On the second day, at Mao time, the funeral procession officially set off.

Although the emperor said that Xi An and Lin Qingbai were not punished for their crimes, everyone knew that Xi An committed the crime of treason.

Such crimes are heinous, in order to prevent the people from criticizing, and someone on the road took the opportunity to intercept and retaliate, the funeral procession went very low-key, and did not even invite the funeral procession from outside, but only prepared a carriage, and some servants and guards followed along.Going up the mountain, even the coffin for the funeral is the palace from the side door.

Lin Qingbai also took Xiaobai with her.

The snow in the morning was heavier again, Lin Qingbai sat in the carriage, looking at the deserted streets around him, only bouts of numbness remained in his heart.

Aunt Lian sat beside him, holding a breakfast lunch box in her hand, took out a bun from it, and advised Lin Qing to eat some for free.

"My lord, it will be a long way to go up the mountain later, you got up early today, you should eat some."

Lin Qingbai still looked ahead and said, "I'm not hungry."

Aunt Lian blinked with red eyes, but she could only retract her hand holding the bun.

The carriage went all the way up the mountain.

That mountain is high and remote, few people will go there.

If it wasn't for Xi'an's rebellion, based on his merits and status, the funeral could be as grand as General Chu's. A state funeral would be held, and the Chinese, military and military officials of the court, as well as the entire Fu Dynasty people would have to mourn for him for ten days.

In the end, he was buried in the imperial mausoleum under the eyes of all the people, and the scenery was decent.

But now, it is so bleak.

The mountain road is covered with white snow, and it is very cold and difficult to walk.

In this way, the carriage went up the mountain under bumps all the way.

Aunt Lian was getting old and her legs and feet were not good. Originally, Lin Qingbai asked her to stay in the mansion and not to come, but Aunt Lian was unwilling and said that even if she died of freezing and falling, she would send the young master one last time.

All right, come whenever you want.

Lin Qingbai didn't stop her either.

But Liang Yaochu didn't come, maybe Lin Qingbai told her last night that he wanted to be buried on this mountain after his death in the future.

I don't know what happened to this sentence, and it made Liang Yaochu angry again.

Walking along the mountain road all the way, at the top of the mountain, a wide mountain appeared.

When they arrived at their destination, the servants began to get busy.

Lin Qingbai sat on the carriage, quietly watching the servants carry out the glazed coffin and put it into the big pit that had already been dug.

Then the three of them stood outside the pit, piling soil into the pit one by one.

The cold wind outside was bitter, the snow was mixed with rain, and the air was constantly leaking into the carriage.

Lin Qingbai had already been numb from the cold, and his body was unconscious.

He just stared blankly, thinking about other things.

He raised his eyebrows, looked around, and felt that the cemetery that the servants had found for Xi An was not bad.

The cemetery is spacious and there are no other people.

The position on the top of the mountain overlooks the infinite scenery below the mountain, and when you look up, you can look at the snowflakes dancing in the sky. There are plum trees planted beside Xi'an's cemetery.

As soon as the wind blows, the petals of the plum blossoms flutter and fall along the snow.

After burying the soil, the servants carried out a stone tablet from the back door of the carriage.

The stele is not big, it is a stele without words.

The tombstone where Xi An was buried could not even write his name.

After the tombstone was installed, everyone kowtowed and burned paper in front of Xi'an's grave.

With the wind, the pieces of yellow paper were blown into the air by the wind and snow.

As soon as the wind fell, the yellow paper fluttered down on the snow like a butterfly.

Lin Qingbai still didn't get out of the car, but just watched, as if staying out of it.

There was no mourning music at this funeral, and there were no mourners. Everything was so peaceful that it was trance-like.

When everything was dealt with, it was almost noon, but the snowstorm on the mountain was getting heavier.

After the servants finished burning the paper, a lot of snow fell on their faces and bodies, and they walked towards Lin Qingbai.

Aunt Lian was also covered in snow, she didn't care to wipe off the snow, she just sat in the carriage as soon as she got on the carriage.

I kept wiping away my tears.

The carriage swayed down the mountain again. Some people were crying softly, while others were silent. The atmosphere was solemn.

