Three months later, Changli decided to leave after visiting Jiuyi Sect.
While the leader was laughing in his heart, there was an expression of reluctance on his face, "Senior's presence has made Jiuyi Sect flourish.
However, in just three months, how can we reflect Jiuyi Sect's hospitality?
Why don't seniors stay more?"
In the next few days, let us show our friendship as landlords.”
Changli said with a half-smile, "Really?"
The leader said, "Of course."
Changli said nonchalantly, "Then stay."
The leader of Jiuyi Sect choked and showed a sly smile.
"This and this" Changli turned around boredly.
When the three of them were about to leave, the head of the Jiuyi Sect asked decisively, "I wonder if the Reverend can release Lingyun Sword Master of our sect.
If the Reverend agrees to this matter, no matter what the Reverend's request is, the Jiuyi Sect will He will definitely die without giving up."
He looked at Changli expectantly.
The three blurry figures were surrounded by the power of space.
He only heard a cold voice, "No."
The leader looked helplessly at the people behind him.
But I heard another voice looming in the void, "Jiuyi Sect has been plundered by seniors, what else can be exchanged for that Venerable Lingyun."
The leader looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Three days later, word came that Taiwei Mirror had arrived at Dongxuan Sect.
Everyone in the Jiuyi Sect showed cheerful smiles.
If you are unlucky, of course you have to watch others unlucky together to feel comfortable.
Huantianxi Di Pavilion's weapon refining method and Dongxuan Sect's talisman and seal formation method are both famous schools of the Holy Way.
Coupled with the countless magic weapons, arrays, talismans, and seals, this search completely took away three points of the vitality of the three great families, leaving them weak and weak for thousands of years.
At this time, Chang Li, who was carefree and carefree, ordered Wei Lin and Yi Fu to take out those rare treasures of heaven and earth, cook delicacies from the mountains and seas for him, and make pieces of gorgeous clothes and accessories.
Wei Lin, who was holding the resources that Changli had collected from the three major sects, was a little moved at first, but when Changli ordered him around without mercy, he took back the slightest move and just I know the big devil is not so kind.
Five hundred years later, it is still that remote valley.
This valley was separated from the world by Changli and turned into an independent space.
Without Changli's permission, the monks in this world would not even notice him.
No existence can do it.
In the spring, the severe cold of winter fades away from the valley.
The spring breeze turns into rain, and the slightest bit of cold air turns into sweet rain that nourishes this land.
The ancient trees bear slender branches, and the flourishing stars are in full bloom.
Because Changli loves spring, there are no hot summers or harsh winters in this valley.
But at this moment, the atmosphere in the valley was slightly calm.
The wind calmed down and the water stopped, and the falling dust invisibly moved away from that area, where three clear figures stood.
The first person was dressed in mysterious clothes and had a wooden hairpin on his head.
He was made of natural jade and was unparalleled in elegance.
He was Chang Li.
At this moment, he is several years older than he was five hundred years ago, but he still has the childishness of a boy.
His eyes are slightly raised and infinitely meandering.
His eyes reflect the world in front of him, but it seems that nothing has ever entered his heart, and his expression is indifferent.
Too ruthless.
Behind him are Yi Fu, who is still charming and smart, dressed in colorful clothes, and Wei Lin, who has grown up completely.
Dressed in Tsing Yi, her eyebrows are handsome, gentle and harmless.
There is a calmness and maturity that has experienced the world between her eyebrows and eyes, just like the gurgling water in the deep mountains, treated gently by the years, and like the new leaves on the branches, with burning vitality.
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He looked at the young man in front of him and said helplessly, "Do you really want to leave?"
Changli said expressionlessly, "Otherwise it would still be fake."
Wei Lin had long been accustomed to his speaking habits.
His eyebrows were lowered, as if the breeze was blowing on the flowers and grass, and the bright moon was shining on the forest tops.
He was full of calmness and gentleness.
"Why can't you stay a little longer."
Changli's expression gradually softened, "I've stayed long enough."
Wei Lin was silent for a moment and then said, "Yes."
Yi Fu, who was behind him, didn't say a word, obviously recognizing Wei Lin's words.
More than five hundred years of getting along with each other was enough for Wei Lin to let go of his fear and guard and talk to Chang Li casually.
If it were five hundred years ago, he would probably send Changli off in fear.
Now, he has completely calmed down, adapted to this world, and gradually forgotten the life before time travel.
His cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage is enough for him to live a stable life above the universe, but he still feels a little unreal.
These stable days are like a huge bubble that can be popped easily.
And now, it’s the moment when the bubble dissipates.
Chang Li looked at Yi Fu, stretched out his jade-like hand, and touched his eyebrows slightly.
A bunch of blue flames quietly fell asleep in his spiritual platform, restraining the chill that froze the world, leaving behind What lies beneath is the vitality of breaking and then standing up.
He said quietly, "Your salary."
After more than five hundred years of following him, I got his advice and protection.
Yi Fu bowed respectfully and looked at Wei Lin aside, with a reluctant arc in the corner of his eyes, but without saying anything, he immediately destroyed the key given by Chang Li and left the space spontaneously.
Wei Lin sighed, he finally got his wish.
Indeed, that ray of blue flame was collected from the Nine Heavens Cold Crystal and extracted the life essence of the Erluo Butterfly.
It was supplemented by many genius treasures and cultivated on the earth's core fire veins for hundreds of years.
With the essence of the sun, it Yuan Liang is a rare person in the world.
It has the effect of burning the world's filth, breaking the world's ban, and freezing the life of the world.
But it can also reverse the yin and yang within a certain period of time, break the barriers of space, overturn life and death, and intercept a glimmer of life.
In all the heavens and worlds, there are rare treasures that are rare to see in thousands of years.
Although this tiny wisp of true flame that Changli gave to Yi Fu was not the core true fire, such a tiny wisp was extremely rare, at least more than the value of Yi Fu's five hundred years of service.
Yi Fu was originally the son of the head of a large sect.
He had outstanding talents since he was a child, and was favored by everyone.
He was arrogant and wanton, and developed a lawless character.
If this was the case, his happy life would not be in vain.
Unfortunately, fate turned around and the sect was unfortunate enough to take in a disciple who repaid kindness with hatred and backfired on the sect.
The world was turned upside down, and during the catastrophe, Yi Fu looked at the blood all over the mountain, dressed in beautiful clothes and light clothes, and ignited the last remnant of the sect.
In the raging fire, all traces slowly dissipated.
The proud little phoenix just turned into ashes.
At the moment of his death, the last traces of the sect, left in Huayi and Guangyi, and the life-defying stone left by the ancestor, suddenly reversed life and death and preserved Yi Fu's last soul.
During his long sleep, Yi Fu's soul gradually merged with the magic weapon's soul, turning into the second weapon spirit that could transform besides the Taiwei Mirror.
At the moment when he fell into a deep sleep, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "What do you have left?"