"It's really interesting. It seems that I stayed in Jiucang Dao Ruins for ninety years, which is just the right time..."
With this thought in mind, Chen Xuan did not immediately fly to the location where the mysterious river appeared. Instead, he rushed back to Bichen Taoism according to his original plan.
Luo Yi was holding his chin on the mountainside of a fairy peak above the Bichen Daotong Mountain Gate, staring blankly at the vast sea of clouds.
Occasionally, one or two cranes flew past Luo Yi's eyes, but Luo Yi turned a blind eye, his beautiful eyes unblinking.
"Sigh, if Senior Sister Luo Yi continues like this, I'm afraid she will turn into a watchman's stone." Xiran walked up the mountain path not far away, stopped behind Luo Yi, and patted Luo Yi's shoulder gently.
"Senior Sister Luo Yi, it's been ninety years, can the young master still come back?"
Hearing Xiran's question, Luo Yi did not respond, but there was only conviction in his eyes.
Not to mention ninety years, even nine thousand, ninety thousand or even nine hundred thousand years, she will keep waiting. Looking at Luo Yi's dreamy eyes, Xiran sighed inwardly: "This is what is said in the ancient books
Do you record the infatuation of an ordinary woman waiting for her husband to return from the army? Love is such a terrible thing. Fortunately, I have never had it.
Which senior brother or genius from another sect do you fall in love with?"
Today, Xiran is no longer the naughty little girl she used to be. She has become tall and graceful, and has been named the first among the new generation of youth in Yunduzhou.
There were countless young talents pursuing Xiran, from the border of Auror Kingdom to the gate of Bichen Daoist Mountain, but they were all rejected by Xiran one by one.
However, there are still many suitors who try every means to impress Xiran, and even sneak into the Bichen Taoist lineage secretly, only to be kicked out by Master Biyun himself.
In the end, Xi Ran took the trouble and made a very serious vow: "If Senior Sister Luo Yi doesn't get married, I won't find a Taoist partner!"
Empress Luo Yi has been waiting for the evil emperor Chen Xuan for ninety years. It is a matter known to everyone in Yundu Continent. Everyone believes that Luo Yi cannot marry any great genius.
In other words, Xiran, who made such a vow, will never marry for the rest of his life.
This made the admirers of various sects in Yunduzhou anxious.
Some even asked the elders of their sects and even the sect leaders to come forward in person to plead with Master Biyun.
However, what they did not expect was that Master Biyun made an even more severe oath: "If the young master does not return for a day, none of us female disciples of the Bichen Dao Tradition will marry other sects except those of our own free will!"
All the major forces in Yundu Continent were speechless and choked. If Biyun Master made this oath, wouldn't it mean that all the female cultivators of Bichen Tradition would be widowed for Chen Xuan?
Of course, Master Biyun didn't think so, he just found an excuse to stall.
As the leader of Bichen Taoism, Master Biyun has been mentally prepared that Chen Xuan will never come back.
Other elders and most disciples in the sect also think so.
Only Luo Yi was convinced. After seeing all kinds of incredible things done by Chen Xuan, she felt that Chen Xuan would definitely be able to put himself to death and survive.
Suddenly, Xiran noticed that Luo Yi's eyes moved, looking through the vast sea of clouds, with a hint of surprise and excitement.
Xiran followed Luo Yi's gaze and was stunned.
I saw Chen Xuan with a faint smile on his face, breaking through the clouds from the sea of clouds, flying to the mountainside of this fairy peak, and standing in front of Luo Yi.
Luo Yi felt as if time had stood still, an uncontrollable surge of sourness flowed from his nose, but he couldn't cry.
The next moment, Luo Yi didn't care that Xiran was right next to him. He opened his catkin-like jade arms and threw himself at Chen Xuan, hugging him tightly.
"Little Master, you are finally back! Luo Yi has really been waiting for you for a long, long time..."
Seeing Senior Sister Luo Yi suddenly lose control, Xiran couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
The Empress Luo Yi, who had a strong aura in front of outsiders and was coercive and arrogant, reacted like a little girl when she saw Chen Xuan's return.
A gentle smile appeared in Chen Xuan's eyes. He stretched out his hand to stroke Luo Yi's hair and softly comforted him: "Luo Yi, I kept you waiting for a long time." "I knew you would definitely come back, little master!" Luo Yi was so happy.
I want to cry loudly, "Every powerful Immortal Emperor in Yundu Continent has concluded that you died in Jiucang Dao Ruins. Uncle Taishi also asked me not to wait forever, but I firmly believe
Little Master, you must still be alive."
"Kong Huanyu, Chi Fenghou and other old guys didn't take advantage of my absence to bully the Bichen orthodoxy, right?" Chen Xuan's eyes reflected a cold light.
Luo Yi shook his head: "They didn't come. Immortal Emperor Wu Ming and Immortal Lord Dayan have both stated that they want to coexist with our Bichen Taoism."
"Wu Ming and Dayan are pretty good." Chen Xuan was not surprised by the attitude of the two Immortal Emperors.
"Little Master, I'm going to report to Grand Master and the others!" Xiran half-knelt on the ground, looking equally excited.
Chen Xuan nodded, and then flew to the meeting hall with Luo Yi.
When everyone in the Bichen Taoist tradition learned that the little master had returned, they celebrated with joy and fell into a frenzy of joy.
When Chen Xuan took out the top-quality heavenly materials and earthly treasures collected in Jiucang Taoist Ruins, Biyun's eyes shone, and the elders were ecstatic. "Little Master, there are so many top-quality heavenly materials and earthly treasures here, we
It is enough to rebuild the Bichen Taoism into the first Taoism in Yundu Continent!" Master Biyun has always considered the development of the sect from the beginning to the end.