The protagonist loves me deeply

Lu Wei nodded, pursed her lips, not knowing what to say, Zhao Qing said, "Tell me about yourself."

Lu Wei was stunned for a while, because thinking of his relatives, his expression softened: "My parents are always busy in business, but my life is because they are very rich. When I was young, I was accompanied by my grandfather. He served in the army. , with a resolute and fierce personality, and though he taught me strictly, he loves me very much."

Zhao Qing looked at Lu Wei with focused eyes.

Lu Wei spontaneously continued: "I've been away from home for a long time, and my parents are in good health, but my grandfather is getting old and his health is getting worse. He urged me to get engaged and always wanted to see me marry a wife and have children. I haven't fulfilled his wish yet, but I came here..."

Lu Wei smiled and lowered his head.

"Do you want to go back and visit them?" Zhao Qing slowly clenched his hands under the hem of his clothes, his dark eyes concealed incomprehensible emotions, but his voice was still clear and cold.

Lu Wei's eyes drooped, and he replied without hesitation: "Yes."

"Then why don't you go back?" Zhao Qing's voice was soft.

Lu Wei smiled wryly: "It's too far away, very far away, it's very difficult to go back, but I've been hurrying to go back."

"Do you want to go back anyway?"

Lu Wei was stunned for a moment, Lu Wei, who would never regret every choice he made, was a little confused for the first time, anyway?He broke the hearts of so many people in order to go back. If he gave up halfway, wouldn't all his cruelty and hard work become a joke, and the harm he caused to others would become unnecessary.

Why should he retreat? He has already come to this point. Of course he must go back. Otherwise, what excuse should he use to let himself accept the reality that he is always a passer-by? With the existence of An An, how can I convince myself that every choice I make is worthwhile.

Lu Wei lowered her head, raised her hand, covered her eyes lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Although I'm far away, I still want to go back... Anyway..."

Otherwise, everything will lose its meaning.

And if I don't go back, where else can I go?

Zhao Qing looked at Lu Wei, his face was extremely calm, his eyes were clear and shallow, like a deep pool illuminated by the warm autumn sun, cool but dim, and finally returned to silence.

Lu Wei was still hanging his head, and the other side was silent for a while, and then he heard the master's voice, which was cool and clear, gentle but with a sense of melancholy, and said softly: "Then... go back, it's okay after all. of."

Lu Wei looked up, but could only see the master straightened up, with a tall and straight figure, the black hair like ink was gently curved by the wind, and the arc drawn by the white hem was still elegant, but heavy and lonely.

"Master..." Lu Wei opened his mouth, but Zhao Qing's figure had disappeared outside the door, without even saying goodbye in a hurry.

As soon as Zhao Qing walked out of the door, he covered his mouth, and the bright red blood flowed out from between his fingers. He leaned against the wall in embarrassment, the pain of unstable mood and restless soul made his tall and straight body hunched, obviously his whole body was in pain, but Zhao Qing just covered his chest with his other hand. He took out the medicine bottle with his blood-stained hand, took a pill, and then closed his eyes tiredly.

"Are you alright!" The heart demon sprang out.

Zhao Qing bent his body and shook his head.

I'm fine, it's just pain...

Lu Wei, how should I let you stay, you look so sad and anxious, I thought that breaking the void, I would not be the option to be abandoned, but you look like you can't wait.

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The next day, the master sent a voice transmission to Lu Wei, saying that he had something to do and couldn't practice with him, and Lu Wei expressed his understanding.

Time still passed by quickly, the Zongmen Grand Competition was held as scheduled, and Lu Wei did not see Master for another month, but Master's guidance still made Lu Wei's practice a lot. He practiced diligently. Often go down the mountain to practice, and the cultivation base will improve a lot.

Today's weather is good, the sect disciples began to go through layers of screening, and then competed.

The competition mechanism is very simple. The inner disciples will draw lots and compete randomly. If there is too much difference in cultivation, they can choose to abstain.

Then the outer disciples also held a lottery competition to select the top ten. The top ten can enter the secret realm, and the remaining [-] places are all for the inner disciples. If the outer disciples feel dissatisfied, they can challenge anyone who is qualified to go The inner disciple of the secret realm will take his place.

The game is over, if there is any accidental casualty, the consequences will be at your own risk, if it is deliberate, the sect will punish it severely.

Several elders and the heads have already sat on a small floating platform. This small floating platform is located higher than the competition platforms that are side by side and keep a certain distance.

Lu Wei drew a lot, which was No. 55. Those who drew the same number as him would be his opponents. Once the referee shouted, they would jump onto the corresponding competition stage.

The conditions for judging the loss are also very simple. Once there is no abstention, the moment before falling off the competition stage or the point is over

, if it is a real fight, you will die and you will lose if you have no strength to fight back.

