In the middle of winter, the snow was still heavy. The old and the young, who were tens of thousands of years apart, stood under the plum tree. The old man gently dusted off the snowflakes on the young man's shoulders, and his face was filled with smiles. He seemed to be a little afraid of the cold when he got old. The old man shrank his sleeves and rubbed his hands hard, whispered his mouth and breathed a lot of heat.

No one would have thought that such an ordinary old man would be the candle-holding dragon that once dominated the three realms.

The old man, who seemed much older than half a month ago, shook his wide sleeves and smiled: "I hope you can become a disciple of the back mountain as you wish next time you and I meet."

The old man in front of him rekindled his kindness and was as close as his grandson. Chang Xi had already learned from Shi Tian where he had gone with a candle in the past half month and did something. He reached out to wrap the old man's gray robe tighter. His voice choked up unconsciously. Tears of mixed emotions rolled in his eyes. He forced himself to not fall, and he nodded heavily.

The old man stretched out his finger and teased the golden eagle on Chang Xi's shoulder and scolded: "A man doesn't cry easily, it's not that he has separation from life and death, what's there to cry?"

The old man who had never had a child in the long years had truly regarded the young man in front of him who was connected with his blood as his own. He rubbed Chang Xi's extremely conspicuous black hair in the flying white snow and said, "Don't be like a woman, hurry up and prepare to participate in the selection competition."

Chang Xi looked up and said, "Can I come here often in the future?"

The old man laughed: "You are the young master of the demon clan appointed by me. This Qinglongtan is your home, and all demons are ordered by you."

Chang Xi said a little shyly: "Then Grandpa Carrying Candle, can I bring your granddaughter-in-law to Qinglongtan in the future?"

The old man suddenly realized, "Are you talking about the little girl with the body of a phoenix? Although it is not harmonious between our dragon and phoenix tribes, and although we will not be able to never interact with each other, there is indeed little movement between the two tribes. But since you are respected as the young master's wife, these rules will make an exception for you once."

After meeting the unreasonable request of the new young master of the demon clan, the old man sighed: "After all, the rules of Qinglongtan will be established by you in the future."

Watching Chang Xi, one man, one eagle, one step and three steps away, stood a hundred feet away and walked behind the old man, sighing: "The young master's wife's Yin Feng body has seen it from afar. The purity is amazing. I'm afraid that many years ago, the Yin Feng clan came to the human world and left the pure Yin Feng bloodline."

Shi Tian shook his head and said, "If there is a phoenix tribe in the demon world who can help you, the situation will probably be much better..."

It seemed that he suddenly thought of something. Tian Tian's voice became lower and lower, and his breathing gradually became heavier. He said in a deep voice: "If the young master and the young lady can return to the demon world one day to support the overall situation, then the gap between the dragon and phoenix tribes will be solved?"

The old man felt his heart moved when he heard this, but he quickly shook his head and said, "Although the couple is indeed the most noble bloodline in the demon clan, their realm cultivation is their biggest weakness after all. When will they wait for their strength to grow to dominate the trend of the demon world?"

The old man's eyes were shining and said word by word: "We don't have that much time."

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After returning to Tianxiu Peak, Yun You, who had not seen his beloved disciple for half a month, quickly summoned Chang Xi. After seeing that Chang Xi had advanced to the Golden Pill Realm, the young peak master who had not been asleep for half a month had finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Feeling the master's green fingers kneading and knocking on his little Vajra body, carefully checking. The slippery fingertips swam across the shocking scar on his back, and the shocking scar on his back was trembling. Chang Xi, who had been accustomed to suffering and pain, smiled and said to his trembling master, "I will definitely suffer some losses by comparing with Brother Tian, ​​the body refining method by using this method to polish the little Vajra body."

Yun You, who was still girlish in his eyebrows and eyes, remained silent. His fingers left his beloved disciple in front of him and vaguely had a generous and generous shoulder. When Chang Xi saw his master's face gloomy, his heart was thrilled. Master was a famous protector in Qingyun Mountain. Could it be that he had held a grudge against Brother Tian Die because he had hung a few colors on his body?

Chang Xi quickly changed the topic and said, "Master, you should smile more. If you always get angry after being angry with the Guanyan Dan, you will have wrinkles."

How could the great cultivator who was a perfect god-transforming realm not able to see through Chang Xi's clumsy tricks? But Yun You still covered his mouth and laughed so hard that the branches were trembling. The surging waves on his chest made Chang Xi, who was so close to him, dizzy.

"You first enter the Golden Pill Realm, and after you go back to the inner sect, you need to add more insights and stability to your realm. Your sword intent is indeed rare, but for you, you don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster." Yun You looked at his precious disciple, feeling mixed in his heart.

As the lord of the peak, his vision is naturally much broader than others. The sword intent of life and death is indeed infinite, but the way to sharpen the diligence is to go astray. Only by fighting for life and death can one realize the true meaning of life and death. Throughout history, sword cultivators who have realized the sword intent of life and death have far exceeded the number of hands, but there are very few people who can finally achieve the great way of swordsmanship. The root of this can be attributed to the word "life and death".

Practice is originally about going against the will of heaven. If you are not careful in life and death, you may die in the underworld. Among the founding ancestors of Qingyun Mountain, there were amazing people who had learned the intent of life and death. The intent of life and death was carried forward in his hands, and later it became an important cornerstone for laying the foundation of Qingyun Mountain.

There are often great enlightenment in life and death. The artistic conception of life and death pushes this enlightenment to the extreme. When you are alive, advance, and when you die, disappear, just like when you are sailing against the current, you do not advance, you will retreat.

Looking at the entire world of immortal cultivation, very few people have achieved success and fame and success in practicing the sword intent of life and death, while most people have died.

Every master hopes that his disciples can make a name for themselves and achieve success. Although he knows that the road to cultivation is not smooth, he never wants to see his beloved disciples having to lick their blood on the head of a knife all day long and have no peace.

Yunyou, who was moved by the scene, turned his head and wiped away the tears in his eyes. Then he turned to face his beloved disciple and said happily: "In addition, there is another good news to tell you."

Chang Xi quickly pricked up his ears.

Yun You smiled and said, "Zhang Yuan, Wen Yu and Hong Chuan have successfully promoted to the foundation building realm a few days ago and entered the inner gate of Tianxiu Peak. I heard that you are going back to the inner gate these days, and they are all looking forward to waiting for you to go back."

Friends who had been away for a long time were finally able to gather together. Chang Xi was already overjoyed. At this moment, he just wished that he could rush back to the inner door with his legs, bid farewell to his master, and stood up and headed straight for the inner door with his sword.

Every time the master and apprentice meet, he will become stronger with an indelible scar. The plump and mature woman has developed a habit since when. She likes to lean against the palace gate and watch her beloved disciple's back as she nipples her red lips, and her eyebrows and eyes are full of determination.

The figure that was moving away from swordsman quietly occupied her eyes.

On the road of cultivation that is tempered by life and death, I will go thousands of people.
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