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Fang Suyi had actually been awake for several years.

That day when the Wang Shu sword was broken, his soul was severely injured. He thought that this time it was really going to be the end of the game, but he didn't expect that he was floating and climbed out with his last breath.

Probably God has never seen him so tenacious, so he gave up and took him back, and let him be found by Meng Mingchao.

Meng Mingchao has been looking for him for nearly a hundred years.

Not only did he look for him, he also found the remnants of Wen Xiuyue and Qi Chu wandering between heaven and earth, and sent them back to Shanhaimen.

It can also be regarded as a signal, telling Xiao Minghe that he is not dead yet.

Although the warlock family put down the enchantment, the elders passed the secret method of repairing the soul to Meng Mingchao when they picked up relics in front of them and used them as sword spirits.

He took Fang Shiyi's remnant soul and traveled to many places, as he did thousands of years ago, and brought him back to this world with his own hands.

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Fang Shiyi thought to himself, even if the human race was going to be destroyed this time, he would not interfere with him again.

Otherwise, how can I be worthy of this person's hard work.

He has fulfilled the contract, and he can really go back to Shanhaimen, stand under the flower tree of Lanyueju, and be with him for another thousand years.

Although everyone is happy, Fang Shiyi is also a little distressed.

Xiao Minghe seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, and he would not shut him down anymore, he wanted to return the position of sect master to Fang Shiyi.

Fang Shiyi: "...Junior brother, I only have one or two floors left in my cultivation, let me be the head of the sect? Are you kidding me?"

Xiao Minghe was extremely tough: "Whoever dares to say one more thing, I will make him look good."

Fang Shiyi thought that his mother's knowledge is really good. The second junior brother who had been sneering at him for more than ten years because he became a senior disciple, unexpectedly had such a day.

He was forced to take up the important task of the human race thousands of years ago, and died because of the human race thousands of years later. How could he want to sit in this position? He smiled slightly and quietly retreated to Meng Mingchao: "I can't bear the position of sect master...how about In this way, you wait for the third junior brother to wake up and pass on the position of sect master to him? The third junior brother is calm, he must be suitable for him in this position!"

Before Xiao Minghe scolded his mother, he rolled Meng Mingchao and ran away after speaking.

The speed is so fast, it doesn't look like a person who has lost his cultivation base.

Xiao Minghe: "..."

He really thought about giving Qi Chu the burden.

Qi Chu was sent back two years later because his soul was not as tough as Wen Xiu's. In fact, his soul was more complete than Wen Xiu's.

After Meng Mingchao's secret repairs, he has been able to communicate with people intermittently over the years.

Xiao Minghe was also a stick, so he went directly to the forbidden area of ​​Shanhaimen where the remnant souls were warmed and nourished, and approached Qi Chu's remnant souls and said, "Third Junior Brother, the Senior Senior Brother and the Junior Junior Brother are back."

Qi Chu's soul fluctuations were relatively weak, and he spoke intermittently: "Is it really... so good..."

Xiao Minghe: "I will return the position of sect master to him, but he doesn't want it, so I am going to give it to you."

Qi Chu was shocked: "This... makes..."

"This is a big event," Xiao Minghe bullied him to speak slowly, "I'll tell the elders. It just so happens that I have to retreat now, and when I leave the retreat, you should be able to come out and succeed the sect master."

Qi Chu: "..."

Fang Shiyi dragged Meng Mingchao and ran away, slipped to the vicinity of Fuyun Pavilion, and then remembered something: "Where are Mingming and Eggy?"

The loyal big snow-white cat and the fat bird who claimed to be a god bird seemed to have disappeared since he woke up.

Meng Mingchao lowered his head to protect him, and tied his fox fur a little tighter: "In the last battle of Shanhaimen, they were all injured, and they were taken to the Valley of the Medicine King, where the spiritual power was strong, so they refused to leave. "

Fang Suyi: "..."

This temper is really, a bit like him.

Fuyun Pavilion is having morning class at this time.

The teacher who taught was very familiar. It was Mr. Yi who taught in Fuyun Pavilion back then.

How many years has it been, and it's still this Mr. Grumpy.

Fang Shiyi became interested, hid outside the Fuyun Pavilion, and listened to the lectures inside.

The great war a hundred years ago has also been written into the history books, but today's juniors are ignorant, have not experienced it personally, and can't empathize with it, only "wow" constantly, expressing surprise.

"Sir, the situation was so critical at that time, how did you break the situation?"

A young disciple listened quite seriously and raised his hand to ask a question.

Mr. Yi stroked his long beard, and said slowly, "Because of a big monster."

"Demon?"

"That big monster helped the human race."

Not too long ago, there are still rumors in the world. Most of the disciples of this generation grew up surrounded by these stories. Seeing that the little disciple had never heard of them, they all said in one go: "It's a statue that received The injured monster was taken back to Shanhaimen by the elder brother of the sect owner, and in order to repay his kindness, he helped the human race."

"No, no, what I heard is that the big demon and the master admired each other. After the master passed away, he killed the half-demon who caused harm to the world to vent his anger..."

"My mother told me that it was the master uncle who was willing to be the sword spirit of the divine sword Wangshu, and he succeeded in beheading the half-demon, and then the sword shattered, the master uncle also lost his soul, and the little uncle left. "

It was rare for Mr. Yi not to get angry when his disciples quarreled. He looked at this group of young disciples with a dazed expression, as if he remembered something from many years ago because he mentioned a few names.

Fang Shiyi leaned on Meng Mingchao, listened to it with interest for a while, then turned around and smiled, "They seem to respect you."

Meng Mingchao's tone was cold: "I admire you more, senior brother. But I hope senior brother will remember the agreement with me and cherish yourself."

"Hey, it's natural." Fang Shiyi raised his chin, "Beauty, don't be so cold, just smile?"

Meng Mingchao looked at him helplessly: "Shiyi, you seem to like teasing me more and more."

"Naturally because I like it more and more, so I am teasing you."

As Fang Shiyi said, he leaned over and kissed him on the lips: "How about it, have a smile?"

Meng Mingchao was quiet for a while, but still laughed.

The two hooked up outside without any scruples, and were soon discovered by Mr. Yi in the cabinet: "Who's there!"

Fang Shiyi still had a conditioned fear of the old man, afraid of being caught writing a thesis, so he dragged Meng Mingchao and ran away.

It's early spring, and everything in the once devastated Shanhaimen wakes up, with peach blossoms and thousands of hectares of clear water.

Fang Shiyi's heart moved, he spread his fan, and said with a slight smile: "Xiao Mingchao, every time you take me to travel around the world, I always fall asleep, and I don't see much with my own eyes. If you are not tired of these mountains and rivers, How about walking slowly with me again?"

Meng Mingchao stared at him, the spring breeze brushed his forehead hair, revealing the tenderness in his eyes.

"it is good."

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