Jianling

The Pichenmen have always been heavily guarded, and there are few contacts outside the mountains. In addition, they are powerful and do things fairly and low-key. Therefore, in the past few years, few outsiders would take the initiative to provoke the Pichenmen. No killing intent, although the moves are impeccable, in a real life-and-death contest, it is easy to lose the wind.

But the Pichenmen are not ashamed of this, on the contrary, they think it is because of the peace and tranquility of the whole family.

Although the Pichenmen pursued the way of the sword, they rarely saw the light of the sword.

Therefore, the sword light came lightly, and Qingru, who was eating and walking on the mountain path, sideways avoided, raised his hand and shook the whisk, and was about to explode, when he heard a soft shout from behind the sword shadow, it was Wu Huan who hit him behind him. When the sword strikes, Qing Ru immediately gathers her strength and closes her palm, not daring to hurt her foundation, and only touches it on her shoulder, but Wu Huan doesn't seem to be playing around, the crisp sword is like a white snake spitting out a letter, full of murderous aura.

"Wuhuan!?" Qingru saw that her murderous intent was burning, so she could only roll up her sleeves and reach for her sword, "What are you doing?"

Wu Huan's eyes were red, and he said word by word: "Article [-] of the Pichen Sect Regulations, if you defeat the head of the sect, you will be a teacher and you can leave the mountain gate."

Qingru was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that the Pichenmen really had this rule, but for thousands of years, there was really only one apprentice who dared to attack his master like this, Qingru looked at her eyes again. Clear, definitely not the appearance of being bewitched by others, but very clear, it should be a decision made after careful consideration.

Qing Ru originally wanted to ask her what her intention was, but when she saw that she was covered in frost and murderous, for some reason, she thought of Xiao Shuhua who made a big splash at the sword test meeting not long ago, Qing Ru said, "Do you know that leaving the mountain gate means What?"

Only then did Wu Huan's sword pause, and a flaw appeared in Fuyun's body. Qingru immediately reached out to grab her, grabbed her skirt and took her into her arms.

This child has grown up rapidly in recent years, she is obviously a young girl, her stature is already a head taller than Qing Zheng's, and Qing Ru's is not far behind.Qingru held her wrist tightly, but couldn't think of how to teach her a lesson. Fifteen or sixteen-year-old children are the most difficult to discipline, and they are also girls, so they can't be beaten or scolded. Qingru has always had a good temper, so after thinking about it for a while Son, I still decided to have a heart-to-heart talk with her about a girl's mind, so I sat down on the spot holding Wu Huan: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Wuhuan was so suppressed by him that she couldn't move, she lowered her head and said nothing, using silence as resistance.

Qingru waited for a long time without seeing an answer, raised her eyebrows again, and asked, "Let me guess... This time I met my beloved Langjun when I went down the mountain, and I want to go down the mountain to be a husband and godson?"

"No!" Wu Huan couldn't stand others making fun of her about love affairs, so she snapped her neck and said back on the spot, "I want to go down the mountain, I don't need a reason!"

Qingru nodded, and said in a persuasive manner: "Yes, if you want to go down the mountain, as a teacher, you won't stop... Being a teacher is much more enlightened than your ancestor, as long as you know how to come back, go down the mountain to play, and ask Qing Zheng to accompany you , and it’s harmless.”

"I'm going down the mountain." Wu Huan turned her head and whispered, "I'm going to the sword test too."

"Ok?"

"I want them to know that Xiao Shuhua is a fart. For a monster of his level, my aunt can swing a sword with a flick of a finger!"

Qing Ru smiled and asked, "Really?"

Wu Huan was choked by his question, and said anxiously: "I just go down the mountain too rarely. If I was the one who went down the mountain to practice, Xiao Shuhua would have been killed by me long ago!"

Qing Ru's face changed slightly, and she was silent for a moment before she said: "Yes, if you had gone down the mountain back then, Xiao Shuhua might not have achieved what he is today, and as a teacher... you should be able to step aside."

"Master?"

"Have you ever seen those scenes of Wusai?" Qingru lowered her head and twirled her fingers, sighing, "Pure inner strength, stable state of mind, his... the sharpness of his body has never been so... so freely. You see In the end, he stopped outside the top ten, but he always left room for him. He might not lose to Xiao Shuhua in strength. And Wen Xu... the world underestimated him. Only in this battle, Xiao Shuhua can force him to this point, so he will never... will be in poverty."

Wu Huan swayed slightly, shocked in her heart, but she still insisted on asking: "They are only in their early twenties, how could it be possible..."

