That year, there was a great drought in the west of Qiguo, and there were only a few pitiful light rains throughout the summer.

Chen Qingzi, the youngest daughter of the Zhuang family, was dragged out into the street by her blurred parents, put a straw mark on her head, and waited for an unknown fate.

At that time, she was only five years old, and the family she remembered was only a one-year-old brother in addition to her parents, as well as a ploughing ox, a flock of chickens, and an old dog.

There are also wild orchids dotted in the fields, which are beautiful.

She was a dutiful girl, and she was also a weak girl, but on the day she knelt on the side of the road with a stalk on her head, she was very strong, a kind of inner numb strength.

Sometimes she also thinks that if it weren't for the master who passed by that day and took a fancy to her, then her life might be as a maid and servant in a big family for more than ten years, or she was bought home by the landlord to be a child daughter-in-law.

That kind of life is certainly not happy.

She is a girl who knows gratitude.

She is very grateful to Shizun, not only because Shizun pulled her out of the whirlpool of fate, but more importantly, Shizun is really good to herself.

I remember that Master Zun said that her talent is very good, and she has lived up to her expectations and worked hard to cultivate.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention that Shizun is the sect master of a small cultivation sect called the Yun Sect, a small sect master who is very inconspicuous in the cultivation world.

Life in Yunzong is peaceful. The scale of the sect is not large, low-key and unassuming, and the bloody wind and blood in the cultivation world have not affected the Yun Sect for a long time, I have to say that it is simply the luck of God's favor.

She had been lying on the top of the Yunzong mountain and thinking about whether life would be spent so peacefully and peacefully, and if she could, it would be fine, but it might be a lot less interesting.

The first time I saw the cruelty of the cultivation world was when a group of Yun Sect disciples went out to collect medicine, and for the sake of a very good immortal elixir, the cultivators of another sect pulled out their swords against them, and that was also the first time Chen Qingzi really fought with people.

There will be blood, there will be maimed and there will be fallen.

Unfortunately, Yunzong was defeated, and all the disciples scattered, she was seriously injured and fled to Shencheng in a panic, and finally fainted by the big river that ran through Shencheng.

When she woke up, she was lying on a soft bed, and outside the door sat a guy with thick shoulders.

That year, Yuan Shoucheng and Chen Qingzi were both eighteen years old, one was a closed disciple of the Yun Sect in the cultivation world, and the other was a clever young man who carried a book burden to set up a bookstall in the mundane world.

Yuan Shoucheng was illiterate, but he was willing to work hard, and memorized the names of those books, and he once told Qingzi that his ideal was to become the most famous bookseller in Qiguo and open the shop to the capital!

She knew that the biggest regret in Yuan Shoucheng's life was that there was no ink in his stomach, so when he picked up this woman who looked bookish at a glance by the river, he had a good impression in his heart.

Yuan Shoucheng has always emphasized that he saved Qingzi entirely because she was a literate person, not because of her beauty.

No one believed, but she believed.

The days of recuperation were really the happiest life in Chen Qingzi's 18 years, Yuan Shoucheng boiled medicine for her, and she taught him to read and write.

However, the day when the injury finally healed, when Chen Qingzi stood on the canopy boat and waved goodbye to the young man on the shore, she was a little reluctant and a little sad.

It rained that day, and it was dripping, reminding her of the year of drought when she was five years old.

Life has to go on, but the Yun Sect is no longer calm, the behemoths of the two cultivation worlds of the North and South Sects are hostile to each other and close to each other, occasionally cooperating, often fighting in secret, and their every move will disrupt the lake of the world, and the small sects are like boats in a storm, in addition to obedience or obedience.

There is a saying in the Kingdom of Qi: Wolves never become merciful because of the meekness of sheep.

In the end, Yun Zong still angered a big man, so he would inevitably have to bear the wrath of the big man.

Anger is often a sign of blood.

Whether it is the cultivation world or the mundane world, it is full of blood and cruelty, the weak must eventually rely on the strong to survive, and the strong must continue to be strong in order to continue, just like every turbulent dynasty in the history written in the book, the smoke is everywhere, and countless irrelevant people are implicated, and no one is allowed to be left alone in the troubled times.

On a very peaceful day, the Yun Sect was defeated.

Most of the people in the sect died, leaving only Shizun with her and a few of the most potential disciples to run all the way, panicking, she was dragged and fled for a long time, far away, but in the end the enemy still caught up.

She still remembered that at the last moment, the master forced the sect's cultivation classic "Huang Ting Jing" and the "Moon Crane" that represented the inheritance of the sect master into her pale hands.

It's that simple, she became the new sect master of the Yun Sect. According to the inheritance calculation, that is, the twenty-seventh generation of the sect master, also known as the twenty-seventh generation of the crane......

And the "Old Sect Master" resolutely returned, using his life's cultivation to win a little time for the disciples to escape......

This is undoubtedly a sad story.

When the few remaining disciples of the Yun Sect fled into the capital incognito and hid in a daze, Chen Qingzi, the twenty-seventh generation sect master, finally really felt the heavy pressure.

From expectations, from hatred, from unknown futures and sad pasts, all the pressure was like the darkness of a lawless day.

She also tried to be strong, but just like when she knelt on the side of the road at the age of five, her superficial strength was actually to cover the weakness in her heart, and the strength brought by numbness never gave people hope.

Finally, after a year of incognito, she became a deserter.

Also on a very peaceful day, she quietly fled to Shencheng alone...... It's a relief to know that the guy who once saved her has his own shop.

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Life seems to be so beautiful that she has almost forgotten the past, but every time she opens the box and sees the "Crane in the Moon", Chen Qingzi will become silent.

As I said before, she is a girl who knows gratitude, or a deserter who knows gratitude. So the day after she gave birth to Yuan Lai, it was early that morning...... The weak Chen Qingzi said goodbye to his husband and the child, and ran in a certain direction with his sword, and was never heard from again.

Of course, the ending is already doomed.

"I am not a qualified sect master, nor a qualified disciple, nor a qualified wife and mother, but ...... I wish I could atone for my sins to the heavens......"

"Xianggong...... If...... I mean, if ...... If you can allow our children to enter the practice, then I beg you to tell me on the day of Qingming, okay?"

"I owe the Cloud Sect a sect master, and if possible, I hope to give it back a ......"

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......

Yuan Lai slowly put down the letter, and then sighed deeply.

PS: I really don't want to write this kind of plot. In addition, there were many showers today, which suppressed the heat and felt very comfortable~