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"He is from the Fengyan Twin Spirit Clan, so his father..."

"It must be the spirit clan, probably the Yanling clan, so I just found the difference between Ah Zhuo's father and Brother Kong." The two walked into the room together, put Han Zhuo on the couch, and tucked the quilt for him, " It seems that the purpose of the Yi Cult is the spirit race. Killing the spirit race, for what? Spiritual power? Then the secret arts passed down in the rivers and lakes, could it be that it refers to spiritual power?"

"Spiritual power... Maybe they want to hunt people from the Five Spirit Race, and make all five kinds of spiritual power into something like that kind of fire? This is the first time I have heard that spiritual power can be captured so arrogantly, so heaven-defying usage of."

"This is not the only thing that the doctors of the Yi Sect have done against the heavens in the Poison Gu Cave these years."

"However, now that we understand their purpose, we will be more prepared for future events." Taking He Kunjin's hand on his lap, he turned his head to look at the unconscious Han Zhuo, "Then this martial arts conference, Could it be that Yijiao..."

"Deliberately spreading the fact that the winner will get the secret technique, the Yi teacher must be planning something."

……

The white mist dissipated in an instant, the picture stopped abruptly, and the room fell into a strange silence for an instant.

"With the intervention of the Yi Sect, there must be a lot of ups and downs hidden in this martial arts conference. That's it. Even if there is a danger of death, Ah Zhuo, do you still decide to participate?" Seriously asked the boy sitting on the bed Son.

"……Yes."

"Do you know the real reason why you insist on participating? Maybe you can see through your heart, and you can guarantee that you will not regret your reckless impulse at this time in the future? Whether you participate or not, the people behind all this will be eradicated. It is your master and my purpose, so if it is just to avenge your father, you don't have to stir up this troubled water yourself..."

"I won't regret it," interrupted the master, "I...I didn't attend the meeting...for revenge. I just...wanted to make myself stronger. If I was stronger, Dad would... "

"How can it be possible to become stronger in a day or two? Especially before you have crossed the hurdle in your heart?" Shaking his head, "Are you from the Fengyan Twin Spirit Race?"

"...Yes." Some didn't quite understand why Master suddenly changed the subject, and looked up into Master's eyes, "Master, you and Master... and Ah... Rong..."

"Rong'er and I belong to the Phantom Spirit Tribe, and your teacher's wife is from the Cold Spirit Tribe."

"But Master, His Royal Highness King Ji and Princess Lianhua...How is it possible for the current Holy Majesty..."

"Living in this world, everyone will experience some painful things for a lifetime, and everyone will have some secrets that cannot be known, right?" Han Zhuo cut off the question, "There are thousands of people who have experienced the most painful and painful things in the world. Tens of thousands, and among the thousands, there are divided into those who have crossed and those who have not crossed; those who have crossed over have stepped out of the past and seen the future clearly, while those who have not crossed over have never crossed over from the beginning to the end. They all looked down at themselves. These two types of people, I don't know which type you want to be, Ah Zhuo?"

"Master, I..." I turned my head away, not daring to answer He Kunjin's words directly, "It's ironic to say that our Han family has passed down the lesson from my grandfather's generation that we must keep things about having spiritual power a secret , swear not to accept disciples, and swear not to use spiritual power until it is absolutely necessary. But no matter how the lessons passed down by grandpa have penetrated into the hearts of my father and me, my father still cannot avoid being killed for possessing spiritual power Destiny... Grandpa took in an apprentice with a wicked heart, because that apprentice violated the rules of the spirit clan and used his spiritual power to do many, many outrageous things, so that grandpa was implicated and died in the end... But Dad Dad, he didn't do anything... and why... Master, Zhuo'er can't figure it out, and if he can't figure it out, how can he get over it? Zhuo'er feels pain in his heart... If I were stronger... I would have found out earlier ..."

"I used to be like you," He Kunjin took a deep breath, "I dug the bottomless abyss for myself day and night, sinking myself into it bit by bit, being swallowed by the past, eaten away by pain, Self-blame, regret, anger, grief... The darkness seems to have no head forever, and I am the only living thing in the darkness. But one day, I was awakened, and I opened my eyes suddenly, and found that I had sunk myself in The past is tantamount to giving up the future; and the days and nights I spent so absurdly are tormenting the people around me day and night. So I regret it, I have sorry for those who have passed away, Do I still have to continue to feel sorry for those who truly live by my side and care about me?"

"Ah Zhuo, remember, you are not the only one who is hurting and hurting in this world, and you are not the only one left in your world. Move your eyes that are staring down at yourself, and look up at the surroundings. How can you be a good person? If you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it. Everything in the world, how can everything make sense? The past is over, and the dead are dead. How can you let yourself be tortured with self-blame? Rest in peace for your father? How can you reassure those who live by your side if you are so stagnant and oppressing yourself?"

"That's all for me, think about it yourself, and rest when you're tired." He patted Han Zhuo on the shoulder, "As for practicing swords, I hope you can restrain yourself in the past few days. There aren't many woods left for you to burn." Turn around and go out.

The moment he stepped over the threshold, He Kunjin seemed to hear a very soft "thank you".

Chapter 47 The General Assembly

After the night when Han Zhuo lost control of his spiritual power, everything seemed to have regained its superficial calm.Han Zhuo, who had been depressed for a few days because of his loss of control and Master's words, seemed to become much more cheerful after being bored in the room for a few days with A Yu's company.And A Yu, that is, He Rong, after that, often made He Kunjin unable to find her figure, entangled with Han Zhuo every day.Seeing that these two people of similar age got along very well, He Kunjin went with them.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the martial arts conference came before us.As in previous years, Liu Yanxue attended the meeting on behalf of Xueminggu as usual, and brought the people from Xueminggu to take charge of the healing matters of the meeting.As for He Kunjin, because the suzerain Chaojing went to nowhere, he took on the task of leading the disciples of Jianzong who participated in this conference. People are familiar.

The disciples of Jianzong couldn't say they were not curious about this young lord who was elusive, but after a few days of getting along, their curiosity was attracted by the relationship between their young lord and the young master of Xueming Valley go.No, their mysterious young master came to the courtyard where everyone in Xueminggu lived in the clubhouse again. I don't know if he didn't know the room of the young master Xueminggu or what, but he was stunned. Standing in the courtyard, staring blankly at the rows of rooms, he stopped.

The door opened, and Liu Yanxue came gently to the dazed person, she took the hot hand of the other person, and pulled her into her room without saying a word.She closed the door lightly, and pulled He Kunjin to sit together on the not-so-spacious couch.

"Qing'er is in a daze in this yard again, but still thinking about the foretold dream?" Putting the man's hands together in his palm, "This villa where the martial arts conference is held is really Qing'er's dream The one that was burned into ruins? And Qing'er really dreamed of me in the room in the courtyard where I live now?"

"Should... that's right." She lowered her head deeply, looking at the hands that clasped her.

"...How many times has Qing'er dreamed of that dream so far?"

"Counting from the first time on the wedding day, there should have been seven times..." He held the hand on the back of his hand and squeezed it tightly, "The fifth time I dreamed of you clearly, Yan'er, and after that ..."