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The night falls, and the stars are like stars.

Chu Junyin sat on a square of bluestone, looking intently at Wanyu in front of him.

Not far in front of him, Wanyu was holding a long sword, dancing in the wind, the sword shining like a red sword.

But in an instant, a sudden change occurred.

The sword light in Wanyu's hand suddenly shattered, and the shock force ejected her body.

At the same time, the mana flowing in the meridians in her body trembled suddenly as if it had been hit hard, and instantly became chaotic.

When Chu Junyin saw this, he stretched out a finger and tapped it lightly.

As this finger fell, a strong but gentle force quickly stopped Wanyu's figure from flying backwards.

The mana that was about to go out of control was immediately suppressed and calm was restored.

Chu Junyin shook his head gently: "A calm mind makes the sword sharp, and a confused mind makes the sword blunt."

"Wanyu, you are too anxious."

"Kendo practice is about peace of mind and composure."

"You only think about pursuing the fast sword, but you ignore the inner cultivation."

"If this continues, even if your swordsmanship improves, your state of mind will not be able to keep up, and you will not be able to become a great master after all."

After hearing this, Wanyu's face turned pale. She patted her chest and tried hard to swallow back the fishy sweetness in her throat.

After a while, she regained her breath and responded softly: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching. Wanyu understands."

Chu Junyin knew why Wanyu was so anxious, so he couldn't help but add: "Don't be anxious either."

"There is a good teacher here, no matter who it is, there is no chance of forcing you to do anything."

Hearing this, Wanyu nodded slightly to express her understanding.

However, there was still a hint of uneasiness in her beautiful eyes:

"But Master... although my disciple has now broken through to the realm of the Supreme Being, my people may not all keep their original promise."

Faced with Wanyu's worries, Chu Junyin just said two words lightly: "It doesn't matter."

Although this short answer seems simple, it contains extremely powerful confidence and determination.

Hearing this, Wanyu nodded.

You know, she was born into a huge family.

In that family, women are often regarded as marriage tools and have no right to choose their own marriage.

But Wanyu is stubborn by nature and unwilling to accept such a fate.

After a difficult struggle, she finally reached an agreement with the elders of her clan.

That is, if she can break through the realm of the Supreme, she will have the power to freely choose her husband.

Although the elders of the clan have agreed on the surface, Wanyu still cannot completely let go of her worries deep in her heart.

After all, she has an older sister, and that older sister's talent far exceeds hers.

But even so, it can only serve as a marriage tool within the family.

What's more, it was just her parents who agreed this time.

It's not the elders who hold high positions in the clan and really have the right to speak.

Thinking of this, Wanyu sighed softly, then slowly sat down cross-legged,

Close your eyes and begin to quietly adjust the chaotic atmosphere in your body.

At the same time, Chu Junyinze, who was standing aside, raised his head and looked up at the sky, feeling a surge of emotion in his heart.

He understood that Wanyu was sincere and if she could focus on her sword practice wholeheartedly, she would definitely achieve great results in the future.

However, what he didn't expect was that since he accepted Wanyu as his disciple,

He seemed a little eager for success, but instead became more and more anxious, which was counterproductive.

Chu Junyin couldn't help but wonder to himself, was his decision to accept Wanyu as his disciple the right choice or a mistake?

You know, if Wanyu is allowed to practice swordsmanship alone,

So even if she cannot achieve what she has achieved now, the road in the future will definitely be extremely broad.

Just because her level of concentration on the sword is even compared to "myself" when she was just starting out.

That is to say, the original Aurora Sword Lord was even better!

However, it is precisely because of this concentration that although Wanyu is full of sincerity towards the sword in her heart,

But when treating her master, Chu Junyin, she lacked the gratitude and awe she should have.

Thinking of this, Chu Junyin couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, but then he quickly felt relieved.

As the saying goes, everything in the world is predestined, but it cannot be forced.

Looking at Wanyu's heart, it is as pure and flawless as an innocent child, without any distracting thoughts.

Her passionate love for kendo is extremely pure, without even a trace of impurities.

