Fu Zhu looked at the sword in her hand with some confusion. What is the timing? She heard the voice of her junior brother, calm as water, "Have you forgotten, my sword will be the Liang family sword?"

Yes, the sword worn by the heads of the past dynasties was the Liang sword.

And the younger junior brother Hui Chan is the next head of the Sword Sect.

Apart from practicing swordsmanship, their Xuanjian Peak lineage has learned different things. The senior brother is the best in the first path of formation, the senior sister is the most talented in the first path of Fu Dao, the third senior brother also practices alchemy, and Fu Zhu is pure swordsmanship.

Among the five, only the younger brother inherited the master's mantle and learned the divine arithmetic. So when he said that she couldn't pull out the sword because the time had not yet come, Fu Zhu felt uneasy in her heart.

Hui Chan stood up. He was a small man, but he was as mature as a wise man who had experienced thousands of years of ups and downs. He said softly: "Senior Sister, Master is waiting for you at Xunya Cliff."

"Master knows that I'm coming back today? He knows that I have many doubts in my heart. Do you need him to help me answer them?" Fu Zhu tilted his head and asked.

Hui Chan shook his head, not knowing about the problem with the talisman beads, he just said: "Master will always be waiting for the little senior sister at Xunya Cliff."

Fu Zhu didn't waste any more time and ran towards Xuyan Cliff with his sword in hand.

Behind her, Hui Chan's expression suddenly turned pitiful.

Little senior sister, you have to remember that Master will always be waiting for you at Xunya Cliff.

Hui Chan picked up the broom that was thrown aside and continued to clean the courtyard.

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People say that when those who practice Taoism achieve the Great Way, they will live as long as the sun, moon, heaven and earth. Everyone is walking on the road to immortality, the single-plank bridge.

When Fuzhu was young, his master led him to Xuyu Cliff for the first time. He asked him why he named this place Xuyu Cliff because the lifespan of a cultivator is long and he should live forever.

The fairy-like old man just touched his beard and told her that she would understand it when she grows up, but Fu Zhu still hasn't understood the deeper meaning.

Xuyu Cliff is at the easternmost edge of Xuanjian Peak, where you can see the earliest sunrise and the most prosperous stars.

Fu Zhu looked at the old man sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff, and suddenly burst into tears. He stood still and couldn't take a step forward.

The old man still closed his eyes to meditate, but his back seemed to have eyes, and he said harmoniously: "Why don't you come over here?"

Fu Zhu then sniffed and walked towards the old man.

She sat on the edge of the cliff, put her hands back on the ground, and swayed her legs gently, enjoying the feeling of the breeze blowing on her face.

"Master, where have you been this year?" Fu Zhu asked the most curious question.

The old man opened his vicissitudes of life and looked at his extremely talented disciple, who had already reached the middle stage of the Golden Elixir.

Even the second junior brother, who was the most talented among the three at that time, could not match her cultivation speed.

Wen Chen sighed softly and did not hide anything from her: "I'm going to find your senior sister Tianyue."

A year ago, he received Tianyue's Zhelinghe just after he left seclusion. The situation was so urgent that he didn't even have time to tell Fu Zhu.

A surprised smile appeared on Fu Zhu's face: "Master has found senior sister? Where is she now? Has she returned to Xuanjian Peak? Has master notified senior brother, does he know the news?"

A series of questions about Fu Zhu came one after another, and Wen Chen didn't know where to start.

Wen Chen was silent for too long, and Fu Zhu's heart suddenly pounded, and she had a bad premonition. She asked, "Is senior sister injured?"

"I'm going to call Third Senior Brother back. His alchemy skills are getting better and better now, and he will definitely be able to cure Senior Sister!"

Wen Chen stopped her, his voice floating in the wind, as if he was choking, "Your senior sister has died."

Fu Zhu was struck by lightning, and his body stiffened. It took him a long time to find his voice, "How is this possible?"

"Senior Sister, she has already reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Transformation Realm, and is only one step away from the Void Refining Realm. Her cultivation level is so high, how could she fall?"

Knowing that Fu Zhu had a good relationship with Tian Yue, she couldn't accept this fact, and Wen Chen had already thought about it.

But Tianyue did indeed fall. When he arrived, she had only her last breath left. He used his spiritual power to protect her heart, but it was to no avail. The spiritual power could not enter her body, and she was at a loss.

Then he wandered around outside anxiously, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

Tianyue still missed her little junior sister until her death.

"Senior sister, where did she... last fall?" Fu Zhu asked in a trembling voice, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

This was the first time she couldn't hold the sword.

"Fangwaitian."

"That's the junction between the world of cultivation and the world of demons. Only those above the realm of transformation can enter."

Fu Zhu's clenched hand loosened weakly, and she could only enter the realm of transformation into gods. She was only in the golden elixir realm now.

She couldn't even think of going to Fangwaitian.

Fu Zhu buried his head between his knees, letting out a whimpering sound in the breeze.

Wen Chen raised his hand and patted her back gently, waiting quietly for her to finish venting.

After a long time, the girl raised her face, her eyes still glowing red, she opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

"Master..." Fu Zhu's eyes were red and her voice was still choked. She said in a trembling voice, "I seem to understand why it is Xu Yuya."

The road to immortality is composed of many, many moments, and every moment is so sad, like maggots attached to the bones, endlessly flocking to them.

The talisman beads were blown quietly by the wind, and the tears on his face had just dried, and new ones were added.

Wen Chen sighed weakly and felt compassion for everyone.

He whispered: "I brought your senior sister's child back."

Fu Zhu's face suddenly froze, "Senior sister, she has a child? Is it her child with senior brother?"

Wen Chen pulled up the talisman beads and motioned for her to turn around and look.

Only then did Fu Zhu realize that there was a child of about seven or eight years old sitting in front of the stone table at the rear left. He lowered his head and quietly ate the cakes in his hands without making any sound.

Fu Zhu took two hesitant steps forward and knelt down to talk to him. The originally quiet child suddenly raised his head and bared his teeth with a fierce look.

Fu Zhu was suddenly frightened and took two steps back, her eyes filled with disbelief. How could this be the child of senior sister and senior brother?

She looked sideways at Wen Chen for confirmation, "Is he a demon?"

The child had a pair of strange eyes, one black and one red. It was obvious that he was not an ordinary human being, but a hybrid of human and demon.

There are two kinds of blood flowing in his body.

Fu Zhu still felt that this was a bit of a fantasy. The senior sister and senior brother were in love, so how could she give birth to a child with demon blood?

The senior sister left the Sword Sect nine years ago, and this child looks to be eight years old, which means that she had this child one year after she left the Sword Sect.

Although Fu Zhu didn't want to believe this, he looked very much like his senior sister, so Fu Zhu couldn't help but believe that he was his senior sister's child.

Facing this child, Fu Zhu felt very complicated inside.

Wen Chen waved his sleeves, and the child's other red eye turned into the same black as an ordinary person's.

"I have sealed the demonic aura in his body. He is now just like an ordinary human child. It cannot be seen below the Mahayana realm."

Fu Zhu felt relieved now. How many Mahayana realms are there in this world?

"What's his name?"

"Wu Sheng."

Among the black osmanthus trees, each people's life has its own life span. Why should life and death be reincarnated?

Senior sister, her feelings for this child should be very complicated...

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