Li Yundong was fascinated by what Ziyuan said. He couldn't help thinking of what Su Chan had said to himself before: when your practice is successful, we will travel around the world and enjoy mountains and rivers together!

What a beautiful day!

Su Chan worried and took Li Yundong's arm. For fear that he had made up his mind to build a foundation to find his own death, she begged bitterly: "Yundong, we can live happily together without building a foundation. We can hide in a place where no one can find it."

Li Yundong suddenly smiled and said, "then I will be a virgin all my life, and you will be a virgin all your life?"

Su Chan couldn't help but feel red in her ears. The sadness in her heart was teased by Li Yundong and dissipated a lot. She said angrily, "hate, what are you talking about!"

She only saw the peerless beauty such as Ziyuan in her heart, and couldn't help sighing: it's a goblin I still feel pity for. No wonder Li Yundong is so obsessed with her!

Ziyuan took pity on the true feelings of the two people and couldn't help saying, "as long as you don't build a foundation, at least you can live your next life in peace, but don't think about practice in your life!"

Su Chan's heart tightened, took Li Yundong's arm and advised: "Yundong, let's not build a foundation, OK? I'm afraid you'll succeed in building a foundation..."

Before she finished, she suddenly heard a cold voice humming, "people of Zhengyi religion really only have bad ideas. They still don't make progress for so many years!"

They were stunned and looked in the direction of the sound, but they saw a three foot Qingfeng sword with a faint white light flying across the sky. On the sword stood a cool and beautiful woman with graceful figure, long hair over the waist and floating skirt corners.

As soon as Ziyuan saw the woman, she was shocked and whispered involuntarily, "the three foot sword edge is cold, and the half Zhang hair is green. She has romantic bones and lingering heart for several generations."

Ruan Hongling stared at the cold and gorgeous woman in front of her and said, "Sword Fairy?" then she turned her head and asked Ziyuan, "sister Ziyuan, what are you talking about?"

Ziyuan looked at the woman with her eyes fixed. Her eyes became very quiet and sad: "do you remember a line of poetry carved by master with a sword on the wind dust stone?"

Ruan Hongling stared and said, "you, you mean?"

Ziyuan's eyes fell on the long sword at the woman's feet. She sighed faintly: "don't you think this sword is familiar?"

Ruan Hongling stared at the sword for a while and suddenly shouted, "this is the eight wastelands!! this is the master's sword!! how can it be in her hand!! is she..."

Ziyuan and Ruan Hongling stared at the woman tightly. For a moment, they seemed to see an incredible person, shocked and speechless.

The woman didn't look at them, but her eyes flashed by. It seemed that she didn't pay attention to them at all. Instead, she just looked at Li Yundong seriously and looked at Su Chan severely.