However, he suddenly saw a red-clothed woman with a charming face standing not far from the bamboo house and looking at him? Over here.
"Yin Ling?" Helan Ze was slightly surprised. Towards this female cultivator who had once pursued Ye Yunlan with great fanfare, when he cleaned the bamboo house all these years, he also? He often met her.
They were supposed to be love rivals, but when they first met, they also? They just nodded and brushed past each other. However, Ye Yunlan had disappeared without a trace. Thirty years? All these years, all of them? The strong longing and enmity had all turned into? With a common worry, gradually, he and Yin Ling would occasionally speak a few words.
No? Yes, Yin Ling already had? She hadn't come to this bamboo house for five or six years.
Ever since she became Dao companions with a disciple who pursued her fanatically five or six years ago.
"Senior Brother Helan." Yin Ling, dressed in red, looked at him. He, who had always been flamboyant and passionate, seemed to have some? Some worry.
She hesitated for a moment and said, "The Demon Sect sent an invitation to the Demon Lord's wedding this afternoon, right? Does Senior Brother Helan know? "
Helan Ze frowned. He had been at Ye Yunlan's residence on Yanhui Peak for most of the day. When he heard about the invitation, he asked doubtfully, "Wedding invitation? Which Devil Cultivator's wedding is actually so daring as to send an invitation to our Dao sects? "
Yin Ling bit her lip and said, "It's that bastard who betrayed the sect back then. The invitation said that bastard wants to marry his master at the Demon Palace's wedding banquet. "
Hearing this, Helan Ze was stunned and then turned pale with fright.
"What? That bastard Shen Shu said that he wants to marry his master? That means, Junior Brother Ye … didn't? Die? "
Yin Ling said, "Of course. Thus, when I learned of this matter, I hurriedly came to find Senior Brother. Just now, I didn't find you at Senior Brother's residence, so I thought that you must be at Junior Brother Ye's residence. Junior Brother Ye is now in the Demon Palace, and Shen Shu that bastard cultivated a forbidden technique of the Demon Path, so his cultivation is no longer there? We can deal with it. Now, he could only ask the Sect Master for help. Perhaps only then would he be able to save Junior Martial Brother Ye from the hands of that beast. And now, in the entire sect, the only person who can contact the sect master is you, senior apprentice-brother. "
Helan Ze thought for a while with a serious expression. Then, he gripped the sword in his hand tightly and said, "I will go to Cloud Gazing Peak now and explain the situation to the Sect Leader. However, was the Sect Leader's closed-door cultivation better than before? It's going to take a long time, and I'm not sure if I'll be able to contact the Sect Master. How about this, Junior Sister Yin Ling, use my name to contact the other sects and discuss the matter of suppressing the Demon Sect. "
There was a hint of awe in his eyes. "Thirty? Over the years, the rise of the demons and the decline of the Dao had caused many of the Daoists to lose their drive. Also? It's time to regroup. "
Yin Ling nodded and watched as Helan Ze mounted his sword and flew towards Cloud Gazing Peak.
She was full of worry, and her beautiful eyes looked at him. Amidst the sea of flowers and bamboo buildings, she thought of the glimpse she had of that person on the Daoist Slope many years ago. Ever since then, she had been obsessed with him.
Many years later, after going through so much with her current husband, she finally let go of her obsession in the face of death and married her junior martial brother who had admired her for a long time. Now, her life could be considered blissful.
However, a young girl's feelings were always the most moving. There was no news of Ye Yunlan? Not only that, but now that there was news of him being forcefully married by the Demon Lord, she couldn't help but worry.
I hope he's fine … Yin Ling prayed silently in her heart.
Cloud Gazing Peak.
The Heavenly Cloud Palace was covered in snow as usual. However, compared to the pure white of the past, there were many bright red flowers blooming in the snow. They were large patches of peach blossom forest. In the deepest part of the Heavenly Cloud Palace, in the largest and oldest peach blossom forest, a white-haired man in a white robe was sitting cross-legged under a peach tree. His robe was covered in peach blossoms.
There was a long sword beside him. The long sword was silent.
The man's figure was different? Moving, it was like a piece of ice? Moving ice, it had been sitting here for countless years.
Was it different from the stillness of his whole body? At the same time, his eyelashes were trembling slightly. His eyeballs were trembling under his tightly shut eyes, as if he was dreaming.
Bright red flower petals were piled on his snow-white robe, but if one looked closely, there were more on his robe? Large patches of blood.
Ever since Ye Yunlan rejected his proposal of a dual cultivation contract, he suffered from the Path of Ruthlessness.
Later, after Ye Yunlan disappeared, he endured it. He broke out of seclusion with injuries and searched the entire world, but he still couldn't find any trace of Ye Yunlan. Instead, he encountered Shen Shu, who had become the Demon Lord, and fought several times.
Shen Shu's power came from a strange source. Even after ascending to the Exuvia realm, he didn't have it? It was very long, but he still had it? Strong power, but he didn't have the Path of Ruthlessness? Steady, fighting with him, the Demon Lord had it easy. He retreated, but his internal injuries were getting worse.
In the end, he had no choice? He returned to Tenzong and closed himself to heal.
However, the Path of Ruthlessness was on the verge of collapse. During the years he was healing, his cultivation had been regressing.
Only by strengthening his Path Heart could he stabilize his realm.
Every time he wanted to cut off his feelings with his sword, he couldn't do it when he saw the young man in the peach blossom forest in his nightmare. He reached out his hand.
The Heavenly Cloud Palace was snowy all year round. He had been cultivating at a high place, so he didn't feel cold for a hundred years.
But now, he felt a chill in his heart.
And? Loneliness.
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