I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

The two came down to the ground, and the young elder finished his task, took his leave and left.

Qin Chiyu walked quickly to the courtyard, and when he passed the vegetable garden, he looked inside, but he didn't see anyone, so he went inside.

"Xiao Yu, you're back. We've been waiting here for half a day, come in quickly." As she said that, Han Xijian came up and grabbed Qin Chiyu's arm, dragging it in, asking while she was dragging, "I heard that the master has obtained the world. Secret treasure, you don't know that Wang Siyuan and Han Ling are going to die of acid, let me see, what does the secret treasure of heaven and earth look like?"

"See you, keep your voice down." Fu Weiyi was standing in the atrium, seeing Han Xijian bluffing, he immediately signaled him to stop, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Hmph, keep your voice low, you must want to know too." Han Xijian dragged Qin Chiyu to the stone table, patted the table, "Look, Brother Fu has packed everything, let's show it off!"

"The secret treasure of heaven and earth is with Immortal Lu." Qin Chiyu looked towards the backyard, "Where is Immortal Lu?"

"Ah, isn't Master with you?" Han Xi was stunned.

"Master has not come back." Fu Weiyi said.He realized that something might have happened, and the expression on Qin Chiyu's face was too obvious, as if his soul had been pulled out, "What happened? When was the last time you and Master met?"

"Fu Weiwei, don't talk nonsense, can you still lose the master?" Han Xijian elbowed Fu Weiyi.

"... Lu Xianchang, I'm gone." Qin Chiyu said, his legs softened, and he sat on the stone bench.

Lu Wanxian was gone.

The news quickly spread throughout the Taoist sect.

From the master of Qifeng to the peddlers in the Taoist market, it seems that they have fully grasped Lu Wanxian's movements overnight, and they can even recite his life background, including the legendary experience of the past 100 years, of course. , and most importantly, his whereabouts.

Lu Wanxian, the descendant of the owner of Dongming Island, has a mysterious life experience. He has a wealth of wealth and endless treasures. Sheng Qianqiu resigned from power, and the Sheng family, the largest family in Taoism, changed hands.The Wanhua Mountain he brought out is even more amazing. All members entered the top 100 in the Four Seas Ranking Tournament in just [-] years, and won the opportunity to compete with the cultivation powers in the Four Seas for the world-level secret treasure of the Void Flower Secret Realm.

However, when the limelight was in full swing, he disappeared. According to legend, he got the secret treasure of the virtual flower secret realm - no one knows how he snatched the secret treasure from the hands of those powers in the distraction period - and immediately found a place to hide When he got up to practice, he even abandoned his little apprentice. This is the most decisive and wise part of him, and he did not reveal his whereabouts to anyone.

"Isn't this all conjecture? If you want me to say, he might have been killed. How can a living person suddenly evaporate? Are all the powerful people on the top of the mountain eating for nothing? With a little spiritual awareness, wouldn’t it be possible to find traces of a person? Now that there’s no trace at all, he must have been murdered.”

On the No. [-] Xuanmen restaurant, a table of guests was discussing Lu Wanxian's whereabouts loudly. The color of patience, this guest has been talking about his guess upside down for two hours.

"Then who do you think did it?" The traveler asked hastily.

The curly bearded man who gave the lecture was an outer sect cultivator who failed many tests. He had a lot of grievances against the sect, and he was sour and envious. When he talked about the secrets, it was not a good thing: "This It's simple, whoever gains is the one who does it, and the masters in the Taoist sect are not fuel-efficient lamps, so naturally they will not jump out and say that they have snatched the secret treasure of heaven and earth, and let's wait for a year or so to see, whose repair To rise the fastest, whoever did it!"

Everyone suddenly realized: "There is some truth in saying this, but I heard that there has been a new batch of fresh blood in the Taoist sect recently, and the internal discipline is strict. When encountering such a disappearance case, it will definitely be thoroughly investigated. The culprit I'm afraid it's not that easy to get away with it."

"Hey, it's just the protection of officials and officials. Those who can kill people and seize treasures must be those few people. Can the high-level people in the Taoist sect still deal with themselves? Even if they find out, they are only punished with three glasses of wine. The cultivator of Dongming Island, just quietly—"

"Snapped!"

