As soon as he walked into the main hall, Chu Gaoge also hurried over, Ling Luo closed the doors and windows, and the two of them sat down.

"Master, his old man has something to do, and the affairs of Beiling Mountain will be handled by me for the time being. If the people who have not returned to the Northern Spirit Sect for a year will all disperse, and the learning fees of the younger brothers and sisters will be returned on schedule. It is said that the position of the suzerain of the Northern Spirit Sect will be inherited by whom, and it is said that after ten years, the prestige of the three of our brothers and sisters is enough to make the other two people worship and obey, then who is the suzerain, if it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, the three sects will stand side by side, and if there is no forgiveness for those who violate the order, there will be no forgiveness for the sect property deposited by the master. ”

Chu Gaoge was taken aback and said, "Senior brother, what happened?" Master has always been calm and moderate, how could he be so hasty and hurried this time?"

Ling Luo groaned, "The two junior disciples need to know about this matter, but they must not tell others. The master originally had a secret injury, and he had been overworked over the years, and recently he was involved in the secret injury when he was cultivating, and the situation was extremely urgent. The only Flying Immortal Sect Master in the world who can help his old man is ......"

Among them, Ling Luo can't explain to Chu Gaoge that when all the powerful forces compete for hegemony today, most of them have the ambition to dominate the world. It was really unpredictable what Chu Guo would do if he knew the truth about Zheng Feixian.

Chu Gaoge was shocked when he heard that the old man of Beiling was so seriously injured that he might not be able to survive for a year. There was no objection at all to Ling Luo presiding over the affairs of the mountain, and when Ling Luo asked for his opinion on the arrangement of the old man of Beiling, he also casually agreed absentmindedly.

When the three of them went out, many of their disciples were already suspicious of something, and they gathered and waited. Ling Luo and Chu Gaoge both pretended to be casual and said with a smile, the old man of Beiling learned the news of an ancient secret book, if it goes well, he may retreat and cultivate for a while. The operation of the Northern Spirit Sect has long been on the trajectory, and now even if the old man of the Northern Spirit is not there, the matter of teaching martial arts will not be affected.

All the disciples knew that the old man of Beiling was good at collecting secret treasures, and they all believed it.

When Bu Jingxian returned to the roof next to the martial arts training ground, Shaoyuan came over and asked him if something had happened to the Flying Immortal Sect. Instead, he was taken aback, but on the surface, he said without incident, "How can you ask such a question?" Senior Brother only said that the master was in a hurry to cultivate the secret of the mastery that he was about to obtain. ”

Shaoyuan rubbed his big nose and grinned: "Nurse Feiying sent me a message saying that my father plans to call me back next year, and my clan's Wuzun Gal fought with Zheng Feixian, and he was injured, but Zheng Feixian was also injured. If the situation is true, the army of this clan will invade Zheng State next year! The sect master is in a hurry, and I think that Zheng Feixian's injuries are not light. Master, do you think my guess makes sense?"

"Maybe so, maybe not. This kind of thing will not be said by the sect master to the teacher. ”

"Yes, the sect master looks down on and doesn't like Master. "Shaoyuan is a person with few brains, this kind of thing is often said, in anyone's opinion, it is a fact, and Bu Jingxian never cares.

After the old man of Beiling left, he disappeared for several months, and during this period, there was also news that the old man of Beiling and Zheng Feixian went out to travel together. The disciples of the Northern Spirit Sect all thought that they were practicing some magical ancient martial arts secret together, and there were no unfavorable rumors. On the contrary, most of them did not dare to speak humiliating to Bu Jingxian because Zheng Ranran was in charge of the major affairs of the Flying Immortal Sect, although there were still some disciples who were still the same, and it was rare that some people would echo them.

Although these disciples on the top of the mountain are arrogant and conceited, they all have a keen sense of smell, and Zheng Ranran's ability to support the overall situation shows that the successor to the position of the sect master cannot make a mistake. Although they were not afraid of the Flying Immortal Sect, they were never willing to offend. Although he still can't look at Qi Xian Xian in his heart, and even thinks that he is a lucky person, most of them will not say this kind of thing to his face.

Shaoyuan has also become better because of this.