As soon as the car got down the mountainside, Lin Qingbai suddenly stretched out his hand from the carriage and said, "Stop."

The carriage stopped slowly on the road, Aunt Lian came over and asked Lin Qingbai: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Lin Qingbai lifted the curtain of the carriage with pale and slender fingers, leaned over and got out of the carriage.

Standing in the snow, he said to Aunt Lian, "You guys wait here for a while, I remembered that there is still something to do."

After speaking, Lin Qingbai lifted the hem of his clothes and was about to go up the mountain alone.

Aunt Lian hurriedly stopped him and said, "My lord, it's snowing today and the mountain roads are difficult to walk. Is there anything you can ask the servants to do for you."

"No need."

Aunt Lian was still worried: "My lord, what are you going up to do, we will accompany you up the mountain together."

"No need." Lin Qingbai still said the same way, he stroked Aunt Lian's hand, and ordered quietly: "Without my order, no one is allowed to go up the mountain."

Aunt Lian rubbed her hands anxiously, feeling all kinds of apprehension and worry in her heart, but she didn't dare to refute Lin Qingbai's order.

In the end, Aunt Lian panicked and took out a thick white fox fur cloak from the carriage, and put it on Lin Qingbai's shoulders.

Lin Qingbai didn't resist this time, and let her wear it.

"My lord, come down earlier, we'll wait for you here..." Aunt Lian said.

Lin Qingbai didn't look back, but nodded slowly and said, "Okay."

So Lin Qingbai walked up the mountain step by step on the white snow, Xiaobai jumped out of the car with a snort, and followed behind Lin Qingbai wagging his tail.

They just went down the mountain fifteen minutes ago, and now Lin Qingbai has returned to the top of the mountain alone against the wind and snow.

The snow on the mountain was so heavy that Lin Qing's white hair was blowing, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

He looked at Xi'an's grave from a distance.

In just a short while, Xi'an's tombstone was covered with white snow. From a distance, one could only see the white glow, and even the shape of the tomb could not be seen clearly.

Lin Qingbai was swayed by the wind twice, insisting on walking forward.

He walked to Xi'an's tombstone, leaned over and sat in the cold snow.

The wind blew his cloak, the black hair on his shoulders, and the cold wind and snow all over his body.

The plum petals fell down and dangled in Lin Qingbai's hair.

Lin Qingbai raised his hand and wiped the falling snow on the stone tablet with his sleeve, exposing the rough and dry stone surface of the stone tablet.

Not a single word on it.

Lin Qingbai sighed, sighing in his heart, the life of his apprentice is really full of ups and downs.

He was born as the eldest son of Prince Hou's mansion, but his whole family was punished at the age of six, and he escaped to the capital by chance, becoming the only direct disciple of the current prince.

At the age of fourteen, he went to Qianzhou to fight, and he escaped death. At the age of eighteen, he returned triumphantly, holding a lot of power, and the power was poured into the government and the public. But just overnight, he became a traitor from the great hero of the Fu Dynasty.

Obviously, he was about to touch the jade seal, and he was already able to ascend the throne to be the lord of the entire Fu Dynasty, but he made a mistake.

Now that people are dead, but still degraded, thousands of people are reviled, and they dare not even write a nomination on the tombstone.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingbai touched some snow on his fingertips, and lightly slid across the stone tablet.

The snow melted, leaving a line of water stains soaked into the stele.

Lin Qing's slender fingers touched the stele, and with trembling fingertips, he wrote stroke by stroke—the tomb of Ai Tu Xi'an.

The wind was very strong, and every time Lin Qingbai wrote it, the previous water marks were blown away by the wind.

Lin Qing was so cold that he lost all consciousness, and the flying snow fell on his shoulders, almost merging with the white snow.

His hands were worn out, but he wrote over and over again.

He tried in vain to keep the water marks on the tombstone longer.

This is the tombstone he set up for Xi'an, and it is also the last thing he can do for Xi'an.

——The tomb of Ai Tu Xi'an.

——The tomb of Ai Tu Xi'an.

——The tomb of Ai Tu Xi'an.

Lin Qingbai's fingertips were numb as he wrote, and there were even reddish blood stains on the tombstone.

