With a long sigh, Cui Houqing slowly knelt down and stopped talking.

Yi Zhen'er next to her looked at this junior brother who had always been like a younger brother, and she had mixed feelings for a while, and slowly shed a tear. She wanted to explain for her junior brother, but once she explained, he would be kicked out of the Buddhist temple and forever become a joke in people's mouths. So he, Lin Haoran, like Cui Houqing, chose to be silent.

Da Mo sat on the chair, like a deflated ball, he was most afraid of Cui Houqing's silence, but after all, this incident still happened. As the giant of Qinglong Temple, he knew the seriousness of this matter, whether he said it or not, it would be a very serious consequence for Cui Houqing. Since he didn't say it, of course, the desert monk could only be silent.

There was a deathly silence in the main hall for a moment.

After a while, a cough interrupted the silence, and it was the Heavenly Daoist who spoke: "Since you don't say it, then you will also acquiesce in the matter of your demonization, so the matter of Lingzun's violent incident is also because of you?"

Cui Houqing looked up at the desert, and then at the head of the house, so he nodded, closed his lips tightly, and didn't speak again.

"And say that you are not a demon sect!" The Tianfang Daoist suddenly shouted loudly, which made Cui Houqing tremble for a while.

Demon Sect Demon, Demon Sect Demon, these words set off a monstrous wave in Cui Houqing's heart, yes, his father and mother were killed, and he came to Qinglong Temple to become a monk, in order to find the demon cult demon, but the funny thing is that now he has become a demon demon who people despise.

Hahaha..... Cui Houqing suddenly felt a little funny, and suddenly laughed like crazy, but he couldn't stop the tears flowing while laughing.

The Tianfang Dao people were originally outsiders, but today somehow they just looked at the person in front of them unpleasantly, and they insisted on forcing him to death. Especially in his mind, the person who almost defeated his apprentice, who had the best chance of inheriting the mantle, had to die.

"Senior Brother Desert, now that the matter is clear, please ask Senior Brother to give a clear indication of what to do!" Tianfang Daoren's face was happy, and now he has completely grasped the development of the situation.

Da Mo waved his hand helplessly and said, "What should I do with you, after all, it was your apprentice who was killed." ”

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll say my way of dealing with it: Demon Sect Demon Master Houqing, the crime is conclusive, first kill the disciple, then steal the teacher, and finally enter the demon, these three things are more serious than the other, in order to make an example of the canonical punishment, I decided to punish him for all his cultivation, and he was sent to the realm of ten thousand thunders to be punished by thunder and lightning, if he still does not die, he will be driven down Qinglong Mountain, and he will not be allowed to practice forever. ”

When the Heavenly Daoist said the result of the punishment, the corners of Cui Houqing's mouth moved, and he raised his eyes to look at the senior sister beside him, who was still crying there, but couldn't say anything.

Senior sister, if I die, will you remember me? I don't know why, at this time of great crisis, he didn't defend himself, but secretly belittled himself.

"Senior Brother Tianfang, isn't the punishment a little too severe?" Yi Changfeng over there raised a different opinion, and Qiushui echoed it.

"Senior Brother Yi, I'd rather kill by mistake than let ...... go"

Just before he could finish this sentence, he heard a loud noise, but the coffee table on the ground was lifted by the air wave and flew into the distance. The desert monk was furious: "Senior Brother Tianfang, these words are also what you said? Recently, I see that your murderous intent has become more and more serious, do you want to kill me too?"

The Heavenly Daoist suddenly felt a little speechless and had to be silent.

Qiushui said over there: "Senior brother in charge, I think the matter is settled like this." Master Houqing's cultivation is not abolished for the time being, but the punishment of thunder and lightning must still be suffered. ”

Over there, Yi Changfeng and Tianfang Daoren nodded at the same time, looking at the desert monk. The desert monk next to him paced back and forth irritably, his eyes uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the end, Da Mo finally acquiesced and nodded.

"Master!" Yi Zhen'er over there couldn't stand it anymore, pulled Lin Haoran to kneel, and said, "Master, you can't promise him, Cui Houqing has been on the mountain for six years, and you know his nature best in your heart, do you really want to kill him in vain?"

When Yi Changfeng saw his daughter come forward to plead, his face immediately changed greatly, and he hurriedly urged her to hurry up, but Yi Zhen'er seemed to be iron-hearted and kept talking.

"Yes, Master, Master Houqing is indeed not a member of the Demon Sect, I dare to vouch for him. Lin Haoran also pleaded with the Heavenly Daoist.

"Bang!" There was a soft sound, and the Tianfang Daoist clapped the case: "Are you the master or am I the master, you have the final say or I have the final say? ”

Lin Haoran saw that it was useless to plead, so he had to stand up, walked to Cui Houqing's side, took her hand and said, "Houqing, I tried my best, the master has already made up his heart, no matter how I say it, it's useless." ”

Cui Houqing opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, he turned his eyes to the side and looked at the pink woman, beautiful and quiet, incomprehensible.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Yi Zhen'er up, put her hand on Lin Haoran's hand, and said slowly: "I don't know if it's right for me to do this, senior sister will hand it over to you in the future." Remember to treat her well, or I won't let you go. ”

Lin Haoran nodded fiercely.

