The spiritual thoughts spread, and in an instant, the mountains and rivers reflected the mind.
"Floating World!"
"came back!"
Bingchen muttered to himself.
However, within Bingchen's reach, the entire world's mountains and rivers appeared in his mind almost instantly.
Familiar atmosphere, familiar scenery, familiar mountains, rivers and land.
Bing Chen's expression changed slightly, his originally sad mood was slightly diluted by this.
Withdrawing his spiritual thoughts, Bingchen looked around in the Fusheng Hall, pondered for a moment, and said: "I know you have a spirit, this time, thank you!"
As if responding to Bing Chen, suddenly, a ray of mysterious light shot out, illuminating Bing Chen.
Seeing this, Bing Chen's face showed a somewhat soft expression and he bowed.
Turning around, Bingchen walked towards the outside of Fusheng Hall.
Pushing open the door, the familiar sight came into view.
In front of the Fusheng Hall, in the Xuanyu clearing, hundreds of monks were still lost in their dreams. Among them, Hao Ran was the more than 700 monks who invaded the Fusheng Realm and were captured by Bing Chen. And further ahead, looking down, it is the ninety-nine steps of the Floating Life Staircase!
The floating ladder is still the same, and the place of origin further down is still the same!
When Bing Chen saw this, a somewhat complicated look appeared in his eyes.
Memories emerged in my mind, including the scene when I climbed the floating ladder with Bing Yuexi, and also what happened when the gods invaded and forcibly climbed the floating ladder. .
"Xi'er!" Thinking of this, Bing Chen called out softly.
A face that is familiar and beautiful, cold and noble, and at the same time, a figure that is beautiful, playful, cute and lovely comes to mind.
A little melancholy, a little helpless, and even a little longing.
"Xi'er, I won't let you wait too long!" Bing Chen said to himself.
As he said this, another figure appeared in Bing Chen's mind.
"Youmeng!"
When he thought of Lan Youmeng, Bingchen felt even more helpless and powerless.
"Soul Immortal! I don't know how long it will take before I can cultivate to the realm of Soul Immortal!" Bing Chen said feebly.
Yes!
In just a moment, Bing Chen's eyes showed a sharp look.
"So what if I am Soul Immortal? Even if I spend everything I have, I will still find You Meng from your hands!" Bing Chen said in a cold voice.
Now that he has lost too much, he is really afraid of losing the one he loves most, and he will never allow the one he loves to leave him again!
He looked into the distance, his sharp eyes gradually becoming colder.
After a while, Bing Chen regained his mind.
As soon as I thought about it, my mind was immersed in the Kunyu Pearl.
For the first time, Bingchen divided himself into dozens of people, and at the same time he looked for the person he cared about most.
Jingchan, Jiang Zimo, Qian Zheyue, Xuanying, Jin Lianzhi, Junmei, Shengli, Ji Yueying, Yan Lingjiao, Yuru, Jingshu, Jingya...
Everyone within his reach was immediately reflected in his mind.
There was a bit of surprise in his expression, but Bing Chen discovered that, without exception, everyone was concentrating on practicing!
Sheng Li sat alone in the red flame formation, letting the fire burn her body without changing her expression. Bing Chen even discovered that she had entered a deep level of cultivation and reached a state of enlightenment where her mind and spirit were united and her mind was ethereal.
Ji Yueying and Yan Lingjiao are both in the Jianjue Valley. They are tempering their bodies with the help of the Sword Intention Killing Formation in the valley. Their clothes were already in pieces, and both of them were covered in sword wounds. However, even so, the two of them clenched their teeth and allowed the sword intent to come to them. They did not even use much strength to resist, but were just desperately using their skills to treat their injuries.
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Yuru, as before, sat cross-legged in her attic, comprehending the charm of wood from the God Mo Dao, and practicing his wood-based skills. Even Bing Chen could clearly see that dust had accumulated quite thickly on the wooden table in his room. Judging from its appearance, it must have been at least several years or even ten years old!
