Ye Futian stayed in the academy for a few days, accompanied by the teacher and his wife, and they did not know when they would be able to come back after leaving this time, but seeing the teacher and them having a happy time here, Ye Futian was also relieved a lot.
Ye Wuchen and Liu Chenyu returned to Cangye Country together, and then returned to Shushan, preparing to take Liu Chenyu to the Most Sacred Dao Palace.
Wuchen worshipped under the Sword Demon's gate, it was a personal pass, and he could bring his family members. Naturally, he didn't intend to keep Liu Chenyu alone here.
After these matters were processed, a group of people stood together on the mountain of books and prepared to leave.
The road to practice is long, and they don't have much time to waste and delay. Just as the senior brother thought, Ye Futian also wanted to see the scenery ahead.
Many people from Shushan came to see off, and all the mountain leaders arrived, and there were many disciples of the academy. Although the cottage is gone, the disciples of the cottage will always be in the hearts of the people of the Eastern Desolation. That is the memory of a generation.
Just when Ye Futian was about to set off, two figures were seen coming by the clouds in the distance, and they went straight to Ye Futian. The disciples of the academy did not stop them, obviously they knew the people.
These two people are quite strange. One of them is a high monk with a solemn and dignified appearance, and the other is a stunning woman with a stunning face. She is dressed in plain clothes. She is slender and impeccable, and her face is pure and flawless, such as The real flawless jasper has never been stained with the dust of the world, and her temperament is extremely extraordinary, she seems to have an invisible marvelous luster.
With a shallow smile in her eyes, the woman looked at Ye Futian and the others.
"It's beautiful." Long Linger next to Ye Futian murmured. The appearance of the woman who arrived was full of beauty, and her pure and dust-free temperament was so beautiful that she was not like a human being, and she was able to reconcile her sister. It's comparable.
"Master." Dao Sheng couldn't help but smile and nod when he saw the high monk coming. It turned out that this monk was the abbot of Qianqiu Temple.
"Knife saint donor." The master put his hands together in salute, and then his eyes fell on Ye Futian, and said: "I heard that Ye Donor came back from the barren state, so I came here specially, please ask Ye Donor for one thing."
"Master, please speak." Ye Futian looked away from the woman.
When Donghua Sect was destroyed, Hua Qingqing suffered a human tragedy, and later entered Qianqiu Temple to practice. Now that she has a more temperament and appearance, Qianqiu Temple has taken care of her very much.
"Qingqing has a relationship with Buddhism. When I saw her on Shushan, I took her to Qianqiu Temple to practice. Qingqing knew everything about Buddhism and was the first person to be seen in the life of a poor monk. Now she has first glimpses of Buddhism and entered the country Prince, but my Qianqiu Temple is no longer able to teach its deeper Dharma. Ye Shizhu came from the deserted state, did he know there is a place suitable for her to practice?" the master said.
Ye Futian was slightly shocked. Hua Qingqing was in the same state as his back then. He went through the holy road and met again and again before breaking into the prince.
Hua Qingqing also entered the princely realm
Could it be that Dharma practice is faster than ordinary people? It should be more than that.
Then it can only be said that Hua Qingqing is indeed related to Buddhism. When I saw her, I felt that this woman did not eat the fireworks, pure and innocent, as if she shouldn’t have appeared in the world. Now her temperament is even more so. Maybe, she was born with Others are different, after experiencing major changes, they have a great understanding.
"The wasteland is vast and endless. I don't know much about the land of cultivation in the wasteland." Ye Futian responded. He looked at Chen Yuan and asked, "Does Dean Chen know?"
Chenyuan glanced at Hua Qingqing, and he could also feel that Hua Qingqing seemed a little extraordinary. He had never seen such a pure and beautiful person. Those clear eyes were as clear as a stream of clear water.
"There is indeed a place outside the world of Buddhism in Huangzhou, but people who are destined for Buddhism have always been paid attention to, and very few people are recruited." Chenyuan said.
"If they see her, they will take it." The abbot of Qianqiu Temple arched his hands and said, "The donor must be a senior figure from the deserted state. Can you take a step to speak?"
Chenyuan looked at Ye Futian, and when he saw Ye Futian nodded, he said: "Okay."
"Qingqing, come with me." The abbot of Qianqiu Temple said, and the three of them left here together, making Ye Futian and them a little curious. They returned after a short while, and there seemed to be something in Chenyuan's eyes at this time. Abnormal, his eyes never left Hua Qingqing.
"Dean Chen." Ye Futian looked at Chenyuan.
"If Hua Qingqing goes there, there is no problem." Chenyuan said very surely this time.
Ye Futian didn't know what the Master and Dean Chen said, so he was so sure.
"The poor monk's Buddhism is low and the practice is not enough. I think people are light and can ask the donor for help." The abbot said to Chenyuan.
Chenyuan's eyes fell on Ye Futian again, asking Ye Futian's opinion.
"Dean Chen, Hua Qingqing is my friend." Ye Futian said.
"Good." Chen Yuan nodded in response to the matter.
"Thank you, that's the case, I won't go." The abbot of Qianqiu Temple looked at Hua Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, you and I will be separated."
