It's time to retire [Transmigration Book]

"Father."

The master of the Sifang Tianmen, that is, Di Rong, Di Sanxian's father, has been a first-class master a hundred years ago. Although the two have never really competed, they are not far behind. Still can't find myself.Originally, he only went out with a fluke mind, but now that he was stopped, there was no surprise, he just faced the other party and said respectfully: "Seeing that you are fine, my son is relieved at last."

"Don't worry? I sent my disciples to call you so many times before and didn't return. Do you only come back when you are really angry with your father?"

Di Sanxian also knew that the other party was in charge of Jianghu and sect affairs, and he didn't even have much time to sleep on weekdays, and it really shouldn't make him worry now, so he whispered: "I dare not."

Di Rong's face looked like he was only in his early thirties, and his whole body exuded the majesty of being in the top position for a long time.He looked at the son in front of him, as if he couldn't figure out what kind of evil he had fallen into. He was willing to give up his bright future and insisted on retiring. He didn't see him for a few days. Everything seemed to be the same as before, and he felt that there seemed to be something invisible. the difference.

Does he really have something to hide?

Suddenly, he thought of the statement he heard not long ago, especially when he saw Di San lowered his head first, unwilling to even meet his gaze, his guess deepened and he hesitated for a while. Still couldn't help but said: "Xian Er, if you don't want to deal with people, you can discuss it with your father, because it is because of such reasons that you are retiring... It is really too embarrassing!"

Di Sanxian: ………………?

Di Sanxian imagined many situations, but he never expected that his always serious father would come up with such a weird reason.Although I really don't like people's sophistication, but I won't retreat and escape because of such a trivial matter... Then again, this way of thinking is obviously completely different from my father's usual way of thinking. Think of it here.

So who is slandering me behind my back?

A certain guess faintly came to mind, although he knew that the most important thing to do was to prove his innocence, but after thinking about it, Di Sanxian still couldn't swallow his breath, and couldn't help asking: "...Who said that?"

Sure enough.

Sometimes, not denying is equivalent to admitting, Di Rong obviously thought so too, his face darkened immediately, and there were faint signs of the imminent rain, and he said: "I thought you had some unspeakable secrets, but I didn't think about it." It's such a ridiculous reason, if Nan'er hadn't told me, would you have escaped for the rest of your life?"

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Sure enough, it was that fox again!

The word "again" expresses how sad it is, Di Sanxian can almost see Tunan's face that is not too serious for watching the excitement, thinking that he was tricked back this time, his teeth are itchy, I can't wait to catch someone on the spot to learn from each other.But that's all for the future. Facing his father's angry face, it didn't want to be blamed for this, and hurriedly explained: "The child is not such a cowardly and incompetent person."

"I know that my son has a chivalrous character, and I will never do such a stupid thing, so what is the real reason?" The sense of oppression on the sect master's body became stronger again, and he said in a deep voice: "My son, as Sifang The future sect master of Tianmen shoulders the responsibility of the entire sect, and even the entire martial arts world. You have been sensible since you were young, and you have devoted yourself to swordsmanship. You have never let your father worry about it. What kind of problem is it that can make you determined? Heart, do you want to ignore the entire division?"

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Di San didn't speak at first.

The person he respected most in his life was his father, and even though he knew that they were not blood relatives, this family relationship never faded away.His father did understand him very well. In his eyes, Sifang Tianmen was his home, and becoming the head of the sect was his responsibility and destiny. It can be said that the honor of Sifang Tianmen was far more important than himself.

But for his father, for the future of Sifang Tianmen, he must give up everything.Zhu Xue returns to the sheath, hides her edge, and is like the light. He doesn't care about his fame, and he doesn't care about having nowhere to display his superb swordsmanship. He can even endure the pain of not being able to try the sword with others alone.

I only hope that my father will be safe and worry-free, and that the Sifang Tianmen will prosper and never be destroyed.

Of course, Di Sanxian thought about confessing all his worries, but the dream was too bizarre. Although he could prove that he and his father were not blood relatives, he didn't know where his father's parents and children were. Even if he really told his father at this time, It's just adding trouble.It's better to wait quietly for the arrival of the protagonist who has never been masked before. When the time comes, their family will be reunited, and he can leave with peace of mind.

Faced with this silent resistance, Di Rong faintly felt powerless as if he had punched the cotton with his fist, so he could only be a little disappointed and scolded: "A man, stand upright and fearless! Think of me as Di Mou's life. Upright and upright, your three brothers and sisters are all dragons and phoenixes, you... hey, come here!"

The disciples guarding the gate heard the call, filed in, and lined up on both sides in an orderly manner.Di Rong was soft and couldn't ask the reason, but he had to demolish the house when he was hard, so he simply ordered: "Take him back to the room and lock him up. In two days, he will go to the hidden sacred valley with me to participate in the weapon appraisal. During the period, there is no order from me. No one is allowed to let him out."

After all, he didn't feel it was enough, and added: "No one is allowed to see him. During this time, you should stay in your room and think about it."

The surrounding disciples all knew what Di Sanxian did, and also understood the reason why the sect leader did what he did. They were about to follow suit, but they saw a woman stepping in, and just said 'Master', they saw Di Sanxian beside him. , there was a hint of puzzlement in the autumn-like eyes, and said: "Why are you here? Just now you said that you were..."

"Man'er, you came just in time." Di Rong didn't give them a chance to reminisce, and said, "Take your junior brother back to Beihai Pavilion, and don't let him go privately."

