Outside Yuhang Town, seven or eight people were standing on the dock outside the town, carrying four or five bags, and even carrying a basket of vegetables, waiting by the boat to get on the boat. However, the composition of these people was very strange, including a young man with a long sword, a mage with a Taoist crown, a smart and merciful aunt, and two fairy-like figures, big and small... These people were mixed together, attracting the fishermen on the dock to watch them.

"Auntie Li, are you going to enter the city?" A familiar fisherman said with courage.

"It was Little Lizi who brought her wife to the city." When asked, Aunt Li smiled so hard that she even stretched out the few small wrinkles, her face full of redness as if she was ten years younger. You must know that since she brought Lizi to Yuhang to live in seclusion, she had thought of dragging her nephew and niece-in-law to show off in front of everyone, and finally let her wait for this good opportunity.

"Oh, that's Little Lizi's wife?!" So everyone turned their eyes to the two fairies, and then they identified the younger girl. Looking at Zhao Ling'er's bright eyes and beautiful appearance, they couldn't help cheering, "What a beautiful little lady, Lizi is such a blessing!"

Zhao Ling'er seemed to have not heard those people talking. While turning over the bag in her hand, she whispered to the little plum standing next to her. "Didn't you bring the fire? Who knows if you will miss the waiting house when you go out? It's normal to sleep in the wilderness. How can you make it without fire?... Oh, why did you bring a wooden sword?! It's still a peach wood... Do you want to use it to catch ghosts?"

Little Lizi was scolded by the girl in front of others and felt very embarrassed. But what the girl said was reasonable. He, a reserve young man in the martial arts world, could only listen for the moment, and was so anxious that he scratched his head. But he didn't know that this scene was seen by people around him, and everyone smiled and said nothing, as if he was looking at a beautiful picture. Everyone seemed to remember the way he was nagged by his wife when he was young.

Little Lizi is a rash person. She is very old and likes to mingle with children. She also has unrealistic daydreaming. Therefore, everyone thinks that he has a powerful wife who can only be promising and has no bridle. Then he will go crazy!

"I... I'll go to Brother Zhang to collect flints." Li Xiaoyao said with a red face. It's natural that it's too late to get flints home, but fortunately, the wharf also belongs to Yuhang Town, where there are acquaintances.

"Don't go." Ling'er then realized that she was being watched by force, and her pretty face turned red. She stretched out a small hand and held Li Xiaoyao's sleeve. She whispered, stopping him from continuing to be stupid. She was just anxious in her heart for no reason, so she couldn't help but cause trouble for Li Xiaoyao. You must know that with her current attainment of the Five Spirits Immortal Art, what is the mere fire? Why do you need fire?

This scene was naturally the "little couple is loving and harmonious". Everyone shook their heads and envied them, and even Aunt Li couldn't stop smiling. At first, she felt that Little Li was very afraid of Ling'er. She kept dodging since she "recovered her memory". She felt that she didn't feel intimate. It seemed that she was wrong. Moreover, she was extremely satisfied with this sensible daughter-in-law! She wanted to cut Little Li in half, one left and one right on Ling'er's belt...

Among them, Lu Xiaoer's laughter became a little more unscrupulous. He was stared hard by the little disciple, and the laughter suddenly became stuck in his throat. It turned into a dry cough. Looking at the tacit double acts between the master and the disciple, the Shuiyue Palace Lord next to him covered his mouth and smiled with picturesque eyebrows.

Some people laugh and talk, but naturally some people are heartbroken.

Under the big willow tree dozens of steps away, the sisters Ding family Xianglan and Chunlan, who were hiding behind the tree, saw this scene and hugged each other and cried like tears. The Ding family's sisters' thoughts are known to everyone in the town. Except for Old Man Ding who hopes to recruit a son-in-law and Aunt Li is dissatisfied with the family, almost everyone thinks that Little Lizi is a blessing to marry any of the sisters... In the simple values ​​of the country people, the idle little Lizi belongs to the Erliuzi. Looking for a wife depends on the smoke of the ancestral grave.

Now that I saw this scene, I sighed to my sisters.

"Go... persuade them." Zhao Ling'er saw it and couldn't help poking Little Lizi again and said. She was irritated, and the poking was a little heavy. Lizi grinned her teeth and rubbed her ribs. She said hesitantly, "But...". "Don't do it!" Ling'er still looked gentle, but the content of her whisper was very unkind. "Are you still a man?! The master said that women are not good men crying! Especially those creamy young actors who look like women." Ling'er glanced at him contemptuously, yes... she was talking about you!

Li Xiaoyao really felt very annoying. I am very masculine, okay? "Who is your master?" At first he thought Zhao Ling'er's master was the master of Shuiyue Palace, but later he saw that they were called sisters. This made him completely confused, and Ling'er curled her lips and refused to answer.

Little Lizi obediently walked towards the Ding sisters. Aunt Li was shocked and felt a little guilty. The Shuiyue Palace Master suddenly realized something, while Lu Yuan and Taoist Lu looked at all this calmly, as if they had left this world. Seeing Li Xiaoyao not long after, the Ding sisters were amused by him and cried and laughed. Several people shook their heads in their hearts. The two of them were confused by Li Xiaoyao, and they were really helpless!

