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"Too, too fast, Master...slow down, I, I can't do it~"

Chen Changsheng: "?"

The sweet voice lingered in the woods. The man was silent and the woman's face turned red.

"My speed is actually not fast. I use it according to your True Qi of the third level of Qi Refining."

"You don't want to use Shuchi Shenxing blindly, and you can't use Lingbo Shadow frequently. You need to combine the two. When facing a large-scale obstacle, use Lingbo Shadow again."

“Think of yourself as a leaf riding the wind, and when it encounters an obstacle, it will fly with it.”

Chen Changsheng pointed and hurried on, his voice carried in Miaomiao's ears, and shadows appeared on his body, moving silently among the woods like a ghost.

The two of them traveled across the Moon Forest Territory and across thousands of mountains and rivers.

A familiar bustling city gradually came into view, and Chen Changsheng's movement slowed down, and complex thoughts surged in his heart.

Between the time spent traveling between the two realms, and the seven years he spent at Zangetsumen, it had been ten years since he left River City.

Walking on the streets of the city filled with mortals, a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling came to my face.

The street is still the same, but the shops and pedestrians around it have changed one after another. Only a few time-honored brands are still there, making memories come to mind like spring water.

After walking around the city for an hour, Chen Changsheng and Miaomiao arrived at the palace courtyard.

Under the tall banyan tree, a gentle and graceful woman sat. She moved gently and slowly, flipping through the ancient books in her hands.

There were several children chasing and playing around, and the laughter of silver bells echoed around. They would deliberately avoid the woman when they were playing, for fear of disturbing her, which showed that the woman had a high status in the palace.

Phew~

The breeze blew and her hair fluttered. The woman seemed to feel something and subconsciously raised her head and looked into the distance.

A familiar figure reflected in her pupils, making her eyes tremble slightly.

"Master...is it really you?"

Wang Jiayun couldn't believe it and wondered if he was hallucinating again.

She didn't know how many times she had seen this scene in her dreams, but every time she woke up feeling disappointed.

Chen Changsheng floated closer and smelled the familiar fragrance of Mrs. Wang. He raised his hand and gently touched her hair, and said in a gentle tone: "It's me, I'm back."

It wasn't until the real touch of his palms and face that Wang Jiayun came back from his doubts.

Her delicate body trembled with excitement, tears welled up in her eyes, and she threw herself into Chen Changsheng's arms on the spot.

The children around them all showed shocked expressions, standing with Miaomiao and watching in confusion.

…

Chen Changsheng returned to Wangjiang Palace, but all his acquaintances left one after another.

It was obviously only ten years, but the former head of the Wang family, Wang Qingyi, passed away four years ago. The city guard general Wang Qingjun left even earlier due to injuries and died six years ago.

Although the maximum lifespan of a mortal can exceed a hundred years, there are only a few people who actually live to be a hundred years old.

Poor families die in their fifties and sixties, while wealthy families are considered longevity if they live to be seventy or eighty years old.

The current head of the Wang family is the grandson of Wang Qingjun, and the oldest person in the family is Wang Jiayun and Wang Lu who lives in the Immortal Cultivation World.

Things are different and people are different...

This was Chen Changsheng's biggest emotion after returning, and it was also the first time he felt that time was passing by and quietly changing the world.

"Sir, this set of brocade clothes is a gift from me to you, please accept it."

Wang Jiayun was followed by two maids, who handed him a set of purple and gold luxurious brocade clothes.

The robe is made of fine brocade, with a dark purple background dotted with golden lines, like pearls twinkling in the starry sky. The placket and cuffs are outlined with gold thread, and the delicate embroidery outlines complex patterns and real dragon patterns.

"Master, this suit of clothes was sewn stitch by stitch by Madam herself." One of the maids reminded in a low voice.

Chen Changsheng's face was startled. Did he reach the age where he could be called "Master"?

"Thank you, I like it very much." He smiled and accepted the clothes, then went back to the room and put them on.

The material of the clothes is soft and comfortable to the touch. Against the backdrop of this set of brocade clothes, the handsome face becomes luxurious and delicate, like a handsome young man who has stepped out of a noble house.

"As long as you like it, I'm worried that it won't fit." Wang Jiayun said in a gentle tone.

Miao Miao ran up to the side with tiny steps. She looked at Master's new clothes with stars in her eyes: "Master is so good-looking and the clothes are so beautiful. My sister is a good person. I also want a set of clothes."

Oops, learn to flatter someone first and then ask for something.

Mrs. Wang smiled and said softly: "Okay, but you have to promise me that you will stay with Master from now on, you know?"

The little girl nodded without knowing why, her mind filled with images of wearing new clothes.

She didn't understand what Wang Jiayun meant.

Only Chen Changsheng understood that Wang Jiayun regarded Miaomiao as his spiritual sustenance and hoped that Miaomiao could replace her company.

Wang Jiayun's appearance is the same as before, but her lifespan is passing by. Her appearance is not old but her vitality continues to decline.

Chen Changsheng's eyes became complicated. He and Wang Jiayun stood together, quietly feeling the passage of time.

…

One month later.

Wang Jiayun hand-sewed a purple-gold skirt, which matched Chen Changsheng's purple-gold brocade dress.

Miaomiao was overjoyed after receiving the gift and called her sister sweetly. Shangguanping pretended to be jealous and shouted that her mother would sew a similar skirt for her.

Miaomiao didn't understand what the elder sister was doing, so she put on a skirt and performed a beautiful dance for everyone.

But he forgot the follow-up action halfway through, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

…

Ten years later.

Chen Changsheng's cultivation level has broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining, and Miao Miao has broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Wang Jiayun's breathing became obviously weaker, and he had to take a breath after walking a few steps. His speaking voice became very soft, and he appeared in a trance from time to time.

Her favorite thing is to stare at Chen Changsheng's face all afternoon.

Chen Changsheng would accompany her every day, watching the scenery under the banyan tree. Even though the palace garden remained unchanged, he never got tired of it.

Shangguanping, who had stopped taking the Youth-Retaining Pill, had some wrinkles on her face. She didn't even notice it, and her waist was obviously stooped when she walked.

Miaomiao has lost her youthfulness as a girl, and has gained a bit more of a woman's charm, and a bit more of Mrs. Wang's gentle temperament.

Only the clarity in her beautiful eyes remained unchanged, and she still looked stupid.

…

Spring passed and autumn came, and several more years of such peaceful days passed.

It seems like nothing has changed in River City, but it is changing unknowingly.

At noon this day, the sun was shining brightly.

The cool breeze dissipates the summer heat.

Chen Changsheng and Wang Jiayun were lying on chairs under the banyan tree, their rocking chairs rocking gently, enjoying the afternoon quietly.

The passage of time seems to be extremely slow at this moment.

Chen Changsheng, who was as usual as before, suddenly stood up and walked to Wang Jiayun, grabbing her palm with trembling eyes.

Wang Jiayun, who was sitting on the recliner, slowly opened his eyes, smiled at Chen Changsheng, and said in a weak voice: "Master, I can only... stay with you until now."