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3Meng Xiaoyao laughed and said, "It's just like you, if you only want to cultivate, then it's too boring. Naturally, you have to change your mood from time to time."    4

    

"Is that so?" Yu Xuening was suddenly in front of Meng Xiaoyao, her beautiful eyes were staring closely at the man's chin and face. She said, "Then is this ugly look of yours for fun as well? And your voice? You wouldn't tell me that at this cultivation level, you will become a voice old man after 50,000 years, right?"    

    

Meng Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, he shook his head and said with emotion, "If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten. My appearance and voice were actually changed four thousand years ago when I accepted my two disciples."    

    

"Is it just because of those two little fellows outside? Why?" Yu Xuening asked curiously.    

    

Meng Xiaoyao walked to a wooden table at the side, poured a cup of island herbal tea for Yu Xuening, handed it to the woman, and said, "It's a funny thing, I'll tell you from the beginning, you might be interested."    

    

That was four thousand years ago, when China was in the midst of a split between different tribes.    

    

According to the legends within the clan, the leaders of these tribes would bestow upon themselves the titles of the Flame Emperor and Yellow Emperor among the Ancient Immortals. They would let the people within the tribe believe that they were destined by the heavens.    

    

In addition, many of the descendants of cultivators had participated in the war and were worshiped by the leaders. They seemed to be lawless, causing chaos in the heavens and in the earth.    

    

I've seen a few Chinese descendants suffer from the floods and wars. If this goes on, 99% of them will perish before I even meet a suitable inheritor.    

    

Thus, I thought that I could first find two disciples to help me take care of the world and then control these cultivators to separate them from the world.    

    

After all, I had been preoccupied with these trivial matters for more than forty-five thousand years, and I was tired of them.    

    

I observed for a few years before deciding on these two disciples of mine, Yuan Su and Xue Mei, not only because of their roots and intelligence, but also because of their integrity.    

    

However, when I wanted to take them in, they didn't believe that I could become their master because I was too young. They claimed that even if they wanted to take me in as their master, they would still go and take in 'experts' who had hundreds of years of cultivation but looked like old men.    

    

I didn't think it would turn out like this. I had no choice but to lie to them. I purposely let myself be young, but in reality, I am already very old.    

    

"As a result, I transformed into my current appearance, and my voice also became that of an old man …"    

    

Yu Xuening giggled sweetly, as if she could imagine Meng Xiaoyao's embarrassment at that time. She looked around and asked, "Now that I'm back, do you want your disciple to see you like this, or listen to me and turn back into that hateful appearance?"    

    

Right after he finished speaking, Meng Xiaoyao's face instantly changed back into a handsome white face. His hair also turned black. He looked calm and weak, but his eyes were like the stars in the sky.    

    

When he spoke again, it was already the young man's magnetic voice.    

    

"Even though you said that this appearance is annoying, I still have to listen to you."    

    

Yu Xuening looked deeply at him and gave a shallow smile. "That's more like it. Alright, let's continue. What happened after that?"    

    

"Later on …" Meng Xiaoyao recalled and said, "After I accepted them as my disciples, it didn't take me many years to make them into the top experts at that time. Those cultivators that roamed the mortal world are no longer their match.    

    

I told them to choose a leader who called himself the Yellow Emperor to assist him because his internal affairs were the most outstanding. He helped the Yellow Emperor unite China and finally ended an era of war and chaos.    

    

You don't know, my disciples were called Guang Chengzi and Nvba at the time. Nowadays, the people also have their own legends about them.    

    

Since then, they have replaced me to guard the illusions, the Demon God's Great Formation and the monarchs that have supported them throughout the generations. They are not helping the monarchs in any way, just that they do not allow cultivators to have too great of an influence in the secular world. "    

    

Yu Xuening heard this and seemed to find it interesting, so she asked about the past. Although she occasionally heard some things in the illusion world, it was not as clear as what Meng Xiaoyao had said.    

    

The two of them chatted for a while and seemed to be in a relaxed mood. They were no longer as emotional as they were just now.    

