He created the 'mission given by God' and did not waste his time as a weapon master.
Master couldn't help being happy, and at the same time extremely regretful.
He finally thought of his brother whom he had forgotten for a long time. He hated him for his broken promises and his lies, but was it possible that he had actually created it?
Because since then, the demons have indeed declined, and the humans have indeed won.
But at that time, too many people died, and he didn't have the courage to take the responsibility to search, investigate, and seek innocence, so he could only escape.
Master Jun woke him up, and he started to look for his brother. He wanted to know, he wanted to ask God why he did this to his brother!
From then on, Master Jun rarely saw his master, and he had no interest in giving the chain ring a name, so he put it away in a high cabinet. Later, it seemed that Fu Lingjun found it and said it was the style that his mother liked. They were in the mortal world. I also happened to be short of a storage for sundries, so I gave it as a birthday gift...
Master Jun told it from his perspective, so he had read about this history before meeting his master. At that time, he did not accept the master's explanation, and the master did not persuade him and instead embarked on a journey to find his brother.
Until a letter came from the master. Each letter was about the shortcomings and advantages of Jun Weapon Master's famous weapons and how to improve them.
Master Jun couldn't help but read those letters even though he was disdainful. Later he calmed down and became more rational, or maybe he saw more of those sanctimonious and disgusting faces.
He began to favor his master, who actually had been with him for hundreds of years when he chose to self-exile and wander. He believed more in the character of his master whom he saw with his own eyes.
But he couldn't find his master, except for letters of advice.
Then the master waited for him with his last breath.
The master said that he had found it, but it was too late. His brother was already dead, but he did not miss him.
It's just that he hasn't found actual evidence yet, so he is unwilling to give up. He begs, asks Master Jun to help him, to help him investigate. He doesn't ask to prove anything, he just hopes to find his brother's bones or the place where he died, and bury them together. …
Master Junqi was angry that there was nothing about him in his master's last words. He was even more angry at his master's last words. The master said that he had nothing more to teach him. Only a secret book that contained the painstaking efforts of all sects to refine weapons was published that year. His brother took advantage of the chaos and took him away. If you find his bones, you might be able to reach a higher level...
Is Master using this to lure me to find it?
Does he need that book?
Anyway, this is what Master Jun told Shui Miaomiao. When the worship is over, he will look for the secret book. After searching for a long time, there are only vague clues pointing to the territory where the demons set up camp in the past. Every time I come back without success, I hope this time I can
The fire gradually burned out, and the aura smoke slowly dissipated into the sky.
Master Jun breathed a sigh of relief. He finally told the story for so many years. He kowtowed to the colorful tomb again, hoping that the next time he would tell the story to everyone in the world.
Master Jun turned to look at Shui Miaomiao, who was kneeling beside her. Her eyes were slightly lowered, her hands were clasped in front of her chest, and she seemed to be praying for something.
"This is my master." Master Jun couldn't help but remind him, what are you doing with such piety? He raised his hand and tapped the back of Shui Miaomiao's head. He didn't want Shui Miaomiao to empathize too deeply. What if he was wrong?
"I thought your emotional temperament would comfort me, but in the end, you said something that was so convoluted that people couldn't understand it. What are you doing now?"
Shui Miaomiao replied calmly, "Pray for blessings."
"for me?"
"For myself." Shui Miaomiao glanced at the passionate Jun Weapon Master, closed her eyes slightly and put her hand on her forehead, and said seriously, "You don't need these illusory things, you know what you are looking for, But I have a bunch of bad things, so I really have no way to ask for help, so I ask the immortals for blessings. I hope that future generations will follow the same path by mistake. I only hope that God will make things clear..."
Shui Miaomiao's piety made Master Jun unbearable, "I'm a small person, but I have a lot of things in my heart. If you listen to my complaints, I can also listen to yours."
"I am Duckweed, but there are no such stories that I only hear from others." Shui Miaomiao chuckled and interrupted Master Jun's words, "In the story, you told it with humility and courtesy, which made it beautiful. Not so? With your personality and your current ability, you would actually look for 'evidence' without engaging in it? It's really rare."
"Do you believe my master?"
Shui Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head to look at Master Jun, "How many times have you asked, insisting on an answer? I avoided talking about it. Obviously it won't be an answer you are satisfied with."
"I don't believe it, but to comfort me?" Master Jun couldn't help but wonder. In fact, this is not bad. He is not asking for approval. It is just a story that has been suppressed for too long and needs to be told. It needs to be listened to and will not be interrupted halfway. Begin to condemn him and refute him.
"I don't know." Shui Miaomiao sighed, not knowing why Master Jun was laughing. "I said it from the beginning, I have never met your master or a demon. I am not qualified to comment on this lawsuit."
Master Jun nodded. He didn't want to get involved. This was good. He was worried that Shui Miaomiao would get hot.
"But I know you, so I believe you." Shui Miaomiao suddenly turned around and looked at Master Jun with a sincere smile. The smile at the corner of Master Jun's mouth suddenly froze and gradually faded away.
"If you need anything, you can come to me. I will definitely help if I can."
"There is no need." Master Jun interrupted Shui Miaomiao, with a serious look on his face but he didn't know what to say. He regretted it a little. He lectured in distress, "You are so naive. If you don't want me to say anything, you will believe whatever I say." Okay?"
Master Jun is really afraid that Shui Miaomiao will get involved. Not to mention that he doesn't have evidence now. Even if he does, it will not be easy to overturn the conviction back then. What's more, he has never even seen the evidence.
Unaware of Master Jun's worries at the moment, Shui Miaomiao blinked at him and said playfully, "I don't believe your story, I believe in my ability to make friends."
"Tsk." Master Jun was speechless for a moment. He stood up unhappily and pulled Shui Miaomiao up at the same time.
"Be gentle." Shui Miaomiao was pulled and staggered a few times before she managed to stand still, "Are we planning to go back now?"
"It's already very late." Looking at the bright hall in the mine, fearing that it was already dark outside, Master Jun grabbed Shui Miaomiao's arm and walked towards the tunnel, muttering, "I will send you back to the sect early tomorrow morning, so you can Stay safely in your sect and don't run around and make people worry."
Shui Miaomiao, who was being pulled by Master Jun and had to run in three steps, smiled and said nothing, and asked, "What about you? Where are you going after you send me back to the sect? Are you looking for the evidence?"
"Yes." He replied subconsciously. Master Jun choked and added, "I'm mainly looking for secret books, and I'm also looking for other things, but they have nothing to do with you."
"I know." Shui Miaomiao responded obediently. Master Jun glanced back in confusion, but he didn't even choke on himself?
Shui Miaomiao smirked at him and took out her arm, then helped Master Jun to the wheelchair and said politely, "Sit tight, I'm going to push. Quickly adjust your mood and don't expose any flaws."
It's a little weird, but I don't know what the blame is. Master Jun sat in his wheelchair and fell into deep thought.
