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Lanshan died, and the demon pillar in the Sword Sect dissipated along with him.

Perhaps he felt guilty, and the words he said before his death could be considered as a disguised way of defending Master Qingzhu.

In addition, Master Qingzhu asked to leave the Sword Sect to apologize, so even if others wanted to attack him, they could not find a suitable reason.

Before his disciple died, he hated the master for being too strict in discipline, so it is far-fetched to put the blame on Master Qingzhu for not disciplining him strictly.

But only Qingzhu Zhenren himself knows:

He really didn't teach his apprentice well.

So despite the Sword Sect's leader's repeated attempts to persuade him to stay, he still resolutely chose to leave.

On the day he left the sect, only his second disciple Xuanyan came to see him off.

Xuan Yan went out for training, and on the way back to the sect he heard from the voice tube that his good senior brother was a demon cultivator and had betrayed the sect. He was so scared that he almost fell off his sword.

However, the person who delivered the message to him said that his senior brother was dead. Lanshan did not hold the voice tube firmly, and he was confused while flying the sword in mid-air. He hurried back to the sect in a panic. Just when he wanted to find his master to ask the truth, he learned that his master was planning to leave the Sword Sect.

After so many twists and turns, Xuan Yan was already stunned by one bad thing after another. He sent Master Qingzhu to the sect in a daze before he came to his senses and couldn't help but say:

"Master..."

Master Qingzhu paused slightly and lowered his eyes to look at the disciple who was the same height as him.

"Are you really going to leave?"

Xuan Yan finally couldn't hold it in any longer, "My senior brother is gone, and you are leaving the Sword Sect again, so my junior sisters and I..."

A sigh interrupted his unfinished words.

Master Qingzhu raised his hand and wanted to pat Xuanyan on the head, but seemed to realize that he was no longer a child, so he patted his shoulder instead.

"It's because I didn't teach you well..."

The cold voice said in a heavy tone, "From now on, don't imitate your senior brother, and don't act like your teacher."

"If you accept a disciple... you should teach him step by step..."

Xuan Yan was about to retort, "Master taught us very well," but he saw Master Qingzhu take a step back and wave his hand.

"Let's go back."

Master Qingzhu turned around and said, "Don't slack off in your practice from now on. I will be your teacher... We will meet again someday."

Xuan Yan's eyes turned red, but he remembered that men don't shed tears easily, so he held them back.

After Master Qingzhu left, Xuanyan rushed back to Qingzhu Peak and ran into Mu Qingyuan head-on.

"...Second Brother."

Mu Qingyuan shouted subconsciously, and then paused.

There was an awkward atmosphere in the air.

Xuan Yan responded, and although he had never cared much about his junior sister, he asked about Mu Qingyuan's plans.

"Master... he just left not long ago. What are your plans for the future, Junior Sister?"

Mu Qingyuan smiled and said, "I have submitted an application for training to the sect and will leave today."

"So hurried!" Xuan Yan was shocked and wanted to persuade her, but seeing that Mu Qingyuan didn't seem to be doing it on impulse, he changed his words and said:

"Bon Voyage."

"Well, I'll borrow your good words, Senior Brother."

Mu Qingyuan nodded, summoned the Xuanyuan Sword and left.

It was not until the beautiful figure disappeared into the sky that Xuan Yan withdrew his gaze and walked towards the lobby.

There are still some decorations left on the ground. Although they are already dilapidated, you can still vaguely see the lively scene in the past.

…It was originally a celebration banquet for the eldest senior brother.

Xuan Yan felt a sigh in his heart.

'Pa-ta--'

A crisp shattering sound was heard, and Xuan Yan was suddenly startled.

"Who?"

He looked towards the source of the sound, only to see Qin Yan staring blankly at the sword tassel on the ground, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"Yan'er?"

Xuan Yan stepped forward cautiously and whispered:

"you……"

"Brother, do you remember the lantern festival held in the town at the foot of Jianzong Mountain one year?"

Qin Yan suddenly spoke, Xuan Yan was a little confused, but he still tried his best to recall the past, and after a long while he spoke:

"Is it... the year when Junior Sister brought you a rabbit lantern?"

The reason why Xuan Yan could remember all this was because Mu Qingyuan had chosen carefully to buy the rabbit lantern, and she had borrowed the money from him.

"That lantern is pretty, but the stall owner saw that we were cultivators and was determined to rip us off. Junior Sister couldn't bear to give it up, so she had no choice but to buy it at a high price. In fact, I even lent her some money."

"…It's really her…"

Qin Yan's eyes were wide open, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, she had never figured out who was the one who really cared about her.

It’s a pity...it seems too late to realize it now.

"...Doesn't she have a lot of spirit stones? Isn't it easy to exchange spirit stones for silver?"

"Oh, you're talking about this..."

Xuan Yan thought about it, as if he was digging out long-forgotten details in the corner of his memory.

"It seems...it seems that she gave away all the spirit stones...I heard that since she was born with sword bones, she doesn't need to absorb too many spirit stones, so she simply kept some necessary for cultivation and gave the rest to..."

Xuan Yan paused and looked at Qin Yan subconsciously.

"My senior brother and I have handed them all over to you."

Xuan Yan suddenly remembered what Mu Qingyuan had specifically told him when she handed him the pile of spirit stones.

"...Don't tell Senior Sister that I gave it to her. She might be unhappy..."

"She will definitely say, 'How can a junior sister prepare spiritual stones for a senior sister?' You are the senior brother, so it will be easier for her to accept it if you give it to her."

"Brother, you have been practicing very hard, so you don't have to spare any spirit stones for me. When I become more powerful, I will take all your spirit stones as well!"

That fair and handsome face with a smile and sparkling eyes was very contagious. Even when thinking of it in memory, one can't help but curl his lips.

Xuan Yan still remembers his answer.

"Okay, then I will wait for my junior sister to become successful, and then I will let her be my backer in the future."

"no problem!"

At that time, everything was fine on Qingzhu Peak.

Everybody is fine.

Who cares about the cold west wind, the rustling yellow leaves, the window closed, and the past standing in the setting sun. Don't be surprised by the heavy spring sleep caused by wine, and the fragrance of tea is gone after gambling on books. At that time, I thought it was normal.

“So that’s how it is… So that’s how it is… Hahahaha…”

Qin Yan laughed softly, her overly long hair covering her eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult to see her emotions.

She staggered out, as if she had lost all her strength.

But after taking a few steps, she staggered back, picked up the sword tassel on the ground, and held it in her arms like a treasure.

"Junior sister..."

Xuan Yan was a little worried about her condition and hurriedly chased after her.

"do not come!"

Qin Yan stopped and turned around stiffly.

Perhaps she realized that her tone was not good, so she deliberately lowered her voice.

"Brother, I'm fine... leave me alone... please..."

Xuan Yan paused, and finally, because of the pleading voice, he stopped silently.

When Qin Yan's figure stumbled and disappeared around the corner, Xuan Yan sighed silently and walked out with a gloomy face.

After walking a few steps, he looked at the dark water stains on the ground and looked up at the sky hesitantly.

I saw dark clouds gathering and the light gradually dimming.

Is it raining?