The spring breeze blew, blowing the branches of Qiuyun Mountain and blowing off the petals on the branches.
Duguwang woke up from his dream and was so frightened that he shed a cold sweat and sat in the room for a long time. It was not until almost midnight that he stepped out of the room and came to the living room of Gong Ye Yuming, the great elder of Qiuyun Mountain.
If Nalan Ruoyu were here, she would have recognized Gongye Yuming in front of her as the middle-aged man following Duguwang.
Looking at Duguwang's pale face, Gongye Yuming frowned and asked, "What happened to make you so panicked?"
Dugu Wang sighed quietly, told him what happened in the dream, and then murmured to himself: "That woman has been in seclusion, which is not a good thing."
When Gongye Yuming heard this, he couldn't help but smile lightly and poured a cup of spiritual tea for Dugu Wang.
He said sternly: "There is nothing in the world except for people to disturb themselves. Haven't you heard that everything that happens in dreams is the opposite?"
"Oh? That's kind of interesting."
Duguwang sighed softly and said, "I asked Wuhen to go back to Tianyun Mountain first. If there is any trouble, he will tell me immediately."
Gongye Yuming thought for a while and said, "Your dream reminds us that some things cannot be delayed for too long. When we are almost ready, we should take action."
When Dugu Wang heard this, his body trembled, and he suddenly raised his head, staring closely at Gongye Yuming in front of him.
Gongye Yuming's expression didn't change, and he still looked at him quietly under Duguwang's fierce gaze.
Duguwang took a deep breath, thinking that something must come, since he chose to embark on a road of no return.
Then, everything is an arrangement of fate.
"I've already broken an arm. Even if I break it again, what does it matter?" Duguwang said slowly, then picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.
Outside the window, the spring scenery lingers.
Soon, spring will pass and summer will come.
Gongye Yuming smiled faintly: "It should be said that from the moment your arm was chopped off, all the endings have been written."
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The spring breeze blows and blows, also blowing the branches of the bamboo peak.
The Yaoguang Hall took on a new look today. There was a faint scent of incense filling the entire hall, and the windows that had been closed for countless years opened in an instant.
There was a pot of spiritual tea on the table, and the faint fragrance made Meng Shentong feel like he was in a fairyland.
"That guy took the position of headmaster and I ignored him. He deserved it. Who told him he was too soft-hearted back then? This is his retribution."
Meng Shentong said calmly: "But later he actually sent people to hunt down Wang Qiang who was heading to Xuefeng Mountain. I was so angry that I chopped off one of his arms!"
"You also know that your elixir was of no use back then, and my disciple still had another one. I didn't expect that guy to come and make plans, so I was so angry that I gave it to Wang Qiang..."
While drinking the spiritual tea in the cup, Meng Shentong introduced to Nalan Ruoyu what had happened over the years.
Then he asked: "So, do you want to take over the position of leader?"
Nalan Ruoyu shook her head and replied softly: "No, I haven't come back to my senses yet. Just do as you said and let them continue their troubles. Don't tell them that I'm back."
He sighed softly and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect Yan'er to marry that bastard. She was so out of her mind that she broke off Wang Qiang's engagement?"
Meng Shentong smiled faintly: "There is even more shocking news. Our precious disciple is currently brewing wine in Meishan. Can you tell me what to do about this matter?"
"ah?!"
When Nalan Ruoyu heard this, she couldn't help but giggle. She stretched out her hand to lick a strand of green silk on her forehead to her ear, while laughing non-stop.
It wasn't until he laughed for a while that he said, "Whatever, let's have a drink today. No matter who asks you, they say I didn't reply."
Meng Shentong smiled and said: "When that kid comes back, even the saints in Meishan can't find out about him. But when you come back today, you haven't stirred up a storm in Tianyun Mountain."
"You may not believe it, but this is all God's will."
Without talking about Li Xiuyuan, Nalan Ruoyu told the old man in detail about his dream-like experience.
Then he sighed faintly and said, "If it weren't for the change in my aura, if it wasn't for the addition of a sword on my body, I would have suspected that all of this was really a dream."
Meng Shentong smiled faintly: "To you, all this is real. To Duguwang, it is just a dream. He has disappeared for a long time. It is said that he went to visit relatives."
After the old man said this, he did not shy away from suspicion. He held Nalan Ruoyu's hand with one hand, carefully felt her pulse, and began to feel for it.
After a long time, he said quietly: "We will talk in detail about your cultivation in a few days."
Nalan Ruoyu nodded and replied, "Okay, where will my disciple go next?"
Meng Shentong thought for a while and replied: "The old monk said that in the summer, he will go to Phoenix City first to solve the trouble between Yuwen Liuli and the Imperial City."
At this moment, the light in the Yaoguang Palace flourished, and a vague power of law appeared in front of Nalan Ruoyu.
Illuminating the empty hall, a thick breath of life merged with the spring breeze blowing in, washing away the filthy smell in the hall.
Let the lifeless hall glow with vitality.
"I didn't expect that during these years of seclusion, you would actually understand a little bit of the law of life."
Seeing this scene, the old man couldn't help but admire in a low voice. There is no doubt that from now on, no matter what kind of wind and rain arises in Tianyun Mountain, it will not be able to shake the foundation of the Holy Land.
He wanted to see that earth-shattering moment.
"If you want to survive countless tribulations, the most difficult one is the tribulation of inner demons."
