Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

Shen Qiao was so engrossed in watching that he forgot to ask where to find the person after hearing this. When he came to his senses, Gong Yihua had already left.

Helplessly, Shen Qiao could only look for it while walking around.

It's not like she hadn't been to the Zhanxing Pavilion in her previous life, but no matter how many times she came, she couldn't escape the feeling of shock.

After Queyue inherited the position of the sect leader, he hardly moved the furniture and furnishings, and everything remained the same as it was before the Luoxing Immortal Venerable lived.

As he walked, Shen Qiao passed by a long corridor. Looking across a small pond, he saw greenery all around and butterflies fluttering around. For some reason, this vibrant scene made Shen Qiao feel an indescribable and intense sadness.

It felt like there was a piece missing in her heart, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

The old things are still there, but the people in my memory can no longer be seen.

Shen Qiao felt her eyes burning for a moment, and she couldn't help rubbing them.

She felt that she was not the sentimental type, perhaps it was because she had just advanced and her state was unstable?

What a shame to cry in someone else's house.

Shen Qiao smiled, shook his head and turned to leave, but he didn't know that this scene had been seen by someone who had not yet appeared.

When they went there according to the approximate direction they remembered, they found that hot tea was already prepared in the hall, but Immortal Venerable Queyue seemed not to have arrived yet. The spirit servant told Shen Qiao that he could drink the tea and wait for a while.

Before I had finished half a cup of tea, someone came in from outside.

This person has a completely opposite personality to Yan Zun. Judging from his appearance and temperament, he does not have the aura of "breaking the clouds with one sword". Instead, he looks gentle and calm, like a gentle elder.

Seeing someone enter, Shen Qiao put down his teacup and stood up, "Outer sect disciple Shen Qiao, greetings to Sect Master Queyue."

Before she could bend down to bow, Queyue grabbed her. Shen Qiao looked up in confusion, only to meet a pair of slightly moist eyes.

"I've heard about your sword fight in the previous competition a long time ago, and now I have the time to meet you in person." The complicated emotions only existed for a moment. Before Shen Qiao could come to his senses and take another look, Queyue had already regained her humble and amiable appearance and turned around to sit down.

"A few days ago, Ze Lan said that you were almost at the third level of Worry-Free. I didn't expect that you have already completed the advancement today?"

Shen Qiao thought it was just an illusion. Seeing that Queyue asked, he also focused on responding, "Master, I advanced this morning."

Queyue nodded, took the tea from the spirit servant and skimmed off the foam. "You seem to have just turned twelve this year?"

"Yes."

Que Yue nodded thoughtfully, "You are already in the Worry-Free Realm at the age of twelve. With such talent, it is really unfair for you to stay in the outer sect."

Shen Qiao chuckled, "I'm just lucky. I have more opportunities than others. But I still learn more by taking each step."

After saying this, Que Yue's movements paused noticeably, and she put down the prepared teacup. "I heard from Junior Sister Yan that you chose an unusual weapon in the sword tomb. Could you show it to me?"

Fortunately, after I came back, I placed Zhang Wan's soul in the talisman paper.

"Of course." Shen Qiao took off the bracelet and turned it into an umbrella and handed it to Queyue with both hands.

"It's actually an iron umbrella?" Queyue seemed a little surprised, but still took it and looked at it carefully.

"Back then, when Master was addicted to forging weapons, I watched from the sidelines. I don't seem to remember her forging a hidden weapon of this style."

"...Huh?" Now it was Shen Qiao's turn to be confused.

"But... from the looks of it, this is indeed Master's handiwork."

Que Yue looked again and again, finally shook her head, and returned the Que Yuan to Shen Qiao, "It's also possible that I forgot. After all, so much time has passed, and it's unknown what changes the weapons in the sword tomb will have."

"You haven't grown up yet, so it's appropriate for you to have a spiritual tool with you."

Even the Immortal Venerable Queyue couldn't tell the origin of Queyuan? Shen Qiao tried to look at Queyuan, which had obediently turned back into a bracelet, and became even more confused about its origin.

"Actually, I asked Huaer to bring you here today because I want to ask your opinion on something." Queyue finally brought up the topic.

"Now that Wangyou and Yunzhi both want to take you as their apprentice, I want to ask for your opinion."

Sure enough, what is supposed to come will always come.

Shen Qiao sighed inwardly.

"Yun Zhi, I recommended you because you have similar attributes, and his swordsmanship is second to none in the entire fairy world. I think if you become his disciple, your talent for swordsmanship will not be buried." After saying this, Que Yue paused and spoke again.

"However, considering your physical condition, Wang You's weapon control technique is indeed a very good choice. However, in terms of realm alone, he is slightly lower than Yun Zhi by half a realm. Of course, his physical skills are also top-notch, but they are not on the same level as Yun Zhi."

After saying that, Que Yue looked at Shen Qiao with a smile, "These are just my thoughts, what do you think?"

Shen Qiao was silent for a moment.

Queyue did not rush her until Shen Qiao stood up and bowed.

"Thank you for the recommendation, Sect Master. However... I think what Immortal Lord Wangyou said makes sense. Besides, swordsmanship and weapon control techniques do overlap. If there is any mistake at the time, it won't be a complete failure at the last minute."

After hearing Shen Qiao's decision, Queyue became more interested, "So, you choose Wang You?"

Shen Qiao nodded, "Yes."

Queyue seemed to let out a long sigh. She didn't know if it was Shen Qiao's illusion, but she always felt that this gentle and elegant sect leader had some... sympathy at this moment.

"Well, since you have made up your mind, I will not say anything more." After saying that, Queyue stood up as if to leave.

"Oh, right. I suddenly thought of something and I need you to help me."

Shen Qiao looked at Que Yue in confusion, "Master, please speak."

Queyue smiled with her eyebrows curved, "Please help me deliver some medicine to Yunzhi. He has been in seclusion for some time now, and I think he has almost recovered."

Shen Qiao smiled: "..."

Can she say no?

The answer is obviously no.

Yun Zhi's Yinguan Pavilion is located on Qixia Peak, one of the twelve main peaks of Tianxing Sect. The location is relatively remote, but quiet. In addition, Yun Zhi rarely interacts with others on weekdays, so the disciples of Tianxing Sect dare not disturb him.

The entire mountain didn't even have a single gatekeeper disciple. Compared to the Immortal Venerable Queyue, it was already late autumn. The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves in front of the courtyard. For some reason, there was a feeling...

The desolation of empty-nest elderly people.

Shen Qiao stood in front of the mountain gate and nodded.

Yes, that's what it feels like.

Realizing that his imagination was a bit far-fetched, Shen Qiao cleared his throat and bowed slightly, "Outer sect disciple Shen Qiao, please meet the Immortal Venerable."

"..."

A few breaths passed and no one responded from the other side.

"I am the outer disciple Shen Qiao, please meet the Immortal Lord." Shen Qiao tried to shout again, but still received no response.

Great, let’s go home!

Shen Qiao smiled, turned around, and walked away without hesitation. Unfortunately, just as he took half a step, a voice came from behind him:

"What's the matter?"