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Chu Ning let go of the sword, he retreated again and again, not knowing how to face the crowd, he jumped down from the highest floor in a hurry, and Mei Sanjian said: "Everyone in the Gold Card Gate, kill the orphan of the Demon Sect!"

But Qiu Qi reached out to stop them, saying: "Let him go, you go too, after all, ten years have passed."

Mei Sanjian looked at Qiu Qi, and said: "It turns out that it was senior who made the move back then. I don't know where senior learned from?"

Qiu Qi looked at Mei Sanjian and said, "I'm coming from Tsingyi Gate of Tianjian Peak."

All of them dropped their jaws for a moment, watching Qiu Qi jump down from the moon-watching platform.

"He actually studied under Tsing Yi Sect?" Mei Sanjian looked at the moonlight and said, "Could it be that he is..."

Ghost Seven said: "This matter must not be spread, everyone please keep your mouth shut."

Mei Sanjian sighed and said: "Yes, everyone should have a tacit understanding on this matter, after all, it is related to the Tsingyi Sect."

Qiu Qi was originally a person who had disappeared for many years, but why didn't the jade-faced man let Mei Sanjian tell Chu Ning?

It turned out that all of this had a follow-up, and they didn't know that Chu Ning's parents were villains in the world ten years ago.

Acting on behalf of the heavens—the Tsingyi Gate really did not kill the wrong person.

Chu Ning chased Qiu Qi from the foot of Tianjian Peak, but today she turned around.

He felt that life seemed to have lost its meaning. He didn't find out who his parents were, so he just went looking for an enemy like this?

He laughed at himself, what should he do now?

It is impossible for Tsing Yi Sect to go back, Chu Ning's parents violated the Tsing Yi Sect's rules, and as a disciple of Tsing Yi Sect...

"I'm sorry, Master, this disciple is incompetent..." Chu Ning knelt on the ground.

"Are you afraid of the eyes of the world when you stop here?" Qiu Qi asked after catching up with Chu Ning.

Chu Ning stood up and said, "Senior, why didn't you kill me back then?"

Qiu Qi looked at Chu Ning and said, "Ten years ago you were a child, how could I have the heart to kill you? So I entrusted you to Chu Zhongtian, but he also felt that you couldn't let go of this hatred."

Chu Ning clasped her hands and said, "Senior, you have a high moral character. Over the years, I really can't let it go. Knowing that my parents are such people, I'm afraid I can't let it go even more."

Qiu Qi smiled slightly and said, "Then you are blaming your master?"

Chu Ning shook her head and said: "Master has nurtured me for many years, taught me swordsmanship, and gave me delicious food and drink. How can I blame my master?"

Qiu Qi sighed again, and said: "You go, go back to Tsing Yi Gate, no one will tell what happened today."

Chu Ning looked at the sky with tears in her eyes, and said, "But can I go back, my parents are big sinners..."

Qiu Qi laughed loudly, and said: "But you forgot, your master never cared about these things, how could he blame you for being a loner like him, and didn't he ask you to come?"

Chu Ning looked at Qiu Qi seriously, and said, "Thank you senior for your guidance, I will go back to Tsing Yi Gate tomorrow."

Qiu Qi took out the Qinglan sword and said: "You lost your sword just now, you have to remember that even if the sky falls in the future, you can't lose your sword."

Chu Ning took the sword, heartbroken, and said: "Thank you, senior."

He turned around and left. Knowing all this, he finally gave up revenge, because the purpose of the Tsing Yi Sect was to straighten the way, serve the country and the people, and the moment he let go of his hatred, he had already lost his arrogance.

If Chu Ning can't pass this hurdle, then he will be a guru all his life. Qiu Qi sighed behind Chu Ning, melodious and deep.

A few days later, Chu Ning returned to the Tsing Yi Gate alone, and her master Chu Zhongtian was not disturbed when she came back alone.

Chu Ning, as Chu Zhongtian's closed disciple, knew what his master, Chu Zhongtian expected of him.

