Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

　　　　 The north wind moves south.

　　 The morning mist was torn apart by the faint Jinhui.

　　 The remaining few remnant clouds reluctantly entangled on the Hanhai Peak for a long time, and finally disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

　　 The lonely mountain was quiet.

　　 A lonely tree protruded from a crack in the side of the stone.

　　 looked like a sword inserted into the depths.

　　Chu Xiaolian stood on the top of the peak, with the sword still at his waist, but the sword intent had already melted into the wind.

　　 Those sword intents are extremely small.

　　 is like tiny dust particles floating in the air.

　　 fell to the ground.

　　 Suddenly smoke and dust were everywhere, and the fine cracks spread out like a spider web.

　　 The tree trembled slightly.

　　 There are not many leaves rustling down.

　　 Before falling into the clouds, he was torn to pieces again.

　　 There was a sense of loneliness in the world.

　　 "Good swordsmanship!"

　　 voice came with this lonely breath.

　　 There was no wind on the cliff, but Chu Xiaolian felt strands of chill.

　　 He looked at the people coming with a calm expression: "It turns out to be the Supreme Lord, so polite!"

　　 He said politely, but he did not act politely.

　　 Jiang Xuanyu stared into his eyes, was silent for a long time, and said, "You are very similar to him."

　　 Chu Xiaolian was expressionless: "Who is the Holy Lord talking about?"

　　 Jiang Xuanyu said: "Haoran Sword Saint, my brother!"

　　Chu Xiaolian said: "The younger generation has also heard of the predecessor's name, and he is very respectful. It turns out that it is the brother of the Holy Master yours?"

　　 Jiang Xuanyu looked at him.

　　Chu Xiaolian looked at each other, his eyes widened, and his expression somewhat innocent.

　　 Jiang Xuanyu suddenly said: "Don't you know him?"

　　Chu Xiaolian said calmly: "I know it naturally."

　　He paused, and then said: "But he doesn't know me! Then wait for a generation of Juggernauts, how can juniors have a chance to meet?"

　　 He said this, three-pointed grin and self-deprecating on his face.

　　 Jiang Xuanyu still has no expression on his face.

　　 He said, "Your sword is very similar to him! I thought you were his descendant..."

　　Chu Xiaolian said regretfully: "If that's the case! It's a pity that when the junior was only on a trip, he accidentally found a sword scripture in a cave, and he has today's good fortune..."

　　 "Dongfu?"

　　 Jiang Xuanyu's face finally changed, and his brows frowned: "Where is the cave?"

　　 Chu Xiaolian compiled a place name at random.

　　 Jiang Xuanyu was silent again.

　　Chu Xiaolian glanced at him, and suddenly said, "Maybe the sword script that the younger generation got is the inheritance left by your brother!"

　　 There was a little excitement in his eyes: "I wonder if seniors can introduce them on their behalf?"

　　 Jiang Xuanyu looked at him and said, "He is dead!"

　　Chu Xiao's pupils shrank slightly, but her heart was as calm as a cold river at this moment: "Dead? How could it be? How did it die?"

　　 Jiang Xuanyu expressionlessly: "I killed him!"

　　Chu Xiaolian opened his mouth, feeling that his mouth was very dry, he moved back slightly, and his sword intent condensed silently.

　　 He thought that Jiang Xuanyu would never mention these topics.

　　 Or deny it all at once.

　　 Or make up another story.

　　 But the only thing he didn't expect was that he would just tell the truth.

　　What does this mean?

　　 Did he already know that the master was hiding on him?

　　Is he here this time to kill people?

　　Chu Xiaolian couldn't figure it out.

　　His sword intent is running, and the jade and stone are burned in the sword of Taishang Wangqing, and the most powerful move has been faintly formed.

　　 Yan Chixiao did not speak or sigh.

　　 is just to quietly integrate the mental power that he has recovered over the past time into the disciple's body.

　　 is ready to send him away at any time.

　　...

　　 There is no wind and no rain on the cliff.

　　 There is no more chill between heaven and earth.

　　 Jiang Xuanyu looked at Chu Xiaolian with a calm expression, as if he hadn't noticed his small movements at all.

