Infinity Throne

After Yi Lin and Jian Nanchun Yu Jian left.

Uncle Chen Bei looked at the two people leaving with a sigh of relief, feeling very emotional.

He was lamenting that time passes like water and passes without leaving a trace.

But the uncle didn’t lament for too long.

In the past sixty years, he has seen too many things in the handyman class.

Whether they are young talents or mediocre juniors.

Too much, too much, too much.

Uncle Chenbei hummed a little tune, easily picked up Yilin's dropped pole, and prepared to go up the mountain.

At this point, the morning light fell, and the remaining handyman disciples had no idea that another disciple had left the handyman class. They were washing, eating, and preparing for the day's work in ignorance.

Right now.

suddenly,

Everything was silent.

Except for Uncle Chen Bei, all the handyman disciples strangely stopped moving.

They were motionless, their eyes, breathing, and heartbeats all strangely still, like sculptures.

A woman with white hair like a waterfall and a crested jade hairpin in her bun stood behind Mr. Chenbei at some unknown time.

Uncle Chen Bei paused for a moment, slowly put down the pole, turned around, and looked at the woman who appeared behind him.

The woman's face was veiled and her face could not be seen clearly. But those eyes seemed to contain the sun, moon and stars, and contained divine light.

Uncle Chen Bei looked at it for a moment and sighed: "I haven't seen you for a while, why are you here?"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The woman's tone was calm.

"Hey," Uncle Chen Bei chuckled, "As the saying goes, time flies by and looks grow old quickly, but when I look at you, you are still as beautiful as a flower. I am very jealous."

The woman was wearing a plain white Taoist robe. When she heard the words, her eyes did not waver. She just slowly raised her hand. As the woman raised her hand, the white and delicate skin on the back of her hand began to tremble at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wrinkles and loses luster.

It was as if in these few short breaths, the woman was washed away by the torrent of time again and aged rapidly.

But this weird scene didn't last long. The woman's old skin disappeared in an instant and she returned to her youth. The woman said softly: "If senior brother is willing, junior sister is willing to face him like an elder."

When Uncle Chen Bei heard this, he quickly shook his head: "That's all, it's better to be young."

The woman gently lowered her hand.

The two of them were silent.

The atmosphere was awkward.

When Uncle Chen Bei wanted to say something to ease the embarrassment, the woman added: "Junior sister is looking for someone to inherit the master's legacy."

"The person you like is Chao Rushuang?"

"yes."

"That girl is good, but a bit off."

"How is Lin Yi?"

"The understanding is extremely high, the character is good, and the qualifications are not satisfactory. He is a good seedling." Uncle Chen Bei grinned: "But what makes me most confused is that he seems to have a short life, and he does not look like a monk who can prolong his life. Weird."

The woman nodded, as if she just asked "Lin Yi" casually and didn't take it too seriously.

After saying that, the woman turned around and wanted to leave.

Chen Bei asked again: "Could it be that you want to recruit Lin Yi?"

The woman stopped and her veil floated up, revealing the corners of her plump lips.

"You know, I don't accept male disciples."

Chen Bei hesitated for a moment, but still said what was in his heart: "But because of him?"

"Senior brother, you know clearly, why bother asking?"

"Obsession."

Chen Bei sighed.

"It is this obsession that keeps junior sister alive until now."

"But it's this obsession that ultimately kills you."

"In the past five thousand years, after the Empress Qijue, no one has been able to break through the ninth heaven. If letting go of obsession can help Junior Sister live another three to two hundred years, then it's okay not to let go."

"stubborn."

"Thank you."

"..."

The woman left.

This time, it seemed like it was really just reminiscing about old times.

The next time we meet may be another sixty years later.

After the woman left, Chen Bei picked up the pole again, carrying two empty barrels, and followed the path up the mountain.

Chen Bei seemed to be in a good mood today, humming a song while hiking.

If Yi Lin were here, they would find that what Chen Bei hums is clearly the tune that Yi Lin usually hums, with the flavor of a modern pop song.

Songs like "Let That Girl Go", "Love Is a Wind", "Made My Heart Break and Tears Flow All Night".

Humming, fog rose in the forest, hitting Chen Bei's face, condensing into dewdrops, and sliding down the wrinkles on his face.

If you don't know why, you might think that the old man is crying.

Or... he was really crying.

"You are not the only one who is obsessed with me."

In the bamboo forest in the mist and on the path beside the stream, melancholy sighs can be heard.

