Jiang Qing asked with a worried look on his face: "Master, what else can I do?"
"Ahem, my teacher will go with you."
"Okay - eh?" Jiang Qingyu responded subconsciously, but the next second she realized, what? ! Master is leaving the mountain?
Wu Lingjun walked with a breeze, and walked up to Jiang Qingyu in three steps. He knocked her on the head gently and not hard, "Um, what? I'm going to follow you as a teacher. Aren't you happy?"
Jiang Qingyu waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, my master is going with me, how can I not be able to do this? I am very happy!"
Wu Lingjun snorted softly and said: "That's pretty much it..."
He originally had the temperament of a wandering cloud and wild crane, and would never stay in the same place for more than five years. Because of the troubles caused by these stupid disciples and the demon clan, he had to live in this mountain for a hundred years.
Fortunately, the young apprentice had good mobility and completed all the tasks a year earlier than expected, allowing him to escape early.
When Wu Lingjun went out, he couldn't rely on Jiang Qingyu's small spiritual boat alone. With a wave of his sleeve, he created a larger and more gorgeous flying boat than the one refined for Jiang Qingyu. It covered the clouds and the sun. The body is engraved with an exquisite statue of the beast Bai Ze.
Jiang Qingyu covered her lips and suppressed a smile. Unexpectedly, her master was quite narcissistic.
Wu Lingjun coughed twice in embarrassment. Jiang Qingyu did not dare to make a mistake and immediately stood up.
Not far away, Tang Yuan was rushing over holding the unconscious Song Wu. Who would have thought that just after he put Song Wu on the bed, the master would send a message asking him to gather at the sect!
"By the way, bring along the group of ghosts you brought back from the underworld."
Wu Lingjun calculated with his fingers and found that there was still time to go to the underworld.
Tang Yuan honestly made the secret with one hand, and soon the whole mountain was covered with darkness. If you look carefully, you can see centipedes, scorpions, devils and bull-heads, all kinds of weird things, no more, no less, just the same mountain.
Jiang Qingyu twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.
Oh, by the way, she had experienced this damn familiar feeling on the first full moon after joining the sect.
Wu Lingjun frowned slightly, and Tang Yuan immediately took a group of subordinates into his ghost realm, and then automatically retreated to a dark corner, determined not to be an eyesore.
Wu Lingjun relaxed his brows and stood behind the sect. His pupils turned blue again, and he quickly dropped a magic circle with his gesture to cover the entire Wuya Sword Sect.
Jiang Qingyu could roughly tell that this was a suppression formation. She had read the Encyclopedia of Formations thoroughly, and she had a relatively good understanding of the formations in it.
But the one set up by the master does not seem to belong to any of the formations, but more like a change of the formation to suppress evil spirits.
Wu Lingjun didn't mean to explain, and Jiang Qingyu didn't ask. Master naturally meant it, so there was no need to get to the bottom of it.
"Okay, let's set off." Wu Lingjun said quietly.
As the flying boat moved, the entire Wuya Sword Sect shrank rapidly and left through a crack in the clouds. The gate to the secret realm slowly and silently closed.
When the people in Hongfeng Town saw the huge thing in the sky, they were all shocked and speechless. After a long silence, one person murmured: "Which sect's flying magic weapon is this? It's so angry..."
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After flying in the sky for nearly two days and one night, Song Wu finally woke up at Haishi yesterday. After Shi Yan was awakened, her mind was filled with many memories, sometimes from the past, sometimes from the future. Various memories were mixed together, giving her a splitting headache.
As a last resort, Master Wu Lingjun asked her to sleep again, with Tang Yuan guarding her.
Tang Yuan has been thinking hard about the memory of the previous life of the Nether Lord every day, but it seems that he has been blocked by Ren Du's second line. No matter how many things Crow Yin tells him about the Nether Realm, he can't remember a single thing.
Crow Yin actually remembered a lot in the past two days, but most of them were irrelevant. For example, his two characters were brothers to Ming Lord one day, and became a majestic judge tomorrow, and even Ming Lord was in awe.
Another example is the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld. There are endless punishments, including blood stabs, oil pans, whips, etc.
What's even more terrible is that his other indifferent character usually likes to be with those instruments of torture, and his little devils call him a pervert!
As for Jiang Qingyu and Wu Lingjun's master and apprentice, they chatted a lot, and before they knew it, the five of them arrived in the deep mountains and old forests of Beizhou - Mihundang.
It is exactly what the two brothers Yuemo Yuebai said here. The fog is so thick that you can only see the road under your feet in the vast expanse of white. If you want to see forward, you have to use your spiritual power to push through the layers of fog that seem to condense into water droplets. .
From time to time, the low roars of monsters can be heard in the mountain col. The sounds are sometimes high, sometimes low, and horrifying.
Jiang Qingyu took out the jade pendant, and they walked together. As expected, the white mist dispersed, and the screams of the monsters suddenly stopped.
After walking only a few steps, five men in white robes came out to greet them, including Yue Mo Yue Bai, who said in unison: "Welcome the Palace Master back to the palace!"
The five people actually shouted with the momentum of thousands of troops. Jiang Qingyu quickly helped them up one by one and said: "Please get up quickly, please get up quickly."
The old man among the men in white robes was hunched over, his eyes full of muddy tears. After he was lifted up, he cried like a child, with tears streaming down his face: "Palace Master, you are finally back!"
He was already old and could not survive the calamity for more than a thousand years. He was just obsessed with seeing his savior again. He took three pills of longevity pills, but it didn't help. He originally thought he would regret it for the rest of his life. I didn’t expect it to work!
What a blessing from God.
Yuebai supported the old man and introduced: "This is Elder Yueyi."
"Elder Yueyi, long time no see!" Jiang Qingyu seemed a little at a loss when facing such a scene for the first time, but remembering that they all knew each other in the previous life, she answered like this.
Elder Yueyi bowed devoutly to Jiang Qingyu, wiped the tears from his face, and said: "Palace Master, there is no need to panic, I am just too happy."
He looked at Jiang Qingyu's face, which was only eighteen years old, and thought that a thousand years ago, when he was thought to be unlucky and about to be dipped in a pig cage, the palace mistress descended from the sky. At that time, her appearance was more mature than now, and with a sword He split open the cage, rescued him, and took him on the path of spiritual practice.
The palace master's kindness to him was as high as the sky, and he always thought that he could repay him if he had the chance!
Yuebai pointed at the two women beside him, one was fresh and beautiful, and the other was peerless elegance. When they looked at Jiang Qingyu, tears shone in their eyes.
"She is Yuexiu——"
"I'm Yuehua!" The gorgeous woman introduced herself first.
Yue Bai paused and said helplessly: "Yes, she is Yue Hua."
Yuexiu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said happily: "Palace Master, it's great to finally see you again!"
Being remembered by so many people, Jiang Qingyu felt as if something was filling her heart. It was swollen, but not uncomfortable. She thought that this was probably a sweet burden.
