Super Elation Under the Sun

Before dawn, Ning Yingxue had said everything she wanted to say to Li Fuyao, and then she jumped off the roof contentedly to find the brother in her mouth.

Li Fuyao didn't follow, maybe he thought he shouldn't get involved with this.

Seeing Ning Yingxue's back, Li Fuyao wanted to drink a few sips.

It's just that he quickly remembered the not-so-big thing, and became a little helpless. In the end, he just threw his head up and slept on the roof, but soon fell asleep.

Ning Yingxue found her senior brother, and the first thing she did was toss a jar of wine. After Du Yizhou took it, she looked down at the jar of wine in her hand and wondered why so many years passed, you Actually developed the habit of drinking.

Ning Yingxue didn't know what Du Yizhou was thinking in her heart, but she opened her mouth. She just raised her head and drank a few sips of wine and said straightforwardly: "Liu Meiyuan was driven down the mountain by the ancestor. Of course, I broke his leg before going down the mountain. He has let down a woman. I don't like it to my eyes. I always feel that you are infatuated as brother, and you can't bear it after careful comparison."

Du Yizhou looked down at the wooden sign on Ning Yingxue's waist and smiled, "You are the dean of the academy now, what you want to do, the ancestor will not stop you too much."

Ning Yingxue looked down for a few times and said straightforwardly: "If it weren't for my ancestors for a few years, I wouldn't take this shit."

When she said this, Du Yizhou's expression changed a little. The ancestor of Xianyan was the founder of Xianyan Academy, and little by little, he brought Xianyan Academy to its current high position and became Yanling. One of the four major academies in northern Xinjiang.

The monk’s life is very long, and he can live three hundred years after he walks to the Qingsi realm. A great monk of the Spring and Autumn realm like the ancestor of Xianyan, has been able to live for a full thousand years. It is a pity that Luoyang City back then The ancestor of Xianyan suffered irreparable and serious injuries, and his lifespan has been greatly reduced. Now that more than a hundred years have passed, it is really difficult to support it. According to his own estimation, I am afraid that there will be another ten In a few decades, he will come to the end of his life.

Therefore, in the final years, he had to start planning for the academy, and choosing an heir was what he had been doing all these years.

From Du Yizhou before to Ning Yingxue now.

Inheritance is really a very important thing. Even a saint attaches great importance to it. If it does not pay attention, there will be no academy in this world, and there will be no Shenxie Mountain.

After all, if you can't leave the world, you will all die.

The saint will too.

No one knows the life of the saint, but it will not be as long as imagined.

Because among the twelve saints in the cloud, none of them participated in the battle six thousand years ago. It was not that they were unwilling, but that they were not born yet.

As for those saints who survived the war, none of them still survives today.

Because they can't live that long.

Being a fairy has always been an extremely difficult thing. It used to be difficult, and it has become even more difficult since the great war six thousand years ago, because in these six thousand years, no saint has been able to leave the world.

The heavenly gate that exists in the classics has never appeared in the world.

The saints have always believed that this was the result of the 6,000-year-old war that separated the mountains and rivers from the demon land and the Buddha land. Although they could still go back and forth, they were actually divided into three parts.

Since Shanhe is broken, it is even more difficult to fly immortals.

No matter how difficult it is, there are always people who want to do it, because the temptation of this matter is great.

The saint is the most noble and powerful monk in the world.

Can't live forever.

Feixian is longevity.

The saints have no way to fly immortals for the time being, so this world does not allow other people to have the hope of flying immortals, especially sword immortals.

Chao Qingqiu's realm has improved rapidly over the years, from setting foot on the ocean at the very beginning, to the number one person in the mountains and rivers, he is unparalleled.

It only took a hundred years.

No one would doubt that he would one day step into the gate of heaven before these saints.

But he didn't think he would really take that step first.

If this is six thousand years ago, it doesn't matter.

But this is six thousand years later, there are many things he cares about in the world.

The swordsman's line needs his blessing, if he fly away, leave this world.

The world remains the same.

The swordsman is very likely to no longer exist.

So flying fairy is difficult for the saints, and even more difficult for Chao Qingqiu.

He has to endure too much.

Ning Yingxue was a little lost because she remembered too many things because of her ancestors' longevity.

Fortunately, in the end, she did not continue to think deeply. Ning Yingxue drank a few sips of wine, looked at Du Yizhou, and begged: "Brother, ancestors last time, I hope you can go back and accompany him."

She didn't say much, just returned to what she wanted to say at the beginning.

In the face of life and death, to be reasonable, she also felt a little pale and weak. Instead of that, she might as well tell the truth.

Du Yizhou remembered the scene when he first walked up Xiaoyashan and saw the ancestor who looked undecent for the first time, then a smile appeared on his face, and finally he nodded, "Okay."

Du Yizhou, who had been in this cottage for a long time, decided to return to Xiaoyashan. The news was not surprising. At least in Li Fuyao's view, it was normal. Therefore, when he knew it, he just nodded.

Carrying the sword box, this time, he and Ning Yingxue went down the mountain together.

There was no conversation between the two on the way down the mountain, but when they finally parted, she rode away Li Fuyao's horse.

Although the horse was very reluctant, it didn't seem to dare to oppose anything. In the end, he could only stare at Li Fuyao blankly. Li Fuyao felt a little funny, but in the end he didn't leave it behind.

Then the horse reluctantly headed south, and Li Fuyao had to head north.

Before heading north, he and Du Yizhou walked for a while. This time, he told Li Fuyao another story. The story was not the same as the previous one, except that it was true or false.

Li Fuyao patiently heard the final result, and then smiled: "If I still make a living as a storyteller, I will definitely organize this story and use it to make money. I will surely deceive a lot of little girls' tears."

Du Yizhou laughed. This was his most happy time in these years.

Li Fuyao didn't smile, he just whispered: "I always feel that if you like someone, you must do your best to protect her, otherwise she won't know how to cherish her afterwards, and it will be meaningless."

Du Yizhou said seriously, "I think this sentence is right."

Li Fuyao laughed and seemed to think it was pretty good.