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"It's your turn." Master Qingyu dropped a white stone and said to Gu Panqiu.

There was a breeze blowing around, and the ancient trees above the two of them also made a rustling sound, and at the same time shook their heads with the breeze.

The wind wasn't strong, and it shouldn't have shaken this big tree with a trunk as thick as several people hugging each other, but this tree shook like a tornado in the breeze.

What was even more strange was that the tree shook so violently, yet not even half a leaf fell off.

"Stop pretending, what can this little wind do to you." Qingyu Daoist stroked his non-existent beard as if he couldn't laugh or cry at this old partner's behavior.

"Even if the wind is dozens of times stronger, it may not be able to hurt you at all." As the voice of Master Qingyu fell, the shaking of the tree stopped abruptly.

But after a while, it shook even more violently, and this time it was not only shaking, but also a lot of sand and dust floated up with his shaking movements and were about to fall on the face of Master Qingyu.

Even though the dust was only a few centimeters away from Master Qingyu's face, he still didn't change his face. The second the dust was about to come into close contact with his face, all the dust disappeared.

It was windy and dusty, but it didn't affect Gu Panqiu who was beside him at all, and all went towards Master Qingyu.

Gu Panqiu held a black jade chess piece in his hand, his eyes seemed to be staring at the chessboard and thinking about his next move, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised a shallow arc.

As if unwilling, the tree shook again, and with its movements, more dust was rolled up.

"Okay, it's my fault, you can shake it however you want, I'm talking too much." Seeing the tree's tendency to refuse to let go, Master Qingyu immediately admitted his mistake, and he still wanted to be able to play chess quietly.

As soon as Master Qingyu begged for mercy, the standing horse stopped shaking.

"Like a child, I don't know how to restrain myself in front of the younger generation." Master Qingyu muttered something in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, fearing that the dust would come back again.

Gu Panqiu thought for a moment, and landed a sunspot in one place.

Master Qingyu looked at the chessboard for a while, then burst out laughing.

"Oh, I actually won."

He pretended to sigh for a moment, and said, "Hello, Panqiu, you know how to coax me, an old man, and make me happy. No one else can do it, and none of you are as understanding, smart and cute as you." The other people he mentioned probably refer to It was with his senior brothers and sisters.

Daoist Qingming is a stinky chess player, but this stinky chess player likes to play chess very much, and likes to catch Qingming Qingxue and his peers to play chess when he is free.

But these people despise his stinky chess hand, thinking that playing chess with him is a waste of their own time, one or two are shirked, and they are completely unwilling to play chess with him. If he wins the bet, he walks away immediately.

These people are all juniors and sisters of his same generation, and they will not be afraid of him. Not only do they not have the kindness to put water on him to coax him, but they don't even give him time to struggle for a while.

At this time, he did not have the majesty of the head at all.

It's embarrassing that a dignified head of the Nanxiao Sect can't even find anyone who is patient enough to play chess with him.

Even the caring apprentice Han Nansong who always respected him was not so caring at this time.Although Han Nansong will not refuse his request to play chess, but Han Nansong will not be as caring as Gu Panqiu, and the two can "fight" for a while.

Only Gu Panqiu has the patience to play chess with him, and even quietly let him win a game.

"It's my honor to play chess with a real person." Gu Panqiu's eyes curled up.

Master Qingyu is the older brother of Master Gu Panqiu, Master Lingfeng. Although they joined different sects, their relationship is very good, and they are not separated by the distance at all.

——However, it is no problem for a cultivator to travel thousands of miles a day, and this distance is not a problem.

When Gu Panqiu was still young, he often saw the real Qingyu, and the real Qingyu was very kind to his only sister and only disciple. He treated her just like he treated his disciples. Send it to Gu Panqiu's hand.

Master Qingyu treats Gu Panqiu with no pretense, and Gu Panqiu can naturally feel it, but just playing chess with Master Qingyu can make the elders who have always treated him sincerely happy, so what's the problem?In her eyes, Master Qingyu is an elder worthy of respect and love. Well, it is also necessary to coax the elders.

"It's still hope that Qiu will make me, an old man, happy." Master Qingyu was obviously extremely happy, smiling broadly.

"The real person is joking, who dares to say that the real person is old? Who dares to say that the peak of the gods who are less than six hundred years old is old? I am afraid that it is difficult to find a peak of the gods in this world who is younger than you." Gu Panqiu lightly Laughing and shaking his head.

When Gu Panqiu was young, real Qingyu was the same as he is now. It hasn't changed at all for so many years. He has handsome eyebrows and sculpted eyes, and looks good. An awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty.

How can he look like an old man?

Daoist Qing Ming had a smile on his face, obviously he was very pleased with these words.

After a while, he seemed to say unintentionally: "I don't think so. Given time, Nan Song must be much younger than me when he became a cultivator of spiritual transformation." After finishing speaking, he secretly observed Gu Panqiu's reaction.

Gu Panqiu smiled slightly and said: "Then congratulations to the real person for having such a good apprentice."

Her expression didn't fluctuate in the slightest, as if she was sincerely happy that Master Qingyu received such a good apprentice.

Seeing her unchanged expression, Master Qingming sighed softly in his heart, knowing that his apprentice's affection might be wasted.

Master Qingyu saw Han Nansong's affection for Gu Panqiu, but Gu Panqiu didn't seem to be enthusiastic about his disciple, so Master Qingyu was quite worried about it.

