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Xu Zheng was free and undisciplined and had no intention of carrying forward Changqing Mountain at all. He did everything according to his heart. Over time, the remaining people walked and scattered in decades.

There are not many who are willing to stay, and they took their lives in that battle 40 years ago, until now only Xu Zheng is left.

If it weren't for Xu Zheng's high attainments in practice, and the capture and killing of Tang Shan, the head of the June Snow Demon, how could their Changqing Mountain be so admired by the comprehension world.

Now that he is going to pass away, leaving behind a group of young and energetic disciples, Huang Su is worried that he will gradually become lonely in the future.

Although Xu Zheng didn't look at him, he could sense his exclamation: "You don't need to worry about this junior, you have seen my big disciple Ziqing too, just help me for a while, he will definitely not dishonor the name of Changqing Mountain." number."

At this point, Huang Su was noncommittal.

This person had seen this person when he was young, at that time he felt that this child would be a talent to attain Taoism in the future, but seeing him again today was only disturbing his mind because the senior brother's time had come, so he didn't pay much attention.

It won't be bad if you think about it.

"How many days do you have, brother?"

"Less than two days at most."

"..." Huang Su had a sore nose, choked his throat, and lamented, "Brothers from back then, now there are only you and me left."

Before long, however, he would be left alone.

I don't know that those brothers who left in the early years are still alive.

The older a person is, the easier it is to be sad. After seeing a lot of things in the world, it is inevitable that people will be emotional.

Huang Su's arrival did not bring hope to everyone. Xu Zheng did not say anything, and left in less than two days. He left very suddenly, and it seemed to be expected.

The first one to find out was Bai Zian.

He sent some nourishing pills and food as usual, but found that no matter how he called, he couldn't get a response from the person meditating in the spring pool. When he approached, his legs softened instantly, and he fell to the ground in a daze After a while, he suddenly got up and ran outside.

While running, he wailed loudly and kept shouting something, but he couldn't hear clearly because his emotions were too sad.

Bai Zi'an was usually so quiet that he didn't even make a big noise, but now he was crying and running almost heart-piercingly. Everyone who heard the noise was startled, and their hearts stopped for a moment. It didn't take long When asked, he let go and ran to Huxinquan.

This season in Changqing Mountain has always been rarely cloudy and rainy, but it happened to happen today.

The sky is foggy, and the thick clouds above the head are faintly gray, as if they are about to be pressed down, and the air is moist like it is about to rain, and the sticky feeling of humidity makes the mood of the heavy heart worse.

Huang Su, Chen Ziqing and Rong Yin were at the front and stopped at the same time when they reached the Huxin Spring.

After tidying up slightly, he eased his shortness of breath before lifting his foot in.

Because they knew that since Xu Zheng chose to leave quietly, he just didn't want to see them panicking over him.

Huang Su walked in the front, his eyes cast aside the tonic that was placed aside, and then looked along, the figure of the disheveled man was still sitting as he was yesterday, not much different from when he came to chat with him yesterday difference.

In a trance, I felt that maybe it was all an illusion just now, but in fact this person was just meditating to recuperate.

However, the fact will not be what you think, it will be what it is.

Xu Zheng's passing has become an established fact, and in the end Chen Ziqing and Rong Yin were unable to find the remedy in that study room. No matter how hard they tried, they used all the best medicines to nourish and try to mend it, but it was of no avail. .

Not even one more day was delayed.

The rest of the disciples also arrived shortly after, and they all slowed down their pace in unison, for fear of disturbing the cleanliness of the old master. Everyone's eyes were red, and they gritted their teeth tightly to prevent themselves from crying.

Some couldn't help it, so they raised their hands and bit their arms in their mouths, covered their mouths with their sleeves, and blocked the heart-piercing wails in their mouths.

A group of people stood here for a long time at the Huxinquan, and the gray weather outside finally began to flow like tears they couldn't help.

Because of the dense bamboo forest on the top of the spring pool, it seldom seeps in.

But the raindrops are getting bigger and bigger, and they are falling densely, and the thick bamboo leaves will inevitably drip water, first falling in the spring pool, and disappearing into the clouds and mist.

Then it landed on the shoulders, hair tops, cheeks, etc. of a group of people, changing from slow to fast.

In the end, Huang Su didn't stay long. After accompanying Xu Zheng for the last time, his disciples came to send a message, and he had to hurry back to Tiandaozong.