    

This was not because the two of them had truly calmed down. It was just that, at their level, they both understood each other's thoughts, so there was no point in arguing. They might as well try their best to be on good terms with each other.    

    

Fifty thousand years had passed, yet everything had changed. Everything in the past had changed, and it was difficult to comprehend.    

    

The only thing that didn't change was that both of them could feel that each other's hearts had their own special position. That was enough.    

    

They were not ordinary lovers. They loved each other passionately, hated each other, and loved each other to the point of collapse.    

    

Perhaps it was the most suitable time for the two of them to reunite after such a long time together that they were chatting casually.    

    

During the day and night, the two people in the wooden house could not finish their conversation.    

    

Yang Yuanshu and Li Xuemei did not dare to enter the room, as they were afraid of disturbing them. They were waiting outside. In fact, they were very surprised that their usually quiet teacher could talk for such a long time.    

    

In reality, Meng Xiaoyao was not the only one who talked a lot. It was just like how adults could not chat with children. In Meng Xiaoyao's eyes, only people like Yu Xuening could freely chat with him on the same level as him.    

    

They waited until noon the next day. Without waiting for the two to come out, they saw someone running from the bottom of the island.    

    

Yang Yuanshu and Li Xuemei saw that the dark, bearded, robust Indian man was the second son of the Indian chief on the island, Eriksson.    

    

The Indians here had always treated Master Meng Xiaoyao and the other two as kind doctors. They were on good terms with each other, especially with the family of the patriarch.    

    

"Eriksson, what's the matter?" Yang Yuan asked curiously in English when he saw that Eriksson was running so hard that he seemed to be out of breath.    

    

"Doctor Yang, this is bad, quickly take a boat from the port to the southwest of the island! There's a European army coming from the island. Those people are going to turn the island into their base!    

    

My father and the elders are currently negotiating with them, but I'm afraid that they won't be able to hold on for long. If they start robbing and killing us, we must fight them to the bloody end, but you all shouldn't die here! "    

    

Yang Yuanshu and Li Xuemei looked at each other and sent out their soul consciousness to investigate. They found that there were indeed several warships in the north. It was just that they hadn't paid much attention to it previously, so they didn't notice it.    

    

Apparently, the island in the tropics was also Jamaica's territory, and Jamaica was unable to protect it. At such a critical time, it was normal for some European troops to be ordered to seize the last safe haven of humanity.    

    

The whole world is in chaos. Who cares about the lives of Indians on a small island like you?    

    

It was conceivable that if the two sides started fighting, the Indians on the island would only be left with a few dozen guns and some farm equipment. They were the fate of being completely slaughtered.    

    

The two of them frowned. They didn't know what to do. It was mainly because Meng Xiaoyao and Yu Xuening hadn't come out yet.    

    

Right at this moment, the two of them came out of the wooden house. Both of them were still smiling, and they seemed to be chatting quite well. The resentment in Yu Xuening's eyes had also dissipated quite a bit.    

    

However, Yang and Li, upon seeing Meng Xiaoyao suddenly turn into a young man in his early twenties, immediately thought that this was his master's true appearance, which was why they were not shocked.    

    

But as an ordinary person, Ericsson was scared silly. How could two strange strangers walk out?    

    

"Master, senior." Yang Yuanshu and Li Xuemei respectfully lowered their heads.    

    

Without waiting for the two to explain, Meng Xiaoyao nodded and looked at the harbor to the north, "We heard it all …"    

    

"Master, should we help them? I promise that I won't let the people on the island find out that I'm the one who did it." Yang Yuannan purposely spoke Mandarin. He had already planned to sink these European troops into the sea without anyone noticing.    

    

However, Meng Xiaoyao said, "There's no need. Since Erikus wants us to leave, then let's go."    

    

"Huh?" Yang Yuannan and Li Xuemei were both stunned. Although the Indian life and death situation was small, these people had been friends with them for more than ten years, and were different from those in other places.