The next day.

The red sun was rising, and the golden sunlight was shining on the earth. The whole Qiyun Mountain was filled with purple air, and it looked like a paradise.

Although the disciples of Miaoyin Sect have been very busy recently, almost all of them appeared in front of the Miaoyin Sect's mountain gate early this morning.

It’s not for any other reason, it’s just because the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect is leaving the sect today.

This departure is different from the previous ones. On the one hand, Ning Jie's identity is different. He is now the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect, and everything he says and does represents Miaoyin Sect. On the other hand, it is because no one knows how long Ning Jie will be away from the sect this time, and no one knows the specific return date, so many junior and senior sisters in the sect are reluctant to let Ning Jie go.

Everyone stood in front of the mountain gate, sighing and lamenting.

"Oh, I really don't want the Holy Son to leave. When he was here, I could see him every day, and my whole body was filled with the power of cultivation. Now that he is leaving, I suddenly feel empty inside."

"Who says it's not true? Junior Brother Ning was such an interesting man, and he was always very considerate of us senior sisters. His passing not only makes me feel empty in my heart, but also in my body."

"Alright, you women are all obsessed with Senior Brother Ning's looks. In fact, let alone you, even I, a man, like Senior Brother Ning's looks, hehehe~"

Hearing the male disciple say this, the other disciples around him couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the looks they gave him became much more complicated.

Everyone was waiting for Ning Jie, preparing to hold a grand farewell ceremony for him.

But Ning Jie, the protagonist of this farewell ceremony, had just woken up from his sleep. He glanced out the window and suddenly sat up from the bed.

"broken!"

Ning Jie said inwardly, then hurriedly pushed away Shi Yuqi, who was still sleeping lightly on his shoulder, and put on his own clothes.

"Hmm~"

Shi Yuqi let out a moan, then looked at Ning Jie with her beautiful eyes, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

He was very satisfied with Ning Jie's performance last night. Many times, it was like seeing an immortal from heaven. And more importantly, she knew that Qiu Yuebai was coming, which allowed her to turn the tables on Qiu Yuebai.

At this moment, the more she thought about it, the happier she felt. She looked at Ning Jie and said jokingly:

"Hey, Ning Shengzi, are you going to leave with your pants pulled up?"

Ning Jie knew that Shi Yuqi was teasing him, but due to time constraints, he could only glare at Shi Yuqi and say something harsh:

"I'll deal with you when I get back!"

After saying that, he hurried towards the door, but he was so tired last night that his waist felt a little sore, and he subconsciously held his waist with every step he took.

Seeing Ning Jie walking out with his hands on his waist, Shi Yuqi laughed out loud, because this made him feel particularly accomplished.

Of course, she didn't know that Ning Jie had to deal with not just one person yesterday, but three, and even the shameless and insatiable Chu Xi!

When Ning Jie arrived at the mountain gate, he was also shocked by the farewell scene.

He had not expected that the Son of God's identity was so prestigious that he could be seen off by the entire sect. However, when he carefully searched among the farewell crowd, he did not find the figure he wanted to see the most.

Where is Master?

Ning Jie felt a little unbelievable that his master was not present.

Logically speaking, this is impossible. Sect Master Si Yin and all the elders are here, but Master is the only one missing. Could it be that there is something special about Master?

Without his master to see him off, Ning Jie felt a little lost for a moment.

He slowly walked towards Sect Master Si Yin and was about to ask, but Sect Master Si Yin seemed to have understood what he wanted to ask and looked at him and said slowly:

"Your master won't be here today. She asked me to give you this protective magic weapon, the Heart Scale. As for the reason, don't ask. You know the reason clearly in your heart."

After saying that, Sect Master Si Yin took out the golden heart-protecting scale from his arms and handed it to Ning Jie.

Seeing the Heart Protecting Scale in his hand, Ning Jie was suddenly surprised. He looked at Sect Master Si Yin in disbelief and said:

"Is this... the Miaoyin Sect's most precious protective treasure, the Heart-Protecting Scale?"

Sect Master Si Yin nodded and said slowly:

"That's right, this Heart-Protecting Scale was made for you by your master last night at the cost of his own essence. You..." Sect Master Si Yin wanted to say something, but in the end, he sighed.

"You're on your own."

After listening to the explanation from Sect Master Si Yin, Ning Jie's heart was suddenly shocked. He didn't expect that his master was not in the room last night. He was actually busy refining a protective magic weapon for him, and even consumed his own essence!

This made Ning Jie feel extremely moved. At this moment, he really wanted to see his master, but he knew that if his master wanted to see him, he would definitely come. Now that he didn't come, there must be something wrong.

As for the reason why his master was jealous and angry, he had never thought about it. After all, he didn't know that his master had heard the joy of his concubine Shi Yu's bedroom with his own ears last night.

"Forget it, I'll thank Master when I come back next time."

Ning Jie said in his heart, then turned and walked towards Mu Qingxue.

At this time, in the room of Goddess Peak, Qiu Yuebai leaned against the window and looked at the blue sky, with a hint of melancholy on his face.

She picked up the wine jug and took a deep breath, muttering:

"Should we go meet that traitor?"

"Hmph! Did that traitor and that vixen Shi Yuqi think of me, their master, when they were enjoying themselves? I won't see you! I absolutely won't see you!"

But after thinking for a long time, Qiuyuebai sighed.

"Oh, forget it. I don't know when this traitor will come back. I might as well go and see him!"

In the end, Qiuyuebai compromised.

She glanced at the black ice silk stockings she had thrown on the bed, hesitated for a moment, then slowly sat down, picked up the black ice silk stockings and put them on again, gnashing her teeth and saying,

"Just pamper him one last time!"

The mountain breeze was blowing gently, and everyone's eyes were focused on the road in front of the mountain gate.

This time, Ning Jie did not choose to travel by the sect's flying boat, because the purpose of this trip was, on the one hand, to take Si Luo to the Immortal Clan's sacred mountain, and on the other hand, to find those who had obtained the fragments of the origin of luck.

Because the flying boat was traveling too fast and at high altitude, it was not easy to find it, so we had to travel by ground.

"Everyone, let's go!"

Ning Jie waved to the people who were seeing him off. Without any sentimental words, he simply said goodbye and walked down the mountain.

And just as he turned around, he suddenly saw a familiar figure coming from the horizon.

“Master!”

Ning Jie couldn't help but shout.