"Master is so lucky to have a good wife. ”

Bu Jingxian couldn't help but shake his head, this Shaoyuan would always say something unintentional and harsh. Many people laughed at him for leaning against a big tree, and his ancestors had cultivated several lifetimes. Shaoyuan said the same thing, and more simply. "Why not? Master's fiancée is the heir of the Flying Immortal Sect, of course, everyone is afraid of Master. Shaoyuan said this as a matter of course, and at the end he rubbed his big nose and said, "But I think she looks down on the master and doesn't like the master!"

"What nonsense. Bu Jingxian often feels depressed and wants to tell Shaoyuan to shut up, his words are too harsh and too reluctant to listen.

"I didn't talk nonsense! Otherwise, why didn't she come to see Master once for most of the year, and no one would have a word! There used to be a sister who liked me very much, and she would come to me every day, but her father wouldn't allow her to come back. Master, will I like other sons and daughters now that I am so beautiful, handsome and capable sons than my master. ”

Shaoyuan has said this more than once, but in fact, it is very absurd. The sister in his mouth is his half-sister, and the two of them are young and ignorant and often tired of learning to see the adult room together. Later, he was finally bumped into. Shaoyuan's father was deeply ashamed and didn't want to be known, and Shaoyuan's sister's biological mother was not favored, and was finally put into a cloth bag and beaten alive into a pulp and I don't know where to feed the wolf. Shaoyuan was also severely beaten and almost died. That's when his fear of pain fell.

If it weren't for the fact that Bu Jingxian endured it, I don't know how many times I would have beaten Shaoyuan. In Shaoyuan's eyes, this master is very good to him, and he likes it very much and is very grateful. But the master in his eyes is also the person with the lowest martial arts in Beiling Mountain, dirty and incapable. Someone who is similar to him Shaoyuan.

These two facts do not affect each other.

"Go, do you think that the master is as ugly as you, that the master is as unambitious as you, that the master is as stupid as you?"

"I really want to push you off a cliff and fall to your death! ”

"Master is reluctant. Contrary to your words, Master!"

Bu Jingxian slapped him on the head and said, "Concentrate on practice, don't think about these boring things!"

Speaking of practicing Shaoyuan, although he didn't learn the clever moves, his strength increased a lot after cultivating the soul technique, and the sense of power of that kind of hitting was extremely intoxicating, and his enthusiasm for practicing was doubled. Immediately, he shouted 'hey, hey, hey' and waved his fists and feet. The sunset reflected on him, and only his clothes could see the red, and his face was too dark.

Although the disciples of the Beiling Sect don't know what to do, the newcomers who come to apprentice are reluctant to go to the top of the mountain when they hear that the old man Beiling is not there, and the high tuition fee is certainly not worth it if they can't get the guidance of the old man Beiling. Many of the disciples on the top of the mountain were reluctant to continue to stay when their studies expired, so they chose to go down the mountain and go home.

For most of the year, there were half fewer disciples on the mountain.

On the contrary, the business of those disciples who privately accepted apprentices on the mountainside was still very good, and there were more and more disciples, and many of them were reluctant to leave after the expiration of their studies, just to make money.

When the old man of Beiling left for ten months, Shaoyuan was picked up by his father. When he was leaving, he cried and hugged Bu Jingxian, as if this master was his father. Bu Jingxian still remembered the news that Shaoyuan had said, and at that time, he expected that the Black Wolf Army would soon start fighting. It's just that the father of Shaoyuan was able to think about this child, and he didn't forget to take him away from the dangerous place before starting the army.

watched Shaoyuan cry all the way down the mountain, and walked to the foot of the mountain.

"Remember to practice martial arts diligently. ”

Shaoyuan got into the carriage and shouted all the way in response, "Master, I remember, Master, Master, I remember......"

It wasn't until the carriage disappeared from view that Shaoyuan's hoarse shouts could no longer be heard.

After getting along for a long time, Bu Jingxian was indeed a little reluctant in his heart. But if he didn't stay, of course others couldn't stop Shaoyuan from returning to his father, and some separations could not be avoided, and people could only try to face it by themselves.

When he returned to the mountain, he saw Ling Luo walking alone in the martial arts arena, his brows slightly furrowed and his expression serious.

In the past ten months, Ling Luo has changed a lot, and there was always a faint smile in the past, and there was a detached silence in his eyes. Now he is disturbed by mundane things, and he has become melancholy and anxious.

Seeing Bu Jingxian coming back, Ling Luo immediately smiled and said, "I've been waiting for my junior brother for a long time." ”

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