　　 He suddenly said: "I regret it!"

　　 His voice is very soft, like a sigh, but also like a monologue.

　　Chu Xiaolian noticed that he was staring at him, but he did not feel being watched at all.

　　 Who is he looking at?

　　 Jiang Xuanyu's complexion did not change, and he still stared at him and said, "Maybe, I should be the one who should practice the Sword Art of Forgetfulness."

　　 "If so, how good would everything be!"

　　Chu Xiaolian did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

　　 What do you regret?

　　 Regret for not practicing the Sword of Forgetfulness?

　　 Still, if you practice the Sword of Forgetfulness, you will no longer have regrets?

　　 Yan Chixiao didn't say a word since before, no matter how he called.

　　 Chu Xiaolian didn't know how to respond.

　　 Jiang Xuanyu does not need his response.

　　 He said, "If you have time, come to Tai Cang Holy Land for tea!"

　　The words fell, he didn't look at Chu Xiaolian again, turned and disappeared among the white clouds.

　　 Chu Xiao practiced with a puzzled head.

　　 He suddenly found a token where Jiang Xuanyu disappeared.

　　 then stepped forward to pick it up.

　　 There was a sudden mental fluctuation in his mind.

　　 "Teacher, what's the matter with you?"

　　...

　　 Clouds and boats broke through the sky one by one.

　　 Before leaving, there were a lot of treasures left behind, enough for the entire Aojian Immortal Sect to spend hundreds of years.

　　 In the parlance of the sacred places, Li Xiaoyou's selflessness is his business.

　　 But if they have benefited, but don't know the reward, they just don't know what is good or bad!

　　 Even if these vulgar objects and Li Xiaoyou are not worth mentioning for the gifts of this world, but...

　　 Large amount!

　　 and it is their heart!

　　 Hanhai Peak regained its tranquility.

　　 is even a bit boring.

　　 is like the next Eastern Wasteland.

　　 No matter how timely the spiritual world has remedied the birth of the gods and demons.

　　 The fragile mortal world has suffered indescribable harm after all.

　　 Those scenes of blood flowing into rivers are not only carved in the East Wasteland, but also in the hearts of all living beings.

　　 Rebuilding a home is boring, tedious, and of course boring.

　　 But it is extremely important.

　　Perhaps it is for the pursuit of inner security. Many shattered ruins have not directly built new buildings.

　　 At least in Tai Cang Mansion.

　　 The people are more willing to build new homes near those huge cities...that have risen in the disaster.

　　—These are twelve cities built by Chu Xiaolian in accordance with Li Hanguang's request.

　　 In those days when Li Hanguang went deep into the fire domain and retreats after returning.

　　 Ye Chengying and others took the disciples of the major sects.

　　With these cities as the center, it continuously diverges outwards, dealing with a series of disasters that have occurred due to disasters.

　　Such as animal tide.

　　 Such as insect plague.

　　 These things are another disaster for the victims.

　　 But it is very easy to solve for practitioners.

　　 And unlike the plague, it is difficult to root.

　　 After the first batch of hybrid rice matured, those seeds were also sent here for another large-scale planting, and then diverged outwards.

　　 These cities played an extremely important role in or after the disaster.

　　 saved many, many mortals!

　　 There are too many to count!

　　 These cities have their own names, and their construction styles and urban layouts are also different.

　　 has only one iconic building.

　　 That is, in the center of the city, there is a huge stone sculpture nine feet tall.

　　 The stone carved is a man.

　　 The clothes are fluttering, as if to ride the wind, as if a fairy is alive.

　　The only drawback is that none of these statues have faces, or that... they are not finished yet.

　　 There is an ancient stele in front of the stone carving.

　　 People can know the identity of the owner of the statue through the inscription.

　　 "The rice sage contains light, Zepi the common people, the work covers the ages, the people of Yongzhou City will remember for generations, and they will pay homage forever..."

　　...

　　 There are dense crowds.

　　 The noise stopped hundreds of feet away from the statue.

