He is lying on wooden furniture for sleeping
Chapter 71
Wuwangxian Zunsi did not return to the Mahayana realm and flew away.
The new Wuwang Immortal Venerable is only one step away from the Mahayana realm, and the sect has high hopes for him, but for some reason, he leaves without saying goodbye on a certain day.
Even the suzerain couldn't find his whereabouts.
The number of disciples of Wuwang Peak is very small, and those with high cultivation bases are all cultivating outside. In the end, the position of immortal venerable falls on Chi Jue.
"...Me?" Chi Jue was also very surprised when he learned of the suzerain's appointment.
It is claimed that the realm is about to reach great success, but the real realm is only the Nascent Soul stage, and only the suzerain and Chi Jue know about this matter.
Fortunately, Chi Jue has practiced in the mainland for many years. In terms of skill, no one can tell his level.
Since then, Chi Jue has become the lowest level immortal in the history of Yun Yinzong.
Every year, tens of thousands of immortal cultivators come to Yun Yinzong admiringly, and the huge Wuwang Peak gradually becomes lively.
Time flies, like a white horse passing by.
The peak of Wuwang Peak turns white and then green, green and white again, and the four seasons alternate. I don't know how many years have passed.
One day, Chi Jue witnessed the grand occasion of two disciples becoming Taoist couples.
Chi Jue had a lot of feelings about the apprentice he brought up with his own hands.
Suddenly, he remembered the person he cared about.
It's been so many years, and I haven't come back yet.
Do you really want to ascend to the upper realm to find him?
Although the two of them had only been together for a few years, which was a far cry from the long time after he left, but Chi Jue just missed him and cared about him.
It stands to reason that the longer the separation, the missing of a person will gradually fade away, but as time goes by, Chi Jue misses him more and more, every day, every moment.
Chi Jue, who was sick with longing, decided to retreat.
As for how long this retreat will last, he himself does not know.
Retreat, go out to solve some affairs, and then continue to retreat, let time slip through your fingers.
On this day, the weather was fine.
In the cloudless, blue sky, occasionally a few spirit birds flew by.
The disciples of Wuwang Peak who have not gone out to experience gathered in a vast place, practicing every move and style, and practicing body skills very seriously.
Suddenly, a gust of wind came, and a shadow was printed in the open space.
What was outlined by that shadow was actually a figure, and there was nothing riding on that person's feet.
Someone came on the wind.
The person who came was dressed in red, his clothes were flying, his imposing aura was like a fire burning for thousands of miles, he stood above the ground out of thin air, looking down at the disciples who had stopped moving.
The man casually lowered his head and glanced around, the face on the white neck was astonishing.
"Who are you?" In the crowd, a disciple asked tremblingly.
"Me?" The man's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said, "I am your master's husband."
"Husband? Do you mean Mr. Xianggong?"
"Master's husband?"
"Isn't Master a man?"
"Master is a man, but the beauty in front of me is a woman. The exchange of names may be due to the interest between their husband and wife."
"But that's clearly not a woman's voice."
"It doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman, let me say, Master, he didn't say he has a Taoist partner, did he?"
"Just because you haven't said it doesn't mean you don't have it."
The disciples began to whisper to each other.
Gradually, the whispers became louder, and various voices of dispute appeared.
The loud noise did not disturb Chi Jue who was in retreat, but he opened his closed eyes as if sensing something.
Standing up, making the sound of cloth rubbing against each other, Chi Jue came out of the gate.
Ten lives stood quietly above, not planning to come down.
Suddenly, the arc of his lips parted a little deeper.
The sensed breath is gradually approaching.
The earrings around Chi Jue's ears were shining brightly in the sun, and the cultivation in his dantian seemed to be echoed and circulated.
No excitement, no surprise, Chi Jue's heart was extremely calm, as if he knew he would come sooner or later.
Then, Chi Jue looked up, and the two looked at each other, looking deeply at each other.
The surrounding noise seemed to have disappeared, and there were only the two of them left in the world.
After a long time, Chi Jue smiled and said, "You're back."
"I am back."
"I waited for you a long time."
"I know."
"I miss you so much."
"I'll make the antidote."
"……I love you."
"I love you too."
The author has something to say: it's over.
After writing such braille for more than two hours, I was also drunk ==
I am deeply aware of the importance of saving manuscripts, and the result of writing now is that I can't get it back once I write it, reflecting on ing.
I will start writing the episode tomorrow~
It is estimated that it will not be very long, but it will not be done in one chapter,
I always feel a little sorry for these two sons, and I will write some short articles about them on the hard disk in the future.