But the paper couldn't contain the fire, so the master still came, and he saw that Chu Ning didn't say a word.

"Master..." Chu Ning called out in a low voice, but he didn't raise his head, because Wuyan saw him.

"I said before, you have to raise your head no matter what, you are my disciple of Chu Zhongtian, and you are also the future of the Tsingyi Sect, how can you degenerate like this?" Chu Zhongtian looked at Chu Ning and said.

Chu Ning then looked up at Chu Zhongtian, he was not disappointed, only concerned, Chu Zhongtian sighed: "Think about it tonight, tomorrow is the annual swordsmanship competition of Tsingyi Sect."

Chu Ning watched Chu Zhongtian leave, but he slowly lowered his head, he didn't care about his fame and world.

The next morning.

The big bronze bell on Tianjian Peak was rung, and Chu Ning stood up sluggishly, her dark circles were particularly obvious. He had been thinking hard all night, but he still couldn't figure it out, but the swordsmanship competition still had to be done.

"The Qingyi Gate swordsmanship competition begins!" A loud voice came from the high platform, which is an open-air square built on the mountainside of Tianjian Peak.

That elder is called Chang Kan, and he is the chief elder of Tsingyi Sect. When he saw Chu Ning, he looked a little strange. Today, the first sword of the young generation of Tsingyi Sect is a little embarrassed.

Standing on the high platform, Chu Zhongtian kept his gaze on Chu Ning, and said, "Who will be the best disciple this year?"

Chang looked at Chu Zhongtian with a smile and said: "It must be Chu Ning who is number one every year."

Chu Zhongtian sighed and said, "But he can't lift his sword anymore."

Chang Wang looked at Chu Zhongtian in astonishment, Chu Ning was the pride of Tsingyi Sect, and he also loved it very much, but what Chu Zhongtian said, could something have happened to him?

That's right, when Chu Zhongtian was a young disciple of Tsing Yi Sect, he brought him back. Now 13 years have passed. In these 13 years, Chu Ning has never disappointed Chu Zhongtian every time, but the 16-year-old Chu Ning , he will go down the mountain to accept the assessment of Tsing Yi Sect, and if he is successful, he can go down the mountain or stay in Tsing Yi Sect.

Then he must have failed. Thinking of this, Chang Wang couldn't help but come to Chu Ning's side and said, "Chu Ning, you can't let me down, don't put down the sword, even if you are going to die."

"Thank you uncle for reminding me, but I already..." Chu Ning lowered her head in frustration. He felt that he was not worthy of being a swordsman of the Tsing Yi Sect, and he was not worthy of being the closed disciple of Chu Zhongtian, the number one sword in the world.

Seeing Chu Ning like this often, he regretted and said: "If you have any sad things, you can tell me, it must be uncomfortable to hold it in your heart."

Chu Ning clasped her hands and turned around to walk away. Some of the disciples also looked at Chu Ning, especially the second Lu Yu in previous years.

"Today's Chu Ning is not as good as before." Lu Yu was Chu Ning's opponent in the past. He knows Chu Ning very well. Today's Chu Ning is indeed very different. His eyes are dull. The look of the person who committed suicide has been seen.

That is despair and self-deprecation.

Lu Lin, who was beside Lu Yu, said, "It seems that my brother can get rid of his shame today."

Lu Yu shook his head and smiled wryly, and said, "Why do I need these false names? What I want is Chu Ning, who is in full bloom, and then defeat him. The terrible thing is that I will never have another chance in the future."

A desperate person will let go of everything, fame, women, and himself.

Lu Yu didn't want to see Chu Ning like this. He looked at someone else, who was the third swordsman in Tsing Yi——Chang Yin.

Chang Yin smiled at Lu Yu, with disappointment in his eyes, and said, "The No. [-] of the Tsing Yi Sect will be replaced this year, senior brother Lu, what do you think?"

Lu Yu shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Chu is the head of the Five Heroes in Tsing Yi, please don't let him lose face too much."

