After returning to Yijianfeng, Han Shuman told Song Qingwu the news that he had not found Lu Qingye.
"Junior sister Lu must be very busy during this period, but after she came back, I also sent her a message, asking her to call me if she needed help."
You can't say special words of concern, but you can always show your concern, right?
She can't just keep going, can she?
Song Qingwu nodded.
"That girl has always had an idea. All you senior brothers and sisters out there can do is give her a little more attention to the things she hasn't noticed. I guess your uncle Lefeng and the others will also pay attention to the rest."
Han Shuman nodded and told his master about the sea of stars and flowers he had seen in Xinghai Palace these past few days.
"Master, I remember you once said that the reason why Xinghai Palace is like that is not only because of the formation there, but also because of that uncle, now..."
Song Qingwu paused slightly while looking at the jade slips.
Indeed, the formation of Xinghai Palace was left by the ancestor back then, in order to assist Junior Brother Gu in his cultivation, so that he could abandon distracting thoughts and be pure of desire, so as not to be backlashed by the Gu family's ruthless tactics.
At that time, the ancestors may have actually noticed the problem of the Gu family's ruthless secrets, but they just didn't have a solution yet.
It wasn't until the ancestor of Xiaoyao Peak was passing away that he said something that was specious.
"Being ruthless is also sentimental, and being ruthless can only be ruthless."
Song Qingwu felt that when Senior Brother Guannan asked Gu Changheng to accept a disciple, Senior Brother Lefeng and the others were able to agree, so it was not selfish.
I hope that some causal connections can be created for Gu Changheng, who is destined to be lonely.
But in the day-to-day interactions, those senior brothers also gave their sincerity and emotion to their teachings.
Now, life really appears in Xinghai Palace...
Is it good or bad?
Song Qingwu was unable to make a judgment for the moment.
If you look at it from the past, it would be good. After all, how can a new disciple who has just started compare with the powerful masters of the sect and the brothers who have fought with them?
But looking at it now, this emotion that was mixed with exploitation from the beginning has now blossomed...
Song Qingwu felt that apart from their love for Lu Qingye, Senior Brother Le Feng and the others might also have been thinking of making up for their guilt.
No wonder, when these people knew the truth, Brother Yanshu would secretly sigh.
poor guy!
Amidst the clouds and mist, the waterfall flew down and landed in the mountain stream.
The young man held the sword with a determined gaze and swung it quickly under the waterfall, bringing up countless water drops.
Lu Qingye sat back on the big tree, his eyes falling on the young man.
After several days of observation, she already had a candidate in mind.
The first one is the well-informed Guangzhou, and the other is Senior Sister Yue who taught and helped her back then. Now this young man was discovered by her accidentally.
The young man gets up earlier than others every day and goes to bed later than others.
His qualifications are average, but there is a perseverance in him.
There was light hidden in his eyes.
From his body, Lu Qingye saw a familiar shadow.
Lan Xi put away her sword and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw Lu Qingye jumping down from the tree.
Looking at the female cultivator in front of him who was looking at him, Lan Xi suddenly felt wary.
"Good sword practice."
Hearing Lu Qing praise him, Lan Xi was stunned, and a blush appeared on his immature face.
He came here to practice just to break through himself. The waterfall fell under the pressure of gravity. Practicing swords here could exercise his strength, speed and balance.
Most of the disciples I met in the past laughed at him for being stupid.
