Chapter 64:

"Are you...Ting Yan Tu'er?" The former master of the Qinggu Heavenly Branch of Gengchen Immortal Mansion, Dongyang Real Person, that is, this Qingyi person Ji Wucai, looked at Liao Tingyan in a daze, not daring to recognize each other.
He took a student named Liao Tingyan eleven years ago, and he looked like his daughter, who died young. At that time, he took the child as a student, just for sorrow, and want to take good care of this destined. Disciple, but I didn't expect that his disciple would eventually be involved in such terrible changes.
At that time, he was just a small branch master. Qinggutian was at the junction of the inner and outer gates, and there was no special place to attract attention. Therefore, the disciple was selected to serve the master. Although he was uneasy, he couldn't get more. What he did was only to inquire about the news a few times, but the news of the Three Sacred Mountains could not be found by a real person in his own district.
Later, I heard that she was loved by Shizu Zang Daojun and went out of the Three Sacred Mountains with Shizu. Among the hundred high-level inner disciples, she was the only one who was lucky enough to survive. At that time, even Qinggutian flourished for a while, but he felt a trace of dark tide surging, and he became more uneasy. I wanted to meet the disciple for some relief, but couldn't meet.
Later, I heard that her life lamp was extinguished, and it seemed that she was dead, and some news said that she was still alive. Ji Wuduan, as a master, felt useless, and could not find out what is false. Moreover, Qinggutian was really uneasy during that time. He wanted to protect him. The remaining disciples tried their best to safety.
After that, it was the huge disaster that caused Gengchen Immortal Mansion to fall apart. As far as the edge of the inner palace, he could see the soaring flames spewing from the center. The thick black smoke almost covered the sky. The sky and the earth moved. The underground spiritual veins shrank and shattered in one day, and the spiritual gardens were everywhere. Scorched by the flames, withered and fallen overnight, even the nearby spiritual springs and lakes have evaporated...
Such a disaster, so many people died. The elders and families of the inner palace, the elders of the palace, and the big figures who used to be so high, faced such a terrible force, and they were unable to resist, death and injury. Those who were still alive fled in a hurry. And these marginal figures, as well as the little monks and families of the foreign palace, all escaped by chance.
It is said that Daojun Ci Zang had already been enchanted during the retreat on the Three Sacred Mountains, and that is why he slaughtered so many people and ruined the ten thousand years of foundation of Gengchen Immortal Mansion.
Gengchen Immortal Mansion is like a high tower. After losing the top pillars, it collapsed much faster than everyone expected. The other cultivating sects that had been oppressed by Gengchen Immortal Mansion for many years swarmed up and divided up the remaining forces of Gengchen Immortal Mansion that were still panicking.
At this time, Ji Wudu, the Qinggu Heavenly Vessel Master, resolutely gave up his persistence and took some resources and some disciples who were willing to follow to Gu Yuwu where his best friends were. He became a disciple of Gu Yuwu and avoided the most chaotic time.
Now that nearly ten years have passed, he has almost forgotten the poor disciple who was short-lived.
How could he think about it, today, he would suddenly see someone who he thought had already passed away. To say that he got along with this disciple not long ago, and he didn't know much. Now that he reunited after a long absence, he didn't know what to say for a while, but he was full of emotion in his heart.
Ji Wudu sighed here, and Liao Tingyan was confused. She doesn't remember what happened before, everyone, she doesn't even know who the little brother in front of me is!
Listen to him calling his own apprentice... Is this the original master or my master?
Liao Tingyan couldn't help but look at Sima Jiao again. I need a little help, boyfriend, say something!
Sima Jiao leaned on one side from start to finish, sitting in the shadow of the room. He restrained his momentum. Ji Wuduan hadn't noticed him. Only when he found that the disciple was looking over there, he looked over.
"Puff--"
Ji Wu Duan, who finally saw who was sitting there, softened his legs and knelt down.
He seemed to have returned to the day of the disaster in Gengchen Immortal Mansion, and slaughtered the master ancestor who transformed the gods, refined the emptiness and even fit the monks, like cutting melons and vegetables. There were many low-level disciples of Gengchen Immortal Mansion for the first time Seeing Shizu Zhenrong, he was shocked by his terrifying murderous and hostile spirit.
