Chapter 82: Dreams

The moment Xia Yuqian was held by him, the internal strength that had been weakening for several days seemed to have completely recovered, but his mind was still a little dizzy, as if he was in a dream......

Chen Kefan held the hand she held the bamboo sword, the internal force of the two fused and gathered on the bamboo sword held by Xia Yuqian, Chen Kefan used the internal force to support her, and the two of them took off and danced the sword together.

His pace was very fast, Xia Yuqian began to be unable to keep up with his speed, and she couldn't help but panic a little, she couldn't see his movements clearly, couldn't figure out his moves, and didn't know where he would make his next move, so she just followed him passively, but she didn't know what to do......

"Use your internal strength!" Chen Kefan clasped her hand again and said to her behind her, "If you can't see the road ahead, do what you can now!"

Do what you can now......

Xia Yuqian joined forces with him in the direction of his internal force, and after a long time, she suddenly felt that her speed and swinging strength were completely different from before, and it seemed that every move had a clear purpose and direction.

She suddenly remembered that when she was fighting with Han Yifeng, she had no tactics at all, and her moves were unorganized, and she only blindly pursued speed, which led to only scratching his sleeves in the end......

But at this time, she actually had an unprecedented feeling, and there was no panic and anxiety in her heart when she fought against Han Yifeng, although her moves were still fast and powerful, but her heart was as calm as water.

She no longer thought about the things that had been bothering her and disturbing her, she flew in the air, moving in an instant, the sound of the wind whistling in her ears, but her heart had long forgotten her distracting thoughts, and every move was as solid as a rock, as steady as Mount Tai.

She felt it quietly.

Yes, although she doesn't know what tomorrow will bring, and she doesn't know what will happen in the future, she must not be stopped by the fear of the future, and she must do her best to do what she can now.

Early the next morning, Xia Yuqian got up from the bed and prepared to work in the field, she glanced back at Xiaofan, who was still asleep. Xia Yuqian remembered the warm dream she had last night, she dreamed that the red fox seemed to have become a person, and helped her find the feeling she had been looking for for a long time behind her......

Tianhuang City, Red Square.

The porcelain doll floated in mid-air, looking coldly at the god weaving who was closing his eyes. Qingfeng stood beside her, staring straight ahead with an expression on his face, like a lifeless piece of wood.

"Don't practice! When you practice, the people have already taken in the apprentices, and in a few days, maybe you should be appointed as the young master!" she became angry, her voice became more and more eerie, and her white porcelain face, black and slender curved eyebrows, and bright red lips made people feel creepy when they looked at it.

"What kind of climate can a ten-year-old girl become, let the old man take it, it's best to collect seven or eight more for preparation, so that he is not afraid of being murdered. Kamiori said nonchalantly with her eyes closed.

I can feel that the reason why he took this little girl as an apprentice is not so simple. The Holy Heavenly Maiden said and glanced at the Divine Weave who was still closing her eyes.

"I really don't know what you're worried about, auntie!" Shen Ori shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Now that Chen Kefan is dead, Ziyun Mountain's strength is equivalent to being cut by more than half, which is not enough to threaten us at all." ”

"But taking Ziyun Mountain is an important chess piece that we must take to finally unify the Seven Kingdoms, Ziyun Mountain's prestige in the Seven Kingdoms is too great to shake, if we completely turn against it, I am afraid it will only have an adverse impact on the future situation, which is also the most important reason why I have not left Ziyun Mountain until now!"

"In the Xuan Realm, the strong have always been respected, and when the strong people of Ziyun Mountain are dispersed and their power collapses, it will be the day when we will destroy them in one fell swoop. Kamiori said to her.

"Anyway, I can't keep that little girl named Mu Zixin. The porcelain doll turned around, and her voice became low, "If you can't bear to do it, I'll come!"

When Ling Mu returned to Ziyun Mountain, some disciples heard the rumors that the sect leader had accepted disciples and asked him about the truth, but he hastily sent them back to practice.

He came to the "Sun Moon Pavilion" in the back mountain, which is the place where the old sect leader meditates and cultivates on weekdays, and from a distance, it is a high platform standing alone on the top of the mountain, but the beautiful scenery of the sunset here has a unique charm.

"Sect Master, my subordinates don't understand, why did you do this today?" he asked puzzled, looking at the back of the old sect leader's cultivation.

"Ling Mu, in your experience, what kind of qualities must be possessed by a person who is capable of succeeding the sect leader?" the old man asked him.

"First of all, he must be loyal to my Ziyun Mountain, always attach importance to the affairs of the sect, understand the general situation, and take the overall situation into account; secondly, this person must be an upright person, and he must resolutely defend the law, insist on the equality of the seven kingdoms, and oppose the hegemony of one party; in addition, he should also have strong martial arts to convince everyone; he should have a cool head and not be surprised when encountering problems; he must have superior wisdom and wisdom, and he can make correct decisions and countermeasures at a critical moment," Ling Mu paused, hesitated for a moment, and then added: " The most important point is that the subordinates believe that this person should be a tolerant and open-minded person, not hurt by love, not trapped by hatred, and not lost in chaos. ”

"What you say makes a lot of sense, so what do you think power does for choosing a sect leader?"

"Hmph! like dung!" Leng Mu said indignantly as he remembered what the Holy Celestial Venerable had done.

"You think that power is not important to the leader, but many people affirm that the leader cannot be without power, and if you only have the character you said but have no power and power, it will be equally difficult to convince everyone. Therefore, this is also an important reason why I appointed Chen Kefan as the young master and succeeded me after me. ”

The old man raised his head, looked at the half of the sky reflected red by the setting sun, and said again for a long time: "But after all, I am one step less, and the dust can become a power, but it is also defeated by power." ”

"That's right, because of his too much power, he got into trouble," Ling Mu said and sighed, "He is the grandson of Shenji, the second on the martial arts list, and the young master of Ziyun Mountain...... He was loyal to Ziyun Mountain, so the people of the Silver Bun Sect tried every possible way to get rid of him, and he had the blood of the Silverbun Sect, so he was also criticized in Ziyun Mountain. ”

"That's why I want to gamble on this play today," the old man turned to look at Legi, "take a little girl with no power and no power but great talent and a treasure knife as an apprentice, and see what the final result is." ”

Leng Mu looked at him, and Mu Zixin's innocent and ignorant face appeared in front of him, and he slowly closed his eyes, not knowing whether such a choice would be a blessing or a curse for her.