Wind chill mountain behind the mountain.

Ye Qingmu was squatting on the ground and concentrating on picking herbs, the sun was shining on him through the dense leaves, and the flowers and plants all over the mountain surrounded the steps and paths.

He wears a dark green robe, his hair is tied up with a bamboo hairpin, the young man's face is like a peach apricot, his posture is leisurely and elegant, he is still lonely and thin and snowy, the young man's pupils are smart, and he is as attractive as crystal beads.

However......

"Ye, Ye Qingmu, huh...... Whew" Ye Xuan shouted panting from behind.

When Ye Qingmu heard this voice, her face immediately darkened, and she got up to face her, "Senior sister, I'm your senior brother anyway, why do I still scream so loudly." ”

"Hmm, do you have an opinion?" Ye Xuan glared at him and said, she was dressed in a bundle of white clothes, her hair hung naturally and neatly behind her shoulders, her face was slightly flushed, and her chest was heaving, looking shy and smart.

"No, no, how can I have an opinion on my junior sister. Ye Qingmu said haha, but he secretly complained in his heart, he had nothing to do with his junior sister.

"Hmph, that's pretty much it. Ye Xuanjiao snorted.

Ye Qingmu was slightly embarrassed and asked, "Is there anything wrong with my junior sister looking for me in such a hurry?" ”

"Hmm, I can't come to you if it's okay?" Ye Xuan looked at him with interest.

“......”

"Hehe, I'm not joking with you, let's get down to business, the master asked you to go to his Ling Yu Palace, I guess there is something big to tell you, after all, his old man often can't go out of retreat. Ye Xuan said with a serious face, making Ye Qingmu very nervous.

Ye Qingmu asked cautiously, "Big deal?"

Ye Xuan said more seriously: "Quite a big thing. ”

Ye Qingmu swallowed his saliva, because recently I heard from others that the master was going to start cleaning up the idle people in this Fenghan Mountain, and someone had already been "invited" out, although he felt that although he didn't have much to do, he was also working hard, but he was inevitably a little weak when he heard his sister say this.

"Poof, I won't tease you, look at what scared you, I left first, and ran to this back mountain to find you, tired me, you ask for more blessings. Ye Xuan looked at his nervous appearance and smiled, she really didn't care in her heart, what could be the matter? It's just some trivial matters in this Fenghan Mountain, but she likes to tease her senior brother like this.

Ye Qingmu calmed down and walked towards Ling Yu Palace.

I don't know when the sky is gloomy, like a layer of haze covering people's hearts, quite uncomfortable.

On the way, Ye Qingmu tried to cultivate again, but there was still no improvement, if it wasn't for the master's determination to keep him, he would have been driven out of this Fenghan Mountain a long time ago, as for why he couldn't cultivate, the master always didn't answer him.

At this moment, it was Shen Shi, and Ye Qingmu had unconsciously arrived in front of Ling Yu Palace, but he was still concentrating on trying to mobilize a trace of vitality, but it didn't take long for his face to turn gloomy.

"Alas, Mu'er, come in first. A soft sigh made Ye Qingmu realize that he had arrived, and he slowly opened the door of the palace.

Ye Qingmu walked towards the hall. The light inside was a little dim, and Ye Qingmu couldn't help but wonder: "Master, why don't you light the lamp?"

Ye Qingmu raised his head, and the master sat on it with a serious face.

Ye Qingmu became nervous.

The master raised his hand and patted the seat next to him and said, "Mu'er, come and sit here." ”

Ye Qingmu obediently stepped forward, and when he walked to the front of the seat, he hesitated: "Master, this seat is as high as yours, I'll go and sit on the seat below...... ”

With that, he walked down.

The master stopped him, "Eh, you don't have to do this in front of me, just sit down." There was a smile on his wrinkled face.

Ye Qingmu hesitated slightly, "Okay then." Ye Qingmu sat down slowly.

"Mu'er, let me ask you, do you want to cultivate. The master looked at him.

"Master, I, I ......" Ye Qingmu couldn't calm down in his heart. How long has it been? It's been ten years since he first asked his master why he couldn't cultivate? Seeing that other disciples can resist the wind and smash a big stone with one palm, but he can only wipe the floor and carry water, and be ridiculed and regarded as waste by others, who can not be sad and painful?

