Quiet little building.
Pleasant morning.
The drums are beating, the pendulum is ringing, and the general is counting his troops.
The weather this morning is not very good, the sky is thick and hazy, and there are faint thunder and lightning snakes beating in the clouds, with a unique murderous atmosphere in the cold winter season.
Not long after, snow actually started to fall, seemingly appearing in an instant.
All white.
The world seems to be stained with this layer of vastness and becomes distant.
After Yunpinxueji, Han Qianyun leaned lazily on Yang Fan, with one hand around his waist and the other holding him, with a slight smile on her lips.
Dial it every now and then.
They were silent with each other, enjoying the afterglow of winter.
The next second, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in the sky, and it seemed that someone had entered the other courtyard.
"No, maybe the senior sister is back!"
The familiar voice made Han Qianyun's expression change. She suddenly sat up and grabbed the clothes beside her, only to find that they had been torn into tatters and could no longer be worn.
She couldn't help but give Yang Fan a "hard" look.
"Whoosh."
Yang Fan laughed dryly and skillfully dug under the bed. The Baifu Knot instantly formed a large black cocoon, burying his entire body in it.
Han Qianyun had no choice but to quickly grab a big cloak and put it on her body.
"Junior sister, are you in there?"
At this time, Cheng Shuyue had already arrived at the door and actually opened the door and walked in.
Han Qianyun immediately noticed that something was wrong with her state, and quickly stepped forward to support her, and asked quickly: "Senior Sister, what's wrong with you?"
She was usually strong, but now she showed obvious weakness.
Her face was pale, but there was a blush on her cheeks, as if she had been exhausted. When Han Qianyun supported her, she could clearly feel her body shaking slightly.
Han Qianyun quickly helped her sit down. Cheng Shuyue let out a long breath and seemed to finally relax: "I just went to the general view of Tianshi Dao in Shendu."
"What?"
Han Qianyun was startled and stood up suddenly.
Although the land of God's Capital is not as good as Shanmen, the headquarters of Tianshi Dao, it is still one of the important strongholds. The Tianshi who sits here are all very skilled, and they can be said to be a cloud of masters.
The two families have now reached a moment of tension. How could Han Qianyun not be shocked when he first heard that Cheng Shuyue went to the other party's lair?
Cheng Shuyue waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, and then said: "It doesn't matter, I brought the decree left by Master, and they can't do anything to me! Even if there is a decree in my hands, I have forced them to take an oath to temporarily avoid it. This ended the large-scale dispute between the two paths. However, this is not a long-term solution!"
After all, the Celestial Master Tao has killed two Celestial Masters, and there are still Celestial Master-level combat powers like Wulaoxing. How could they really give up like that?
She could force them to give in once, but how could she do it again and again?
Even this time, it was nothing more than a stopgap measure.
"Master, when will you leave seclusion?"
Cheng Shuyue sighed in her heart. It was too difficult for her to support the huge Fuyuan lineage by herself. "It would be great if the second junior sister was still there..."
When Han Qianyun heard this, she knew what Cheng Shuyue had done.
For a moment, a feeling of shame welled up in my heart. Naturally, it was because I was too weak to be of much help to the senior sister, which forced the senior sister to use the decree left by the master.
Is it not an easy task to use the power of the Great Heavenly Master to forcefully activate the decree left behind by the extremely powerful Ancestral Heavenly Master?
Seeing the haggard and weak look on Cheng Shuyue's face, Han Qianyun felt extremely distressed.
"Sister, please rest for a while."
"No, I have to return to Yingtian Temple. Even though I have forced all the Celestial Masters to swear an oath, they still need to be prepared. The new year is approaching and a storm is coming!"
Cheng Shuyue's face showed worry.
"You must seize the time to break through! If you don't become a heavenly master, you will have no choice but to follow the crowd."
After she stood up, she looked at Han Qianyun's face seriously, reached out and touched it, and then slowly disappeared in front of Han Qianyun.
"Senior Sister..."
Han Qianyun opened her mouth and sighed when she saw that Cheng Shuyue had left.
Only then did Yang Fan cautiously come out from under the bed. Seeing Han Qianyun's worried look, he quickly stepped forward: "You, are you okay?"
"Sister, she is suffering too much."
Han Qianyun leaned on Yang Fan's shoulder and sighed quietly.
However, she silently made up her mind to make a breakthrough, strive to integrate Buddhism and Taoism as soon as possible, and take the final step as soon as possible to become a heavenly master!
"Lord Buddha, I have to retreat for a period of time! I will never leave the retreat until I break through the Heavenly Master!"
Finally, Han Qianyun changed his hesitation, a look of determination appeared on his face, and he seriously stated his plan.
"I support you!"
Yang Fan stretched his sore waist and was about to rest for a while. When he heard this, he immediately agreed.
Breakthroughs are a good thing!
He certainly wasn't doing it just to get some extra rest.
Seeing that Yang Fan agreed to come down, Han Qianyun was also very moved.
So she took advantage of the fact that the retreat hadn't started yet and said, "I don't know how long the retreat will take, so I think..."
Yang Fan looked at Han Qianyun and couldn't say no.
After all, I don’t know how long the retreat will take. How can I, as a Buddha, have the nerve to refuse her intentions?
"Oh, that's it! I will sacrifice my life to accompany the Bodhisattva!"
It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning, when the sun was almost above his head, that Yang Fan left the courtyard.
After standing messy in the wind for a while, taking in a few breaths of cool winter air, I managed to cheer up.
He is so difficult.
Han Qianyun left to retreat, and the wine-making business might not have a chance.
In addition, Yang Fan felt that he was not good at doing business. Not only did he have to spend manpower and material resources, but he also had to worry about this and that. If he had this time, he might as well cut leeks.
"Perhaps we can go to Qingyue Watching?"
Although he was wary of the coffin-like hall deep inside the Taoist temple, he could still accept the risk after taking a walk around the alchemy room.
View of the clear moon.
Since the last theft incident, Taoist Qingchen has significantly strengthened the protection of the Taoist temple. Not only has he arranged cross-patrols by warriors, but he has even arranged numerous formations in the Taoist temple.
It is a pity that Yang Fan's Taoist weapon Baifu Knot seems to have a natural ability to pass through ordinary formations.
Yang Fan walked into Qingyue Temple in such a swaggering manner.
Of course, in order to avoid being seen by others, he still put on a Taoist robe outside. The blue and white striped Taoist robe made him look a bit out of the world.
When we walked near the alchemy room, the intensity of patrols here was obviously much higher.
Even the front and rear doors have added a lot of strength.
However, the strength of these warriors is too poor, and they are not qualified to stop Yang Fan.
I saw Yang Fan's figure swaying, and his whole body was like a gust of wind, and he got into the alchemy room in an instant.
The time was too short. In the blink of an eye of a normal person, he disappeared. Even the few strong men guarding the door just felt a gust of wind blowing by.
"Did anyone pass by just now?"
One of the strong men asked uncertainly.
