living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 337 Farewell, start again

The screen wall in front of Qiyun Guanmen has been repaired, to be precise, it has been replaced with a new one. Outside the overhauled and rebuilt sect, the scene of parting is being staged.

Taoist Master Yunxiao stood in front, with a group of newly recruited disciples behind him. These young faces stared at the farewell scene with envy in their eyes.

The trial of the Immortal Sect is the most rare opportunity. It is the lifelong ideal of every monk to ascend the Mahayana and attain the Tao, and these five Qiyun Temple disciples have such an opportunity at this time.

Young Qinghui was holding a pile of chocolates, looking at Lin Yiyi's smiling face reluctantly, even though he was not very old, he knew that this parting might be a farewell.

"If you have a chance, you must come back and take a look!" Qinghui said with a choked voice.

"Don't worry!" Lin Yiyi patted Qinghui's forehead, "After your eldest sister and I ascend, Shattered Void will also come to you."

With a giggle, she said again: "When the time comes, I'll bring you a big steak that will fill you up!"

"keep your word!"

Lin Yiyi rolled his eyes at him, "Why am I not talking anymore?"

Gu Qingyuan couldn't help but sigh when he saw the interesting interaction between the two.

Junior sister did not come out to see him off.

Yesterday, junior sister rushed into his room, handed him a purse sewn by herself, and cried for a long time.

Gently picking up the purse, there are herbs unique to Sanqing Mountain in it, which smells faintly medicinal.

The junior sister seldom does embroidery, and the mountains and buildings are crookedly embroidered on it. Although it is difficult to identify, he knows that it is Qiyun Temple.

She was telling herself, don't forget the little things you got along with in Qiyun Temple, and don't forget that there is another woman waiting for him in Sanqing Mountain.

Gu Qingyuan gently put away his purse, then looked at Master and Qiyun Temple behind him.

She still didn't show up.

"She doesn't want to see the scene of separation." Daoist Yun Xiao stroked his beard and said softly.

"Just treat it as if you left without saying goodbye, maybe one day, the elder brother will suddenly appear."

Daoist Yunxiao looked at Gu Qingyuan's disappointed expression, sighed secretly, and then silently asked: "Although I have said it countless times, you still have to remember it."

Gu Qingyuan raised his head slowly, and met Master's gaze. There was also a bit of reluctance in those cloudy eyes.

"You are too pedantic, and the precepts of our Qiyun Temple will restrain you. You must learn to be flexible during the trial of the Immortal Sect. Only by surviving can you pursue the Dao."

"You will face harsh natural conditions, not only fighting against heaven and earth, but also facing the machinations of other monks."

Daoist Yunxiao looked at Mu Lan while talking, and said with a smile: "Listen to her more about everything, this girl is a ghost, maybe she can protect you well."

"Relax, Master."

Mu Lan nodded with a smile, and then waved to her junior brother Qing Hui.

"Then let's go."

Yun Xiaodao had a long jaw, and although his face was calm, his hands still trembled the moment he saw Gu Qingyuan turn around and leave.

This young man who has worshiped under his sect since he was eight years old has finally grown up and no longer needs the support of his master. One day, he will leave his sect and embark on the same path as he did a hundred years ago.

"Brother."

Lu Qinghan suddenly pushed open the door and rushed out.

The backs of Gu Qingyuan and the five had already walked a long distance, and their shadows became very small under the stone steps.

Looking at that generous back, Lu Qinghan clenched his fists tightly, and dunked his fingertips into his hands hard.

"You must come back."

A tear fell to the ground.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, Gu Qingyuan hurried on in silence, Zhao Ziyu also restrained his playful smile, and Lin Yiyi surprisingly became emotional.

"They say we can meet again, but that's impossible."

"Then you still promise him." Zhao Ziyu snorted, "It's not good to lie to others, but to be honest, you actually accepted a little fanboy."

"What is it!" Lin Yiyi became angry and elbowed him, "I was also an idol worshiped by countless boys in my hometown, and I have a drawer full of love letters!"

"With your personality, you still keep it." Zhao Ziyu was so moved that his setup collapsed.

"Bah!" Lin Yiyi blushed this time.

Mu Lan looked at the bank of the clear water river, thinking about the next itinerary.

The Bishui River originates from the Sanqing Mountains, and flows into the Nanfeng Mountain River from north to south. Huaiyuan City is located here. The big ship of Xianzong is coming.

So they need to find a ferry, and the next stop is Huaiyuan City.

In fact, according to the optimal route, they can bypass Huaiyuan City and go directly to Danxia Port by land and water, because they don't need to go to the city and county for supplies because they have enough supplies, but Mu Lan has another purpose.

In the Nanfeng Mountain near Huaiyuan City, there is a second-grade sect called Fengling Temple. In the classics of Zhenyuanzong, Mu Lan found that the two sects had a certain degree of communication, because Fengling Temple had a person who participated in A monk who was tested by Xianzong and won.

The top few in each trial can enter the mountain gate. This monk surnamed Chen is one of the winners two years ago. He, like the monk in Jingxin Valley mentioned by Daoist Yun Xiao, returned to his sect before retreating. door, and chose to retreat in Nanfeng Mountain to cross the tribulation.

Therefore, there was an excellent opportunity. Mu Lan wanted to find this monk surnamed Chen, and hoped that he could give some pointers to Qiyunguan and his group.

After the Tianyin Pavilion was destroyed, the Xiuzhen family regained control of the water transportation, so the water banditry on the Bishui River eased, and Mu Lan was relieved, not because she was afraid of the water bandits, but because she was worried that her trip would be delayed.

After getting on the ferry, Gu Qingyuan remained silent. He took out the purse from time to time and looked at it in trance.

Mu Lan glanced at him, this cheap senior brother's realm is in the consecration period, which is a bit higher than Zhao Ziyu's cultivation base, but it may not be enough for the Xianzong trial, if there is no Nirvana to help him this time, he will definitely die in the In Penglai Xianshan, Lu Qinghan might not be able to wait for his sweetheart.

But she has a good impression of Qiyun Temple, and she can help him where she can, Mu Lan thought to herself.

The ferry slowly sailed across the boundary of Sanqing Mountain, heading south continuously. In the dull atmosphere, the environment began to change. The terrain was much flatter. From the inaccessible deep mountains and old forests, it began to transform into dots of plain farms.

After changing four waves of ferries in a row, and traveling day and night for three days, everyone finally arrived at Huaiyuan City.

It is covered with soft drizzle, the water is rippling, and the river is winding and quiet.

Girls on the stone bridge are holding oil-paper umbrellas, and the pavilions and pavilions are like water villages in the south of the Yangtze River.

Lin Yiyi's first thought was to find special snacks, and she was already holding a bunch of tofu, but Mu Lan winked at Afeng and began to inquire about the exact location of Fengling Temple.

"Fengling Temple?"

The waiter in the tavern gave Mu Lan a strange look, and then said, "Nanfeng Mountain was burned down long ago, don't you know?"

"It's gone?" Mu Lan was surprised. Did a second-rank sect disappear just like that?
(End of this chapter)