It had been thousands of years since Chen Yuan had rushed into the depths of the chaos in the 33 Heavens.
During these thousands of years, Zi Xia, Goddess Nvywa, Houtu, Xuan Ming, and the others had all been waiting for the return of that figure.
Although they had only known Chen Yuan Cai for a few thousand years, Chen Yuan's voice and smile had long been imprinted in the minds of the four little girls.
It was Chen Yuan's appearance and actions, not the dignified and handsome appearance of a Saint.
This was because Chen Yuan had never acted like a saint when interacting with them. He was like a big brother, allowing the girls to release their nature. His deep knowledge and humorous attitude satisfied these girls 'yearning for everything.
Although it was a little unreliable sometimes and he always liked to let them wear some strange Daoist robes, the Daoist robes that Chen Yuan used were all supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasures. In the end, they also felt that they looked much better in those Daoist robes.
In addition, Chen Yuan would also play some very interesting games with them, making their lives more colorful than cultivation.
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In the 100th year since Chen Yuan's master was gone, she missed him!
In the 200th year since Chen Yuan's master was gone, he missed him.
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In the thousandth year since Chen Yuan's master was gone, he missed him, missed him!
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Somewhere on a smooth stone wall of Mount Buzhou, Zi Xia was holding the Purple Green Treasure Sword. She was dancing in front of the stone wall and performing a mysterious sword technique.
Countless rocks flew away. After the sword light passed, a new message was imprinted on the stone wall. As far as the eye could see, the entire stone wall was filled with the words 'I miss you'.
This was Zi Xia venting the pain of missing her master.
She would always remember the image of her master in the East Sea, who stepped on the seven-colored auspicious clouds and created a hundred million feet abyss with a flip of his hand to save her from water and fire. She would never forget it in her life.
Later on, her master brought her to Mount Buzhou and bestowed her with supreme talent again, opening up a path to heaven for her.
In the midst of the heavenly tribulation, his master lightly shouted out the tribulation clouds.
Before the sermon, she gave her family a special meal.
After preaching, he was afraid that he would be depressed, so he even found three sisters to accompany him.
Was there such a good master in the world?
Therefore, the moment she felt the might of the Sage and saw her master escape into the Chaos to fight Hongjun, Zi Xia prayed almost every moment.
Although she felt that her master was powerful enough, she was still worried. She was worried every moment. She didn't know how she had survived these thousands of years. It really felt extremely long.
"Senior Sister, when do you think Master will return?”
Seeing Zi Xia standing on the jade wall, the youngest Houtu looked up and asked Goddess Nvywa.
Hearing this, Nuwa put down the soil that was about to form in her hand and raised her head. She said on a whim,"Soon, Houtu. Don't forget the task Master gave you. If he comes back and sees that you haven't finished your homework, be careful not to spank your butt.”
Houtu stuck out her pink tongue cutely.""Ruthless, Senior Sister, you can't scare me. Master dotes on me the most. He won't spank my butt! Moreover, my clock model is almost complete!”
Houtu took out a clock clay sculpture and proudly showed it off.
"As for you, Senior Sister, Master originally asked you to follow this double-spiral soil model and mold the double-spiral structure. "But you're good. You went to pinch Master's image and even made Master so ugly. Hehe, when Master comes back, he will definitely punish you to get him some foot-washing water.”
As Houtu spoke, she snatched the clay sculpture from Nvywa's hand." Haha, Senior Sister, I want to show this to Master."”
"Ya, Houtu, give that back to me!”Nuwa's pretty face flushed red as she hurriedly chased after Houtu.
" Haha, Senior Sister, you can't catch me, you can't catch me…"
Houtu smiled and let Nvywa chase after her. The two girls chased each other on Mount Buzhou.
On a certain mountain peak, an intellectual and quiet woman happened to fill this playful painting.
She was a Mysterious Underworld being and preferred peace and quiet. Chen Yuan then taught her the art of painting. After thousands of years of practice, her painting skills had reached perfection. Similarly, she recorded the scenes of the Witch and Demon War in the past thousands of years, forming a thick history of the Witch and Demon War.
However, there was a picture album that was even thicker than the history of the Witch and Demon Conquest. It was a portrait of a certain Taoist Chen.
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As time passed, the girls were still living their lives in Buzhou Mountain.
On this day, a voice sounded in the ears of countless living beings in the Primordial Land.
"I am Hongjun. Ten thousand years have passed. I will preach the Dao for the second time in Zixiao Palace a thousand years later.”
Sage Hongjun's words spread throughout the entire Untainted Land. After hearing this information, countless creatures looked in the direction of Mount Buzhou.
Obviously, they wanted to hear Sage Chen Yuan's sermon more than Hongjun's.
After all, Chen Yuan's lecture in the previous class had created a Quasi-Sage. What kind of changes would the second lecture bring?
"Chen Yuan and I will preach at Mount Buzhou behind the Purple Cloud Palace. All living beings of the Untainted Land can come if they are fated.”
Sure enough, after Hongjun transmitted his voice to the Untainted Land, Sage Chen Yuan's voice resounded again. However, there seemed to be some slight changes in the message this time.
Sage Chen Yuan was actually willing to preach after the Purple Cloud Palace?!
Could it be that Chen Yuan was the one who suffered a loss in the chaotic battle between the two Sages thousands of years ago? Impossible!
At this moment, countless living beings had all kinds of thoughts and guesses.
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Buzhou Mountain was the boat of fortune.
"Master, why are you only back now?”
As soon as Chen Yuan appeared, Zi Xia was the first to rush over and hug him in an instant.
Then, Nuwa, Houtu, and Xuan Ming appeared in front of him one after another. Looking at his face, they were all quite excited. They also looked at the unscrupulous Zi Xia with envy and desire.
"Hehe, I wasted some time in the chaos.”
Chen Yuan smiled and looked at the ladies apologetically,"Master was wrong this time. Master made you worry. Master accepts the punishment.”
"Then we'll punish Master to make us a good braised pork!”
Zi Xia stood up and said impolitely with her small mouth curled up.
"Okay, okay, no problem."
Chen Yuan swept his gaze over the girls and smiled." It's just nice to have this meal. Master will take you to the Purple Cloud Palace to take a look. How about that?"”
"Go to the Purple Cloud Palace?"
Only now did the girls recall Chen Yuan's voice transmission. They couldn't help but ask curiously,"Master, what happened between you and Saint Hongjun in the Chaos?”
"Hehe, Buddha said, can't say, can't say.”
Chen Yuan smiled mysteriously. After that, no matter how the girls pestered him, he kept his mouth shut. There were some things that would be meaningless if they were said earlier.
PS: Do you need a girl beside the pig trotters? Please give your opinion, lest you say that the main character is wretched.
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