Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

A few thick clouds floated in the distance, blocking a little sunlight. The setting sun was hidden in the clouds, still emitting a dazzling light that cannot be ignored, just like Fu Xiang's sword attacking her at the moment.

Yin Qiu instinctively raised his hand to block it, and the two blades slashed together. There was no menacing momentum as imagined, but a strange harmony.

The clothes of the two of them were fluttering in the high sky, and every fluttering arc carried this period of youth, and also witnessed the sympathy and heart-to-heart between them. Such memories are in the wind, As long as the wind does not stop, the memory will last forever. Fortunately, the wind in this world cannot stop after all.

In the gentle autumn wind, Yin Qiu fell to the ground lightly like a fallen leaf.

She didn't move, she just watched Fu Xiang's back climbing up step by step, and watched her hold the dark red banner so hard.

If possible, Yin Qiu just wanted to close his eyes and sleep well at this moment, without thinking about anything. When he opened his eyes again, Fu Xiang had already returned to Mingyue Tower.

——And she got her wish and stood beside Man Jiangxue.

There is nothing wrong with being greedy, and she also wants to be greedy once, even if it is just a small expectation in her heart, to her, it seems to have come true.

"Xiaoqiu!"

When he was just about to touch the ground, Fu Xiang galloped from above, picked up Yin Qiu dangerously, and brought her to the ground safe and sound.

"I just had a dream." Yin Qiu said.

Fu Xiang's throat was choked up, and he looked at her with red eyes: "What stupid things are you talking about, and you haven't slept yet."

Yin Qiu said: "Don't you know daydreaming? I was just now."

Fu Xiang cried and laughed, looking extremely moved: "Then what did you dream about?"

Yin Qiu said: "I dreamed that you came home, I went to Jingyue Peak, and I was still with my uncle."

Fu Xiang wiped away his tears and helped her stand up: "Don't worry, even if I kneel to death today, I will ask Master Man to promise you. If she still refuses to let go, I will kneel to hell!"

Yin Qiu laughed: "Don't just say the four words of time and space."

Fu Xiang couldn't bear the sadness in his heart anymore, hugged her, and cried bitterly: "Xiaoqiu...I..."

Yin Qiu gave a "hush" and said, "Fu Xiang, you don't need to say too much, everything is in your mouth, I understand you, and you understand me."

The two embraced tightly and stared at each other deeply. They looked at each other's familiar faces and smiled tacitly at each other.

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"I declare that the winner of this conference is Fu Xiang!"

Following Xu Lianzhi's passionate words, unprecedented cheers and applause erupted from around the Sword Discourse Arena. Two figures.

"Good! Good!"

"Good job Fu Xiang! Really honor our new disciple!"

"Haha! I won the bet! Hurry up and hand over all the copper coins!"

"I didn't expect Fu Xiang to win. If Yin Qiu hadn't been injured, I definitely wouldn't have lost the bet!"

"Stop talking nonsense, you guys are willing to bet and admit defeat, hurry up and get the money!"

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In the four stands, the old disciples were all congratulating the winners of the new conference, only the new disciples were busy dividing the gambling money. For a while, the place was filled with laughter and laughter, and the excitement only increased, even the elders Couldn't help but get up, and talked with each other with smiles on their faces.

"Very good, very good, congratulations to the leader for adding another good disciple!"

"Hey! The old man's ugly words are up front, you guys don't want to fight with me later, that child Yin Qiu, I'm going to make a decision at Wuhui Peak."

"That's impossible. You Wuhui Peak has recruited so many elite disciples, so you have to give Yin Qiu to Wenxin Peak this year."

"Oh, don't join in the fun if you ask Xinfeng, this kid is so good at martial arts, why don't he go to you to learn medical skills? It's better to come to our Tianyin Peak!"

"Tianyin Peak has too many disciples to count, how can you spare the energy to cultivate her well? Get out of the way! Our Liuli Peak is usually too low-key, and many new disciples have never heard of it. This year, no matter what! I need a senior disciple to come over, and I think Yin Qiu's child is very suitable, please do me a favor, and give it to my old lady!"

Several elders argued endlessly, they all tried their best to show off their tongues for Yin Qiu, all of them resorted to intimidation and lure and pretended to be pitiful, the quarrel was so intense that Ye Zhilan, Lu Huaiwei and others couldn't help laughing .

Although Xie Yijun's complexion was not very good-looking, but the matter had come to this point, she could not show it in public, so she could only keep silent, comforting herself in her heart not to be unhappy.

Man Jiangxue listened to the arguments of the elders, and looked at Yin Qiu who was still standing on the stage quietly. A sea of ​​people stared at each other from afar, with the same calm expression on their faces.

When she was giving medicine to Yin Qiu at the pharmacy, she looked at her clearly with unspeakable expectations, but at this moment, those beautiful eyes were very quiet, as if she knew that the ending was fixed and could not be changed. Then suddenly lost some brilliance.

Not long after, Yin Qiu smiled slightly and looked away.