Finally ask for a column to collect it~ I love you cute
The new Wuwang Immortal Venerable is only one step away from the Mahayana realm, and the sect has high hopes for him, but for some reason, he leaves without saying goodbye on a certain day.
Even the suzerain couldn't find his whereabouts.
The number of disciples of Wuwang Peak is very small, and those with high cultivation bases are all cultivating outside. In the end, the position of immortal venerable falls on Chi Jue.
"...Me?" Chi Jue was also very surprised when he learned of the suzerain's appointment.
It is claimed that the realm is about to reach great success, but the real realm is only the Nascent Soul stage, and only the suzerain and Chi Jue know about this matter.
Fortunately, Chi Jue has practiced in the mainland for many years. In terms of skill, no one can tell his level.
Since then, Chi Jue has become the lowest level immortal in the history of Yun Yinzong.
Every year, tens of thousands of immortal cultivators come to Yun Yinzong admiringly, and the huge Wuwang Peak gradually becomes lively.
Time flies, like a white horse passing by.
The peak of Wuwang Peak turns white and then green, green and white again, and the four seasons alternate. I don't know how many years have passed.
One day, Chi Jue witnessed the grand occasion of two disciples becoming Taoist couples.
Chi Jue had a lot of feelings about the apprentice he brought up with his own hands.
Suddenly, he remembered the person he cared about.
It's been so many years, and I haven't come back yet.
Do you really want to ascend to the upper realm to find him?
Although the two of them had only been together for a few years, which was a far cry from the long time after he left, but Chi Jue just missed him and cared about him.
It stands to reason that the longer the separation, the missing of a person will gradually fade away, but as time goes by, Chi Jue misses him more and more, every day, every moment.
Chi Jue, who was sick with longing, decided to retreat.
As for how long this retreat will last, he himself does not know.
Retreat, go out to solve some affairs, and then continue to retreat, let time slip through your fingers.
On this day, the weather was fine.
In the cloudless, blue sky, occasionally a few spirit birds flew by.
The disciples of Wuwang Peak who have not gone out to experience gathered in a vast place, practicing every move and style, and practicing body skills very seriously.
Suddenly, a gust of wind came, and a shadow was printed in the open space.
What was outlined by that shadow was actually a figure, and there was nothing riding on that person's feet.
Someone came on the wind.
The person who came was dressed in red, his clothes were flying, his imposing aura was like a fire burning for thousands of miles, he stood above the ground out of thin air, looking down at the disciples who had stopped moving.
The man casually lowered his head and glanced around, the face on the white neck was astonishing.
"Who are you?" In the crowd, a disciple asked tremblingly.
"Me?" The man's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said, "I am your master's husband."
"Husband? Do you mean Mr. Xianggong?"
"Master's husband?"
"Isn't Master a man?"
"Master is a man, but the beauty in front of me is a woman. The exchange of names may be due to the interest between their husband and wife."
"But that's clearly not a woman's voice."
"It doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman, let me say, Master, he didn't say he has a Taoist partner, did he?"
"Just because you haven't said it doesn't mean you don't have it."
The disciples began to whisper to each other.
Gradually, the whispers became louder, and various voices of dispute appeared.
The loud noise did not disturb Chi Jue who was in retreat, but he opened his closed eyes as if sensing something.
Standing up, making the sound of cloth rubbing against each other, Chi Jue came out of the gate.
Ten lives stood quietly above, not planning to come down.
Suddenly, the arc of his lips parted a little deeper.
The sensed breath is gradually approaching.
The earrings around Chi Jue's ears were shining brightly in the sun, and the cultivation in his dantian seemed to be echoed and circulated.
No excitement, no surprise, Chi Jue's heart was extremely calm, as if he knew he would come sooner or later.
Then, Chi Jue looked up, and the two looked at each other, looking deeply at each other.
The surrounding noise seemed to have disappeared, and there were only the two of them left in the world.
After a long time, Chi Jue smiled and said, "You're back."
"I am back."
"I waited for you a long time."
"I know."
"I miss you so much."
"I'll make the antidote."
"……I love you."
"I love you too."
The author has something to say: it's over.
After writing such braille for more than two hours, I was also drunk ==
I am deeply aware of the importance of saving manuscripts, and the result of writing now is that I can't get it back once I write it, reflecting on ing.
I will start writing the episode tomorrow~
It is estimated that it will not be very long, but it will not be done in one chapter,
I always feel a little sorry for these two sons, and I will write some short articles about them on the hard disk in the future.
Finally ask for a column to collect it~ I love you cute
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