About a year later, when Xie Ziyou opened his eyes one morning, he saw the System perched on the window frame.

Dawn landed on the back of the little bee. Its thin wings were almost transparent, and the golden patterns on its back were as gorgeous as melted honey. The System's wings trembled slightly, and the voice that entered Xie Ziyou's mind was very serious. It whispered, "You."

Xie Ziyou's heart skipped a beat.

"Is … the mission over?"

He forced a smile and said a few words. His heart sank as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss. He was alone and helpless, and there was only boundless darkness in front of him.

The chilly morning wind blew through the curtains and lingered around him. It was bone-piercing cold.

That's right, it's about time.

He had neglected his duties during this period of time. He spent every day growing grass on Misty Peak. His points were like stagnant water, and he did not earn a single coin.

Even though he wished he could split every day in half, a year was still too short.

Xie Ziyou's eyes drooped slightly. His fingers subconsciously clenched the red brocade quilt under him. The fine satin material was still brand new, and it was no different from the day of his wedding.

From now on … he was afraid that things would remain the same, but people would change.

Xie Ziyou closed his eyes and raised his chin slightly. His amber eyes were watery, and his voice trembled slightly. "How much longer can I stay?"

Is it enough for me … to say goodbye to him?

The System was silent for a long time.

Then, a burst of cheerful laughter suddenly erupted in Xie Ziyou's mind.

Xie Ziyou, "…?"

"Hahaha …" The System laughed heartily and said softly, "You you, don't be angry. No wonder Xie Ziyou likes to tease you … Hahaha, it's really interesting."

Xie Ziyou was speechless.

"I don't think it's interesting." He clenched his teeth and breathed heavily. "What's the matter? Tell me!"

"You you, I have to say goodbye to you again." The System said reluctantly, "I'm going to take a vacation."

Vacation?

Xie Ziyou thought blankly. Why take a vacation?

"I find it strange too."

The System sighed. "A colleague came all the way here to inform me that the company is giving me annual leave, so I'll take the host along with me …"

This was simply nonsense.

They worked as systems. Completing a task would take them ten or even a hundred years. Where would they get annual leave from?

The Epoch Break was more like it.

Although the system number 011 wasn't big, it wasn't a newbie either. In its thousands of years of system life, it had never heard of such a precedent.

In its impression, whenever the system took a vacation, it was basically because the host had redeemed the time to stay.

011 was skeptical. He was afraid that Xie Ziyou would be surprised and then disappointed, so he didn't tell Xie Ziyou.

But today, it received an official notice from the headquarters. It was written in black and white with golden patterns. On it was written in beautiful handwriting: 100 years of leave. Arrange your own free time.

The System was confused. It blankly accepted the notification and stuffed it into its own little space.

Even though he didn't know what was going on, but thinking about it … it should be a good thing?

…

When the System left, Xie Ziyou stood outside the door, leaning against the tall bluestone behind him. He couldn't help but smile, his peach blossom eyes forming beautiful crescents.

The newly sprouted willow branches fluttered in the wind. The thin leaves were delicate and fresh green, fluffy and fluffy. It was spring.

The System smiled bitterly. "You, I know you're very happy to be able to stay here for a hundred years, but I'm leaving soon … You should at least pretend to be sad."

Xie Ziyou's eyebrows were curved, and his voice was filled with unconcealable lightness. He smiled and said, "I'm sad. I'm so sad that my nose is sore."

"… Aren't you crying tears of joy?"

"… Aiya, that's about it!

Anyway, all of you, you have to take care of yourself for a hundred years outside. "

The System shook its head helplessly.

The bee flapped its wings and flew from the willow branch to the sky. With a flash of golden light, it escaped into the void.

Xie Ziyou watched the light disappear into the horizon. He clasped his hands together and silently gave his blessings in his heart.

At this moment, Xie Heng had just returned from his sword practice. He stood on the mountain path from afar and saw Xie Ziyou's rosy cheeks and high-spirited appearance.

His heart warmed. He took a shortcut and climbed up the smooth mountain rocks. He landed lightly beside Xie Ziyou.

"You're in a good mood today?" He smiled. "Is there any good news?"

Xie Ziyou glanced at him and raised the corner of his eyes. "Why, must there be good news for me to be happy?"

"That's not the case." Xie Heng said.

His gaze was as gentle as water. It swept across Xie Ziyou's eyebrows inch by inch, outlining the familiar outline of her eyes.

As the person who slept beside Xie Ziyou, he was the most sensitive to the changes in her body.

Although the time they spent together was sweet, it always made Xie Heng feel uneasy. It was as if this period of time was stolen and one day, it would be exposed and he would have to pay back double.

He could sense that Xie Ziyou was feeling the same uneasiness, but the two of them did not mention it. They covered each other with a thick layer of cellophane and pretended to be at peace.

But it was different now.

It was as if something had settled down and landed firmly on the ground. A faint and sweet aroma of grass and wood filled the air.

He did not know what happened, but …

"It is indeed worth being happy."

Xie Heng stepped forward and hugged Xie Ziyou's slender waist from behind. He rested his chin on his lover's shoulder. Xie Ziyou's silky black hair swept across his neck, tickling him slightly.

