Within the Cloud Valley, the water was clear and shallow, and exquisite zither notes were emitted from a purple bamboo forest. From afar, one could see a touch of pure white lying on a stone bench, and as his fingertips moved along the zither strings, faint traces of purple mist could be seen. As his finger moved, it resonated with the flying violet leaves on the surface of the water, complementing each other.
That youngster had a body of white hair, while his black hair was casually scattered about. Her exquisite eyes were calm and indifferent, just like her scattered hair, revealing her easygoing nature.
Looking down from the horizon, what a paradise on earth.
"Haha, good disciple, your zither skill is becoming more and more beautiful!" A clear and sonorous voice came out of nowhere, and before long, a white figure appeared out of nowhere.
What appeared was an old man. He had a long hair and a young face, and the kind smile on his face always gave people an ethereal feeling, as if he was an immortal.
"Master!" The youth in white turned around and made a bow towards the old man. With a flash of white light, the guqin on the stone table disappeared.
"Not bad, not bad, your practice of the Zither of the Nine Ultimate Martial Arts really did not disappoint Master!" Pausing for a moment, he continued, "But in the cultivation of spirit energy, you must not be impetuous and impulsive!" Although he knew that this disciple's personality was reserved and calm, and he rarely let himself down, but as a master, he still had to nag a few times.
"Does Master have any worries?" Seeing the worry in the elder's eyes, the youth asked with a smile.
The old man nodded and stroked his beard. He looked in a certain direction and his expression suddenly turned serious. He started mumbling the prophecy that existed in this world.
The white-clothed youth knew what the old man wanted to say. Yesterday, there was a natural phenomenon, the prophecy engraved on the stone tablet must have come true. Even so, the youth only quietly listened to him understand his master's personality, and came to find out everything about him.
"Heaven and Earth dance, the wind and clouds change greatly. I think you must have also seen the changes! " The ground trembled that day, and due to today's natural phenomenon, the old man let out a sigh and spoke in a faint voice.
"The prophecy is about to happen, the devil is about to appear!" The white-clothed youth's voice was neither hurried nor slow, and there was no sign of grief.
"Ha!" How could it be like this! A calamity … who would be able to escape this calamity? " The old man sighed again.
"Master, you are not a pessimistic person. Isn't there another line, change every day? If so, wouldn't Demon King Yan Sheng be a bane of others as well? This is a sliver of a chance. " The youth in white clothes had an inexplicable smile on his face. How could he not know the purpose of his master's visit?
And that nemesis was the Twelve Divine Generals!
"Hehe, disciple, with your intelligence, how could you have guessed my thoughts?" The sorrow and joy of this disciple of his would never show on his face. He would always be as carefree as the clouds and the wind. His personality was truly frigid! Who did he learn it from? One of his two disciples was as cold as ice while the other was as calm as water. His personality could be considered clear. How could he have taught a kid with such a personality!
While the old man was lamenting about his young disciple, he couldn't help but think of his eldest disciple who was currently in closed-door seclusion. Actually, the elder didn't know that his two children could be said to be as black as a fox.
"Master wants me to go down the mountain." The youth smiled indifferently and directly said.
"Yes, a man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Furthermore, this matter is the responsibility of our sect. It has been more than twenty years since I brought you and your Junior Brother into this Cloud Valley. Right now, there is already a Divine General who has begun giving out information. Now is the time for you to go down the mountain. "
"Disciple understands!"
"Whatever, there's nothing I can do about it. Right now, the devil didn't know when or where he appeared, but at the time he appeared, the demons should have already prepared their defenses well.
As the nemesis of that devil, you all naturally cannot hide inside it. "
Ye Xiao sighed. It was a foregone conclusion that the world was going to meet with a calamity.
"Your senior is currently in closed-door training. Once he breaks through this bottleneck, he will naturally come down to help you!" After he finished speaking, he quietly vanished as he had arrived here.