Who has ever understood the pain suffered by his ordinary body? Who knows the sense of powerlessness that has no vitality? Ye Qingmu's heart is surging: I have also worked hard, I have also sat and pondered countless days and nights, I even secretly went to take pills, causing all kinds of pain, I endured alone, I have scolded God for the injustice of me, I have thought that this world is so sad, but what? I am really afraid of being denied again......

"Do you want to or don't want to?" said the master in a gentle tone.

"I want to, master, I want to cultivate, I don't want to be a waste ......" Ye Qingmu said bitterly, the feeling of powerlessness and despair in his eyes was distressing.

"Then, okay, Mu'er, stretch out your right hand. The master sighed.

Although Ye Qingmu had doubts in his heart, he still stretched out his hand.

I saw that the master read the seal, the two fingers of his right hand merged, and the vitality flowed between his fingers, and then the vitality was like a very small dragon in Ye Qingmu's hand to build a small texture, that is the printing method, unfathomable, the beads are connected, and then it fell on the palm of Ye Qingmu's right hand, and suddenly rushed in, back and forth in Ye Qingmu's tendons.

The master's face was serious, even a little melancholy, "Mu'er, you, you can cultivate." ”

Ye Qingmu only felt as if something had been released in his body, with an unprecedented sense of relief. It's just that...... Can it really be?

Ye Qingmu was suspicious, trying to mobilize vitality from the dantian, and slowly, a trace of vitality slowly flowed in his body......

Can you really cultivate......

But......

Why is it only now......

"Master, I'm ......," Ye Qingmu said with a slight grievance.

"Mu'er, I know what you want to ask, do you want to know why I only helped you start your cultivation now?" the master asked in an astringent voice.

Ye Qingmu nodded slightly.

"Because the master promised that......" the master said wistfully.

Ye Qingmu was puzzled in his heart.

"Mu'er, do you know why this hall of mine is called Ling Yu Palace, because Ling Yu ...... It is your father's name. The master hesitated and said.

Ye Qingmu was a little dazed, "I'...... My father?"

"Your father, the one...... Compared to him, I am just an outlaw......" the master said even more melancholy.

Ye Qingmu was even more confused, and muttered, "Master, what did you say, master?"

The master sighed: "Child, I can only tell you that you did not actually pick you up by me, but your father handed you over to me...... It was only Xuan'er who was picked up......"

Ye Qingmu's heart was shocked. Father......?

The master suddenly said: "From today on, I will no longer forbid you to walk out of the Wind Cold Mountain, you ...... is no longer my disciple of Fenghan Mountain, out of Fenghan Mountain, where to go, you make your own decision, immediately pack up your things and go down the mountain. ”

"Master......" Ye Qingmu was about to speak, but saw the master wave his sleeves and threw him out of the hall.

"Get out of here!" the temple door closed.

"Master...... Master, are you trying to drive me away, you tell me what I can't do, I don't want to go...... Don't drive me away...... I don't want to leave you and my sister...... Don't ......" Ye Qingmu knocked on the door of the temple, almost crying.

The master slowly closed his eyes in his seat, and silently thought in his heart, "Child, don't blame me for being ruthless, all this is just your father's decision, I promised him, and I can't bear you......"

......

Master...... Is the master going to drive him away? Father, sister...... Do you want to say goodbye to your sister?, he thought, and the corners of his eyes sparkled......

He returned to his room and began to slowly pack his things. For as long as he can remember, it has been ten years, and this place where he regarded the writer, although the grief filled his childhood, he had a younger sister and a master......

That's right, junior sister...... He was really reluctant to leave, but if the master wanted to drive him away, he could only do so.

He began to walk down the mountain, passing by his sister's room on the way, his face was sad, he stopped for a moment, but did not come forward to knock on the door, but quickened his pace and walked down the mountain......

"Senior sister...... Forgive me for saying goodbye...... I'm afraid you'll impulsively go down the mountain with me...... I really don't want to leave you and the master, but the master, the master drove me away...... Forgive me...... Forgive me...... I'll be back," Ye Qingmu thought silently in her heart.

On the way, Ye Qingmu thought in his heart: I didn't expect that the day I could cultivate would be the day I left Fenghan Mountain, I don't know if it should be funny or sad. The boy turned around and shouted, "I'll be back!" It's just too far away from the mountain, and I guess no one hears it.

At nightfall, a few inconspicuous stars are eclipsed in the twilight. Ye Qingmu walked into a forest, and the twilight sprinkled on his face through the leaves, as if reflecting his gray heart, with the wind and cold mountains behind him......