Afterwards, Ye Ze took a deep breath, calmed his excitement, picked up his phone again, and quickly edited new video content.

He recounted the whole story of how Yuwen Yinxiao secretly plotted against him and framed him into practicing magic.

When he talked about how his master risked his life alone to save him, but was tragically killed by Yuwen Lingxiao, his eyes became red and his voice trembled slightly.

"Fortunately, my master and I are lucky enough to escape this disaster, but I would be unworthy of being his disciple if I don't avenge this blood feud!" Ye Ze spoke sincerely, his eyes full of anger.

Once the video was released, it was like a bombshell dropped into a calm lake, instantly causing a huge uproar.

Comments and reposts came in like snowflakes, filling up the screen in the blink of an eye.

Someone claiming to be from the North Sea Holy Land was the first to leave a message: "I've heard about this. Our Saint Son previously practiced magic, but his cultivation was abolished by the Sect Master."

Now it seems that there is a lot more to this than it seems.

Then, someone else chimed in, "Of course it's not that simple. My master even said he'd go to the North Sea Holy Land to investigate."

We can’t let the demons sneak into our holy land quietly, or there will be endless troubles!

For a time, the entire world of immortal cultivation was in an uproar because of this video, and everyone was ready to uncover the shocking secret hidden behind it.

…

At the same time, in the Hundred Flowers Valley of the Dongling Holy Land, which was like a paradise on earth, the atmosphere was as cold and depressing as the frost and snow in winter.

The Fairy of Flowers was dressed in colorful clothes, and her usually lively eyes were now full of grievance and stubbornness. She sat upright, facing a middle-aged beauty whose hair was slightly gray but whose face was still delicate.

The beautiful woman's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if they could penetrate people's hearts. Her lips were tightly pursed, and she exuded the majestic aura of a superior.

"You still don't admit your mistake!" The middle-aged beautiful woman broke the silence first. Although her voice was not loud, it was like a heavy hammer falling to the ground, and every word hit the heart of the Fairy of Flowers.

"While I was in seclusion, who gave you the courage to act on your own and allow outsiders to set foot in our Hundred Flower Valley?

Do you know that there are many secrets in the valley. If they are leaked, the consequences will be disastrous. Have you forgotten all my daily teachings?

After hearing what her master said, Fairy Baihua argued with reason, her bright eyes gleaming with determination: "Master, you have been in seclusion for many days and have no idea of ​​the current changes in the world of immortal cultivation."

Among the four holy places today, which cultivator with some spiritual power doesn’t have a mobile phone?

If we don’t take advantage of this trend and sell our Baihua Valley’s special scented tea on mobile phones, we can promote the good things in the valley. Why not do it?

Moreover, if we allow those foreign monks to visit the valley and experience the wonders of scented tea for themselves, the valley will become famous, and we won’t have to worry about spirit stones in the future.

Seeing his disciple refusing to admit his mistake, Valley Master Fu Yue raised his eyebrows and angrily scolded him, "You still think you're right? I ordered you to take charge of the disciples in the valley, but how can you be so disrespectful now?"

Looking around, everyone is holding a mobile phone, and there is no sign of them concentrating on cultivation at all. Isn't this just wasting their time on trivial things?

When Fairy Baihua heard what her master said, her eyes turned, a sly smile appeared on her face, and she hurriedly held her cell phone in front of Fu Yue.

He said as if offering a treasure: "Master, please take a look at this phone. There is a big surprise hidden inside, as well as the immortal scriptures. Nowadays, everyone in the immortal world who has a phone is studying it."

Fu Yue was startled, a look of suspicion on her face as she murmured, "Immortal Scripture?"

Seeing that her master's attitude had softened slightly, Fairy Baihua struck while the iron was hot and opened the bookshelf in her phone, shouting excitedly, "Master, take a look."

Fu Yue then looked at the phone doubtfully.

The Fairy of Flowers gently tapped her slender hand and opened a chapter of the Heart Sutra.

Fu Yue became curious and took the phone, looking at it carefully.

After a while, I could only hear her softly reciting: “The affairs of heaven and earth are like flowers and plants.

How can there be a distinction between good and evil? If you want to look at flowers, you will consider flowers to be good and grass to be evil.

If you want to use grass, then grass is the best.

These good and evil are all born from your likes and dislikes, so you know they are wrong."

As she read, Fu Yue's eyes became slightly moist, and the memories of the past surged like a tide, reminding her of her master.

Once upon a time, the master personally severed her marriage with her senior brother in front of everyone.

At that moment, the world seemed to have lost its color. She was filled with sorrow and confusion, and finally left in anger.

For countless days and nights after that, she licked her wounds alone in the darkness, her heart filled with a single voice: "Why is Master so heartless?"

Why did she tear their friendship apart? At that time, she was deeply trapped in the quagmire of obsession, filled with resentment and sadness.

She had cried countless times in the dead of night, blaming her master for his hard-heartedness and feeling grief-stricken over her separation from her senior brother.

But now I think about it, "Master's actions back then must have been because he was afraid that I would ruin my brother's future."

Scenes from the past emerged before her eyes. At that time, her Dantian ruptured and her cultivation level took a sharp turn for the worse.

Every day he could only watch his fellow disciples making rapid progress on the path of cultivation, while he himself was like a bird with broken wings, trapped in the same place.

"When my Dantian ruptured, Master probably thought I was useless."

A hint of self-mockery flashed in her eyes, and her former pride and confidence were shattered by this cruel reality.

As the darling of the North Sea Holy Land, she fell to the bottom of the valley one day, and the gap made her feel unbearable pain.

But when she was most desperate, her master showed no mercy and instead resolutely severed her relationship with her senior brother, plunging her into deeper loneliness.

She sighed deeply, and the resentment and hatred that had been accumulating in her heart for many years gradually melted away at this moment, like ice and snow meeting spring.

Fu Yue slowly came back to her senses from the vortex of memories, calmed herself down, and continued to immerse herself in the world of scriptures on her phone.

Fairy Baihua was standing by, quietly watching her master's every move. Seeing her expression changing, she guessed that her master might be recalling something crucial from the past, which was why she was so engrossed. So she kept quiet and didn't disturb her anymore.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark, and the afterglow of the sun shone through the window lattices into the house, giving everything a warm yellow hue.

Fairy Baihua saw that her master was still sitting there, holding the phone tightly, motionless, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

He gently advised, "Master, you have just come out of retreat. Why don't you rest for a while? I'm afraid your body can't handle this kind of exertion."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Yue suddenly burst into laughter without any warning and without caring about her image. Her laughter was hearty, as if it could sweep away years of depression.

After laughing, she began to recite along with her phone: "Hiding from fate, avoiding karma, all kinds of shackles shackle my true self.

Following the will of heaven and accepting the cause and effect, today I know who I am.

Once you realize the truth and see your true self, why fear the old shackles of the past?

The shackles of the world are just dreams, invisible and formless.

Thinking of this, Fu Yue's eyes shone brightly, "What a way to follow the will of heaven and accept the cause and effect! I have been bound by obsession for half my life, and now I understand that I must follow my heart.

I want to go find my senior brother. The past grudges and hatreds are all in the past. No one can separate us again!