Aunt Li was originally worried that Zhao Ling'er would be sad when she saw this look, but when she glanced at her, she saw Ling'er standing by the river. The river breeze was blowing, and her heart suddenly sank.

She didn't know that Zhao Ling'er was not looking at the river, but looking at Lu Yuan standing by the river.

The moment she saw the figure of her master, Ling'er's heart suddenly calmed down. Although the master did not look at him, she was talking to the Taoist beside her... At this moment, Ling'er already knew that the anxiety she felt in her heart... was only related to the master! Aunt Li felt that Zhao Ling'er's clothes were charming at this moment, as if she was a fairy in Diluo's mortal world, but she didn't know that in Zhao Ling'er's heart, her master was the real exiled immortal.

The banished immortal who was hiding in the city and playing with the dust! The banished immortal who would pass away at noon! Thinking of this, her heart suddenly felt ache.

"It's been ten years." Lu Yuan didn't see the scene where the little disciple covered his heart. He was watching Jiang's face whispering to talk to Lu Dongbin.

"Yes, I said on the river that the dead are like this! In another four months, there will be ten years!" Taoist Lu sighed. Ten years ago, the two of them also landed on the pier, and then stayed in this small town year after year. Looking back, they felt like dreams. When they first came to the world, one of them had a chaotic internal breath, a high-level paraplegia, and the other had a pale face and a thin body. They could be said to be the old and weak who were sick and disabled. At that time, not to mention going to trouble with that person, they even had problems with self-protection.

Now ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. At this moment, the two of them are full of energy, their steps are full of smoke, the interior scene is self-generating, and they only need to cross a threshold to ascend. Where can they still look like they had to die in the past?

However, the internal injury healed and the spiritual realm reached its peak, so it was naturally time to find trouble for the great hero. Although both of them were enough to dominate the world at this moment, they knew in their hearts that they had no chance of winning against that man.

That man is the only genius cultivating immortals in China for thousands of years, and a peerless master! He was born in the prehistoric world, and when the immortal path declined, he moved against the trend and once again created a prosperous era of sword immortals! This is why so many people blindly believe in him. To be honest, that person was born a little late with his innocence. If he was born in the prehistoric world, he might have to be one more saint!

And the time they were going back was at the turning point of the prosperity and decline of the entire world, and the world could no longer withstand great trouble. If it was handled improperly, a war would turn the entire Huaxia into ruins, and the entire East might enter the end of the immortals and gods earlier... The situation was even worse than before! At that time, they were not only not the ones who saved the world, but were sinners who harmed the world, destroyed the world and even destroyed the world!

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan and Taoist Lu were both worried, so Lu Yuan did not notice the abnormality of his disciple.

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"Get off the boat~" The boatman shouted, and several people took action together to carry the packages of all sizes onto the boat. My son was worried about his mother, so Aunt Li took the hands of Li Zi and Zhao Ling'er and advised him in every way. Li Zi nodded like pounding garlic, and he heard it all. His heart had already flown to the world. Zhao Ling'er's eyes were also floating, looking for the figure of his master everywhere. But when the boat was about to leave the shore, the master disappeared.

"Master~", Zhao Ling'er couldn't help feeling sad, and felt that she had never been so careless for several years. Big tears were in her eyes and were about to drip down.

Suddenly, a sound of flute sounded from outside the wall, floating on the river in a gentle manner. When the sound of flute threw a high-profile and then fell down, then Lu Yuan's clear singing voice came from afar.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass is green and the sky is connected. The evening breeze blows the willows and flutes sounds in the sound, and the sunset is outside the mountains.

At the end of the sky and the corners of the earth, half of my friends fall, a pot of turbidity sprinkles all the joy, let’s go away to the night of the dream.

The song spread far along the river. Countless people couldn't help but stop talking and listened. They only heard the lyrics, one song and three sighs, saying the taste of parting, which made countless people on the dock cry. "Master", Zhao Ling'er shouted, but knew in her thoughts that the master did not abandon her and laughed with tears.

The steward swung the oar with a sound, and the bow of the boat broke through the gurgling river water, and the river boat gradually left the shore and headed west.

When the boat sailed into the middle of the river and the crowd no longer blocked its sight, Zhao Ling'er raised her feet and looked at the sound of singing and flutes. She saw Taoist Lu playing the flute, and Lu Yuan knocking on the boat and singing freely, with a different kind of free and easy feeling. The master and apprentice's eyes touched slightly across the river. Lu Yuan raised his hand and waved it gently, without the reserve of a teacher.

Zhao Ling'er's face suddenly changed drastically! At this time, countless details that had been ignored before surged into her heart. She noticed that Taoist Lu and his master were all wearing clothes that were conducive to traveling far, and they were carrying a small package on each of them, so they were obviously going out for a long trip! And they stood at the stern of another ship and left Yuhang at the same time as them.

With the sound of the ensemble of the flute songs, the ship sailed in the opposite direction...

At this moment, Zhao Linger finally figured out something... "Master!" and she burst into tears.

Master, you always make me cry, you are not a good man either!

ps: This part of the plot of the Immortal Sword is summarized, and there are a few more chapters to end. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!