Jingshu Jingya, the two of them clasped their hands together, both in deep practice. Now, it can be said that their auras are almost the same, and there is not much difference in their cultivation level or even the fluctuation of their souls! As if they were twins, it was hard to tell them apart!
What surprised Bing Chen the most was Jingchan, Jiang Zimo, Qian Zheyue, Jin Lianzhi and Junmei who were sitting cross-legged and meditating around the Void God Gold on one of the spiritual peaks!
The power of the Five Elements was released from the five people and fell into the Five Elements Sword in front of them. The Five Elements Sword is also absorbing the essence of the Void Divine Gold. Even Jingchan and the other five are refining the overflowing power of the Void Divine Gold.
An almost transparent long sword, condensed by the Five Elements Sword Intention, coupled with the power of the Void Divine Gold, is suspended on the Void Divine Gold. Even if Bing Chen peeks with his spiritual mind, the transparent sword condensed by the Five Elements Sword Intention and the power of the Void Divine Gold The artistic conception of swordsmanship exuded by the long sword also gave Bing Chen a chill in his heart!
Bing Chen had a feeling that the transparent long sword and magical power condensed by Jingchan and others were more powerful than the Xu-breaking sword he used with the help of the Five Elements Sword!
The cherry trees are scorching, and the flowers are dancing all over the sky.
At Yingman Peak, Bingchen's spiritual thoughts came here. Seeing the beautiful scenery here again, Bingchen couldn't help but feel slightly absent-minded.
The cherry blossoms remain the same and the people remain the same!
Outside the hut, under the cherry tree, a plain white figure sat cross-legged.
Still so dignified and elegant, still so elegant, and still so beautiful!
Yes!
When Bing Chen looked carefully, he clearly noticed that Xuan Ying's aura had changed a lot compared to before!
The former Xuanying was cold and noble, but gentle and elegant. But now Xuan Ying, Bing Chen felt that it was too cold!
Yes, it’s just cold! That feeling was not unfamiliar to Bing Chen at all. It was almost very similar to the aura exuded by Bing Yuexi and Bing Po!
While Bingchen was hesitating and sizing up Xuan Ying, suddenly, Xuan Ying opened her eyes and looked up at the sky.
"Master!" Xuan Ying called softly.
Bing Chen was surprised.
"Master, I know it's you! Master!" Xuan Ying said again.
However, she waited for a few breaths, but there was still no response.
Frowning slightly, Xuan Ying stood up and bowed to the front.
"Master, please show up and meet the disciple. The disciple has been waiting for the master for more than thirty years!" Xuan Ying continued.
Looking at the sky, her eyes trembled slightly. Xuan Ying felt nervous, worried, and a little excited at the same time.
She believed that her intuition was not wrong. Someone was peeping here, and that person was the master she had been waiting for, Bing Chen!
"Master!"
Seeing that Bing Chen still didn't respond, Xuan Ying called softly again, and at the same time, there was a bit of anxiety and nervousness in her expression.
"Master, please show up and meet this disciple soon! In the past thirty years, this disciple has been waiting for Master to appear all the time. I have been thinking about and worrying about Master all the time! Master, disciple ...Disciple..." Xuan Ying said with a pleading tone.
Suddenly, at this time, Xuan Ying felt something in her heart and quickly turned around and looked back.
A figure, a white robe in tatters, blood stains on it turning black, a figure with white hair!
Seeing the person in front of her, Xuan Ying's heart trembled suddenly, and she immediately called out: "Master!"
As soon as the words fell, Xuan Ying swooped down and landed on Bing Chen's chest.
"Master! Master!"
"I know it's you, I know it must be you!" Xuan Ying said excitedly.
Her arms slowly passed around Bingchen's waist and hugged Bingchen tightly. Xuanying was so excited that her body trembled slightly.
Bing Chen's eyes were soft, looking at the person in his arms with a hint of affection in his eyes.
