At this time, the maple trees on Yaoguang Peak are all full of green leaves, and there are even more mountain flowers competing with each other, which is a beautiful scenery, and one or two disciples of the Ten Thousand Fa Sect walk by from time to time on the stone path in the mountain, or they are walking in a hurry, or they are slow and orderly, all of which bring a touch of vitality to the whole mountain.

Maybe it's because I'm going to leave this spiritual mountain that has been practicing for decades after today, and I have a kind of attachment in my heart, or maybe it's to hide the panic of a frightened bird, anyway, walking on the road to the cave, Wan Qingping's steps are like the past, pacing leisurely with his hands behind his back, as if he is really fine.

"Deacon!"

"I've seen the deacon!"

"Lord Deacon!"

On the way, he met three disciples of the Qi Refining Period, shouting three different titles, Wan Qingping actually nodded his head unexpectedly in response, with a smile on his face, this unprecedented kindness made the disciples of Wanfa Sect who knew his temperament feel at a loss and muttered secretly in their hearts: Could it be that the deacon has caught some oil and water again?

The respectful and surprised looks of the three disciples naturally couldn't hide Wan Qingping, who had read countless people, and they could guess most of the thoughts in their hearts, and when they were about to arrive at the cave, Wan Qingping couldn't help but smile bitterly: Maybe when the door got the news that he was being hunted down, these disciples would cheer loudly and rejoice!

Wan Qingping couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, and then he didn't know what to think, his surprise dissipated, and then he stepped directly in.

Sure enough, at this time, in the shadow of the elixir, a woman dressed in a short shirt and with a small white head was carrying a bucket of water, irrigating these elixirs with her heart one by one, and it could be seen from her slender back that this person must have been a beauty when she was young!

"Deacon!" the woman seemed to sense that someone was watching her, so she immediately turned around, and when Wan Qingping, who was standing silent, she put down the bucket and screamed a little worriedly.

Looking at the wrinkled face, the back was slightly hunched, and the bare arms were a little rough and brocade, Wan Qingping's eyes narrowed, as if he had gone back in time and saw the young but scheming woman with a plump body and skin like congealed cream.

It's just that at this time, the beauty is twilight, and Shaohua is no more, and he can't help but have a feeling in his heart that things are wrong and time is rushing.

Speechless and choked, the open space of the cave suddenly fell into a kind of silence.

Hua Fanjin put her hand behind her back with some uneasiness, thinking that she had done something wrong to anger Wan Qingping, and she was afraid that Wan Qingping would reprimand her youth.

"At your age, since you have no hope of building a foundation, why don't you go back to the family?" After being silent for a while, Wan Qingping asked in a light tone, but somehow involuntarily with a hint of kindness.

Hearing these words, Hua Fanjin suddenly felt a trance, the concern in Wan Qingping's words, she had never felt it, her eyes couldn't help but moisten, and then she thought that Wan Qingping was still in front of her, so she hurriedly replied: "The concubine joined Wanfamen in her twenties, and decades have passed, Wanfamen is like a home, there is a familiar qiē of the concubine, and the concubine wants to live here for a long time, and by the way, she can also help the deacon do something within her ability!"

"What if I'm not in the door?" Wan Qingping looked at Hua Fanjin, trying to find the familiar feeling from her.

Hua Fanjin didn't know why Wan Qingping said such an unclear sentence, but he still said his inner thoughts: "Even if the deacon is not there, Wanfamen is also the home of the concubine, and the best years of the concubine are spent here, and after a hundred years, the cemetery in the back mountain will be satisfied with a place for the concubine!"

Listening to Hua Fanjin's words, Wan Qingping didn't know what to think in his heart, and it took a long time to say a few words: "It's okay, it's okay, you go out first, and then come back to water these elixirs in a day!"

"Yes!" Hua Fanjin happily agreed, and then walked out of the cave, but she felt that Wan Qingping's gaze seemed to stay on her until she could no longer see her.

"Home?!" Wan Qingping retracted his gaze, and at the same time recalled the words of Hua Fanjin, he didn't know what to taste, and suddenly laughed as if no one else had it.

Then he shook his head, thinking that he still had to run for his life, so he hurriedly opened the prohibition of his residence and dodged in.

After half a cup of tea, Wan Qingping's waist was already full of four storage bags, and he was about to step out of the door, but he withdrew his feet again.

Sitting in the place where he usually reads, he touched the familiar pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and then Wan Qingping spread out a piece of rice paper, dipped it in ink, and then picked up the pen and wrote.

"When the master saw the letter, the disciple Wan Qingping cried tears and worshiped the ......"

After the letter was written, looking at the scribbled handwriting, Wan Qingping didn't care about anything, and immediately took out several wooden boxes from the storage bag, which contained the elixir he got from Ding Kezhen back then, which could be used by the Jindan period monks.

Wan Qingping pressed the wooden boxes of these elixirs onto the letterhead, and then respectfully knelt down in the direction of Zuo Shili's cave......

When Wan Qingping went out again, suddenly his eyes flashed, he didn't know what was there, and he immediately walked towards the side of the Dongfu Medicine Garden, grabbed a three-inch-high tree, and then pulled it up with mud, put it in the storage bag, and flew out of the mountain without looking back.

Seven days later, a dark light suddenly stopped in front of the Tianshu Peak of Wanfa Gate, and the monk in charge of welcoming the guests was just about to come forward to ask one or two, but was waved by this hemp monk, and the yin wind set off suddenly swept the little monk several feet away, and completely fell into a coma, and then the person stomped his feet, and a momentum rose to the sky.

After a while, I saw two extremely fast rays of light flying directly from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and I didn't know what to talk with the monk with the hemp pole, and then the faces of the two people who had just flown down the mountain changed suddenly.

Then he saw the monk and one of them flying towards the Shaking Light Peak, and the Confucian monk's face was cloudy, he sighed, and then flew towards the Shaking Light Peak.

A quarter of an hour later, at the foot of the mountain, the monk with a gloomy face, did not know what to say, and fled towards the outside of the mountain.

"Brother Zuo, this time things are in trouble!" Wan Qingping's cave mansion had been completely destroyed at this time, and there was still curling black smoke, as if it had been broken by some powerful force, and a man with a high crown and a cloud top said to the Confucian next to him, it was the ancestor of the Xu family.

Zuo Shili's face was also shocked, and he still held a piece of letterhead in his hand backwards, and said with a frown: "I just listened to that person's meaning, my disciple just killed a disciple of the Ghost Control Sect, it doesn't seem to be so strict, right?" Then he glanced at the ancestor of the Xu family again, and then said meaningfully: "And it seems that there is also your family Haojia involved in it, if things really get out of control, maybe you can use the ...... on the side of Jiuling Mountain"

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