Half an hour later.

To the top floor of the south building.

Yu Xiaoxing, who was free and had nothing to do, sat in the attic, with his two legs hanging out in the air, overlooking the entire Liuguang City. The city walls and ruins that had not yet been completely repaired and returned to their positions were reflected in her eyes. The disaster of war was in trouble, and the people were in danger. This trip to the Qingjiang Realm was a great impact for Yu Xiaoxing. After suffering hardships, she also saw many things clearly and had a great understanding.

After Nan Tieyi returned to Xiangnan Tower, she left first to meet several elders.

As soon as the old fish spirit entered the door, he shouted to find the little girl to sing the song. Fortunately, Xiangnanlou still maintained his previous business appearance. His father was playing the erhu, and the blind girl seemed to have just told a joke, which made the onlookers laugh.

Soon, the three elders of the Immortal Emperor Sect came to visit again in person.

Elder Mo of the Sutra Library handed over all the information jade slips sent from the Weishui Main Steering to Ye Qingyu. What they recorded was the division of boundary power in the world today, the list of masters and powerful people from all walks of life, and of course, a brief history of the boundary alliance, the current composition, and various secrets.

Ye Qingyu thanked repeatedly.

Then he was pulled by the martial arts elder Xie and went high into the sky. In the battlefield of the sky, he put aside all his worries and fought a battle. He was accustomed to accompany this warlike old man to enjoy the funeral old man, and Ye Qingyu himself also benefited a lot.

When Ye Qingyu returned to the inn, his bones seemed to be falling apart.

In the next two days, Elder Xie would pull Ye Qingyu to fight two or three times a day.

Ye Qingyu knew in his heart that this was the old man using his own way to guide him in martial arts.

He remembered this friendship firmly in his heart.

Two more days later.

"Brother Qingyu, what are your plans next?" Nan Tieyi knocked on the door and entered Ye Qingyu's room. At this time, he changed into a water-blue brocade robe, with a gentle and elegant temperament, and a faint sense of majesty on his body.

"Just going to find you,..." Ye Qingyu said with a smile.

"Brother Qingyu, I guess you must want to go back to the Heavenly Realm, right?" Nan Tieyi was thinking like water, and saw Ye Qingyu's thoughts.

"Yes, I've been out for so long, and I'm worried about the safety of my family and friends..." Ye Qingyu also admitted openly: "I don't know if the Immortal Emperor Sect has a boundary channel to help me return to the Tianhuang Realm?"

"Speaking of this, I can really help." Nan Tieyi's mouth raised slightly.

"Really?" A hint of excitement flashed in Xing'er's eyes.

Nan Tieyi smiled faintly and nodded.

Ye Qingyu felt relieved when he heard this.

"Xiao Ran, I will take Mr. Ye and others out for a trip. Everyone stayed at Xiangnan Tower and didn't have to follow him." Nan Tieyi gave a light command. Although she had not gotten up, her voice was like a stretch of thin line, and it was teleported directly to Ling Xiaoran's ears in the distance.

Half a day later.

Deep in the Wei River Mountains.

Green mountains lean against the water, birds sing in curling wind.

Compared with the evil spirits of the Taiyi Mountains and blood-red scene, the Weishui Mountains thousands of miles away are still green, with lush woods and gurgling streams.

The Immortal Emperor Sect retired back then, and the current location of the sect is the Weishui Mountains.

The Immortal Dynasty was so powerful back then. Even though it retreated to the Weishui Mountains and had thousands of years of operation, it turned this mountain into a blessed land of caves and a world full of spiritual energy. Compared with the Taiyi Mountains before it was demonized, it was not inferior. However, it was a different style. It did not have the majestic and strict atmosphere of Taiyi Sect, and there was a leisurely and complacent atmosphere everywhere.

"That's it." Nan Tieyi stood forty miles east of the mountain range, at the entrance of a cave in the gap between the valleys.

The cave is hidden and covered with powerful formations, which is obvious at first glance.

Ye Qingyu, Xing'er and the old fish spirit followed him into the cave.

The cave corridor only accommodates one person, and the cave is covered with clear blue jade. You can see everything clearly without candlelight.

The cave has winding paths and is well-connected. If Nan Tieyi had not led the way, anyone who came in would be lost in the cave and lost his direction.

A few moments.

At the end of the stone cave, a stone wall about ten meters high and four meters wide appeared in front of everyone.

The stone wall is pitch black and shiny, emitting bursts of chaotic halos as light as thin smoke. The walls are rough in texture and uneven particles on the surface. In between, there are hundreds of spherical depressions the size of fists.

"The Gate of the Realm!" Xing'er exclaimed.

A trace of surprise flashed in Ye Qingyu's eyes.

Unexpectedly, there was a gate of the realm hidden in the Weishui Mountains where the Immortal God Emperor Sect race was emerging!

"Brother Qingyu, I don't know when I see you again this time. You have seen the coordinates of the Qing Jiang Realm. If you need it in the future, you can enter through this gate..." Nan Tieyi slowly took off the purple jade with a slightly fluorescent purple rhyme blooming on his forehead, and sighed as he looked at the gate of the realm.

Ye Qingyu never knew that Nan Tieyi had left everyone behind and brought him here in person to prevent anyone from discovering the possibility of the coordinates of the Tianhuang Realm.

Only with great righteousness can the world become better.

Only when the entire Qing Jiang Realm was in chaos, killing each other for the coordinates of the Tianhuang Realm, and turning against each other, Nan Tieyi truly demonstrated his morality and virtue as a descendant of the dynasty.