As for the youth, he continued to stand in his original spot. He did not have any reaction to his master leaving.
"This person's cultivation is really good!" Immortal Zhou said with a sigh.
"What's the use of having a better cultivation?" Isn't he still hiding deep in the mountains? " Bai Mu snickered. As he thought of the actions of Hades and the rest, his heart grew stifled.
The scene changed and a few moans came out from the small room. Warrick, who was supposed to be in Lily Park, had returned home.
"Mmm …"
Warrick leaned her head on her hands and murmured softly. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. She couldn't even hear herself clearly.
At this moment, Warrick's vision was blurry, and the objects in the room seemed to be shrouded in a layer of white mist. He could barely make out their outlines.
It was obvious that Warrick's mind was still unclear. He had no time to think about everything that had happened, his body's condition, his vision, limbs, etc. No, not at all. It was not that he did not want to, it was just that he did not want to. It was that he didn't know how to do it at all!
He looked like a newborn baby, his thoughts and movements abnormally slow. Everything had happened out of instinct.
"Yan …" Yan... "Yan …" A vague voice that sounded like sleep talking came out of Warrick's mouth in an irregular manner. It sounded like a response, but it was more like a call. When he finished looking at his face, his dull eyes were focused on the front as he walked down the stairs.
He was staggering along like a drunken man.
No matter how lopsided he walked, he didn't see the woman who had just walked down the stairs fall to the ground. However, her eyes were staring straight ahead, as if she was being pulled. It was truly strange.
"Yan …" Yan Rong's face … "Yan …" The word on the empty corridor spread again and again, but it soon disappeared.
"Little Yan!" An anxious voice came from afar.
Looking at that familiar figure, Mo Ziran excitedly shouted out. He couldn't wait to run towards Warranty. Because he was anxious, he fell several times in this short distance. Mo Ziran was extremely excited when he saw the person he had lost and regained.
When there was a change in the sky, he rushed towards Lily Park like a madman, secretly passing through the cordon, but didn't see that person. He held onto the hope that he was lucky and dialed the number, but only that cold, stiff female voice remained.
When he thought of losing someone he had known for years, Mo Ziran became so anxious that he almost went mad. He drove to Lily Park and Warranty's residence several times and searched through Warranty's house and the district. He never thought that in his despair, she would appear again.
"Little Yan, I'm sorry!" Mo Ziran pulled Warranty into his arms and hugged her tightly. It was as if he wanted to take this person into his arms. He was so nervous that he was afraid this person would suddenly disappear. If she had gone with him tonight, Warrick would not have disappeared.
"Yan …" Yan Rong's face … "Yan …"
Mo Ziran finally felt that something was wrong. He brought out his report to Warrick, but found that her eyes were staring forward like she was possessed. She didn't know him and was muttering something.
"Little Yan, what did you say?" Mo Ziran had a confused and serious expression on his face. He put his ear close to her mouth and tried to hear her words.
"Yan …" Yan Rong's face … "Yan Yan …" The sound became more and more urgent, because the pulling became a little clearer.
"Yan …" Yan Rong's face … "Yan Yan …" The voice seemed to be getting more and more anxious, more and more anxious, as if it really hated the obstacles in front of it, and it threw the power on its shoulder with all its might to continue walking. If someone was here, they would definitely see a joyful smile suddenly appear on Warrick's face.
"Little Yan!"
Mo Ziran was not prepared and was pushed to the ground by me. I didn't notice Warrick's sudden strength and didn't care about the wound on his hand. He got up and was about to grab Warrick to ask about it.
Looking at that place again, he could no longer see Warrick. Warrick had disappeared just as he was about to reach his height.
"What —?" Bai Mu looked at the mirror as it disappeared. He was about to say something, but who knew that Immortal Zhou would actually put the mirror away.
"What do you mean?" Seeing how Immortal Zhou was looking at him with a strange smile, Bai Mu asked somewhat irritably.