Zhu He

After Jiaci finished speaking, Dong Qinghe flicked his sleeves lightly, and saw a rumble on the stacked stones, a row of waterfalls cascading down, engulfed by the rushing stream water and gathered into a vortex, turning towards this place Come, roll over the boundless flowers, and also roll over the thick coffin, and drag them together to the deep pool, and slowly sink to the bottom of the pool.

Chang Jiaci stared at that place for a long time without saying a word, and Dong Qinghe comforted him: "Don't worry, your brother will also feel at ease."

Chang Jiaci looked back at him: "Why does the sect master treat me so well?"

Everyone said that the Master of Qinghe Sect had a compassionate heart, so they always took care of him when he was lonely and miserable, but Chang Jiaci felt that besides this, there were other reasons why Dong Qinghe cared about him so much.

Dong Qinghe smiled and asked, "Why do you think so?"

Chang Jiaci thought: "Is it... because I look a lot like a person?"

Dong Qinghe was startled: "Who told you?"

Chang Jiaci didn't hide it, and told the whole story about Elder Weiqiong's visit, of course, omitting the part of his "involuntary, just said that he accidentally broke into Kibe Garden last time, and was almost punished by Elder Miwu" , fortunately, Elder Weiqiong rescued him, I am very grateful.

After finishing speaking, Jiaci took the courage to ask: "Is the sect master and the elder talking about the same person? And who is that 'he' who looks very similar to me?".

"I don't know who Elder Weiqiong is talking about, but I do know an old man who is somewhat similar to you," Dong Qinghe confessed, "He is...a friend I met when I was traveling abroad."

"Friend?" Jiaci was surprised, "It must have been a long time ago when the sect master traveled abroad, right?"

"That's right, it's been a long, long time..." Dong Qinghe's face was full of longing and nostalgia, "I hadn't established the Qinghe Gate at that time, but I was just a casual cultivator. I had to meet that person, and I was lucky to be with him It’s been a long way.”

"Practice together? Are you fighting monsters together?" Jiaci was curious.

"Well, a monster that is difficult to deal with."

"How is that person now? Has he become as powerful as the sect master?"

Dong Qinghe put away the smile on his lips: "He... is no longer here."

Chang Jiaci's eyes were burning: "Aren't you here? It's for fighting monsters..."

"No," Dong Qinghe frowned, "It's to save me."

Chang Jiaci's eyes moved.

Dong Qinghe paused and said again: "I tried to find his reincarnation, but his soul was damaged too much back then, I'm afraid..."

"Has the sect master been looking for him? You are so powerful, is there anyone who can't be found?" Chang Jiaci rolled his eyes.

Dong Qinghe sighed: "The Three Realms are boundless, even if I have a little success in cultivation, I will not be able to reach the sky after all..."

Jiaci was waiting to ask again, but he looked at Shangdong Qinghe's face with a slight smile, as if he just realized that he was talking too much.

"Master, sect master, I'm just curious why someone is so similar to me. After all, I have never been here before, and I don't have any brothers..."

Exit felt that this remark was different, and quickly changed his words: "Oh, I mean, apart from my brother, there is no brother who looks similar."

Dong Qinghe nodded: "You and your brother really don't look alike, but there are tens of millions of people in the world, some of the same siblings have completely opposite faces, and some who have no blood relatives are inexplicably similar in appearance, I have lived so much Over the years, I have seen quite a few people like this, and I should have taken it for granted, but I don’t know why,” he looked quietly at Chang Jiaci, “You and that person... are very similar, obviously, their temperaments are completely different..."

But after finishing speaking, Dong Qinghe felt confused again: "I know you're not him, and I didn't regard you as him... But I've been taking care of you in many ways, it can be regarded as a kind of sympathy."

After saying this, Jiaci blushed again, lowered his head and stirred his sleeves.

Dong Qinghe didn't pay attention to Jiaci's expression, it seemed that the mention of that person made his thoughts drift and bewildered.

Chang Jiaci saw his appearance in his eyes, and suddenly asked: "Sect master...do you remember things from your previous life?"

Chang Wang's burial was already over, and there was still a bunch of things left in the door waiting for Dong Qinghe to go back to deal with, but seeing that Chang Jiaci had forgotten the troubles in front of him for a moment, and his brows were slightly bright, he had the right to talk to him to relieve his worries good.

"I don't remember..." He has lived this life for too long, not to mention the past life, some things in this life are almost forgotten, but some things are still fresh in his memory.

Chang Jiaci said: "I thought that before becoming a god, you must know everything."

Dong Qinghe shook his head: "No, a cultivator is not a fairy after all, especially his own destiny, which is the most difficult to detect. However, there are also some magical artifacts in the cultivation world. It is said that they can glimpse the past and know the future. If you really want to know, you can also Not impossible."