Chang Yin nodded, and looked at Chu Ning seriously. Since Chu Ning became a closed disciple, the Tsing Yi Sect has been preparing for him. Chang Yin didn't want to disappoint the master and his father. So he decided to ask Chu Ning to regain Jianxin.

The competition started, and two rows of people came out one after another. This is a ring, and there are ten people in a row.

This competition starts from the bottom of the ranking. If they win, they will continue to stand in the ring or admit defeat. If they lose, they will compete again in the next round.

At the bottom of the list was a six-year-old child. Chu Ning knew him. The six-year-old child was called Ling Yao, who was a sword idiot. He began to hold a three-foot long sword at the age of three. This year, he is holding a sword like an adult at the age of six.

The young disciples are all six years old, and the disciples of this year's generation are even younger. Chu Ning is more than one month older than Lu Yu and the others.

The ranking is based on the level of swordsmanship, but if she is a few years older, Chu Ning still wants to call her brother.

For example, the boy Ling Yao is facing is ranked second to last. If Ling Yao, who has just entered the ranking, is not behind, I am afraid that he will be ranked at the bottom and become a great disgrace to the Tsingyi Sect. But his name is Yi Zhi diligent.

Although the man is a sword idiot and has a nice name, but he is a lazy person.

Chu Ning looked deeply at Ling Yao, this little boy came to ask him to teach him every day, so he knew this little boy's sword skills, he only had the opportunity to come to this ring this year when he was six years old.

"Brother Yi, are you still so lazy?" Ling Yao looked at Yi Zhiqin and said.

Yi Zhiqin smiled and said: "This year is the last competition, I have been the bottom one for 12 years, but I don't want to be this year, because you messed up my ranking, so I want the first sword of Tsingyimen. "

Ling Yao's immature face also smiled, and said: "Thank you, Senior Brother Yi, for your enlightenment."

He pulled out the Tsing Yi Men's standard sword in his hand, and Yi Zhiqin also took out his own sword, which was a beautiful silver sword.

Chang Wang said: "Hey, this Yi Zhiqin hasn't used his sword for many years, but he did it today?"

Yi Zhiqin's master is Yi Mengyou, the third elder of the Tsingyi Sect. He smiled slightly and said, "Senior brothers, this Yi Zhiqin is too lazy. In previous years, he was unwilling to use the sword. He didn't do the task, but it made me very anxious, but today he used his sword, so the Tsing Yi Sect's first sword must be changed."

Chang Kan stroked his beard and said, "It's a pity, Chu Ning has a lot of things on her mind, otherwise there will be a good show."

Chu Ning still lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

—Maybe he was wondering why he was alive?

——Maybe he really can't let go of his hatred.

Chu Zhongtian closed his eyes and sat on the grand master's chair on the high platform. The competition in the arena was ending quickly.

The deacon of Tsing Yi Sect, Guppy, kept recording until he stopped writing, looked at the head and said: "Brother Sect Head, the competition of the lower-ranked juniors has ended, and the ones who stand out are Yi Zhiqin, Wen Zhongjian, and Ling Yao." brat……"

Ling Yao stood aside and said, "Uncle Kong, I'm not a little guy!"

Guppy smiled, and those who had never hit Ling Yao smiled awkwardly.

Chu Zhongtian said: "Alright, let the top [-] players enter the arena now."

Chu Ning raised her head, and only then did she see Master's gaze. He dodged a bit, and Chu Zhongtian sighed, and whispered, "Am I wrong?"

Both Chang Kan and Yi Mengyou heard it, and Chang Kan said: "Brother, you are right, it's just that there are some things that need time to get out."

Yi Mengyou agreed: "That's right, why should the head brother care about those?"

Chu Zhongtian didn't answer, but looked at the first arena. Chu Ning had already stood up, and the person who was opposing was Lu Yu.

"Senior brother Chu, what are you thinking?" Lu Yu asked, looking at each other from afar.

