Chapter 1309 One Year

When there are good things, there are bad and sad things.

Sect Master Liu An and Treasure Pavilion Master Chen Dong worked hard for the development and stability of the Dream Sect. Due to the deadline, they passed away one hundred years ago and four hundred and fifty-five years ago respectively.

Chen Yaer cried twice in succession. She also understood that the dead cannot be resurrected. No matter how heartbroken she was, she had to live well. If she wanted to enter the upper realm, she had to work hard and live diligently.

Thinking of the kindness of the two elders to him and the calmness they taught him, Wang Lu felt like a big stone was pressing on his heart, and he was depressed and painful for a long time.

The position of the sect master was popular and was held by Tian Yidong, while the treasure pavilion was handed over to Chen Yaer.

So far, the Dream Sect has ushered in a brand new generation, and the torch will be passed on and will never be extinguished.

Senior sister Xie Lingyun, who made him miss her very much and wanted to see her, went out to travel fifty years ago and has not been found since then.

It seems that the curse of not being able to ascend for 40,000 years not only troubles him, but also tortures all the outstanding talents in this world who fight against fate to the end.

Everyone has his own path, he cannot interfere, let alone stop it. All he can do is to wish them well.

Good luck, senior sister.

A year passed quickly.

During this period, Chen Yaer accompanied him to the ancestral cave of the sect to worship the two old men and all the ancestors in the history of the Fantasy Sect.

He also visited the various branches and several large families of the sect, and held an unprecedented conference to preach and answer questions.

He also took Chen Yaer and Ding Yuting to the Aoshan Villa in Yushan, Liupi Mountain, and accompanied the master and the five ancestors of Liufu Sect to get drunk and unable to get up.

After that, the Aoshan Villa was left to Yuting.

The three of them also returned to Yunwu Mountain, the hometown of Xiangxiang Country.

After so many years, the graves of my parents are still cleaned clean by the gravekeepers, and incense, candles and paper money are constantly burning.

Wang Lu specially checked these grave-keeper children one by one, and he was a little disappointed that none of them had spiritual roots.

However, he asked Ding Yuting to come every ten or so days, and if there were any spiritual roots, they could be taken to the small and medium-sized sects under the jurisdiction of the Fantasy Sect, which would be a good opportunity for them.

After returning to the sect, Wang Lu summoned Diao Xianping and Xiong Xinyuan separately.

When he saw Diao Xianping again, his temperament changed drastically, and he became calm and composed, with a sense of being able to plan and strategize.

In the past six hundred years, he not only condensed the Nascent Soul, but also cultivated to the point where he was only one step away from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

With his rapid growth, Wang Lu was relieved.

Xiong Xinyuan was so beautiful that she was also in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but the cleverness and delicacy in her bones were revealed.

It seems that she has learned the true teachings of her senior sister Xie Lingyun.

Diao Xianping was obviously very scared of this junior sister. When he saw her, he almost ran away.

Wang Lu just smiled and passed it over, which showed that Xiong Xinyuan was very clever.

He briefly told the two about his past experiences with their master and father Xiong Canzhi.

When he talked about how he entrusted his beloved daughter to him on his deathbed, the always lively and bright Xiong Xinyuan's beautiful eyes were red, but she didn't shed a single tear.

Yes, the girl also perfectly inherited Xiong Canzhi's tenacity.

On the contrary, Diao Xianping couldn't stop crying, and his feelings were deep and loyal.

No wonder there is no mystery and mystification like the general Tianji magician.

This is a kind of fearless frankness, no wonder he can enter the Yuanying stage with an above-average posture.

Wang Lu praised in his heart.

After they calmed down, he asked the two to show their respective skills, magical powers, life magic weapons and unique skills, and gave them simple tips with the help of Xue Tong's insight.

However, he did not raise any opinions.

Everyone has his own way, and each way is different. They need to pursue and comprehend it by themselves.

After the two left respectfully, he originally planned to meet Qiu Zhen, but this guy had been out for training for five hundred years after condensing his Nascent Soul.

The boy was very popular with Xie Lingyun and Tian Yidong, and Xie Lingyun was worried about him from time to time.

Fortunately, this guy was lucky and the command sign was intact, otherwise, it would be a great loss to the sect.

Wang Lu agreed with his approach very much. There is a way out. Only by going out can there be a way out.

How can you appreciate the wonders of the world and the magic of creation if you hide in this world of the West Desert.

In order not to affect Chen Yaer's state of mind for cultivation, the two talked about the strange disappearance of her parents for a long time.

But there is still no clue. It seems that after the secret tribe, they must find Yinluanxuan anyway to see if they can find some useful clues with their complex and powerful network and trillions of information.

Wang Lu stroked her hair lovingly and told Chen Yaer that as long as he was there, he would be able to unravel the dusty past.

Chen Yaer smiled sweetly and waved goodbye to him. The reluctance in her eyes almost melted Wang Lu's heart.

Song Fengyu said goodbye freely: "Junior Sister Yaer, goodbye."

Then he pulled Wang Lu away without saying anything.

This time Wang Lu did not leave a talisman for the sect.

First, there was no time. He and Song Fengyu had wasted too much time and could not delay any more.

Second, there were still some talismans in the storage bag, but he had other great uses for them.

With Tian Yidong's great talent and strategy, he would be able to protect the Dream Sect as solid as a rock.

Before leaving, he talked with Senior Brother Tian for a long time and made several plans and arrangements.

For the time being, there was no need to worry about Huang Yan. With this person's vision, he would understand some things and see some facts clearly.

Hum, if he dares to stir up disputes and create trouble, I will definitely kill you without a burial place.

The two came to Seven Giants City from Fengming Valley.

After leaving the sect's headquarters, Wang Lulu fled straight towards Lingcai Pavilion.

Not long after, we entered the hall.

Lingcai Pavilion's business is very good, the sound of bargaining is endless, and the crowd is bustling.

However, with the arrival of Wang Lu Song Fengyu, everyone involuntarily had the absurd reaction of "cannot speak, must be quiet".

In less than three breaths, the bustling hall became silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Not only that, not even the second and third floors made any sound, it was extremely quiet.

There was a soft "creak" sound, and Yu Jia, who was wearing a goose-yellow skirt and was elegant and graceful without being angry or intimidating, floated down the spiral staircase.

Seeing Wang Lu, his smile bloomed like a flower. He hugged him and almost lost his voice and said, "Uncle, you are finally willing to come and see Xiaojia."

"Haha, isn't this coming? She's already a grown-up girl. She's neither big nor small, and she's still frizzy. There's no shame in that."

Yu Jia shyly let go of Wang Lu, glanced at Song Fengyu, and said with a smile: "Uncle Master is here, the Lingcai Pavilion is in full bloom."

A flash of surprise flashed in Song Fengyu's eyes, he nodded, and said: "Xiaojia, you are indeed worthy of the God of Creation, she is as wonderful as heaven."

He continued casually: "Okay, you can go and do whatever you want."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's hanging hearts fell to the ground.

He knew that the two would never do anything to them, but he was still frightened.

Accompanied by Yu Jia's laughter, the three of them arrived at a room on the top third floor.

Yu Jia said sweetly to Wang Lu who kept chattering: "Uncle Master, do you know that since you left Ximo for Zhongzhou, Sister Ya'er was worried about my cultivation, so she came to Lingcai Pavilion to stay with me for a year . Sister Ya'er is both beautiful and kind-hearted. I have never seen a woman more beautiful than her. Haha, of course, Master can't compare to her..."

Listening to her continuous and lively words, Wang Lu knew that Yu Jia was no longer the little girl who followed Zhu Ning back then. She had grown up.

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