After losing all his cultivation to save the world, Jian Xingzhi fell into a deep sleep for a hundred thousand years.
Once he wakes up after losing all his cultivation, how will he face the prosperous new world that no longer needs him?
The lovers who fought side by side in the past have been reincarnated with no memory, and have become the unmarried wives of the disciples.
How should he regain his old love and renew their relationship?
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Qin Yue, a hundred thousand years ago, was cunning and bold. She tilted her head and asked Jian Xingzhi: "Senior Brother Jian, why did you spend so much effort to get Master Gu to accept me as your disciple?"
Jian Xingzhi said with a straight face: "Have you mastered the sword technique I taught you yesterday?" After saying this, he couldn't help but form a sword in his palm and attack her.
Qin Yue took a breath, took a few steps back and stood firm, raised the sword in her hand to stop his oncoming attack.
After a few moves, she was defeated without any suspense.
"The bottom plate is empty, and the sword energy has no roots. Stand still today, and you are not allowed to eat for less than two hours."
Qin Yue looked at him with resentment and walked away obediently.
Jian Xingzhi looked at her back and remembered the similarity between his senior brother and asked: "Junior brother taught her himself anyway, why not accept her as his disciple? Why do you have to force the master to change his mind?"
He couldn't answer it then, and he couldn't answer it now either.
Jian Xingzhi showed a helpless smile behind her, like melting snow in spring.
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One hundred thousand years later, the two are strangers.
She was walking with her disciples and their husbands, and when she saw him she just said politely: "Master Yunyin."
The etiquette is thorough and impeccable.
Silence is the hand that Jian Xingzhi wants to stretch out but can only hold tightly in his sleeve.
Purpose: Love and self-growth
