Wen Yun became a ghost.
Ye Shubai has been sealed in the Tenth Peak for a hundred years. During this period, she has been constructing various formations while guarding Xiaobai who is in seclusion in the cave.
During this period, many things happened in the Qingliu Sword Sect. It slowly recovered from its ruin and began to recruit disciples.
The older generations who mourned Ye Shubai gradually exhausted their lifespans and died. The newer generation still remembered Ye Shubai, but they only thought of him as a senior who died in the battle between good and evil. Two generations later, this name seemed to have been recorded in history books and had disappeared from the memories of the younger generation.
Wen Yun saw the details of the Wan family sneaking into the Qingliu Sword Sect quietly, from the elders and servants of the outer sect to a certain disciple of the inner sect's miscellaneous affairs hall, they were all there, and they were all silently looking in the direction of the Tenth Peak.
It turned out that the Wan family had been waiting for him to come back so early.
The white leaves on the peak began to gradually wake up under the nourishment of the Delonix Regia, and the Delonix Regia gradually changed from a wooden sword to a piece of dead wood, and then slowly turned into a sapling as tender as grass.
Wen Yun went to check on the sapling every two days, and felt very comforted.
Until one midsummer afternoon, three young people rushed to the top of the mountain, crying their hearts out, as if they were sending off their loved ones.
“Master!”
Wen Yun took a glance and thought, oh, these are her three useless senior brothers. It’s time for them to recover from their injuries and come out of seclusion.
Since that day, the Tenth Peak has been much more lively than before.
When Wen Yun was constructing the formation, he would often be disturbed by drunk people coming up to cry at the grave, which would disrupt Yue Xingzhou's plan.
Whenever Xu Wanfeng encountered emotional pain, he would sigh and groan and go to the top of the mountain to tell his master about it.
Of course, the root of the nightmare still lies with Bai Yushan, the filial disciple.
"Huh? We just weeded it last month, how come there are weeds growing around Master's cave again!"
Bai Yushan pulled up the sapling and threw it aside, then kowtowed respectfully towards the cave, and suddenly felt a chill rising from his back.
He scratched his head in confusion. It was strange. He had already reached the Spirit Transformation Stage, but why did he feel a chill on his back every time he came to pay homage to his master
Wen Yun stared at Bai Yushan quietly, then looked at the Delonix regia that was pulled out for the third time, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, you were really merciful for not beating this disciple to death." Wen Yun muttered, glanced at his third brother who was leaving, and shook his head helplessly.
The only thing to be thankful for is that Bai Yushan came to pull out the poinciana trees from time to time. Although it affected the time for Ye Shubai to wake up, it helped Ye Shubai to practice the law of life and death to some extent.
After all, every time the royal poinciana tree is pulled out, it is equivalent to Ye Shubai dying again, and every time it grows again, it is like waiting for him to be reborn again...
After experiencing life and death so many times, it is no wonder that Ye Shubai's understanding of the law of life and death progressed so quickly later.
However, Wen Yun silently recorded the number of times Bai Yushan pulled out the Delonix regia.
When it came to the eleventh time, a new female disciple entered the outer sect of Qingliu Sword Sect.
The child's name is Wen Yun.
She had another name, Xiaojiu.
Thunderstorms in midsummer always come suddenly. A flash of lightning flashes across the sky, followed by heavy rain pouring down from the sky.
Xiaojiu curled up in a small room in the outer yard. His body was burning hot, but his breathing became weaker and weaker. In the end, he was almost out of breath.
She had long since become a mortal after the Xie family took away her golden elixir, and it was only because of that unwillingness that she had managed to hold on until now.
But now, I can't hold on any longer.
Wen Yun was hanging outside the yard and couldn't help but sigh.
The little girl's vitality has been exhausted, and her soul is about to leave her body. Even my healing magic cannot save her.
She stepped into the shabby woodshed and saw the soul of the little girl, which was about to disappear between heaven and earth, in front of the haystack.
