This endless world

"...I'm sorry, Senior Yang."

Walking out of Taiyi Palace, Murong Ziying caught up with Yang Yun, her face full of apologies: "Perhaps the demon world is about to attack. The master has been working hard recently and lost his temper for a moment. Please forgive me, senior..."

——A gentleman can be deceived...

Seeing that Murong Ziying was still determined to protect the face of Suyao and the Qionghua sect even though she was under constant suspicion, Yang Yun could only shake his head silently in his heart. However, after the conversation was brief, he did not continue to make some sarcastic remarks, but smiled and said: "Nothing, I have been bothering you recently. I hope that the Qionghua Sect will not be short of three pairs of chopsticks like me."

"What kind of words are these?"

Seeing that Yang Yun didn't seem to take the unpleasantness at all to heart, Murong Ziying breathed a sigh of relief and stopped saying words like "contaminated with grain odor". A smile appeared on her usually serious face. Come: "Senior Yang comes to Qionghua. It is Ziying's luck. Please move to the guest room..."

"It's not that busy." Before Murong Ziying finished speaking, Yang Yun pointed to the sky above Jian Wuping with a smile: "I just saw several people performing sword control skills in front of Qionghua Sect and falling downwards. , look at the backs, they seem to be your three apprentices."

"Huh? This..."

Murong Ziying subconsciously swept away her consciousness. After discovering that the three Yun Tianhe people who were practicing sword-wielding on the sword dance terrace were really missing, even with his expression, he couldn't help but gnashed his teeth: "It's clear that we just officially started today. , I am just learning the art of sword control for the first time, but I don’t know the depth and go down the mountain privately..."

Having said this, Murong Ziying cupped her hands and said to Yang Yun: "Sorry, senior, I'll be back soon..."

"Well, go ahead. I can just take a stroll inside your Qionghua Gate."

Yang Yun smiled slightly and said, "Anyway, if your leader didn't object, that means he agreed."

…

The Qionghua sect has a deep courtyard and numerous buildings, and Suyao did not impose any restrictions on Yang Yun's movements. Whether it is Jian Wu Ping where he practices swordsmanship, Juanyuntai where he practices, Wuling Sword Pavilion where swords are hidden, or Chengtian Sword Platform where swords are made, he can visit and explore them at will...

However, although Yang Yun's footprints are all over Qionghua, what he is really interested in is the Zuihuayin behind Taiyi Palace.

Compared to Taiyi Palace, where the leader practices, and Qingfengjian, where the two Qionghua elders of Qingyang Chongguang live in seclusion, Zuihuayin, which is located between the two places, is undoubtedly much less important. On weekdays, most of the male and female disciples of the sect would go here for rendezvous. However, due to the strict rules of the sect after Suyao became the leader, and the coming of the demon world, most of Qionghua's disciples practiced their sword skills hard on the Sword Dance Ping, and gradually there were not many people there. stand up.

"It's almost here..."

When Yang Yun arrived, it was the phoenix flower blooming season. The flowers were in full bloom in the shade of the drunken flowers, and the bright red color was full of beauty. If placed in the real world, such a beautiful place would definitely not be a place for internet celebrities to check in, but in Qionghua School it seems to be exceptionally quiet, as if it has been forgotten by the world, which just happens to be an advantage for Yang Yun.

"Love is like a tide, love is endless, thousands of leaves are singing the rhyme of human beings in the sky."

Walking to a phoenix tree in full bloom, Yang Yun smiled slightly and opened his mouth like the ancient literati: "I don't know how far you are after we say goodbye. I feel the love of spring and autumn, and I hope to end the world apart."

"!"

"A lifetime of love will last forever, the blue sky will fall into the underworld, and there will be no one left behind."

As soon as he said these words, Yang Yun's consciousness immediately sensed a weak fresh air among the phoenix flowers trembling violently, but he did not point it out, but continued to chant: "The earth is old and the heavens are far away from people's hatred. Cut off the branches of the phoenix. Be Acacia Jin.”

"...What a nice word."

After Su Muzhe finished reciting a poem, the Earthly Immortal Mu Feng, who was living in seclusion here, heard the meaning of Yang Yun's recitation and knew that he had been exposed. He couldn't help but show a complicated expression and emerged from the cover of the phoenix tree.

"I've never seen you..." Her eyes fell on the details of Yang Yun's clothing, and she obviously felt something strange. Then she slowly spoke, with a hint of doubt in her tone: "Are you also a disciple of the Qionghua Sect?"

——I knew that this poem describing Fei Peng and Xiyao could lure you out.

"It's just that we have an old relationship with the Qionghua Sect."

Yang Yun smiled slightly and cupped his hands towards the Phoenix Flower Immortal in front of him: "The Qionghua Sect was determined to ascend to immortality, but they never thought that the 'immortal' who was about to ascend to the ninth level of heaven was in the shade of drunken flowers. The whole door was completely unaware. It was really strange. Know the true face of Mount Lu."

"Don't, don't say that."

Feeling the faint sense of oppression on Yang Yun, and hearing the other party's praise at the same time, Mu Feng, who was successful in cultivation but not very strong, responded half with joy and half with shyness: "I'm just an ordinary person. Immortal, I have been cultivating silently in the shade of this drunken flower. It took five hundred years to perfect my Taoism and become an immortal."

"Even in the God Realm, I am just an insignificant Sanhua goddess. I can't compare with the talents of your human race..."

"Haha, even if you are the Sanhua Goddess, you can still be considered to have an establishment. It is better than outsourcing the divine world but having no hope of becoming an immortal and having no hope of becoming an immortal." Yang Yun said nonchalantly: "Besides, five hundred years is not bad. Someone will be imprisoned for five hundred years just to be trapped in the whirlpool of the East China Sea."

These words were beyond Mu Feng's worldview. Seeing that the other party was at a loss and didn't know what to say, Yang Yun stopped talking nonsense and cleared his throat and said directly: "I came to Qionghua on a whim. After a divination, I discovered that before you ascended to immortality, you still had unfinished mortal relationships, so I deliberately recited that Su Muzhe poem to fulfill your wish."

As he said that, Yang Yun looked at Mu Feng, who was told the central issue: "I'm going to meet the man who accompanied my junior sister to enjoy flowers nineteen years ago. Do you want to go with him?"

"ah?"

When the secret in his heart was revealed, Mu Feng, who was an Earth Immortal, immediately opened his mouth slightly and fell into a state of panic. After realizing what Yang Yun was saying, her delicate face turned as red as the phoenix flower beside her for an instant, but after a while, she finally shook her head with difficulty and said, "No, I'm afraid of you. It’s beyond words…”

"He only has his junior sister in his eyes, and his expression becomes so soft only when he casts his eyes on her. And I am just a little phoenix flower fairy. After all, the two have different paths..."

Mu Feng said this, with an uncontrollable sadness on his face, and immediately bowed to Yang Yunying: "Thank you, the immortal, for fulfilling my wish. As long as he can remember the place where there is the shade of drunken flowers, that will be enough..."

"It doesn't matter, but since you are the Phoenix Flower Fairy, please help me plant a phoenix flower on this branch that contains the spiritual power in your body."

Facing Mu Feng, who had basically zero social experience, Yang Yun smiled slightly and handed out a branch: "I think nineteen years later, that person will also be happy to see the rosy Phoenix flower."

——It just so happens that I also feel how the "immortals" in Legend of Sword and Fairy are different from cultivators in the conventional sense. (End of chapter)