Perhaps, it is this kind of heart that is unstained by dust, truly pure and innocent,

It must have become the key to her ability to go further and further in the way of kendo and constantly break through herself.

As for the fact that Wanyu doesn't feel much gratitude to her master, it actually doesn't hurt.

In the final analysis, it was just a whim of his own that he took her in as his disciple to teach and train her.

I never expected to get any substantial returns from her.

"The road is inherently long and lonely. Only the great road can remain consistent."

Chu Junyin murmured to himself.

His voice was neither loud nor quiet, just enough for Wanyu next to him to hear.

But it didn't seem to be specifically told to her, it was more like a self-confidence.

In this way, the two of them continued to practice on the sword.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, another thousand years had passed.

During this time, Wanyu's clansmen had come many times to look for her whereabouts.

However, Chu Junyin had restarted the maze of the Tianguang Holy Land.

So every time, they were blocked by the maze at the foot of the mountain and could not get close.

At first, those clansmen were unwilling to give up and tried to break through the maze again and again,

but as the number of failures increased, they gradually lost patience.

In the end, no one was willing to come here to look for Wanyu.

Time passed quickly, and hundreds of years passed in a flash like a white horse passing by.

Until one morning, when the first ray of sunlight fell on the top of the sword,

Chu Junyin suddenly noticed that several strange breaths were approaching here.

He secretly wondered who could break through the maze of the Tianguang Holy Land and come here.

With full of doubts, Chu Junyin looked carefully and saw several figures flying quickly towards the mountain.

The two were dressed similarly, looked serious, and exuded the aura of a sixth-level venerable.

Among the numerous cultivators, their cultivation was already top-notch.

However, if we only talk about the sword intent emanating from them, they seemed quite immature and immature, and were far from being comparable to Wanyu.

What made Chu Junyin feel a little strange was that the sword intent of these two people made him feel familiar.

The people quickly stepped onto the sword edge, and after seeing the two figures on the sword edge, they also sped up.

When they got closer, Chu Junyin could see clearly that they looked haggard,

and their expressions also revealed fatigue and vicissitudes.

Only when they were very close did those people's faces turn happy, and they all knelt on the ground: "Greetings to the Holy Lord!"

Chu Junyin was a little curious: "Are you all disciples of the former Tianguang Holy Land?"

Chu Junyin still had many memories of the Tianguang Holy Land, but most of them were in a mess.

Hearing this, one of them spoke first: "The Holy Lord is right, we are the orphans of the Tianguang Holy Land."

"This time, we came only to find the traces of the Holy Lord to revive the Holy Land."

Chu Junyin stood up: "You tell me in detail."

But after he paused for a while, Chu Junyin said again: "Let's start from the beginning, I can't remember what happened at the beginning..."

Speaking of this, those disciples and Wanyu all looked sideways.

They didn't expect that the former God of Creation had lost his memory.

An orphan god from the holy land took a breath and continued, "The Aurora Realm shattered that year, causing Jianfeng's spiritual power to be unstable."

"And at that time, Saint Lord, you also suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving no clues or traces."

"But Jianfeng is no longer suitable for cultivators to live in, so the elders who survived led their disciples to other places."

"Fortunately, there are still three elders in the God Realm, and we have found a safe place to stay."

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"But we firmly believe that the Saint Lord is still alive."

"So the three elders sent us to find the Saint Lord's trace."

After hearing this, Chu Junyin nodded slightly.

At this moment, the memories of the past were like a surging tide, impacting Chu Junyin's heart.

From those long-forgotten pictures, he also found the identities of the two disciples.

He looked at the two disciples in front of him, and the familiar outline gradually overlapped with the figures in his memory.

"You are Taiyuan," Chu Junyin said softly, "You are Taiming."

When Taiyuan and Taiming heard this, their faces suddenly bloomed with indescribable joy.

They knelt down on the ground, their foreheads pressed tightly against the ground: "I didn't expect the Holy Lord to still remember us!"

Taiming raised his head, with a hint of expectation and temptation in his eyes: "I wonder if the Holy Lord has the intention to rebuild the holy land now..."

