Gu Jin got addicted to his hands and helped the boy up from the ground.
She said to the young man softly as she did to Duoduo in the past: "Okay, get up, what happened in the past will be how it will be in the future."
After finishing speaking, he pinched the boy's cheek: "I didn't expect you to be so handsome in human form."
Although An Mingji was not as jealous of Duoduo as before, seeing Gu Jin pinching and touching him, the light in his eyes could not help but darken.
He reached out and took Gu Jin's hand that was pinching the boy's cheek.
Under Duoduo's astonished gaze, An Mingji hugged Gu Jin in his arms.
He said indifferently: "You have just become a human being, and you need to practice more human words and deeds. It is not suitable to go out to meet people now, and stay in the space for the time being."
Without giving the boy a chance to speak, An Mingji hugged the person he had embraced and disappeared into space.
The two reappeared in Qingyunzong's side hall.
They stood at the entrance of the side hall, and there were hundreds of disciples of Qingyun Sect standing outside the courtyard, and the leader was Wu Rong, who was elegant and handsome in white clothes.
"Congratulations to the return of Venerable Xuanling, I have seen the ancestor!"
"Congratulations to the return of Venerable Xuanling, I have seen the ancestor!"
Hundreds of people knelt down, staring at An Mingji who was holding Gu Jin in his arms.
All of them had expressions of excitement, admiration and respect on their faces.
Among these people, only one person stood, Wu Rong, the seventeenth head of Qingyun Sect.
He stood in front of the crowd with a smile on his face, showing a slight smile at An Mingji.
An Mingji raised his brows slightly, how could he not see the ridicule in his junior brother's eyes.
Under the gaze of everyone, he gently put down Gu Jin who was hugging him in his arms.
Gu Jin's feet landed on the ground, and he let go of An Mingji's clothes.
An Mingji pinched her cheek affectionately, and said in a gentle voice, "Wait here for me, I will take you back to Xuanxiao Palace in a while."
Gu Jin knew what Xuanxiao Palace was. It was the highest peak among the seventy-two peaks of Qingyun Sect, and it was also a forbidden area of the sect. It belonged to the palace of Venerable Xuanling.
Even if the head and elders of the sect want to enter Xuanxiao Palace, they must ask Venerable Xuanling for permission.
Anyone who trespasses will be shot and killed.
The formation outside the Xuanxiao Hall kills people invisible, and almost no one in the sect dares to break through.
Gu Jin is so clear because she has received Luo Yu's memory, the memory of the other party and Venerable Xuanling in Xuanxiao Palace, which is lightly imprinted in her mind.
She lowered her eyes, concealing the complexities in her eyes, and nodded slightly to An Mingji.
An Mingji didn't seem to notice the nostalgia in her eyes and the complex and tangled look on her face, he raised his hand to stroke her jet-black hair, turned and walked out of the hall.
An Mingji stood outside the palace, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he glanced at the disciples of Qingyun Sect lightly, his whole body's aura was wide open, without any suppression.
With black hair casually scattered on the red clothes, evil charm and lazy aura coexist, and the tall and straight figure exudes dignity and natural momentum.
Bathed in the sun, his facial contours are sharp yet soft, and the red mole between the eyebrows is even more sacred, which is so beautiful that it makes people's heartbeat.
At this moment, An Mingji, or Venerable Xuanling, is like an incomparable king looking down on the world.
Everything in the world is insignificant in his eyes.
The return of the king, gorgeous transformation.
From now on, no one can control his destiny.
Even if it is the way of heaven, it will not work!
An Mingji condescendingly looked down at the disciples of Qingyun Sect who were kneeling on the ground, the solemn expression on his face instantly melted away, his face became soft, and a soft smile appeared on the corners of his lips.
He only heard him speak slowly: "It's useless for you to kneel to the deity, the deity never interferes with the affairs of the sect, and if you have anything to do, you can find the master."
The implication is, what should I do, don't look for a sense of presence here.
An Mingji's tone was casual, and the aura around him changed in an instant, showing the laziness of a rich man.
Venerable Xuanling thousands of years ago, the number one person in the spiritual cultivation world, has always been free-tempered, both righteous and evil, and he does things as he pleases without any constraints.
At this time, An Mingji merged with the Venerable Xuanling who was thousands of years ago, making it difficult to tell whether he was a person from the present or a past life.
His appearance has changed a little, and the familiar aura is imprinted on his soul, which can be clearly seen by all disciples.
Venerable Xuanling has really returned, and Qingyunzong no longer needs to hide from the world.
After hearing what An Mingji said, Wu Rong laughed angrily: "Who dares to annoy senior brother with sect matters? They just see senior brother all the time."
An Mingji raised his eyebrows, with a smile in his eyes: "Then finish reading now?"
Wu Rong understood his temperament, and immediately waved to the disciples kneeling behind him.
"Go down first and clean up the 72 mountain peaks and 36 cave dwellings of the Zongmen. The peak masters and cave masters will leave the customs soon."
"Follow the order of the head!"
Wu Zihua took the lead in taking action, and led all his disciples to get up and leave.
Wu Rong has already left the customs, and Wu Zihua, the head of the sect, will naturally step down.
For so many years, the master was injured and practiced in seclusion, and the peak masters and cave masters also retreated thousands of years ago for unknown reasons.
Venerable Xuanling returns, the head of the sect leaves the seclusion, and the peak masters and cave masters of the sect that have been closed for thousands of years will soon return to their positions. The desolate sect will regain its glory thousands of years ago from today.
After the disciples of Qingyun Sect retreated, Wu Rong raised his eyes to look at An Mingji.
Others may not be able to see it, but he knows it at a glance.
Senior brother's cultivation base has greatly regressed, and the fusion of the main spirit and the distracting spirit consumes a lot of energy. Now An Mingji's spirit is very unstable, and he urgently needs a place with rich spiritual energy to retreat and concentrate his mind and concentrate his soul.
Wu Rong sighed softly: "The spiritual spring in the back mountain has opened, when is senior brother going to leave?"
An Mingji turned his head and looked at Gu Jin standing in the hall.
The latter raised his foot and walked out of the hall because of his eyes.
An Mingji took Gu Jin's hand, very reluctant: "A Jin, I will go to retreat for a period of time, the time limit is at least three years, do you want to accompany me?"
"Why retreat?" Gu Jin was more concerned about this issue.
An Mingji had just woken up and was about to practice in seclusion. She didn't think it was a good thing.
She is a cultivator herself, and she knows that she will not retreat unless she advances or makes a mistake in her cultivation.
Xiaoan has just woken up, so there is no possibility of her cultivation being promoted.
Anyone could see the worry on Gu Jin's face.
An Mingji raised his hand to touch his head, rubbed Gu Jin's hair, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "I just woke up and my cultivation base is unstable, and my spirit needs to rest for a while. It's not a big deal, so don't worry."
He looked relaxed and leisurely.
Gu Jin was a little less worried, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart after all.
An Mingji has just woken up, and will be in seclusion for three years.
Three years is too long.
How could Gu Jin be happy when they were separated for such a long time.
But she just couldn't refuse An Mingji.
Gu Jin lowered his eyes slowly, and said softly, "Okay, I'll wait for you to leave the customs."
She has survived two years, is there still three years left
An Mingji took her hand and said with a broken smile: "I said accompany me, I mean retreat with me."