Infinite true path

Huan Yin is gone. He has been wandering for two years since he left the sect. Now that he has finished all the things he has to do, it is time to return to Yangzhou.

Huan Yin walked in the air and touched his Qiankun bag. There was also the task given to him by the sect two years ago - the Lingyun Flower. In the past two years, he has never forgotten his sect mission, and now he can finally go back and resume his life.

"Everyone must have thought that I was dead. Everyone will be surprised by me when I go back this time. Especially the master, I did not let him down. Not only did I complete the sect's mission, but I also destroyed the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. He will definitely You will be proud of me." A long-lost smile appeared on Huan Yin's face, dispelling a lot of the murderous aura he had accumulated in the past two years.

"And Yu'er, I want to go back and marry her!"

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Huan Yin's cultivation level is no longer what it was back then, and even Guo Yu is not as good as he is now. He flew at full speed and entered Yangzhou in less than half a day.

Huan Yin looked at the mountains and forests below him and felt an indescribable sense of relief. He wished he could shout: "Finally it's no longer ice, snow and grassland!"

"Bai Kui, this is where I grew up, and this is where my sect is. This will also be where you live in the future." Huan Yin murmured softly, and spoke to Bai Kui who was still sleeping in the Qiankun Bag. read.

"By the way, there are also my classmates there, including the cute Xiaotian, the honest Junior Brother Gao, and Junior Sister Xianyue. They will all like you."

"Oh yes, and Master Ye, I must let her see you first when I go back. You are already a member of my sword pavilion, and Master Ye will definitely try his best to save you. She must have more methods than the White Tiger Department , can help you wake up as soon as possible.”

Huan Yin had countless thoughts in his mind, but they were all filled with thoughts about his sect and the feelings of brotherhood among his fellow sects. Just when he was lost in thought, a voice suddenly came from the forest not far in front of him.

"Xiao Yu, do you dare to fight to the death with Wang today!" The voice was rough and familiar.

"Hmph, since you are looking for death, don't blame Xiao for being ruthless!" This voice came from Xiao Yu of Yijian Peak.

Huan Yin's thoughts were interrupted by these two voices, and his brows instantly wrinkled. His consciousness spread out, wanting to see what was going on, but as soon as his consciousness swept away, he was stunned.

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In the forest, Xiao Yu led a group of Yijianfeng disciples and Wang Luo led a group of Royal Alchemy Dao disciples. Both of them had completely spread out their cultivation and reached the point of tense situation. Moreover, many of the disciples present were injured, as if they had just fought before.

Wang Luo and Xiao Yu are the people with the highest cultivation level among the two parties. They are both in the middle stage of concentration. It seems that they have worked hard in the past two years and their cultivation level has also made great progress. However, the changes didn't stop there. Huan Yin could still feel the murderous aura from them. Although the murderous aura was very light and far from comparable to his own, it was still murderous aura.

In Huan Yin's eyes, Yangzhou has always been a peaceful place. Although there are some overt and covert fights between various sects, there are basically no major conflicts. There are even fewer casual cultivators here, so there are very few monks in Yangzhou who have murderous intent. Even if there were some, they were monks from the sect who had gone out to practice and experienced killings that they could not experience in Yangzhou, just like Huan Yin himself.

But today, Huan Yin actually felt murderous aura in Xiao Yu and Wang Luo. Even the sect disciples following them had such aura coming out of them. How weird is this?

"Yangzhou is in chaos!" Huan Yin had this feeling subconsciously in his heart. Although he thought it was incredible, he had killed frequently in recent years, and he knew that this was the only best explanation.

"Okay, let me learn your Lin Lin Sword Technique again!" Wang Luo shouted loudly, and immediately took out the magic weapon and put on a fighting posture.

When the Royal Alchemy disciples behind Wang Luo saw Wang Luo preparing to fight, they all took out their magic weapons with ruthless faces. It seemed that these sect disciples were not afraid of injury or death.

"Kill!" Xiao Yu shouted, leading his fellow disciples into a fighting posture, seeing that the two sides were about to fight to the death.

Suddenly, a strong pressure instantly enveloped the place where they were. The pressure was so powerful that it was not comparable to the refining monks. It was the pressure that could only be exuded by the elders of the sect.

The disciples of Yijianfeng and Yudan Dao were all shocked. Knowing that an expert was here, they all calmed down and kept looking around, with cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Which master is here? Wang Luo, the junior member of the Royal Alchemy Way, is here to kill the evil thief of Yijian Peak. If the senior has nothing to do with the two factions, I won't bother the senior to intervene!" Wang Luo shouted loudly despite the pressure. . He had to do this because the cultivation level of this master who he had not yet met was too strong and could change the entire battle situation between the two factions. He had to know his current situation.

