The scholar is really not a boy anymore, just because he has been following Mr. Shenji for more than 70 years, and when Mr. Shenji adopted him, he didn't even know what his name was, so Mr. Shenji gave him a name, and this name was naturally the scholar.

For more than 70 years, a person can do a lot of things, but he only does one thing, and that is to read books.

So, more than a month ago, Mr. Shenji told him that he could leave the school.

However, he was not very happy, but a little sad, just because he knew that every generation of Mr. Shenji's apprentices became teachers, which meant that the older generation of Mr. Shenji would leave this world.

People always have to die, but even if they know more knowledge, it is still difficult to see through life and death, and he has not read books for a month and nine days, which is obviously very abnormal for a person who regards reading books as a part of his life. Just like a person who wants to eat, but inexplicably stops eating for many days, it is naturally very uncomfortable, which is physical discomfort, but also mental discomfort.

No one would want to torture himself like this, but the scholar did, because he was so sad that he was afraid that he would suffocate himself if he did not distract himself from such torture.

"You're a scholar?"

Hearing this, the scholar slowly raised his head, not far in front of him, I don't know when there was already a person standing, this person was ragged, but he was strong, especially the black shining eyes, people would not associate a person like him with the word beggar at all, just because such a pair of eyes full of confidence, blood and passion would never appear in a down-and-out beggar.

He nodded and said, "You're Fu Shuyang, right?"

In his seventies, he can only be regarded as a teenager in the Tiangang Realm, but there is no teenager in this world who can be so calm and calm when facing the Fu Demon Head.

Fu Shuyang nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that what the old man said is not bad at all, you can already take over as the next Mr. Shenji." ”

Wouldn't a man who could see through his identity with just one glance at him be like a god?

The scholar's eyes were full of blood, and his face was even more morbidly pale when he had lived in the library cave for many years, he pursed his lips and was silent for a while, and then said in a trembling voice: "So, the master really went?"

Fu Shuyang looked at the light outside the cave and said, "He died well." ”

The scholar nodded and said, "What else do you have to explain?"

Fu Shuyang threw him a rolled-up piece of rice paper and said, "Since you are Mr. Shenji, you naturally have to do something that Mr. Shenji should do, but he may still be worried about your ability, so he asked me to give you this." ”

The scholar took the rice paper and unfolded it, and then he got up, pulled out another piece of rice paper from the gap between the books in a row of bookshelves, placed it next to it, and said to himself, "It's the master who is too worried." ”

Fu Shuyang looked down, and his pupils shrank, just because the name on the rice paper that the scholar took out was exactly the same as the one given to him by Mr. Shenji.

Thinking of this, he laughed out loud and said, "Okay, good, there is a successor to the old man, and I can count it as a matter of heart." As he spoke, his figure flickered and disappeared into the hole.

The scholar looked at the direction of Yong'an City lightly, and said to himself: "Master, you once said that as Mr. Shenji, you can't pay attention to the affairs of the world, but you haven't done a good job yourself, and the apprentices are all learning from the master, so naturally you can't do it well." As he spoke, he slowly rolled up the rice paper and walked to the depths of the library.

From this moment on, he decided that he had to impose one more thing in his life, and that thing was called hatred

Li Xian left, naturally in order to go back to the Forbidden Heavenly Tomb.

The Guardian Spiritual View is a single line, and he is the only apprentice of the Empty Guardian Daoist, so there will be no one else except him for this eventual matter.

It took him five months when he came, but now it takes less than a month to get back.

It is worth mentioning that Song Tianer was willing to let go of Yiyuan and run all the way with Li Xian, according to her words, she was Li Xian's maid, no matter how rich she was, but this relationship would not change, naturally she would follow her master wherever he went.

Li Xian, who was in grief, did not stop this, first, he was not in that mood, and second, he knew that Song Tianer was worried about herself by doing this, and she knew that she was a person who was afraid of loneliness.

Running all the way, Song Tianer's little face has lost weight when she sees it, but she never shouts tired and never stops. Although Li Xian didn't say anything, he hid this sharing of joys and sorrows in his heart. He told himself that taking care of Song Tian'er was no longer the responsibility given to him by Song Jiao'er, but the responsibility he was willing to bear.

Today is the twenty-eighth day after Li Xian left Huiyuan, the weather in November is not good, the sky is always dark and gloomy, and it is raining autumn today.

Holding an umbrella and walking on the familiar mountain road, Li Xian felt that his mood was worse than this weather.

