After reading the envelope, Jiang Ye felt very complicated.
"This guy, next time we meet, should I scold her or thank her..."
Li Zishan lied to herself, but she also saved herself.
It was she who extracted herself from the center of the vortex.
"Forget it, I'll think about it later. As for Xuantian Sect... I don't really want to go back now."
Jiang Ye decided to stay outside for a while.
Now that he has gone back, he doesn't know how to face his master.
He had already died for her once, and still died in her hands. It would be a lie to say that he was not sad.
His feelings for Chi Qing are destined to never go back to the past.
He put away the envelope, chatted with Mr. Wang for a while, and finally decided to stay on the edge of Zhongzhou, on the edge of the wild mountains.
"I will help you build a house, and you can practice well here. When you reach the golden elixir realm, you can leave on your own."
Because he would live here for a long time, Mr. Wang decided to help him build a wooden house.
Right next to his cabin.
When the big yellow dog saw that Jiang Ye was going to live here forever, he was so happy that he ran back and forth and jumped up and down.
It likes Jiang Ye very much.
I like the smell emanating from him, it smells so good, I feel more energetic every time I smell it!
Jiang Ye rubbed Dahuang's head, then stood up, bowed respectfully to Mr. Wang, and said thank you.
"I saved you because I actually had selfish motives."
"I want you to do something for me."
"After you leave this wild mountain range...forget it, let's talk about these things later."
Mr. Wang once said these words to Jiang Ye when he was building a wooden house, but he didn't say anything more after he said it halfway.
Jiang Ye understands that there is no such thing as a free lunch. It is important to receive kindness from others and return kindness to others.
It's natural.
Building a small wooden house is just a piece of cake for Mr. Wang, and the most important thing here is wood.
It only took half a day to build Jiang Ye's wooden house.
In front of the newly built wooden house, Jiang Ye and Mr. Wang stood side by side, facing the wind and snow, facing their new home.
Jiang Ye said: "Will you let me do something that is harmful to nature?"
Mr. Wang shook his head: "No."
"Would you let me do something that goes against my principles?"
"Won't."
"Then will I die?"
"Won't."
Jiang Ye nodded: "Then I promise you."
Mr. Wang suddenly couldn't help but turn his head to look at this man. His handsome face made him a little dazed.
He seemed to see himself when he was younger.
He was as handsome as the man in front of him, but he was more unruly and unruly, with his head always raised high unconsciously.
"I wish I had been so sensible back then."
Mr. Wang murmured bitterly and turned back to his cabin.
Everyone has his own story. He will not ask Jiang Ye about his past, and Jiang Ye will not pry into his past.
In this way, the good relationship between two people can often last longer.
The newly built wooden house is very strong, and the foundation and beams are very cleverly designed.
The walls of the wooden house do not leak air, and each wooden board is inlaid very tightly. The wooden house also has two small windows, which are also made of wood. Once closed, the howling cold wind is immediately isolated.
The configuration of the room is similar to that of Mr. Wang's wooden house, with a very simple bed, table, and chairs, but Jiang Ye troubled Mr. Wang to install a kitchen.
There is a chimney connected to the house.
It was a bit shabby, but Jiang Ye felt very warm.
At least I have a home again.
Jiang Ye has been practicing for a while.
It is better to practice Xuantian Kung Fu, which is one of the best techniques to lay the foundation for Xuantian Realm, and it can be modified to other techniques later without any conflicts.
It can be said that this is the foundation for Xuantian Sect to gain a foothold in Xuantian Realm.
Sunrise and sunset, flowers bloom and fade.
Time passed like this little by little with his practice.
Ever since Jiang Ye arrived, the big yellow dog would often come to visit, and finally settled down here at Jiang Ye's house.
Every time Jiang Ye practiced, he would lean next to Jiang Ye and curl up to sleep.
Here in Jiangye, he always sleeps soundly.
...
While Jiang Ye was in seclusion and practicing again, a series of shocking news happened in Xuantian Realm.
"It is said that the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Sect was attracted by the Heavenly Demon and suffered severe injuries! Now he is hiding back in the Heavenly Demon Sect to heal his injuries!"
"This news is long out of date."
"I'm telling you, someone found the entrance to the fairyland, and now many people are wandering there, hoping to pick up any fallen fairy objects!"
"By the way, do any of you know who that crazy woman who suddenly appeared is?"
"I don't know. Immortal Pavilion doesn't sell information about her. Anyway, just turn around and run away when you see her!"
"I heard that the madwoman seemed to have killed the leader of a sect. She just did it twice, and no one could tell how she did it."
"Tianyan Sect, one of the five top powers, seems to have announced the name of this generation's Holy Son..."
"That......"
A series of news suddenly broke out, shocking all the monks in Xuantian Realm.
Most people have a take-no-prisoners attitude.
Anyway, it's none of my business, just hang it up high.
The fire cannot burn them.
But suddenly, a piece of news quickly attracted the attention of a large number of monks.
[The Blood Moon is coming, and the Warcraft will become more ferocious. By then, a large-scale Warcraft craze may have broken out in Zhongzhou]
This news comes from Immortal Pavilion.
No one can question the authenticity of the news.
No one will use their own brand to tell a meaningless lie.
This news quickly aroused everyone's surprise.
A kind of turmoil in the mountains and rivers, and the atmosphere of impending storm is spreading.
The Warcraft craze is coming, which means that the world of cultivation will soon be bleeding again.
Some people died in the fighting, and of course some people grew up in the fighting.
Those major sects will arrange for their disciples to go out at this time to annihilate monsters and protect towns and villages. This can not only train their disciples, but also promote their sect and attract more geniuses to join.
But Jiang Ye didn't know this.
He was still in that small wooden house, with the yellow dog as his companion, meditating in seclusion.
The flying snow outside the window had disappeared, replaced by spring rain patting against his window.
Spring thunder, summer rain, autumn wind, winter snow...
The four seasons continue to cycle, and the aura on Jiang Ye's body continues to become more condensed and powerful.
After all, he had reached the Nascent Soul realm before, so when he started practicing again now, it gave Jiang Ye a different understanding.
Three summers later.
After a hazy and fresh light rain, the big yellow dog returned from foraging and walked briskly into the hole Jiang Ye specially left for it at the door.
Just as soon as he entered the door, the dog was stunned.
A figure in white robes was busy in the kitchen, seeming to be making some utensils out of wood.
When he saw Dahuang coming in from the corner of his eye, the man turned his head and waved to it with a gentle smile.
"Dahuang, come here, let me make you a bowl and see if you like it."
Three years have passed, and Jiang Ye's cultivation has gone from a trace of spiritual power to the late stage of foundation building.
He touched Dahuang's dog's head and looked at the green trees outside the window with emotion.
Time flies by like a white horse, and life is like clouds and dew.
He will soon be able to break through to the Golden Core Realm and see the outside world.
