Li Yun put this historical book back. All his previous guesses were extremely far-fetched. It was only when the system suggested that the returnees were related to the Holy Spirit, so he made such bold guesses.
Otherwise, he just gave ten heads and didn't dare to fantasize like that.
"now what?"
Fan Linglong looked at Li Yun. She understood her apprentice's feelings now. As long as Li Yun was there, she didn't seem to need to think anymore, just waiting for him to make a decision.
It is no wonder that in a family, men are the pillars of existence.
"...Go find the Holy Lord!"
Li Yun pondered for a long while, and looked at the mountain from the window, as if the holy lord Ji Yongnian living on the mountain, his eyes were already calmly looking at him.
"Okay, let's go!"
Fan Linglong didn't talk any more nonsense, and took the initiative to bring Li Yun to the mountain where the Holy Spirit was. The three of them soared into the sky and landed in front of a wooden house.
There are few luxurious houses in the Hidden Sacred Valley. The best buildings are probably the Library of Books, and some places for alchemy or storage of treasures.
Fan Linglong’s residence is a small two-story building. The Holy Lord’s wooden house has only one floor. There are two rows of fruit trees planted around it. There is no rockery garden and other decorations. There is only a pavilion behind the house. He used to meditate and practice or entertain guests.
This kind of life can be described as pure-hearted, and Li Yun can't even imagine what he would be like if he lived in this state for hundreds of years.
You know, the Hidden Sacred Valley has only been introduced to the Internet for 20 years at the most, and in the previous thousands of years, this group of cultivators stayed silently in the Hidden Sacred Valley to practice, except for a few occasions when they went out to confront the six doors Never go out the rest of the time.
"Behind the house."
Fan Linglong said something plain, and took the lead and walked towards the back of the house.
Li Yun knew that she was in the forefront because she was afraid of a sudden attack by the Holy Lord.
However, Li Yun, who was most suspicious of the Holy Master before, noticed the environment in which the other party lived, and then contacted the previous Holy Master's calm performance, and couldn't help wondering if he had guessed wrong.
The system just gave a very vague reminder to the returnees and the holy master, and didn't say anything. Li Yun had to dig everything.
"Wait, don't be impulsive."
Li Yun saw that Fan Linglong looked like she was going to fight, and quickly reminded her.
Fan Linglong gave him a roll of eyes and pointed to his face, meaning that I usually have this expression.
Sage Fanqing still did not speak, as quiet as a fairy.
"Senior, meet again."
After arriving at the house, Li Yun saw the Holy Lord of the Hidden Sacred Valley on a stone table under a peach tree. He was raising his head and looking at the falling peach blossoms. The old man who is not far away from the crowd, but just enjoying a comfortable life, looks peaceful.
Li Yun doubted his inference again.
"Um."
The Holy Master didn't answer for a long time without pretending to be forced, and said softly: "Linglong, are you here? Sit down and accompany this old man with me. You won't see many days like this in the future."
Li Yun's three inexplicable hearts were stunned.
What does this sentence mean?
It means that in the future there will be a face-off between the two parties, so there will be no more days like this?
"Holy Lord, I don't quite understand what you mean."
Fan Linglong stood still, not far from him, and did not take a seat.
"what happened?"
The Holy Lord glanced at her strangely, "I just said, it is estimated that you will leave Linglong soon, and there will only be me, an old immortal fellow in the hidden holy valley in the future."
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