Finally, after a while, a monk in white robes came out of the forest. This monk looks like a young man, but his face has a vicissitude that should not be seen at his age. It seems that he has experienced many, many things. However, no amount of vicissitudes can conceal the heroic spirit between his brows.

"I am Xiao Yu from Yijian Peak, and I am honored to meet you, Senior." The moment Huan Yin walked out, Xiao Yu quickly led the disciples of Yijian Peak behind him to bow down. Because after Huan Yin walked out, Xiao Yu was more certain that this "senior" had a high level of cultivation, and it would probably only take a thought to kill him. Moreover, the murderous aura on this "senior" was so strong that it almost condensed into substance, which reminded him of the rare killing cultivator in the legend. He didn't dare to provoke such a cultivator.

"Greetings, Senior!" The disciples of Yudan Dao also reacted quickly. They all bowed down to Huan Yin. They didn't want the "senior" in front of them to help the people of Yijian Peak because of impoliteness.

However, Wang Luo was the only exception. He didn't bow down. The moment Huan Yin walked out, he looked at Huan Yin with a shocked face, his lips kept trembling, but he seemed to be dumb and didn't say a word for a long time.

Finally, after Huan Yin walked to the middle of the forest, Wang Luo woke up from his extremely shocked expression: "Huan...Uncle Master Huan!"

When he called out like this, all the disciples around him did not feel strange, because they did not know Huan Yin. They could feel from Huan Yin's cultivation that he was an elder, and it was normal for Wang Luo to call him "Uncle Master". However, Wang Luo actually knew Huan Yin, which made the disciples of Yudan Dao feel relieved.

The other disciples did not understand what Wang Luo was saying, but Xiao Yu did. He reacted instantly, looked up at Huan Yin in the field with an unbelievable face, and was completely stunned.

"Huan...Master Huan...Huan Yin?" Xiao Yu subconsciously wanted to call Huan Yin "Junior Brother", but now Huan Yin's cultivation was so high that he felt it was inappropriate before he even called out, and immediately changed his words.

Huan Yin ignored their calls. His previous happy mood and endless thoughts had long disappeared. Now there was only murderous aura around him, as if he was still in Yanzhou.

Huan Yin walked to the left side of the two opposing groups, bent down to pick up a white object, and asked, "Where is she?"

This white object was the Fox Fairy Crystal that Huan Yin had taken for Lan Yu when they met in the Secret Realm of the Demon Trapped. This Fox Fairy Crystal was the first beautiful memory of Lan Yu and Huan Yin. Although this thing was worthless in the eyes of others, Lan Yu always regarded it as a treasure and took it with him wherever he went. Because Lan Yu had said to Huan Yin more than once: "When you are not around, I can think of you when I look at it."

Now this Fox Fairy Crystal has fallen so casually beside the battlefield between the two sides. What does this mean? Doesn't Huan Yin know it? So his good mood along the way was gone in an instant, and the murderous intent around him was unconsciously released again.

Xiao Yu looked at the Fox Fairy Crystal in Huan Yin's hand and answered anxiously: "This is what Junior Sister Lan dropped. She is in trouble. Go and save her!"

"You can't save her, Ye..." Wang Luo was also anxious when he heard Xiao Yu say this, and he wanted to stop Huan Yin from saving Lan Yu. Back then, Wang Luo and Lan Yu had a good relationship. After all, they had been through life and death together in the Secret Realm of the Trapped Demon, but why is Wang Luo like this now?

Huan Yin didn't care what Wang Luo said. He directly dispersed his pressure, which made Wang Luo's pressure increase sharply, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Where is she?" Huan Yin's voice became extremely cold, making everyone present feel like they were in an ice cellar in an instant. Even several disciples with low cultivation had been oppressed by Huan Yin and injured, and blood flowed from their mouths.

Xiao Yu's pressure also increased sharply. He felt that he didn't know Huan Yin at all, because Huan Yin in the past would not have such a strong murderous aura, would not be so cold, and would not be like a killing god like now!

"That direction, she went that direction, you have to hurry, her current situation is not good!" Xiao Yu said under the pressure of Huan Yin.

Huan Yin glanced at Xiao Yu, and a force of cultivation directly hit him, instantly dispelling the injuries in his body.

"I don't need to thank you for your great kindness!" When this sentence was still echoing in the field, Huan Yin's figure had disappeared.

After Huan Yin left, Xiao Yu and Wang Luo did not fight again, but stared at the direction where Huan Yin disappeared for a long time. They even doubted whether the man just now was Huan Yin. Where did the little cultivator who was kind, good, upright, and occasionally blushed and dazed because of embarrassment when he was young go?

And why is he so strong?