A familiar breath, a familiar feeling, and a familiar warmth.
Xuan Ying couldn't care about anything else. The excitement and joy in her heart prompted her to hug Bing Chen tightly and bury her head in his chest.
"Master, I miss you so much. Over the past thirty years, I have been thinking about you all the time." Xuan Ying whispered.
Bingchen's eyes changed a bit, hesitated for a while, and then gently stroked Xuan Ying's back.
Feeling Bingchen's actions, Xuanyin felt a little ashamed, but at this moment, she didn't want to care at all.
Hugging Bing Chen tightly, Xuan Ying didn't want to let go. The two hugged each other quietly, surrounded by cherry blossoms under the cherry blossom tree. In the past thirty years, Xuan Ying had imagined such a scene countless times and wished for it countless times.
After losing the news about Bingchen and knowing that he might be in danger, Xuanying realized how important Bingchen was in her heart now.
She didn't know when Bingchen broke into her heart. Once upon a time, Bingchen's concern for her, his love for her, and his meticulous care for her fascinated her, made her happy, and made her dependent. ! Xuan Ying has never had this feeling, not even her Master Xuan Yun has ever given it to her, and Xuan Ying knows that she cannot give it to her, nor can anyone else give it to her!
The feeling that Bing Chen gave her, that kind of warmth, that kind of care, that kind of love, was very special, far beyond the simple relationship between master and disciple! Of course, at least in Xuanying's own opinion!
After experiencing more than thirty years of longing, more than thirty years of uneasiness and concern, Xuanying also let go of her worries and burdens. She had secretly sworn and secretly made up her mind that when Bingchen appeared again, no matter what, she would always be with him and stay by his side. She didn't want to be like this again, just waiting helplessly in Kunyu Pearl!
"Master!"
After a while, Xuan Ying calmed down slightly and looked up at Bing Chen's face.
Xuan Ying stretched out her jade hand and gently caressed Bing Chen's cheek.
Looking at Bing Chen with gentle eyes, Xuan Ying at this time no longer had the same coldness as before, but only had a different kind of tenderness!
Looking at the beautiful, familiar and extremely important person in his arms, the sadness in Bingchen's heart, the hatred and coldness hidden in his heart, as well as various other emotions, were gradually smoothed away. appease.
"Um!"
Bingchen hummed softly.
Looking at Bing Chen's now somewhat weathered face and eyes, Xuan Ying secretly felt distressed.
"Master, what have you... experienced in these years, and why..." Xuan Ying looked at Bing Chen with distressed eyes and asked softly.
Bing Chen's face showed a bit of gentleness and he said: "Dreamland Baisheng, I am trapped in the dream world, which makes you worry."
Xuan Ying's eyes changed slightly, and her cheek rested on Bing Chen's chest again.
"Master, just be fine!" Xuan Ying said softly.
Caressing Xuan Ying's hair, Bing Chen softly called: "Ying'er!"
Hearing Bing Chen's call, Xuan Ying's heart trembled slightly.
The long-lost "Ying'er" is a title that only Bing Chen can call.
"Um!"
Xuan Ying hummed softly.
Bingchen's eyes were soft and he didn't say anything. He just hugged Xuan Ying quietly again and looked at her gently.
The warmth of the past was once again felt by Xuan Ying. Nestling against Bing Chen's chest, Xuan Ying's eyes showed a bit of satisfaction and joy.
She knew what was appropriate, so after a while, despite her reluctance, Xuan Ying took the initiative to let go of Bing Chen and took a step back.
Looking at Bing Chen, Xuan Ying's cheeks were slightly red, but her eyes were still extremely gentle.
However, when he once again noticed Bing Chen's tattered robes covered with dried black blood, he felt a secret pain in his heart.
After thinking for a moment, Xuan Ying took one of Bing Chen's hands and said, "Master, follow me!"
As soon as the words fell, Xuan Ying pulled Bing Chen towards her cabin.
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