"Wrong." Qingru shook her head and answered her, "Martial arts are endless, but in today's Jianghu, if a true genius, 30 years is enough to be alone in the world."

Wu Huan's face became serious, and the Dian Su sword suddenly rose from the ground, the tip of the sword swept straight towards Qing Ru's face, but seeing Qing Ru's expression remained unchanged, after flying a few feet away, he said regretfully: "Wu Huan, you Are you really unwilling to go back?"

"You haven't told your disciples what will happen after you become a teacher?"

Qing Ru looked neither sad nor happy, and said quietly: "The Pichen Sect has never had a disciple who left the master, only abandoned disciples who betrayed the master."

"... Tsk," Wu Huan held his sword up against the wind, his eyes were clear, filled with the stubbornness and arrogance of a girl who never flinched, "then invite Master, abandon Wu Huan!"

Qing Ru snatched her sword edge, finally got angry, and scolded: "Nonsense! I only have you as a teacher now, and you are the future head of Pichen, who abandoned you? You said it lightly, do you know , on your shoulders is the huge dust-proof gate, not to mention you and me, no one should give up easily!"

"But he gave up!" Wu Huan was also enraged, and immediately ignored it, scolding sharply, "Meng Wubei ran away! He doesn't want us anymore! He doesn't want Pichenmen anymore!"

Clear as a little startled.

Wuhuan took advantage of the victory and pursued, her eyes full of determination: "The Pichen Gate you insist on is a burden in Meng Wubei's eyes. And in my eyes, it's the same."

"Snapped--!"

Qing Ru stood on the spot, trembling and withdrawing his hand, looking at Wu Huan in front of him who turned his head and said nothing, he suddenly saw the redness and swelling gradually appearing on Wu Huan's side face, and then a large area of ​​itching and hotness slowly climbed up on the palm of his right hand.

Meng Wubei and Wuhuan are like his own children to him, Qingru has never been willing to fight and scold him for many years, plus Meng Wubei is born with early wisdom and self-discipline, he has been responsible for the family's internal affairs at a young age, plus Qing Zheng Assisting from the side, the people inside and outside the door are living a pretty good life.

Wu Huan has a stubborn personality, but she admires her senior brother the most, and has followed Wu Bei since she was a child, she is simply a little follower.Later, when Wu Huan started to learn swordsmanship, he realized that Wu Huan's murderous intent was far beyond that of ordinary people. If this little girl had any deep hatred, she was born like Meng Wubei, and she was just an orphan after the famine. Qing Ru thought about it, and could only comfort herself by saying that she was like this by nature and had nothing to do with his education.

But no matter how cold and alien they are, no matter how perverse and violent--Qing Ruxiang, they are his apprentices after all.

It's his family.

In the long and boring life in the mountains, in the difficult and rugged pursuit of swordsmanship, a little warmth and fun that Qingru Taoist lives on.

He didn't want to give up on any of them.

"No joy."

Wu Huan didn't look up, she just raised her hand to wipe the left cheek as if nothing had happened.Just now, Qingru was so angry that she didn't hold back her hands. Not only did her face swell up halfway, but a little blood oozes from the corner of her mouth. No one hurts other than sad.

"Wu Huan," Qing Ru paused, tried his best to calm his breath, and said with difficulty, "You are still young, and you don't understand many things. But the Pichenmen is your root, and it is impossible to just break it off. Don't say such things in the future. That's silly."

Wuhuan was silent for a moment, then asked, "But I'm bored."

"what?"

"I said I'm bored." Wu Huan continued, "I'm obviously no worse than them, so why should I not be the one touted by the world."

Qingru was astonished, and said in surprise: "Why do you think so?"

Wu Huan didn't change his face: "Very disappointed? But I'm just a layman. I can't quit fame, fortune, alcohol, sex. These are not things that you can change by locking me up on the mountain. Since you don't know me Mom and Dad, how can you know that my parents are not gamblers and hooligans, maybe there is such blood in my bones, you want me to die if you lock me up here."

"...You! Why did you spoil your parents like this!" Qingru was furious, glared at her with hatred, flicked her sleeves angrily, and turned her back, "Needless to say, let Qingzheng give her a hand after returning to the room." Find some medicine. What a beautiful little girl, she swelled up like this for no reason, and it makes outsiders feel ashamed."

Wu Huan asked sarcastically, "Outsiders? Can there be outsiders in the Pichenmen?"

