From the time she walked down that path.

Moreover, the Tianxu Sect was indeed very good to his apprentice, and he couldn't find anything wrong.

Between them is a grudge between them.

Huo Shen put down the flask.

"It's time to go. When you go, bring Su Jin's stuff with you! Over the years, he has stayed in the Spirit Dao Sect with a dead face, and it is time to go back. ”

Although Huo Shen said so, there was no disgust in his eyes.

Su Jin can be said to be half of his apprentice.

And no matter what, Su Jin is the disciple of Beichenyuan, and he is the personal disciple of Xufeng, with him, some people who are not long-sighted should be afraid of it.

Although he believed that with his current apprentices, if those people were smarter, they would not have nothing to do, but he was afraid that some people who did not have long brains would rush forward.

As soon as Su Jin came in, he heard his uncle say this about himself, and he suddenly felt that his heart was crushed.

Feeling Su Jin's resentful eyes, Huo Shen was right.

"I'll go back if you tell you to go back! If you don't go back, your master will say that Lao Tzu has abducted and sold his apprentice! ”

Su Jin actually wanted to say that Master would not blame him, and he would even be sorry.

I wish he could stay by his uncle's side, so that he could occasionally find a chance to come and have a look.

It's just between the master and the master...... Su Jin didn't know when this grudge was going. What kind of way to end.

In fact, over the years, Huo Shen has overpowered the monks who oppressed him at the beginning, including those in the Tianxu Sect, who should be taught and killed.

It's just that he still hasn't reconciled with the Heavenly Void Sect now.

Da Low is holding that breath.

It's just that he, as a junior, can't say anything.

Uncle Shi is a bull temper, then Master is a stubborn temper.

The two brothers obviously care about each other, but one is cold-eyed and the other is expressionless.

Now, in his own realm, Huo Shen is not very worried about his apprentices.

But there's nothing wrong with being careful.

The elders and She Zijiang's contemporaries almost all broke through to the tribulation period.

Because of the cooperation with the Heavenly Wind Continent now, they didn't worry much about what would happen after the breakthrough.

After saying goodbye to the master, Shen Qingyi sent a message to several uncles and uncles close to him, and left the Spirit Dao Sect with Su Jin.

Si Qing was a little reluctant to Shen Qingyi, but he also knew that Shen Qingyi had important things to do when he went to Tianxu Sect.

Huo Shen patted him on the shoulder.

"Cultivate well, don't be the time to come, your senior sister will come back, and you will still cultivate like this."

"Yes!"

After some discussion, Si Qing planned to go to the auction to buy the last batch of materials, and Shen Qingyi took this opportunity to go to the Trapped Northern Region.

Looking at the tall and renovated gate of Qingzhi Academy, Shen Qingyi stopped for a moment.

The small saplings that used to be next to the courtyard wall have become towering trees.

Shen Qingyi's state of mind this time was different from the previous times.

My heart was much calmer and calmer.

It is said that cultivation has no time, and this sentence is not false at all.

The old Qi who took them to the Spirit Dao Sect in the first place is no longer alive.

Even if you are a monk, you cannot escape the law of natural life and death.

This is also one of the avenues.

Circling around Qingzhi Academy, his eyes suddenly fell on a small hole.

There are two large trees around the small cave, and if you don't pay attention to it, you can't see it.

Just now, two little children struggled out of the hole.

"Wang Yue! Hurry up! Later, the osmanthus cake at the corner of Fangshi Street will be gone! ”

The skinny boy asked the chubby little girl in the back to speed up.

But it was the figure that restricted Wang Yue's movements, and it took a lot of effort to get out of the hole.

Seeing the two of them jumping up and down excitedly, rushing towards the entrance of the street in their mouths, the corners of Shen Qingyi's mouth couldn't help but slowly rise.

Once upon a time, she drilled through that dog hole.

As soon as Shen Qing lowered his head, the sunlight in the sky cast down, and the shadow was gradually lengthened.

It's almost winter after autumn, and the weather is getting cooler.

Naturally, it had no effect on Shen Qingyi, who was already far high, but for many mortals and low-level cultivators, it still had an impact.

Zhao Ji tightened his clothes, the academy had already finished school, packed up his books, and the dog was about to walk out of the gate with his arms in his arms.

Just after walking a distance, Zhao Ji saw a figure standing outside the wall of the academy.

Zhao Ji frowned slightly.

There was a vague figure in the line of sight, as if he felt something, and suddenly turned his head, and the two looked at each other.

Zhao Ji suddenly shook his whole body and opened his mouth to snort.

Uncertainty flashed on the old face, and the rickety waist couldn't help but lean forward.

Because his life was gradually passing and his vision was a little blurry, he was not sure if the somewhat strange and somewhat familiar figure not far away was the person.

It's just that the footsteps involuntarily walked towards the man.

Qi Lao once said that she had come back......

The return of the deceased?

Shen Qingyi's eyes also fell on Zhao Ji, and from that old face, she saw the familiar appearance of the person who had been.

When he got closer, Zhao Ji completely saw the appearance of the person in front of him.

An old face shuddered.

As soon as Shen Qing approached, he removed the illusion on his face, and unknowingly arranged a phantom array around the two of them.

Looking at the old man's excited face, Shen Qingyi smiled slightly.

"Brother Zhao."

This Brother Zhao seemed to make both of them go back to that year.

Heavy snow fell on Qingzhi Academy.

Two people stayed by Qi Lao's side, one as a sprinkler and the other as a scholar.

The two of them walked around the market together, swept the snow together, read books together, and were scolded together......

Time flies, and years go by.

Qi Lao has passed away, and the old people in the academy have left batch after batch, and the newcomers have entered batch after batch......

Zhao Ji didn't know when he was going to follow.

For life and death, he has already seen it very openly.

Monk cultivating immortals, he can have a spiritual root, even if his qualifications are not good, but after living for so many years, he is already very satisfied.

Compared to countless mortals who did not have spiritual roots, he had already obtained his own chance.

Monks have their own way to go, and everyone's path and path are different.

In fact, in the past two years, Zhao Ji vaguely felt that his limit was approaching.

Originally, I thought there was nothing to regret.

After all, he is now full of children and grandchildren, and he can help with what he can.

As for the rest, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren......

It's just that there is such a regret in his heart that no one knows, the little girl he has been taking care of when he was young, chasing behind him and calling him Brother Zhao.

There are many legends about Shen Qingyi in the immortal cultivation world, and they are all proud of her.

When he said it, he straightened his waist.

But he still remembers that in the cold winter many years ago, that thin little girl turned on the lamp at night, and her hands were still blue and purple from the cold, and her eyes still lit up!

Cultivating immortals, if it is easy, then how can there be so many unwilling people, and where can there be so many people who die young?

As she walked along, everyone saw the light she radiated, but was she burning herself behind her back?

Zhao Ji's eyes were a little moist.

"Clear one ......"

new