"Junior Sister Jinhua, how are you?" The man in purple robes first bowed and then made way for her.
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Yinghuo. It's you who came today." Jinhua sighed slightly. She hadn't seen these senior brothers from Zhaoye Palace for many years.
Compared with the younger generation of the Xiangyu Sect, the disciples of the same generation in the Zhaoye Palace are a few years older. When Jinhua first entered the mountain gate, he was taken by the teacher to meet them several times. Compared with the upper echelons of the Ye Palace, he is quite familiar with these people.
"It's me, but today I'm just a foil. I've been delayed for some time because I had to welcome an old friend back. I hope Junior Sister Jinhua won't blame me." As he spoke, he smiled and waved his sleeves. On the mountain path behind him, the purple-robed disciples who had gathered like a cloud also separated one by one and stood on both sides of the stairs, leaving a straight passage.
"Old friend?"
Jinhua looked puzzled. She couldn't remember any old friend that Senior Brother Yinghuo valued so much. After all, after the previous generation of teachers passed away one after another, their generation was the one with the highest seniority in the sect. Who else could he respect so much?
While thinking about this, she still took a step forward and brought the people from the Xiangyu Sect to the center of the platform, looking at the mountain path below.
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Looking at the straight mountain road that suddenly split above his head, Loran Hill suddenly had a strange feeling.
I clearly didn't think so at the beginning, why did it turn out like this? I was clearly just on the way back to the sect when I met a fellow disciple from Zhaoye Palace. Then, Senior Brother Yinghuo talked to me for several days. While asking about my situation, he also talked a lot about the current situation of the dynasty and the plans of various families to come to me.
Because she was obsessed with these things, she didn't pay attention to time. After all, it didn't matter if she returned to the Xiangyu Sect a few days sooner or later. But she didn't expect that in just these few days, teams of Zhaoye Palace disciples rushed over from Mushanzhou, and the number was increasing.
Only then did she realize something was wrong, so she asked her senior brother Yinghuo.
"Ah, this is what the head brother meant." He was referring to Yingdeng, the descendant of the former Tongzhu Immortal.
"Senior Brother, the head monk, said that Junior Sister Luo Lan has been away for a long time. If she returns empty-handed like this, she will probably be looked down upon, which would be quite disadvantageous."
"It just so happens that we are also going to visit her on the mountain, so why not serve as a foil and use Junior Sister Luolan's influence to your advantage?"
"But what's the use of this momentum for me?" Loran Hill was puzzled.
"No, no, no, this is of great use. Whether we can subdue the four branches of the Xuanwu clan and unify them in this chaotic world depends on what we do today."
"In the past, the Yellow Phoenix came across the sea. Now, Junior Sister has returned with the great teachings of the East and the West. In the name of the Golden Sparrow Witch, she will restore order to the world. It all depends on Junior Sister Luo Lan."
"Others may not understand, but we, the disciples of Zhaoye Palace, have guarded the Sunset Mountains for hundreds of years and know the situation very well. Since we can subdue and regulate the chaotic and violent Sunset Dragon Vein, with the power of Junior Sister, the Goddess, we can recreate the Five Phoenixes."
"Please don't blame me, Junior Sister Luo Lan. It's just that this world needs a new phoenix to appear." After saying this, he bowed deeply.
The memories in her mind gradually faded away. Loran Hill sighed softly, then straightened her clothes and slowly stepped onto the steps she had not seen for a long time.
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