Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

It was finally time to say goodbye. At Wan Qiyuan's urging, Fu Ling'er had to stop playing with Little Roudun.

She knew that this farewell would be the last time they would see each other, and she felt increasingly depressed and depressed, as if there was a heavy stone pressing on her chest, making her breathless.

In the end, Fu Ling'er left them a huge amount of spiritual fruits and asked him to put them in his portable space. He also left dozens of barrels of spiritual spring water and put them away as well. After getting so many good things, the little meat dumpling was so happy that he kept humming an incomprehensible tone.

"Okay, Roudundun, you have a good baby, and try not to go out for activities. Little Roudun, you have to take good care of your mother, and listen to your mother's words, you know? When I have the chance, my sister will come visit you again, okay?"

"Chi-chi, chi-chi-gu," the little meat dumpling nodded heavily, indicating that he agreed and was waiting for his sister to see him again.

"Well, the little meat dumpling is so good, let's see you again," Fu Ling'er waved reluctantly.

Wan Qiyuan stepped forward, hugged Fu Ling'er, quickly shrank to an inch, and quickly got out of the deep cave. If he continued to say goodbye, he might not be able to leave today.

Soon the two of them appeared at the entrance of the cave, looking up at the sun setting in the west. It turned out that it was already mid-afternoon, and they had been in the cave for most of the day.

"Let's go, it's a journey through mountains and rivers, and everyone has his or her destiny. Ling'er, don't be sad and look forward."

"Well, let's go. It's time for us to pursue our own futures." Fu Ling'er looked back at the dark hole, and then pulled Wan Qiyuan towards Fenghe Valley without looking back.

After burning a stick of incense, the two figures appeared at the door of the post house of Qiankun Hall.

Knock on the door.

After a while, it was Tang Jian who opened the door.

At first sight, he saw the familiar faces of Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er, who had been separated for a long time. Tang Jian was so surprised that he almost lost his composure, and then hurried to greet them.

"Yeah, I've met the palace master, I've met Sister Ling, and I respectfully welcome the two masters back to the palace," Tang Jian was surprised for a moment. With endless joy, he quickly welcomed the two masters through the door.

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan stepped into the post house. As soon as his consciousness swept away, the overall appearance of the post house came into Fu Ling'er's mind. Are these Zhao Pengcheng people very efficient? The Wujin Courtyard is very elegantly built, with a unique decoration style. The entire tone is a concept of low-key luxury and connotation.

It's neither ostentatious nor cliché. The overall antique style presents a solemn and majestic heavy texture; the ground is paved with a white jade floor that is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting soft and crystal white light.

Entering the main courtyard, there are gardens, pavilions, corridors, small bridges and flowing water meandering through the entire compound, almost every courtyard is taken care of.

The overall look was luxurious but not ostentatious, solemn but not solemn. She was curious as to who had thought of it so thoughtfully. Fu Ling'er liked this design very much.

Walking into the house, the furnishings inside are the key to showing the owner's taste and personality. Every piece of porcelain on the Bogu shelves has been carefully selected, and all of them show the beauty of low-key luxury in every detail.

"Master, Sister Ling, sit down quickly. You guys have a cup of tea first. I'll ask them to come over and see the master." Tang Jian poured tea for the two of them. After receiving the agreement, he went out to find someone.

"I didn't expect that Tang Jian and the others, whom I haven't seen in a few years, could make the post house so luxurious and high-profile," Fu Ling'er thought for a while and then added,

"I mean the status is high-profile, you can tell just by looking at the location of the post house,"

Wan Qiyuan naturally understood what Ling'er meant, but he felt that with the commotion they had made in the realm before, it wouldn't work without a high profile. Sometimes, being high-profile can also be a sign that someone is not to be trifled with.

"It's nothing bad. It can also serve as a deterrent."

"Well, you're right. Hey, I wonder if Uncle Nian is gone?" Fu Ling'er changed the subject. Based on her understanding of Uncle Nian, she must have met Uncle Liang. The relationship between the two is so good, Uncle Nian doesn't I'm probably waiting for Uncle Liang to ascend together. She remembered that Uncle Liang didn't have a godhead in his hand, so it would be a bit difficult to ascend in a short time.

She hoped that Uncle Nian would be more sensible.

"Palace Master, Sister Ling, are you guys?" Zhou Mu's voice rang in the courtyard, and soon he saw Zhou Mu striding in.

Seeing that it was really two people, Zhou Mu immediately bowed and saluted.

"I've met the master, I've met Sister Ling,"

"Well, no gift,"

Yan Qinglan, Zhao Pengcheng, and Tang Jian from behind also walked in and hurriedly saluted again.

"Stop being polite and sit down and talk," Fu Ling'er motioned for them all to sit down.

The four people hurriedly walked to the lower seat and sat down. Immediately, eight eyes were staring at the long-lost master, as if they had a lot to say and were waiting for the master to ask questions.

"Why don't you see anyone else? Where are Ji Nian and the others?" Fu Ling'er didn't see anyone else, but she remembered sending ten people here.

"Sister Hui Ling, Ji Nian, Lu Li, Zhang Qingbo, and Hua Yuheng all went to the training platform yesterday. They just went there yesterday. This time I heard they said they would not come back within three months. I didn't notify them."

"Well, how's their practice going? It's all going well, how about you?"

"Sister Hui Ling, they cherish the hard-won opportunity to practice very much. Among them, Ji Nian is the hardest working one, and his cultivation level is also improving the fastest. Everyone... everyone..." Zhou Mu couldn't continue, and mentioned When I arrived at Ji Nian, I also had a toothache. That Ji Nian was simply the king of rolls. Among the fourteen of them, Ji Nian was chasing after them desperately. They didn't dare to relax even a little bit, and their spirits were always tense.

Fu Ling'er saw Zhou Mu's unspeakable expression and wondered what she didn't understand.

"He really works hard, haha, this is a good thing,"

"Uncle Nian is gone?" Wan Qiyuan turned to Tang Jian and asked.

"Yes, Master, the elder left during the Chinese New Year last year. As soon as he left, Senior Liang went out to practice, saying he was going to look for opportunities."

"In addition to Uncle Nian, has anyone ascended in recent years?"

"Not yet," Tang Jian shook his head. He had heard a few years ago that there were several people from the orc tribe who hoped to ascend, but seven or eight years had passed and there was no news for whatever reason.

"Master, Sister Ling, are you going to ascend and leave this time?" Finally, Zhou Mu asked the question that everyone had vaguely guessed.

Wan Qiyuan looked around at the few people, then nodded and replied firmly,

"Yes, Ling'er and I are leaving, you have to work harder!"

"Hiss, Master, Sister Ling, you...you...are you... so fast? How many years has it been?" Zhou Mu opened his mouth in shock. Based on his knowledge of the two of them, as Master and Sister Ling were, If you can cultivate the ability of super speed, you can be hundreds or even thousands of years faster than others at most.

I didn't expect it to be so fast, in less than eight years?

For a long time, there was silence in the front hall.

"What? Are you not happy that Yuan Fei and I have been promoted?"

"Sister Ling, don't say that. We were just shocked by the news and couldn't recover for a while, okay? Sister Ling, master, you are simply...are..." Zhou Mu couldn't find a suitable one for a while. Adjectives to describe the demonic talents of the two.

"Congratulations, Master, congratulations to Sister Ling, and I wish you both a successful ascension." Zhao Pengcheng, who had been silent, expressed his sincere blessings with excitement.

"Yes, yes, yes, congratulations to the two masters on their successful ascension." The other three people immediately congratulated them.

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan looked at each other and smiled. They would not let them down.