　　 All people near here will subconsciously remain silent and stand in front of the statue with the most solemn expression.

　　 pay serious respects and leave silently.

　　 There was a sudden crying in the crowd.

　　 That was a kid who just learned to walk, crying to eat soup dumplings from the next street.

　　 If in normal times, this scene will probably draw a knowing smile.

　　 now looks very harsh.

　　 The child’s mother is a young woman with gentle brows and should look good when she smiles.

　　 But she didn't smile at this time, her eyes were full of anxiety and anxiety.

　　 The weather was getting colder, but sweat kept dripping from her forehead, whispering and trying to comfort the child to stop crying.

　　 Where is the child willing?

　　 The cry is getting louder and louder.

　　 Look at his skillfulness, thinking that as long as he does this, his mother will meet all his requirements.

　　 There is still no sound around, but the emotions in those eyes are obviously full of dissatisfaction.

Snapped!

　　 There was a crisp sound.

　　 The young woman raised her palms, her eyes were reddish, and she tremblingly said, "Kneel down!"

　　 When the child's mouth collapsed, he would cry again.

　　 The young woman raised her hand again, shaking, her eyes full of seriousness.

　　 As long as she cries again, her slap is definitely heavier than before.

　　 The child calmed down.

　　 Thin body knelt on the ground.

　　 At his age, he probably didn't even start to remember when the disaster broke out half a year ago.

　　 So he couldn't understand why his mother, who was always gentle and loving, suddenly became angry.

　　 But this matter, he will remember it for a lifetime.

　　噗通!

　　 The young woman also knelt down, and knelt down sincerely at the statue.

　　 The child looked at his mother.

　　 also kowtow, a little clumsy and a little funny.

　　 The eyes around him gradually became gentle.

　　 The young woman straightened up, hugged the child's head, and whispered something with her red eyes.

　　 The child nodded as if he did not understand.

　　 There was some special light in the eyes of the statue.

　　...

　　Chu Xiaolian turned and left with the sword on his back.

　　 He watched too much scenes like the one just now.

　　 Whether it is in the city or the people outside the city.

　　 Whenever my child starts to remember things.

　　 The first thing they did was to bring the child to the statue.

　　 Tell the child who the statue is.

　　 Why do you want to worship him.

　　 What would happen without him...

　　 This kind of thing has never been organized before, and no one needs to organize it.

　　 There is no need to remind myself repeatedly, for fear of forgetting.

　　—I eat rice every day, how can I forget it?

　　 Even if the child has not read yet.

　　 can't read words either.

　　 But the importance of this matter is definitely ahead of reading and literacy.

　　 This is something he needs to remember for a lifetime and pass it on to the next generation.

　　 The only thing he is dissatisfied with is.

　　 This statue has been under construction for more than half a year. Why haven’t those craftsmen carved out the face of the master?

　　 Big Brother’s face is so unique, is it difficult?

　　...

　　 "It's hard!"

　　 In a workshop, a dark-skinned craftsman said to Chu Xiaolian with a bitter face: "The immortal master Hanguang has a magnificent appearance. I waited for the superficial skills, tried a few drafts, and found that I still couldn't get one-thousandth of the charm of the immortal master!"

　　 "Where would you dare to move a knife?"

　　Chu Xiaolian followed his gaze and found that this low-light workshop was filled with various palm-sized stones.

　　 The shapes of these stones are perfectly round, and one of the sides has been carved to look like a human face.

　　 is very realistic.

　　 is also very vivid.

　　 But Chu Xiaolian knew that this sculpture was Li Hanguang's face, so he couldn't help but slander what the sculpture was about?

　　 more than one thousandth?

　　 Didn't even see one out of ten thousand big brother, okay?

　　Chu Xiaolian remembered the elder brother's immortal manner, and then glanced at the stones on the ground.

　　 Xindao even if this group of craftsmen is already the top group in the dunya, it is a bit wishful thinking to do that.

　　 But, the statue of the big brother can't always be faceless, right?

　　 What does this look like?

　　 Thinking of these things, he couldn't help being a little irritable.

