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Master Qingfeng felt that he was a little confused about his apprentice who had been raised for more than 20 years.

He suddenly appeared in his own cave, looking extremely tired, and he didn't know what happened.

After taking a sip of the fairy tea that the former headmaster sent some time ago, Master Qing Feng felt the warmth of the thing running down his throat to his stomach, sighed leisurely, and then looked at the stone chair sitting next to him. Qin Yun, with a dejected face, asked, "What's wrong with you? Tell me."

"...It's nothing." Qin Yun sighed.

"My beloved disciple, let me tell you, if you don't tell me what's wrong, you don't want to stay in my cave."

Qin Yun: "..."

After staring at Master Qingfeng for a few seconds, Qin Yun was finally defeated. He sighed and said, "My feelings have been hurt, and I always feel that I don't want to face my junior in the future. How are you satisfied?"

Master Qingfeng nodded.

Panic from being choked, Qin Yun twitched the corners of his mouth, and didn't know what to say. In short, his breath was stuffed in his chest and he couldn't get over it. He always wanted to find a way to vent it, but he just looked at Qing Master Feng couldn't say anything on that innocent face, so he could only rub his forehead, poured a cup of tea from the teapot, and poured it into his mouth.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how can you drink tea like this? It's really violent." Master Qingfeng said, "What traumatized your feelings? Was it cheated by that kid Shen Ning or something?"

"Oh, nothing." Qin Yun said.

Seeing that Qin Yun really didn't want to talk about it, Master Qingfeng didn't ask any more questions. Ever since Qin Yun shattered the golden core, he was completely enlightened. Living is like a mantra on his lips. From time to time, he brought his son to see his former head, and felt that Master Qingfeng would not need to practice Taoism if he continued like this. Maybe it would be faster to just recite scriptures and become a Buddhist monk. Daoist Qingfeng didn't hear the words, so he did what he should.

Watching Qin Yun pour himself another cup of tea, Master Qing Feng slowly opened his mouth while he was drinking: "But speaking of it, I thought about it as a teacher, why don't you become a demon cultivator? You can still improve your cultivation.”

As soon as he finished saying this, Qin Yun choked and coughed non-stop while clutching his chest.

Master Qingfeng, who had succeeded in revenge, gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, with a worried expression on his face, he patted Qin Yun's back repeatedly.

"Master, don't you hate demon cultivators the most?"

"Huh? I don't hate it, do I?"

"Then you instilled in me that demon cultivators are all bad people?"

"Oh, I'm afraid that you will look crooked, what if you stand up to speak for Moxiu at some demon-eliminating conference, what should I do?" Master Qingfeng said with a straight-faced expression.

"..."

Being choked by Master Qingfeng, Qin Yun opened his mouth, but finally closed it. Master Qingfeng looked at him and continued: "Where is there a party of absolute justice in the world? Isn't it all?" People decide according to their own ideas? Demonic cultivation and righteous way are just different ways of cultivation, and not all demonic cultivations use that method of cultivation. Think about it, too much killing or too many ties, which one? Can the chain of cause and effect be untied easily? If the cause and effect are too heavy, the cultivation base will only stop."

Master Qingfeng's words are not difficult to understand, and Qin Yun is not that kind of pedantic person, so he naturally understood what Master Qingfeng meant, but...it always feels a little weird.

"Master, are you trying to persuade me to become a demon?" Qin Yun said expressionlessly.

"...cough cough, as a teacher, isn't it because you feel aggrieved that you won't be able to practice in the future? Besides, think about it, as long as you are a cultivator, you must have the desire to become a fairy. I don't believe that you plan to live like this for a few days. A hundred years will be over."

Master Qingfeng's words reached Qin Yun's heart.

Qin Yun didn't regret helping Shen Ning block a sword, nor regretted what happened afterwards, but he always felt unwilling when he thought that he would return to the dust in a few hundred years. From the proud son of heaven to ordinary people, such a gap It was Qin Yun who was unwilling to bear it. Although he kept telling himself that he would accept his fate, if he really accepted his fate, how could he follow Zhou Shuo to the back mountain to look for the Laoshizi Qi Juqi Pill?Isn't it still for the possibility of that.

Thinking of Zhou Shuo, Qin Yun thought about the pagoda on the back mountain. What exactly did the patterns on the pillars of that pagoda represent?

Pursing his lips, Qin Yun asked, "Master, do you know about the tall tower in the back mountain?"

"Huh? Which one are you talking about? The one in the mountain?" Master Qingfeng looked at Qin Yun suspiciously, as if he didn't realize what he was talking about. He only knew about the tower in the back mountain. One, but after all, the Lanshan School is so big, maybe there are other towers?

