However, when Su Linyuan talked about his past life just now, she couldn't help but shed tears again, feeling a deep empathy for him.
Zhu Yi said, "Then let's let each other go!"
"You have your ideas, and I have my own little schemes. Let's just muddle through life together!"
Su Linyuan didn't miss any opportunity to take advantage of Zhu Yi, so he readily replied, "Okay, Yi'er."
Zhu Yi's ears turned red, as if she felt she had heard something serious.
The little girl unconsciously touched her cheek, as if he had subtly teased her about something, but it was very subtle.
The little squirrels were chattering away at the door, and Zhu Yi could hear their chatter even in the Ruins of Guixu.
The few gossipy girls, acting like they knew everything, were completely unaware that Zhu Yi had ruthlessly fed them pills.
At the end of the first month of the lunar calendar, she received a letter from Weiwei saying that she had married her cousin at home. Although the wedding was held hastily, it was not sloppy.
Su Linyuan seemed to have a slight sense of grievance when he read the letter to Zhu Yi.
Zhu Yi hasn't been paying much attention to him lately, probably because she hasn't quite accepted the fact that she entered his Guixu.
There were still remnants of late winter snow outside the window. These past few days, the sky above Tianlan Sect had been gloomy and overcast, a kind of overcast and rainy weather that always made people feel listless.
When it snows, Su Linyuan is always reluctant to move.
However, given that Chunmei and his gang have been committing murder and arson in the cultivation world recently, Su Linyuan goes to the mission hall every day to receive some missions to kill monsters.
Zhu Yi observed that he had been very cautious in fights lately, as if he was holding back. Even when he could kill a small monster with one sword, he would always have to strike it three times before he could kill it.
Zhu Yi was absolutely certain that he was doing all this to accommodate her.
Using a high intensity of spiritual energy would vibrate within the Void, and Zhu Yi felt a little warm-hearted by such meticulous care.
Facing the large peach, she reflected on whether her liking and acceptance of it were too superficial.
Her storage bag was right there, but she couldn't use it or touch anything. She heard her jade spirit device jingling.
We can only wait until Su Linyuan has time to check the messages for her.
These past few days, Mu Yu has come to see her. His calm and experienced face didn't reveal anything unusual. However, Zhu Yi always noticed something different during their visits.
The disciples of the sect exuded an increasingly strong aura of killing intent.
After killing one hundred monsters that day, Su Linyuan finished his work and returned to the mission hall to hand in his mission. When he returned, he heard some news: Chu Rong, the number one alchemist in the Eastern Continent, was taking refuge in Luohan Temple. The Eastern Continent had been completely occupied by the demons, and Master Chu Rong wanted to find a successor for his mantle as soon as possible.
"Really? I clearly remember it wasn't like this in my dreams from my past life." Zhu Yi was a little excited. This time, Zhu Qianying wouldn't be there to fight her over things, right?
"Yi'er wants to visit Master Chu Rong at Luohan Temple."
Su Linyuan gazed at the gloomy sky outside the window, lost in thought.
Zhu Yi couldn't stop smiling. She said, "That Master Chu Rong is an alchemist even more powerful than my master. It's said that his pill formulas are at the demigod level!"
"Although I'm only a master-level alchemist now, I believe I have a bright future! We'll have to return to the Spirit Realm sooner or later, and the more skilled I am at alchemy, the fewer people will be able to bully us!"
Su Linyuan smiled, not finding anything wrong with what she said.
Jiang Lin is a native of the spirit world.
In his past life, he was always alone, but he still longed for that homeland.
His gaze was kind and gentle as he asked softly, "Once we return to the border, we must go and see how Deng Lin's little courtyard is doing now, and also see how the peach tree spirits we replanted are doing."
"Perhaps I don't want to go to the spirit world. I just want to stay there briefly and then go to different places to see all kinds of scenery."
"That's fine, let's go see different scenery together."
Zhu Yi had only asked casually, but she didn't expect him to answer so readily.
Abbot Xuan Kong and Monk Jiu Jiu of Baima Temple are both very kind. In fact, Zhu Yi misses them a little.
"But the cultivation world is really terrible right now."
Zhu Yi was genuinely complaining. She was puzzled, "Why hasn't there been any divine blessings in the cultivation world for nearly ten thousand years?"
"I don't know either, but perhaps someone tampered with the Heavenly Dao Stele," Su Linyuan replied thoughtfully, his gaze deep and his brows furrowed.
The divine essence is needed not only in the cultivation world, but also in the spirit world.
Thirty million ordinary affairs, hundreds of millions of living beings.
The world is so vast, and all things are so immense, that it's possible that someone might seize even a tiny fraction of divine grace within it.
Su Linyuan gently wiped the Dragon Roar Sword. The blood-stained blade gleamed coldly, carrying an arrogant and indomitable will.
"Since someone deliberately blocked our path to ascension, let us split the ladder to heaven again, open the gate to heaven, and return."
Whether it was Zhu Yi's imagination or not, Su Linyuan seemed to have transformed into a completely different person during their conversation.
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