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"Congratulations to the master back to the mountain."

When the leading disciple saw the few people coming down from the flying boat, he immediately stepped forward to salute.

"It's been hard for you these days." The headmaster was very pleased to see the battle that came to greet him, and stroked his beard, "Is everything in the door all right?"

"Thanks to the master, everything is fine." The disciple gestured respectfully, "The reception banquet is ready, clean up the dust for the master and the elders, please come this way."

"These kids are really getting more and more sensible." The headmaster and the elders around him were talking and laughing, followed by several elite disciples who had participated in the selection meeting. The master and apprentice were harmonious and the atmosphere was very warm.

"Where's Ning'er?" Chu Tian grew taller. Although he didn't squeeze into the front row in the wind-receiving team, he was not blocked from his sight. He stared at the few people who came down from the flying boat without blinking. Old and young, male and female, tall and short, fat and thin, only one is without his precious son.

"Maybe it hasn't come out yet? Maybe...still sleeping on the boat?" Chu Tianyue stood on tiptoe, trying to get a better view of the flying boat, his eyes were full of anxiety.

"Master, my Ning'er..." He pushed aside the crowd, wanting to run to the head to ask questions, but unfortunately there were too many disciples who came out to greet him this time, and he received countless blank stares and Complaining, Chu Tianyue was sweating on his forehead, but in the end he was blocked by the flow of people, and he could only see the master's back gradually heading towards the top of the mountain.

Not long after the wind feast will start, Chu Tian gritted his teeth and chose the steepest shortcut in the mountain, climbing all the way up, monks above the foundation stage can fly with a sword gracefully, but he can't, he can only walk on the ground step by step.

After finally climbing to the top of the mountain, Chu Tian breathed a sigh of relief, and stood outside the door in a state of exhaustion, but was stopped by a guard, "This is a welcome feast for the head and elders, and disciples without permission are not allowed to enter to disturb .”

"I'm really in a hurry to find the head." Chu Tianyue pleaded, "My son, Yin Ning, you know him too, right? I didn't see him come back just now..."

"This..." The guard hesitated for a moment, then firmly said: "No trespassing without permission, this is my duty. As for Junior Brother Ning, you can ask about it tomorrow."

"My son is missing, do you think I can wait until tomorrow?" Chu Tian raised his voice, and the guard threatened him with a sword, "No noise!"

Chu Tianyue's heart suddenly surged with anger. He didn't bring a sword today, so he could only use his fists.

"My surname is Chu, I won't be polite if you do this again!" The guard originally thought that he was Yin Ning's father, and treated him with some courtesy. He took out a sharp sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Chu Tianyue's throat, "You are an outer disciple, this is not the place you should come to."

"I'm not only a disciple in the sect, but also a father." Chu Tianyue's eyes were about to burst, and he swung his fists violently to beat him. His cultivation restrained this overbearing man.

"Let me go!" Chu Tianyue was immobilized by several guards around him with their swords on the ground, and his pupils turned red unconsciously.

"What's the noise?"

Suddenly, a woman with a graceful figure came out from inside, it was the eldest sister He Qingyao, she couldn't help being stunned when she met Chu Tianyue's eyes, "You..."

"Master, where is my Ning'er?" Chu Tianyue's voice became hoarse.

"Let go of him first." The eldest sister couldn't bear to order, and said to Chu Tianyue at the same time, "Come with me."

Chu Tian followed him more eagerly, and when he came to a remote place where no one was around, the elder sister said quietly, "You don't have to rush to find the younger brother, he was seen by the master Yuqing of this sect when he went to the selection meeting. In the future, he will be a disciple of this sect."

When Chu Tianyue heard the news, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. After a while, he stammered, "Then Ning'er...isn't coming back?"

"No." Eldest Sister shook her head, "As long as you get the permission of the master, the disciples of the sect can still walk outside, and naturally they can come back to visit you."

"But...but my Ning'er is still so young, he can't do without my father taking care of him." Chu Tianyue looked a little aggrieved, "He will be bullied."

"Junior Brother Ning is not young anymore, he can dress by himself, and he can also write." Senior Sister comforted him, "Look at those young disciples here, they can still practice normally without their parents taking care of them, so don't worry too much , the seniors will also help take care of it."

"Then... did Ning'er leave a message for me before you left?" Chu Tianyue was in a daze, "If he wants to stay there, why doesn't he miss his father at all?"

"The opportunity to go to this sect to practice is hard-won, and we are all very happy for the younger brother." The elder sister gritted her teeth and told a white lie, "The younger brother said that he will practice hard there. Xi, work hard to become a talent, I hope you don't worry too much about him."

"Practice hard, that's right. Ning'er is much better than a father like me." Chu Tianyue returned to his residence with a face full of despair. The little monkey Bai Shu was playing with iron bars in the yard. When he came back, his eyes lit up, and he jumped over and said, "Uncle, you're back!"

