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A dream that I haven't entered for many years.

Zhou Yan came here again, he saw the man in the frosty white robe, with his back to him, gradually buried by the petals, without sound...

Wake up and the dream has come true.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes, looked at the green and black roof of the inn, and lost his mind for a moment.

"Are you awake?" Bu Youyin approached and handed him a cup of hot water.

"Thank you."

Zhou Yan took it, thanked him, turned his head and asked, "Is it almost time?"

Bu Youyin shook his head, and counted with his fingers, "It will take ten days before this secret realm of hiding the heart will be opened. But you don't need to worry, Shen Huan's injury is not urgent."

"If you can't find the [Soul Retaining Wood], is he really hopeless?"

Bu Youyin nodded.

"I killed him." Zhou Yan gritted his teeth.

"Things are unpredictable, and you don't have to take all the blame on yourself."

It has been half a year since Li Muqi rebelled against Xuanji Gate after killing his master, and the secret realm of Hidden Heart has been opened again. In order to get the spiritual material [Retaining Soul Wood] that can save Shen Huan, Zhou Yan and Bu Youyin both came to this place by the sea Inn.

"Have you heard of [Spiritual Wood] before?"

"If there is no record in the [Golden Pavilion], I can't know. However," Bu Youyin paused, and then continued after receiving Zhou Yan's questioning gaze, "I don't know why, this trip, I always feel uncomfortable. It will be peaceful."

"It hurts you."

"Song Han is my best friend."

"I am ashamed of my master... Since he and my parents died, I have no cultivation base, but I have done nothing for them... Instead, I am a priest... I spent too much time on myself..."

When Zhou Yan mentioned Mu Qi, he still had an unacceptable expression on his face. He got out of bed, came to the window, looked up at the bright moon, clasped his hands tightly, and hammered on the window sill.

"I'll give everyone an explanation."

"People who practice the Tao are ruthless and desireless, which is more conducive to their practice. That's why some people specialize in the ruthless way."

"Perhaps those people are right."

Ruthless?

He couldn't do it, tried many times, but still couldn't let go, Zhou Yan thought blankly, if he saw Mu Qi again, could he really abandon the past and take his life directly?What if he has something to hide?

If so, why not tell him?Still lied to him for so many years?

Nothing makes sense.The excuses he made for Mu Qi were too easy to be overthrown, and he couldn't defend him.

That promise may not be fulfilled.

Zhou Yan suddenly called out [Bu Feixian], held the hilt of the sword, and his eyes gradually became firm:

Since I promised to accompany you for the rest of my life, I will definitely do it, Mu Qi, I will take you and myself.

Bu Youyin sighed heavily, and closed the door and window for him.

"There are still ten days, you should rest."

The past cannot be recalled, Zhou Yan meditated for ten days in order to prevent himself from dreaming about Mu Qi, and the ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

The entrance to the Hidden Heart Secret Realm was not difficult to find, and following Bu Youyin, an old demon cultivator who had already been there once, Zhou Yan quickly got rid of other people in the secret realm and came to the place recorded in [Golden Pavilion].

Zhou Yan looked left and right, and scanned with his spiritual sense over and over again, but he didn't see any tree-like spiritual materials, only piles of rocks and weeds.

"Could it be the wrong place?"

Bu Youyin looked up, there was no sun or moon in the sky above the secret realm, which made people suspicious and even more uneasy.

Just when Zhou Yan was going to look for it in other places, it seemed to freeze for a moment. Everyone, the bright ones and the dark ones, remained motionless, like three-dimensional paintings.

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Zhou Yan looked puzzled at the mountain residence in front of him, with ups and downs, a circle of unknown purple flowers in front of the door, the fence seemed to be newly built, and there were many butterflies flying in the courtyard.

How did I come to such a place?

He took another step and entered the yard. This time, it was not so easy. A sword flew out of the house and was placed on his neck.

A voice came, "It's just a mortal, Yudie, let him in."

Jade butterfly?Another familiar name.

【Girl, who are you? 】

[I am the daughter of the Pengqiu Yu family, ranked sixth, and my name is Yudie. 】

The flying sword on the neck was let go, landed, and turned into a girl in a purple dress.She blinked and looked around Zhou Yan a few times, "Who are you? How did you come to Blue Flower Valley?"

"My name is Zhou Yan. Miss Yudie."

"Which two words?"

Zhou Yan couldn't help but took her palm and wrote his name with his fingers.

Yudie smiled and withdrew her hand, "Go in, the master agrees! No one has come to Blue Flower Valley for a long time, will you stay?"

Zhou Yan didn't know how to answer her. As he walked forward, he bumped into a shadow on the ground. Looking up, the master Yu Die spoke of had come out, standing on the steps, dressed in white clothes like fresh snow, with a headband fluttering along with his long hair, and a handsome figure. Long, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, thin lips tightly closed, his eyes are falling on himself.

"In the next week weir..."

"Yuan Jingming."

Zhou Yan folded his hands and bowed to see him, but he didn't know what the three words he whispered meant, so he looked confused.Although the person in front of him couldn't see his cultivation, Zhou Yan instinctively had a desire to submit, even in front of Lu Yingchao and Master Menghe, Zhou Yan never felt this way.

"The master's name is Yuan Jingming." Yudie reminded.

Yuan Jingming······

Another sense of familiarity from the soul, deeper than the first time I saw Bu Youyin, and confused myself...

Zhou Yan stayed where he was, looking at Yuan Jingming without moving.

"Leave me to talk to him for a while."

Yuan Jingming saw Zhou Yan's predicament and ordered the others to retreat.While speaking, six swords flew out of his body, each with its own characteristics, either radiant or jade-like moonlight, fell to the ground, and turned into six men.The youngest boy jumped into Yudie's arms and rubbed her neck, "Sister!"

"Let's go, Yushen!" Yudie pulled him, followed behind her brother, and disappeared by the fence.

"Where did they go?" Zhou Yanfang regained consciousness, opened his mouth wide, and asked.

"Houshan." Yuan Jingming thought about where the seven brothers and sisters of the Yu family usually go.With a wave of his sleeve, a stone table appeared in the courtyard, he sat down and called Zhou Yan to drink tea together.

When Zhou Yan really wanted to bring the tea to his mouth, Yuan Jingming regretted it and snatched the teacup back, "I'm confused." If the mortal in front of him drank [Herborist] and lived hundreds of years longer, Si Ming should I went to talk to him long-windedly.

Zhou Yan didn't know why, so he quietly listened to his speech.

"Zhou Yan, can you tell me something about your life?" Yuan Jingming hesitated for a moment, but asked out of curiosity.

Although it was a bit difficult to say, Zhou Yan still told him some important encounters.Although he was a stranger, he didn't seem to have any unspeakable secrets in front of this person.

"It turned out to be like this." After hearing this, Yuan felt a little disappointed, "The fate of a person is really unpredictable. Although I don't know how you can get rid of Si Ming's original arrangement and overlap with my soul, what do you want, I will do my best. .”

"Actually, I came to Hidden Heart Secret Realm this time...or, the Blue and White Valley mentioned by Yu Die is to get the [Spiritual Soul Wood]...I have a person who owes a lot and needs This thing saves lives."

"[Soul Retaining Wood]?" Yuan Jingming was taken aback, "Could it be the meaning of heaven?"

This morning, the plant that he had cultivated for 2 years, "Thousands of Sufferings", finally bloomed, then withered, and ignited, leaving behind a small piece of blue wood. According to what Di Shen said, this tree was named " Remaining Soul Wood].