Master, who is looking through me?

1,

My name is Lin Qigui, and I am the second disciple of Sanxi Zong Fuqing Zhenren.

I do have a senior brother named Jiang Lianzhou, but I have never met him.He died, died young, and then Master picked me up and named me Lin Qigui.

2,

Master picked me up from the pile of dead people.

When I saw him for the first time, he really came down like a god, with a sword, white clothes better than snow, and with a wave of his sleeves, he took me away from the pile of corpses in the blood marsh.

He took me on his sword, and all the gang winds were blocked in front of him.His figure is like a crane, and he is as calm as a mountain. I hid behind him, and I felt that I didn't need to be afraid of anything.

I raised my head quietly, and this back figure was reflected in my eyes, engraved in my heart, and remembered for many years.

We walked through the wind, and under our feet were clouds like white snow, light and soft, within reach.I blinked and couldn't help but reach out.

This is the first time I have seen something so clean.I have only seen snow before, but when it falls to the ground, it will be soaked in muddy water, or it will be trampled under the feet, mixed in the dust...it will turn black.

"Be careful."

An indifferent voice came from above.

He didn't know when he noticed my movement, and he was looking back at me at this moment, and put my blood-stained hand into his slim and jade-like palm.

I raised my head, and met a pair of cold eyes.I was stunned to find my figure in the pair of eyes staring at me, although it disappeared quickly without leaving any trace.

But that's enough.

He has become my light at this moment, and is all my desire and yearning for the rest of my life.

Ordinary people are nothing more than ants to immortals, let alone someone like a master.He looked down on the world for a long time, and there were only a few people who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.Everything to him is but a fleeting cloud.I was fortunate enough to be able to stop in his eyes for a while as an ant.

3,

I don't know why Master brought me back, maybe it has something to do with my brother who died young, but I have no way of knowing.

The master brought me back and handed me over to the teacher brother in the sect, and then retreated again.After more than ten years, I never saw him again.

However, cultivators have a long life, and these ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.