Chuyan arrived at Wuyan City at dawn.

The sun is clear, bright and scattered on the wide and tidy streets.

Under the leadership of the Dao League Imperial Dao Army and the Imperial City Imperial Guard, Wuyan City restored order from the stormy waves overnight, and the streets were even cleaner than before.

But from the scarce passers-by, the faint smell of blood in the air, the renovated and rebuilt houses, the undecided panic on people's faces... we can all see what kind of hell this city has just experienced.

Survive from the underworld!

Chu Yan was sleeping for seven days in the blink of an eye and walked on the streets of Wuyan City, and suddenly felt unreal.

She only came to Wuyan City once every few years, and most of the people who knew her had been buried.

Walking on the street, I can't help but feel alone, and my heart is lonely and extremely heavy.

Come to the palace.

Outside the palace gate, Lin Bao greeted her.

While introducing her to what happened in the past few days, she took her to the harem to meet the emperor.

"Wuyan City was swallowed by Daming for six days, and there were so many cultivators in the underworld, and in the end, less than 10,000 people died?"

Chuyan was surprised to think that she had heard the number wrong.

Lin Bao added:

"Yes, there are 7,345 people in total. Among them, after General Xiao took charge of the Imperial Guard, only 117 people died in the city, most of which are old people."

Chu Yan was stunned for a long time and asked in surprise:

"All these are Xiao... Junior Brother alone? Didn't my master interfere?"

Lin Bao was stunned for a moment and said:

"What are you talking about about Master? "

Cough cough... I can't hide it anymore!

"You say that the master is the master."

"Elder Lingzhou said this is General Xiao's internship task, and she is only responsible for safety and inspection."

"oh."

Chu Yan thought to himself, why is this guy good at everything, and he is still concerned about the people? Could it be that the gods descended to earth, deliberately hiding their strength and experiencing life?

Come to the harem.

The emperor, the imperial concubine and the eunuchs of the palace maids and eunuchs were not awake after fainting because of the practice leader Chun Gong. They were resting and no one dared to wake up rashly.

Chu Yan found the emperor and took a look.

The soul has not suffered too much damage, and memory may be temporarily lost. It is possible to recover after a while, so there is no big problem.

So he patted his head and woke the emperor up.

"Headache……"

Jiang Wei woke up in a daze, feeling like she was about to become a god and suddenly got kicked off by someone.

When I looked up, I saw that it was a pretty girl, better than all the concubines in the harem.

"Emperor, why are you here?"

"What happened these days?"

"Where is the national teacher?"

Bang!

Chu Yan slapped him on the forehead.

"Idiot, I'm still the national teacher! I don't know if I've been exploited. If I hadn't sent my junior brother to save the people of Wuyan City, I don't know if you, the emperor, have been sold."

Jiang Wei was stunned.

"Junior brother... are you talking about General Xiao? Isn't that your master?"

Why do I remember this kind of thing clearly?

Chu Yan's eyes twitched slightly, and he looked around and said:

"Since everyone is fine, I'm back to the sect."

After Jiang Wei realized that Wuyan City was safe and sound, he suddenly stopped Chuyan.

He knew that the emperor's ancestors had special regrets and nostalgia for the palace. Otherwise, who would run to his parents' home every few years, and would send some elixirs back every few months and write letters to guide him in his practice.

"You haven't returned to the palace for almost ten years. The imperial kitchen is already preparing meals. It's rare to get together for a meal before leaving. I... I'll take you to see my children, so that one day I will leave and you won't be able to find your relatives when you go back to the palace."

When Chu Yan heard this, his heart was filled with conscience, his eyes flushed, and he almost wiped his tears.

But she is an elder and a cultivator, and she is not qualified to wipe tears in front of the younger generation of mortals.

“Okay.”

The emperor took her to see more than a dozen descendants.

The princes and princesses are all very cute, and most of them are not tall. The biggest one is almost adult, but unfortunately, their talent for cultivation is not as good as that of the next generation.

Chu Yan was a little regretful, and now he gave some pills to improve his talented bones.

At noon, just as the meal was about to start, the spring frog and autumn cicada happened to arrive, and then he had a free meal.

During the meal, Chuyan asked them.

"What is Xiao Ran doing?"

Spring Frog:

"Take a bath."

Autumn Cicada:

"meditation."

After dinner, Chu Yan was about to return to the sect.

As soon as I left the palace, I saw hundreds of people surrounding the bridge of the Hugong River, all of whom were carrying baskets.

There are bundles of chickens and ducks, some with eggs, some with crabs, some with snacks, and various specialties...

There are even calligraphy, paintings, wood carvings, one by one, stuffed them into Chu Yan's hands, and they wanted to bring them to General Xiao.

Spring frogs and autumn cicadas ask:

“Are there any candied haws?”

The crowd said:

"Yes, yes, little fairy, please wait, I'll buy it now."

at last.

The space ring was stuffed with gifts, and a big snakeskin bag was tied to the hilt of the sword.

The three of them returned with a full load and happily returned to Zhijian Peak.

Zhijian Peak.

At this time, Xiao Ran had already written the lost sword pattern of the broken sword and carved a set of bamboo cards for three people fighting the Netherworld, but the book was missing without material.

Chu Yan and the other two are back!

Isn't this the material?

"What are you drawing with a bamboo board?"

Seeing that Xiao Ran’s eyes were not right, Chu Yan hurriedly snatched the bamboo board in his hand.

When I took it, my face turned red in an instant, and I remembered the dream I had when I was in a coma.

Looking back carefully, those dreams were all strange things caused by some of the things she and Xiao Ran had messy things at the Chengjian Conference.

It shouldn't be!

Chu Yan hurriedly covered up his nervousness and pointed at Xiao Ran and said:

"Okay, you draw a picture of the erotic palace, I'll tell the master to go!"

Xiao Ran curled his lips and disagreed.

"The erotic pictures are like men and women and moves. I drew a woman and wore a few pieces of clothes. This is called a photo, not a erotic pictures."

"Photo?"

Chuyan doesn’t feel like a good word.

Xiao Ran said:

"There are also photos with stories and plots, which are called books. This is my work in the future when I practice my true nature."

Chu Yan asked in a panic:
To be continued...