Man Jiangxue frowned when she saw her expression clearly.

Soon, the voices of all parties decreased in unison, and the Sword Discourse Arena became quiet in an instant. The winner of the conference had already been announced, and everyone was waiting for the next step to come, so they all looked sideways at the high platform Xie Yijun.

Seeing that she was silent, Ye Zhilan hurried forward and said, "Master, according to the regulations, it's time for you to accept Fu Xiang as your apprentice."

Xie Yijun felt extremely regretful.

I knew that when Yin Qiu was brought back by Man Jiangxue, she should have taken her directly to her seat. She also wanted to consider the feelings of other new disciples and wanted to be as fair as possible, so she changed her words and said who could get the conference No.1, whoever she accepts as her apprentice.

It's good now, that kid Yin Qiu could obviously win, but he let Fu Xiang take advantage of it, Xie Yijun regretted it, but there was nothing he could do.

Under the eyes of everyone, she could only pretend to have a friendly smile on her face, stood up and said, "Fu Xiang, you have indeed performed extraordinary in defeating all your fellow disciples to become the leader. The future is promising. As the head of Yunhua Palace, I told you early in the morning I ignored the words of accepting you as an apprentice, now that you have won, then I should fulfill my promise to accept you as an apprentice, what do you want?"

Being able to become the master's apprentice is a good thing that many disciples Xiao can't think of. For a while, all the eyes looking at Fu Xiang are full of envy and yearning.

Only Fu Xiang himself seemed very indifferent.

"The headmaster asked you something." Seeing that Fu Xiang was a little indifferent, Yin Qiu quickly pushed her, "What are you still doing?"

Fu Xiang glanced at her, the complex emotions in her heart had not completely subsided, she took a deep breath, and then flew over the viewing platform, knelt down to Xie Yijun and said: "If you can win the favor of the head, I would like to accept Fu Xiang as your favor." Disciple, Fu Xiang naturally couldn't ask for it!"

Xie Yijun maintained a decent smile, took the sword box from Ye Zhilan's hand that he had prepared early in the morning, and said softly: "In that case, I will accept you as a closed disciple in public, and you will also be accepted in front of all senior uncles, elders and senior brothers and sisters." face, according to the worship teacher."

Fu Xiang got up immediately, greeted her with the highest courtesies at the palace gate, and finally bent his knees and knelt down, kowtowed three times, and said loudly: "Disciple Fu Xiang, pay homage to Master!"

"Okay...okay." Xie Yijun nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to touch the top of Fu Xiang's head, and then handed over the sword box.

"This is a teacher's apprenticeship gift for you. Inside is a high-quality sword. Your brothers and sisters had it when they were apprentices in the past. Naturally, you can't miss it. Take it quickly."

Fu Xiang kowtowed and kowtowed again, she took the sword box and opened it, and there was a sharp silver sword in it, as Xie Yijun said, it was indeed an eye-catching sword.

"Thank you master for bestowing the sword. This disciple will definitely live up to master's expectations. He will practice diligently, improve his martial arts, and devote himself to the master's sect. He will go through fire and water and will do his best!"

Xie Yijun said "yes" three times again, and the two of them worshiped their master and accepted their disciples, and everyone responded enthusiastically, beaming with joy.

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Fu Xiang has successfully entered under Xie Yijun's seat. According to the rules, the remaining new disciples should also be assigned as apprentices.

Xu Lianzhi called all the new disciples to the stage, lined up according to the rankings of this conference, and the elders also went down from the stands, joyfully picking out their favorite disciples.

Only Yin Qiu was not among them, she retreated to the stage alone, and changed the wound dressing by herself.

The blood-stained bandage was removed, and the sword wound on the palm of the hand was terribly deep, and because there was no rest during the competition, the place was already torn and covered with blood, and the wound was also worn badly by the hilt of the sword. It sounds very cautious.

Listening to all the disciples on the stage worshiping their master one by one, everyone talking and laughing, it was very lively, Yin Qiu lowered his eyelashes, cleaned his wound with trembling hands, applied the medicine powder laboriously, and waited until the clean gauze was wrapped , she sat down leaning against the wall as if she was exhausted, and looked at everyone on the stage.

Soon, Fu Xiang rushed towards her with the sword box on his back, and saw Yin Qiu's eyes were blank and his face was pale. She didn't have time to care about her injuries, and said anxiously: "What are you still doing here? Hurry up!" Look for Uncle Man!"

There was no Man Jiangxue on the Sword Discourse Arena, Yin Qiu was dizzy and gasped, "I'm not going."

Fu Xiang was taken aback: "Aren't you going? Why don't you go?"

Yin Qiu struggled, and then replied silently for a moment: "When my uncle gave me the medicine, she emphasized it again, saying that she would not accept apprentices."

Hearing this, Fu Xiang frowned and said, "This...is it true?"

Yin Qiu nodded.