The table next door exploded, sending debris flying everywhere.

Everyone was startled and ran around. In the smoky atmosphere, naturally no one listened to the bragging of the outer cultivator.

When the smoke cleared, half of the people on the second floor ran away, and there were only a few or two companions left at the table of the outer monks, but he himself disappeared.

Everyone thought that the monk from the outer sect ran away timidly, and regretted not listening to him, only his companion looked at each other in blank dismay: "Where is the man, why did he disappear?" "He was still here just now."

The monk from the outer sect felt like he was flying through the clouds and was caught in the blue sky. He screamed endlessly, completely disregarding his image as a bearded man, shouting the taboos of the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas, begging for his life.

Suddenly, the fairy master holding him behind his back let go of his hand, and the outer monk fell straight down. The screams resounded through the valley, and countless crows were sent flying.

Seeing that when he hit the ground, he was grabbed again by a strong force. He went up and down three times. The monks from the outer sect were drooling and delirious, so he was placed on a high mountain peak by the immortal master, where birds don’t shit .

"Hmph, I thought there was some useful news, but who knows it's another nonsense." A pleasant young voice came from behind him, "Take care of your mouth in the future, you can't say anything, fortunately today you If it was heard by me, if it was heard by Junior Brother Qin—"

Outer sect monks are fighting with each other, thinking that you are scary enough, is there anything more frightening, Taoist disciples are indeed very cruel!

The young man clapped his hands and said: "Go down by yourself, we will never see you again." After saying that, the sound of footsteps left.

From the corner of the outer monk's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the beautiful immortal in the green fairy robe taking two steps, turning into a blue light and flying away.

What a god, how could he be so handsome...

Han Xijian returned to Wanhua Mountain angrily, the sun had already set to the west, and he couldn't find any valuable news today.

In front of Wanhua Villa, the enchantment cast by Lu Wanxian is still shining brightly, and the vegetable garden at the entrance is also the same as usual, where the flowers and trees are whirling, it seems that a familiar figure will come out in the next moment, with his sleeves rolled up, stepping on two legs. With muddy feet, he smiled and said, sorry to see you back.

Seeing that Han Xi was in a trance, she suddenly saw the shadow of the flower shaking, and couldn't help but widen her eyes. After a while, Fu Weiyi came out from the bushes, holding a pair of flower pliers in her hand.

"Why are you scaring me!" Han Xijian was disappointed and angry at the same time.

Fu Weiyi was taken aback: "No one prunes the flowers."

Han Xijian knew that he was very unreasonable, but at the moment when the flowers and trees were swaying, he really thought that Lu Wanxian would get out of it, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Seeing that Han Xijian's eye circles were red, Fu Weiwei put down his flower pliers, stepped out of the muddy ground, and came to Han Xijian.

He raised his muddy feet, stretched them towards the hem of Han Xijian's clothes, and said, "Rinse with water."

"Put water on your head!" Han Xijian rubbed the corners of her eyes, and laughed angrily at Fu Weiyi's action, tears also flowed out.

Waiting for Han Xijian to release the water spirit to Fu Weiyi and rinse the rattan shoelaces and feet together, the two sat side by side by the ditch outside the yard, watching the lush flowers and trees, green tiles flying, everything is thriving, opening up wasteland for Wanhua Mountain The person I was with disappeared, and my heart felt depressed again.

Han Xijian asked, "Did Junior Brother Qin come here today?"

"No."

"Then... did you send the message back?"

"delivered."

"Is there any news from Master?"

"No."

The two asked and answered as usual, and they had to ask and answer such questions every day.

When Qin Chiyu left, he told them to keep an eye on Wanhua Mountain, and to find Sheng Yusui if they had any problems, and waited for the rest of the time to wait for Lu Xianzhang to send a letter back, so that there would be no one in the house and no one to respond.

As for Qin Chiyu, he said that he would go to the desert of Xuhua Secret Realm to search again. The return date is uncertain, so there is no need to wait, but just to be on the safe side, he would contact Fu Weiwei every day with a paper crane or a sound transmission jade pendant.

