Continent, into the land of Tainan, and discovered the ruins of the Tainan Immortal Sect and the space cracks leading to the Nine Nether Hell, etc.
He spoke very carefully and told everything he could, including the mandatory oath he had made. The only things he concealed were the "Zuowang Sutra" and the three mulberry trees.
Ming Yangzi and his two senior brothers listened attentively and occasionally expressed their opinions.
It wasn't until the moon was in the sky that Liu Qinghuan talked about the reappearance of the Eastern Wasteland: "Tai Zun Kongwu asked me to send a message to the leader, saying that most of the space cracks in the Eastern Wasteland will be closed within ten years, so that
We prepared supplies and went to surround Qianye Mountain."
Mingyangzi mused: "The timing of the appearance of the Eastern Wasteland is a bit strange. Qianye Mountain... Well, I will talk about this when the time comes."
In his hand, he held the brown leather piece that Gui Bugui had given to him, which was said to be a cross-border spreading talisman: "I will study this thing, and if there are no problems, I will give it to you later."
"Okay Master." Liu Qinghuan said. Although he swore an oath back then that he would activate this communication talisman after his Nascent Soul, and it could not be lost or lost, etc., he did not say that he could not let his master check it.
"As for other things, we will talk about it slowly in the future. You have been traveling for so long, so you should go and rest first. Your courtyard is still the same as before. Your second senior brother has been helping to take care of it all these years."
Liu Qinghuan stood up and thanked Ji Yue: "Thank you so much, Second Senior Brother."
Ji Yue smiled and said: "There is a dust barrier in the courtyard, and I only occasionally take care of the flowers and trees in the garden. But you can thank me, even if you owe me a bar."
Liu Qinghuan chuckled and took out a wine jar: "Don't owe me any more, I've prepared a jar of wine for the second senior brother here. This is the Qianlingzui I specially bought for my senior brother on Dongya Yi Island. This wine is named after
Dozens of kinds of demonic beasts and elixirs brewed from the sea are rare to see here, so Second Senior Brother should try something new."
Ji Yue happily grabbed the wine jar and patted open the seal. The strong and fragrant aroma of wine immediately filled the entire hall.
He couldn't wait to raise his head and took a sip, savored it, and praised: "Good wine!"
Zuo Zhishan said sourly from the side: "Junior brother, you can't just think about your second senior brother, the master is still watching!"
Ji Yue laughed and said: "Senior brother, junior brother and I have no words for each other's feelings. It's just a good word!"
Mingyangzi laughed happily and said nothing.
Naturally, Liu Qinghuan couldn't just bring something to Ji Yue. He first took out a small jar, held it in both hands and worshiped Ming Yangzi: "Master, the environment of Sao Feng Continent is harsh. Because it is disturbed by the Gangfeng all the year round, many things have been born.
A strange species. On the sea from Izumo Prefecture to Gangfeng Prefecture, there is a place called Fengya. There is an old tea tree on it. It is unknown how many thousands of years it has grown. It is called Daocha."
Liu Qinghuan's words aroused great interest in the other three people, and Zuo Zhishan and Ji Yue gathered around.
Mingyangzi opened the tea can and twisted out a tea fruit that looked like a flower bone. The color was verdant and green. The tea leaves were as thin as cicada wings and tightly wrapped, but you could see the clear leaves on it, carrying an extremely mysterious Taoist meaning.
Liu Qinghuan said sheepishly: "This tea is also extremely rare in Xiaofeng Continent. It is said that when it is brewed, it is like flowers blooming, and the spiritual mist creates a strange scene. The disciple got these dozen tea fruits by chance, and the master kept them for viewing.
Bar."
Speaking of this tea fruit, Liu Qinghuan found it after cleaning up the things left behind by the old demon Xue Ming. Otherwise, given the rarity of Tao tea, he would never have been able to find more than a dozen.
Ming Yangzi smiled from ear to ear and immediately put away the tea can, as if he was afraid of being snatched by others: "Okay, okay, you are indeed my good disciple. I am still thinking about my master outside."
"Master is going to be very proud now." Ji Yue sighed: "Every time Master gets something good, he has to show it off in front of all his friends for a long time. Poor Uncle Kongxuan and Uncle Mengxu are jealous again."
Zuo Zhishan bumped into Liu Qinghuan and said in a rough voice: "Junior brother, if you don't take out the things you gave me, I will turn over your ring!"