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"Ancestor."

Yudie came to the side and looked at Bu Qingyun carefully.

Bu Qingyun withdrew his gaze and was filled with emotion.

At the beginning, as one of the three sects in Xichuan, Jingyun Mountain was such a beautiful place, but it was unexpected that now it has fallen into this state, and even the ancestral graves have been damaged.

"Senior Bu, I have already found someone to help repair it. I believe they will arrive soon. At that time, I will let them work hard to restore this place to its original state." Chen Muyu said from the side.

Bu Qingyun let out a long sigh, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed several times to the tomb of his ancestor in front of him.

Yu Die and other disciples also knelt in a row.

He stood up and stood for a long time.

Bu Qingyun reached out and patted Chen Muyu's shoulder, then led the disciples to the front mountain.

It should be regarded as a silent thanks.

…

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After a while, the people Wang Jianhong was looking for arrived. Peng Peng personally brought people there, dozens of people, and all kinds of things.

Without Chen Muyu's instructions, a group of people started working, mixing cement when it was time to do so, laying bricks when it was time to lay bricks, and collecting bones when it was time to collect them. For a while, the cemetery became lively.

To be honest, no one without any psychological quality would really dare to do this kind of work. Even Chen Muyu was somewhat resistant to it.

Since you can't do it yourself, let others do it.

After giving Peng Peng a few brief instructions and asking him to supervise the work here, Chen Muyu also went to the front mountain.

…

In front of the mountain, there is Jingyun Temple.

It was already night, so Chen Muyu was in no hurry to leave because Bu Qingyun was there.

"Senior, what are your future plans?" Chen Muyu asked in the yard.

Bu Qingyun sat on a wicker chair and looked at the stars in the sky.

The sky is clear tonight. Although the moon is not round, there are many stars.

"The sky outside is indeed wider." Bu Qingyun didn't seem to be answering Chen Muyu's words, but he seemed to be answering Chen Muyu's words.

Chen Muyu tasted it for a while, "Senior, do you want to go out?"

Bu Qingyun sighed, "Now, Qingyue is the owner of Jingyun Temple. Respect her opinion. I don't want to break their lives, but I can't bear to see Jingyun Mountain decline. Back then, Xichuan San How majestic and majestic the faction is..."

Chen Muyu gave a bitter smile, "Senior, I'm afraid you don't know that among the three sects of Xichuan, not only the Jingyun Mountain sect has declined, but the other two sects have also not suffered badly. Qingshen Mountain and Shao'e Mountain were also in decline last year. It’s worthy of the birth of a Yuanshen realm monk.”

Bu Qingyun couldn't laugh or cry, "It's no wonder that they, modern people, pursue different things, and rarely have the heart to pursue the Tao. Unlike our time, they could be single-minded and devoted to cultivation..."

Speaking of this, Bu Qingyun sighed with emotion, maybe this is the generation gap.

"Actually, if you, the three sects of Xichuan, are in charge, I believe that the Xichuan martial arts community in China will definitely account for half of the martial arts community in China." Chen Muyu said.

Bu Qingyun waved his hand, not denying Chen Muyu's words, but not affirming them either. He just smiled.

Maybe he was laughing at Chen Muyu for knowing so little.

"Previously, Qingyue suggested that I accept you as my disciple."

Bu Qingyun suddenly changed his tone and looked at Chen Muyu with a very casual tone.

Chen Muyu was a little surprised, and then he laughed dryly, "Senior Qingyue, you are really kind to me..."

Bu Qingyun shook his head and said, "But I rejected it."

"Uh!" Chen Muyu hesitated.

"It's not that you're bad."

Bu Qingyun then said, "But I think that maybe what you need is not a master."

"Oh? Senior, do you understand me so well?" Chen Muyu was a little surprised.

Bu Qingyun smiled, "I said before that you have a certain arrogance in you. Even if I want to accept you as my disciple, you may not agree, and..."

"And what?" Chen Muyu asked.

Bu Qingyun said, "Moreover, in this martial arts world, seniority is very important. Qingyue is my grandson. If I accept you as a disciple, wouldn't Qingyue have to call you uncle?"

"Uh, haha." Chen Muyu's face trembled.

In fact, no matter what age it is now, does Chen Muyu really doubt that anyone still values ​​these things?

"Don't take it personally."

Bu Qingyun shook his head, "Qingyue may not care, the disciples of Jingyun Mountain may not care, and you may not care either, but others do."

"If you become my disciple, I am afraid that most of the senior masters in the Xichuan Three Sects, and even the entire domestic martial arts world, will become your juniors, and they will inevitably become the target of criticism. You At this age, it’s time to bury your head in the soil and be your happy self, being high-profile will only hurt you.”

…

After listening to Bu Qingyun's explanation, Chen Muyu seemed to realize something. Some people can think of the so-called "peers look down on each other", but some people will inevitably feel angry. Why are you, a young boy, higher in seniority than us old antiques?

To be honest, Chen Muyu doesn't want to be in such trouble, nor does he want to be at the forefront of the storm. For him, it is best to immerse himself in being a happy self and develop in a wretched way.

Moreover, Bu Qingyun was right, Chen Muyu really had never thought about whom he wanted to be his disciple.

"What do you think?" Bu Qingyun looked at Chen Muyu and finally asked Chen Muyu for his opinion.

In fact, what he said is very simple. I have already told you the problem. If you really want to worship me as your teacher, as long as you think about it, you will definitely be able to bear all these troubles. As long as you open your mouth, I can also accept you as my disciple.

After all, you are kind to Jingyun Mountain, which I can still do, and your qualifications are also good, so you can be considered a talent.

Chen Muyu smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior. You have considered it very carefully. I really have no intention of becoming a disciple now, and..."

"And what?" Bu Qingyun asked.

Chen Muyu said, "Being a disciple is nothing more than finding a supporter for myself. I think that even if I don't become a disciple, if I ask you for help in the future, I'm sure you won't be stingy in helping me."

Bu Qingyun smiled and waved his hand, "That's not necessarily the case. If you do something that violates laws and disciplines and is harmful to nature, can I still help you? I'm afraid I will have to kill you first."

"It's harmful to nature, but that's not the case."

Chen Muyu laughed dryly. He said this just to put it here, so that if Bu Qingyun is found in the future, it will not be embarrassing.

Unexpectedly, Bu Qingyun was also an old man, so he just ignored it casually.

"Actually, there is another reason why I don't want to become a disciple."

Chen Muyu sat next to Bu Qingyun and shook the wicker chair, "Because I think it won't be long before I can reach your senior level, and maybe even surpass it. By then, the master will be inferior to the apprentice. Wouldn't it be embarrassing? ?”