"Senior can rest assured, but I don't rest assured about myself."
Chen Mo smiled to himself, then folded the letter and quietly pushed it back to the table.
"Are you scared?" Lin Yuling said.
Both of them knew deep down in their hearts that the topic they were talking about now went beyond the superficial meaning.
"Rather than fear, it is better to describe it as worry. Senior, you are someone who has been through this, and you probably know which emotion can prevail when reason and emotion overlap."
"Chen Mo, you are still young."
"Yeah." Chen Mo agreed.
"Those two words, we old guys who have lived for hundreds of years don't dare to say that we have the slightest control. How can you understand them thoroughly?"
"In my personal opinion, feelings are different from cultivating immortals. They do not become richer with age. It should be each person's growth trajectory that plays a decisive role."
"hehe....."
Lin Yuling laughed a few times when Chen Mo said it. This was a rare smile for her, but Chen Mo vaguely noticed something from her expression.
The look of that smile seems to contain the helpless tolerance in the hearts of the elders, and the smile when faced with children's unbridled words.
Although Chen Mo felt very uncomfortable, he still said: "This junior does not understand the rules and has offended you."
"It doesn't matter." Lin Yuling waved her hand, and then said leisurely:
"Actually, you only consider the surface. This proves that you are still very naive when it comes to feelings. Nothing is easy, especially for it."
"I thought that some things could be taught by the elders so that children would avoid pitfalls and walk less roads. But now it seems that we are naive. No one can stop the trap that we are destined to fall into. Only we know the pain. Only after you have learned a lesson and crawled out of the pit covered with scars can you understand that what the elders said was correct. This is the same for everyone."
So what should I do?
Chen Mo wanted to ask this question in his heart, but he held it back in the end. The reason was that he didn't want Lin Yuling to look down on him. He had to be taught by others about such things. What he said before was really a joke. .
"Since you agreed, I would rather be respectful than obey."
Chen Mo suddenly changed the topic and returned to the matter of the flying pigeon passing the letter. He put the letter back in his arms and asked: "By the way, there is one more thing. Has Wushuang seen the carrier pigeon?"
"Why do you ask?"
Chen Mo said very normally: "If she doesn't see it, I will take this time to pay homage to the master, inform him, and wait until everything is ready before setting off."
"If she has seen it, she must tell the truth now. The longer it takes, the more suspicious Wushuang will be. Instead of letting her feel grudge, it is better to take the initiative to tell her now."
After listening to Chen Mo's methodical explanation, Lin Yuling nodded: "It seems that the wrong person was chosen for this matter... She was in the room at that time, so she probably didn't notice it."
Chen Mo immediately stood up and said: "Then, this junior will take the pigeons and the letter away first. When it is over, I will let the pigeons in."
Lin Yuling nodded and said, "You are serious."
"Senior is so complimentary."
Chen Mo bowed and bowed and left. As for how she and Chu Wushuang explained their whereabouts, that was her business, and there would be no mistakes.
...
Outside the suburbs, continuous clouds blocked the sky, and the willow trees on both sides became clear in this bright color. This was a desolate world composed of countless mounds. It was easy for Chen Mo to think of a place where not a single blade of grass could grow. Gobi Desert: The tree trunk twists its withered hands, longing for a little mercy from God. The ruthless wind and dust blow it far away, drifting until it remains an insignificant little yellow dot in the distance. Slowly, The dark night and the wild sand began to become silent, and no one could remember the news that it once existed.
Chen Mo walked to the tomb belonging to Sun Xing. The wind was very strong at this time, and some of the fruits and melons he brought as sacrifices were blown around before they were placed.
There was no other way, so Chen Mo fired a line of spiritual energy and fixed it in place, placing it neatly in the shape of a pin.
Chen Mo kowtowed silently three times, stood up and spoke. He was the only one talking to himself in the empty wasteland.
"Master, I can't accompany you for the time being. I have to leave for Chudu in the afternoon. You will be fine here. If you are missing anything, just entrust me with your dream. Don't treat yourself badly."
The wind blew more fiercely, and the branches of the willow tree a few feet away behind him were dancing and swaying wildly. The swaying shadows were like ferocious evil spirits bound to the ground, criss-crossing and dancing like the rhythm of light and shadow.
He said calmly: "Master, if you want to blame me, just let the wind stop. I don't know whether this trip is right or wrong, but I will listen to what you say."
Before he finished speaking, the wind blew harder.
Chen Mo waited for more than ten breaths, but still showed no tendency to stop. He was very grateful for the master's magnanimity, and bowed down excitedly three times.
"Rest, Master."
Chen Mo turned around and left without looking back. The sacrifice lost its spiritual power and was instantly mixed with sand, fallen leaves, and a dry breath, burying all the secrets in the distance.
.......
After paying homage to Sun Xing, Chen Mo did not return to the courtyard. First, he had to consider the issue of flying carrier pigeons. Secondly, since he established the foundation, the practice of magic weapons and sword techniques has fallen into a stagnant state. During this gap, he was ready to experience it again.
Chen Mo was far away from the city, in an inaccessible valley. Worried, he arranged a simple formation to ensure that no common people would enter and take out the bone spur, the relic of his master.
This object still looked the same as the one he first saw. It was a magic weapon made of the backbone of some monster. Chen Mo thought, and the spiritual fluid flowed into the bone spur magic weapon along with the stimulation of his wrist.
Buzz…
The bone spur made a slight tremor, and then a white light flashed quickly. Chen Mo held the bone spur and thrust it forward. The surrounding light suddenly turned into an illusory spike and smashed towards the ground in front of him.
With two consecutive booms, a slender and deep pit was dug out on the ground. One was made by the virtual spike, and the other was the body of the bone spur. Judging from its appearance, it was possible to achieve this with just a simple wave. Such powerful power.
