I am no longer worthy of this resentful senior sister!

Ye Linglong's eyes quickly turned to the place where the sound originated, and she didn't know when a person appeared in front of the stone room.

A man, and a very familiar-looking man.

Because this man actually looked exactly like Di Lianyun, like a grown-up version of Qianjun.

Coupled with the other party's slightly transparent body, Ye Linglong quickly guessed the other party's identity.

His master, whom he had never met before, was Emperor Changling.

However, this Emperor's Order should be a fragment of the soul he left behind, so it still looks a bit green and tender.

"You are a little girl who is decisive and not sloppy. I like it!!!" Di Changling looked at Ye Linglong admiringly, with unconcealable affection in his eyes.

Qianjun looked at Di Lianyun in front of him with red eyes.

The entire spirit body trembled: "Master...Master!"

It has been tens of thousands of years, and he has not seen his master again for tens of thousands of years.

In that battle, I watched my master fall in front of me but I couldn't do anything about it. This was an eternal pain.

Ye Linglong glanced at Qianjun comfortingly, then knelt down to salute very simply, and respectfully called Master.

In any case, he inherited his Qianjun Divine Sword, and Qianjun became his disciple. Emperor Changling was his master.

Emperor Changling seemed to have guessed something, and nodded lovingly towards Ye Linglong: "Well~ Disciple, be good, get up."

After Ye Linglong stood up, Emperor Changling looked at Qianjun, his voice full of emotion: "Little Qianjun, you have changed a lot."

Qianjun couldn't hold back the cool expression on his face, and his eyes were red. Although it was a sword spirit, it should have no tears, but at this moment, a line of tears could not stop falling down his cheeks.

The sword spirit shed tears. After all these years, Qianjun still misses Emperor Changling in his heart and misses the days when they traveled together in the fairyland.

"Don't cry, Qianjun." The emperor's order floated to Qianjun's side and stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Qianjun's cheek.

But his hand easily passed through Qianjun's cheek and touched nothing.

Emperor Changling was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "I almost forgot that I am just a fragment of the soul left behind from before, not even a spirit body."

Qianjun's expression became even sadder.

This split soul was left behind by him and Emperor Chang Ling back then, and the words of the other party still vaguely echoed in his ears.

But now the old friend is no longer here.

The emperor ordered: "What time is it now?"

Qianjun was still immersed in his own thoughts. Ye Linglong thought for a while and then replied: "It should be more than ten thousand years ago."

Ten thousand years ago, Emperor Changling was already the Immortal Emperor, and the treasure hiding place in the Immortal Realm should have been set up by him before he became the Immortal Emperor, so the time should be older than ten thousand years ago.

"Eighteen thousand years." Qianjun suddenly said.

Emperor Chang ordered: "It turns out that so much time has passed. I should have fallen by this time."

He said it with great certainty, even though he was the split soul left behind by the Emperor's Order 18,000 years ago, he was not the Immortal Emperor at that time.

But being able to become an Immortal Emperor in just a few thousand years has to be online both in terms of talent and IQ.

Eighteen thousand years is enough time for a lot of things to happen, and Qianjun is coming with his apprentice now, which means that he is probably no longer here.

Ye Linglong had to admit that the master she had never met before was very smart.

"Yes, Master, you have been dead for tens of thousands of years." Ye Linglong replied simply.

Emperor Changling hesitated and said: "You mean I have been dead for tens of thousands of years?"

Ye Linglong nodded.

"But..." I see that you are just a child over two hundred years old now. I have been dead for tens of thousands of years. How did I accept you as my disciple? "

Ye Linglong: "..." I don't know why, it's so weird to hear me say that I have been dead for tens of thousands of years in front of me, even though the person in front of me now is just a separated soul.

Qianjun said at the right time: "Of course I helped you collect them. The good seedlings you just found recently were apprentices from the lower world. In just two hundred years, they rose from the lower world to the immortal world, and now they are all the immortal kings. Your cultivation is much better than what you were before."

At this time, Qianjun looked like a stinker.

Ye Linglong was silent for a moment and thought about it, but then she still didn't tell her why she was unwilling to admit herself as the master after she defeated Qianjun because of the thunder.

Let him show off.

After all, it's my own sword spirit, so I can't be disrespectful to it.

Emperor Changling also nodded to show respect, as if coaxing a child: "Yes, yes, Qianjun is the best."

After receiving the emperor's order's affirmation, Qianjun's face suddenly became even more disgusting, and he began to talk about their subsequent experiences.

Ye Linglong couldn't help but feel a little silent when she looked at the two parties who were talking happily and the other who was nodding happily from time to time.

Why do I suddenly feel like a loving father and a filial son? This is to coax the child, definitely.

In the following time, Qianjun talked endlessly about how he and Emperor Changling had ventured into the Immortal Realm before, until finally Emperor Changling killed everyone, became the Immortal Emperor, and accepted several apprentices.

What followed was a battle between immortals and demons. He was attacked by a trusted friend and his soul was completely destroyed. Not even his soul was left behind.

Ye Linglong listened with great interest. Qianjun never talked about these things much in the past. She only knew that her master was sneak attacked by her friends on the battlefield of immortals and demons, and the details she recounted were not as detailed as they are now.

"I said at the beginning that that guy didn't look like a good person, but you still believed him, and here's the result!!! Hmph!"

Emperor Changling nodded in a good-tempered manner: "Yes, yes, it's all my fault. It's all my fault for not listening to you."

Ye Linglong: "..." Sure enough, he was still coaxing the child. He was treating Qianjun as a child.

However, Qianjun's previous image had always been that of a cold and cool guy. This was the first time she had seen such an arrogant character.

……

Perhaps because he was happy to see Emperor Changling again, or perhaps because he had said all the words he had said for so many years, Qianjun fell asleep without knowing when, with his head resting on Emperor Changling's lap, and there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. A hint of a smile.

After touching Qianjun's head, Di Changling raised his head and looked at Ye Linglong, sighing deeply: "It must have had a very hard time without me for these ten thousand years."

Ye Linglong was a little silent. During those ten thousand years, Qianjun had been guarding the ancient secret realm. Even though it was eroded by the demonic energy, he never thought of leaving. Perhaps it was because there was still the aura of the Emperor's Order there.

After all, it is a divine sword, its sharpness can break all things, how could it be inseparable from a small secret realm.

"I can see that if it doesn't say anything, the ten thousand years without me must have been unhappy, but..."

His voice changed: "It should be happy following you now."

They had been together for who knows how many years, and Emperor Changling probably knew Qianjun better than it knew itself.