When Xie Xinghe heard this, he just smiled bitterly, still bent over, and said softly:

"A teacher for one day, a father for life!"

The old man stood with his hands in his hands, not to pay attention to him, Xie Xinghe finally sighed secretly, straightened up, he had been with his husband for more than 30 years, getting along day and night, how could he not understand the old man's temper, he knew why the old man was angry, but he couldn't let the old man dissipate his anger, there are things to do, and there are things that cannot be done, what Xie Xinghe has done has a lot to do in heaven and earth, he understands it in his own heart, and the old man also knows it in his heart, so it's good!

"Back then, you insisted on going to the martial arts to cultivate, just to resist the catastrophe that should have come for the martial arts cultivator, I didn't stop you, today, if you have this result, I naturally won't help you."

After a long time, the old man finally spoke.

Xie Xinghe chuckled:

"Disciple understands!"

The old man suddenly became a little angry, and rebuked angrily:

"Don't do a good job, but you want to be a hero, your ability is not good, and you deserve to die!"

Xie Xinghe still chuckled and said slowly:

"Disciple understands..."

As if he was angry, the old man flicked his sleeves, turned around, and was about to leave, but Lin Xiuyuan suddenly said urgently:

"Wait!"

The old man turned his head to look at Lin Xiuyuan, who ignored the master's obstruction, rushed forward, knelt on the ground, and said urgently:

"Holy Ancestor, can you slow down the punishment of my master, I am willing to repay it with everything I have."

The old man looked at Lin Xiuyuan, who had eager eyes and even a little red, and snorted softly:

"How old are you? What to pay back? The master is not angry, and the disciple is the same, a guy who has no future! ”

Lin Xiuyuan clenched his fists and lowered his head, since he was born, since he opened his mind, except for kneeling down and kowtowing to his teacher when he was apprenticing, this is the first time he has knelt down to others, even if this person is the holy ancestor of Confucianism, the other party's cold words are like a knife deep into his heart.

But he still gritted his teeth and said word by word:

"As long as the Holy Ancestor can be gracious and let the master not go to some barren place to guard to death, no matter what the conditions are, I can promise, even if it can't be completed now, I will work hard to cultivate, make myself stronger, and then go to complete it desperately. May I? ”

Is it okay to tremble at the end, after all, it broke the last line of defense in the boy's heart, even if he tried his best to show that he was strong, but after all, he was just a 15-year-old boy, and he would become helpless and scared when he was forced to leave by the people closest to him.

The old man did not waver, but still said indifferently:

"What the sage said, that is, the rules, there is no change, you want to change your master's fate, unless you can make the rules yourself, there is no other way, however, I think you should dispel this idea as soon as possible, you are the same as your master who wants to die to save face and suffer crimes, you are useless, don't count on it in this life."

Lin Xiuyuan finally stopped bowing his head, but raised his head, looking directly at the existence of one of the strongest people in the human race, his eyes were red, but full of firmness, his hands were tightly clenched, he slowly stood up, stared at the old man, and said word by word:

"I'll do it!"

The old man didn't even look at him, just glanced at Xie Xinghe indifferently, and said seriously:

"As I said before, you can't stop for half a minute when you leave today, you know!"

Xie Xinghe's eyes were slightly complicated, but he still said softly:

"Disciple understands!"

The old man didn't say much, turned around and stepped out, and disappeared into the field, on this wasteland outside the town, only Xie Xinghe's master and apprentice were left, standing silently in place, a gust of wind blew, rolling up the fallen leaves scattered on the ground, crossing Lin Xiuyuan's eyes, and also crossing Xie Xinghe's body, floating into the unknown distance.

Xie Xinghe walked behind Lin Xiuyuan, raised his hand, and touched Lin Xiuyuan's head, Lin Xiuyuan raised his head and looked at the master, his lips squirmed, but he didn't speak, his eyes wanted to be firm, but he couldn't stop the tears that began to overflow anyway, Xie Xinghe just smiled slightly, Lin Xiuyuan hurriedly wiped his eyes with his arm, wiped away his tears, and said in a trembling voice:

"Master, you said that my generation of martial arts cultivation can be injured or killed, but you must not be that weak person who cries and cries, and the disciple is ashamed again today."

Xie Xinghe smiled and said:

"Being a martial artist should be like this, but being a human being doesn't have to be like this."

Lin Xiuyuan didn't know why, looking up, Xie Xinghe wiped away his tears with a smile, and said softly:

"It's when you're a good teenager, it's natural to cry when you cry, and laugh when you laugh, otherwise, wouldn't your life be a lot less fun, and it's too boring."

Lin Xiuyuan didn't seem to understand, but asked excitedly:

"But master, even if the Holy Ancestor is your master, he can't decide your life and death for you, why do they force you to go to that barren place, and why do you have to agree to them."

Xie Xinghe gently rubbed his head and said softly:

"The old man didn't force me, it's just my own decision."

