Time flickered and it was half a month, the world was already late autumn and October, but the purple peak was full of aura all year round, the grass and trees were not decaying, this day passed noon, a dusty tiptoe came to the master's room, and saw that the master was taking a nap, and couldn't help but think that the master was really tired in order to teach his swordsmanship these days.

Yichen didn't dare to make a sound, walked over slowly, squatted on the edge of the bed, looked at Master's gently closed eyes, eyelashes trembling slightly like light feathers, and couldn't help but move in his heart, Master is so beautiful, even if he is asleep, he is so beautiful, although the world is big, there is no one more beautiful than Master.

But in the blink of an eye, he suddenly thought that Master is so beautiful, but every day is cold and cold, like an iceberg that makes people dare not approach, before he came, in the past three hundred years, she has always been the only one living in this cold Zixiao Peak, how did she come over for three hundred years......

Thinking of this, Yichen's heart is like a ripple in a circle, now he is already a young man, and he is no longer the child of the past, but even so, he only has respect for the master in his heart, and there is no distraction.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose, and a white down like snow floated in from the window, slowly falling on Ling Yin's cheeks, and a dust got closer, blowing lightly, blowing the down away, Ling Yin felt a cool breeze on his face, and immediately opened his eyes.

"Master's awake!"

"Chen'er?" Ling Yin's eyebrows frowned slightly: "You don't go to practice, what are you doing for the teacher's room?"

Yichen grinned: "Master, did you forget something?"

"What have you forgotten for the teacher?" Ling Yin slowly sat up, straightened his long hair behind his shoulders, and said, "The Ninth Sword Technique, have you already mastered it?"

Yichen didn't seem to hear what she was asking at all, shook his head and smiled, "Master, think about it again." ”

"That's it. Ling Yin flicked his sleeves, got up and stayed, and said, "Tomorrow, as a teacher, I will allow you to go down the mountain for a day, and you can't delay more." ”

"Really!"

Yichen was very happy, hugged her neck, and gently rubbed her neck: "I know that Master is the best!"

Ling Yin frowned, looked at him and said, "Nonsense!

"Hey, hey!"

Yichen grinned, let go of her, and in the early morning of the second day, the master and apprentice came to the thousand-layer white jade steps, looking at the mist below, and from time to time there were cranes passing by, Ling Yin said: "Go down the mountain, go and come back quickly, don't make trouble, but understand?"

"Got it, Master—"

"Yes. ”

Ling Yin bowed slightly, took out another thing from his arms, and handed it to him: "You will take this thing with you in the future." ”

Looking closely, it was a small blood jade, the red light flowing inside, extremely extraordinary, with a red rope tied in the middle, Yichen blinked, stretched out his hand to take it, at this moment, there was a feeling of blood connection, and asked, "Is this what the master gave me?"

As everyone knows, this blood jade was taken from him when Ling Yin rescued him, this jade name is called "reincarnation", there has been a legend throughout the ages, that is, jade can protect the master, if one day the jade worn on the body suddenly broken, then it must be a big disaster for the master in the dark.

And the reincarnation jade can protect the master's spirit from extinction, it is the supreme magic weapon of the primeval world, the two ways of righteousness and demons in the past, I don't know how many masters and strangers have tried their best to get this thing, in order to use it to prevent reincarnation, but in the past ten years, Ling Yin has never been able to solve it, how could this jade appear in a small dust, and the tragedy of the ancient village has become a mystery.

"Alright, it's not early, let's go down the mountain. ”

"Yes!"

After putting away the blood jade in a dusty and heavy place, he turned around and saluted Ling Yin respectfully: "If you go down the mountain here, you will not dishonor the name of the master!"

Looking at his figure of not entering the sea of clouds, Ling Yin's eyebrows gradually deepened, and suddenly, a muffled snort came from her throat, and then, I saw the two fingers of her right hand together, slashing down the wrist of her left hand, forcing a wisp of purple-black qi that seemed to be nothing, forcing it back.

......

"Whew!"

The cyan sword light fell straight into Pingyang Peak, Yichen looked at the old scene, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart, at this moment, the three elders in the pavilion walked out quickly, obviously sensing his breath, at this moment, the three of them saw a white-clothed young man with an extraordinary breath standing outside the pavilion, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Your Excellency is ......"

Yichen slowly turned around and smiled lightly: "Three elders, don't you remember me?"

The three of them were stunned again, seeing that this young man was long and jade, with sword eyebrows and handsome eyebrows, and his breath was quite extraordinary, he was by no means an ordinary person, his voice and appearance were somewhat familiar, but for a while, he couldn't think of who was so capable, and it wasn't until a long moment that Great Elder Yunqing suddenly woke up: "It's you!" Xiao ...... Xiao Yichen. ”

"It's the disciple who has seen the three elders. Yichen smiled slightly and arched his hand.

