"You two, don't stay in front of this mountain gate. I'm going to inform you. Why don't you go into the sect and catch up on old times?"
Ning Ziyang suddenly spoke, and there was a hint of embarrassment in the corners of his eyes.
"That's fine!"
Mo Qinglian looked at Ning Ziyang calmly, she was already a little dissatisfied.
I came a long way only to be turned away.
Qin Xuan, on the other hand, never cared, "There is no difference between me inside and outside the sect!"
In the vast sky of stars, where does he want to go, and who can stop him?
Ning Ziyang stood up and sent a message to the sect with a bit of embarrassment on his face.
He did not directly reveal the identities of Qin Xuan and the others. The key point was... he was afraid of scaring his sect master.
As far as Qin Xuan is concerned, the Qingyang Sect is nothing more than a flicker of dust. If Qin Xuan's identity is exposed, the entire Qingyang Sect will bow its head.
And he, Ning Ziyang, can be regarded as having no peace in this life.
Since he wanted to stay in Qingyang Sect, he would naturally not do such a thing.
Come to think of it, Qin Xuan wouldn't care.
Because Qingyang Sect has never been in Ning Ziyang's eyes.
"I have received the order, Qin Xuan, please join the Qingyang Sect!"
Ning Ziyang spoke, and immediately, the group of three people dispersed the tables and chairs, put away the tea cups, and walked towards the sect.
In the entire Qingyang Sect, hundreds of mountains guard one place, like hundreds of dragons rising toward the sun.
Ning Ziyang is just a low-ranking Nascent Soul, and his status in the Qingyang Sect is not high.
Under the leadership of Ning Ziyang, Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian saw a pavilion with only three floors, but there were some grass and flower beds around it, and there was even a guqin standing under the pavilion.
Qin Xuan looked at Ning Ziyang in surprise, could he still play the piano?
Ning Ziyang seemed to notice it and said awkwardly: "I learned it later, there is a spiritual secret that requires music!"
"Please come in quickly!"
Ning Ziyang was filled with joy. Although this pavilion was not much different from the rumored Qingdi Palace in the Evergreen Star Realm, it was also the place where he, Ning Ziyang, had devoted his heart and soul to decorate it, and it could also be regarded as the place where he would return.
Qin Xuan still remembered that Ning Ziyang seemed to have a granddaughter.
"Your granddaughter has never entered the starry sky?"
When he was in China, he never paid so much attention.
Ning Ziyang paused slightly, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"I don't want her to be like me!" Ning Ziyang looked at Qin Xuan, "Even if you are a Chinese warrior, life and death are difficult, let alone the unknown journey of cultivation."
"Before entering the world of cultivation, I had a thought that maybe I could return and see her again one day..."
Ning Ziyang smiled bitterly, it has been nearly three hundred years now, and even an earth immortal would find it difficult to live for such a long time.
His granddaughter is unlikely to even become an Earthly Immortal.
There was a chance of sadness in his eyes, and he was afraid that he would have already fallen into the loess.
Mo Qinglian frowned slightly, and she finally sighed. Grandpa Mo Zhengfeng, his parents, several uncles and uncles, and those old friends have probably already dispersed.
This is the case in the world of cultivation!
Stop thinking about the world of mortals, stop thinking about the world of mortals!
"Do you have any regrets?" Qin Xuan murmured softly, looking at the guqin.
To this day, there is also one inside the Xuanguang Dragon-Slaying Gourd, which contains a song to express one's feelings.
In a foreign country, there is also a person who will treat him all his life.
No one is immune to these.
"Regret? If I hadn't entered the realm of cultivation, maybe I would have ended up in the loess." Ning Ziyang laughed at himself, "There's no need to talk about regrets. I've seen too many people leave in China, and I've already expected it."
Immediately, the three of them stopped mentioning the past.
Although the old friends have passed away, they are still in their memory.
"By the way, I heard that several Immortal Vein Masters knelt in front of the Qing Emperor Hall. Is this true?
"
Ning Ziyang sat down and took out his own spiritual tea.
The visitor is a guest. No matter what Qin Xuan's status is, he will naturally not be rude.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "They want to use Immortal Meteor to kill me, but now, Immortal Meteor, I, Qin Changqing, are still here. Under their command, if the Immortal Vein does not want to be destroyed, this is the only way!"
"This is a way to survive, and it is also my kindness!"
Ning Ziyang was secretly speechless, Immortal Pulse, above him there is the elder Huixu, above the elder Huixu there is the Hedao Master, and above the Hedao Master, there are all the elders.
The abilities of those masters and elders alone were difficult for him to predict.
What's more, the entire Qingyang Sect is only a third-level sect, with second-level, or even first-level sects above it, and then you can reach the Immortal Vein.
Among them, I don’t know how much difference there is between them.
However, the immortal veins, in Qin Xuan's words, seemed to be destroyed easily. If he, Qin Changqing, had not had a kind thought, those immortal veins would have perished at the feet of Qin Changqing.
However, in the name of Qing Emperor Qin Xuan, it is not incredible to say these words.
But in Ning Ziyang's ears, he still sounded endlessly arrogant and unimaginable.
He is still the same as he was in the past in China, looking down on everything, arrogant and arrogant, like a crazy immortal descending from the bustling city.
Now... I just changed from the city to the world of cultivation, from the bright lights and neon buildings to this sky full of stars.
He hasn't changed yet, but he is already completely different.
Ning Ziyang seemed to be shocked for a long time before sighing.
"In the past, you once said that in this vast starry sky, some people could kill the sun and moon with one sword, and some could destroy the stars with one palm!"
"Now I finally understand..."
Ning Ziyang sighed, "No wonder you were like this in China in the past. It's ridiculous that when I first met you, I thought you were just a wild kid!"
Thinking of this thought, Ning Ziyang couldn't help laughing.
Over the years, he sometimes couldn't help but laugh after hearing the shocking rumors about Qin Xuan in the starry sky.
This is too ridiculous!
How could the Protectorate, China, and even the entire earth be in Qin Xuan's eyes?
That ant sound... now that I think about it, is there still a little bit of arrogance?
But it is……
It’s just a fact!
Qin Xuan couldn't help laughing, and Mo Qinglian couldn't help but said: "The first time I saw him, I thought he was a liar!"
She looked at Qin Xuan indifferently, feeling that time was ruthless.
He has changed a lot, he is no longer the naive boy in the park.
Across the city, across China, and across the star.
That black hair has turned pale several times now.
The originally pitch-black pupils now concealed trillions of evil-killing souls, turning into the bloody color they are now.
For some reason, Mo Qinglian couldn't help but feel a sore nose.
Everyone in the world has seen that Qin Xuan is arrogant and arrogant, and Qin Changqing is unparalleled.
But who can see how many times he has been injured and how much pain he has endured? Under that calm face, there is the pain of thousands of cuts, and how many mountains of knives he has stepped on with each step.
Even she, Mo Qinglian, knew half of it. She was not him, and she would never know what she was enduring under the word "evergreen".
Ning Ziyang laughed, but he was smiling. He sensed that Mo Qinglian's mood was not right, so he quickly lost his smile.
"But now, you have changed a lot!" Ning Ziyang couldn't help but murmured.
"We have all changed a lot!" Qin Xuan smiled faintly. He quietly looked at the tea in the cup, reflecting his current face, with a soft voice.