Before leaving, Ye Qiu stuffed a pill into the monkey's hand and said, "Monkey, you and I are destined to be together. Today I will give you an elixir."

"Remember, this pill cannot be consumed without permission unless it is absolutely necessary. You can only consume it when you are at the critical moment of life and death. It will definitely change your fate."

Ye Qiu did not forget to remind him that he knew the habits of monkeys very well. Monkeys always liked to eat rare treasures as snacks.

If Ye Qiu hadn't warned him, he would have eaten the elixir as if it were melon seeds in less than a second.

Don't doubt it, he can really do it.

Hearing Ye Qiu's serious instructions, Monkey immediately understood the importance of the pill and assured, "Don't worry, Senior. I will never take it unless it is absolutely necessary..."

Seeing his sincere assurance, Ye Qiu was skeptical and didn't quite dare to believe it.

However, time was running out and there was no time to chat with him. After giving his instructions, Ye Qiu left in a hurry.

The monkey watched his departing back and did not look away until he flew far away.

"Magic Pill?"

Looking at the tiny elixir in his hand, which exuded an enchanting fragrance, the monkey's appetite was whetted and he swallowed his saliva.

"It smells so good, what magical effect does this pill have?"

I became more and more curious, like a cat scratching its claws, and I couldn't help it.

"No, no, I promised you that I would never eat unless it was absolutely necessary."

The monkey was about to swallow it in one gulp, but when he remembered Ye Qiu's instructions just now, he gave up the idea again.

But the more he looked at the elixir, the more he wanted to eat it. Of course, he was not a foodie, he was mainly curious about the effects of the elixir.

After hesitating for a long time, the monkey finally held back and chose not to eat the pill, but to keep it carefully.

At this time, Ye Qiu had already entered Qinchuan. He ignored the situation at the foot of the mountain and went straight to the Butian Sect.

As soon as they entered the formation, several disciples came to greet them.

"Who is coming?"

Several swords blocked the way, but Ye Qiu was not angry. He just watched several figures flying out of the mist.

Those disciples were all disciples from the first peak. When they saw that the person coming was Ye Qiu, they instantly became excited.

"Disciple, I pay my respects to Uncle Master Ye!"

"Get up."

Ye Qiu ignored it and just said, "Get up!" Then he looked towards Shoufeng and asked, "Is the master here?"

"Master, the head teacher is in the Jade Purity Palace, discussing matters with the chief monks. Master, please go ahead."

"Well, you guys get busy."

After hearing this, Ye Qiu did not choose to return to Zixia Peak first, but flew towards Yuqing Palace.

At this time, in the Yuqing Palace, several elders of the first peak and Meng Tianzheng were surrounding a little boy, with a kind face, carefully teaching him how to practice.

The scene was a bit funny. Usually when they teach their apprentices, they use strict methods, including beatings and scolding, to produce excellent students.

But now, facing a little kid, I feel restrained and dare not speak loudly or scold harshly. I have to be very cautious.

It was such a funny scene that the other leaders laughed secretly.

"puff……"

Even the usually aloof Lin Qingzhu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The main thing is that this little guy is too powerful and no one dares to provoke him.

You have to know that all the people in this hall were brought up by this little guy.

Now, after six cycles of feng shui, the ideal change of status has not occurred, and those people who were humble back then are still very humble.

"Huh... Senior Brother, this can't be taught."

Qi Wuhui wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Originally, this little fellow was in the forbidden area at the back mountain, where he was taught by the elders.

However, they said they couldn't stand it anymore after just a few days of teaching. Meng Tianzheng had no choice but to take him out.

He was personally trained by the Chief of the Seven Clans, but... the Chief of the Seven Clans also faced the same problem.

Meng Tianzheng also sighed. This was really a hot potato.

"Hey, hey, hey, Junior Uncle-Master, you can't touch that thing. It's dangerous."

When they saw the little guy reaching for a sharp sword, all the elders in the hall panicked and hurried to try to stop him.

The entire hall was filled with elders following a little guy, with one running in front and a group chasing behind, fearing that he would be bumped into.

Logically speaking, given the generation level of this little fellow, he should be of the same generation as Xiao Mengli, and at most the same generation as Lin Qingzhu.

But the problem is that no one dares to accept him as a disciple. In the end, Meng Tianzheng has no choice but to give him a Taoist name, Xuan Yi...

It can be considered as restoring his identity.

Therefore, he is undoubtedly the youngest but the most senior person in the Butian Sect.

Just when everyone was having a headache and didn't know what to do, a gust of wind blew by.

Everyone was startled and looked up quickly, only to see a handsome man in white clothes standing in front of Xuan Yi at the door.

As he was looking down at him, Xiao Xuanyi panicked and quickly hid behind an elder, saying, "Who are you..."

Ye Qiu just looked at him quietly, with no expression on his face. He looked very stern, and scared Xiao Xuan Yi so much that he didn't dare to move.

After a while, Ye Qiu smiled again, revealing a gratified smile, and said: "Haha, as expected, Junior Master, long time no see..."

Ye Qiu's expression suddenly changed. He grabbed Xuan Yi from the ground and lifted him up high.

"Fuck, Junior Brother Ye, be gentle, be gentle, don't let Junior Uncle fall."

When the elders saw this, they were shocked and ran up quickly, looking as if they were afraid that Ye Qiu would lose his grip and drop little Xuanyi.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing this, Ye Qiu couldn't help but laugh out loud. With Xuan Yi returning to the Butian Sect, the fateful battle of that year finally came to an end.

Meng Tianzheng walked up to him with satisfaction and said, "Junior brother, when did you return to the mountain? Why didn't you inform us?

You've been gone for half a year, and there's no news from you. I'm so worried."

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Brother, please forgive me. I am used to being alone, so I neglected it."

A few people exchanged a few words of concern, and it was then that Ye Qiu noticed that there was a small figure following behind Lin Qingzhu.

“Eh…”

Ye Qiu was immediately surprised and hurried towards Lin Qingzhu. When Lin Qingzhu saw his master coming, he quickly said, "Hello, Master."

Ye Qiu did not answer, but looked at the little guy behind her. With his divine eyes, he could immediately see the infinite power in his body.

"Hiss... Wow, they're all here."

This sight gave Ye Qiu a fright. He turned back to look at Xiao Xuanyi and just found it funny.

Then he asked, "Disciple, who is this little fellow?"

Xiao Mengli was a little scared. Looking at the handsome man in front of her, she felt that he was a bit like the devil she often saw in her nightmares.

Countless times, Xiao Mengli dreamed of the same man, who was holding a sword and stabbing himself madly.

Now seeing Ye Qiu Zhenren, she was so frightened that her face turned pale. It was him, the devil in her dream.

"Master, I'm afraid..."

Xiao Mengli was so frightened that she was shaking all over. She held on to her master's thigh tightly, hid behind Lin Qingzhu, and trembled.

When Lin Qingzhu saw it, she felt strange. Why was this little girl so afraid of her master?

"Be good, Mengli, don't be afraid. This is your master. He won't hurt you."

I explained patiently, but little Mengli was still very scared and didn't listen at all.