Heaven and earth float day and night

Wen Qi couldn't hide what was going on in his heart, so he cried all the way on the road, and he continued to cry up the mountain for a month. Whenever others mentioned Su Jiugui, his eyes would turn sour.

But Zhu Bai didn't seem to react much, he was just wearing sackcloth, and he couldn't tell that he was sad at all except that he was wearing it.

Wen Qi often wondered if Zhubai was crying in secret, and also thought, the Dao is ruthless, and few Taoist priests in Taiqing Mountain seem to be enthusiastic, and Zhubai should not be very enthusiastic.

His Majesty the Demon Dragon, as always, was busy inside and out to help rebuild Mount Taiqing.

They have lived for hundreds of years, and they are not 20-year-old young people like Wen Qi, so they should ignore life and death.

Wen Qi's heart shuddered, and he suddenly realized what the end of this road of cultivation was like.

He looked around at the Taoist priests from left to right. They were all steady and dignified. Obviously, each face was different, and they were all good-looking faces, but in Wen Qi's eyes, they were exactly the same.

There is no need to practice the ruthless way, they are more ruthless than ordinary people.

If Wen Qi goes down this road, he will become like them, with less and less joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and the trivial things in the world can no longer make him fluctuate.

Wen Qi practiced Taoism in Taiqing Mountain for three years, and it took three years for Taiqing Mountain to barely regain some vitality.

The Jiange opens today, and the sword repairer can choose a sword of his own.

Wen Qi already had Su Jiugui's sword intent in his hands, and Hongliu was a spirit master, neither of them needed to choose a sword, and bringing them here one after another was just to join in the fun.

At the beginning, Zhubai was called an elder for no reason, but later he really became an elder of Mount Taiqing.

When they met people on the road, they all nodded to Zhubai and called out respectfully.

When Wen Qi went to Taiqing Mountain, it was just in time for a big battle. Taiqing Mountain collapsed like a ruin. It was the first time I saw such a big battle.

The sword pavilion has not taken root, but hangs high in the sky, the gate of the sword pavilion is wide open, and the disciples use their own sword energy to test the sword.

The so-called sword test is to compare with peers. It is to use a willow branch instead of a long sword. Whoever cuts 36 golden threads first can open the sword pavilion once.

The gate of the Jiange opens wide, and a sword that belongs to you will fly out. This sword is your natal sword.

Jiange competitions are all children's play, the master does not appear on the stage, and whatever he gets is his ability.

Wen Qisan and the others just opened the door when they arrived, and Hongliu followed Zhubai to watch the fun. The Taoist competition in Taiqing Mountain was really good, and she didn't feel tired after watching it for an hour.

Zhubai said: "I have never participated before."

Wen Qi: "Why?"

Zhubai: "I probably think it's absurd for the magic dragon to be here."

Zhubai said he was cultivating Taoism in Taiqing Mountain, but he was actually having fun, some of the other disciples did not have Zhubai, if he took part in the test, it would disturb the fairness.

Wen Qi thought about it all at once, but didn't know how to say it.

Zhubai: "Look more at your peers."

Wen Qi: "Why are you becoming more and more like a master?"

Zhubai was taken aback, "Is there?"

Wen Qi: "Yes, more stable."

Chasing white is not because he does not think about food and tea, but he is more silent and more stable every day.

If it is like a person, Wen Qi thinks he is very similar to Su Jiugui.

"If Master is still alive, if he sees..."

"Cough!" Hongliu felt that Wen Qi's mind was really not very good, so she whispered a curse, and actually directly silenced Wen Qi.

"Woooooo!" Wen Qi pointed to his mouth, stared at Hongliu with wide eyes, and said a lot of words that Hongliu couldn't understand.

"Shut up," Hongliu said, "You should!"

Wen Qi gave Hongliu a hard look, why did Su Jiugui give him to Hongliu, she was her own master, if she wanted him to shut up, he had to shut up.

Hongliu said: "Stop howling, it will be over in an hour."

Hongliu quietly glanced at Zhubai, and found that Zhubai had no expression. Wen Qi was right, he really looked more and more like Su Jiugui.

Hongliu suddenly said: "I will go down the mountain in a month."

"Huh?" Zhubai was a little surprised, she had just hugged Taiqing Mountain's thigh, if she went down the mountain as Su Jiugui's apprentice, she might be hunted down all the way.

Wen Qi was struggling at first, but he stopped struggling when he heard this, and this was the first time he had heard of it.

"Reciting scriptures on the mountain is not suitable for me." Hongliu said, "I can't kill the emperor in Taiqing Mountain."

With Chuyuan closed, the world can do whatever it wants.

The demon race became more and more rampant, killing many rebellious human races.Hongliu came here for the purpose of killing the emperor. She just followed Su Jiugui for a while, and she always wanted to return to her own right path.

Zhubai looked down at her, Hongliu was wearing a purple dress, she was young, in her early twenties, full of vigor and vitality.

The man fights in all directions, and this little girl will also fight in all directions.

Chassis: "Tell me what?"

Hongliu: "You are my senior brother."

Zhubai: "I didn't recognize you, don't give yourself money."

She hadn't done the teacher's ceremony either, Su Jiugui had taught Wen Qi seriously, but never this little girl.

Zhubai: "Master taught you something."

Hongliu pointed to her own brain, "Strategy."

She didn't learn Taiqing Mountain Kungfu from Su Jiugui's side, what she learned was Su Jiugui's way of life, how he broke the situation, it was a desperate gamble, and it was how you climb your own road.

