Not long after leaving Chireien Garden, when I was crossing the bridge, I saw a person standing by the bridge, who seemed to have been waiting for me for a long time.
Seeing this, He Jian Chuyun hurried forward, bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Master."
Qing Fengyu turned around, his face was as usual, and his eyes as calm as water looked at her for a long time.
When He saw Chu Yun secretly wondering, the other party looked at Chun Tan.
Before Hejian Chuyun could speak, Chuntan also reacted.
"Miss, please step aside."
He Jian Chuyun nodded and said nothing. As soon as Chun Tan walked away, Qing Fengyu spoke and asked, "How is Xuan Li."
The little mouth opened, but it was mute. After taking a deep breath, he said perfunctorily: "It will be fine."
Qing Fengyu's eyes moved, as if he saw something.
In fact, when He saw Chuyun yesterday, he glanced at Shen Yi and then left. Because she was so angry at the time, she was not even in the mood to ask how Shen Yi was doing.
How do you know what state Shen Yi is in at this time?
Qing Fengyu originally wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say it. A flash of blue light flashed across his fingertips. Hejian Chuyun was caught off guard and was touched between the eyebrows. In an instant, there was a lot of information in his mind.
She was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Master, what are you..."
"Practice the second half of Indigo Qingyun Technique well. Also, don't forget today's homework. I have something to do as a teacher, so I'll leave first."
Qing Fengyu's words were still calm, and he turned around and walked away without any nonsense.
All this seemed so strange to Tsurumi Chuyun.
It is said that teaching the apprentice will starve the master to death.
Masters often hide their secrets when teaching their disciples.
The same is true in this world. Even if they are closed disciples, their masters will not teach them all their skills at once. Often, those who receive the true teachings must not only have amazing talents, but also gain 100% trust from their masters.
Feeling the extra information in his mind, Tsurumi Chuyun fell into deep thought.
She is very confident in her talent, but does her master trust her?
She wasn't sure about that.
Could it be that he is putting the chips on himself?
But this is not enough.
All her resources come from the Tsurumi clan, and Qingfengyu's existence only serves as an auxiliary or icing on the cake.
Often strong men from the sect "invest" in the children of a certain family, and it is not possible to join the gang with just one skill, not even with his unique skills.
To provide resources and environment, we must stand firmly with the family behind the disciples and be firmly bound to them!
In this way, both parties will trust each other.
There are too many involved in the secular family. If you make one wrong step, the world will collapse!
Tsurumi Chuyun probably understood that his master was still hesitant and did not want to fall into the quagmire prematurely.
Or perhaps Xuan Li's disobedience to his discipline accounted for a large part of the reason.
She is not in a hurry. She has already obtained the Qingyun Jue, and the future is not too far away...
Seeing Chuyun thinking like this, He called Chuntan back.
But she didn't know that in front of Qing Fengyu, she still seemed a little more upright.
If she had just changed the question and acted like she cared about Shen Yi, Qing Fengyu would probably have "studded".
It's a pity that her perfunctory tone made Qing Fengyu hesitate again at the last moment.
She couldn't understand it, the authorities were confused, but Qing Fengyu, an outsider, could see it very clearly.
The pearl of the Tsurumi mansion has an arrogant temperament, but Xuanli also has an unruly temperament. If the stalemate between the two sides continues, one of them will inevitably compromise.
And he didn't think that Xuanli, a contracted beast, would know anything about human nature. It would be fine if he surrendered in the end, but if Tsurumi Chuyun used the power of the family to use some special means and the two sides became alienated, that would be the most fatal!
In his opinion, among the disciples he accepted, the one with the greatest potential was Tsurumi Chuyun.
It was a pity to have him give up.
His hesitation also made him particularly confused.
What the future will look like depends on the choices made today.
What is the best choice?
He did not go to the main peak, but walked across the iron cable bridge step by step. He said nothing along the way, neither fast nor slow, and his face became more and more weird as he continued to move.
He walked towards the back mountain, as if he was attracted by something.
……pilgrimage?
Two hours later, Qing Fengyu opened the lush branches blocking his eyes, revealing an open space behind.
In the center of the open space, there is an old man sitting cross-legged. If Shen Yi were here, he would definitely recognize that this old man is the elder holding the lantern!
Qing Fengyu exhaled a breath of turbid air, walked straight to the old man with his feet on the ground, then bowed and said: "Master."
The old man opened his eyes, his turbid eyes swept over the feminine man in front of him, but he did not speak immediately.
He stood up from the ground with some difficulty, and then looked at the sky behind him that was blocked by the sea of clouds.
It was as if he knew Qing Fengyu would come.
Not long after, he murmured.
"I saw……"
After hearing his words clearly, Qing Fengyu's eyes trembled twice, and he bent down even lower. He cupped his hands and asked tremblingly: "May I ask what Master saw?"
Elder Lantern's cloudy eyes regained some clarity, and there seemed to be something in the sky that others could not see.
"The Great Sun... Jinshan... Tianzun..."
Six words, intermittently. Every time he uttered a word, the frequency of the flesh on his face beat more and more. Until the last word "Tianzun" came out, he spat out a mouthful of old blood three or four feet away, as if he was suddenly slapped. With all his strength gone, Guang collapsed to the ground.
His skin was a strange red color, and his flesh grew like crazy, and soon it fell down into a thick layer!
Seeing this, Qing Fengyu hurriedly helped Elder Lantern up. He didn't understand the meaning of those six words. He only knew that what Elder Lantern said was what he wanted!
What did he see?
He didn't dare to ask more questions. Qing Fengyu knew very well that even if he asked the elder Lantern, he wouldn't answer.
"Excuse me, Master, what should I do?"
The elder holding the lantern sat up straight with difficulty and shook his head.
"The sect will be destroyed within a hundred years, or it will be inherited for ten thousand years...the former or the latter, it depends on you in a single thought."
"I sincerely hope that the sect will remain standing for thousands of years."
"The latter..."
Qing Fengyu lowered his head and did not answer.
"If this is your choice, you will die within a year."
Qingfeng Yu lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.
There was neither sadness nor joy on the face of the elder holding the lantern, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"How many years?"
"Master, June 27, seventy-six years."
"Do you remember it clearly? I'm old and can't even remember what season it was on the day I met you."
"Master, respect me..."
"You don't have to restrain yourself, follow your own heart and choose, no one will blame you."
"Master..."
"...No matter how you choose or how you change midway, it's all destiny. What I can see is too one-sided and I can't answer you much. Go back."
Qing Fengyu struggled for a while, finally sighed, turned and walked away.
In the open space, Elder Lantern closed his eyes and entered a state of selflessness.
Time flew by, and seventy-six years passed in the blink of an eye. He watched the green seedlings grow into giant trees.
The flowers in the corner fade and bloom every year.
How many frustrated faces have been added to the memory?
The man holding the umbrella in front of the lonely grave wants to use the bones under his knees, but he cannot exchange for the return of his old friend.
With an old sigh, the regret that appeared out of thin air disappeared.