Qing Ru was choked by her, and was about to answer, but Wu Huan continued, "I'm not talking nonsense. I'm tired of guarding Bichen Mountain. Whoever likes to do what the master likes to do, don't harm me. I just can't see it." I am used to them being in the limelight, so I want to be in the limelight too, this mountain, I am determined!"

"Don't even think about it!"

Qingru turned around abruptly, seeing the blazing brilliance in Wuhuan's almond eyes, he was taken aback for a moment, in decades of memory, he rarely saw anyone in the Pichenmen with such brilliance in their eyes— — an ambition, in other words, a hope.

The Pichenmen is safe every year, and people have little fighting spirit. Qingru is not a person who sticks to the rules. The other elders and the elders of his master's generation can't retreat now, but their words still have weight, not to mention that most of the disciples of Pichenmen are used to life in the mountains, and they are very repulsed by the mundane world, and they are eager to go down the mountain like Wu Huan Yes, it turned out to be a minority of the minority.

They have produced too many geniuses, and they haven't encountered a strong opponent for too many years, so these geniuses just fell asleep, and they never woke up unless they became the master.

Later, Meng Wubei woke up.

Now, Wu Huan is also awake.

Qing Ru didn't know what to say for a moment, he was only in his early forties, and before Meng Wubei went down the mountain, he was still the most well-maintained person in the top ten. The wife of Zhuyan Dan who met Jiang Wenzhi did not look old at all, but Xue Lingmiao and Jiang Wenzhi were martyred, and Meng Wubei went down the mountain. In just a few years, his temples were starry white, and fine lines around his eyes appeared.

He remembered that many years ago, he also bid farewell to his teacher in Yizhaochunhe, went down the mountain alone, and accidentally bumped into a man and a woman at the foot of the mountain. Among them, the girl tied her feet with a silver bell and sat on a white horse in an awkward manner, bossing around Leaning at him and cursing: "Hey, silly Taoist priest, you startled this girl's horse, and if you are sensible, you should pay for it!"

The boy leading the horse smiled softly and helplessly, and apologized to him: "My sister is rude on her birthday, please forgive me, Taoist priest."

"Nonsense! Who is your sister!" The girl jumped down, grabbed his collar, turned her head to look at Qingru who was stunned, "Ha, you are from the Pichen sect, right? The first apprentice? Here, see clearly, he is Jiang Wenzhi, and I am his wife, from now on I will be called Mrs. Jiang!"

Later, Jiang Wenzhi gradually became famous in the thirteen states because of his excellent medical skills. Everyone knew that he was alienated and indifferent, but no one remembered that such a sage once had a crooked eyebrow, leading a white horse, and guarding it carefully. Xue Lingmiao, it turns out that he is just a young man with a spring breeze.

Wu Huan said: "What's the use of shutting me up? Is it for your Bichenmen, or for your old age?"

Qingru remained silent, and a crisp cry suddenly sounded in his ears. It turned out that Xue Lingmiao, who had become the number one in the world back then, was still frowning like a girl, and was stuffing a crying girl into his arms. : "Take it away, take it away, it pissed me off!"

Jiang Wenzhi smiled and took her hand: "Speaking of which, you are the one who asked Chuan to accept his disciples, and you are the one who thinks children are making trouble. What do you want?"

Xue Lingmiao pursed her lips and said, "I want to be obedient, especially sensible. Sigh, Qing Rujia's Xiao Wubei is very good."

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun. Don't even think about it." Qing Ru grabbed the girl expressionlessly, and raised her eyes, "This child has a good foundation, and I won't bury you if I accept it."

Xue Lingmiao was dissatisfied: "What, this is far worse than Xiao Wusai, and it's very noisy, oh, it's so annoying!"

Qingru helplessly pushed the child back to Jiang Wenzhi, and said perfunctorily, "Then send it home."

"I can't send it back." Jiang Wenzhi shook his head, "Wenchuan suffered another severe drought this year, and this group of victims failed to enter Mingzhou. The child's parents are gone."

The other two were silent now, but Xue Lingmiao was used to life and death. Although she knew that she couldn't say more, she would not easily move her compassion, and asked hesitantly, "Then, just leave it here?"

"...that's all."

Qingru sighed, and looked helplessly at the two confidants who were heartless and dog-hearted, and finally had no choice but to admit defeat. Although he was a monk, he was far less cruel than these two, and he was determined not to see such a child thrown in the wilderness , had no choice but to take the initiative and said: "The head of Pichen can always accept two apprentices, and the poor Taoist accepts it."

This was exactly in Xue Lingmiao's arms, she immediately smiled and said: "Oh, how wronged you, this girl is far worse than Wusai."

