Qingyue occasionally glanced at the young man from the corner of her eyes, and saw that the young man was obviously physically exhausted but still didn't dare to stop, and nodded her chin with satisfaction, well, there is perseverance, and the child can be taught.

Why did she accept this little brother? Probably because of the loneliness of this young man at that time, she was reminded of a small figure......

Waving her heart's thoughts, Qingyue laughed at this sudden remembrance in her heart, what's the use of nostalgia? It's just to increase the sadness, now that people have changed, no matter how much she thinks about it, it is better to cultivate Jindan as soon as possible to go out of the mountain gate. There are thousands of red dust, and the floating world is prosperous, how can we no longer find a heart-to-heart person?

Suppress the thoughts in your heart and drop a sentence "Practice again tomorrow." And he flew away.

Seeing that the oppressed figure disappeared, Changge suddenly loosened the strength in his hand, the bamboo sword fell, and his delicate palm was already red. Silently took out the ointment and put it on, Changge picked up the bamboo sword and walked towards the residence.

For more than ten years, he has been alone, there are many brothers and sisters in the family, he is insignificant in the family with mediocre talent and introverted personality, and he is used to an introverted life when he enters the sect, he does not talk much, and naturally does not communicate with many people, so it seems dispensable among the new disciples.

No one cares, no one shares, what can one person do? But he's used to it. Maybe he wasn't just afraid of this senior sister, the red that imprinted into his eyes was actually warm......

The empty shirt has been closed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for less than a month, and it was nothing originally, and he was mostly like this when he avoided Qingyue in the past.

It's just that in the past half month, there have always been disciples whispering in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion about Qingyue and the unknown new disciple, and the words are vague, but they seem to be true.

Although those disciples knew that the Elder Kongyi was stationed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, they had never seen it, and there was no one to guard the entry and exit of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and they only needed to wear the disciple's jade plate to enter and exit, so some disciples had no scruples when they didn't see a human figure.

Who knows, how powerful the soul of Jin Dan Zhenren is, since the empty shirt is stationed here, he will naturally divide a divine sense to watch the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the words of those disciples have fallen into his ears without concealment.

The first time he heard these words, the fingers of the empty shirt holding the scriptures shrank slightly, but they recovered instantly, and the posture of reading quietly did not move. After that, for the second time, the third time, and countless times, he had remained unmoved, but even he had not noticed that the speed of his reading had slowed down a little, and in the past, such a biography could be read and understood in less than ten days. However, more than ten days have passed, and he has only surveyed and read the end of the volume, and the way written by his ancestors has not been comprehended, and he knows that his heart is in turmoil.

Since his mind is disturbed, it is not suitable for reading scriptures, so he chose to retreat, decades of accumulation, he has already been able to break through to Yuanying, but he is not interested in the realm of cultivation, reading books is his hobby, when he broke through the golden pill in one fell swoop, it is just his accumulation that cannot be pressed, and the real water is just a matter of course. In fact, he didn't have any idea of breaking through at all, and even at that time, he was still immersed in the Dao Fa and had no idea of his own cultivation.

After the breakthrough, he didn't care what the benefits of Jin Dan Xiuwei were, the only thing that satisfied him was the increase in Shouyuan, which allowed him to read books for a longer time. And the head of the sect asked him to be stationed in the Scripture Pavilion just to his liking, and he didn't care about the rest at all. So to this day, he still only has cultivation, and the techniques he knows are only what he needs to master in life.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^