The nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain are bathed in the deep rainy night, and the sound of dripping falls in the heart, adding a quiet and peaceful artistic conception. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Holding an umbrella, the group stepped on the ancient stone steps of the Nine Heavens Wanfu Palace of the Maoshan Sect.

Ruan Hanlin was dressed in a robe, standing alone, looking up at the majestic hall and plaque, and shed tears before speaking.

Thirty years later, he finally stood under the sect, listening to the bell that had echoed for more than 1,500 years, and breathing in the familiar air......

"Senior brother, let's go meet the head master. Ye Fan whispered behind him.

"Good. Ruan Hanlin couldn't help nodding and walked quickly towards the main hall.

Ye Fan glanced at everyone behind him, including Zhao Ling'er and Xiao Tianxi, and everyone stopped in their tracks.

In the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, Huayangzi Lao Daoist was sitting on the futon in the hall with his hands on the dust, and his eyelids were open when he heard the sound.

"Master!"

Ruan Hanlin rushed a few steps, let out a sad cry in his mouth, knelt down and bowed, his knees fell heavily, and he kowtowed to Hua Yangzi again and again.

Looking at the somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar figure, Hua Yangzi's eyes showed an incomparably shocked look, and his old face was moved for a moment!

"You...... Are you Hanlin?" he asked in a trembling voice, staggering from the futon.

"Yes, Ruan Hanlin, an unfilial person, has not been able to serve his teacher for decades, this time...... This time I have returned, please punish the master!" Ruan Hanlin cried bitterly, his forehead hit the stone slab heavily, and he fell to the ground with tears!

Hearing his announcement, Hua Yangzi staggered and was excited, how could he not be surprised, how could he not be happy, how could he not be happy?

Ye Fan hurriedly stepped forward to support the head master and helped him walk to the front of the main hall.

"Get up, get up! Call for the teacher to see!" Hua Yangzi stretched out his hands together, wanting to help Ruan Hanlin up.

"Big brother. Ye Fan grabbed one in one hand and stood in the middle of the three.

The two old men, who are more than 100 years old, are all in tears, and it is difficult to hide the joy and sorrow of the reunion.

"It's really you, it's really my apprentice, God treats me well......" Hua Yangzi laughed, his expression a little crazy.

Ruan Hanlin's disappearance gave Huayangzi a great mental blow, and the already withered sect almost broke the mantle inheritance, but now it is lost and regained, and he is overjoyed, and the old Tao, who has always been unsmiling, almost can't suppress the surprise that fell from the sky.

"Master, the disciple is not filial......" Ruan Hanlin wiped the corners of his eyes, and in addition to excitement, he reached out and held Lao Dao's hands.

As far as his eyes could see, Hua Yangzi's eyes changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Hanlin...... Your hand?"

The two brothers glanced at each other, and Ye Fan took over the conversation and replied, "Master, the senior brother has not returned to the mountain for thirty years, precisely because of the incident in Qinling......

"Qin Ling, come on!"

At that moment, Ye Fan truthfully told Huayangzi the reason for this, and more people knew about the past thirty years ago.

Hearing the secrets of the past, Huayangzi was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "It's me who is not thoughtful and hurts you!"

"Master, don't blame yourself, everything is on the disciple, the disciple's skills are not as good as others, and the Sanqing bell is lost......" Ruan Han

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