The latter seemed to sense something and looked up at her blankly: "Are you here to pick me up, the ghost messenger?"
Xiao Jiu's soul was not as strong as Wen Yun's, and was as weak as a candle that would go out at any time. The walls of the woodshed were dilapidated and full of cracks. There were lightning and thunder outside the window, and the branches and leaves rustled in the strong wind. The violent storm with a smell of mud came in through the gaps, and her soul became fragmented.
Wen Yun felt a little sad in his heart, and he protected her with his soul, as if he was hugging the little girl gently and shielding her from the wind and rain.
Xiao Jiu's soul was a small ball, and he looked up at Wen Yun in confusion.
Before she died, in order to guard against sneak attacks from the dark, she was always alert and resistant to anyone approaching her. If someone approached her, she would immediately step back.
But for some reason, this other soul made her unable to produce the slightest resistance. In the other's embrace, she even felt a sense of security that she had never felt before.
Like a sister from another world.
Wen Yun asked her softly, "Do you want to see the bad guys get punished and pay back what they owe you?"
Xiaojiu was stunned.
After a long while, he said firmly: "Yes."
Wen Yun paused and said softly, "Okay, I'll do it for you."
She took Xiao Jiu's remaining soul into the protection of her own mind and soul, and brought her back to the thin body on the bed.
Back to the starting point of the story.
It doesn’t matter if she loses, because she knows the content of the test questions this time.
I will never give the wrong answer again.
Not long after Wen Yun was reborn, she finally returned to the Tenth Peak and according to the plot in her memory, she rescued the Delonix regia that was pulled down for the twelfth time from her third senior brother.
When she looked at the small sapling, she could not hide her excitement.
Of course, she was also very excited in her previous life, but last time she couldn't resist the urge to carve the flamboyant tree into a magic wand, and this time she was waiting for Ye Shubai to come out.
Wen Yun originally thought that after seeing Ye Shubai appear in front of him alive again, his first reaction would be joy.
But when the man slowly opened his eyes and stared at me, he said in a clear but cold yet firm voice, just like in his previous life -
"We have met before."
At that moment, Wen Yun's chest seemed to be pinched hard, and the pain was so severe that she almost couldn't maintain her calm appearance. Even breathing became difficult.
She thought, she had met him more than just before.
The time she had gone through was long enough to turn the vast ocean into mulberry fields, and it was so long that apart from her, no one else in the world could or dared to endure that long loneliness.
Wen Yun's heart began to feel hot, so hot that she wanted to shed tears of grievance.
I ran all the way without stopping, and ran back with all my might, and appeared here to catch you.
In the end, she kept all these words in her heart. The girl raised her chin slightly, her eyes were red, and her voice was light—
"I am your master, Wen Yun."
As she spoke, she reached out her hand to the man on the ground, ready to pull him up.
Ye Shubai looked at the delicate white hand in silence, his eyes slightly complicated.
Wen Yun felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, so she glared back fiercely.
What are you looking at!
Isn’t it just holding hands
I even kissed you!
I will sleep with you again in the future!
Because he was worried about changing the future, and knowing that Shangxuan Xianzun was spying on Ye Shubai from time to time, even though Wen Yun knew what would happen every day in the future, he still did not change it, but reproduced it according to his memory.
If you want to plot against an Immortal Lord, you cannot have any hope of luck and must be extremely cautious.
For Wen Yun, everything that happened next was like reliving an old dream.
No matter who they were or what they said, they were all repeating the scenes from their previous lives.
She had thought it was a very ordinary scene a long time ago, but now experiencing it again she felt it was an exceptionally rare and good time.
As for Ye Shubai's various strange behaviors around him, Wen Yun's straightforward heart had previously ignored those gentle details, but because he had honestly admitted that he had ill intentions before, each of them became particularly meaningful in Wen Yun's eyes.