"Ah."

Bai Shu glanced behind him and said expectantly, "Where's little brother? Aren't you going to pick him up?"

Chu Tianyue felt inexplicably bitter, but he had to endure it in front of the children, so he had to force a smile, "He will be practicing outside for a while, and he won't be coming back for a while."

"What do you mean not coming back for the time being?" Bai Shu pouted, "Did little brother not want me?"

Chu Tianyue opened his mouth, and Bai Shu wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and cried, "Little brother is a heartless person, he brought me to this kind of place where birds don't lay eggs, and then he ran to another place to play."

Child, that's not how heartbreakers are used...

Chu Tianyue looked distressed and wanted to coax him, but Bai Shu cried for a while, and suddenly threw the stick in his hand to the ground, "What's the use of this iron stick, I can't even keep anyone!"

"Giggle..." The originally quiet Hellfire Lotus in the courtyard suddenly laughed coquettishly, and even the leaves seemed to dance in the wind, "Little monkey, your little brother doesn't want you anymore!"

"Wow!" The little monkey was stimulated, and sadly ran to another place to hide and cry.

Hell Fire Lotus once again provoked Chu Tianyue viciously, "Your surname is Chu, your son doesn't want you anymore!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Chu Tian was more determined, and it was difficult to be seduced by a monster, "Ning'er will definitely come back to see me, I'm his father."

"So what about my father? I've seen a lot of monks killing each other for a little benefit." Hellfire Lotus Shi Shiran said: "He went out this time, he must stay there and never come back, after all, there is more The conditions here are much better, and people go to higher places.”

"Even if Ning'er thinks so, I'm happy for him." Chu Tianyue looked like a holy father, "I originally hoped that my son could live a better life than others."

"But he doesn't want you anymore." Hellfire Lotus taunted: "Your cultivation base is not as high as your son's. Sooner or later it will be a drag. He wants to get rid of you as soon as possible."

"Nonsense, Ningning doesn't think so." Chu Tian stood up angrily, "Ningning told me to stay away from you, I won't talk to you anymore."

"Believe it or not, you're such a fool, you don't even know you've been abandoned." Hellfire Lotus has never been afraid to speculate on human nature with the worst malice.

"How could Ning'er not want Daddy?"

At night, Chu Tian felt more lonely and couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He sat up from the bed and found the clothes that Yin Ning usually wore.

The small ones are very festive, and he picked them all by himself.

He lay on the bed with the pile of clothes in his arms, hugging him in a daze, "You really don't want me?"

……

Luofu Mountain Benzong.

Yin Ning sat on the stone steps in a daze.

"Little brother, do you want to go to the study with us?" A senior sister came over and asked gently.

"I don't want to go." Yin Ning shook his head and continued to sit there in a daze.

After a while, Lu Zhen came to pick him up, "Little brother, let's go."

"Yeah." Yin Ning stretched out his hand, and Lu Zhen took it, asking him from time to time, "How is your practice these days?", "Have you encountered any difficulties", and the brothers and sisters get along very well.

"Okay, Master is looking for you today." Lu Zhen took him to the residence of Daoist Yuqing, and gently patted him on the shoulder, "Behave better, and don't let Master down."

Daoist Yuqing seldom teaches by hand, but mostly mentions a little bit, and at other times he has to comprehend by himself.

"Master——" Yin Ning went to the elegant room of Master Yuqing and knocked on the door. After three knocks, a man with an elegant face appeared in front of him.

"You're here." Master Yuqing picked him up, and Yin Ning grabbed his clothes, looking at a loss.

Master Yuqing sat down in front of the desk, spread out a piece of paper, stuffed the brush into his palm, and then wrapped his hands around him, "I will teach you how to practice calligraphy today as a teacher."

Yin Ning blinked, his right hand was moved slightly, and he began to write stroke by stroke on the snow-white rice paper.

It's strange to copy the copybook next to it, it seems to be a poem.

Master Yuqing's eyes deepened. This is the poem left by Yin Xuechen during his lifetime, and he has kept it properly.

After practicing for a while, Yin Ning's wrist bones were a little sore, Master Yuqing let go of his hand, and looked at the handwriting nostalgicly.

Yin Ning hesitated and said, "Master..."

Master Yuqing woke up, "It's getting late, Ning'er should sleep at my teacher's side today."

"Okay." Yin Ning obediently responded, and honestly went to tidy up her bed, and the puppet was also helping.

After tidying up, he climbed onto the bed and suddenly felt a little empty around him.

"Strange, I used to sleep alone all the time..." Yin Ning pouted, got into the bed, tossed and turned, couldn't fall asleep, and got up to practice calligraphy in boredom.

There was no copied copybook next to him, so he picked up a pen casually and wrote an ugly "Chu".

"Chu...Chu what?" Yin Ning frowned, and when he thought of the following words, his head suddenly ached.

He always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important.