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There was no joy or anger in the master's voice, but Zhuang Qiu knew very well that it must be Lu Xuan who went to complain, otherwise the master would not think of him.

Zhuang Qiu walked all the way to the top of the mountain, and knocked on the master's door bravely.

The master seems to have just washed and washed, the black hair is not tied into a bun, but scattered, only a icicle covers the face.

He was holding a book of swordsmanship in his hand. There were no extra decorations in the simple stone house, the only thing was a shining night pearl.

"Disciple pays homage to Master." Zhuang Qiu knelt on the ground and saluted Master.

"Ziqiu, did you have some conflicts with Lu Xuan?"

"Returning to Master, there are some contradictions."

"Lu Xuan is still a little young and childish, you should let him do everything more."

Give in, let him give in to everything.

Wasn't it enough to tolerate Lu Xuan in the past few years, was it not enough to watch Ji Qingning being snatched away?Now he has to let him go.

Why should he let it go?

"Master, if I don't want to let it go."

Shenyin froze for a moment, her gaze shifted from the book to Zhuang Qiu.

His big disciple is usually the most well-behaved and sensible, and he never troubles him, what's wrong today?Did Lu Xuan really offend him?

"I have something to ask Master, why I live at the end of the mountain, but Ji Qingning and Lu Xuan are both at the top of the mountain."

"You entered the mountain gate early, so the place opened up for you is a bit far away. I thought it would be quieter and more suitable for cultivation if you lived farther away. Don't you like it?"

"I don't like it." Zhuang Qiu said loudly.

"Master, I have been your disciple for 12 years. Over the years, the number of times I have talked with you is not as many as Lu Xuan's in a day." Zhuang Qiu knelt in front of Shenyin.

Every sentence he said wept blood and tears.

"Twelve years ago, you rescued me from the sea of ​​fire. I respect and love you. For the past 12 years, I have been up and practicing swords at three o'clock every day. I never dared to stop. After 12 years, I finally inherited your Taoism. Lu Xuan only gets up three times a day. Apart from basking in the sun and drinking, he doesn't pay attention to your way at all. Master, what am I inferior to him? Could it be that I followed the rules and didn't cause trouble for the master, did I do something wrong? "

For some reason, he couldn't remember Zhuang Qiu as his great disciple.

Occasionally, Qingning would flash in his mind, and he would want to ask how his cultivation was.

But for Zhuang Qiu, he felt relieved, could it be because of this that he ignored him.

Thinking about Zhuang Qiu not only not neglecting his homework all these years, but also mastering Qinglian swordsmanship to a great degree, Shenyin felt extremely guilty.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything comforting.

After doing everything, what else can I say to prevaricate him?

Then Shenyin reached out and touched the top of his head, and said in a flat voice: "I see, thank you for your hard work."

Zhuang Qiu felt the momentary care from Master.

He was afraid of missing a point.

"Ziqiu, I'm going down the mountain to Qingcheng tomorrow to get rid of evil spirits. You should go with me too. You have been on the mountain for 12 years, and it seems that you haven't been down the mountain yet."

Zhuang Qiu's eyes lit up, and then went out again in a moment.

What's the use, why don't you take Ji Qingning and Lu Xuan down the mountain early tomorrow morning, and forget everything about today.

After Zhuang Qiu came back from his master, he fell asleep.

He slept so badly that he didn't know what year it was, he was extraordinarily drowsy.

Even in a dream, he thought about it.

Tomorrow is Ji Qingning's birthday, should I give him a birthday gift?

Elixir or magic weapon?

Will it be too vulgar?

The broken jade pendant seemed to be given by Ji Qingning's deceased teacher. I heard that there are skilled craftsmen in the Qingcheng School who can restore the broken jade pendant to its original appearance.

Why don't you please ask the master.

Time passed.

The aura of the Qingyuan Mountains suddenly became chaotic for a moment.

Hyacinths hidden in the soil are blooming all over the cliffs.

When the wind blows, the flowers covered with stems make a joyful cry, as if to say.

free.