The old man said with emotion: "There are countless monks in the world who were about to break through to the realm of venerables, but fell under the tribulation of inner demons. I didn't expect that you survived it safely."
"I was confused at the time and didn't know what to do. Later, I relied on the power of the heavenly tribulation to break the inner demon that had become one with me. It was like a dream to me."
Nalan Ruoyu did not tell anything about the old monk.
She also understood that the reason why she was able to leave Zhufeng and go to another world to overcome the tribulation was probably entirely due to the hand of that great sage.
In fact, she didn't even see the old monk in the end.
Not to mention, the old monk taught her how to use the power of heavenly tribulation to deal with her own inner demons.
Even if she told this matter, she was afraid that the old man in front of her would not believe it, so she had no choice but to bury this secret in her heart forever.
Listening to Nalan Ruoyu's words, Meng Shentong couldn't help but sigh secretly.
He understood that it was the first time for Nalan or Yu to survive such a terrifying catastrophe, but they were able to plot against their inner demons... Even if the tribulation was like thunder and rain, so what?
At the last moment, Nalan Ruoyu used the thunder in the sky to kill the inner demon.
A faint smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said softly: "Next, you have to learn how to hide your cultivation and turn yourself into a mortal."
"How is this possible? Is it possible that you are like me, Li Xiuyuan?"
Gently closing her eyes, Nalan Ruoyu seemed to see in her eyes the appearance of Li Xiuyuan when she first saw him. At that time, his disciple looked like a mortal.
"He? He might have had a reason to be helpless back then."
Nalan Ruoyu's words touched on some of Li Xiuyuan's secrets back then, and he learned from the old monk in Xuefeng Mountain that his current disciple looked like a real mortal.
The old man smiled and said, "Don't talk about him yet. You don't have to do anything next. Just go dig the ground in the wooden house in the back mountain to grow vegetables and flowers, and turn yourself into a mortal."
"Back then, my disciple asked the monk Buli and the princess of Phoenix City to sell wine and food by the Tongtian River, watch the living beings by the river, and turn himself into a mortal."
Meng Shentong said leisurely: "But you skipped the step of becoming a human being. Now you have to turn around and restrain all your cultivation to try the fireworks in the world."
When Nalan Ruoyu heard this, she waved her hand, but there was a confused look in her eyes.
He asked in a daze, "Is it possible that I also want to go to the Tongtian River to practice for a few years?"
"That's not necessary."
Meng Shentong smiled and said, "Didn't my disciple grow vegetables on the bamboo peak and go to the abyss to succumb to demons at the same time?"
Sighing softly, the old man said silently: "You are just doing what your precious disciple did again."
Nalan Youyu didn't say anything more, just sighed softly.
As time goes by, there are some things that make people sigh. Thinking about that shocking battle that year, his disciple almost died under that high platform.
It's different in the end. A person is quietly growing vegetables on the bamboo peak and practicing at the same time?
"Before the sky falls, Tianyun Mountain won't need you to use your sword."
Meng Shentong said quietly: "Ten years to hide a sword, since you have been hiding it for many years, and since you have never used the sword in front of everyone."
After a short pause, the old man continued: "Then, continue to hide until neither Dugu Wang nor Yaozun and the others think you are just a mortal."
"Is it worth spending your whole life hiding a sword?"
Nalan Ruoyu asked thoughtfully: "Then where is the headmaster brother? Where is my disciple? He has never hidden it before?"
Hearing this, Meng Shentong shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "He doesn't need to hide. Even if he hides, no one will believe him. He himself is a sword, but those guys don't believe it."
When Nalan Ruoyu heard this, she thought of the shocking battle with the Snowfield Holy Land on the ice lake.
Before that battle, no one believed that their disciple could defeat the genius of the Snowfield Holy Land, but later it turned out that everyone was blind.
"It turns out that mortals can also become immortals."
Only at this moment did Nalan Ruoyu understand why the little princess of Phoenix City, who never left the monk, wanted to go to the Tongtian River and treat herself as a mortal.
Meng Shentong nodded, sighed and said, "One more thing, I just learned that your disciple is now a sixteen-year-old blind man, both eyes are blind."
"Ah? How is this possible? Who could hurt his eyes?"
Nalan Ruoyu was shocked when he heard this and blurted out: "Isn't he in Meishan? Where is the old monk, Senior Yun? Is it possible that they can't cure my disciple's eyes?"
Meng Shentong shook his head and sighed: "The old monk said that he is a fate, not a disease. No one can cure him except God."
Hearing this, Nalan Ruoyu was even more confused and murmured to herself: "My eyes are blind, what should I do?"
"You don't have to worry about him. The old monk said that he almost killed Ouyang Chongming in the Snowfield Holy Land outside Yamu Temple in the spring."
The old man took a sip of the spiritual tea and said calmly: "If his female disciple hadn't sent a message to beg for mercy."
After hearing this, Nalan Ruoyu couldn't help but giggle and said: "This really means, okay, I will plant flowers and vegetables on the bamboo peak and wait for this blind disciple to return."
The old man shook his head and continued: "He also had a lot of trouble this time. Somehow, he had a grudge against Jade Dragon Snow Mountain when he came back."
The old man spent a while and explained the current situation again.
Then he smiled and said: "In the eyes of the world, he is just a mortal with evil powers and no cultivation."