A gust of wind blew by, plum blossom petals fell on Lin Qingbai's fingertips, Lin Qingbai suddenly choked on the wind, and coughed uncontrollably.

His shoulders trembled, and after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly saw large expanses of bright red sprinkled into the snow.

The bright red color reflected on the white snow was extremely dazzling.

Lin Qingbai's hand stopped slowly, he stared blankly at the tragic bloodstains all over the ground, thinking slowly where the blood came from.

There was more and more blood, originally it was just a piece of snow, but as Lin Qingbai coughed twice, more and more blood sprayed on the ground, even the white clothes on Lin Qingbai's chest were stained.Blood red.

Lin Qingbai understood, this is the time for him to go...

It's okay to go, it's okay to go.

He couldn't stand the pain these days.

Now can finally be free.

Lin Qingbai coughed up more and more blood, converging into a puddle of blood in the snow, and his index finger tremblingly stained the blood on the ground, raised his blood-stained finger, and rubbed his fingertips heavily on the rough surface.on the stele.

One stroke at a time, writing that sentence very stubbornly.

——The tomb of Ai Tu Xi'an.

The blood soaked into the stele, as if the wind would not dry it, and the snow would not cover it, Lin Qingbai looked at those six words, satisfied in his heart, and showed a rare faint smile.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Lin Qingbai coughed uncontrollably, blood flowed down his chin in large streams, and his eyes turned black in bursts.

In a trance, he seemed to see Xi An's face, smiling and calling his master.

Lin Qingbai raised his hand and gently stroked the blood on the tombstone, as if stroking Xi An's warm cheek.

Slowly and slowly, the speed of his finger stroking slowed down, and then his hand slowly dropped into the snow, never moving again.

 …

Xiao Bai stood up from the snow, anxiously swaying back and forth beside Lin Qingbai.

It whimpered twice, ran to the mountain pass and barked loudly.

Then.......all the people ran up.

Everyone rushed to the top of the mountain, and saw Lin Qingbai sitting in front of the tombstone in white clothes, with his eyes slightly closed, his head leaning on the tombstone, snowflakes fell gently on his face.

And he didn't move, as if he was asleep.

It's just that the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth was red and dazzling.

"My lord!!!"

"My lord!!!"

Everyone wailed in pain and knelt in the snow one after another.

In this way, the twelfth year of Kuangyuan, the third day of the twelfth lunar month.

The tenth son of Emperor Chongming, Prince Yun, passed away.

Lord Yun, Bai Xu, died on the day when the general of the town army, Xi An, was buried.

"My lord..."

"Lord Yun..."

"Master..."

"Master..."

Lin Qingbai's body was weak, and he was a little unsteady walking, and he vaguely heard someone calling him at the end of the darkness.

Call him prince, call him master.

He walked forward, kept walking forward, and heard more urgent voices.

"Junior Brother..."

"Immortal Venerable..."

"Qingyuan Immortal....Qingyuan Immortal..."

"Master..."

"Master..."

Lin Qingbai suddenly opened his eyes.

What catches the eye is the bed curtain of silver silk thread, with white jade cloud bells hanging on it, and with the soft sound of the wind, patterns of cold blue light circulate in the air.

Lin Qingbai's eyes were blank, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar place, he didn't react for a while.

The heart-piercing pain just now has not dissipated, Lin Qing

Bai Yuan's body was weak and weak, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, he suddenly became full of spiritual energy, and his cold hands and feet gradually returned to temperature.

Lin Qingbai raised his hand, but a blue-white enchantment suddenly appeared in the time and space when he got up.

The enchantment was like a wall, blocking him and locking him on the bed.

Another trick!

Lin Qingbai frowned, raised his hand and waved vigorously, the sound of the wind suddenly turned into a sharp silver light.

Just listen to the crisp sound of snap!

The indestructible barrier instantly shattered, and bits of shattered blue light floated in the air.

Those blue lights seemed to be conscious, jumping up and down in the wind, circling around Lin Qingbai, and even started to speak.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa therefore the immortal is back!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa therefore the immortal is back!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa therefore the immortal is back!"