Qin Chiyu's visit lasted for a whole month, and he used his spiritual sense to search every inch of sand within a hundred miles of the desert, and he only had to dig three feet to turn over the entire desert.

Got nothing.

As for Wanhua Mountain, the news they get every day is: no news.Han Xijian finally couldn't sit still, and left Fu Weiyi to watch the house. He also went out to search for news about Lu Wanxian. He focused his search on the Xuanmen Bazaar, where cultivators and ordinary people gathered. There is the most convenient way to disseminate news in the whole cultivation world, especially when it comes to the large gatherings of Taoism, practitioners from all over the world will gather here, as long as you spend a day in the restaurant in the market, you can listen to the latest gossip Seven seven eight eight.

Han Xijian did listen to a lot of gossips and opened up his mind. However, each of the gossips was groundless and unsubstantiated. After a closer look, it was nothing more than the nonsense of the outer cultivator he heard today, and he couldn't find any useful clues at all. .

"Alas..." Han Xijian buried her face in her sleeves, where did Master go?If nothing happened, why didn't you send them any letter?Is it true that the master suffered an accident as the outer monk guessed?

The more Han Xijian thought about it, the colder she felt, she hugged her arms involuntarily and stared at the ground with a pale face. Suddenly, an arm stretched out from the side, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and brought him into a firm and reliable embrace.

"Don't think wildly." Fu Weiyi said, the two of them were connected, so he could naturally feel Han Xijian's panic.

Han Xijian leaned against Fu Weiyi's neck and closed his eyes. He couldn't imagine what he would do without Fu Weiyi and only him facing all this.Qin Chiyu... what should I do?

Sometimes that's the way it is, thinking you can't live without someone.

One month later, Qin Chiyu was still alive and well.

The blazing sun had tanned him several shades, and his cheeks became rough and numb under the scorching heat.The originally round eyes were often squinted, resulting in slender and folded eyelids, but the eyes became sharper and gloomy, like eagles hovering in the air.

He has searched this desert seven times. Where there are sand springs, quicksand eddies, and Populus euphratica groups, he knows everything. Now that he has come to this sand dune again, he looks up, under the desolate and clean sky, The huge sand dunes are like ancient relics, with simple and vigorous lines that cannot be ignored.

Qin Chiyu sat down, took out the water bag from the mustard seed bag, raised his head, and poured it all down his throat, the burning feeling was slightly diluted.

He wiped his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and looked up.

Impossible to ascend, not so fast.

It takes 200 years to cultivate to the stage of integration, and there is still a stage of Mahayana, not to mention that there is no thunder calamity.

Where did that go?Could it be that he didn't come out?

But after the secret realm is over, the power that constitutes the secret realm will completely disintegrate, scattered between the heaven and the earth, and no trace can be found.

In other words, there is simply no space to accommodate another person.

There has never been such a situation in the history of Taoism.

The Fusheng Lianhua also disappeared with Lu Wanxian. Qin Chiyu had given him the Qingming Sword, so why did the Fusheng Lianhua disappear?

Qin Chiyu felt a headache, turned his head slightly, and curled his index finger against his temple.

In the end... where will it go?

Think about it, think about it, don't worry.

Qin Chiyu closed his eyes, calmed down, and went through the scene of that day in his mind again.

He held... and then...

The arms are empty.

At that time, he was immersed in strong emotions, and he didn't even notice when the Void Flower Secret Realm shattered, but when the secret realm released all its energy, he still felt the strong fluctuation of spiritual power, and even felt a little dizzy and nauseated.

The next moment, he stepped on this desert with nothing in his hand.

When... no?

Suddenly, Qin Chiyu remembered a feeling.

It seems that the abdomen was pushed a bit at that time, before the virtual flower secret realm shattered, yes, he didn't care, and then... the monks in the distraction stage only need a moment to migrate, that is to say, before the virtual flower secret realm shattered, Lu Wanxian pushed him, and then disappeared.

In Qin Chiyu's mind, a certain place gradually became clear, the lake, the black mist under the lake, and the pale face.

What's under that lake?

Why did the demons from the previous life emerge from that place?

Qin Chiyu stood up suddenly, and the water bag fell to the ground with a "slap".