She had listened to what Gongzi Fan said, and she had already made up her mind to lose the conference and stalk Man Jiangxue. She has been so confident in the past few months, and she always felt that Man Jiangxue would not be so cruel, as long as she worked hard Just work harder, Man Jiangxue can always see her sincerity, and can always be moved by her.

But today, Man Jiangxue told her again that she would not accept disciples.

In this way, even if Yin Qiu didn't want to be discouraged, she couldn't help herself.

Up to now, she still can't figure out why Man Jiangxue refuses to accept her as an apprentice, especially her. , she really didn't want to force Man Jiangxue, even if she really forced her to let go, that's not what she wanted.

So Yin Qiu can only accept his fate and accept this fact.

"Uncle Master is too much!" Fu Xiang stomped his feet angrily, "She clearly knows how much you want to follow her, and she clearly loves you so much, so why can't she accept you as an apprentice? I really can't think clear!"

Yin Qiu said: "Don't talk about Master Uncle like that. She must have a reason for not accepting apprentices. In fact, Master Uncle has never been obliged to meet any of my requirements. It's just my own wishful thinking, and it has nothing to do with Master Uncle."

Fu Xiang shouted: "But didn't you say that my uncle promised you? No matter what you want, as long as she can do it, she will do her best to satisfy you."

Yin Qiu smiled wryly and shook his head: "But the problem right now is that the uncle just can't do it..."

"Then you really don't want to fight anymore?" Fu Xiang encouraged her, "Are you really going to give up?"

Yin Qiu was stunned: "Actually, it's not bad to give up... There are so many peaks in the palace, and there are so many powerful elders. It's the same when I go to other places..."

Seeing her hopeless appearance, Fu Xiang felt as if she was being tormented by hot oil. She persuaded and persuaded, but she couldn't persuade Yin Qiu. In the stands, Man Jiangxue was always sitting alone, and everyone came After leaving the Sword Discourse Arena to watch the excitement, she was the only one who stayed there, keeping away from the crowd.

Fu Xiang sighed. Seeing this situation, he also knew that Yin Qiu had completely given up thinking about it, so he could only comfort her and said: "Forget it, as you said, other peaks may not be good places to go, because gold shines everywhere. When we were in the stands earlier, we heard the elders arguing about robbing you, get up quickly, we don't care about Uncle Man!"

Yin Qiu was already very weak at this time, she had lost a lot of blood, and her energy had long been exhausted. Now all her thoughts and thoughts are in vain. Xiang really felt distressed and guilty, but she didn't have the right to question Man Jiangxue, so she could only endure all kinds of emotions as much as possible, and helped Yin Qiufu to the stage again.

But to Fu Xiang's surprise, after the two of them returned to the stage, the elders who were fighting for Yin Qiu all seemed to have a sudden temperament change at this moment, and none of them took the initiative to talk to Yin Qiu. Talking to her, he didn't even look at her, as if he regarded Yin Qiu as air.

The disciples were led away one by one, and there were still many who had not been apprenticed, but were personally ordered by the elder to go to their peak line. However, after a while, most of the new disciples on the scene were confirmed. Where to go, even the remaining group of people were quickly assigned where to go by Xu Lianzhi, only Yin Qiu was left alone, and no one threw an olive branch with her.

"What are you doing?" Fu Xiang was puzzled, and hurriedly said to Xu Lianzhi, "Senior Sister! And Xiao Qiu! Why did you forget her?"

Xu Lianzhi glanced at Yin Qiu expressionlessly, and said, "I dare not want her."

Fu Xiang was at a loss: "Senior sister, what does this mean? Why don't you dare to have her! You said it yourself a few months ago, if Xiao Qiu is willing, she can stay with you in the New Disciple Academy!"

Xu Lianzhi said: "I don't believe what I say, and what I say doesn't mean what I say, is that okay?"

Fu Xiang choked, and wanted to say more, but Xu Lianzhi said impatiently: "How fierce! Don't think that you can have no rules with me now that you are the apprentice of the master, as long as you are still a member of Yunhua Palace, you have to be in front of me Keep your head down and go away!"

Fu Xiang was scolded by her for no reason, and couldn't help becoming angry. Seeing her making gestures to quarrel with Xu Lianzhi, Yin Qiu sighed, and quickly grabbed Fu Xiang and said, "Forget it, don't quarrel with senior sister."

"What's going on!" Fu Xiang was furious, leaving Xu Lianzhi aside and hurriedly asked the elders, "You...don't you all say that you want to take Yin Qiu as a disciple? Why are you ignoring her now! "

Then several elders also said in unison: "We dare not want her."

The expression on Fu Xiang's face was like seeing a ghost, and he took a step back and said, "You..."

After hearing what Xu Lianzhi and the other elders said, although Yin Qiu didn't understand why, he couldn't help showing a deep sense of loss.

She thought, it's fine if the uncle doesn't want her, but now even the elders and sister teachers don't want her.

Where should she go then?

Yin Qiu held back and held back, but finally couldn't hold back the lump in his throat, and tears filled his eyes in an instant.

The author has something to say: hey, guess where will Xiaoqiu go?