What Su Jiugui taught her is even more precious, and she can turn danger into safety in times of crisis.

She first learned from Su Jiugui's side and went to Taiqing Mountain. During the past three years, she has continuously realized one thing.

What was Su Jiugui thinking when one person could cut off the way for future generations to ascend to ascension?

After thinking for three years, Hongliu finally figured it out, because Su Jiugui didn't care, he really didn't care about ascension, let alone cultivation, he didn't think highly of cultivation.

Su Jiugui didn't think that the practice of the human race was more remarkable than that of the monster race. There are so many creatures in this world, it's not a big deal not to be able to ascend.

Red Willow has realized enlightenment.

Zhubai sighed, he originally thought that guarding Su Jiugui and his two apprentices would be considered due diligence, but who knew that his apprentices could make troubles.

There are not many people in this world who can remember Su Jiugui, and Zhubai doesn't want one less.

Zhubai: "Okay."

Wen Qi next to him suddenly stopped tossing when he heard this, and clenched his fists, dejectedly.

Hongliu didn't say that she would take her away.

When the Jiange competition was over, the disciples left one after another, and there were only three of them left in front of the Jiange.

Zhubai said, "Let's go, I'll pack some things for you."

The corner of Hongliu's mouth curled up, as if her mother wanted to pack her luggage.

Hongliu pointed at Jiange, said: "No hurry, I want to see you try."

Looking at her one by one, Hongliu met the magic dragon's gaze without fear, and said, "Try it, I've never seen you use a sword, I want to see it before I leave."

Zhubai kills people by either staring at them to death, or digging out people's hearts with one claw. Hongliu has never seen Zhubai use a weapon.

Zhubai understood in an instant, the little girl had heard the conversation between him and Wen Qi, because Zhubai had never participated in it when she was a teenager.

Hongliu and Wen Qi are indeed Su Jiugui's apprentices. When Su Jiugui died, he regretted that he didn't give Zhubai many things, and Hongliu wanted to give him back.

Anyway, Hongliu and Zhubai are of the same generation, they compete with him and also go to Jiange.

After Su Jiugui died, it was Zhubai who took care of them, and they were also taking care of Zhubai.

Chaser: "Do you think this is fair?"

Hongliu: "Great, I like to act unfairly!"

Wen Qi: "..." Hongliu really likes to bully people.

This is not a big deal, he broke off a section of dead branch, and actually got on the stage. It was the first time he stood in this position, it seemed that he was not [-] years old at this time, but a young boy who had just transformed .

There are 36 golden threads on the top of his head. Ordinary people say that when cultivating Taoism, one golden thread is at ease in the heart, and when one is cut off, there is another.

Cutting off the last one is enlightenment.

Zhubai used the branch as a sword, and made a sudden move, bringing up a gust of wind, with a sound of brushing, the sword broke through three golden lines.

Wen Qi broke the silence, "Senior brother is so handsome!"

He practiced Taoism in Taiqing Mountain and forced himself to act like a Taoist priest. His temper honed in the market was deliberately buried, and today he took this opportunity to shout loudly.

Wen Qi applauded Zhubai, "Brother is so handsome!"

Hongliu glanced at Wen Qi, and then shouted: "Senior brother is so handsome!"

There was no one here, the Taoist boys had all left, only the three of them were left, and they showed their true colors in an instant.

None of them are serious cultivators, they are all struggling in the market. They just don't know how to be polite in this life, and they are too crazy and no one can control their demeanor.

Zhubai laughed when he heard the words, it was the first time he had such a happy life after Su Jiugui's death, as if the haze disappeared as soon as the sword's edge came out.

He raised his wrist, and the branch turned into a sword, slashing through the golden thread.

Hongliu and Wen Qi gradually lost their voices, their swordsmanship was unparalleled, Wen Qi and Hongliu just learned the basics.

Zhubai really grew up beside Su Jiugui. Su Jiugui inherited 300 years of cultivation through precepts and deeds, and what he inherited was Zhubai.

The edge of the sword was sharp, he did not hesitate when he drew the sword, and left room when he drew it back, just like Su Jiugui himself.

Sword moves are the same as people, how a person acts his sword is what he does.

Su Jiugui's sword is gentle but powerful, his will is like mountains and rivers, and he never changes for anything.

Zhubai forgot about Chu Yuan, forgot about the great battle, and also forgot that Su Jiugui died in his arms.

There is only gold thread in his eyes, only gold thread.

A sword fell, and the last golden thread was cut off, falling slowly like fallen leaves.

Throwing away the branches one by one, he didn't even take a breather because of the competition, he wouldn't find it difficult for children to play, and he wouldn't spend a little more effort.

What was originally missed will be really missed, and there is no way to make up for it later.

He is no longer the little white dragon who dragged his tail and ran all over the mountain, and he is no longer happy because of the Jiange competition.

When he wanted to compete in the Jiange, he didn't have to do something, he wanted to win the leader after participating, and let them see what the apprentice of Immortal Yunji was like.

He looked instinctively, but he didn't see Su Jiugui, only Wen Qi and Hong Liu.

Wen Qi and Hong Liu were ecstatic, hugging each other and cheering for Zhu Bai, but their cheers couldn't reach him.

When things changed and people changed, he used the master's sword move, and the only thing he felt was missing.

He really... misses him.

Miss him very much.

When on earth are you coming back?

"Look!" Wen Qi said suddenly: "The gate of Jiange is open!"

After a pause, he heard a strange noise behind him, and the gate of the Jiange opened.

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