It wasn't until the woman and Chen Bei left separately.

The other handyman disciples in front of the handyman room started to make some noise again.

It's as if the sculpture comes to life and comes back to life.

They knew nothing about the conversation that had just occurred.

…

…

Here, everyone seems to have a story.

Some stories are like a bowl of tea.

Some stories are like a bottle of strong wine.

The story of Jian Nanchun is a bit over the top.

Yi Lin and Jian Nanchun flew in the sky.

After half a year, Jian Nanchun was afraid that Yi Lin would forget, so he reminded him in a low voice: "Junior brother, for the sake of senior brother reminding you, please don't forget our agreement."

It would be better if Jian Nanchun didn't speak.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Yi Lin couldn't help but take out the "Jian Nanchun No. 2" that she didn't have time to carve a few more times with.

Yi Lin felt a little angry.

Why the hell did you leave me in the handyman class for half a year, and then you went to be romantic and happy? If I don't bother you, your fate is in danger. How dare you mention the "promise"?

Brother Chun, Brother Chun, do you still want to be shameless?

Yi Lin remained silent.

Jian Nanchun noticed that Yi Lin had a knot in his heart, so he took advantage of the opportunity to explain: "Junior Brother Lin, you don't know something. He officially entered the Tianjian Sect and worked in the handyman class for three to seven years, but every disciple must go through the road."

"The same to you?"

"Of course." Jian Nanchun chuckled: "Do you know Chen Bei?"

"know."

"Senior brother, he was already there when I was in the handyman class. Twenty years have passed, but he is still there. Do you understand?"

"Forget it." Yi Lin decided not to argue too much with this guy for the time being...she didn't have time. He casually asked about Xia Xiaoman.

Speaking of which, Yi Lin was not concerned about the eldest princess, but the Human Emperor's Seal in the eldest princess's pocket. That was a major matter related to his life and death in this world.

"You mean Junior Sister Xia..."

When outside, Jian Nanchun was not happy, but when he got inside, he was called "Junior Sister" and "Junior Brother" very smoothly.

Jian Nanchun simply told what happened to Xia Xiaoman.

Not to mention, Yi Lin doesn’t know yet.

It turns out that the handyman class is divided into male and female disciples.

The female disciples' handyman class is on the other side of the Hanging Fairy Mountain. The male and female classes have no intersecting routes at all. This is also for safety.

When Yi Lin found out that Xia Xiaoman, as the eldest princess of Daqian, also did the same chores as him, she felt instantly relieved and a euphoric smile appeared on her face.

"Who gave that unknown secret book?"

Yi Lin thought of the rags Jian Nanchun had packed in in the third month and asked casually.

Jian Nanchun hesitated for a moment and finally shook his head: "Junior brother Lin won't ask any questions about this matter."

Seeing that Jian Nanchun seemed to have something to hide, Yi Lin nodded and asked no more questions.

Not long after.

Jian Nanchun's flying sword arrived at its destination.

It is a villa located on the main peak.

Tianjianmen hangs on the fairy mountain and has a vast area.

There are many peaks on Fairy Mountain.

On many mountain peaks, that is, in mid-air, there are floating islands. There are forests, grass, and mountains on the islands.

This landform is magnificent, magical and amazing.

As for this villa, Yi Lin saw it from a distance when she was exploring at night, but did not go deep into it.

When Jian Nanchun led him to the gate of Bieyuan, Yi Lin frowned: "Elder Chuan Gong's Bieyuan?"

These words shocked Jian Nanchun: "How did Junior Brother Lin know?"

It stands to reason that the place where the handyman team usually works is at most outside the fairy mountain floating island, and at most it is close to the residence of the outer disciples, Zizhu Forest, Jingxin Abyss and other formal disciples' training places.

Further inside, there is abundant spiritual energy, and miscellaneous disciples and ownerless spiritual beasts are not allowed to enter.

The main peak of the Fairy Mountain Floating Island in the core area is where the inner disciples live alone in wooden houses, the elders' villas and other places, and the handyman disciples are not qualified to come up.

But Junior Brother Lin recognized Elder Chuan Gong's villa at a glance. How could he be so skillful as if he was browsing his own backyard garden?

Jian Nanchun slowly raised a question mark in his heart and was about to ask a question.

Right now.

Behind the old closed wooden door, two voices came out in unison, mixed together:

"Now that you're here, come in."