Drunk Immortal Gourd

What's even more surprising is her cultivation level, which is at the sixth level of Qi refining, two levels higher than Qingyang. I don't know how she has practiced in these years. But think about it, she has ninety-one points of Tianling root potential, which is much higher than the child face of Qingfeng Palace. There is also a golden elixir monk as her master. In just ten years, she has broken through to the sixth level of Qi refining. It doesn't seem too difficult.

Hearing Qingyang's familiar voice and the same name as before, Yu Mengmiao finally confirmed that the young man in front of him was really the Qingyang brother who had been buried deep in his heart. Yes, her Qingyang brother is not dead, her Qingyang brother is still alive.

Thinking of this, Yu Mengmiao could no longer control her emotions. She threw herself into Qingyang's arms and cried: "Brother Qingyang, you are still alive. I finally found you."

This scene immediately shocked the eyes of countless people around. It was so exciting that the proud daughter of Yin Yang Sect actually threw herself into the arms of a strange man. Seeing this,

Chen Biwang felt a little unnatural. He had made a mistake for a long time. The woman was not looking at him, but at Qingyang next to him. It was really a false alarm. Fortunately, we are all from the same family, whether it is yourself or Qingyang, they are both classmates and friends, and the wealth does not flow to outsiders.

The long-faced monk was startled by the scene in front of him. He originally thought that the heavily made-up man next to him was a big shot, but who knew that the real big shot turned out to be this unspectacular young man. How much status and background does it take to make the proud daughter of the Yin Yang Sect take the initiative to throw herself into his arms? I'm afraid even the illegitimate son of the head of the Yin Yang Sect is not so charming, right?

I am prosperous. I really got it this time. I am really lucky to go out this time. If I can make friends with such a person, I will enjoy endless wealth and wealth for the rest of my life.

Seeing Yu Mengmiao still excitedly throwing herself into his arms and crying like she did ten years ago, feeling Yu Mengmiao's true feelings revealed, Qingyang couldn't help but feel a sore nose. Ten years have passed, everything has changed, but Miaomiao's feelings for herself have not changed at all.

Although the two of them had not been together for too long, Qingyang had not had any playmates of the same age since he was a child. After a few months of getting along, he had already regarded Yu Mengmiao as a younger sister. In this world, besides Master, Yu Mengmiao is her only relative.

Qingyang patted Yu Mengmiao's shoulder and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, aren't we meeting again? You have grown up, and it won't look good if you cry again."

Qingyang is older and can easily control his emotions. Although he regards Yu Mengmiao as a relative, the two of them don't get along for long, only a few months. In Qingyang's life of more than 20 years, Yu Mengmiao did not occupy too much, but more pity and heartache.

But in Yu Mengmiao's mind, Qingyang occupies a big part. Those few months were almost the most important part of her life. Qingyang was the only relative she had after her parents died. It was Qingyang who rescued her from the pit of fire, and it was Qingyang who avenged her parents. It was also Qingyang who led her on the path of cultivating immortality, and gave her light in the darkest moment of her life.

Although after joining the Yin Yang Sect, the master became very close to her and taught her carefully, which can be said to be meticulous. But in Yu Mengmiao's mind, the master is still far away from her brother Qingyang, because what the master values ​​​​is her qualifications. If her qualifications are not good, how can the master look at her differently? Only brother Qingyang's kindness to her was true.

It was precisely because of this that Yu Mengmiao threw herself into Qingyang's arms regardless of anything, without any hesitation, without any pretense, and without paying attention to any interference from the outside world.

Hearing Qingyang's comforting voice, Yu Mengmiao cried again and said, "Brother Qingyang, it's been ten years, why have you never looked for me? Why did you leave me alone in the Yin Yang Sect?"

Qingyang said: "You are the proud daughter of the Yin Yang Sect, and you have Elder Jin Dan as your master. No one dares to bully you, and you don't need my help. Doesn't it make the same difference whether I go to find you or not? I know how you are doing." That’s fine, besides, I have my own way to go.”

The reason why Qingyang doesn't look for Yu Mengmiao is, on the one hand, she knows that Yu Mengmiao has a better life than her and doesn't need to worry about her. On the other hand, she also has a little bit of her own self-esteem in it and doesn't want to get too involved in the relationship between the two. Many utilitarian factors.

It took a long time for Yu Mengmiao to stop crying. She seemed to realize that her behavior was slightly inappropriate. She stood up straight and said with red eyes: "Brother Qingyang, please follow me to the Yin Yang Sect. I beg Master. , and I will accept you as my disciple, and we can always be together from now on.”

Qingyang said: "What nonsense are you talking about? I am now a disciple of Qingfeng Palace. How can I leave the master and join your Yin Yang Sect? You already know that I am fine. It is the same in any sect. Besides, Elder Jindan? Who can worship if they want to?”

"Master is very good to me, I beg her more..."

Yu Mengmiao wanted to say something more, but suddenly a sudden voice from the side said: "Miaomiao, don't you want to introduce who this disciple of Qingfeng Palace is?"

Qingyang raised his head and saw that the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect had gathered around Qingyang. Yu Mengmiao suddenly turned here halfway and pounced on a strange young man. No one in the Yin-Yang Sect expected that they were waiting for them. When I reacted, I couldn't stop it.

Walking at the front of the male disciples was a young man in his early thirties, dressed in white and looking very chic. His cultivation was at the sixth level of Qi Refining. At such an age and with such cultivation, no matter which sect he is in, he is a young hero. Without a certain strength background, he cannot reach this level.

Walking in front of the female disciples was the woman who Chen Biwang said had a sharp face, thin lips, and a mean look. The long-faced monk next to her once introduced that this woman seemed to be a close disciple of the head of the Yin Yang Sect. She just looked at Yu Mengmiao. His eyes were meaningful, and the corner of his mouth was slightly sarcastic.

Those who were slightly behind were the monks in the foundation building stage. The two Jindan elders of the Yin Yang Sect had already left, leaving these disciples to a few of them to greet. Who would have thought that something would happen so soon, with faces on each of their faces? Angry face. In particular, one of the female cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage had a frosty face and cold eyes. She wanted to chop Qingyang to death with her eyes.

It was the young man at the front who spoke just now, with a tone of friendship and a smile on his face, but there was a sinister look in Qingyang's eyes.

Yu Mengmiao frowned, as if she was dissatisfied with this guy who suddenly interrupted her and brother Qingyang to talk to each other, but these people were all his classmates, and they had just experienced a life-and-death reunion, and their emotions were ups and downs. How to say it.