Even after he went to the Demon Realm, his reputation was even more spread in the world of cultivating immortals. Although everyone knew that Gengchen Immortal Mansion was destroyed by him, they did not dare to insult the demon king openly and dare not say anything bad about him. Not to mention his name and Dao number.
Now, this remote, terrifying Great Demon King unexpectedly appeared before his eyes.
Ji Wudu just felt that his heart was pinched, and he was a little out of breath.
At this moment, the purple-clothed man who was kicked by Liao Tingyan rushed back here again, followed by his disciples and thugs, and shouted angrily: "Ji Wu Duan, today I have to let you dead……"
Liao Tingyan took a look and was about to dismiss the messenger first, only to find that the leader in purple clothes, like the little brother in Tsing Yi, suddenly froze, and then knelt down, looking at Sima Jiao, his eyes were straight. . He seemed more afraid than everyone else, and his body was constantly shaking.
This person in Ziyi was once a disciple of the main line, and his status was higher than Ji Wudu, so he also knew better than Ji Wudu what the Taoist Monarch Ci Zang looked like. He brought two of them, who were also disciples of Gengchen Immortal Palace. In the few days of that disaster, I saw Master chasing and killing everyone from Shizu. At this time, his complexion changed drastically and he knelt forward unsteadily.
The others who didn't know what happened, saw this scene and panicked.
Liao Tingyan: "..." Ah, do you want to be so exaggerated?
The boyfriend didn't move, didn't speak, and didn't look at them.
The expression of the person in purple is as if modern people have seen a living Jurassic dinosaur. Liao Tingyan saw him trembling and trembling, and finally turned his head in horror and ran away, stumbled and smashed several doors of the attic, which was already broken. Suddenly, his attic was even more shabby.
The people ran away all at once. Seeing how frightened they were, Liao Tingyan wasn't as embarrassed to chase them, so he could only stand where he was and watch Ji Wudu, who had not yet stood up.
Sima Jiao didn't move either. He didn't even look at the group of people who came and ran. Instead, he put his hands down, sat up a bit, and watched Ji Wuxiang for a while.
What Ji Wuyuan looked at was a cold sweat and a pale face. He remembered the rumor that Taoist Cizang could see through people's hearts and see all the gloom inside.
Liao Tingyan leaned over, covered his mouth with his hand and asked in Sima Joo's ear: "Is that really my master?"
Sima Jiao hugged her waist smoothly and said, "It seems to be."
Liao Tingyan asked again: "Then how good is my relationship with him?"
Sima Jiao: "I don't know."
Seeing that Liao Tingyan wrote a full-faced ‘this is a big deal’, Sima Jiao added another sentence to her: "However, I can see that he is not malicious to you."
Liao Tingyan understood when she heard that, given that the master-disciple relationship she has learned about in the cultivation world over the years is generally the same as the parent-child relationship, her master should have a good relationship.
She squeezed Sima Jiao's hand, let him let go, walked up to Ji Wudu, and helped him up with a more respectful attitude.
Ji Wuduan, who watched his apprentice and the Great Demon intimately biting his ears: "..."
He was stupefied by Liao Tingyan and he heard her say apologetically: "Excuse me, Master, something happened to me. I have amnesia and don't remember you anymore."
Ji Wudu: "Ah... so." He actually didn't understand what Liao Tingyan was talking about. He was too shocked and couldn't recover his mind.
The two disciples he brought with him this time limped and came up. The two of them were not very cultivated. They were beaten into the lake by the person in purple clothes. Now that the person in purple clothes is gone, they are no longer suppressed. Hastily came up to find the master.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
The two disciples were Gu Yuwu's disciples. They had never met Sima Jiao or Liao Tingyan. They only felt that the always loving Master was not quite right and was very worried.
Ji Wu Duan was a joke, and grabbed the hands of the two disciples, for fear that they might say something wrong and provoke the cruel Master Zu to do it. As long as the master had a thought, they would not know what it would be like to die.
