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"I'm sorry, Qinghui. Thank you for your hard work. I'm childless." Qinghe Zhenjun said to Lin Pingzhen, hesitant but still supported the other party with his own hands.
"It's okay, but Uncle Qinghe must not let her come out alone next time. When the disciple saw one of them lying on the roadside, still muttering your name, struggling, and there were several wounds on his body, he probably ran out in a hurry. of."
Hearing this, True Lord Qinghe's heart softened, and he could not say many words that came to his lips.
That's all, after all, she couldn't help the child, so why force her? True Lord Qinghe touched the top of Shen Meng's hair and said to Wang Jingxuan after a long time: "Perhaps I am too busy and have not thought carefully. Even if you don't want to be my disciple, I am still willing to teach you. Never break your word.”
She took a step back.
Wang Jingxuan was a little stunned and didn't know what to say. She could only lower her voice and said: "Thank you, Zhenjun."
"I have been busy for a long time... Alas, it seems that I have no chance to meet you. I have been bothering you for a long time today. My little girl is not feeling well. I will take her back right now." Zhenjun Qinghe shook his head and said.
The grandfather and grandson left the courtyard.
"Jing can speak the truth, doesn't she know that she is absolutely incomparable to me? You don't have to choose whatever you choose..."
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"Jingxuan, I'm sorry that it took me so long to visit you. I feel... guilty in my heart." The regret on her face was obvious and sincere.
She really regretted that she had been so emotional back then and missed a good seed, delaying the child's future.
After thinking about it over the years, she wanted to repair the relationship again and again, and brought the person back as her disciple regardless. But he hesitated again and again, or should be said to be defeated by Shen Meng's tears.
...That child is her only remaining descendant after all. Whenever the other person cried and begged her not to give up, she couldn't help but soften. When she wanted to distract herself to inquire about Wang Jingxuan's situation, she was delayed by various things that suddenly happened to Shen Meng.
She compromised again and again, but every time she compromised, the guilt and pity in her heart would increase, gathering into a force, waiting to explode one day.
Until this time, when she heard some news about Wang Jingxuan, Zhenjun Qinghe really couldn't bear it anymore and came to her door regardless.
Forget it, Shen Meng is just her junior after all. Isn't it her freedom to accept whomever she wants as her disciple? Why bother looking at her face. All these years of Shen Meng's messing around finally consumed all her pity and kindness.
By now she was determined to accept Wang Jingxuan as her disciple, and she didn't want to pay attention to the "serious" news from Shen Meng again, so she set out directly to this courtyard. Unexpectedly, he ran into the opponent of Old Man Baicao.
Old Man Baicao sneered: "Now I think of little Jing'er, where did she go before. I owe everything to my own efforts and...the teachings. It's too shameless for you to want to rob someone now."
"Don't be sentimental. You'd better take care of that unlucky child of yours first. I heard that she has fallen in love with the head of the family, Mr. Lin, and is fighting for him to the death. Don't take care of her now. And you’re here to steal other people’s disciples…”
Ning Xia's ears twitched and she keenly caught a certain keyword, Boy Lin? Or from the head of the family? Sounds slightly familiar.
Could it be Lin Pingzhen? ! Ningxia was startled by her guess.
Thinking about it, there seems to be nothing wrong with him. After all, Lin Ping is such an outstanding person, so of course girls will like him. But what Old Baicao said really sounds like a story...
"Why do I accept Guan Meng'er as my disciple? I will talk to her when I get back, so you don't have to worry about it. You have too much to worry about. I don't know anything about what you said, so how did you know about it? Could it be that Do you pay attention to these trivial things on weekdays?" Zhenjun Qinghe was very dissatisfied with Old Man Baicao's harsh words.
Although she doesn't like some of Shen Meng's pretentious behaviors, she still doesn't like others to judge her children casually, and she doesn't like being honest.
"Besides, you are neither Jingxuan nor her official master, so how can you make plans for her? I am asking about Wang Jingxuan, not you, Old Man Baicao. I hope you will not make your own decisions for others."
Although they do not have their own territory, the guild does not fall under the jurisdiction of any place. Their internal management mechanisms are also different, and they are not very clear about the internal affairs of those sects. Especially the prison elder, whose parents are the honorary elders of the guild. He has been a member of the guild since he was born and has never understood anything related to the sect.
Although I have indeed seen a lot of things like this in my life at this age, and I have even been involved in many such things, this is the first time I know of such a bad and shocking thing.
It can also be seen from such an incident that the management of some sects is really lax to a certain extent, and they can actually allow demonic monks to take advantage of the situation and weave a dense and huge network around them.
Now it was revealed in the mouth of a young monk. The prison elder felt that this was a very inappropriate thing. He felt that all the righteous monks in the southeastern border needed to reflect after this incident.
But they have lived in comfort for so long that they have forgotten that they share this sky with a group of crazy cultivators.
Even though the righteous path still occupies the orthodox position, the power of the demonic monks cannot be underestimated. They are good at hiding in the dark, observing, pinpointing your sore spots, and quietly planning to swallow you in one bite if they have the chance.
Just because someone doesn't stand up doesn't mean they've given up. Isn't it enough that the demonic cultivators who have been coming back again and again for thousands of years are not enough to warn them about the ambitious thoughts hidden in the demonic sects?
Too dismissive.
Watching this farce till now, the prison elder thought to himself. But it didn't show on his face.
Wang Jingxuan continued, uncovering all the rotten parts hidden in the grand scene and exposing them to everyone.
The little people who have a lot to gain, the small group with countless connections, the unsightly unspoken rules hidden in the dark, the deformed and twisted relationships... these are all unspoken rules that everyone living at the bottom of the sect needs to accept.
At the moment when the conspiracy was exposed, these obscure things also surfaced, allowing most of the monks present who had not experienced this stage to rethink their concepts.
Is the world of cultivation that Wang Jingxuan mentioned really the same world as the world of cultivation that they have experienced? the answer is.
Old Man Baicao sneered: "Now I think of little Jing'er, where did she go before. I owe everything to my own efforts and...the teachings. It's too shameless for you to want to rob someone now."
"Don't be sentimental. You'd better take care of your unlucky child first.