Wen Manman understood, and said, 'Yes, Master. ’, then walked out the door, two disciples who seemed to be the leaders of the team stepped forward first, walked to Di Sanxian's two sides and stood still, slightly raised their hands, signaling to go down together.

Di Sanxian also knew his father's temper in his heart, and arguing now would only add fuel to the fire, and would only intensify the conflict, so he didn't say anything more, and obediently went down with those disciples.

The four disciples of the Sifang Tianmen all have their own courtyards, and Wen Manman is the second, living in Xijiang Pavilion on the west side.He was ranked fourth, and he lived in Beihai Pavilion on the north side, not too far away from Mingxu Hall, so he walked there in a short time.

Wen Manman didn't grow up with Di Sanxian, and he was barely acquainted with him on weekdays, so he didn't say anything on the way, and when he was sent into the room and was about to close the wooden door, he persuaded him softly: "Junior Brother, don't blame Master, he has really worried about you a lot recently. After hearing from Junior Brother and Sister that you left, he almost had to look for you in person. Fortunately, Tu Junior sent a timely spiritual message, which persuaded people. "

"I know." Unconsciously rubbing Zhu Xuejian's cold hilt with his right hand, Di Sanxian said: "This is my fault, so I don't blame my father."

"That's good." Seeing his younger brother's expression as usual, Wen Manman was also relieved, and left after a few more words of advice.

Hearing the sound of the door gradually closing behind him, Di Sanxian turned around, facing Wang Yanghongsi in the center of the living room, writing the four characters of "sincerity and righteousness" vigorously and forcefully. For some reason, there was always a strange familiarity, As if he had been away for a long time.Suddenly, he noticed a charcoal drawing of a sparrow on the wall not far away, his eyes paused on it for two breaths, and he immediately thought of a friend of his.

Is it...

Coughing twice, he pressed the guess button, and his eyes turned from the words to other places in the room. The burning sandalwood, the positions of the tables and chairs, and the white silk with only ink marks on the desk, everything was related to himself. They were exactly the same when they left, and I think they were left behind by my father on purpose.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, but thinking of the Qijian that he was going to participate in two days later, the brows that had just been dyed with warmth fell into a helpless shape again.

Artifact Appraisal is run by Yin Sacred Valley. Once every three years, experts who are famous for medicine and poison weapons are invited to come to the competition. The winner can choose any one as a reward in the hidden weapon pavilion of Yin Sacred Valley. event.The father wanted to bring himself to participate, nothing more than to bring himself to improve his prestige, so as to lay the foundation for inheriting the position of sect master in the future.

But the last thing Di Sanxian wants now is to increase his reputation. In other words, he hopes that the world will forget him overnight.But listen carefully, judging from his breathing alone, there are at least 50 to [-] disciples who guard him around him, and the house is tightly surrounded, not to mention people, even a fly can't get out.

Of course, it's not a problem for him at all.

But he saw something interesting just now, if he left now, wouldn't he be disappointing some people's kindness?

Thinking of this, Di Sanxian was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he walked slowly to the low red sandalwood couch and sat cross-legged. Zhu Xuejian was placed flat on his knees, and spiritual power circulated through the meridians, cultivating in concentration.

I don't know if his father deliberately asked him to make him suffer, or if people outside forgot, no one brought Di Sanxian a meal all afternoon.Fortunately, he has cultivated his spiritual power to the point where he won't feel hungry if he doesn't eat for a few days, and he is happy that no one will disturb him.

Through the paper window, we can see that the sun is gradually sinking and the moon is climbing up the slope. When it was midnight, Di Sanxian opened his eyes.As soon as he got up and walked out of the inner room, he lit a candle, and when he looked up, he saw that the charcoal-drawn sparrow on the edge of the plaque had disappeared, replaced by a living bird, standing on the back of the chair, tilting its head, wide-eyed. He looked at himself with the dark eyes of the opposite party, as if he expected that he would come out early in the morning.

Considering that the outside is full of spiritual practice, flying flowers and falling leaves can be heard, Di Sanxian didn't speak, but blinked at the little sparrow, indicating that it was time to move.

The little sparrow mischievously blinked its black bean-like eyes at him, spread its wings, and jumped in front of him with a pair of tiny paws without flying.The pointed beak opened, and put a shimmering talisman half the size of a palm on the table, but he didn't want to give it to him easily, but jumped on it and squatted down like a furry ball , and continued to tilt his head to look at him.

Shaking his head with a broken smile, Di San stretched out his right hand and raised a finger, as if offering an exchange.Which little bird was not satisfied, but turned its little head away, as if it would not give it to you if it does not satisfy me.

Knowing that his friend likes to make such innocuous jokes, he didn't care about it, and slowly stretched out his second finger to increase the stake.

The little sparrow seemed to be a little moved, don't turn his head back a little, but still just peeked out of the corner of his eyes, trying to see if he could gain more.

Di San saw this first, and finally used the final bargaining chip - he raised three fingers.

The little sparrow was finally satisfied, and as soon as it spread its wings, it jumped up from the talisman, and gently pecked the table with its sharp beak as if afraid of his repentance, beckoning him to accept it quickly.Di Sanxian no longer hesitated, took out the simple package from the inner room, opened his right palm, and attached it flat to the talisman, the light purple spiritual power circulated, and in the blink of an eye, the scenery in front of him changed from his own. The room turned into an open lawn.

"Three Tans of Oasis and Falling Blossoms ~ I used my magic talisman, I won't give you a chance to go back on it~"

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