After a while of silence, the man withdrew his sight that had been staying on the two graves for a long time, turned around and asked calmly:

"Junior Sister Lan, how long will it take to steadily break the shield with your formation skills?"

Hearing the man in the gorgeous clothes say this, the beautiful woman named Lan Qingmeng closed her eyes slightly again and began to think about it.

Obviously, the two are the current sect leaders of the Jiuzhou human race, Qingxutian and Jingcitian among the three pillars, Yun Youya and Lan Qingmeng!

These two people stomp their feet on weekdays, and the entire cultivation world will tremble three times. For some reason, they appeared next to Qingyun's wooden house at the same time.

After a while, Lan Qingmeng seemed to have a measure and said:

"Senior Brother Yun, among us, I dare not be honored by the formation method of junior sister, but she has some attainments. But you should know that Mu Lan's talent in alchemy and pharmaceutical formations was extraordinary, and she was even not far from me. In addition, if Yi Qing had taught her all these years, I am afraid that even if you and me work together, it would take fifty years to be conservative."

After a pause, Lan Qingmeng still said bluntly:

"After all, I'm not familiar with the formation methods of the Immortal Sword Sect, but if I could get the help of Master Yichen, the time might be shorter."

Yun Youya listened to the words and kept silent without any response. After a while, he asked again:

"How long will it take if this formation fails on its own?"

Lan Qingmeng seemed to have known that he was going to smell this way and replied calmly:

"Although the arrangement of this array is exquisite, it does not use many rare objects. Acetic acid will take about two hundred years to wait."

After hearing two hundred years, the man's majestic expression finally disappeared, he smiled with a self-deprecating smile, and then his face was filled with endless bitterness. He only heard him muttering to himself:

"Qilin Tooth! Qilin Tooth! Why is this? Why!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the whole wooden house seemed to tremble. Countless trees fell and leaves were falling, and the creatures in the mountains were trembling.

It turned out that Yun Youya hit the golden protective cover with a palm. The violent fluctuations generated by the protective cover directly affected the entire mountain, and his eyes were filled with anger and confusion.

Lan Qingmeng hurriedly held the hand of the man surnamed Yun, and didn't care about anything else, and shouted excitedly:

"Stop! There is a cliff! If you continue, here will be razed to the ground! You hate Yi Qing, but it is also Mu Lan's place of sleep! If you do this, how can Sister Qin rest in peace in the nine springs!"

I don’t know if it was Lan Qingmeng’s words that had some effect or Yun Youya thought of something again. He suppressed the anger and confusion in his eyes and forced his fist to cleave wisps of blood, which made Lan Qingmeng feel extremely distressed.

"Is it possible because Mu Lan and Yi Qing seized a treasure, and you are going to chase them to the ends of the world? They are your children!"

For some reason, although I have asked about the matters back then countless times, if Yun Youya had not kept silent, he would have kept the righteousness and righteousness on his lips, as if he had no concern for his children's lives or death.

But he suddenly accepted his invitation a few days ago and rushed to the deserted Yiren Mountains. Looking at the two lonely graves that were unattended, all the complexities on Yun Youya finally dissipated.

Only the rich sadness and longing remained, condensed into the sea.

Perhaps as the leader of the sect, he could not laugh or cry, but after thousands of years of practice, he sent his first wife away and left his daughter. In the end, he was like a widower and widow in the world, and his iron-clad heart could not withstand such torture.

"You have a cliff. If you don't have a good time, why don't you ask the leader Yichen? No matter how they fought, they were brothers, and you can't blame him for the marriage that year."

Lan Qingmeng originally didn't want to use the past to stimulate Yun Youya, but if they didn't say it now, they couldn't even get into Mu Lan's former residence, and she would have cured it and come up with this bad plan.

However, Lan Qingmeng still held Yun Youya's hand hard, afraid that he would do something he regretted. In her opinion, Yun Youya was just because he couldn't see through and was unwilling to admit that someone was disobeying his wishes.

But now, what is more painful than giving a white-haired man a black-haired man? Not to mention that his daughter refuses to see her father until her death.

Lan Qingmeng, who has been practicing Buddhism for many years, does not stop love, but understands what love is better than others, so she is very clear that Yi Qing’s grave is most of the real ones.

However, Yun Youya finally did not accept Lan Qingmeng's suggestion, but regained his identity as the majestic and fierce stern leader Qingxutian, and said calmly to Lan Qingmeng:

"Let's go, Junior Sister Lan."

Lan Qingmeng's eyes condensed when she heard this, and then asked with understanding:

"Senior Brother Yun won't stay for a moment? The junior sister can leave first."

"What we are here is just a trace of dust. You and I are not greedy for the magic of Qilin Tooth, and we are also a practitioner who is used to life and death, let's go."

Yun Youya slowly pulled out the hand that was held by Lan Qingmeng, turned around and left the wooden house first, which was completely different from the moment he was excited.

