We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?

She had received countless news reports about him.

But each time, just when she thought she was about to find him, the person she saw was not him.

Countless hopes and countless disappointments have gradually numbed her heart.

This time, it was calculated by the city lord of Tianji City.

The divination skills of the Lord of Tianji City are unparalleled in the world.

But calculation is still calculation.

No matter how skilled a person is in divination, they can still make a mistake.

Just as the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was lost in thought, she saw the mountains embracing each other to her left.

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect paused slightly before flying towards the mountains.

Flying above the mountains, a sea of ​​flowers came into view of the Wanjian Sect Master.

The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's eyes flickered, and her figure gradually flew down.

Huang Wei and Qiu Ye exchanged a glance, unsure of what was wrong with their sect leader, and could only follow him down the mountain.

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect arrived at this sea of ​​flowers.

She walked forward step by step.

This place is surrounded by mountains on all sides, forming a basin in the middle.

In the heart of the sea of ​​flowers lies a turquoise lake.

Finally, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect stopped in front of that lake.

In front of this lake, there is a stone.

There are words carved on the stone.

However, due to the passage of time, the words on the stone have become blurred, and the stone itself has been weathered beyond recognition.

"Sect Master, is there anything special about this stone tablet?"

Qiuye walked up to the sect leader and asked curiously.

"Do you know the name of this place?" The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect raised her eyes, her clear eyes reflecting the clear lake water.

Qiu Ye turned to look at Elder Huang, who shook his head, his eyes seeming to say, "Don't ask me, I don't know what this place is called either."

"This place is called 'Flower Cloud Sea'," the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect told the sword attendant beside him.

"Hua Yunhai," Qiu Ye murmured softly, "What a beautiful name. Did you, Sect Master, choose this name?"

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect shook his head: "It was a man who named it."

"A man?" Qiuye asked, puzzled.

What kind of man can be cherished by the sect leader?

"A man I must kill with my own hands!"

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect gently stroked the carvings on the stone with his fair fingers.

Qiu Ye looked at it again and again, and from the blurry engraving, Qiu Ye seemed to be able to faintly see the character "Xiao".

"Master, this place is so beautiful. It's really so beautiful..."

The girl shouted happily, and her voice echoed through the valley.

Amidst a sea of ​​flowers, Jiang Qingyi flitted about like a butterfly.

After a year away, this was the first time Jiang Qingyi had ever seen such a beautiful place.

"Master, come quickly!" Jiang Qingyi shouted loudly to her master behind her.

"They've arrived." Xiao Mo walked forward step by step, following behind his disciple.

"Wow, the lake water is so blue!"

Jiang Qingyi walked to the edge of the lake, as if it were not a lake, but a piece of sky that a fairy had plucked from the blue sky and spread in the middle of this sea of ​​flowers.

"It really is quite blue." Looking at this beautiful scenery, Xiao Mo nodded.

“Master, what do you think about the two of us living in seclusion here?” Jiang Qingyi turned around with her hands behind her back, looking sweetly at her master. “This place is surrounded by mountains on all sides, and there isn’t even a path leading to the outside world. Blood Butterfly Pavilion definitely won’t be able to find us.”

"Silly girl." Xiao Mo reached out and gently tapped Jiang Qingyi's head.

Jiang Qingyi cried out, clutching her head with both hands: "Master, it hurts! And I'm not stupid!"

"You said there's no path leading to the outside? Then let me ask you, how did we get in?"

“Of course it flew in!” Jiang Qingyi said happily.

Xiao Mo and Jiang Qingyi were being chased, and the carriage was too slow.

So, as early as half a month ago, after they were first discovered by the Blood Butterfly Pavilion, they decisively abandoned the carriage.

"You know we flew in, right?" Xiao Mo chuckled. "Then tell me, can't the cultivators of the Blood Butterfly Pavilion fly?"

"..." Jiang Qingyi pouted, "Really, that damned Blood Butterfly Pavilion is like a leech, I still want to live in seclusion with my master."

"Alright, we'll be leaving in a little while. Those people from the Blood Butterfly Pavilion will probably catch up soon."

"Master, wait a minute, shall we give this place a name?" Jiang Qingyi said cheerfully.

"What's so great about naming this?"

"Please choose a name, Master. This place is so beautiful."

"Alright, alright." Xiao Mo thought for a moment and then casually picked a name. "Let's call him Hua Yunhai then."

"Hua Yunhai! Let's call him Hua Yunhai~"

As she spoke, Jiang Qingyi drew her Xuan Shuang longsword and carved several large characters on a rock by the lake:

[Hua Yunhai—Master Xiao Mo and disciple Jiang Qingyi visited this place.]