　　 At this moment, Yan Chixiao's voice suddenly sounded: "There are the best craftsmen in the Five Domains in the Haotian League, you are going to deliver the letter anyway, why not stop by and find a craftsman there to try!"

　　 The conversation with Jiang Xuanyu that day was never mentioned by the master and disciple.

　　 as if it had never happened at all.

　　Chu Xiaolian guessed that the meaning of the token was very unusual for the teacher.

　　 But the teacher is reluctant to say, he is not good at asking forcibly.

　　 Fortunately, the teacher hasn't been too abnormal recently, and he feels a little more at ease.

　　 heard what Yan Chixiao said.

　　Chu Xiaolian raised his eyebrows slightly, asking how this kind of thing could be a casual way?

　　 The last time the Haotian League came to Aojian Xianmen to help Li Hanguang build the Refining Hall, Chu Xiaolian happened to go down the mountain to deal with Mu Yuehua.

　　 Later, he heard those things from elsewhere, and also saw the master's refining hall.

　　 knows that their craftsmanship is really good.

　　 Chu Xiaolian hadn't planned to let the people do it when he built a statue for the big brother.

　　Because they have limited means, no matter how sincere they are, they can only use some mortal stone, iron and wood.

　　 Where are those things worthy of big brother?

　　 But the people don’t know where to get the news.

　　 Knowing that the statue of Immortal Master Hanguang will be erected in the city, he jointly listed it on the table and begged them to build it.

　　Chu Xiaolian was very embarrassed at the time, so he went back and asked after the call.

　　 Big Brother said that it is good to follow public opinion.

　　 So he relaxed, except for some of the most critical steps, everything else was done spontaneously by the people.

　　 But at the moment, no one in the world can carve the charm of the big brother.

　　 This matter cannot be left alone.

　　...

　　 There are twelve cities under the supervision of Chu Xiaolian.

　　 Each city has a different name, but in essence it is a city of Hanguang.

　　The city occupies an extremely large area. In addition to countless mortals, there are also areas where practitioners live.

　　 That is the inner city.

　　 Xianfan is separated from each other on weekdays, and a tall city wall blocks most of the eyes.

　　 But in fact, the city gate does not prohibit mortals from passing through.

　　 It's just that most mortals don't dare to go in.

　　 And the practitioners in the inner city rarely visit the place where mortals live.

　　Chu Xiaolian crossed a wide street, crossed the crowds, and then found a huge three-story building.

　　 He glanced at the plaque and walked in.

　　 Xiaosi naturally greeted him.

　　Chu Xiaolian took out a waist card, Xiao Si's eyes changed slightly, and then he became more respectful and led him to a few uninhabited third floors.

　　 Soon, a very faint void wave escaped from the three-story building.

　　 is not easy to detect.

　　 Chu Xiaolian left Donghuang directly.

　　...

　　 Zhongzhou, in an ancient courtyard.

　　 The door opened.

　　 Chu Xiaolian pushed the door and walked out, and there was already an old figure waiting in the courtyard. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "Little friend Chu?"

　　 The old man looked at him and said.

　　Chu Xiaolian felt the other side's breath like a sea like a sea, and said with his fist, "Senior?"

　　 The old man smiled and nodded: "The old man loses the Yuan!"

　　 Chu Xiaolian was stunned, and then there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

　　 Apparently, he knew the identity of the other party from Yan Chixiao, and he was also an absolute high-level in the entire Haotian League.

　　 will actually wait for him here?

　　 "Hello senior!"

　　 Chu Xiao Lian busy salute again.

　　 Gong Shuyuan smiled and waved his hand, indicating that there is no need for this.

　　 looks very amiable.

　　 Chu Xiaolian felt a little relieved, and it seemed that the other party was an old man who got along well.

　　 There is a crabapple tree in the courtyard.

　　 The two sat down at the stone table under the tree.

　　 Gong Shuyuan said: "I heard that the little friend came this time, it is the will of Daozi?"

　　 Chu Xiaolian took a breath.

　　 then solemnly took out a storage ring from his arms and handed it over.

　　 Gong Shuyuan got up, took it with both hands, the next moment his pupils shrank suddenly.

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