The chattering sound became louder and louder, and Lin Qingbai was arguing tirelessly. He frowned, raised his hand and waved again.

Those blue lights, like a group of talking parrots, flew out of the window along with the wind noisily.

Lin Qingbai sat up, and before his ears were clean for a second, the door of the palace was knocked open with a bang.

A woman with a round face and almond eyes rushed in.

She was wearing a fairy red and white fairy dress, with delicate eyebrows and eyes. As soon as she entered the door and saw Lin Qingbai, her eyes were full of disbelief, and her eyes instantly turned red.

Her mouth trembled, she fell to her knees with a plop, and cried, "Master...Master!!! You finally woke up, you made Yan'er wait so much!!!"

The noise here has not stopped, and the door was knocked open again with a bang!

A young man dressed in green and white also barged in. He was fat and round, and as soon as he came in, he wished he could knock Yan'er who was kneeling on the ground into the air.

But he couldn't care less, as soon as he entered the hall and saw Lin Qingbai, he opened his mouth so much that he wished he could stuff two duck eggs.

His chest heaved violently, and he didn't say a word for a while, but suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

Lin Qingbai: "..."

This slap was so severe that the little fat man's face immediately became red and swollen. After realizing that this was not a dream, he let out a sharp scream, then turned around and ran outside, waving his hands and shouting loudly: "Master!"Wake up! Master is awake!"

Coincidentally, another person came at this time.

A handsome young man in blue and white armor flew quickly from the sky. Before he reached the door, he heard him shouting: "Where is the master! Where is my master!"

Then bam!

The two bumped into each other.

This time the collision was brutal.

The little fat man crashed straight into the wall of Lin Qingbai's palace room. The porcelain and books on the wall fell to the ground, and the other fell directly from the steps outside the palace.

Seeing more and more shouts outside the door, getting closer and closer.

Lin Qingbai frowned, raised his hand mercilessly, and a gust of silver light blew out from under his sleeve, and all the people inside and outside the hall were blown away by the gust of wind.

The temple door slammed shut.

Lin Qingbai said in a cold voice: "No one is allowed to enter without my permission!"

The noisy voices outside the door suddenly stopped, and after coming over for a while, only a few people could be heard saying: "Yes, Master..."

The ears suddenly became quiet, and Lin Qingbai sat up from the bed.

He had been lying down for too long, and although his whole body was full of aura, every joint in his body seemed to be rusted, and every time he moved, he felt severe pain.

He put his hand on his wrist, turned his wrist, and looked at every object in the palace quietly.

Lin Qingbai's palace in the fairy world is very big, as big as the two in the mortal world.

The daylight is not extinguished here all year round, and the best cloud flower lotus and Fangluo tree are planted in the palace room.

No matter when it is full of aura, the air is fragrant, like a fairyland.

Lin Qingbai looked at the place where he lived for thousands of years, but it seemed like

Another life.

In his memory, the last time he rested in this palace was the night before he set out to fight against the demons.

From that day on, he went on an expedition against the demon clan, killed the demon emperor, and the battle was turned upside down. Then...he descended to the mortal world, and twelve years passed.

And now the dormitory is exactly the same as when he left.

The placement of every object has not changed, and even the vegetation in the hall is well maintained. It can be seen that someone is tidying up and cleaning it every day.

Lin Qingbai was lost in thought, when suddenly there was another knock on the door.

Lin Qingbai frowned, and said in a low voice, "I said, without me..."

"Senior brother, it's me! Your dearest junior brother, Ling Leng."

A clear voice came in from outside the door, interrupting Lin Qingbai's words behind him. Lin Qingbai closed his eyes helplessly, raised his hand and swung the door open.

A man in blue cannon walked in.

The man's footsteps were light, his face was clear, his eyes were like stars, and he was fanning all the way with a folding fan in his hand, and walked up to Lin Qingbai with a smile.

He Fangleng raised his eyes and looked at Lin Qingbai up and down, and said with a smile, "Senior brother, why did your face turn stinkier after you fell asleep, did you not wake up?"

Lin Qingbai looked at him coldly.

