The long years urge people to grow old, but the traces left by time on the monks are faint and fade.

Only the eyes that have passed through time are getting deeper and darker.

It is another hundred years for the Linghe Sect to open the mountain gate and recruit disciples.

Song Wanling on Qingquan Peak.

A pair of light eyes saw several cloud boats rising in the vast square through the layers of formations.

Yun Zhou passed through the mountain protection array and headed towards the many immortal cultivation cities around the Linghe Sect City.

She stood on the top of the peak for a day, closed her eyes and opened them, and one by one the cloud boats returned to the square.

Those disciples began to climb up at the foot of the mountain, and their appearances were different.

But they all gritted their teeth, stared at their eyes, and looked like they would not give up.

This evoked her memories of a long time ago, and Song Wanling recalled them.

And the situation at the bottom of the mountain changed, and one monk after another fell off the cliff, or lost himself in that test.

But there were still quite a few monks who were able to set foot in the square.

"Master."

Song Wanling turned around and smiled at Su Min Zhenren, who quietly appeared behind her.

The master and apprentice were in the wind at the same time, and they came to the high platform in the blink of an eye.

This time, it was Su Min Zhenren, and there was an almost equal throne next to him, and Song Wanling Shi Ran sat on it.

She is now also a real person of the main peak of the Linghe Sect, but she refused to open another peak, and she is still sitting in Qingquan Peak.

But her status is not much worse than Su Min's real person.

"Water Spirit Root, although it is not as transparent as you, but there is no water spirit body here, and it looks like a well-behaved character."

Su Min Zhenren's wide sleeves were slightly pulled, and the slender jade fingers were lightly pointed downward.

Song Wanling followed her eyes and saw that she was a pretty girl with bright eyes and good eyes, looking forward to Shenfei.

Su Min Zhenren smiled and said, "Look at this clever appearance, it really looks like you." ”

Song Wanling hooked the corners of her lips slightly, but she said sour words in her mouth.

"The teacher is a suspect that the apprentice is old now, and he wants to find a younger junior sister Cheng Huan to follow?

Then look at your face, Ling'er will not deliberately find trouble with the "little junior sister". ”

Su Min Zhenren raised her hand, not lightly or heavily, and patted the apprentice who was now only half a line weaker than her.

"Do you have any thoughts of accepting disciples?

If you look at it, you feel that the water spirit root does not fit the eye, and there are a few good seedlings.

Wood Spirit Root, Water and Wood Twin Spirit Root, if you want to accept the disciples, you don't feel agreeable, and you don't have to accept the family inheritance. ”

Song Wanling's face was flat.

As early as Su Min Zhenren asked, she knew that Shizun wanted her to recruit apprentices, but she didn't have that idea.

Since he didn't have the idea of recruiting an apprentice to teach, he wouldn't force himself, and said with a smile:

"Shizun wants to be an ancestor. But Senior Brother, the third senior sister has accepted a lot of apprentices, and it is not bad for Ling'er to accept another apprentice for you to be the master again. ”

"You're talking more and more casually."

Su Min Zhenren shook her head helplessly, she already understood the wishes of her apprentice, and after seeing the many good seedlings below, she sighed in her heart.

She has a firm heart and will not mislead her state of mind because of others and other things.

But to come out, after all, it is necessary to grieve for a long time.

She has protected her most beloved little apprentice for hundreds of years, and even this will not make her heart too sad in the future.

If she has a lovely disciple who is as good as she was when she was a child, she can share some of the pain in her heart.

Su Min Zhenren looked back at his face unchanged, except that his gaze became more and more indifferent, and his appearance was still like Song Wanling hundreds of years ago.

Her gaze flickered under the high platform, sweeping over the pretty girl.

Her appearance remains the same, but her heart is still sincere, and the future is unlimited.

But she, who is a teacher, is old after all.

Song Wanling leisurely listened to the real people of the other peaks talking to each other, commenting on the disciples under the high stage.