Chu Ning looked at Lu Yu, put the Qinglan sword away, and said, "I dare not draw the sword anymore, you have won."

wow——

The disciples of Tsing Yi Sect didn't quite understand, Chu Ning was the pride of Tsing Yi Sect, how could he put down his sword?

Chu Zhongtian slapped the table and smashed it into pieces, saying: "You can't teach a child!"

Chu Ning watched the master go away angrily, while he silently lowered his head.

From then on, those disciples also understood that Chu Ning was no longer the number one swordsman of Tsing Yi Sect.

"Why is Chu Ning?" Chang Yin asked softly.

"Senior Brother Chu, quickly raise your sword!" Lu Lin shouted loudly.

"Brother Chu, quickly draw your sword!" Ling Yao looked forward to it.

But Chu Ning got off the ring silently, his back was so lonely.

After that, the first sword of Tsing Yi Sect became Yi Zhiqin. Lu Yu admired that senior's swordsmanship. He always thought that he was the second swordsman of Tsing Yi Sect, but he never thought that Yi Zhiqin's swordsmanship was not inferior to his , still has a slight advantage, only Chu Ning can defeat him, right?

— But Chu Ning no longer draws her sword.

——Chu Ning has lost the sword of Tsing Yi Sect.

It was night, and Chu Ning was sitting alone by the gate of her courtyard.

But the door was gently opened, and a hoarse voice came from the masked man's throat: "Why did you lose the sword?"

Chu Ning said with a dead voice: "Because I am not worthy to hold the sword of Tsing Yi Sect."

Qiu Qi said again: "But you have held it for 13 years."

Chu Ning looked up at Qiu Qi and the Qinglan sword in his hand.

Qiu Qi continued: "If you put down this sword now, that means letting go of your master Chu Zhongtian's expectations of you."

He handed over the sword, Chu Ning looked at him, looked at him deeply, and said: "I have already said, I can no longer hold the sword."

choke--

With the sword out of its sheath, Chu Ning slashed at Qiu Qi's mask, and he said angrily, "Why do you have to force...Master..."

——Chu Zhongtian is Chu Ning's father-killing enemy?

——If it wasn't for him, why did he pretend to be Qiu Qi?

Chu Zhongtian resumed his original voice and said, "Are you surprised?"

Chu Ning nodded, and Chu Zhongtian continued: "I killed your parents back then, just for the stability of Jianghu."

"I know." Chu Ning's eyes were filled with tears, Chu Zhongtian stretched out his right hand with a sword wound, and wiped away two lines of tears from Chu Ning, Chu Ning threw herself into Chu Zhongtian's arms, holding... Just hold it like that.

Chu Ning cried bitterly: "But why did you take me in, Master? Why did you teach me swordsmanship again, so that I can live a happier life than those who have parents?"

Chu Zhongtian said: "Put down the hatred, everything is my fault."

Chu Ning let go, took a few steps back, and said, "Master is not wrong, it is my parents who are wrong..."

Chu Zhongtian took out the sword he was carrying, and said: "When I adopted you, I never felt that I owed you anything. I gave you all the good things, and the sword technique is also the best in Tsingyi Sect. Don't blame Master, Master is old, but I don't want you to be tortured by hatred and those who don't know your origin and past."

Chu Zhongtian took a deep breath and said, "Even if you haven't completed the task of becoming a teacher of that sect, you will be the head of the Tsing Yi Sect from now on, you are the future of the Tsing Yi Sect, you have to be the leader, and the master will choose to retire to the mountains and forests , don’t come out of the mountain again, are you willing?”

Chu Ning looked at Chu Zhongtian, nodded heavily, and said, "Master, you are the closest person I have in this world, why would I not want to?"

Chu Zhongtian smiled happily, and said: "This is my disciple of Chu Zhongtian, remember, don't lose the sword in the future, if you lose it again, no one will pick it up and give it to you again."

After Chu Zhongtian finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the room, while Chu Ning knelt down and touched the ground. Tears were still streaming down his eyes, but soon he picked up the sword.

Hate is relative, but that hate will not be left to the closest person in the world.