After finishing carving, Jiang Qingyi clapped her hands: "Master, from today onwards, this place will be our secret hideout~ Only the two of us will know."

I have heard that people are reincarnated after they die.

After reincarnation, they forgot everything.

If one day I am reincarnated, or my master is reincarnated, and we come to such a place, we must remember each other!

"At that time, I will still be my master's disciple."

"Let's forget about it." Xiao Mo shook his head.

"Huh?" Jiang Qingyi grabbed her master's arm. "Master, why did you let it go? Doesn't Master want to remember Qingyi?"

"No, it's just that I feel it's a bit tiring to be your master." Xiao Mo flicked Jiang Qingyi's forehead. "I want to have an easier life in my next life."

"Oh, I see~ That's alright then~"

Jiang Qingyi hugged Xiao Mo's arm and rested her head on Xiao Mo's shoulder.

“If that day ever comes, Master will no longer be Master, and Qingyi will become Master’s Master.”

"Alright." Xiao Mo rubbed her head. "Then in the next life, Master, you must take good care of me and not let the other fellow disciples bully me."

"Master won't have any other fellow disciples."

"why?"

"Because I'm the only disciple my master has ever had."

Jiang Qingyi's eyes curved into crescents.

"So in her next life, Qingyi will only have her master."

Chapter 15: Your Master Stole Your Life

The first move of the Grass Character Sword Technique: Spring Sprouts Break Through the Soil.

As a glint of cold light flashed at the tip of Jiang Qingyi's sword, it was like a tender bud breaking through the frozen soil in early spring.

The longsword in the girl's hand contained boundless vitality and sharp penetrating power.

"break!"

With a soft sigh from the girl.

Jiang Qingyi concentrated her sword energy into a single point, moving at an extremely fast speed, with even the tip of the sword surrounded by the phantom of tender green grass.

The magic array set up by the Blood Butterfly Pavilion disciples in front of her was directly broken by Jiang Qingyi.

A cold glint flashed before his eyes.

When he came to his senses, he felt a dizzying sensation as the other person's head fell straight to the ground.

"call"

Jiang Qingyi took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

This is the third Blood Butterfly Pavilion cultivator that Jiang Qingyi has encountered in the past ten days.

Moreover, the intervals between encounters with them became shorter each time.

This shows that the Blood Butterfly Pavilion has roughly grasped its position.

Now they are narrowing down the search area as if they were closing in.

Jiang Qingyi sheathed her longsword and hurriedly walked into a cave.

Inside the cave, Xiao Mo slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was his disciple running towards him.

"Master, are you okay?"

Jiang Qingyi said worriedly.

"It's nothing serious." Xiao Mo shook his head. "I'm sorry, but it seems like my body is becoming less and less helpful to you."

When the Blood Butterfly Pavilion launched their attack, Xiao Mo was adjusting his spiritual veins and it was at a crucial moment, so he couldn't make a move. Therefore, Jiang Qingyi had no choice but to lure him away and fight him one-on-one.

“Master, please don’t say such things.” Jiang Qingyi shook her head. “If you hadn’t stopped an assassin at the Nascent Soul stage three days ago, I would have died a violent death long ago.”

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Isn't it only natural for a master to protect his disciple?"

Jiang Qingyi's eyes curved into a smile: "Then isn't it only natural for a disciple to protect Master at crucial moments?"

"You," Xiao Mo sighed softly, "as long as you don't mind me being a burden to you, that's enough."

Jiang Qingyi frowned and pouted, "Master, if you say that again, I'll really get angry!"

"Alright, alright, then Master won't say anything more." Xiao Mo stood up. "Let's keep going. More people from the Blood Butterfly Pavilion will be coming soon."

"Okay Master."

Jiang Qingyi helped her master to his feet and they walked out of the cave.

Outside the cave lives a wild deer-horse of the Shu bloodline.

Jiang Qingyi encountered this horse ten days ago. After beating it up, she tamed it and made it a suitable mount for her master.

In fact, even a deer, a horse, or a demon cannot fly as fast as a cultivator at the Golden Core stage.

Furthermore, different terrains can also affect a horse's speed.

But there is no way.

Master's injuries are getting worse and worse, and he can no longer fly for long periods of time.

"drive!"

After helping her master onto the deer-horse, Jiang Qingyi also climbed onto it.

Jiang Qingyi held the reins, carrying her ailing master in her arms.

At first, the two of them rode a horse together. Although Jiang Qingyi was very happy, she was also a little embarrassed and would often overthink things.

However, after a while, especially as more and more people tried to assassinate her and her master became increasingly dangerous, Jiang Qingyi lost that desire.

All she wanted was to escape the pursuit with her master.

As things stand, a world governed by a myriad of laws is certainly not safe.