"Really?" Sure enough, Chang Jiaci laughed again, "Does the sect master want to know?"

Dong Qinghe shook his head resolutely: "Since I have been reincarnated, if I really have a previous life or a previous life, the past and the past should be written off... There is no point in chasing after it."

Chang Jiaci's smile faltered: "The sect master really thinks clearly. If it were me, no matter how many lives I live, I would want to know who is kind to me and who has harmed me. Even if I can't repay it, remember It’s also a thought to dream in my stomach at night and chew it out. It’s just a pity that my mother told my fortune when I was a child, saying that I have been miserable in ten lifetimes. Even if these pasts are recovered, it must be some unlucky things. "

Listening to these rambling words, Dong Qinghe only thought that he was obsessed with the life and death of the past and present life because of Chang Wang, and he reached out and rubbed Jiaci's hair helplessly: "There is nothing wrong with fate, whether it is good or bad. Change, everything depends on oneself."

Unexpectedly, Chang Jiaci, who has always been negative, agreed with this: "Yes, I think so too. I can't accept my fate. Good or bad life is all earned by myself. Of course, the most important thing is to live well."

Dong Qinghe nodded appreciatively, looked at the sky, and thought of treating Chang Jiaci's injuries, he grabbed his wrist and led him into the air.

"Go back, if you still want to visit again in the future, just tell me..."

Compared with the previous two rounds of riding the clouds, this time Jiaci was no longer trembling. He looked down at the fingertips overlapping with Dong Qinghe, and it took a long time before he responded in a low voice.

"Then I would like to thank the sect master..."

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Wutiaocao is poisonous and domineering. Although there is Dong Qinghe to guide him, if he is really good, he will have to rely on his own blessings to heal the details. The best way, according to what the sect master said, is to let him practice Qinghe With the mental method of the door, the Qi channels are strong and unobstructed, and the poison can naturally be forced out of the body faster.

Up to now, Jiaci has not concealed the fact that he and Yu Miao had secretly learned the magic power of the Qinghe Gate before, and only hoped that the sect master would not blame him or Yu Miao.

Dong Qinghe just laughed when he heard this: "The basic mentality of Qinghemen is not a secret, and practice is to cultivate fate. If my formulas can help those who are willing to improve, it might not be a good thing." Outsiders learn the magic power of Qinghemen, and it is rumored everywhere that this is just the selfishness of some people in the school.

"The head of the sect is really open-minded," Jiaci couldn't help praising him, "but Elder Fu said before that he wanted to take me as a disciple..."

"Is the teacher's apprentice ceremony still in place?" Dong Qinghe asked.

Chang Jiaci nodded, showing anxiety, as if he didn't know who Dong Qinghe would hand himself over to.

Dong Qinghe thought for a while, and said: "Well, I'll teach you."

Jiaci was shocked and couldn't believe it.

Dong Qinghe said with a smile: "It's just some simple methods of luck, you have to do it yourself to really explore, so...whether you want to worship me as a teacher, you can think about it slowly and then decide."

"Wish, wish... I am willing!!!"

As soon as Dong Qinghe finished speaking, Chang Jiaci couldn't help interrupting the other party, his eyes were wide open, full of brilliance, for fear that the other party would regret it.

"What I am willing to...just, I am born stupid, I am afraid of losing the reputation of the sect master..."

Dong Qinghe didn't take it seriously: "Those empty words are nothing, good or bad are just two words, I have watched you practice swords, although you have no cultivation, but your gait is very good, if you teach it well, you may not be able to Become a talent. It's just that I haven't accepted an apprentice for many years, so you don't want to feel like a burden."

Dong Qinghe always speaks without hesitation in praise, so Jiaci doesn't know whether he is really worthy of his praise or whether the sect master sees him pitifully coaxing him to play, but he still can't help showing a happy expression, and his eyes well up. tears.

"Thank you, sect master... Thank you sect master... I will definitely not disappoint your expectations..."

"That's right," Dong Qinghe nodded in satisfaction, "Since that's the case, the apprenticeship ceremony doesn't need to be complicated, just simple." After speaking, he sat down on the wooden chair in the study.

Jia Ci followed what the other party said, and respectfully kowtowed three times to Dong Qinghe. When serving the tea, his hands were shaking excitedly, and Dong Qinghe patted him soothingly before he stopped. surging mood.

"Okay, get up." Seeing that the man was still kneeling, Dong Qinghe pulled him up.

"Master, master of the sect..." Jiaci was still a little bit stunned.

"Shouldn't it be time to change your mouth?" Dong Qinghe corrected his mistake with a smile.

Jiaci was stunned for a while before he changed his address: "Master, Master..." I don't know what magical power these two words have, and his face turned into a liver color when he shouted.