He Fangling didn't panic, he was still shaking his fan with a smile, and he was still surrounded by those blue-spotted stars that had just been shattered, chirping constantly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The immortal is back!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Lin Qingbai said in a cold voice: "Turn off these things!"

He Fang raised his eyebrows, put all those little blue lights in his sleeves with a wave of his hand, and asked with a smile: "Brother, this is the latest ventilating bird I researched during the twelve years you were asleep, how is it?"

Lin Qingbai didn't respond to him in a hurry, but slowly stood up and walked to the closet, saying: "Useless things."

"How can this be useless? This is useful! If it weren't for them, I would have known you were awake so quickly? Could the entire fairy race know you were awake so quickly?"

"...."

"Tsk, senior brother, I thought that after twelve years of calamity, you would have some emotions that a normal person should have when you come back. Why do you still look so cold...... I don't know what you look likeHow do you live in the mortal world?"

Lin Qingbai's hand to open the closet suddenly stopped when he heard this, and he turned his head slightly to look at himself in the bronze mirror in the distance.

He was only wearing a thin shirt.

Perhaps it was because he had been lying down for too long this time, his body bones were almost as thin as when he was a prince, but his appearance was completely different.

Although Bai Xu in the mortal world has a delicate and cold face, there is still some tenderness between his brows and eyes, so others' evaluation of him is at best a gentle appearance, but in reality he is cold in heart, not even close to his heart.

Yes, Bai Xu at least has a warm surface.

But Lin Qingbai's face was colder than Bai Xu's, and even the tenderness between his brows and eyes was gone.

Sword brows and star eyes are an inhuman and cold face, and it is precisely because of this that he can gain prestige in the fairy world for thousands of years, and no one dares to shake his position.

Where is it like in Yunwang Mansion...

In the end, it was obvious that he was his servant, but instead served Xi An as the master.

Thinking of this name, Lin Qingbai's heart twitched again.

He raised his hand and gently pressed the position of his heart, and his face turned pale instantly.

He Fangling was unaware of it, and was still talking: "By the way, brother, how is your life in the mortal world? I read in ancient books that if a person from the fairy world returns from the mortal world and returns to the fairy world, all emotions will be destroyed."Seventy percent of it was covered up, is that how you feel now?"

Lin Qingbai's palm rubbed his heart, and sure enough, the sudden pain disappeared.

Lin Qingbai replied calmly: "That's right."

It was written in an ancient book that in order to prevent people from the fairy world from going down to the mortal world and being unable to extricate themselves from the mortal feelings for a long time after returning to the fairy world, the ancient immortals imposed a ban.

All the immortals who return from the mortal world to the fairy world will hide 70% of their feelings in the human world.

That is to say, although Lin Qingbai now remembers the things that happened in the mortal world, those things to him now are like watching a story where the protagonist is someone else.

He may feel pain because of the tragedy of the story, but after that feeling is reduced by 70%, he doesn't feel so empathetic.

It's like a dream again, in which the heart hurts, and when wake up, gradually wake up.

Just like Lin Qingbai now, if he thought of Xi'an's death in the mortal world, his heart would ache like someone else's, and he couldn't stand in pain.

But when he thinks about it now, he just feels like his heart has been cut lightly by a small knife. It's not a special pain, but it's just a bit unbearable.

It's bearable.

He Fang waved his folding fan, and said tut tut: "I will definitely go to the next world in the future, and maybe I will meet a heart-wrenching dewy love. When I return to the fairy world, I can still remember it for the rest of my life. It's wonderful.ah......."

Lin Qingbai ignored him, turned around and continued to look for the robe in the closet.

At this moment, a few people whispered suddenly from outside the hall, and then the door of the hall was knocked lightly, and the woman's cautious voice sounded.

"Master, I'm Yan'er, can I come in?"

Lin Qingbai remained silent and did not respond.

He has always disliked making noise, and now he just came back from the mortal world. Although he has returned to the place where he has lived for thousands of years, all this is still a little strange to him.

He prefers to be left alone.

At this time, He Fangling said from the side: "You should let them in, you don't even know that during the time when your accident happened, your apprentices cried in their arms, it was a tragedy, those who didn't know thought we were immortalsThe door was slaughtered."