"It's the tower with all kinds of monsters engraved on the pillars." Qin Yun said.

Daoist Qingfeng said oh, he thought for a while and said vaguely: "You'd better not go in that place, I heard that there is something sealed inside."

"what?"

"As a teacher, I don't know very well, I just heard about such a thing." Master Qingfeng said, "What? You went in?"

Qin Yun nodded, "Well, I also saw a bead inside, and I accidentally let it get into my body."

As soon as Qin Yun's words came out, Master Qingfeng's eyes also became strange. He lowered his head to look at Qin Yun's body, and finally his eyes fell on the heels of his legs, and he didn't know what he thought of. The old man blushed and stumbled and asked, "You...where did it get in?"

Master Qingfeng said this strangely, Qin Yun didn't realize what he was talking about, and replied in a daze: "Ah? That's right there."

Hearing what Qin Yun seemed to admit, Daoist Qingfeng put down the cup and wiped his face with a heavy face, and said to Qin Yun with a choked voice, "How big is that bead?"

"It's not very big, about the size of the decorative beads on your magic vessel, Master."

Oh that's not too small.

He raised his hand and patted Qin Yun's shoulder twice. Daoist Qingfeng hesitated to speak. Qin Yun saw a blush on his master's face, and said as if he was extremely embarrassed: "You...are you injured there? Are you done? Master, there are some gold sore medicines here, why don’t you find a place in the back and rub them in? There... Cough, although cultivators don’t need to eat and generally don’t use that place, but it’s not a good thing to leave it all the time. "

Qin Yun seemed to understand something: "..."

"Master, I think you seem to be telling me about a different place." Qin Yun reluctantly said.

"what?"

"The bead melted into liquid after it entered my hand, and entered my body from the palm of my hand. There are no such messy things as you think." Qin Yun explained, probably because he had been with Zhou Shuo some time ago, Qin Yun's tolerance for the off-line thinking of real Qingfeng's brain has been raised to a certain level.

The tolerance for Shen Ning is getting lower and lower.

Huh?Why.

Qin Yun blinked his eyes.

He always felt as if he had touched something, but when he thought about it again, it seemed that there was nothing there, and when he thought about what he had just touched, he couldn't remember anything, so he could only give up thinking about this problem.

Fortunately, Master Qingfeng understood what Qin Yun was talking about, he let out a sigh of regret, and then retreated to the stone bench, holding his cup of almost cold tea, and drank it in small sips. Qin Yun watched him savor every sip, and didn't want to say anything.

After Daoist Qingfeng drank a cup of tea, he said: "Otherwise, you can go find Juqiwan."

"I'm looking for it?"

"Well, you go find it." Master Qingfeng repeated, he put down the empty cup, took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and put it on the stone table, "This is the pass order for the secret realm that will be opened in the near future. It’s the same as Liuxi Secret Realm, you can only enter during the consecration period, Zhu Chen and Duan Yi were selected as the teacher before, but this third half-day has not confirmed the candidates, just right, now you go.”

Qin Yun took the jade pendant with a complex expression, and after a long while, asked Master Qingfeng, "Master, how can you be sure that there is a Qi Gathering Pill here?"

"Because I went there when I was young, and the former master got Qi Juqi Pills there." Daoist Qingfeng said, "There are a lot of good things in that secret realm. The Liuxi Secret Realm is even more dangerous, don't be greedy after you enter, just get the Qi Gathering Pill."

Looking at Master Qingfeng's face, Qin Yun felt a soreness in his chest. How could he not know that Master Qingfeng said that the third person could not be sure but just gave him a step to make him feel at ease with this jade pendant? Such a big sect, how could it be possible that there is not even a monk in the consecration period, from the outer disciples to the inner disciples, the consecration period can be said to catch a lot, Qin Yun does not believe that among so many people, the real Qingfeng is chosen Not finding a suitable candidate, his Adam's apple twitched, and in the end, he only uttered the four words "follow the teacher's order."

And Master Qingfeng also looked relieved, he poured himself another cup of tea, took a sip into his stomach enjoying it, and then said: "This secret realm is too dangerous, I have found many people for my teacher No one was willing to go, so Zhu Chen and Duan Yi agreed. Originally, as a teacher, I was still thinking about what to do if it was only the two of them. After arriving in the secret realm, you must establish a good relationship with them and help each other, remember, don't be greedy."

The movements of Qin Yun's hands paused, he turned his head, and asked Master Qingfeng: "Master, you mean... no one wants to go there?"

"That's right, because a lot of people went there a few times before, but a few people died every time, and no one went over time."

Qin Yun: "..."