Lu Wei raised his head and looked at the elders on the highest floating platform, but he couldn't find Zhao Qing, knowing that the master hadn't come, he was a little bit disappointed, but it was expected.

Lu Wei felt that many people paid attention to him, and almost everyone was curious about how powerful and advantageous this person who was accepted as a disciple by Master Qinghui, who never took apprentices, was.Even the head of the sect and several elders were looking forward to it. After Lu Wei was taught by Junior Brother Zhao, who had always been taciturn and cold, he learned a little bit of sword repairing skills.

In the very first game, half of the people were defeated. Lu Wei's opponent was a young man in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Seeing that his opponent was already in the middle stage of heart-throbbing, he directly chose to abstain. This is not shameful. Those who are allowed to use offensive magic weapons and defensive magic weapons are nothing more than relying on their own cultivation and practice to compete. The difference in cultivation is a big realm, and it is no longer something that you can overcome with more practical experience.So this first game, Lu Wei won easily.

The remaining half of the people still had a lottery match. In the second game, Lu Wei played against a middle-aged man who was also in the middle of his heart.

The other party was not a sword cultivator, but a Dharma cultivator. Lu Wei smiled warmly and saluted as usual: "Please give me more advice."

The other party smiled and returned a salute. Lu Wei's cultivation base was only at the beginning and had not stabilized. He was [-]% sure of winning, and the other [-] points were nothing more than fear of the strength of the sword cultivator.

But Lu Wei looked too tender, the coldness and dominance of the sword cultivator, Lu Wei didn't seem to be able to see it.

At the referee's order, Lu Weiyi was the only one who turned over to avoid the attack of the spell, and showed his sword. This is the sword that Zhao Qing gave Lu Wei.

Of course, what Zhao Qing gave to Lu Wei was not a bad magic weapon. This is a high-grade magic weapon. There are many spells for mana cultivation. He specially finds the spells that suit his spiritual root to practice. Most of the monk's spells are wood-type spells. .

Everyone could only see the ever-growing vines on the competition platform and the sharp barbs on them continuously attacking Lu Wei, while the wood attribute monk stood far away, his fingers fluttering, and he muttered the words of spells in his mouth. Incantations, spiritual energy surged, Lu Wei just defended, constantly seeing tricks.

Everyone just felt that it was not very interesting. There were more and more vines around Lu Wei's body, almost wrapping Lu Wei into a ball. The corner of the monk's mouth gradually turned into a smile, and it was still too tender.

Most people think that Lu Wei is about to lose, but there are still some people who are just silent, and gradually see something unusual. The aura around this wood attribute monk is surging, but the aura around Lu Wei is almost zero. Xiu, just relying on his sword moves and sword intent to resist the spell of this wood attribute monk.

The ball formed by the vine man turned out to be denser. Lu Wei kept swinging his sword, counting the time calmly. The smile on the corner of the wood attribute monk's mouth deepened. As soon as the gesture changed, it hadn't formed yet. Suddenly, a huge aura and chilling sword intent Explode the densely packed spiked vines directly!

Lu Wei's sword suddenly became fierce, destroying the defensive spell that the monk formed in a panic. He was no match for this man in terms of spiritual power, and he was slightly inferior in terms of practical experience, but at this time the monk had already spent all his energy. A lot of spiritual power, compared to Lu Wei's sword, is not too dominant. Lu Wei simply and neatly poured all the spiritual power into the tip of the sword, breaking his last defense

Lu Wei's sword rested firmly on the monk's throat, pursed his lips, his expression was cold and cold, the sword intent on the sword was slightly cold, and the monk's eyes were still a little dazed and surprised.

"Lu Weisheng!"

Lu Wei withdrew his sword, saluted as before, and his expression softened. The monk felt ashamed, but nodded to Lu Wei, and jumped off the competition stage.

"Three Heavens of Sword Intent, not bad!" The headmaster nodded.

If he fought head-on with this wood attribute monk at the very beginning, Lu Wei's cultivation base would not be as stable as that monk's, and his spiritual power would not be as good as that monk's. It is only to kill each other with the monk, unable to break through the defense of the monk, and eventually lose or draw a tie, but let the monk lower his vigilance, use spells, pretend to be weak, and finally break through in one fell swoop, it is also a bit of scheming .

In the next few games, Lu Wei gradually became more comfortable. When he competed, there were many applauded people in the audience. Lu Wei was not competitive, but too many people watched him. He couldn't embarrass his master. He was used to Being strong doesn't mean he can't bear failure, it's just that whenever there is a chance to win, he will give it a go.

Whenever there is an opportunity to make the master proud because of him, he does not want the master to be ashamed because of him. The disciples taught by the best people must also be excellent.

Master was so kind to him, he didn't know what else he could do besides these.