PS: I have something to do today. I''ll enter the fairy world soon. I''ll also think about the next plot by the way.
The sword palace is the first sect in the Shenwu mainland, and the most sacred place of martial arts in the whole xuanhuang world.
Today, its Mountain Gate station has also covered the whole Dazhou mountains.
Looking down from a high altitude, there are green pines and cypresses, flying springs and waterfalls everywhere.
All kinds of spirit birds and animals are flying all over the sky, happy and free. All kinds of spirit materials and medicine fields are all over the mountains, overflowing with spirit.
One palace after another, pavilions, or built near the mountain and water, or stand on the hillside and top of the mountain, with great momentum.
Between the mountains, there are four magnificent cities. No matter day or night, the city is full of people, lively and prosperous.
These four huge cities are named after the four sacred beasts of rosefinch, Xuanwu, green dragon and white tiger. There are four colleges in each city.
The four colleges were originally the four holy colleges in the holy land, but as Yang Xuan moved the four colleges to the Shenwu mainland, they became affiliated colleges under the sword palace.
Over the past decades, countless people have come here every year to become students of the fourth Institute.
In order to repay Yang Xuan''s great kindness in the past years, the fourth hospital is also dedicated to cultivating excellent talents for the sword palace, making the sword palace grow stronger and stronger day by day.
Yang Xuan''s mind quietly swept through the Dazhou mountains and had a panoramic view of everything, with some emotion in his heart.
Since he took charge of the sword palace, he didn''t spend much effort to manage it. Rao is so. The development and changes of the sword palace far exceeded his expectations.
Just the number of experts is far better than before.
Among them, Shi Yu, Li Yunfei, Mu Qingyu, Dongfang Yun, Qian Zui and others have even served as elders of each peak or mentors of the four institutes. All of them have respected their status and achieved good accomplishments.
Helpless, time is unforgiving.
Most of the familiar friends in the past have entered middle age and are no longer young.
Once upon a time, they were as young and energetic as Yang Xuan, but they couldn''t resist the erosion of years after all.
"What monks pursue in their cultivation is immortality and freedom, but how many people can really do it all over the world?"
Before leaving, Yang Xuan left countless pills, skills and martial arts experience in the sword palace, but they can''t change everyone''s cultivation talent.
Talent determines cultivation. This is not just talk.
Without the cultivation above the supreme realm, even if you have taken the beauty elixir, you can only keep your face young for a while, and you can''t really stay young forever.
In front of the years, everything is so insignificant.
Powerful as an immortal, you have to experience the decline of heaven and man, let alone mortal friars?
"In the final analysis, I''m just a person. Even I can''t guarantee whether I can prove eternal life in the future. Now how can I help everyone change their lives against the sky?"
Yang Xuan shook his head, but he didn''t think much. He did everything he could do. Everything could only be done by personal luck. He was never arrogant enough to make everyone around him not old or dead.
In other words, not everyone has such a lofty goal as him, and really wants immortality.
For some people, a carefree and happy life is the greatest happiness.
"There is endless loneliness behind immortality. I finally understand it now."
Yang Xuan sighed lightly. As his cultivation became higher and higher, with the passage of time, there were bound to be fewer and fewer people who could really accompany him, and what he could do was just to keep the best few people.
For example, parents, and women
These are his closest people. He will never allow anyone to leave him first.
Suddenly, Yang Xuan seemed to notice something and couldn''t help laughing bitterly, "well, it''s all together now."
"Brother, what''s the matter?"
Donghuangyu asked blankly.
"It''s all right. I''ll introduce you to a beautiful sister. Come out, my little butterfly."
When Yang Xuan spoke, the figure in front of him flashed and a beautiful woman appeared out of thin air.
"Master, Xiaodie misses you and doesn''t want to sleep anymore."
As soon as the woman came out, she threw herself into Yang Xuan''s arms and ignored the donghuangyu beside Yang Xuan.
Needless to say, this woman is Xiaodie.
"Brother, who is this sister?"
The Eastern Emperor Yu widened his eyes and couldn''t tell what it was like in his heart. Anyway, it was a little uncomfortable.
"Her name is Xiaodie. She is a soul devouring demon butterfly. She has become an adult."
Yang Xuan smiled. In terms of appearance, Xiaodie is no better than Qin LAN and other women, or the Eastern Emperor.
Every move is enchanting and charming. Any man will be deeply fascinated by her and have infinite charm.
The most important thing is that this woman never knows the difference between men and women, and she is also very attached to Yang Xuan.
Even Yang Xuan, in front of her, it is difficult to remain as motionless as a stone.
Of course, deep in his heart, he has already regarded Xiaodie as his own woman, not just a pet animal.
The combination of human and pet may be unacceptable to ordinary people, but it is not strange for friars.
"Master, is this girl your woman, too?"
Xiaodie turns her head and looks at donghuangyu without blinking. Donghuangyu is unparalleled in beauty and outstanding in temperament. It''s not surprising that Yang Xuan can take a fancy to him.
"No, I''m just brother''s sister."
Donghuangyu shook his head hurriedly, saluted Xiaodie YingYing and said, "little sister, donghuangyu, I''ve seen Xiaodie."
"With your voice, sister Xiaodie, you will be my good sister in the future."
The little butterfly giggled.
"Your sister is not an ordinary person. Don''t underestimate her. In terms of strength, she may be much better than you!"
Yang Xuan said with a smile.
"Is it so powerful?"
Xiaodie is surprised. When she wakes up this time, her strength has reached the extraordinary power comparable to Tao.
"Of course, it''s great. I''ve never touched anyone."
The Eastern Emperor Yukong has a cultivation of semi fairyland, but her combat experience is almost zero, which is related to her character. This woman doesn''t like killing either before or now.
"Never touched anyone?"
The little butterfly was stunned, so she listened to the Eastern Emperor''s rain: "my sister doesn''t know. My little sister likes to be quiet, doesn''t like to move, and doesn''t like to fight with people."
"My sister is so kind. No wonder the master likes you so much."
Xiaodie smiles like flowers. She doesn''t mind how many women there are around Yang Xuan. As long as Yang Xuan has her in his heart, it''s enough.
"Sister Xiaodie misunderstood. Brother Yang just regarded me as his sister. My sister has only respect and gratitude for brother Yang."
Donghuangyu blushed.
"Really?"
The little butterfly leaned over on her own initiative, gathered her face together with the rain, and smiled with a narrow smile.
"Really, if you don''t believe it, ask brother Yang?"
The Eastern Emperor Yu blushed and glanced at Yang Xuan next to him.
"Master, do you like light rain?" Xiaodie looked at Yang Xuan and asked directly.
"Xiaoyu is my sister. I naturally like her. Well, let''s go. I''ve been away from home for too long. I have to go home and see my parents."
Yang Xuan made a ha ha and took Xiaodie and donghuangyu to the sky over the sword palace.