Yi Zhen'er cried into tears: "Don't say stupid things, senior sister is waiting for you to come out of the electrocution, you will definitely be able to get through." ”

"Good apprentice, your heart is a teacher, I hope you don't want children to grow up in the future. The desert monk patted Hou Qing's shoulder, and slowly walked towards the outside of the hall, as if he was disappointed and drained his body, and his steps seemed much more frivolous. When he was about to step out of the palace gate, Da Mo paused, and finally said that sentence: "Tomorrow at noon, Master Houqing will be punished by thunder and lightning, regardless of life or death!"

There were a few sighs in the hall, and then it fell into infinite silence, only a soothing footstep faded away, and the figure of the desert slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Cui Houqing walked mechanically, slowly walking towards the residence, he kept his head down, as if no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it seemed so insignificant in his eyes.

He finally stopped and looked up at the sky. The birds in the sky soared, the white clouds were hidden, and the sun shone so close that it seemed to be able to reach out and hook it.

He took a deep breath of air, then exhaled it again, repeating it several times, and his mood was much more relaxed. When he lowered his head, he found that he had unintentionally walked to the place where he often cultivated—in front of the sea of clouds and moons.

An old man with a transparent body was sitting where Hou Qing often sits, staring at the sea of clouds. He didn't know how long he had been sitting, so much so that a few leaves had fallen on his white robe.

Xu is Cui Houqing's footsteps woke him up, he turned his head, stretched out his white arm, beckoned, and then turned his head again without saying a word.

Cui Houqing felt a little strange, what could make this master of cultivation feel so depressed? He stayed in the local area, thought about it for a while, and felt that he was too stupid, he was about to face life and death, and he was still thinking about others. His reluctance to speak is just a matter of his heart, and he is really a mediocre person.

Cui Houqing bypassed a mountain rock, came to Old Man Zhong's side, and sat down side by side. An old man and a young man watched the wonders of heaven and earth in front of the sea of clouds like this, but their eyes were empty, and no one had the heart to appreciate it.

I don't know how long I sat like this, from the noon of the day to the thin West Mountain, and then to the moonrise and the sea of stars. The sea of clouds also changed from colorful to dark white.

Xu is silence was enough, a sigh, and then the old man Zhong stood up, turned around and walked to the unknown place, only a soft sentence made him burst into tears: "Little friend, let's say goodbye like this, I will never see you again in the future, I am very happy that we have a master-apprentice fate, but the fate is going to end after all." ”

"Don't you want to send me?" Cui Houqing had tears in his eyes, he didn't want to wipe it, as if after wiping it off, he couldn't cry anymore.

The white shadow did not reply, nor did it look back, but waved its hand lightly and slowly disappeared at the end of the woods.

Cui Houqing felt that this old man's mind was too heavy, and he had never seen him like this in six years, just like a dying farewell.

Cui Houqing laughed at himself helplessly, isn't it just a dying farewell? He can't survive the Ten Thousand Thunder Punishment Domain under any circumstances, because he has heard it a long time ago, it is a desperate situation where even immortals will die!

Cui Houqing continued to sit in front of the sea of clouds in a daze, he began to recall the past, thinking of his adoptive father and adoptive mother, and the amiable Master Yuqing, and thinking of what Gengjin said in the valley that day. If there is still the courage to let him live now, then where are his real biological parents?

Cui Houqing unconsciously slowly pronounced out the name, and his mind became heavy for a while.

It turns out that I am not ordinary, my real parents turned out to be ancient gods, but how did I wander here? What is my real life experience? With these questions, Cui Houqing didn't know who to ask, only he was free to divinate himself.

He took out three copper coins from his arms, held them in his hands and shook them vigorously, and after waiting for a while, he slowly stretched out his palms, and saw three copper coins stacked together and lying in the palm of his hand.

Cui Houqing let out a sigh of relief, put the copper coin in his pocket, and slowly read out the hexagram: "One, two, three, stack!"

He thought about it carefully, then took out the hexagram book and doubled it, but there was no hexagram of Qiankun in it, so he frowned, slowly exhaled and said, "Qiankun, I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

Perhaps if you solve this hexagram, you will know where your parents are. Cui Houqing suddenly had this thought, so he stood up, turned around and walked towards the mountain.

To the left of the Qinglong Hall is a slightly smaller side hall, which is the residence of the desert monk and Uncle Yuru. Through the hanging window, you can see that Da Mo is sitting at the desk flipping through a book, but although his hand is raised, he has not moved for a long time, as if he doesn't know where he thinks. Master Yuru stepped forward, gently removed the oil lamp on the table, and folded his hands and said, "Senior brother, it's time to go to bed!"

"Oh" Da Mo came to his senses, turned to look at the sky, and asked, "How many shifts?"

Yuru sighed lightly and said, "It's the third watch, maybe he has already fallen asleep!"

"You go to sleep first, I can't sleep, and then think about what else can be done. The desert monk stood up, then sat down again, re-energized the book in his hand, and the oil lamp flickered a few times to reflect the two words on the book cover.

With another soft sigh, Master Yuru put down the oil lamp, sat down on the bed again, closed his eyes and meditated.

Knock knock, a few crisp knocks sounded, Master Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Please come in!"

With a squeak, a cool breeze blew in along the crack in the door, and a slightly childish face was reflected in front of the door - Cui Houqing.

Da Mo turned his head when he heard the voice: "It's Master Houqing, come in." ”

Cui Houqing slowly closed the door, then walked into the room and came to the desert.

"Please sit down!" The desert monk was rarely kind, which was a little different from him, which made Houqing very uncomfortable for a while.

Cui Houqing pulled a stool and sat down.