At this moment, the three of them seemed to be on the verge of an abyss, how could they have imagined that three years had passed in a hurry, and the little naughty boy who had not been gray in the past was now so handsome?

At this moment, the three of them are still a little nervous, why is he here today? I'm afraid that most of the good things will happen.

Seeing the sincere and frightened appearance of the three of them, Yichen smiled lightly: "Today is just three years, and the teacher specially allowed the disciple to go down the mountain. ”

As soon as they heard that it was Yao Guangzun who approved him to go down the mountain, the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief, in this case, it was Ling Yin who approved him to go down the mountain, and he couldn't have more rights and wrongs.

Yichen asked again: "Yang Xiaoran is still in Pingyang Peak?"

Hearing him ask like this, the hearts of the three of them, which were already relaxed, tightened again, they didn't know about the incident at first, but then they finally learned a little after the incident, Elder Yunqing said: "At the beginning...... After the original Xuanqing ceremony, Yang Xiaoran was never seen again. ”

"Oh?" Yichen's eyes condensed slightly, and as he expected, Yang Xiaoran must have known that a catastrophe was coming, so he secretly left Xuanqing at the beginning.

Elder Yunqing said again: "In addition, Zhao Wangsun was also arranged by her sister to go to the Medicine Refining Peak, and he is no longer in Pingyang Peak. ”

After the incident, the three elders were in a panic all day, and it was not until Zhao Wangsun's departure that they were a little relieved, and at this moment, they couldn't wait to say it.

"En......" Yichen nodded slightly, and raised his hand again: "Don't worry, three elders, I came down today to retrieve some of the original things, the disciple's room, no one went in, right?"

"No, no, since you left, the courtyard has been sealed off, and no one is allowed to enter. ”

Elder Yun Qing hurriedly said, just kidding, if it was an ordinary disciple, it would be fine, this Xiao Yichen was the only disciple of Yao Guangzun, and the three of them had ten more dares, and they didn't dare to take the things used by the other party out of the room and throw them away.

"Yes. Yichen smiled slightly: "In this case, then don't bother the three elders, I still remember the road, so I'll go and get it myself." With that, the figure shook slightly, and it had drifted away.

I don't know how long it took, the three elders felt that their backs were already soaked, looking at the direction of his departure, and now they haven't come to their senses, who would have thought that a disciple who was so inconspicuous at the beginning could be favored by Yao Guangzun? It can be seen that the world is impermanent.

Returning to his former residence, he pushed open the door and a breath of dust immediately hit his face, Xu walked inside, only to see that the floor and tables and chairs were covered with a thick layer of dust, and the day he left, it had not changed at all, there was still a basin on the bench, but the water in it had long since dried up, replaced with a basin full of dust and cobwebs.

There were also a few dusty books on the table, and neatly folded clothes on the bed, which had been unvisited for a long time, and everywhere was covered with dust.

Yichen couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart, walked to the bedside, picked up the clothes that Wu Niang had knitted for him with his own hands, and dusted off the dust, when he first went to Zixiao Peak, he didn't even have to wear clothes, so during that time, he always thought about it and wanted to come back to get the clothes, but now it seems that the clothes are a full two circles smaller, and they have long been out of fit.

However, at this moment, he still put it away, walked to the table again, and put away a few classics, these classics are Taoist holy words, and they will also help him cultivate in the future.

After packing everything up, with a wave of the dust, things will be all in his sleeves, which is a "sleeve in the sleeve" that people who are a bit of a Taoist will know, and they can store things. And when the cultivation of a hundred years of Taoism, when the Yuan infant first opened, the sleeves that were displayed at that time were even more incredible, and when it came to small things, even the living people could be put in, and even a small world could be put into the sleeves at once.

Going outside the house, Yichen looked in the direction of Wunian Peak again, this trip down the mountain must also go to see Senior Sister Huang Ying'er, but there is only one day, so let's go back to the village first and see A-Niang and Sister Shen Jing.

The village is still as quiet as it was at the beginning, the stream gurgles through the outside of the village, and since he left, the name of the village has been changed, and the word "Yong" has been added in front of it, Yongning Village, which means that it will always be quiet and healthy.

In the small courtyard, I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl picking some herbs, the girl was dressed in a green dress, slim and elegant, with slender hands and fingers, and was carefully picking out the medicinal materials in the dustpan.

At this moment, a woman's laughter came from the room: "Xiaojing, look at this, I am so embarrassed to trouble you to come here every day." ”

"No, I'm idle these days anyway. ”

The girl's voice is as clear as snow, without a trace of noise, it sounds very moving, at this moment, a figure walked in front of her at some point, the girl didn't even raise her head, only habitually said: "If you want to see a doctor, go to Nancun to find my father." ”

"I don't see a doctor, I look at you. ”

The young man in white said with a smile, and the girl immediately frowned, thinking that it was a disciple from which town, he didn't learn well at a young age, and was about to say a few words to him, but when he raised his head, the whole person was stunned.