Chen Mo nodded secretly. Since building the foundation, the magic weapons used during the Qi refining period, such as the Silver Flower Mirror and the Flying Star Ruler, have been unable to exert their true power. He is in urgent need of a few things that can quickly increase his strength.
Obviously, this bone spur magic weapon could meet his requirements, but if Chen Mo had a choice, he would rather not have it.
"This thing can be swung, stabbed, and ejected to kill the enemy..."
When Chen Mo raised his hand, he threw out the bone spur in an instant. Faster than the Qianxuan Sword's drawing action, he broke a tree more than ten feet away and returned in the blink of an eye.
"This is still a magic weapon that has not been sacrificed by blood. Once it is connected with the mind, I am afraid it will be even faster."
Chen Mo thought in his mind that bone spurs are the best magic weapon. It couldn't be easier to break the monk's condensed light and color. Those who are weak can pierce the throat with one move. If he can withstand it, he might as well summon the pear flower vial and use the giant one at that time. It would be much easier to smash the peak or use the sword technique to kill people at close range.
While thinking about it, Chen Mo turned over his hand and summoned the pear flower vial. This magic weapon was taken from the monks of the Beast Control Sect. It was a precious thing that Chen Mo almost lost his life in the secret realm.
Facts have proved that he is also very discerning, and this treasure can still exert its due effect even if he has entered the foundation building stage.
Chen Mo didn't face the enemy, so he didn't want to waste his energy by pouring out the purple liquid inside. Chen Mo decided not to show off this kind of murderous thing when there were many monks, and put it back in the storage bag.
The only shortcoming of the Giant Peak is that it is bulky. Chen Mo is ready to replace it, but not now. He will wait until he has a chance. As for the sword technique and the mental method, both require persistent and long-term practice, so he will not study it more.
Chen Mo took out the stunned carrier pigeon in his arms, used a little trick to wake it up, and flew high into the sky with the previous letter. Both he and it knew that they should go back.
.....
It was already past noon when Chen Mo returned to his residence. Chu Wushuang was packing bags in the yard. Their eyes met. Chen Mo said hello unnaturally. Chu Wushuang nodded awkwardly and continued to pack in silence.
Lin Yuling's breath was still in the room. Chen Mo knew it in his mind and quietly walked to her side and said:
"Where were you just now?"
Chu Wushuang lowered his head and said, "I bought some new clothes for Master."
"Oh, when will you leave?"
"It should be before night, the master hasn't said anything yet."
".....Um."
Chen Mo had nothing to talk about. He felt a little sympathy for Chu Wushuang. She was poor and didn't know that her father had passed away. How sad she would be if she saw him.
When Chu Wushuang heard Chen Mo's silence, she raised her head and looked at him, forced a smile and said, "We may not meet again in the future."
"Um....."
Chen Mo knew very well what would happen next, but he couldn't say it. He just responded and nothing happened.
"Junior brother, before I leave, I have a question to ask you. Can you guarantee that you are telling the truth?"
Chen Mo's heart was shocked. He vaguely guessed something: "Well, I promise, just ask."
At this time, a pigeon suddenly flew from the sky and circled several times above the two people's heads: "You raised it?" Chen Mo said doubtfully, "It's not me, it should be Master's." Chu Wushuang looked at it. The pigeon landed and went to the room to call out Lin Yuling.
Seeing Chen Mo's calm look, Lin Yuling knew that he had arranged everything. She tied the letter tied to the pigeon's leg as usual. When she opened it, she suddenly took a few steps back, as if she was frightened by the content of the letter. arrive.
"What's wrong, Senior Lin?"
Chen Mo quickly helped Chu Wushuang, pretending to be surprised and took it. After reading it again, Chu Wushuang also came out. After just reading the three words in the letter, she rolled her eyes and fainted.
"Wushuang...Chu Wushuang!!"
Chen Mo panicked and shouted Chu Wushuang's name loudly, but the latter still closed his eyes tightly and showed no reaction at all.
Lin Yuling sighed, and Chen Mo took out the elixir that had been prepared long ago, stuffed it into her mouth, pushed it smoothly, and the elixir entered her belly.
Within a few breaths, Chu Wushuang's eyelashes trembled slightly. Lin Yuling hurriedly took it, patting her back while using spiritual energy to guide her spirit.
"Master......"
Chu Wushuang opened her eyes, tears flowing uncontrollably down one side of her cheek, and said in a trembling voice: "Master...this...is this true?"
"That's right, kid... don't cry."
Lin Yuling also cried, maybe thinking of Sun Xing's departure, or maybe feeling sad for Chu Wushuang.
Chu Wushuang just sobbed and cried. She didn't say anything else. In fact, she also knew that the master had just experienced Sun Xing's death, so how could he be in the mood to deal with other things.
Besides, Senior Sun's body was still cold, so how could he leave with dignity and let his master go with him?
She just kept crying, so much that Chen Mo couldn't tell what was wrong with him. He just looked uncomfortable. He suddenly said:
"Senior Lin, I read the letter asking you to return to the capital of Chu Kingdom."
"...Hmm." Lin Yuling responded: "Stay a little longer, and then we'll leave."
Chen Mo fell silent at the right time, and Chu Wushuang also slowly stopped crying. She wiped the tears on her face: "Master! You handle the matter here, I will go back by myself!" The tone of her voice was urgent. Sure, Chen Mo was moved by it.
"Wushuang, let's go back together."
"No, Master! My apprentice can no longer be a burden to you!"
Chu Wushuang wanted to stand up and leave, but Chen Mo stretched out his arm to stop her, and turned to Lin Yuling and said:
"Senior Lin, why don't you let me accompany Wushuang?"
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