"Yes, as far back as I can remember... No, before I even thought about anything, I was already in the Zi Mansion. In fact, that's it, right?"

“It’s not exactly a beautiful scene.”

"Bah!" Lan Cai'er rolled her eyes and cursed: "What did you mean by that sentence? Versailles?"

"You have been to the Holy World of Witchcraft and Gu, and you clearly know what the scene is like where I live. But now you are talking like this. Who are you talking to? Who are you talking to in Versailles?"

"Who else could it be but you?"

“···”

"You really don't get paid overnight!"

"Yes, when I have a grudge, I usually avenge it on the spot."

"Go! Go! Go···"

Lan Cai'er was a little depressed.

It's not jealousy, just emotion and envy.

The environment in the Holy World of Witchcraft and Gu is simply amazing.

People who have never been there may find it unique and beautiful at first glance, but that's just from a distance.

If you look closely, you can even feel it carefully.

hehe.

Damn it if you could like that place.

This is Lan Cai'er's complaint in her heart.

In fact, this was the first time she had seen such a peaceful scene with many beautiful views.

It's not that she hasn't been to other worlds. She has also been to several big worlds as a saint before, but the problem is that she went to those places for cultivation or as an envoy on behalf of the Holy World of Witchcraft and Gu.

In other words.

Those worlds are all about playing poison, and they are really no better than the Holy World of Witchcraft and Gu.

Even more ‘tragic’!

The Great World of Flowing Light is not a witchcraft, but that world is full of light pollution, and the actual beauty is not much.

Otherwise, why would it be called ‘fluctuating light’?

Seeing this now, combined with her own childhood and experience, she was really moved.

When they slowly landed on Haoyue Peak, they discovered that the mountainside was already filled with monks.

Most of them are disciples of the same generation, but there are also many elders, monks from the previous generation, and even a few supreme elders who have left seclusion.

The Saint Girl Squad, Saint Girl Protector Disciples, Xiao Zhan, Su Muxue, Zizhu Zhenren, etc., none of them were left behind.

Jiu Wu and Tian Qi are not here, so there is nothing we can do. They are in Zhongzhou now. It will take some time to come back.

When they saw Qi Zixiao returning, although they were a little unfamiliar with Lan Cai'er, at this moment, everyone clasped their fists respectfully: "Welcome the Saint to return!"

The sound shook the sky!

At this moment, most of them had tears in their eyes.

It is not that I mourn for Qi Zixiao's "resurrection", but that I feel ashamed and sad thinking about Qi Zixiao's many experiences and the past of being isolated and helpless.

"That doesn't need to be the case."

When Qi Zifan saw this, he was also greatly moved.

Although he is not Qi Zixiao, the two of them cross each other, and many times, they are really indistinguishable from each other.

If you feel the same scene like this, how can you not feel anything in your heart?

"I am incompetent and let the saint suffer."

They spoke again, and everyone bowed and saluted, all from the bottom of their hearts and extremely sincere.

At this moment, Lan Cai'er was amazed.

Qi Zifan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Why is this so?"

"I'm just going my own way and fighting for myself. Please stand up."

He raised his hand.

Immortal energy spread, supporting each of them and lifting them up.

Then···

Even if everyone didn't want to, they couldn't resist. They were all helped to stand up. Some of the more stubborn ones even had their waists broken, but they still couldn't bow down anymore.

And this scene also shocked everyone.

Surprised by the current strength of 'Her Royal Highness the Saint', even those who had their waists broken seemed to feel no pain at all, and they were all amazed.

"As expected of Her Majesty the Saint."

"This move is already extremely tyrannical."

"Now our Zi Mansion is so powerful that there are dozens of immortals in the world of mortals, but she managed to lift them all up..."

"Nonsense, now His Highness is an invincible existence under Da Luo. What does a mere mortal fairy mean?"

"Amazing···"

They communicated softly, their faces full of exclamation and excitement.

When looking at Qi Zi Fan, the wonder and admiration in his eyes are like looking at the residence of a god.

Looking around at the extremely excited crowd, Qi Zi Fan didn't know what to say. He could only say: "My fellow disciples, don't care too much about the past. What you need to care about is the future."

"The road is at your feet and in front of you, but it is never behind you."

"I had no choice but to go out before. However, it was not because of your coercion, so there is no need to blame myself."

"When I came back this time, I didn't want to mobilize the troops, but everyone already knew about it, so I told the world."

"However, Zixiao has no intention of showing off, so I ask all my fellow disciples to go back, practice hard, improve yourself, and become immortals as soon as possible."

"I hope that there will be me on the road to the future, but it will not be just me."

I hope there will be me on the road in the future, but it won’t be just me.

The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout the Zi Mansion.

It was also broadcast through multiple 'live broadcasts' and watched by billions of viewers, spreading throughout the entire world of immortality.

At this moment, everyone's hearts trembled.

A surge of sadness surged into my heart, and the feeling of powerlessness and self-blame was beyond words, as if it had completely exploded.

This is especially true for many elders.

It is obvious that I am incompetent to wait for others!

You can't protect a junior, you can only watch this junior go out, go through countless wind and rain, and even be the enemy of the whole world without a helping hand...

But in the end, we still need him to comfort us and stop us from blaming ourselves?

“···”

"Zixiao is right."

Finally, Master Zizhu spoke with a slight smile: "The road is ahead, if you really feel guilty."

"Whether it's an old fellow of our generation or a young disciple."

"Turn self-blame into motivation."

"I think the enemies of Zixiao have never been those golden immortals, but rather higher and more terrifying existences."

"I hope that in the future, both you and I can stand by his side and fight against the enemy together with him!"

"Instead of recreating the original scene again."

Everyone was silent.

"It's natural!"

It was at this moment that a figure covered in blood appeared in the starlight and landed heavily on the mountainside, causing everyone to look around.

"What happened before can never happen again."

The Holy Son Qian Yuantuo returned. He was covered in blood, some of which were his own, but most of which were splattered by the enemy.

He is missing an arm, but his aura is extremely strong.

"Qi Zixiao, it's great that you are back."

"Now, I can surpass you in the future, instead of just avenging you!"

He looked directly at Qi Zixiao with burning eyes, fighting intent rising in his eyes.
To be continued...