The person in his arms struggled a few times, but it was to no avail. He even grabbed her wrist and hugged her in front of him.

The blue sky was clear and fluffy. Xie Heng looked down lazily, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

— — The greatest joy in the world is just you and me leaning against each other, walking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, watching the summer wind and winter snow, and the autumn moon and spring flowers together.

Her eyes were picturesque, and she lived up to her youth.

…

In the distant void, a bright golden stream of light brushed past many small worlds and flew straight to a giant tree in the middle.

The giant tree blotted out the sky and covered the sun. Its roots were intertwined, and its dense branches and leaves extended into the endless void, emitting a lustrous light. Countless streams of light flew around the branches like dancing fireflies.

011 had just stepped into the shade of the tree when he was stopped by another stream of light.

The stream of light glowed with a flame-like orange color. It laughed and said, "See, I was right!"

011 glanced at it and responded softly. He turned and flew toward a thick branch.

The stream of light drew an arc and stopped him again. "Don't be in such a hurry. Tell me, how do you plan to spend the next 100 years?"

"However," 011 said helplessly, "Don't give me any more bad ideas. I won't go to the small world again."

"How can it be a bad idea?" the red stream of light said unhappily. "I think you go too little.

This kind of thing is new to you the first time, but you get used to it the second time. Come, follow me. I'll introduce you to a good place! "

"Don't pull me, I'm not going."

"Aiya, let's go!

This time will definitely be different from last time. Speaking of which, are you still not willing to tell me what happened in the small world last time? "

The stream of light clustered around the bend, drawing a beautiful arc in the void. The laughter gradually drifted away, leaving only a melodious sigh scattered in the sky full of fluorescent light.

…

Time flew by like a shuttle.

The willow leaves turned green and fell, and new branches grew every year. 20 years passed in the blink of an eye.

It was early spring again. Thick clouds and mist rose on the mountain. Xie Ziyou felt a little stuffy, so he ran down Misty Peak and strolled around in boredom.

It was not the first time he had wandered around the sect, but today seemed to be particularly different. The outside of the mountain gate was packed with people. Young men and women in luxurious or simple clothes were rubbing shoulders as they crowded the narrow mountain path.

Xie Ziyou was a little curious. He pulled a disciple beside him and asked, "What are they doing?"

The disciple smiled and said, "Senior Martial Brother, you don't know?

Today is the Immortal Sect Assembly, which is held once every five years. Xuan Ling Sect is open to recruit outer disciples. These people are all here to participate in the assessment. "

Xie Ziyou understood immediately.

Misty Peak, where he lived, was located in the depths of Xuanling Sect. It was beautiful, quiet, and full of mystic energy. Ordinary outer disciples were not qualified to go there.

Unless there was a genius like Xie Heng's senior martial brother and sister, and the elders of the Upper Peak wanted to recruit him as a disciple, such a trivial matter like recruiting outer disciples would not bother them.

Out of curiosity, Xie Ziyou walked slowly along the mountain path.

He had learned a few spells from Pei Yunyin. At this time, he was casting spells with his hands. Mystic Qi shrouded his body like mist, vaguely covering his appearance. His aura was also reduced to the lowest level, so he did not attract attention.

The young boys and girls waiting outside the door were only in their teens. They were in their best years. Their eyes were as clear as morning dew, and their vigorous vitality could hardly be concealed. They gathered together in twos and threes, chatting in low voices. From time to time, they would let out a burst of crisp laughter.

Xie Ziyou brushed past them, and the cheerful laughter of a small sparrow entered their ears. Along with the warm breeze, the earth returned to spring, making people feel carefree.

Under the effect of the spell, the young boys and girls subconsciously ignored Xie Ziyou's existence and looked forward to their future. "Hey, who do you think will be lucky enough to enter the inner sect and be accepted as a direct disciple by the sect master and elders?"

"You think too much. It's not that simple.

I'd better behave. I'll be satisfied if I can be an outer disciple. "

"Have some ambition, will you?

Maybe we'll be one of those rare geniuses in the world. "

"If you say so … I'd like to serve tea to the sect master."

"The sect master is an old man!"

A clear and melodious voice, which sounded like a silver bell and carried the unique charm of a young girl, entered Xie Ziyou's ears. He was amused and could not help but chuckle secretly.

But in the next second, the young girl put her palms together, looked around with her beautiful eyes, and opened her red lips slightly —

"You don't understand. This year is the best opportunity."

"My cousin entered the sect five years ago and just returned home a few days ago.

He told me that there's a new elder in the sect whose surname is Xie. He doesn't have any disciples at the moment, and it's very likely that he'll accept disciples at this Immortal Sect Conference. "

"Elder Xie is young, but his cultivation is superb. He's quite accomplished in both the sword and the saber. The most important thing is … he's handsome and confident!"

Xie Ziyou, "!!!"

… What the f * ck?

He knew that Xie Heng had been promoted to an elder. After all, Xie Heng's cultivation had reached the peak of the seventh stage and could break through at any time. His combat strength was not bad, and he had Xie Tianwang's recommendation, so the sect master was happy to give him face.

But Xie Ziyou did not understand. After being promoted to an elder, Xie Heng would also … accept disciples?