"Disciple, I have met Master's wife." Immortal Master Xianyan ran down the stairs, excitedly came forward to greet her, and bowed deeply, "Please forgive me for not being able to greet Master from afar."
Ying Yunsu nodded slightly, stretched out her hand to support Xianyan Immortal, but said nothing.
However, Immortal Master Xianyan smiled and supported Ying Yunsu affectionately. They walked into the mountain gate hand in hand. Yiyi and Erye, who were kneeling on the ground, stood up and fell far behind.
"It's rare for Master to come here, why is there no one to accompany you?" Xianyan Immortal showed off a filial disciple to the fullest, "Although it's almost spring, Master, your clothes are a bit thin."
Yiyi stepped forward, and in the tray in his hand was a cloak as white as snow.
Ying Yunsu blinked slowly, is this necessary?
Immortal Xianyan unfolded his cloak, and silver snowflakes fell in a brilliant manner. Ying Yunsu's expression did not change, but Immortal Xianyan knew that the master's wife liked it.
Just as a gust of wind blew up, Immortal Master Xianyan held his cloak in both hands and said respectfully, "Don't mess up the Master's hair."
Without saying a word of rejection, Ying Yunsu accepted Xianyan Immortal's kindness. She wore a cloak, which was light but not heavy, and the hood was not bulky.
"Master Wife, are you going to Tianyuan Peak?"
With the hood covering her face, Ying Yunsu said her first words of the day, "Don't waste that time, just take me to where I need to go."
Immortal Master Xianyan said with ease, "Master, please come this way."
There were a lot of discussions in the outside world, but Yingyun Su Lengqiaoxian, who was at the center of the discussion, finally deigned to set foot in the Ancient Immortal Sect on the last day of the Saint Yuan Ancestor's memorial ceremony.
On the way to the Tongtian Monument, Ying Yunsu walked very slowly. It took her more than two months to truly believe that the Saint Yuan Ancestor was dead.
he died.
Ha~ Ying Yunsu suddenly wanted to laugh, but there was no emotion on her expressionless face for many years, and her heart was half sad, half excited, and a little confused.
Is he really dead?
Or is this just a move on his part.
But he is dead!
Even if you're playing chess well, you won't be able to resist someone grabbing the chessboard.
Raising her hand to touch her cheek, it turned out that she had raised the corners of her mouth unknowingly, and Ying Yunsu suddenly understood the purpose of the cloak.
She couldn't really laugh, on the way to the Babel Monument.
Although Immortal Xianyan deliberately cleared the scene, who among the people staring at the Tongtian Monument at this moment is not a person with great supernatural powers?
A hood covering the face is the most original and effective.
"Master, be careful where you step." Immortal Master Xianyan helped Ying Yunsu, and the two of them were teleported together to the top of the 10,000-foot tall Tongtian Monument.
"Ningchi has met Leng Qiaoxian and Xianyan Xianzun."
Following Sanzhuo to the Tongtian Monument, Leng Ningchi was at a loss at first.
She had already come up to pay homage at the beginning. When she saw Ying Yunsu's appearance, she felt that she understood what she had meant and stepped forward to salute.
Seeing Leng Ningchi, Ying Yunsu showed some tenderness under her hood.
The altar was still far away, Leng Ningchi and Ying Yunsu walked forward slowly, while Xianyan Xianzun was a few steps behind.
Looking at the altar, Ying Yunsu was a little confused and didn't know the meaning of her coming here.
Wenren Hongye sent so many letters urging her to go worship the Saint Yuan Ancestor. She sealed them all and burned them all without reading them. She didn't care about the rumors from the outside world, but she finally set foot.
What kind of mood do you have?
Ying Yunsu touched her heart. She rarely had such complicated emotions.
Stop.
Erye served the incense.
Ying Yunsu stared, Saint Yuan Ancestor's life was for the longevity of mankind. He was selfless, so no one who knew him could criticize him.