Liao Tingyan saw this master so frightened, he coughed: "Master wasn't hurt just now, right?"
A young disciple looked at her curiously, "Master? How did this senior sister call you Master? Was this senior sister helping to drive away the people from Baidi Mountain?"
Ji Wu Duan looked at Sima Jiao, who was expressionless, and Liao Tingyan who was smiling, and said, "This is a teacher... the disciple who was separated a few years ago, you Sister Liao."
Said it was a senior sister, after he finished talking about his feelings, he realized that this disciple is now higher than his own. For a while, he felt that he had introduced a wrong introduction, but after another thought, he was indeed his disciple. He had never expelled her from his teacher. Door, no matter what her status is, she is naturally still her own disciple now.
He bit the bullet and introduced, ready to look at Liao Tingyan's attitude, and then change his words at any time.
In the end, Liao Tingyan didn't mean to refute. He looked at the two young disciples and said, "It turned out to be the junior."
The two young disciples obediently called her senior sister.
"It's really a happy event that Sister Master can meet again! Master, Sister Sister, do you want to go back to our Gu Yuwu?"
Ji Wudu's heart almost stopped, trying to pinch the mouth of the lively little disciple. This silly boy, can you say anything casually. He was worried about Liao Tingyan's current status, mainly because of Sima Jiao.
Although the disciple looks close to her master, she doesn’t know what the relationship is. Now she lives well in the world, and she has such a cultivation base. With him, the master and a group of senior brothers, they are no longer in the same world. People, how to get along.
Liao Tingyan was also very hesitant. She didn't know how to get along with this suddenly-appearing master. According to her social and animal habits, she would be chatting for a while, and she would definitely find a place to talk about the past, then eat and drink, and finally get in touch with each other and then part ways.
But Sima Jiao is here now, she hasn't forgotten his identity yet.
Liao Tingyan and Ji Wushu couldn't help but go to see Sima Jiao.
The talking little disciple has something to say again: "Hey, who is this senior?"
Ji Wudu wanted to put his curiosity on his disciple, but he did not dare to move in front of his master.
Sima Jiao walked to Liao Tingyan's side, and finally said: "Your senior sister's Taoist companion." This was to the little disciple.
"I haven't seen each other for many years, do I go back to retell the past without my disciple?" This was to Ji Wuyuan.
"Let's take a look at Gu Yuwu, where the scenery is good." This was what Liao Tingyan said.
Ji Wudu's legs softened, and he wanted to kneel down again. Master is going to Gu Yuwu! But can he say no? Of course not, this master is not happy, even Gengchen Immortal Mansion can be destroyed, not to mention that they have a small Gu Yuwu.
The only thing that made him a little bit pleased was that the tone of the master and the disciple was more gentle when he spoke. It seemed that the Taoist couple should not be false.
"Senior Sister's Taoist companion is our senior brother!"
Listening to his stupid apprentice calling Shizu his brother, Ji Wudu almost couldn't help but paste the stupid boy into the ground.
He realized that the master did not intend to reveal his identity, so he could barely maintain the surface calmness, and carefully asked: "Then you will go to Gu Yuwu with us now?" His name was vague and he was careful.
Of course it’s a small stay. Who doesn’t know that Daoist Ci Zang is calling the wind and calling rain in the Demon Realm, and he will soon unify the Demon Realm. Is it possible that he can live in Gu Yuwu permanently?
Listening to Master’s words, Liao Tingyan felt like she was taking her husband back to her family’s home. She replied,
If it’s not troublesome, let’s go and see.

In other words, this "return to natal house" is to bring gifts, right?
Sima Jiao glanced at Liao Tingyan's pensive side face, smiled, took out a vial and placed it in front of Ji Wudu, "You have an injury, take this."
Ji Wuduan's leg was weak, and he almost knelt down again, holding onto an apprentice's hand tightly before he stood firmly. He took the medicine bottle, and a feeling of flattery suddenly rose in his heart. This is Taoist Jizang. He has only heard of him taking the lives of others, and never heard of him giving away things.
