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Chapter 234 So what about master and apprentice (70)

Qin Yi'ao, who was swept away by ecstasy, poured spiritual power into the sword body.

The light of Qianye Shui Changsheng is getting brighter and brighter.

Until, the cracks on the body were repaired, and its aura was as cold as its owner.

"I'll take you to find him."

Holding the sword tightly, Qin Yimai's eyes burst with endless vitality.

This time he easily opened the ban on Songhe Cave.

Before leaving, Qin Yimai had the feeling that he could enter and exit Songhe Cave at will.

He did not go into details, but rushed to Mingzong first.

……

Since that day, the spiritual power in the world of cultivation is no longer scarce, and there are many more people who can practice in the mortal world, but at the same time——

Those who behave despicably and use their power to bully others have reached a bottleneck in their practice.

It's as if something is blocking them. Not only are their spiritual powers increasingly unable to be cultivated, but they will also encounter various ambushes and dangers when they walk on the road for no reason.

Many people have died because of this in the past ten years.

The first to bear the brunt of the disaster was Jianming Mountain. It is said that even the leader of Jianming Mountain fell to two realms.

Both Mingzong and Yun'an Temple were strict with themselves and did not suffer much interference.

Thinking that Ming Xiao's life was required for this situation made them feel bad when watching the show.

"Mingxiao...?"

Yun Zheng and Xu Zhiren, who were drinking tea, looked at each other and stood up suddenly.

He looked at Qin Yiai who ignored the restrictions on Yunwu Peak and walked towards them.

They all thought he was dead.

Otherwise, why would Ming Xiao sacrifice himself without any hesitation? But looking at Qin Yiahao in front of him...

They couldn't say anything.

Qin Yinai approached with Qianye Shui Changsheng in his hand: "Uncle Master, Uncle Xu, do you know where A Li is?"

Looking at Qin Yiahao with anxious eyebrows, who was obviously full of Mingxiao's spiritual power but couldn't notice anything, Yun Zheng sighed: "He came back ten years ago, but left soon, and we don't know who he is now. Where."

A Li is not even here with Ming Zong, so where will he go?

"I'll go find him."

After saying this, without waiting for a response, Qin Yimai left in a hurry.

Xu Zhiren looked at Yun Zheng beside him: "Why don't you tell him the truth?"

Qin Yiai now not only has his own power, but also Qin Yili's. Otherwise, how could he have restored Qianye Shui Changsheng and opened the Songhe Cave.

"He might not know it."

It’s just self-deception.

Xu Zhiren also fell into silence.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yimai, who had already figured out his thoughts, was walking on the road. What she saw was a peaceful and quiet place. Everyone's face was filled with vitality, and the spiritual energy around them was pure and upright.

Such a scene made him slow down.

"Spiritual power, give me your spiritual power..." Suddenly a man in tattered clothes attacked two young people, but before he could touch them, an unknown force restrained him. With his neck stretched out, he could only step back continuously, and finally staggered and fell in front of Qin Yiai.

His pupils tightened as he raised his head: "You, you are... Demon Lord Qin Yimai?!"

When Qin Yi'ai saw his face, he felt familiar. Searching his memory, he found that he was once his defeated general. After his demon body was exposed, he was one of the culprits who incited everyone to execute him.

His words attracted the attention of many people.

But unlike Qin Yiai's idea of killing everyone, everyone looked at him with admiration and admiration. Such weird eyes made Qin Yiai feel uncomfortable all over.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was staring at him with a look of resentment on his face: "How did you become like this?"

"It's all thanks to you! Why? Why can others absorb spiritual power, why can't I?!" His mind occupied by anger, he forgot what happened just now, and wanted to pounce on Qin Yiyao again for revenge.

but--

Purple thunder fell from the sky and struck him.

Suddenly it turned into a charred black mass and fell to the ground thrashing.

Qin Yi'ao was a little confused by this situation, but others were used to it, and there were people who skillfully moved the people who were burned to black charcoal to the roadside where they would not cause obstacles to others.

He had a speechless reaction and went straight to the Demon Palace ignoring those excited eyes.

What surprised him was that there was not much difference between this place and a hundred years ago.

The only exception is——

Looking at Hu Yu, whose face was full of smiles, and the woman being supported by him, Qin Yi'ai's pupils tightened: "Protector Liu?!"

The two looked at him in surprise.

It was Hu Yu who was the first to react: "It must be Demon Lord Mingxiao who saved you."

Although it seemed that the Demon Lord was holding him tightly, Hu Yu could see clearly that if Mingxiao Immortal Lord had not intentionally manipulated each other, the two of them would not have broken through the secular world.

Qin Yi'ai looked at them and didn't react for a while: "You..."

Hu Yu showed a happy smile: "We were childhood sweethearts, but Liu'er's training went wrong and she was covered in bones, so she didn't want to be involved with me. Now that she has returned to her original self, we are married."

Guardian Liu, who was always covered in black cloth, showed a faint smile: "If it weren't for the Demon Lord, we wouldn't be where we are today."

The two of them knelt down towards Qin Yinai.

Qin Yi'ao's expression did not change much after receiving their courtesy: "I am no longer the Demon Lord."

Hu Yu was startled and said: "The one we kneel down to worship is Qin Yiai of Mingzong."

He didn't say anything more, but turned and left.

Yu Wenxing was found drunk in a restaurant in the Demon Cultivator Realm. At that time, he was rubbing shoulders with a group of Demon Cultivators, showing no trace of the hatred he had a hundred years ago.

"Me? Why go back to Jianming Mountain? What if I go back to a sect like that! I might as well stay here to drink and have fun with you!"

Although Yu Wenxing said this, Qin Yiai could see the light righteousness in his body and the coldness of his eyebrows that he occasionally raised.

It seems that his indulgence is also intended to paralyze the people behind him.

Without paying too much attention, Qin Yimai hurried to the next destination.

He looked for that figure aimlessly.

Whenever he was on the verge of collapse, Qianye Shui Changsheng would appear with a faint luster of spiritual power. This emptiness gave him support and allowed him to embark on the path of searching again.

Until I searched for ten years.

His fame spread throughout the world of cultivation.

Everyone knows that Mingzong Qin Yinai, who once saved the world of cultivation, is back.

The identity of the leader of Jianming Mountain was also completely exposed.

It turned out that he was the culprit who killed Qin Yuran thousands of years ago and put all the blame on Lin Ziqi.

He did not die, but survived by absorbing other people's spiritual power. He also founded Jianming Mountain, but secretly did a lot of harm to righteous monks. Even those who died in Songhe Cave were all him. The hands and feet that move from it.

Yu Wenxing, who exposed the truth, became the head of Jianming Mountain and rectified all the scum in the sect, while Kong Jian also became the head of Yun'an Temple.

Everyone was moving forward, only Qin Yimao was left where he was.

The pouring rain wet him and blurred his face.

Qin Yimai just looked up at the gray sky.

He didn't even have the strength to move his lips.

Ali...

After ten years, he finally understood why he had no words left for him.

I want him to witness with his own eyes this world that is devoted to his life.

The hope that keeps him alive even in pain.

but……

And he was reluctant to impose his own thoughts on him.

So he was given ten years of choices.

Looking at the crystal-white Qianye Shui Changsheng in his hand, Qin Yiai's eyes had a clear, sparkling light, and he gently stroked the sword.