I remember the first time the empty guardian was carrying himself up the mountain, just because he didn't even have a pair of decent shoes at that time, and his feet couldn't stand it after he was in a hurry.

At that time, the Sky Keeper walked very slowly, as if he was on a pilgrimage, gently, slowly, for fear of disturbing the heroic spirits on the mountain, and he respected them because he loved his homeland.

He has been guarding this place since he was born, from ignorance, to cognition, to worship, and finally he doesn't plan to worship anymore, just because he also wants to be an object for others to worship, he is no longer a Taoist priest who guards one place, and he is a hero who works hard for the future of the Tiangang world.

Apparently, though, he failed.

Song Tian'er gently held Li Xian's cold hand, her eyes full of worry.

Li Xian shook his head at him and said with relief: "I'm fine." ”

Song Tian'er nodded silently, but still didn't let go of her hand.

Li Xian smiled and pulled her to continue walking towards the mountain.

The Guardian Temple is located on the top of the mountain, and behind the mountain is the endless Forbidden Forest, it is like a watchtower, where the lonely and lonely stands, and now the only person in it is also dead, which is even more desolate.

When Li Xian and Song Tian'er came here, they saw a new tomb and a person, a beautiful woman who did not talk like a woman, a woman with a white dress and long hair, delicate eyebrows and picturesque eyes, and a long sword with a treasure sheath at her waist, which added a bit of fairy heroism.

Seeing this person, Li Xian's pupils shrank, just because he recognized this woman, she was the woman who took the baby away in Qinghe Village back then, and her name was naturally Chang Jing.

"Empty Shou Lao Dao, you have lived for such a long time, and it is not useless, at least now there is an apprentice who can rush to collect his body. ”

The woman looked at Li Xian and the others, and couldn't tell whether they were happy or sad.

Li Xian hugged his fists and said, "Senior, thank you." ”

The woman ignored it, turned to look at the grave, and said lightly: "Although Chang Shan is only six years old, that girl is really a piece of cultivation material, she has cultivated to the middle stage of the Spirit Attraction Realm at a young age, you must know that she has only been practicing for half a year, it seems that you are wrong again for the choice of the Son of Destiny, why do you always choose the wrong one? What's even more infuriating is that you actually want to kill me, a demon girl, for what kind of morality in the rivers and lakes, where else in this world will there be any morality in the rivers and lakes? Okay, I have to find a big backer like the Sword King, are you satisfied? You deserve to stay here for the rest of your life. ”

"Do you remember the scene when you first met me when you went down the mountain? At that time, I thought you were very interesting, you must know that not every Taoist priest can be as honest as you, and you really went to kill Lianyun Seventy-two Village for my little lie."

The woman was already a little choked up as she spoke, but she was still chattering there, and Li Xian pulled Song Tian'er into the Guardian Spiritual Temple, not to disturb the poor woman.

When I came to the living room, I saw a chessboard, the chess pieces had been scattered, and there were blood stains, obviously this was the place where the master finally died, and next to the chessboard, there was also a space ring, obviously whether it was Xu Huozi or Chang Jing, such a character would not look at the master's poor inheritance.

Li Xian picked up the ring, his mind sank into it, and he saw several tall stone walls, which were specially prepared for the heroes of the legendary realm in the future, and in the corner of the space, there was also a ring ruler, which was used by the master when he taught himself to read, and this ring was the token of the head of the Shouling Temple.

Suddenly, he noticed a piece of rice paper in the space, the handwriting was quite fresh, obviously left recently.

He took it out and looked at it.

"Xian'er, when you see this letter, you must be no longer there, don't think about avenging your teacher, just because hatred may be able to promote people's cultivation in the early stage, but the more difficult it will be to break through in the future, and it is even more impossible to reach the top, Fu Shuyang went to the extreme because of hatred, but he also stopped in front of the gate of the legendary realm for the rest of his life, so even if you know the truth, don't think about revenge. ”

"We're not wrong, we all want to do something for the Tiangang Realm, but our ideas are conflicting, so this is the result. Your task is much more difficult than any of us, so don't get involved in such disputes, just remember that practicing with a normal heart is the greatest prayer for the teacher."

Li Xian's eyes were a little moist, but he still tried to keep himself from crying, and he cried out, "Master, I miss you very much." ”

After reading the letter silently, he shattered it and put the ring on his ring finger, and from this moment on, a new master of the Shouling Temple was born, and he was named a Taoist.