In this trial meeting, a total of eight people were promoted.

Qi Xuan, Jing Yan, and Nangong Wentian of Huoyao Peak, Yuan Xun and Zhong Yusheng of Mushu Peak, Ling Zihuan of Jinzhu Peak, and Qiu Qinhan and Chang Xiang of Shuiling Peak.

Later, during the mission in the Forgotten Forest, the third group found the location of the artifact under the harsh condition of the failure of the Violet Spirit Disk, and safely brought the artifact back to the Xuanqing Sect.

Therefore, Zhong Yusheng, Qiu Qinhan, and Ling Zihuan can be regarded as having completed the task.

Zhong Yusheng, the most outstanding Shumuxu Peak, admired Yuxizi very much in terms of courage, cultivation, and strategy.

According to the traditional process of the trial conference, Zhong Yusheng was indeed sent to the main peak to cultivate, and the head of the sect or the upper echelons of the sect personally taught advanced spells.

This is definitely the greatest importance for a cultivator!

Qiu Qinhan's qualifications and cultivation are well known in the Xuanqing Sect, and Master Qianyue has long taught her the Phosphorescent Blade.

As soon as you guess what you think, you can see that Qiu Qinhan will inherit her position in the coming future and become the next first elder of the Xuanqing Sect's Water Spirit Peak.

Considering this reason, and Ling Zihuan was alone to bear the responsibility, Qiu Qinhan didn't cure any crimes, at most he went back and was taught a few words by Master Qianyue, and that's it.

The next day, all the disciples of Golden Candle Peak, the eldest disciple Yao Zhiyuan, the third disciple Cao Shengzhi, the fourth disciple Jiang Yun, and even Wen Bai, who had always only read sage books, also came and sent Ling Zihuan to the Siguo Cliff of Feilai Peak.

It's only three months, not three years and five years without seeing each other.

Therefore, after they sent Ling Zihuan away, they chatted casually, probably to let Ling Zihuan regret it, and then left in a hurry.

Ling Zihuan did not feel any grievances about the three-month punishment.

However, he was dissatisfied with one person, and that was his master, Ye Fengyi.

The Siguo Cliff of Feilai Peak is for disciples who have made mistakes to face the wall.

In recent years, under the governance of Yuxizi, the Xuanqing Sect has been in order, so this place has been empty.

Siguo Cliff is located at the easternmost end of Feilai Peak, on the side of the mountain, there is a shallow cave, which is used for the punishers to take shelter from the rain and rest.

Near the edge of the cliff, there is a stone tablet of precepts with inscriptions.

Standing here, it is like standing on the top of a high mountain, overlooking thousands of scenes.

Although it is extremely desolate here, you can see the tall pavilion buildings of the Feilai Peaks one after another, and you can also overlook the beautiful scenery outside the Fuyu Mountains.

The cold wind from the flying peak was in his ears, ruffling his hair. The terrain here is quite high, and the wind is not small.

Ling Zihuan looked at the distant backs of his senior brothers, and suddenly felt a kind of sadness.

Watching them gradually leave, there was talk and laughter, and the sense of loneliness and emptiness occupied his heart.

He didn't know where this sadness came from, and it seemed to be a premonition.

A few pictures of the future faintly appeared in his mind, a white light flashed in his eyes, and an inexplicable wail sounded in his ears.

Ling Zihuan's body shook slightly, but his original indifferent state of mind couldn't help but become a little sad because he saw the backs of his senior brothers leaving.

He felt as if he didn't belong to this world, or that there was a deep gully between them.

After the vicissitudes of life, he was left alone to bear the impending disaster......

Get together sometimes. Perhaps, everyone is lonely!

Ling Zihuan snorted, and let out a burst of self-deprecation in his heart, "What am I thinking? Isn't it just three months, it's going to be over soon!"

"When the time comes, I can practice with my senior brothers again, hehe......"

A brief smile appeared on his lips to comfort himself, and then he shook his head to remind himself not to think too much.

This place is a bare stone cliff, without any green color, plus the high terrain and no buildings to cover it, so that the wind on the top of the mountain is unscrupulous.

