Sincerely

The cold spring is cold, and it is the new life.

Zhao Xiaoxing wiped the sweat from his forehead and cleaned the falling snow in the mountains.He is an outer disciple with a low cultivation base in the Cangyu Sect, but during the Qi refining period, he can only do some physical work such as sweeping snow, and seek a little bit of contribution to the sect to make a living.

However, Zhao Xiaoxing still has some ambitions.

This place is a small space that is not under the jurisdiction of the Cangyu Sect.

It is said that it used to be a realm of phantom spirits, but later it suffered a devastating blow and fell into the abyss. After these years, it fell back to the realm of comprehension and regained some vitality.Then the small secret realm was taken by the Cangyumen, trying to use it as a place to cultivate spiritual plants and spiritual beasts after raising their vitality.

Zhao Xiaoxing thought that even if the secret realm was destroyed thousands of years ago, there would still be some good things left, so he specially submitted the application and was assigned to work in the secret realm.

"Hey! How great would it be if I had the talent and talent of Zhao Zhenxing, the head of Zhao Zhenxing who made the Cangyu Sect flourish and became a famous sect in Central Continent thousands of years ago?" Zhao Xiaoxing couldn't help but sigh.

Suddenly, he felt something strange.

Zhao Xiaoxing was startled and mistakenly thought that it was a chance, so he hurriedly threw away the broom and went to plan things in the snow with his hands.

But when he took the thing out for a look, Zhao Xiaoxing was extremely disappointed: what he dug out was a flute made of white jade.

"What did you think it was? It's just a jade flute that doesn't have any aura..."

then.

He was tapped on the shoulder.

Zhao Xiaoxing was so frightened that he turned his head abruptly, and saw a young man in Chinese clothes standing behind him at some point, looking at him with a smile on his face.This person has a handsome and graceful face, full of nobility, which made Zhao Xiaoxing instantly think of those well-cultivated young masters from a family of cultivators.And beside the young master, there is also the person in charge of the Cangyumen stationed in the small secret realm.

"Little brother, can you lend me a look at the flute in your hand?" Mr. Huafu chuckled.

The person in charge of the sect standing with him hurriedly pushed Zhao Xiaoxing: "You...you belong to our Cangyu Sect, give the flute to Young Master Wei."

"oh oh……"

Zhao Xiaoxing didn't refuse, and handed over the flute directly.

Mr. Wei took the flute, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.After a while, he collected his thoughts, looked at the person in charge of the sect, and said, "Mr. Zhu, I'm a young man with little talent and learning. May I ask why there are black marks on this flute?"

The person in charge of the sect thought for a while, and asked Mr. Wei to show him the flute, but after checking the jade flute with his spiritual sense, he frowned.

"Mr. Zhu?" Young Master Wei asked in a harmonious voice.

The person in charge with a round figure handed the flute back to Mr. Wei, a little suspicious: "This trace... should be left behind by someone who has been controlling it for many years. There is blood and evil on it. I am afraid that the holder has practiced some kind of blood forbidden technique." ……Uh-huh!?"

He suddenly remembered something.

"This flute...isn't it a relic of that demon?"

Young Master Wei asked doubtfully, "Evil?"

Zhao Xiaoxing also became interested, and looked at the cultivator surnamed Zhu curiously.

Mr. Zhu waved his hand: "Before Cangyumen took over this small secret realm, I found the aura of blood demons in it. Hey! Mr. Wei, you don't know that this secret realm has a lot of background before it falls, yes Immortal Realm, the residence of the Everstar Gate in the legend."

"It's just that... the Changxing Gate was colluded by those hypocritical righteous ways to destroy the sect, and the entire sect destroyed itself, which made this fairyland lose its vitality. And that blood demon! It was He Lianyi, a disciple of the righteous way who disappeared during the extermination of the gate! But , because of the long time ago, he cultivated the way of blood again, his realm has already collapsed, and he died in the secret realm."

"This flute may have been stained with black marks because it has been held by him all the time. But...Since He Lianyi repaired the blood path, even if he fell into the slit in the fantasy world, he could escape. Why did he die here... ..."

Mr. Wei was thoughtful.

Zhao Xiaoxing chuckled: "Could it be thinking about people when you see things? Jade flute, jade flute, isn't it true that blood demons also hurt the old and the old, and miss the old people?"

"Who knows?"

Mr. Wei shook his head, put away the jade flute, found a few top-grade spirit stones from the storage bag on his waist, and threw them to Zhao Xiaoxing.As an outer disciple, Zhao Xiaoxing had never seen such a "big money", and he looked straight at him.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoxing accepting the spirit stone, Mr. Wei glanced at Mr. Zhu again, and pointed at the happy Zhao Xiaoxing: "You are a disciple of the Cangyu Sect, but you are clever, why don't you let him be your guide and lead me along."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Mr. Zhu hurriedly smiled.

Zhao Xiaoxing was also happy, after all, Mr. Wei looked rich and powerful, and it would be beneficial to follow him, so he took the Lingshi and followed Mr. Wei who was about to leave.After Zhao Xiaoxing followed, Mr. Wei flicked his sleeves, called out a long sword, and walked with Zhao Xiaoxing's sword. It didn't take a moment for him to pass through the sky.

He asked, "Have you ever heard of someone?"

"Master Wei Xian, who do you want to know?" Zhao Xiaoxing was flattering at the moment.

"A... old friend from thousands of years ago."

Zhao Xiaoxing thought for a while: "This...won't you tell me the name first if you are an immortal teacher?"

"That kid, his name is Chu Xunzhen, have you ever heard of it?"

Zhao Xiaoxing shook his head: "I don't know."

Mr. Wei didn't care about it, and said: "The other person, have you heard of it? His name is Zheng Duofeng."

Now Zhao Xiaoxing knew it: "Is that what the fairy teacher said, Old Demon Zheng?"

"What old devil?"

Zhao Xiaoxing got excited: "Hey! Master Wei Xian, you don't know that this Zheng Duofeng is said to be a generation of wizards. Although he came from a down-and-out family, his luck is extremely strong. For some reason, he got the chance and soared into the sky, making countless cultivators envious It's just... After he became famous, he somehow fell into the devil's way, and was finally killed by the cultivators of the Northern Territory on the ice field battlefield, and fell into the abyss of the battlefield. Some people said that he became this for a beauty. Like... Hey, what kind of beauty is that?" He actually got a little fanciful.

Young Master Wei asked again: "Then is he dead?"

"It is said that someone saw him crawling out of the abyss of the battlefield... But it is unclear now. Although the cultivator goes against the sky, he does not have eternal life... But I think, if he is willing to end up like that for the stunning beauty, he is Entering reincarnation, I am afraid that I will continue to entangle with the other party."

"Is that so... so, it's okay, I think he won't be in danger anymore..."

Zhao Xiaoxing raised his head, feeling that this Young Master Wei is not only highly cultivated, but also a person who is nagging, making people unable to see his true face, so he couldn't help asking: "I don't know, Immortal Master... Dare to ask the name of the Immortal Master?"

"I?"

Young Master Wei looked into the distance, feeling nostalgic.

Clouds and mist hovered in the distance.

Baiyun thousands of years empty.

"...Just call me, Wei Nianzhen."