This disciple knew that the "Holy Lord" had "lost his memory\

,"but they still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, but they did not dare to offend or force it.

But he didn't know what the "Holy Lord" was thinking.

Chu Junyin didn't speak either, thinking silently in his heart.

He sighed softly, with complex emotions surging in his heart.

After a long period of deep thought, a hint of determination suddenly flashed in Chu Junyin's eyes.

Thinking back then, he was the lord of a holy land!

Now facing such a situation, he also shoulders an unshirkable responsibility.

If there had not been a problem with his cultivation, the huge Tianguang Holy Land would not have been so close to extinction.

So after a little hesitation, he resolutely planned to rebuild the Holy Land,

to pursue the past, to find the true self that had been lost for a long time.

Thinking of this, Chu Junyin turned around and asked: "Disciple, I wonder if you are willing to join the Tianguang Holy Land?"

Asked Wanyu, Wanyu also agreed to Chu Junyin's question without hesitation: "It's all up to Master to dispatch."

Chu Junyin nodded.

The two disciples on the side also saluted and said: "Hello, Senior Sister."

The remnants of the Holy Land ran for almost three hundred years to find a suitable place to stay.

Although this is a long journey, there are countless mountains and rivers in between.

However, for Chu Junyin, the God of Creation, these thousands of mountains and rivers are not an obstacle at all.

After all, he has the ability to change the world and change the world. It is easy for him to lead people through the void.

I saw Chu Junyin lifting his sleeves slightly, and in an instant, ripples appeared in the surrounding space.

Immediately afterwards, the figures of him and his companions disappeared from the spot in an instant.

In just a few blinks of an eye, they had already crossed the endless distance,

Following the direction pointed by those disciples, they appeared at the station of Tianguang Holy Land.

As soon as they landed, everyone felt a strange atmosphere surrounding them.

The holy place that should have been bustling with activity was now dead silent, without any life at all.

When Chu Junyin saw this, his spiritual thoughts spread out like a giant net.

It extended in all directions, trying to find traces of the doorman.

However, after some searching, not even a single clue was found.

A disciple said: "Holy Lord... we have been away for more than two hundred years before we returned to Jianfeng... maybe it's because they moved away?"

Chu Junyin shook his head slightly: "There was a fight here."

"There is still a faint fluctuation of mana in the spiritual machine, which has not completely dissipated."

Hearing this, the other two disciples accompanying him had a flash of astonishment flash across their faces.

At this time, Chu Junyin waved his right hand gently, and a ray of light suddenly condensed in front of him, turning into a clear and transparent water mirror.

This water mirror exudes soft light, gradually expands and finally turns into a huge light curtain, hanging in mid-air.

Above the light curtain, scenes flashed by like running water.

Chu Junyin's eyes were like a torch, staring closely at the picture on the light screen.

Finally, he caught the traces of the disciple in the complicated picture, and he suddenly had a suspicion in his heart.

Everyone did not dare to delay at all, and immediately took action in the direction directed by Chu Junyin.

Not long after, they came to a deep valley.

I saw that the rock walls of the valley were densely covered with fine ropes like spider webs.

And on top of those ropes was their missing disciple.

They seemed to have fallen into an eternal dream and slept quietly without any movement.

Chu Junyin looked at this scene with his brows furrowed and a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Immediately, he just flicked his fingers, and the disciples bound by the ropes fell to the ground one after another and slowly opened their eyes.

At the same time, several big demons hiding in the dark were blown to pieces in horror at this sudden change, without even a chance to resist.

Those disciples who had regained their freedom saw excitement in their eyes when they saw Chu Junyin and the disciples beside him.

They involuntarily knelt on their knees and chanted the word "Holy Lord" in their mouths, their voices full of piety and admiration.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chu Junyin felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He waved his hand gently, signaling everyone to stand up quickly.

Immediately afterwards, he led the group of disciples and returned to Jianfeng again.

At this point, Tianguang Holy Land was also rebuilt. (End of chapter)