Ling Zihuan is not an ordinary person, he has cultivation in his body, and after the turmoil in the Forgotten Forest, both the Body Refining Realm and the Qi Condensation Realm have improved a lot.

Therefore, this little wind and cold is not a big problem for him.

Ling Zihuan put down his burden and the Long Yuan Sword, came to the precept tablet, slowly knelt on the futon in front of the stone, and then looked at the precept stone.

The stone is not very large, it is square, and the uniform dark black color exudes a hint of antiquity.

Every precept of the Xuanqing Sect is strictly engraved on the stone, and some of the handwriting is very shallow, and the handwriting is not clear.

It seems that this precept tablet is also some years old.

Ling Zihuan touched the dent on it, and a cool breath rushed down his arm to his heart.

He pursed his lips and knelt on the thin futon with an indifferent expression, carefully examining the sacred precept tablet.

The text on it is carefully engraved on the stone face, although it is simple and unpretentious, but it is like a god reciting in the sky, reciting some inscriptions that people seem to understand.

"The old man stands, the young do not sit, the old man sits, and the fate is to sit. ”

"Before honoring the elders, the voice should be low, and the low should not be heard, but it is not appropriate. ”

"Advance must be tending, retreat must be late, ask the right question, do not move. ”

"Fathers, fathers, brothers, brothers. ”

“......”

Ling Zihuan read softly, trying to grasp the meaning of this.

"Ouch, what kind of mess is this......" Ling Zihuan scratched his head with a helpless face.

When the gurgling sound of the mountain stream plays a sharp ballad, when the slightest coolness of flying to the peak comes into my heart, when the back of the senior brothers going away together can not help but appear in my mind.

His heart sank again, but for some reason.

Ling Zihuan smiled and muttered, "Life is impermanent, so why worry too much." ”

He continued to look at the inscription on the precept stele, but in an inconspicuous crack, he saw this sentence:

"The song is complete, the vain is straight, the depression is profitable, the new is new, the less is gained, and the more is confused. ”

Ling Zihuan read softly, snorted, and said to himself: "Hmph, it would be nice if this was the case......

Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, the honor and disgrace are not shocked, looking at the clouds in the sky, and there is no intention to stay.

In this chaotic world, it is also a state of mind to be able to learn to treat everything around you with a normal heart.

"I don't know who carved this tablet?"

He stood up, looking at the majestic sacred immortal land of the Xuanqing Sect, and the smoke of the furnace rose in a curling manner, rendering the cultivation place that went straight to the blue sky.

On one side, you can overlook the thousands of scenes outside, fields, towns, and trees, what a peaceful scene, fascinating.

Seeing the beautiful scenery outside, he couldn't help but think of a barren village.

That village four years ago, it was washed in the blood of the demon clan. In order to protect his son, the father tried his best to fight the demons and evil spirits, and unfortunately died tragically.

After so many years, he didn't want to go back to his original place and live the comfortable life he used to have.

But it was that time that changed everything......

Could it be that this is the mission that Tart Fengzi said in the anthill?

For the sake of the spirit clan, for the sake of relatives, we must also go down bravely.

In this situation, Ling Zihuan stood quietly alone, and the dry wind slapped his handsome face.

He was also asking himself, why is he so sad today?

Isn't it just that I was punished for three months in the cliff and recited the inscription of the precept tablet, which is not a big deal.

However, he experienced unprecedented loneliness, which had been hidden deep in his heart since he left the barren village and embarked on the path of cultivation.

At Golden Candle Peak, he felt the warmth of home. This time, in the face of Uncle Tai's angry shouting, the master's sternness, the kindness of the master, and the distant backs of the senior brothers......

Ling Zihuan seemed to feel that what he had obtained was getting farther and farther away from him.

As everyone knows, at the end of this road, what kind of ups and downs and sadness are waiting for him?

Only when people are alone will they like to miss the past and remember the old people.

The memories of the past are engraved in the depths of my mind. It's just that there is a lack of an opportunity to recall and recall.

Just as Ling Zihuan was looking at the scenery outside in a daze, a familiar sharp voice sounded in his ears.

"Ling Zihuan, what do you want?"

This voice was neither loud nor small, but it spread for a while on the desolate Siguo Cliff, and made Ling Zihuan's heart warm.

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