"The abbot, take care." Hua Qingqing smiled and nodded. Sometimes, she felt unwilling to give up, but she still accepted.
"Ye donor, please." The abbot saluted Ye Futian.
"Master does not need to be like this." Ye Futian replied: "Master can trust me, I will help myself."
"How can the poor monk not believe in the character of the disciples in the cottage." The monk smiled and said, "Farewell."
After that, he turned and left, coming and going in a hurry.
Hua Qingqing saluted in the direction where the monk had left. Over the past two years at Qianqiu Temple, he healed the scars of the year.
The ancient Buddha in the blue lantern seems to be the most suitable for her.
"Diao, dead." Ye Futian looked at Hua Qingqing beside him.
Hua Qingqing was taken aback, staring at Ye Futian, there seemed to be a drop of tears in his eyes, and said softly, "Thank you."
Although he is accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the blue lantern, how can he be ruthless, how can he not hate Diao when he destroyed Donghuazong and killed her mother in front of her.
"It's all over." Ye Futian smiled gently.
"Yeah." Hua Qingqing nodded, saying goodbye in the wind and snow on the Tianshan Mountains. She didn't expect to see each other again, she was very grateful.
"Let's go." Ye Futian said. He turned around and looked at the familiar figures, big brothers, masters and sisters, Yi Xiang, Ye Tianzi, etc., and then waved his hand freely: "I'm leaving."
"Boy, take good care of Jieyu." Hua Fengliu reminded with a smile that this guy's love for women really made him worry about the old man.
"I know your father-in-law." Ye Futian smiled and turned around.
"For the rest of my life, Qing Xuan will hand it over to you." Yi Xiang also asked.
"Yeah, don't worry, teacher." Yu Sheng nodded his head, Yi Qingxuan's eyes were reddish, and this time he left with Ye Futian and Yu Sheng and went to the remote deserted state. I am afraid that I will not see my father for a long time.
Chenyuan sacrificed a flying magic weapon, everyone stepped on it, Hua Jieyu also waved goodbye to Hua Fengliu.
The magic weapon turned into a streamer and escaped into the clouds and mist. The wind blew on him. Ye Futian glanced at the people around him, revealing a bright smile.
This time, Qing Xuan, Chen Yu, and Liu Feiyang are also here, Liu Chenyu will follow Ye Wuchen into the Most Sacred Dao Palace, and Liu Feiyang will follow Chenyuan to the Star Academy to practice.
In the next period of time, he is going to earnestly practice in the Most Sacred Dao Palace, and first try to improve his cultivation as much as possible.
The prince has arrived, and the next goal is to be virtuous.
If you step into a sage, even if you are in a deserted state, you will be considered a big man. He can start a sect, and even if you rely on yourself, you can gain a foothold in the deserted state.
After Ye Futian and the others left, a group of people still stood there on the mountain of books, reluctant to leave for a long time.
"Let's go." Dao Sage looked at the people behind him and said, and the disciples of the academy dispersed one after another.
However, there were still people staring at the disappearing figure, and the witch Gu Biyue whispered: It's really ruthless.
Chu Yaoyao's beautiful eyes are a little bit lost. Hua Qingqing, who was as famous as her back then, has now followed him to the deserted state.
Dao Sheng walked away and walked to the top of the mountain of books. He walked to the edge, looking at the scenery below the mountain and the distant scenery, the quiet space, he missed the teacher a little.
Behind Dao Sheng, there was a pavilion. At this time, beside the pavilion, there was a figure silently appearing there. This figure was wearing a gray shirt, without the slightest breath, as if it did not exist at all.
Dao Sheng seemed to feel something, then turned around and saw this figure appear, he leaned slightly and shouted, "Senior."
"How is the cultivation method I taught you?" The gray figure asked.
"Some progress, but the technique is unpredictable and it takes time." Dao Sheng responded calmly.
"Yeah." The gray figure nodded slightly: "Although your aptitude is ordinary, your mood is extraordinary, and your will is firm. This can make up for the lack of aptitude, and the exercises you practice are most suitable for your state of mind. , You will achieve something in the end."
Dao Sheng nodded, he naturally felt it too.
"Who is Senior, and why did you do this?" Dao Sheng asked.
"In your state of mind, you shouldn't ask multiple times. You don't have to ask again. You can only treat yourself as a chance encounter, and treat it as if you don't exist. Otherwise, I will let you disappear with the academy." The gray-clothed figure glanced at Dao Sheng indifferently, and that glance actually gave Dao Sheng a feeling of being seen through. He is now in the realm of sage, but he has such a feeling, one can imagine the depth of the opponent's realm.
This mysterious figure is most likely the strongest person he has ever seen, even stronger than the teacher.
A wind blew, and the gray figure disappeared again, without a trace, as if it had never appeared before, but there seemed to be a voice floating in the ears of the saint saint between heaven and earth.
"Long time, how many romantic figures, the arrogant of the world, will also turn the dust, and you, will be the witness of history." The voice was ethereal and scattered with the wind, and the saint saint stared at the disappearing figure in the void, a little wave in his heart.
Over the ages, so many romantic figures, he, naturally, is not a genius, so how can he witness history.
Turning around, Dao Sheng looked into the distance, his expression calm, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
Time, will tell him the answer!