A group of disciples in Changqing Mountain did not see them off because they had not yet recovered from their grief.

They stood neatly as if one day the master had a whim and suddenly called people together. They couldn't help but recall the time when the master was unpredictable and preached to them.

……

Cultivators who have lived for hundreds of years die, and their bodies disappear without a trace, while those who are less than a hundred years old have their true age disappeared.

Xu Zheng's half-white hair had gradually turned completely white as his body stiffened and cooled, and countless fine lines appeared on his face in an instant. The old appearance made the noses of the disciples sore and tears fell.

The crowd put his body into the blessed land of Changqing Mountain, set up a memorial tablet and enshrined it with the previous heads and elders, bowed down one by one, and then dispersed.

Xu Zheng himself rarely appeared in Changqing Mountain, so there would be nothing missing in this mountain, but the emptiness in his heart was real, and every time he touched it, he was extremely unbearable and whimpered.

After leaving the land of blessings, Bai Zi'an was the first to be unable to bear it. Just like when he first found out that his master had passed away, the cry resounded throughout the mountain, and the birds hiding from the rain on the treetops were so startled that they flapped their wings majesticly regardless of the heavy rain. fly away.

At this time, Yue Zilun also suppressed his usual wanderlust, his eyes were full of seriousness, he embraced his much thinner body in his arms, and patted his back, not knowing whether he was comforting himself or others, no one is better than the other Where to go.

The bean-sized rain was crackling, and the very rapid rain fell, hitting the accumulated water streams so that the water splashed as high as a finger, and the whole group was soaked through their clothes soon, dripping water.

He didn't know how he got back to the front mountain in a daze, and sat in the hall in the gate covered in water.

The main hall in the mountain has not been used for a long time, the master likes to roam around, he comes and goes in a hurry whenever there is anything to do, rarely comes to this hall to discuss matters, Rong Yin has never stepped into this hall during the ten years he lived in the mountain.

However, there is still regular cleaning, so this huge hall is clean everywhere.

Lin Zichuan spoke first, his voice so hoarse, but the hatred in his eyes was enough to pierce people, he said to Chen Ziqing: "Brother! I want to go with you to the Cultivation Conference and watch that bastard Fu Shuxuan disappear into ashes with my own eyes. !"

"Yes! We also want to go together!"

With him taking the lead, the rest of the people came out of their sad emotions, thinking that Fu Shuxuan was gnashing their teeth, and they must have rushed to Tiangang Road at this time to tear people into pieces!

Chen Ziqing looked at the drenched appearance of a group of them, his face was still calm, but the pain in his eyes was hard to hide.

"You all go clean up first. Although Master is gone, Changqing Mountain is still there. No matter what, Tiangang Dao has to give an explanation!"

"Yes! I must give an explanation!"

"That real devil, Fu Shuxuan, must die!"

"Senior Brother Zinan will be able to rush back with the others during the meeting, and we at Changqing Mountain are definitely not to be trifled with!"

"right--!"

The crowd was furious, and in the pain of losing their teacher, everyone was angry.

Not long after that, Tiangang Dao sent someone to send invitations to the conference. This conference, which is only held every five years, was moved two years earlier because of Fu Shuxuan's incident.

The time is set in three days.

The Changqingshan group is scheduled to leave early tomorrow morning.

Chen Ziqing and Rong Yin returned to the courtyard, the rain had stopped, the clear sky was cloudless, and there was still a rainbow bridge hanging on one side of the sky.

There are crystal drops of water on the trees and grass blades, and some birds come out to be active at this time.

Rong Yin was worried about Chen Ziqing's health, so he suggested that he go to the Xuanwu Cave to recuperate, to get rid of the cold after the rain, and the latter agreed without saying a word.

The hot spring in this cave is man-made. A water injection hole is dug in a stone wall to attract the natural hot spring in the mountain. There is also a water hole at the bottom of the hot spring to discharge the used water.

It was full in a short time, and the hot moment can warm the cold air in the bones.

Rong Yin took off his clothes, and Chen Ziqing let him manipulate him restlessly, until all the clothes on his body fell to the ground, and then he felt a bit of coolness come back to his senses.

"Brother, go down and soak quickly, don't freeze."

"Ah."