For example, when Jiang Si appeared for the first time, Ye Shubai blocked her view. But if you look closely, whenever there was a good-looking male cultivator who she glanced at for a few seconds, Ye Shubai would block her view intentionally or unintentionally. If he was ugly, he would honestly stand behind her and act as a silent bodyguard.
Tsk.
Every time Wen Yun mentioned the "staff spirit", Ye Shubai's eyes became strange and his words were full of sourness. Every time he mastered some kind of magic, he seemed to inadvertently compare it with Xiaohong.
Tsk.
For example, when Charmander just came back and wanted to sleep next to Wen Yun, Ye Shubai would always pretend to be nonchalant and say, "I put new gems in your dragon cave, don't you want to go and have a look?", and easily trick the dragon away from her bed.
Tsk, man!
It would be fine if there was only one such thing, but it happened so many times that it is difficult to attribute it to accidents.
Those jealous words, those cautious cares, those unlimited trust and doting, it turns out that these are all the tenderness that belongs only to her.
At this moment, Wen Yun seemed to know the answer and secretly watched the process for the students. He felt a sense of pride that he knew it all, and also a sense of surprise that he had found a treasure that he had not noticed before.
"It turns out that he has liked me for a long time. I am really charming."
Time flies.
Wen Yun is now following the process of his previous life, beginning to survive the heavenly thunder tribulation and preparing to fly to the upper realm.
It’s just that in her previous life, she was extremely nervous when she was going through the thunder tribulation, but in this life...
How can I put it, you old veteran are not afraid of pain anymore.
Wen Yun's body is indeed the same as her previous generation, and her cultivation level seems to be similar, but her swordsmanship and soul are much stronger. As for the power of the law of space, it is already close to perfection.
Previously, Shang Wuyang's cultivation had reached the maximum, but the power of the law had never progressed, so he had never been able to break through the barrier of the fairyland.
Wen Yun is just the opposite of him. On the surface, she is still a rookie who has just faced the ascension, but in fact she has already stepped half a step into the fairyland. It’s just that her cultivation is not enough now.
Because her soul was too strong, she was not affected at all when the hundredth thunder struck her, and she even wanted to take a bath in the thunder pool.
Thinking of Ye Shubai's scream of "Ayun" just now, she couldn't help but sigh that she must have been struck by lightning in her previous life and her head was dizzy, so she missed such a sound.
You know, Ye Shubai usually only calls her by her full name.
Wen Yun glanced at Ye Shubai secretly, and couldn't help feeling proud, while making a note of it in the little notebook in his heart.
"Ye Xiaobai failed to hide his love for her for the 386th time."
The latter naturally noticed the glances she gave him from time to time, but he couldn't understand Wen Yun's strange look and thought she was in unbearable pain, so he frowned and said gently, "If you can't hold on, just ascend."
He clenched his hands tightly, completely losing his usual composure, his eyes were slightly red, and his voice was trembling.
Wen Yun originally wanted to pretend to cover his chest and say "Xiaobai, it hurts" to make him worry for a while, but when he really saw Ye Shubai like this, he couldn't bear to let him worry for a moment longer.
Besides, the Master Su Yuan beside him had already loudly counted out the number: "One hundred and twenty-two!"
It's time to go to the upper realm.
Wen Yun silently looked at the golden sky steps leading to the upper world. The last time she left, she thought there would be opponents guarding it, so she was on high alert and holding the teleportation scroll in her hand, ready to run away. In the end, there was no one there, and she thought it was good luck at the time.
This time, Wen Yun knew that someone was waiting for them in the upper realm. That person was in the far east, looking down in that direction and calculating their life and death indifferently.
In the upper realm, she and he will meet many people just like in their previous life, and will experience many things together again. He will also reveal his "evil intentions" to her once again.
And Immortal Shangxuan will also arrive at Baiyun City on that day according to Wen Yun's calculations.
But this time Wen Yun was prepared.
Her Ye Xiaobai will never die again.
Wen Yun stretched out his hand towards Ye Shubai.
"Xiaobai, let's go."