The group of them went to Gu Yuwu. Lu Ji wanted to open it for no reason. If a character like Taoist Ci Zang really wants to do anything, no one in the entire cultivation world can stop him. Since he is not malicious, then I should be more generous.
He wanted to open it, but he didn't know if Gu Yuwu's dock owners and elders would want to open it.
Gu Yuwu is inconspicuous among the many cultivators of immortality, and belongs to the middle class. It is probably the agricultural university in various modern universities. Most of the disciples in Wuzhong are not good at fighting, but are good at breeding. The Linggu Lingguo Elixir they planted are sold to various martial arts. Because of this characteristic, the area where Guyuwu is located is beautiful and the place is also big. Of course, it can't compare with Gengchen Immortal Mansion.
There are not many Gu Yuwu disciples, and most of them are obsessed with farming. They are a rare cultivator of immortality with a harmonious relationship between disciples.
When they returned to Guyuwu, the first thing they saw was an acre of green farmland. The difference from mortal fields was that the soil was divided into different colors, and the colors of the plants were also different.
"This is an ordinary Linggu, and the ones that are planted here are outside disciples." Ji Wu Duan introduced to her.
Liao Tingyan saw the Gu Yuwu disciple who was observing the growth of plants in the field with his sleeves on his head. He felt that the style of painting was really unique. Others were acting like immortals and pretending to come. When they entered the mountain gate, a large group of people were farming.
"Elder Ji, you are back!"
Other disciples greeted them, and then went into the field after they said hello.
Ji Wu Duan sent his disciple and master to his bamboo forest quiet garden, then let out a long suffocation, and hurriedly went to the dock master and other elders to explain the matter.
The dock owner and elders all knelt upon hearing this.
Everyone knelt together and looked at each other, feeling that their legs were soft and unable to stand up for a while, so they simply talked in this position.
"For no reason, you really didn't lie to us? That, that person? Really, is it really in our Gu Yuwu right now?" The dock owner said to the back, his voice low and unspeakable.
Ji Wuyou smiled bitterly: "How dare I make a joke with everyone about this kind of thing."
"It's over. Let's call our disciples to run quickly. Can we escape halfway?" said a stout elder.
"Don't, annoy that person, none of us can run away." The peach-faced romantic elder frowned.
Ji Wuyuan felt a little guilty when he saw his friend, and said: "Actually, there is no need to be so anxious. That person seems to be good to Bin Yantuer, he should just walk around with Bin Yantuer, just come over and take a look. As long as we don't deliberately provoke anger, we should be fine. I just think that everyone should restrain the disciples and not let them go in front of that person at will, so as not to anger his old man."
"Yes, that's right, and we should pay a visit now, otherwise, if we feel that we are not respectful, what should we do if we are angry."
After discussing for a while, they all changed into their most decent clothes, made the most formal hairstyle, and put on the most expensive baby as a meeting ceremony, and then each took the courage to meet the legendary Taoist Cizang.
Then they saw the young disciples in Gu Yuwu, all surrounded by the bamboo forest, watching the long-lost disciples of Elder Ji.
"I didn't lie to you, I said that my senior sister looks very good-looking, and my master has only this female disciple. When the senior brothers and them all come back, they must be very happy to see the senior sister."
"Senior Sister Liao, your thing called melon seeds is so delicious. Why haven't I seen it? We have grown a lot of spirit fruits in Gu Yuwu. I haven't grown this kind of fruit yet."
A group of disciples filled the yard with their own familiarity. Ji Wuyou desperately listened to them chattering, and heard the Yanan disciple say: "This, I'll give you a little bit, you try to plant it, maybe you can plant it."
"Really? Thank you Senior Sister!"
"Junior Brother and Junior Brother, divide me a few pills!"
"Senior Sister, this senior is your Taoist companion, why doesn't he speak?"
Liao Tingyan joked with them: "He doesn't like to talk, don't bother him, or he gets angry and will take you to the Demon Realm and sell him."
A group of young disciples laughed hahaha, and the air was full of joy.
Only the dock owner and a group of elders behind the crowd held the bamboo beside them vainly and lifted their sleeves to wipe the sweat from their faces.