Chapter 130 Years and Flowers are Similar

At this time, the cold on Ye Ziyan's face dissipated in an instant, but they came to the elder of Qingdanmen, saluted him, stood up and smiled. That smile made everyone's hearts flutter, like a spring breeze.

At this moment, for Ye Ziyan, it has been waiting for a long time, and for He Zhan, it has been waiting for a long time. Ye Ziyan even saw behind the director, the man with a little vicissitudes on his face, smiling like a flower on his mouth, and that man was the master of her and He Zhan, Chen Hong, the master who spoiled her.

"This is the end of today's meeting. Thank you Taoist friends!" Guo Yunfeng was finally fascinated. He held his fists in six directions, smiled gently, and issued an eviction order to the five immortal gates. It was just that when his eyes fell behind Ye Ziyan, a trace of imperceptible loneliness flashed.

Although the monks of each sect have different thoughts in the courtyard, the elders of the other four immortal sects still punched Guo Yunfeng and the man surnamed Mu, and then withdrew from the courtyard with the disciples of their sect.

Gradually, only the disciples of Qingdanmen, Guo Yunfeng, the man surnamed Mu and the monks of Mu Yun were left in place. As soon as they saw such a situation, Liang Bi and Liang Cui looked happy. They came behind Ye Ziyan a few steps and stood respectfully.

The man surnamed Mu glanced coldly at a monk in Qingdanmen. With Mu Yun, the two turned into a brown and a red light and went away, instead of resigning to Guo Yunfeng like ordinary monks before retreating.

The grandfather and grandson acted like this in front of everyone. Guo Yunfeng's eyes flashed, but his face was expressionless, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Lord Guo, I can't repay you for your kindness today. I wish you enter the road of immortality as soon as possible. Cherish it!" Ye Ziyan turned to Guo Yunfeng and bent down slightly to say goodbye, but she no longer looked back. She walked with the real people of Qingdanmen and disappeared into the courtyard of the city lord's mansion.

Suddenly, in this extremely spacious courtyard that can accommodate thousands of monks, only Guo Yunfeng was left. Just now, there was still a sea of people here, but at this moment, there was only a white figure, standing alone in the middle with his hands behind his hands. At that moment, there was also a golden light shining on him, but at that moment it seemed so lost. The white figure, in the golden light, gradually seemed to condense into eternal loneliness.

After following many real people in Qingdanmen and stepping on a flying boat, Ye Ziyan was invited into the room that could only be entered by the monks of the Jiedan period. Liang Bi and Liang Cui also followed in, and the rest of the disciples below the Jiedan period could only stay outside the flying boat.

It's just that Liang Bi and Liang Bi just stood carefully behind Ye Ziyan and didn't dare to say anything. There was a little sadness on Ye Ziyan's face. They knew that Ye Ziyan had re-entered the Qingdan Gate, but the senior who loved her the most could no longer see this moment. What's more, the senior was also a disciple of the Qingdan Gate. I'm afraid that Ye Ziyan touched the situation at this moment and saw things and thought of people.

The flying boat this time was much faster than the flying boat that Ye Ziyan had taken before. The pedestrian in Qingdanmen arrived at the mountain gate of Qingdanmen in just half a day.

For more than 50 years, Ye Ziyan recalled the little girl who once knew nothing about the immortal world, followed some of her peers, and came to this place with incomparable joy and awe, and gradually embarked on her own journey of immortality.

It's a pity that the partner who stepped into this door at the same time, who is still by his side now?

The flowers are similar every year, and the people are different from year to year.

Thinking of Ling Xueyan and Ling Hanshan, they once thought they would be their best friends in their lifetime, but now they have only become enemies. Several other brothers who had worshipped Chen Hong at the same time also fell one after another because they did not enter the Dan period. Even Chen Hong gradually finished his longevity, with only a few decades of life at most.

"Elder Ye, here we are!" A careful word pulled back Ye Ziyan's thoughts. It turned out to be a disciple of Qingdanmen in white. His face was a little strange. He should have been a disciple of Qingdanmen in recent years.

It must be a god. Ye Ziyan looked up. It turned out that this place was not somewhere else. It turned out to be the Qingling Hall. This is the most solemn place of Qingdanmen and the place where Qingdanmen usually handles important affairs. It's just that more than 50 years later, it's much more depressing than the situation when I started.

"Good! Go down and go down!" Ye Ziyan said lightly to the disciple in white and stepped into the Qingling Hall, while Liang Bi and Liang Cui were taken care of by a group of monks and took them to the Ningzi Pavilion where Ye Ziyan once lived.

There are already some monks in the Dan period sitting in the Qingling Hall, far less than the more than 20 Ye Ziyan had entered in those years, and they looked a little tired.

Among these monks in the Jiedan period, Ye Ziyan found a familiar face, it was Wu Yifan who had some friendship with herself, and Wu Yifan, who had been sitting here for a long time, obviously noticed Ye Ziyan and smiled at her.

Sitting in the most central position of the Qingling Hall is still the owner of Qingdanmen, Xu Tianyuan, but Xu Tianyuan's mental state is not much better. He and Chen Hong have been in the same period. They have not entered the infancy for so many years, and his longevity is only a few decades at most.

Seeing this, Ye Ziyan thought that it must be difficult for Qingdanmen to live because of her own affairs for so many years, and she felt quite guilty.

"Jor Ye Ziyan, meet the door master!" When she walked to Xu Tianyuan, Ye Ziyan bent down slightly and saluted Xu Tianyuan.

"Sister Ye, you don't have to be polite. You have reached the Jiedan period, so you don't need to call yourself the younger generation anymore. All the real people here are your brothers and sisters!" Xu Tianyuan smiled and raised his hand to Ye Ziyan and motioned her to get up and speak.

After Ye Ziyan got up, she hugged all the real people present, and then sat down in an empty seat under the leadership of a foundation-building disciple.

"Sister Ye, Brother He left Qingyan City with you, but why didn't you see him today? Did he go somewhere else? This time, the questioner was asked by the chairman sitting next to Xu Tianyuan. He wanted to ask this question in Guo Yunfeng's city lord's mansion, but these were all the secrets of his Qingdanmen, so he waited patiently until this time to ask.

"Brother He, he has fallen." Ye Ziyan's voice was a little sad, and there was some water mist in her beautiful eyes, and other monks present were shocked, especially Chen Hong beside Ye Ziyan, who was about to fall from the chair.