The crown prince, who came to ask for the throne in a rage, walked away. Long Huayun immediately ordered to go down, strengthen the border guards, and at the same time monitor the movements of the internal personnel. Other skills are not good, and it is still effortless to monitor the movements of the entire Imperial City.

Extinguishing the Void Mirror, he finally closed the loophole. The dynasty changed hands, but it was still stable, and the surrounding countries did not dare to take the opportunity to make trouble, each guarding its own one-third of an acre of land and living in harmony. That's what he wants to maintain. This situation will last for a long time because of the existence of Long Huayun, so that he can leave with peace of mind.

"Qiming, come here."

Qiming, who was meditating in the front yard, stood up, and the master called him. He was very excited, this was the first time that Master had taken the initiative to call him after being with Ling Youyou. Does it mean that the master has come out of the heart tribulation?

Qiming immediately ran over, and when he entered the door, he only saw that his master didn't see Ling Youyou, Qiming breathed a sigh of relief, the master really wanted to open, and he had already driven people away. Qi Ming was secretly happy, thinking about how to open his mouth in order to appease Master's heart, which was still in pain at the moment. It must be painful to give up what you love, Qiming nodded affirmatively.

"Master, you call the apprentice"

"Kaiming, go on."

Yuan Xuan raised his hand, and an object flew out of his sleeve and landed in Qiming's hand. Qiming lowered his eyes and saw that it was the magic weapon of fate, the wheel turntable.

Qiming was shocked, holding the wheel turntable, "Master, why"

The wheel wheel can be the natal magic weapon of fate extinction, with the ability to reshape a world, that is, even if the world is destroyed in the next moment, fate can also control the wheel wheel to reverse time and prevent destruction from happening.

It's a counter-magic weapon. I don't know how much effort it takes to refine it. Now the fate of the destruction of the fate to give him this magic weapon, what does it mean?

"Master, don't, you can soar after another thousand years of cultivation, don't give up."

Yuan Xuan's gaze was as calm as a pool of water, "If the teacher is not in this reincarnation, he shouldn't exist in the first place." ”

"No, don't be misled. It's not that the disciple wants the fairy to speak ill, without her appearance, you will not have such a devastating heart. Master, you are a Buddha cultivator who can see through all things, and the relationship between men and women should not affect you. Master, you can't give up on yourself. Disciples know that you can see the past and the future, but why do you have to go with it? You have what you have to fight against. ”

Yuan Xuan quietly waited for him to finish, "Qiming, you must have enough strength to go against the grain, and the current teacher is not enough." There are thousands of rules in the world, and the core one is to follow the trend. Swimming against the tide may be successful, but it may be the sacrifice of countless innocent people. If you have been practicing Buddhism for a thousand years, how can you harm others for yourself, let alone "

This is something he must go through, he can't escape, he can't resist, otherwise he will lose the possibility of winning a game.

"Okay, you should understand what it means to be a teacher. How to deal with the responsibility on your shoulders, you can do it yourself. ”

"Master," Qiming pouted and knelt down, "do you really want to abandon your disciples?"

"There is fate as a master and apprentice, and fate is separated. You are a disciple of Buddhism, and you should not have a sad spring. ”

This disciple is a little more emotional.

Qiming blinked his eyes and didn't let the tears fall. Master, he is like a daughter's family, so embarrassed, so he can't shed tears, that's even more humiliating.

Qiming retreated, and Yuan Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, the aftermath has been explained, what will Qiqing think now. As the person who inherited the mantle as the eldest disciple, he should have been, but he didn't leave his natal magic weapon to Qiqing, I don't know if this disciple will be resentful.

If you are resentful, you can complain, how can his decision be changed because of a disciple's displeasure. After all, the most suitable person is Qiming. Qiqing's strength is certainly stronger than Qiming's, but his potential is limited and he can't go far. What's more, Qiqing at this moment seems to have a lot of complaints about him, the master. Uh, that girl has been out for a long time, why hasn't she come back yet.

Yuan's attention shifted instantly, and Qiqing's problem was ignored by him. He was used to Ling Youyou sticking to his side, half gone, and suddenly missed it. I miss her smile, I miss her narrowness and cunning, and I miss her gentle eyes like water.

This love poison is getting heavier and heavier.

Yuan Xuan released his divine sense to probe, and his face suddenly turned black. Immediately, his form disappeared into the void, and the next moment he appeared in front of the cliff.

Qiqing was standing there, facing the cliff, and the wind blew his robe hunting. Yuan Xuan's body was shrouded in a cloud of light, so the wind could not blow him for half a minute.

Qiqing felt that someone appeared, turned around suddenly, and saw the moment of fate, his face turned three points whiter. He swallowed nervously and spat at the mouth.

"Master."

Apparently he was very weak-hearted.

Yuan Yuan ignored him, walked straight to the edge of the cliff, and lowered his head to look down.

The cliffs here are not ordinary, but the eye of the Yellow Spring. The wind under the cliff has the effect of tearing the soul, and the ordinary monk falls down, and the soul is scattered immediately. Even if his cultivation is as advanced as he is, he will inevitably be seriously injured after falling.

What is the condition of Ling Youyou who fell down at this moment, he doesn't dare to resemble it. Although she is an immortal and is extremely strong, she cannot be unharmed under the attack of the opposite force of her body.

"Qiqing," at this time, Yuan's voice was cold, different from the previous coldness, this time it was really cold to the bone marrow, not only that, but it also gave Qiqing a very strange feeling, "You have a demonic barrier in your heart." ”

Qiqing knew that Master was angry, but he would not regret it, "Master, go back." How can your thousand-year-old cultivation be completely destroyed because of a love word, the disciple can't sit idly by. ”

"Qiqing, it's not your turn to be in charge of the teacher's affairs. Because of this, you have demons in your heart, and it is wrong for you to be a teacher. From now on, I will go back and face the wall, and I will not be allowed to leave the customs for a hundred years. ”

"Master, the disciple can think about it in the wall, but please let the master go down the woman. If you continue to cling to it, the Buddha will be angry. You have cultivated the invincible body of King Kong, why did you destroy the Great Wall"

"Fate is born and dies, and no one can control it. Qiqing, you are too wrong. As a teacher, you have decided to return to the world, and you have to protect the common people with your junior brother. You don't know what to do, Qiming will follow you. ”

Qiqing stepped forward and hugged Yuan's leg, "Master, what are you going to do?"

With a wave of his sleeves, he shook Qiqing away, "From now on, I am no longer your master." Shape up or ship out. ”

After that, he jumped down.

Qiqing climbed on the edge of the flat cliff, and shouted "Master" with all his strength at the dark eye of the Yellow Spring, "Master why"

Why did he so resolutely let go of the master he had always worshipped, and the person who had always worshipped him as a god, and completely turned his back on everything before, he didn't accept it, he didn't allow it, but what could he do? Jump down, he'll die and won't be able to die again.

"Ahh The voice was full of despair and pain. Such a respectful person, such a beloved person, just left him. It's unfair. ，，，

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