But after all, it was broad daylight, and Xiaoru didn't want to be seen out of the valley, so she first wandered around the lake for a while, and after seeing that there was no one around, she stepped up and walked towards the mouth of the valley to the east.

"Rusi, where are you going?"

"Master, master." Xiao Ru jumped to the side and respectfully saluted the old sycamore.

Xiaoru was uneasy in her heart, as if there was a rabbit jumping up and down. You must know that Lao Wutong has always not come out to walk around, and he must have known that Xiao Ru was going to sneak out of the valley, so he hurriedly came to stop it.

"Master, aren't you tired, why did you come here?" Xiaoru lowered his head and decided to strike first.

"Don't go out of the valley, you know. cough cough - "In the past few days, the old Wutong has really not been in good health, his whole body is weak, and even his voice is low and weak, and he coughed twice after speaking.

"Class ends early today, and I walk around when I have nothing to do, and I really don't want to get out of the valley." Xiao Ru quibbled, and had already thought of thousands of other reasons in his heart to prevaricate the rest of Lao Wutong's questions.

The old Wutong seemed to be very satisfied with her answer, didn't ask any more questions, nodded and left, but his hands and feet were trembling.

Xiao Ru watched the old Wutong gradually walk away, and breathed a sigh of relief, he was really nervous just now, and a layer of fine sweat appeared in his palms. Xiao Ru looked at the thick fog, and then looked at the back of the old sycamore, and obediently returned to the Rujian house.

was found out by Lao Wutong that he was going out secretly, but Xiao Ru was not worried, it was nothing more than copying the admonition left by the ancestors a few more times, or practicing swordsmanship for an extra time. Xiaoru was worried that Lao Wutong would tell the third sister that the third sister had 10,000 ways to torture her. So she was worried all night, the delicious food specially cooked in the small kitchen was tasteless in her mouth, and even in the middle of the night, the third sister was so frightened that she begged for mercy in her dreams.

On the second day, the old sycamore has been asleep, all the disciples dare not talk loudly, they all obediently wait in front of the sycamore tree, bow their heads and hands behind their backs, everyone is very silent and serious, humbly waiting for the old man of the sycamore to wake up.

Although the old Wutong is kind, but the disciples have always been severe, and the punishment has never been merciful, Xiaoru has already learned his various punishment methods, and naturally he does not dare to move, obediently waiting there with all the senior brothers and sisters, low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, so not well-behaved. But except for the sycamore leaves swaying in the wind, the old sycamore showed no sign of waking up, just like an ordinary sycamore tree in the dust.

In the Phoenix Valley, everything is quiet, and even the wind and clouds seem to be still.

The wind and rain of the long years and the footsteps of countless visitors, like soft and delicate hands, have long rubbed the gray stone road in front of the plane tree smooth and delicate.

It was almost noon when the old Wutong woke up, and the disciples kept a respectful posture, and no one dared to move. But the old Wutong did not turn into a human form, it was still in the shape of a tree, and the voice of the old dragon bell floated in the air, "You all go back, I am a little tired for the past few days, and I have to retreat for a while." ”

Xiao Ru and the others did not dare to question it, and said yes respectfully, and then retreated from the realm of the old Wutong in turn, and the senior brother also intimately covered the old Wutong with a fairy barrier before leaving, preventing the small insects and beasts from invading the master's cultivation.

"Don't be too playful these days, remember to always review the homework taught by Master." The senior brother stopped the people who were about to leave and commanded.

"Yes, big brother." The disciples saluted the senior brother again, and after the senior brother left, everyone dispersed one after another.

Xiao Ru's heart was beating so badly that she vaguely guessed the reason for Lao Wutong's retreat, but she was also afraid, in case Lao Wutong really had three strengths and two weaknesses because of her stubbornness, how would she explain to the ancestors of the Phoenix?

She went all the way back to Rujian House, and the whole person was stunned, she made an irreparable mistake, but she didn't dare to bear it. After so many days, everything is safe and sound, she thought that the sentence in the ancestral teachings "hurt mortals, the original god makes up for it" was just a threat, and now it seems that the things left by the ancestors do have some truth.

But she didn't mean to stab the man, she was very scared at the time, and just subconsciously took action to protect herself.

The matter of the old sycamore's retreat was scattered in the valley that day. Although everyone is worried about Lao Wutong's body, they are also familiar with Lao Wutong's cultivation and Taoism, so the discussion before and after tea is limited to Lao Wutong's retreat disciples are idle, and they want to cause trouble everywhere.

Even the old phoenix bird, who was far away from the chaos, didn't pay much attention to it after listening to the little monk of the Taoist temple talk about it, and only put on a few more sticks of incense to help the old Wutong pray for blessings.