Although it is a good seedling, you are competing for me to choose, but it really seems to be picking something quite precious.

Sure enough, no matter how extraordinary the talent is, but after all, cultivation is fundamental.

Song Wanling shook her head, and when she asked which disciple she liked, she chose another one, bluntly saying that she had no idea of choosing a disciple.

At this moment, she looked back at Shang Su Min's real person with a loving light.

The corners of her mouth just sketched a smile, but her heart jumped suddenly, and there was a bit of solemnity in her eyes.

She suddenly felt a panic in her heart, and it only flashed.

But now it has broken through the late stage of Jindan's cultivation, and it is already Jindan's great perfection cultivation.

How could that little sadness be a delusion, and what kind of omen could it be?

But why can't we find out at all?

Next, Song Wanling was actually a wave in her heart, and she hadn't experienced the feeling of sitting like acupuncture for a long time.

And a year later, that feeling is not an illusion after all.

"Master, are you leaving?"

Song Wanling's steps were heavy, and she crossed the threshold of the palace with difficulty, like a mortal, and walked into the quiet room behind the main hall slowly and stagnantly.

looked at Su Min Zhenren, who was dressed in a plain white robe and sat cross-legged on a futon.

She looked terrified, and fell to her knees stiffly.

"After all, the teacher failed to break through, and after struggling for a hundred years, he still accepted it calmly."

Su Min said with a light expression.

"But Qingquan Peak can't carry the two Yuan Infant True Venerables? That's going to open another peak. ”

Song Wanling said in a panic.

"When it comes to this luck and luck, the monks take it the most, but we fight with the sky, go against the sky, and try to become immortals, how can we only be in that luck.

What Qingquan Peak can't accommodate two True Venerables, how can you say such stupid things. ”

Su Minzhen's face was full of helplessness, and then he bent his finger and pointed at Song Wan's smooth forehead, ignoring the coolness of his fingertips, and said angrily.

"No matter how Qingquan Peak is, there is not a single True Venerable who has appeared, why are there only two?

Ling'er, who was a teacher for the first time, would still say such arrogant words. ”

She immediately smiled, a little doting.

Song Wanling crossed her knees in front of Su Min Zhenren, she should have known that her master was going to sit down!

It's just that after all, she is not long after Jindan Daquan.

If the two of them are really enemies of life and death, Su Min Zhenren may not be able to beat her, but she is a veteran Jindan Great Perfection.

If she wants to hide from her apprentice, and she can't detect her master at will for no reason, she was really hidden.

It was during the meditation that I felt the weak spirit leaked out by Su Minzhen, and all the tension before was understood.

In an instant, my heart was shocked, and I was completely panicked.

At this time, my heart hurts sharply, but after all, I am already a person who has lived for hundreds of years.

"If you are like this, you will be relieved to be a teacher."

Su Min Zhenren withdrew his hand, the smile on his face was retracted, his eyes were soft, his expression was solemn, and he seemed to be indifferent.

"Really, don't you fight anymore?

That's it......

Even if he died in the Yuan Infant Tribulation, there is a glimmer of hope! ”

Song Wanling's hand was tightly twisted into her sleeve, and she finally pleaded with a touch of expectation.

It's that Shizun has always been so calm and unwavering, she thought that Shizun had long been confident in getting married, but she didn't want to...

"Ling'er, you should know that I have been trapped in this hundred years, but in vain I have always thought that I have seen through the red dust, but after all, I still can't give up the world.

After living for more than 100 years, it has finally come to an end, and there is no need to struggle more. ”

Su Min said lightly.

"The apprentice sent away his father and mother, and today, hundreds of years later, he has to send away his master.

Hundreds of years of experience, but this heart-wrenching pain, to bear it again, is still exhausting after all. ”

Song Wanling hooked the corners of her mouth, her smile was thin, and her eyes were dry.

"So, the monk has lost his life, but he is still a man. It is up to you, son, to make it. ”

Su Min Zhenren looked at her most proud disciple with gentle eyes.

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