Qingru shook her head and said: "Aptitude and disposition like Wusai are one in a million, and you can't find them. If you really want to accept apprentices, you don't have to be so harsh. In fact, you will cultivate them carefully in the later stage. If she is willing to work hard, you won't see her." It will be much worse than no sorrow."

"Tch." Xue Lingmiao didn't take it seriously. Seeing that the girl stopped crying, she flicked her forehead again, causing her to continue crying, "In my opinion, this child is born rebellious, either he is an outstanding little demon girl, or, She's just a layman. If you want her to be outstanding, I'm afraid you can't teach her to be too obedient."

Qing Ruxiang, Wu Huan like this is what everyone expects, and she has grown into an outstanding little demon girl, which is not bad.

Back then when he led Wu Huan back to the door, he saw Qing Zheng stumbling along Wu Bei's sword practice, Wu Bei turned his head with an indifferent expression.Wu Huan's childish nature, being frightened by this frosty senior brother, took a few steps back, and instinctively hid behind Qing Ru, but Wu Bei stepped forward and said hello respectfully, "Master."

Qingzheng poked her head curiously, but she was naturally timid, so she just took a look and then retracted, calling softly: "Senior brother."

"They're all here, that's fine." Qing Ru took a look, and on the huge school grounds, the three children were all dressed in white Taoist robes, and they were all born in pink and jade. Wu was annoyed at being forced by Xue Lingmiao to an apprentice, "This is Wu Huan, and she will be a junior junior sister in the future. Wu Bei, above martial arts, you need to take care of her more, and you have to rely on Qing Zheng for daily life."

Qing Zheng blinked, not daring to refute, only responded in a low voice.

Wusai nodded slightly: "Follow Master's orders."

"You don't need to be so cautious. Wu Huan's talent is amazing. I can't lose to the two of you. The three of you must study hard, supervise each other, and don't slack off." Qing Ru stroked the tops of their hair one by one, and said with a smile, "Will you be The eternal pride of the Pichenmen."

The two girls are not very sensible yet, but Wusai took over the burden calmly, and firmly replied: "Yes!"

Qing Zheng also hurriedly followed, "Qing Zheng understands."

Wu Huan looked at them helplessly, Qing Ru knelt down, and asked her with a smile: "Wu Huan, from now on you will help senior brother and senior uncle guard the Bichen Gate, okay?"

"Well?"

"Grow up well and learn swordsmanship well." Qing Ru spoke slowly, word by word, as if making a promise to the world, the sun and the moon, "Bichenmen and Poverty Dao will be your eternal retreat."

Wu Huan imitated the example and whispered, "Yes!"

Turns out it's been so many years.

Qingru tiredly raised his right hand and rubbed the center of his brows, he didn't know what else he could have locked Wuhuan for.

Qingru suddenly remembered who said that children's words should never be taken seriously, no matter if they are affectionate children or precocious children - they can't listen to half a word.

Children love to lie, even just for a piece of candy.

They ate sugar, sweetened it for a while, and then forgot it.

But you were sweetened by their lies for half your life, and you were obsessed with them until death.

"Wu Huan." Qing Ru sighed, and said in a deep voice, "There is a gold box in the teacher's room, please open it and take away the contents."

"what is that?"

Qing Ru didn't answer the question, and said to herself, "Before Wu Bei went down the mountain, I gave you a name. You need a common name to enter the world. If you don't reject it, you can make do with it."

Wuhuan frowned slightly: "Him? I don't want it."

"—Meng Yanhan."

Qingru's voice was very slow, much slower than usual chanting scriptures, but Wuhuan suspected that he still secretly hated saying these three words too fast, so that there was no other words between them.

"Today, as you wish, there will be no more 'Wuhuan' in Pichenmen. I have taken the things, and please leave as soon as possible. This trip is precious, and the poor will not give it away."

Wu Huan turned around and left, her Fuyun body was well practiced, her body was light and delicate, and she disappeared suddenly.

Qingru opened her mouth, and then remembered what she had been wanting to say before.

He kept wanting to say, I'm sorry, I hurt you just now.

But he also understood that Wu Huan didn't need these, so he didn't give them, so as not to be a burden for nothing.

It's just that there are two missing disciples, can the Pichenmen still collapse?

Qingru sighed, turned around slowly and left, faintly heard Wuhuan cheering, happily sharing her joy with Qingzheng, and the excited cry of a little girl came from the other side of the mountain, Qingru suddenly remembered his The two friends, when they walked the rivers and lakes, they should be so reckless and frivolous.

After all, in this arena, no one can be the master.

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