Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress

"Now that everything is ready, let's get started."

"Good luck to you."

The tower spirit on the second floor slowly put down the book in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he inspired the illusion of the second floor.

The three of them did not resist and entered their respective illusions directly.

"Hey, have you returned to the Holy Mountain?"

Li Yourong felt his eyes blurred, and a vague memory appeared in his mind.

"No, why should I say I'm going back to the Holy Mountain? I'm already in the Holy Mountain..."

Within a moment, Li Yourong completely forgot about his trip to Duxian Pagoda, as if he had returned to his usual life on the Holy Mountain.

"Yourong, this is the heavenly material and earthly treasure that I have found for you. Today you can break through the Return to Ruins Realm."

"No one will ever call you stupid again. You are one step faster than the divine saint in training, and you broke through to the Ruins Realm first!"

The great elder's figure appeared beside him at some point, and he took out a storage bag and handed it to Yourong.

When Li Yourong heard this, he felt that something was not right, but after feeling it for a while, he realized that he was actually at the ninth level of the Tongxuan Realm and could break through to the Return to Ruins Realm at any time.

However, there seems to be something wrong with this technique.

"Yourong, come for dinner soon. I've cooked a whole table of delicious dishes for you today, all for you!"

Just when Yourong was about to think about what was wrong, another shout rang out, coupled with a scent of fragrance, which made her eyes light up.

Turning around, she saw the second elder standing in front of a table full of delicious food, waving to her to eat!

"Wow......"

His mind went blank for a moment, and saliva could not stop flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Arriving at the dining table, Yourong had a hearty meal, taking in all the delicacies on the table and patting his belly with satisfaction.

"Yourong, my sister has returned from the Northern Territory. What do you think she brought back to you?"

"This book of immortal skills is my sister's biggest gain in the Northern Territory. You are more suitable for practicing, so take it."

Before Li Yourong could get up from the dining table, his sister Li Shenruo's figure appeared behind him at some point.

He also held a book of middle-level Immortal-level exercises in his hand, motioning for her to catch it.

"No need, sister, Master said, Immortal level skills are like rubbish, even if they are used to burn firewood for cooking... huh?"

"Who is the master?"

"How can the immortal level skills be rubbish..."

In the middle of his words, Li Yourong suddenly froze. He held his head and thought for a long time, but he didn't remember why he said such words.

Her memory at this time was only when she was on the Holy Mountain, but her instinct made her call out Master.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Hurry up, take it, be obedient, go practice, and cooperate with the heavenly materials and earthly treasures. You will definitely be able to break through the Return to Ruins Realm this time!"

"From now on, our Holy Mountain will depend on you!"

Li Shenruo looked strange when he heard his sister's words, but he still handed the technique into Yourong's hands.

In the end, although Yourong was confused, under the expectant eyes of everyone in the Holy Mountain, he entered the retreat room and began to practice slowly.

...........

Look again at Leng Yanran's fantasy.

"This is...Master's room?"

Unlike Yourong, Leng Yanran has not forgotten her master. On the contrary, the illusory scene has just appeared in the master's resting room in the Temple of Heaven.

Then Leng Yanran felt dizzy, and there was a faint memory.

Although it was blurry, it seemed like... today was the day she and her master got married! ?

Leng Yanran looked at the layout of the room, and sure enough, there were red decorations everywhere, red hydrangeas hung in the center of the room, and the word "happy" could be seen at the door.

Even she herself was wearing a bright red wedding dress, with a red tulle hijab covering her head.

"No, not quite right..."

Leng Yanran always felt that something was wrong. Just as she was about to think about it, she heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

"Master..."

Looking up, I saw Master Chen Daoxuan. What was different from the past was that now Master was also wearing a bright red wedding dress, with a straight back. Coupled with Master's eyes that were as deep as the stars and the universe, he suddenly looked at him. She was stunned.

His brain also lost the ability to think, and he lowered his head shyly, not daring to look at the Master.

Through the gap under the hijab, she could see the master walking slowly in front of her. Leng Yanran felt as if her whole body was on fire, with a light redness from her neck to her ears.

"Master, Yan'er feels something is not right..."

She bit her lip gently, and out of her immense trust in her master, she expressed the doubts in her heart.

"oh?"

"Well, indeed, you need to drink a glass of wine before entering the bridal chamber."

The master was confused at first, then chuckled and slowly lifted her hijab, staring at her affectionately.

This was the first time that Leng Yanran felt Master's different gaze. For a moment, her heart was in confusion and she did not dare to look at Master.

"how?"

"That's right. It's cold on the ground. I'll hold you for my teacher."

The master looked at her doubtfully, and then suddenly realized that he actually picked up the princess. Leng Yanran blushed and stretched out her jade arms to wrap around the master's neck, feeling the master's familiar taste and temperature.

But for some reason, the smell on Master's body seems to be much lighter today.

When they came to the table, the master still did not put her down, but directly let her sit on his lap.

He poured two glasses of wine himself and handed one glass to her hand.

"After drinking a glass of wine, it's time to enter the bridal chamber..."

Leng Yanran's heart was pounding. Although everything revealed that something was wrong, she was willing to believe that it was true.

He picked up the wine glass and drank a glass of wine with his master.

Master picked her up again and returned to the bed. Master gently put her down and looked down at her eyes.

"Yan'er, it's time to go to bed."

The master said softly, and in a blink of an eye, all the candlelight in the room was extinguished, and it was plunged into darkness, but the unclear outline could be faintly seen through the moonlight.

"Thanks."

When the master slowly took off his clothes and got into the quilt, Leng Yanran suddenly thanked him.

"Why do you suddenly say thank you now?"

Master asked very puzzledly.

"It turns out this is what Yanran wants most in her heart. Thank you, even though you are just a fantasy in Yanran's mind."

"But, Yanran can't let you do what happens next."

"Yanran, I want to complete it with the real master, not in the illusion in my mind."

Leng Yanran looked at the master in front of her, and she knew that she was just immersed in her own fantasy. Everything here was not real, it was all her own imagination!

Lowering her head, Leng Yanran looked at the jade pendant given by her master on her chest. It was flashing slowly and emitting a slightly hot temperature. This reminded her that this was the fantasy in her heart.