This endless world

"Tianyong City..."

Kunlun Qionghua Sect, in Qionghua Palace.

After hearing how Murong Ziying chased Reinhardt and then met Yang Yun and others in Chenzhou City, Suyao fell into deep thought and did not speak for a long time.

As the twenty-fifth generation leader of Qionghua Sect, Suyao knew that her cultivation was limited, but she had good control over the affairs within the sect and had a deep understanding of it. During the more than ten years she has been the leader, she has known that in Tianyong City, which is also one of the eight Kunlun sects, there are no "elders" and "disciples" mentioned by Murong Ziying... and this information is very important to her. To Suyao, it seemed particularly strange and illogical.

However, when she learned that Yang Yun and others were coming to visit and specifically asked Murong Ziying to send a message, Suyao had to think deeply about the possible hidden meaning behind this.

This sudden information may indicate some unknown changes, or may have a profound impact on the future of the Qionghua Sect. Therefore, Suyao was immersed in meditation, trying to analyze the truth of this series of events and their possible consequences.

After all, it would be fine if it was normal, but at this juncture. Soon the Mist Realm will pass by Qionghua again, and perhaps with the blessing of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, Wangshu Jian will return to Qionghua at this time, and even choose his own host...

"Head..."

Murong Ziying, who had a strong sense of belonging to the Qionghua Sect, told Suyao almost everything that had happened, except that she subconsciously concealed the title of "Zhenren Ziyin". Seeing Suyao pondering for a long time, he couldn't help but said: "I think these people have mysterious origins, but they have real materials, and their determination to conquer demons and demons has not diminished. If they don't really come to visit in the future, they will have to Focus on making good friends..."

"Murong Ziying, you have gone too far."

Suyao, whose train of thought was interrupted when she heard such words, suddenly turned cold. She glared sternly at Murong Ziying, who was young in front of her but had almost the same level of cultivation as herself: "I am As the head of Qionghua, I know how to deal with it."

"...Yes, Master."

Hearing the coldness in Su Yao's words, Murong Ziying's heart tightened, and she suddenly realized that there might be something wrong with her words. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at Su Yao again: "It's Ziying's fault."

"Don't think too much, I have made my own decision, so you don't have to worry about it."

Seeing Murong Ziying's extremely respectful expression, Suyao's face softened slightly, and then she changed the subject and said, "Speaking of which, Ziying, you are outstanding among the disciples of your generation, but you have little contact with your fellow disciples?"

Murong Ziying was stunned for a moment, a little confused as to why Suyao suddenly mentioned this, but he still maintained a respectful attitude and replied: "Yes, Master, Ziying went up the mountain when he was young, and followed Master Zong Lian to practice Qionghua Dao since he was a child. Fa, rarely have contact with fellow disciples..."

Murong Ziying's tone contained respect for the sect's rules and teachers, but Suyao had no intention of listening, but interrupted again: "Well, you will be responsible for teaching these new disciples. .”

"Counting the time, it's time for them to return from the illusion."

Murong Ziying was stunned for a moment, and then followed Su Yao's gaze. Only then did he realize that he and Su Yao were not the only ones in the hall, but a man, two women, and three people standing on the side.

The man can be said to be handsome, but his dress is a bit rough, and he wears animal skin clothing, giving people a wild feeling. Although his face is handsome, his expression reveals a kind of innocence, which can even be said to be a bit silly; the woman in red on his left has her hair combed into a bun shape and is wearing a tight-fitting outfit. There are two daggers stuck diagonally on his waist, which shows his agility at first glance.

The last woman has an elegant temperament, well-dressed and well-dressed. From her behavior and dress, you can feel that she is of extraordinary origin. She exudes a ladylike temperament all over her body, and her presence seems to add a touch of warmth to the surrounding environment. Elegance and dignity, and the red mark between the eyebrows is something special once you see it...

However, what surprised Murong Ziying the most was that he had actually met these three people... and more than once.

"What?" Suyao noticed Murong Ziying's surprised look: "Could it be that these three people have an old relationship with you?"

"Back to the master, it's true." Murong Ziying quickly raised her hand: "This disciple had met them several times when he was subduing demons in Chao Lake and Chenzhou."

"That's very good. Everything in the world has its own destiny. It seems that I didn't choose the wrong person."

Suyao said with satisfaction: "You have no experience in teaching apprentices, so why not treat this as a kind of experience."

"...Yes, the disciple will definitely teach it with all his heart and live up to the master's orders."

Although Murong Ziying had no experience in teaching apprentices, it was not a big difficulty for him. It's just that although he had met Yun Tianhe and others several times, he never expected that one day these people would actually step into the Qionghua Sect's gate and eventually become his disciples... Such a change surprised him. , even a little unbelievable.

At the same time, the word "karma" that Yang Yun mentioned before, and the Taoist name "Zhenren Ziyin" that always made it difficult for him to calm down when he thought of it, made Murong Ziying's heart ups and downs. He began to think of possible deep connections between these things. These thoughts were intertwined, making him uneasy and he couldn't help but think deeply about the future prospects and his own destiny...

Is it possible that it is really "a drink and a peck, it is a predetermined decision"?

…

"Well, let's take a look. We've already been to Chenzhou. Next is Yinxiang Mountain near Jimo. In the game, it's the first fork in the mountain road and turn left to the end..."

At the same time, Zheng Zha, who was holding a manuscript in his hand, scratched his hair and looked irritably at the unrecognizable wilderness in front of him and the evil spirit that had not completely dissipated so far: "Although I came here with a guide... But the scope of the damage is too wide, right? How can I find it?"

"Zhan Lan, can you find it? Something like a soul-binding magic circle."

"If you can just be quiet, I should be able to find it."

Listening to Zhan Lan's somewhat annoyed words, Zheng Zha smiled and closed his mouth. Cheng Xiao, who was behind him, chuckled and whispered: "Zheng Zha, your skills are not good. Let me tell you, as a master of love, I should tell you at this time..."

However, before Cheng Xiao could finish his words, he received a heavy blow from invisible telekinesis on his stomach, causing the "Love Master" of the Zhongzhou Team to fall to the sky with an ouch.

"Okay." Zheng Zha helplessly lifted Cheng Xiao off the ground: "In addition to completing the side plot, we are here to help you open the way to Miao territory..."

"So, you'd better say less." (End of Chapter)