Chen Ziqing just responded lightly, then raised his feet and walked towards the hot spring. His slender legs were slightly bent, and his waist, which seemed to be able to be grasped, was extremely graceful. of hot spring water.

Rong Yin originally planned to just lie down on the stone bed beside him, but not long after, Chen Ziqing asked him if he wanted to soak for a while too.

In the past two days, he hadn't bothered to ask about the injury on the other party's body. Although it was a bit late now, he still asked, with a little self-blame in his words.

"It's okay. Fortunately, the senior brother was thoughtful and informed the other senior brothers before implementing the plan, so that he could arrive in time! My injury was healed by myself because of the golden core of my father and mother. I'm already healed now It's almost there."

Chen Ziqing felt slightly relieved when he heard the words, and then remembered what Master had told him yesterday morning when he just came back.

"Master asked you to go out yesterday, and he asked about me and you."

"Our business?" Rong Yin's heart skipped a beat, a little uncertain why Master would suddenly ask them, "What did Master ask us about?"

Chen Ziqing felt a little uncomfortable when he turned sideways, so he turned around and looked at him, his upper body slightly exposed to the water, exposing his round and fair shoulders in the air, his delicate collarbone and beautiful neck, which was hazy by the hot mist, was extraordinarily illusory .

"Master asked me if I would become a Taoist companion with you."

"Becoming a Taoist or a Taoist companion?" Rong Yin only felt a little flustered in his heart, and subconsciously sat up from the stone bed, stared blankly at the person in the hot spring, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, "How did senior brother answer?" of?"

Chen Ziqing didn't think anything of it, and said truthfully: "Of course it's over, and it's not something to hide."

"..."

"Master is afraid that I will delay my practice in the future, so I would like to ask Huaining's plan? After the cultivation conference is over, will you go back to Jiangling or stay in Changqing Mountain to practice with me?"

Chen Ziqing moved slightly closer to the hot spring, as if his sight was disturbed by the water vapor, and he wanted to avoid seeing the expressions of the people opposite him clearly.

Rong Yin didn't know how to answer, he had never thought about cultivating immortals, let alone being able to ascend to the ascension in the future, but he knew that the other party's goal had always been this, and it seemed that it would be the same in the future.

Unable to answer for a while, he stared at the cheeks that were a little rosy from the hot spring water in a daze.

Chen Ziqing thought that he wanted to go back to Jiangling, but because it was hard for him to speak, he wanted him not to worry, and said: "If you want to go back to the Rong family in Jiangling, senior brother will not stop you. Common sense."

"Human nature?" Rong Yin frowned in embarrassment instantly, and looked at him in disbelief, "What do you mean by senior brother?"

Chen Ziqing was taken aback by his question, and then he really thought he didn't understand, and explained: "You are not from the realm of cultivation, so naturally you have no ambition to become a Taoist, and the Rong family in Jiangling is your foundation, people always It’s about falling leaves and returning to their roots.”

"Falling leaves return to their roots?"

Rong Yin's breath became a little impetuous, and he was very upset, he stood up and walked to take off the clothes on his body.

Outer shirts, belts, underwear, trousers, etc., were all thrown along the way.

By the time he reached the edge of the hot spring, he was already naked.

With big and firm steps, Chen Ziqing stepped one step away, his slender legs were straight, and his thin waist was still so well-structured even if viewed from the bottom up.

His strong chest rose and fell slightly, and there was a sense of 'very unhappy' all over his body.

"Huaining...what's the matter?" Chen Ziqing was a little puzzled, and thought for a moment with lowered eyes, wondering: "But senior brother said something wrong?"

As soon as the master passed away, he mentioned this matter. Could it be that it made people feel sad again?

Rong Yin quickly stepped into the water, because his entry into the water shook so badly that he even wet Chen Ziqing's chin, and there were thin streams of water flowing down.

"Brother thinks, what did you say wrong?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart was filled with the words 'human nature' and 'fallen leaves return to their roots'.

Chen Ziqing spoke out his guess, but was pushed to the edge of the hot spring by the angry Rong Yin, and he squeezed out a word through his teeth.

"Brother thinks, what is human nature, what is fallen leaves returning to their roots?"

Chen Ziqing was even more puzzled: "Didn't I tell you just now?"

It caused him to hold his breath in his chest, he felt more and more uncomfortable and anxious, and said again: "What about senior brother? Where does senior brother want the fallen leaves to return to?"

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