After the applause in Yanshen Square gradually faded, Chu Bingxin said solemnly to the elder beside him: "Why do I feel that the direction of this Immortal Discussion Conference is a little off."
The elder next to him thought for a moment, then replied seriously: "This shouldn't be your illusion."
Chu Bingxin: "..."
As the culprit, Shen Sui yawned: "Can we go back now?"
"It should be." Shang Shixu looked at Yanshen Square which was bustling again.
After all, it had been a hundred years since the powerful disciples of the sects in the Three Realms were able to gather together again, so soon a disciple suggested going down the mountain to have a meal, and this suggestion was echoed by many disciples of the sects.
"What about you? Are you going down the mountain now?" Shang Shixu looked at Chen Sui.
Chen Sui shook his head: "Waiting for my senior brothers and sisters."
Shang Shixu subconsciously looked in the direction of the masters and elders of the major sects, but few disciples noticed that they were vaguely surrounding a handsome young man.
There was a hint of fatigue between the eyebrows of the handsome young man, but the snow in his eyes could not be wiped away. The biting coldness seemed to be able to see through all the hypocrisy in the world.
Shang Shixu couldn't help but be amazed. Although he had known some of Shen Xinglan's identity for a long time, he was still shocked when he saw the scene before him.
Everyone in the Three Realms knew that these were a group of very noble old fellows, but now they could actually lower their stance to seek the opinions of others. This was truly incredible.
"Okay, I'm going to leave with my brother first," Shang Shixu kept looking back, "see you outfield later."
Shen Sui nodded.
At this time, disciples from various sects also left Yanshen Square one after another. Suddenly, the Yanshen Square, which was originally bustling with people, became a little deserted.
Chen Sui sat at the edge of the 9,999th step, and looked down at the setting sun. The orange sunset glow fell on the bluestone steps and on the disciples of the major sects who were leaving arm in arm.
The afterglow of the setting sun complements the tiny dark clouds and blends into the majestic and steep mountains. The perennial light mist in the Kunlun Realm seems to have covered itself with a mysterious veil, wanting people to peek in, but remaining silent.
Shen Sui was rarely nervous. Even though she could hear some other disciples talking to each other, these were insignificant and did not prevent her from enjoying the current atmosphere.
"Shen Sui."
Someone was walking down the bluestone steps beside her, but after walking about five or six bluestone steps, he suddenly turned around and looked up at her.
Shen Sui narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to find this person's face in his memory: "...Lu Qingwu?"
This was the first time she pronounced this name in front of the real owner.
Lu Qingwu nodded without comment, but he still stared at Shen Sui with his dark eyes, which made Shen Sui raise his eyebrows: "Why did you suddenly call my name? Do you know me?"
Lu Qingwu kept looking up at her.
The setting sun fell on his usually cold and dark eyes, but Chen Sui inexplicably saw a hint of tenderness in them.
He pursed his lips and said almost slowly, "Tai Chi Sect half a year ago."
The hem of the black-robed young man's clothes fluttered, and Chen Sui suddenly smelled a faint fragrance of grass and trees. But what he said made her stunned. Memories flooded back, causing her to subconsciously say, "Ah, you..."
The words stopped abruptly.
Lu Qingwu noticed the puzzlement in Shen Sui's eyes, so he whispered, "Half a year ago, I accepted a mission from the Purple Emblem Realm. I was ambushed, which caused my memory to become confused for a period of time. I thought I had returned to the past."
Shen Sui suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."
The black-clothed youth stared at Chen Sui silently again. Just when he thought Chen Sui wouldn't say something like "long time no see," the colorful-clothed girl tilted her head and said with a smile, "Are you still a mid-grade fire element spiritual root?"
Lu Qingwu's breathing paused slightly.
The girl's eyes were smiling, and she was still as warm as the spring breeze when they first met. Even when the sun was about to set behind the horizon, her hair was dyed with a golden color that seemed to hurt his eyes.
But he still endured the pain and tried hard to open his eyes to see her clearly.
"Years."
At this moment, the girl's voice sounded cold yet with a hint of unnaturalness.
Chen Sui turned around and saw Xie Wanyu walking towards her. She smiled and said, "Senior Sister is back?"
Xie Wanyu nodded: "What are you doing here?"
"I'm chatting..." Shen Sui turned her gaze back, only to find that Lu Qingwu had disappeared from her sight.
"Walking so fast? Aren't they said that these stairs can seal spiritual energy?" Chen Sui muttered softly.
"So you're just chatting with yourself," Xie Wanyu squatted down and gently rubbed Shen Sui's head, "What are you still whispering to yourself?"
Shen Sui chuckled.
"I'm going to look for Master now. What do you think?" Xie Wanyu asked. "Why didn't Senior Brother Mo and the others come with me when they went downstairs just now?"
Chen Sui said obediently: "Waiting for you and Brother."
Ning Ruoxian had asked her before if she wanted to go back together, but she politely declined. Ning Ruoxian said regretfully, "Okay, I was thinking of taking you to taste the fine wines of Kunlun Realm."
"Then you can bring it back for me to try." Chen Sui said confidently.
Ning Ruoxian burst out laughing, then rubbed her head: "You are such a clever little ghost."
"Then Suisui, are you going to come with me, or continue to wait for Shen Xinglan——"
Xie Wanyu's deliberately drawn-out words interrupted Shen Sui's thoughts.
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