But Ying Yunsu considers herself not a selfless person, she can't offer incense for him, she can't do it!
Suddenly he regretted this experience and wanted to turn around and leave. Immortal Master Xianyan said softly, "Master's wife is not in good health, so I asked the girl from the Leng family to bring a stick of incense on my behalf."
Although Leng Ningchi was confused, she still nodded and took the incense from Erye's hand.
"The Saint Yuan Ancestor is dead." Ying Yunsu's words made Leng Ningchi stop moving forward.
Xian Yanxian Zun was indifferent, "But the will of the Holy Patriarch will last forever."
'It's the will or the watchdog! Ying Yunsu's sudden question exploded in Xianyan Xianzun's mind. Ningzhi looked blankly at the incense that was burning quickly in his hand. The ashes of the incense scattered and fell, and most of it was gone in an instant.
what happened?
With this tense momentum, the air seemed to freeze, but Xianyan Xianzun's face was as gentle as ever.
Even though Ying Yunsu's questions were rushing into his mind without restraint.
"mother?"
Wen Renxian stepped onto the Tongtian Monument, followed by Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao saw that Xianyan Xianzun picked up Ying Yunsu, so she stopped following him. Since Xianyan Xianzun had something to do, she thought she would go to Renjing Xiaozhu first. On the way, she met Wenren who was looking for her. Immortal, just mentioned casually.
Wen Renxian was very surprised.
Shui Miaomiao was also puzzled. Wenrenxian didn't know about Yingyunsu's arrival?
Wen Renxian only hesitated for a moment, and then brought Shui Miaomiao straight to the Tongtian Monument. There was only one place she could go to when she came to the Ancient Immortal Sect.
He said that my mother was not a heartless person, so how could she not come to worship the Holy Ancestor, but the atmosphere on the Babel Monument didn't seem right.
Xianyan Xianzun raised his eyebrows. It was very simple to hide it from Wenrenxian, because Wenrenxian did not cultivate his own power, and he did not need to cultivate it.
But Shui Miaomiao behind Wen Renxian will always be a loophole.
Immortal Master Xianyan raised his robe and knelt down, "I am deeply saddened by the death of our ancestor Saint Yuan. It was my disciple who made a disrespectful statement. I ask my wife to calm down."
Ying Yunsu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and warned herself not to lose her composure in front of Wenrenxian. She waved her sleeves. Seeing this, Wenrenxian strode forward to help Xianyan Xianzun up, and said with a slight dissatisfaction. , "Mom, why are you in front of the Holy Ancestor?"
"You two go," Ying Yunsu pointed at Leng Ningchi and Wen Renxian, interrupting what he was about to say, "lay an incense stick for me as a mark of respect."
Wen Renxian looked at Ying Yunsu's slightly tired eyes and suppressed his complaints, "Yes."
Leng Ningchi changed her scent again and stood side by side with Wen Renxian.
"Master's wife is still angry." Immortal Master Xianyan walked towards Ying Yunsu and bowed deeply, saying sincerely, "My disciple really knows that I was wrong. Please don't let your anger ruin your body."
Ying Yunsu stretched out her hand to hold Xianyan Xianzun's bow, raised her eyes to the sky, and sighed softly, "Don't they all talk about changing your fate against the will of heaven? Why can't you try it?"
"But Master, the day is almost gone, what can I do to change my life?"
"But what if I just want to give it a try?" Ying Yunsu's voice sounded light and self-deprecating. Xianyan Xianzun sighed and looked at the mist that had condensed into ice, his eyes twinkling.
The master's wife is as proud as the snow is three thousand miles away, solitary and inviolable.
Xianyan Xianzun has always known and admired him. He said in a sincere tone, with a sense of guilt, "If possible, I really want to share my worries with my master. I only blame my lack of strength, but why should my master be annoyed with me? "
Immortal Master Xianyan glanced at the altar and said lightly, "Isn't there another way?"