"..."

"There are also your flowers and plants, and the beasts you raise outside." He Fangling pointed his fingers around and said, "Isn't it because your apprentices take care of you every day, and you don't dare to leave them for a day?Tsk, I don't even know where you are so lucky to have such a good apprentice, why don't I have such luck..."

Lin Qingbai was taken aback suddenly, and those mortal voices suddenly echoed in his ears.

"My lord, I have never seen any apprentice who treats the master so well. An'er really cares about you."

"My lord, you are the most important person in Master Xi'an's heart, he misses you all the time."

"Prince Yun still has a unique vision. If any son or young master can be as outstanding as General Xi, he is blessed, Lord Yun."

 …

Lin Qingbai clenched her lower lip, tried her best to get these voices out of her mind, and said to the outside: "Come in."

Mu Yan pushed open the door, and walked in holding a gorgeously embroidered robe.

She knelt in front of Lin Qingbai and said, "Master, this is the robe we made for Master during his calamity.The thread pattern embroidery is Kuimu silk that the senior brother went to Hansi Cave to collect, and the gold thread is..."

Mu Yan repeated every precious material on the robe to Lin Qingbai.

The stitches and threads of this robe are the thoughts that their senior brothers entrusted to Lin Qingbai when they were waiting for Lin Qingbai to return home.

They didn't know when Lin Qingbai would come back, or how many years, decades, or hundreds of years.

Just like this, have been waiting and doing all the time, thinking that when Master comes back, will present the best to Master.

Said that Mu Yan's voice changed at the end, her tears flowed down, and she complained a bit: "Master, why did you come back so late... We have been waiting for you every day, waiting for you.I have been with you for a long time..."

Lin Qingbai looked at Mu Yan who was kneeling on the ground without saying a word for a long time, then turned his head to look at the other two heads poking their heads in front of the door.

Lin Qingbai sighed lightly, raised his hand slenderly with his fingertips, and the robe in Mu Yan's hand flew into his hand with a whoosh.

Lin Qingbai put on the robe while waving his hands.

The tail of the robe hangs down to the ground, it is as white as snow, the body is finely embroidered, the silk thread is smooth and silvery, flowing like water, and the waist is tightly bound, supporting Lin Qingbai's celestial figure perfectly, which is just amazing.I feel that the heroism is extraordinary, and everyone admires him.

Mu Yan looked up at Lin Qingbai in a daze, and it took a while for her to realize, knelt down on the ground, and said to Lin Qingbai: "Master, now everyone in the fairy clan knows that Master has awakened, everyoneThey are all waiting outside the hall, and hope that the master can come out of the hall to see him."

Now that everyone has come, Lin Qingbai has nothing to shirk.

He fastened the buttons on his robe, stroked the hem of his sleeves, and walked towards the gate of the palace.

"That's right." He Fangleng said suddenly: "Senior Sister is still a guest at Yaozu's place. I have sent her the news of your return. She should be back in a few days."

Lin Qing gave a Bai En, raised his hand and pushed open the door.

The sun shone on Lin Qingbai's body, and at the same time, the two cranes outside the hall raised their heads and gave a loud cry, their wings fluttered, and they flew into the sky.

The outside of the hall is spacious, and the lake in the center is overflowing with aura, and the white mist reaches the ground. Looking from a distance, it seems like you are in the clouds.

The people who came here spread from the steps of His Highness to the endless distance, and the darkness was incomparably spectacular.

The moment Lin Qingbai appeared, everyone knelt down one after another, and everyone admired him. The three chief disciples knelt in front of Lin Qingbai.

"Congratulations, Qing Yuan Xianzun is back!!!"

"Welcome, Master is back!!!"

Everyone congratulated three times in unison.

In an instant, the heaven-shocking sound was like the roaring of rivers and roaring thunder, with the unique tendency of covering the sky and covering the sun. Accompanied by the sound of flying cranes in the sky, it spread throughout the entire fairy clan and even the entire fairy world.

Lin Qingbai stood on the steps, a white robe looming over everyone.

He looked at the boundless crowd and the blue sky.

At this moment, Lin Qingbai realized soberly that he had really returned to the fairyland.