Lin Xiuyuan was puzzled, Xie Xinghe looked into the distance, and said with complicated eyes:

"In fact, as early as ten years ago, I should have left, but I had some things on my mind, and I was unwilling to leave, and I used the Taoist method of accounting for performance to deliberate about it, and only then did I learn of your existence, and I only had this ten years. Now that my wish has been fulfilled, it's time to fulfill my promise. ”

There are too many changes today, it was a small conflict between martial arts and Taoism, but it suddenly turned into a conspiracy against his own master, and even involved the three Venerables of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and even now, in fact, Lin Xiuyuan still doesn't understand very well, what happened, why it suddenly became like this, there are too many questions in his heart, but he doesn't know how to ask.

Lin Xiuyuan lowered his head and was silent for a moment and said:

"Do you have to go?"

Xie Xinghe didn't speak, but Lin Xiuyuan already understood what the master meant, but he still didn't give up and said:

"But the disciple is not yet a weapon, if the master leaves, I encounter something I don't understand, who should I ask, and where should the disciple go next?"

Xie Xinghe said softly:

"What should be taught to you has been taught to you, and you will have to walk on your own in the future."

Xie Xinghe said this, thought about it and said again:

"My ten-year appointment with your father has also arrived, and you have been away from home for so many years, it is time to go back and see."

Then, Xie Xinghe pulled Lin Xiuyuan in front of him, pointed to his heart, and chuckled:

"As for the future, if you really encounter something incomprehensible, you can ask your heart!"

Lin Xiuyuan looked at the master pointing at his heart, and for some reason, Xie Xinghe looked at the sun that was slowly setting in the west, and said softly:

"When the road is uneven, draw the knife, if the heart is unhappy, just punch."

He turned his head to look at Lin Xiuyuan again, and continued:

"Everything starts from the heart, and the road ahead is slow."

Lin Xiuyuan still didn't seem to understand, but he kept these words firmly in his heart.

Lin Xiuyuan knew that the matter was settled and irretrievable, so he didn't speak, but just held the master's hand tightly and stood beside him, just like when he was brought out of the palace by Xie Xinghe, but the immature boy of the year had become a teenager, and the middle-aged Confucian of the year also had a little more frost between his temples.

As the sun set, the gentle sunlight shone on the two of them, pulling out a slender figure, one large and one small, gradually moving away......

I don't know how long it took, the sunset was almost gone, only a residual ray of sunlight was about to dissipate in the distance, Xie Xinghe finally let go of Lin Xiuyuan's hand, and said softly:

"Gone..."

Lin Xiuyuan suddenly raised his head and said seriously:

"I will definitely get stronger until I can change the rules and let you come back."

Xie Xinghe finally touched his head, but whispered inexplicably:

"Don't blame him......"

Lin Xiuyuan knew in his heart that what the master said was his mentor, the previous ruthless and ruthless Holy Ancestor, he saw the anger and blame hidden in Lin Xiuyuan's heart, Lin Xiuyuan didn't know if he could forgive, but in the face of the master's entrustment, he still nodded silently.

Xie Xinghe didn't say anything more, just took one step out and disappeared......

The sunset set, the bright moon hung high, and the sky was completely dark at this moment, just like Lin Xiuyuan's heart at this moment, he stood alone on the wasteland, accompanied his eight-year-old master away, and walked very simply, and walked very thoroughly, so thoroughly that Lin Xiuyuan had been holding it in his hand, always hesitating, and did not dare to take out the gift carved by the beast tooth, he had never looked at it.

Lin Xiuyuan looked up at the bright moon high above, the moonlight shone on his green face, and the big tears of beans finally couldn't be suppressed anymore and rolled down his cheeks.

As the master said, when you are a teenager, you cry when you cry, and you laugh when you laugh, as for the tenacity that martial arts cultivation should have, and what if you let it go for a day.

Therefore, on the wasteland outside the town of Donghai, under the bright moon, between the barren mountains, a young man with a knife stood alone, standing under the silent night, crying on his back, crying silently......

On the second day, in the small town on the border of the East China Sea, Lin Xiuyuan took out his package from the place where he and his master temporarily lived, put on his rusty long knife, and opened the gate of the small courtyard in the early morning when no one was around, and walked towards the outside of the town.

Walking to the entrance of the town, he looked up at the sun that had begun to rise high, huge and dazzling, the warm sunlight sprinkled on his face, just like the smile of the master, a slight smile appeared on his face, pack up his mood, it was a new day, and for himself, it was also a new beginning.

And his direction is in the north direction of the Holy Zhou Dynasty Kyoto, that is his home, but also the starting point of his travel with his master, now he has walked through the entire Kyushu, it took a full ten years, it is time to go home to see, I don't know if my parents are okay, and Sister Jin'er, but it is still the same as before, or there are some other changes.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiuyuan also inexplicably had some more expectations and impulses, no longer hesitated, walked out of the town quickly, and then walked faster and faster, and finally saw a black shadow invisible to the naked eye, like wind and lightning, running quickly on the wilderness, in an instant, it was a hundred zhang away, and it disappeared in an instant.

From this day on, on the road from the edge of the East China Sea to Kyoto in the north, there is one more young man Lang with a knife, alone, walking between mountains and rivers, crossing many towns, when the road is unusual, sometimes knife, sometimes punching, there are a lot of singing and crying stories in the community, and the chivalrous reputation is widely spread......