Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

The ancestral hall of the patriarchs, from Qingyunzi who founded Qingyunmen to Patriarch Qingye to the ancestors of all generations, all have spiritual seats in this ancestral hall of the patriarchs, and incense is burned every day.Moreover, on every important day, Qingyun Sect will come here under the leadership of the head to solemnly worship the ancestors, which can be regarded as an important place in Qingyun Sect.

But except for the days of ancestor worship, this place is extremely deserted.

Bursts of light smoke drifted out from the deep and somewhat dark hall. Looking from the outside, one could only see candles burning inside, and even the ever-burning lamp swayed slightly, hanging in the air.

An old man in plain clothes who was silently sweeping the floor in front of the hall suddenly raised his head slowly and looked at the two figures standing face to face in the open space in front of him.

"Junior Sister Lu, why did you appear here?"

Lu Xueqi glanced at him, that kind of frosty gaze swept across her body coldly, causing Lin Jingyu to frown all of a sudden.

Lin Jingyu summoned the Dragon Slaying Sword back to his side with a tactic, but he was still a little surprised. He had stayed here for ten years, and he hardly saw other people on weekdays. Xiaozhufeng's younger junior sister Lu Xueqi, he felt that she had changed a lot, although her expression and demeanor were still icy.

Lu Xueqi looked at Lin Jingyu indifferently. She didn't mind him calling her Junior Sister Lu, but seeing him, looking at his calm, persevering, stubborn gaze, she would still think of another People, inevitably have some thoughts in their hearts.

... It turned out that after all these years, she would still feel sad for that person.

Seeing her standing there blankly, Lin Jingyu didn't seem to want to talk to him, so he didn't say anything more, he paused for a moment, put the Dragon Slaying Sword in his cuff, turned around and walked towards the front of the hall, In front of the hall, he smiled at the old man sweeping the floor and said, "Senior!"

The old man looked at his young face, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Your aptitude is really good, and you work so hard, the entry is far better than I expected."

A look of gratitude flashed across Lin Jingyu's face, he bent down deeply, and said in a low voice: "Senior's great kindness, this disciple will never forget it."

The old man waved his hand lightly, then sighed: "In the blink of an eye, it's been another ten years. I have nothing to teach you, and you have been with me in this ancestral hall for ten years. Go back today."

Lin Jingyu shook his body, showing a look of astonishment, but the old man ignored him, and only said: "Do you know everything that happened in Longshou Peak's lineage?"

Lin Jingyu came back to his senses, nodded and said: "Yes, senior brother Qi Hao visited me here a few days ago and told me something."

The old man nodded, and said: "I heard that the new generation of outstanding disciples in Qingyun Sect will gather on Tongtian Peak in two days. If something happens, you should go back to Longshou Peak first."

The corner of Lin Jingyu's mouth twitched, and he looked at the old man with a hint of reluctance. The old man smiled, and there seemed to be a faint sadness on his face, but he disappeared immediately, and waved his hand: "Good boy, don't make such a gesture, go Bar!"

Lin Jingyu took a deep breath, bowed to the ground, and said: "Senior, the kindness you have given me in the past ten years is as majestic as a mountain, and my disciple will never forget it. In the future, I will use what I have learned with all my body to fight against evil spirits, repay the teacher, and live up to my life. ambition!"

The old man nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, you can go."

Lin Jingyu saluted again, looked at the surrounding scenery, and finally turned around abruptly, straightened his body, strode forward, passed by Lu Xueqi, his tightly pursed lips moved slightly, and finally said nothing , The steps left the ancestral hall of the ancestors without stopping.

Lu Xueqi watched indifferently, only feeling that the sun shining on his back seemed a little dazzling.

The old man was still standing in front of the hall, dazed in a daze, and at some point, Lu Xueqi slowly walked in front of him.

"Little Bamboo Peak Shuiyue's first disciple, Lu Xueqi, dare to ask who is the senior?" Lu Xueqi waved her sleeves and saluted, and asked calmly.

The old man's drooping shoulders seemed to tremble when he heard the word Shuiyue. He looked at Lu Xueqi, as if he was also a little surprised, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he said slowly: "I'm just a sweeper." .”

The old man answered, walked past her, and walked into the hall of the patriarch's ancestral hall.

Lu Xueqi was silent for a moment, and then slowly walked into the ancestral hall of the ancestors. In the middle of the hall, in front of the altar enshrining countless spiritual tablets of Qingyun's ancestors, the lights and candles flickered on and off, and the faces of the people who illuminated them were also dark.

The old man walked up to the altar, picked up a brand new incense candle from the incense table in front of the altar, lit it on another incense candle, and replaced the burning incense candle next to it.

Lu Xueqi silently watched his slow and skillful movements, and then asked: "Senior, do you still remember my master, Master Shuiyue?"

The old man stood in the shadows, still holding the broken candle that had just been replaced.He raised his head and gazed upwards, the spiritual tablets of Qing Yunmen's ancestors stood majestically in front of him, sacred and majestic, with a mountain-like momentum, as if he, a small person like him, could be easily overwhelmed.

He was silent, didn't speak, just stared like this.

Lu Xueqi was behind him, so she couldn't see the eyes of the old man at this moment, but she could see the hot candle oil dripping from the residual candle, drop by drop, falling on the withered palm, and then slowly solidify.

That palm also seemed to be trembling slightly.

Deep in the shadows, far away, there seems to be a faint sigh...