He watched Gu Panqiu grow up, and he has already regarded her as another apprentice in his heart. It would be a blessing if the two juniors he loves can make a good couple.

But it is true that Han Nansong has intentions towards Gu Panqiu, and it is also true that Gu Panqiu has no intentions towards Han Nansong.

In this way, the two of them might not be able to accomplish this good deed, which really made him quite regretful.

But how can outsiders force such things as feelings? Since Gu Panqiu had no intention of doing so, Master Qingyu stopped mentioning this matter, and just sympathized with his apprentice in his heart.

I feel sorry for his apprentice's passionate thoughts, I don't know if he can accept this kind of blow.

Others can't help or persuade these things. He really can't intervene. He just hopes that his apprentice can figure it out on his own. He sighed deeply in his heart, deeply worried about his apprentice's broken youthful feelings, and felt I need to take good care of my apprentice's mental state.

Today's real Qingyu is also worried about the emotional life of his apprentice.

The two played a few more games of chess, each of which had its winner or loser, which made Master Qingyu rejoice, but it was getting late, Master Qingyu couldn't keep Gu Panqiu any longer, so he could only reluctantly let Gu Panqiu leave to rest .

Before leaving, Master Qingyu took out the storage bag that he had prepared earlier, stuffed Gu Panqiu with a lot of treasures, and then let her go.

After Gu Panqiu left, Master Qingyu sat under the tree and drank a cup of tea slowly, taking the last sip into his stomach, and stared deeply at the teacup.

This cultivation world is about to blow up.

It is rare to have such a peaceful moment again.

He withdrew his gaze, recalled the talks with other sect leaders a few days ago, and sighed slightly.

He always thought that these juniors are still young people, and there is always time to wait for them to grow up slowly, and he can also hold up an umbrella for them to protect them from the wind and rain. After all, the time is still long, and they still have time Slowly grow up.

But now that the weather is cloudy, the world of comprehension is about to storm, and the Demon Cult is ready to make a comeback, he is not sure that he will be able to cover them under his wings, and even he himself is not sure that he will get through it safely. This change.

I'm afraid they can only look at their own good fortune.

He thought about those juniors one by one, and all the disciples who are usually very satisfied and feel very lively and cute are either labeled as "too childish and immature" at this time, or they have to say "not working hard enough". , Laziness, wasting one's qualifications" lamented the irony.

However, after counting round and round, there are always a few satisfied objects, such as Panqiu and his apprentice are very good, and the new apprentice that Master Qingming took in is also good, and anyone else is fine. ·····

He was quite relieved, feeling that he finally had some hope, and there were still a few good seedlings growing gratifyingly in the field of Nanxiaomen.

What's more, this catastrophe may not be an opportunity. Perhaps after this catastrophe, the cultivation world will usher in a brand new future, and the Mahayana period is no longer the end of this road of cultivation.

Since the wind and waves cannot be avoided, then ride the wind and waves, and you will eventually travel to the nine heavens.

Unknowingly, a crescent moon has hung in the sky.

"Sister Gu."

Gu Panqiu looked back, Han Nansong was standing not far from her.

Han Nansong's cave is located on the top of Qingyu real person's mountain, Gu Panqiu got the news as soon as he came, and waited for her on the only way back.

In Nanxiaomen, once advanced to Jindan, you can choose a mountain in Wanfenglin as your cave, and at the same time you can accept disciples.

And if these Jindan monks have advanced to Yuanying, they can move away from Wanfeng Forest and build caves on peaks with more aura.

If they are the direct disciples of Elder Huashen, they will not leave the mountaintop of the master until Yuanying. After Yuanying, they can choose to establish their own family, or they can continue to stay on the mountaintop of their master until the next elder takes over.

Of course, the scope of these Nascent Soul cultivators’ choice is wider than those of the Golden Core cultivators. The Golden Core cultivators can choose the mountain peaks in the Ten Thousand Peaks Forest, while the Nascent Soul cultivators can choose places with more aura. Candidates for elders can directly inherit this aura-rich mountain.

"Brother Han, what's the matter?"

Gu Panqiu's master is the younger sister of Master Han Nansong. The two have known each other since they were young. Although they are not in the same sect, due to the relationship between the two masters, they have always been referred to as brothers and sisters.

Gu Panqiu stared back, the bright moonlight covered her with a layer of brilliance, making her face more beautiful and moving, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, her skin was like transparent white jade, like an unattainable flower Orchids in the deep mountains.

Han Nansong looked at her, facing her undisguised doubts and politeness, he lost his voice for a moment, and after a while, Fang Caidao murmured: "Junior Sister Gu."

The author has something to say:

I think it's good to be jealous of each other.

现在

Han Nansong: Xiao Qin, you are a villain!

Xiao Qin: I think you have lost your mind, and everyone is as dirty as you. How can the pure friendship between me and Panqiu allow you to speculate maliciously!

Gu Panqiu: (We are really good friends, Brother Han, you think too much. But I really only have brother and sister friendship towards you!)

after

Han Nansong: Xiao Qin, you...forget it, don't disappoint Pan Qiu.

Xiao Qin gritted his teeth and sneered.

Xiao Qin: Brother, do you really miss Pan Qiu?

Han Nansong's face was frozen, and he bowed his head and said nothing.

Gu Panqiu:······

Who am I and where am I, please don't throw the blame on me when you quarrel, okay? (Smile)