Great gratitude is not thankful.

Ye Qingyu's eyes were solemn and nodded slightly.

bite!

Nan Tieyi gently threw out the purple jade that was made of light in his hand. The jade ring gently touched the door of the realm, and the purple light burst out. The chaotic light instantly shone the entire stone cave like daytime.

After the three of them said goodbye to Nan Tieyi one by one, they turned around and walked into the chaotic halo...

...

The world of heaven.

Snow Country, Snow Beijing.

At noon, the sun is scorching.

A few cotton-like clouds floated in the azure sky.

The breeze blew across the Temple of Light, which seemed solemn and solemn under the scorching sun. In the center of this building complex that looked like a small kingdom, a sound of pots and pans suddenly came from a hall in a connected temple.

A slightly fat middle-aged woman with an apron around her waist was standing at the door of the palace, and was giving something to a little girl beside her.

This middle-aged woman was Wu Ma who followed Ye Qingyu to take care of her daily life from Youyan Pass.

It has been more than half a year since Ye Qingyu left the Tianhuang Realm. Wu Ma's skin seemed to be more shiny and delicate than before, and she was still wearing simple cloth clothes.

Her complexion was much better than before, and a hint of imperceptible majesty was faintly revealed in the corners of her eyebrows.

Wu Ma walked into the hall and pointed at the more than ten women busy in the hall as she walked.

Everyone has a clear division of labor, some are cutting vegetables, some are cooking fires, and some are preparing pastry

This hall is like a huge kitchen!

Ma Wu walked past a row of stoves connected together.

On the stove, several large casseroles were bubbling, and a strong fragrance drifted out.

"Hey, I don't know when he will come back to make soup with me." Wu Ma looked at the boiling casserole and sighed softly.

She thought of Ye Qingyu again, the young man who changed her second half of her life.

If it weren't for Ye Qingyu, she would definitely be still in Youyan Pass, guarding the family, and living a poor life without the last meal.

It was Ye Qingyu who brought earth-shaking changes to her life.

An ordinary peasant woman like her who has no other strengths than a good dish that can be made. She has no family background and no martial arts cultivation. No one will look at her in the crowd.

But since she followed Ye Qingyu to the Temple of Light, she naturally became the chief chef of the Temple of Light. More than ten people under her were waiting for her arrangement, and she didn't even need to cook by herself.

And she was a little cook, and everyone respected him very much in this temple of light. After walking out of the temple of light, no one dared to have any disrespect for her. Even the nobles in the Snow Country never looked down on her because she was just a little cook.

The reason in between her naturally understood in her heart that everything about her now is because of Ye Qingyu!

She always remembered that Ye Qingyu had liked drinking the soup she cooked with her own hands since Youyan Pass.

But Ye Qingyu has been away from Tianhuang Realm for more than half a year. She seemed to be afraid that she would become unfamiliar with her cooking skills over time, and always came to the kitchen in person to help everyone with three meals a day. She was looking forward to Ye Qingyu appearing suddenly and she could make a bowl of her best soup for him as soon as possible.

Wu Ma thought to herself, and a look of expectation appeared on her face.

A breeze blew by.

There was a rustling sound, and Wu Ma, who was immersed in her memories, was attracted by the sound and looked in the sound.

Not far outside the hall, bright fire leaves swayed and trembled in the wind. Occasionally, a few leaves fell down on the branches and swirled down in the air.

In the woods of fire.

A young man in a white robe is practicing martial arts in the clearings in the woods.

He had a blue ribbon covered his eyes, and the expression on his face was faint, which was Bai Yuanxing!

After more than half a year, Bai Yuanxing's temperament changed drastically, as if he was a new life.

His body is much stronger than before, with his head full of black hair tied high behind his head, dancing in the air with the blue ribbon he tied to his eyes.

As his clothes flew, he punched slowly without any haste, leaving transparent fist marks in the void, and a slight burst sound came from the air.

His foot slowly stepped out, and invisible air waves burst out. On the ground centered on him, bright leaves of fire swelled around like water waves.

Bai Yuanxing's punches and kicks had already vaguely seen the style of a master.

The blue ribbon covered with eyes added a hint of mystery and outspread to his calm face. He could no longer see that he was the timid and inferior white horse sword slave in the past.

His cultivation level has actually reached the realm of the sea of ​​suffering!

Bai Yuanxing was born with poor qualifications and was not suitable for practicing martial arts. However, when he was in Youyan Pass, he was hit by the fragments of the void thunder of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and almost lost his life. In order to heal his wounds, Ye Qingyu taught him the Heavenly Blind Path and carefully guided him to practice.

Who would have thought that the practice of the Heavenly Blind Path was very consistent with Bai Yuanxing. Bai Yuanxing, who had lost his eyesight, practiced the Heavenly Blind Path as easily as a fish in water. Although he had poor qualifications and started much later than others, his willpower was very comparable to that of others and he had a sense of perseverance.

By now, Bai Yuanxing has already achieved the cultivation level of the Miser Sea, and the sweat he has put in for this can be imagined. Although his rapid progress in cultivation has a lot to do with some of the methods left by Ye Qingyu before leaving the Tianhuang Realm, it is already amazing to achieve the current achievements.

After a set of boxing techniques, Bai Yuanxing slowly closed his fists and stood quietly in place.

His ears trembled gently, as if he had heard something, a faint curve appeared on the corner of his lips, as calm and elegant as a banished immortal-

Fourth update.

For me, this is a little miracle. I actually wrote four chapters while drinking salt and sugar water...
Chapter completed!