The second Zhang Yan spoke, Mu Anxiao intentionally put on airs, "After collecting your tuition, what should you call me?"
For the sake of the money, Mu Anxiao reluctantly called out to Zhang Yan, "Master."
Zhang Yan smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, useless disciple."
A waste was still a waste, but... Mu Anxiao's feelings had changed because Zhang Yan's arrival gave her hope.
After Mu Anxiao and Zhang Yan finished their conversation, Mo Bi called out, "Great God."
Zhang Yan liked Mo Bi's address for him and smiled, "Simple, I'll save him." As he spoke, he pointed his finger at their father's body, and their father was instantly enveloped in illusionary light.
In an instant, their father woke up.
At the same time, Zhang Yan suddenly grabbed Mu Anxiao's arm.
Mu Anxiao knew what Zhang Yan was going to do and nodded in cooperation.
Zhang Yan smiled, "Smart, let's go." With that, he erased the memories of the three Mo brothers and Ma Yuan about him, as well as their memories of Mu Anxiao being alive, and left with Mu Anxiao.
The wolf demon glanced at Hei Feng, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, "We'll be enemies the next time we meet, Mu Anxiao." With that, he left.
Hei Feng sighed, "Forget it, I'll go back to find the boss." With that, he left. xxs12
Then, they were left alone here.
Ma Yuan looked around with a torch, puckering his lips, "Mu Anxiao is dead."
And so, they all thought Mu Anxiao was dead, and Mo Chu and Mo Bi became sad together.
Their father looked at them confusedly and asked, "What happened to me?"
No one answered...
The village incident was resolved like this. From then on, the villagers no longer believed in the people from the cultivation sects, and the people from the cultivation sects never went to the village again.
The lives of the three Mo brothers returned to peace. Ma Yuan returned to the inn and continued to be a scoundrel with Lü Bing. Their relatives who lived in the cultivation sects were also kicked out. Soon they were found, and their two families became employees of Tian Jiang.
Tian Jiang did not leave either.
The cultivators of the cultivation sects returned after confirming the safety of the sects.
Time flew by... Ten years passed in the mortal realm... Mu Anxiao had cultivated to the fifth level of spiritual energy, but... she still couldn't use great spells, only conjure magical artifacts and immortal books.
Initially, Zhang Yan helped Mu Anxiao catch the remaining demon souls, and Mu Anxiao opened a tavern as a man. But in the ninth year, Mu Anxiao's tavern went out of business, and because of that incident, she... degenerated back into a beggar.
Of course, she didn't have to be so miserable, but... Zhang Yan passed by places with many demon souls, so she could only obey her master's orders and be like this.
"How have you been recently?"
"Alas, it's no good, people don't have money lately."
Mu Anxiao, dressed in beggar's clothes, leaned against the wall and casually glanced at the two beggars talking, saying, "It's not that people don't have money, it's that they've lost their compassion. We're so pitiful, and they don't even give a little alms. Annoying."
The beggar beside her gave Mu Anxiao a bad look, "It's strange, before you came, people passing by would give something, but after you arrived, no one gives. You should leave quickly."
"I'm not leaving, this isn't your house." Mu Anxiao said nonchalantly.
"You..."
"How long have you been here?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao trembled, slowly raised her eyes to look at the transformed Pi who was collecting money, and was stunned, "Why are you here?"
For the past year, wherever Pi appeared, Mu Anxiao couldn't be found. Mu Anxiao also wondered why this Pi disliked her so much, following her wherever she went. Mu Anxiao was also angry about this, but... considering his identity, she dared not say anything.
"How long have you been here? Answer." Pi said coldly.
Mu Anxiao: "...."
"I don't want to," Pi said.
Mu Anxiao nodded with a wronged expression.
"Scram," Pi spat out one word.
These ten years... Mu Anxiao had experienced a lot. If it were in the past, she would have argued with him, but... because her tavern went out of business, she lost her economic foundation, and her confidence also dropped. Picking up her empty bowl, she had no choice but to stand up and leave.
Pi glared at Mu Anxiao and walked away.
Sixty years ago... when Mu Anxiao was a beggar, Fatty was in charge, and she could still play witty games with her glib tongue. But who knew that this Pi wouldn't fall for her tricks at all. After running a tavern for nine years, it went out of business the moment he appeared.
Thinking about this, she felt even more annoyed.
Sighing lightly, Mu Anxiao cast a reluctant glance at the spot she had just occupied and turned to leave.
In the immortal realm, Feng Qishi, because of Mu Anxiao's death, understood some principles. He then made up his mind to return to his former self, Shen Yan, and began to cultivate in seclusion.
After ten long years in the immortal realm, Feng Qishi cultivated his spiritual energy to fullness. Then, he deliberately changed into the white and blue robes prepared for him, walked out of the seclusion hall, and said directly, "I am going to the mortal realm. Take good care of Master."
For ten long years, Shi Yi had not seen Feng Qishi. Now, looking at Feng Qishi's calm expression and his immortal-like clothes, he asked dejectedly, "What's wrong with you?"
"Did you hear what I said?" Feng Qishi asked coldly.
In ten years... the once lively Feng Qishi cultivating into a cold and aloof demeanor made Shi Yi astonished.
"...." Shi Yi.
At the same time, the green-robed man walked into the immortal hall, looking at Feng Qishi with surprise, and exclaimed, "Senior Brother, you've changed back." "Changed..." Shi Yi blurted out, and simultaneously felt the strong aura emanating from Feng Qishi. Looking at his now unsmiling face, he asked uncertainly, "Are you Shen Yan, or Feng Qishi?"
"Feng Qishi," Feng Qishi said.
Shi Yi swallowed nervously.
Feng Qishi said, "I'm going to Xiancheng now. There, I have the person I'm looking for."
"Are you looking for Fairy Xian Yuan?" the green-robed man asked excitedly.
Feng Qishi said, "Yes, but this time, I won't bring immortal blood. Please keep it safe for me." With that, he extended his hand and conjured a bottle of immortal blood, handing it to Shi Yi.
Shi Yi was stunned, "You want me to take it?"
"Yes," Feng Qishi said.
Seeing Feng Qishi's indifferent expression, Shi Yi quickly stepped forward and took the bottle, "When I go down, I'll find you."
"....." Feng Qishi remained silent, turned halfway, and disappeared.
Shi Yi still couldn't accept this unlively Feng Qishi, so he looked down at the bottle in his hand and said, "Senior Brother, the eldest senior brother seems a little terrifying like this."
"He knows," the green-robed man said.
Shi Yi frowned, "Knows what?"