Lan Qingmeng stared at Yun Youya who had already left, and wanted to say something, but found that she had nothing to say.

Yes, even regret is useless. What's the point of saying too much? Not to mention that Master Yun never said a few words about the past from beginning to end. No one in the world knows whether the idea is suitable for his mind.

I left before, and the willows swayed.

Now I think about it, it’s raining and snowing.

She saw Yun Youya’s broad shoulders and firm steps behind her, but she didn’t see his chest wet with tears and his heart full of devastated eyes.

After a while, Yun Youya and Lan Qingmeng went down the mountain one after another and came to Liangren Village, which had already turned into a pile of ruins. The person who was waiting for them was Wang Qingquan, the leader of the garrison disciple of Qingxutian in Qianzhong City.

As for the arrival of the sect leader, Wang Qingquan's face had no sense of awe except for the almost polite manners, as if he was only receiving an ordinary passerby.

But when he saw Lan Qingmeng going down the mountain together, his face suddenly showed an expression of great respect, and he quickly lowered his head. The contrast was so big that it was shocking.

Surprisingly, Yun Youya did not blame Wang Qingquan for his rudeness and walked straight past him, but he stopped and said lightly:

"Although Ruoshui is your master's sister, and Mu Lan is his niece, since ancient times, good and evil have not yet matched each other. Yi Qing and Mu Lan eloped in front without authorization, and they were willing to fall into the devil's way to force the Qilin's teeth. I have not put them on the spot to rectify the Dharma, but have already received the kindness of heaven. To this day, I believe that not only was there nothing wrong in the past, but was kind."

As if he was talking about something irrelevant, or as if he was talking to himself, Yun Youya said mechanically. Then, he looked at Wang Qingquan, who was still bowing his head and silent, and continued:

"As for the punishment I punished you back then, I don't need to explain to you, a small inner disciple. If you think I am biased, you can think about what you did and the rules and regulations that day to see if the punishment I punish you is heavy or light."

Speaking of this, even Lan Qingmeng on the side saw the ugly look on Wang Qingquan's face, and was about to make a comeback, but Yun Youya changed his mind and said:

"But I believe that I have no grudges with you, and the same is true for your master. So from today on, you no longer need to stay in Ganzhong City. After I return to the sect, I will issue a handwritten order. You can stay and stay at your own expense. However, if you return to the Qing Xutian, I hope you will explain my words to Chengtian clearly."

As he spoke, Yun Youya didn't even look back, as if Wang Qingquan was not worth mentioning in his eyes. He said for a long time just as he wanted him to bring a letter, but he had just taken two steps but stopped again.

The luxurious brocade robe revealed endless loneliness and loneliness, as if there was nothing left to say. Wang Qingquan seemed to have not reacted from the sudden surprise, and he also raised his head suddenly and stared at Yun Youya's back.

However, in the end, Yun Youya did not open his mouth or turn around. Instead, he jumped gently under his feet and rose into the air and disappeared straight into the air. The whirlwinds brought about made Wang Qingquan feel a little dazed.

After watching Yun Youya leave, Lan Qingmeng stared at Wang Qingquan with a deep and bottomless look and asked:

"Nephew Wang, I don't know whether to ask or not."

"Senior, please say, if you know, you must tell me the truth."

After saying that, Wang Qingquan hurriedly bowed and still had a completely different attitude than he was to treat the sect leader.

"Do you know why Yi Qing and Mu Lan died?"

"What! Yi Qing has passed away? This, I don't know that both of them have passed away."

When Wang Qingquan heard the news of Yi Qing's death, he was extremely surprised. Although he didn't like this slut who took away his senior sister, he was a peerless master in the realm of spiritual cultivation after all, and the peak of human cultivation. Anyone who could ask such a person would be greatly surprised when he passed away.

Lan Qingmeng looked at him calmly, not knowing whether she was thinking about the authenticity of Wang Qingquan's words or thinking about something else, after a while, she asked again:

"Do you know who the tombstones of the two of you are erected?"

Lan Qingmeng asked again, with obvious expectation in his words, but Wang Qingquan recovered from the shock very quickly and then replied calmly:

"I don't know. Maybe senior Yi Qing doesn't want to live alone, so it's possible that he can erect his tombstone first and then go with his senior sister."

Upon receiving such an answer, Lan Qingmeng's face showed a strong look of disappointment, and he nodded slightly and said to him:

"From Ganzhong City to this place, you have worked hard all the way. Master Wang is not a person with a heart-warming heart. Mu Lan's departure is extremely sad even for me who practices Buddha. As a father, how could he not be heartbroken? However, as the leader of a sect, he is the leader of the righteous path in the world. Sometimes he really can't help himself. I hope you can understand what he said to you just now, return to the sect as soon as possible, and explain it to Senior Brother Chengtian."
Chapter completed!