Not long after leaving Zhili Garden, when I crossed the bridge, I saw a person standing by the bridge, as if I had been waiting for me for a long time.

Seeing this, Crane Chuyun hurriedly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and saluted: "Master." ”

Qing Fengyu turned around, her face was as usual, and her plain eyes looked at her for a long time.

When Tsuru saw that Chuyun was secretly strange, the other party looked at Chuntan.

Before Tsuru saw Chuyun speak, Chuntan also reacted.

"Miss, the slave and maid avoid."

Seeing Chuyun nodded, he didn't speak, and as soon as Chuntan walked away, Qingfeng Yu opened his mouth and asked, "How is Xuan Li?" ”

The small mouth opened, but he was dumbfounded, and after taking a deep breath, he said perfunctorily: "It's going to be fine." ”

Qingfeng Yu's eyes moved, as if he saw something.

In fact, yesterday when Tsuru saw Chuyun, he glanced at Shen Yi, and then left, because she was angry at the time, and she was not even in the mood to ask Shen Yi how the situation was.

How do you know what state Shen Yi is in at this time?

I wanted to say something, but Qing Fengyu didn't say anything in the end, a touch of blue light flashed on his fingertips, and Tsuru saw that Chuyun couldn't reach it, and was pointed to the center of his eyebrows by the other party, and there was a lot of information in his mind in an instant.

She was stunned, and reacted, "Master, ...... you are"

"The second half of the Qingyun Jue, practice well, and don't forget to do your homework today. I still have something to do for the teacher, so I left first. ”

Qing Fengyu's words were still flat, and he didn't talk nonsense after speaking, and turned around and walked away.

All this cut is so weird in Tsurumi Hatsukumo's eyes.

It is said that the apprentices of the church starve to death the master.

Often the master will hide a hand when teaching the disciple.

And the same is true in this world, even if they are closed disciples, their masters will not teach all their skills in one go, and often get the true inheritance, not only their own talent is amazing, but also 100% trust of their masters.

Feeling the extra information in his mind, Tsurumi Hatsukumo fell into deep thought.

She is very confident in this part of talent, but does the master trust herself?

She wasn't sure.

Is it to put the chips on yourself?

But that's not enough.

Her resources are all from the Tsurumi clan, and the existence of Qingfeng Yu is just an auxiliary or icing on the cake.

Often, the strong people from the sect "invest" in the children of a certain family, but it is not a single exercise that can be entered, even if it is his mastery.

In order to provide resources and provide an environment, one must firmly stand with the family behind the disciple and bind it to death!

In this way, both parties will trust each other.

There are too many secular families involved, and if you take one wrong step, the sky will fall!

Tsurumi Hatsuun probably understood that his master was still hesitating and didn't want to fall into the quagmire prematurely.

Or the disobedience to one's own discipline accounts for a large part of the reason.

She is not in a hurry, the trick has already arrived, and the future will not be too far away......

Seeing Hatsukumo thinking like this, Tsuru summoned Chuntan back.

But she didn't know that in front of Qing Fengyu, she still seemed a little more upright.

If she had changed her words to the question just now and made a look of caring about Shen Yi, Qing Fengyu would probably have been "stud".

It's a pity that her perfunctory tone made Qing Fengyu hesitate again at the last moment.

She can't understand it, the authorities are confused, but Qingfengyu, an outsider, can see it very clearly.

Tsurumi Mansion Mingzhu has an arrogant temperament, but that mysterious temperament is also unruly, if the two sides continue to stalemate, one party must compromise and give in.

And he didn't think that Xuan Li, a contract beast, would understand what kind of human feelings and sophistication, if he would be soft in the end, it would be fine, but if Tsurumi Hatsuyun used some special means to use the family power, and the two sides were separated from morality, that would be the most deadly!

In his opinion, among the disciples who are included in the sect, the one with the most potential is Tsurumi Hatsukumo.

It's a pity for him to give up.

His hesitation also caused him to be extremely confused.

What the future looks like depends on the choices made today.

What is the best choice?

He did not go to the main peak, but walked over the iron bridge step by step, without saying a word along the way, not fast or slow, and his face became more and more strange with the constant pace.

He walked towards the back hill, as if attracted by something.

…… Pilgrimage?

Two hours later, Qingfeng Feather peeled back the lush branches that stood in front of him, revealing a clearing behind him.

In the center of the open space, there was an old man sitting cross-legged, if Shen Yi was here, he would definitely recognize this old man as an elder with a lantern!

Qing Fengyu exhaled a breath of turbidity, down-to-earth, walked straight to the old man, and then bowed down and said, "Master." ”

The old man opened his eyes, and his cloudy gaze swept over the feminine man in front of him, but he did not speak immediately.

With considerable effort, he stood up from the ground, and then looked at the sky behind him, which was blocked by a sea of clouds.

It's like I knew that Qingfeng Feather would come.

It wasn't long before he muttered.

"I saw ......"

Qingfeng Yu's eyes, who heard his words clearly, trembled twice, bent his waist lower, and asked in a trembling voice, "Dare to ask what Shizun saw?" ”

The lantern elder's cloudy eyes regained some clarity, and there seemed to be something in the sky that others could not see.

"Big Day...... Golden Lance ...... Tianzun ......"

Six words, intermittently, every time he spit out a word, the frequency of the flesh and skin on his face increased by one point, until finally the word "Tianzun" came out, and he spit out a mouthful of old blood three or four feet away, as if someone had suddenly drained his whole body strength and collapsed to the ground.

His skin was a strange red, and his flesh grew wildly, and soon collapsed to a thick layer!

Seeing this, Qing Fengyu hurriedly helped the lantern elder up, he didn't understand the meaning of those six words, he only knew that what the lantern elder said was what he wanted!

He, what did he see?

didn't dare to ask more, Qing Fengyu knew very well, even if he asked the Lantern Elder, he wouldn't answer.

"Excuse me, Master, what should I do?"

The Lantern Elder struggled to sit up straight and shook his head.

"The sect will be destroyed in a hundred years, or it will be passed down for ten thousand years...... The former or the latter, in your thoughts. ”

"I hope that the sect will stand for 10,000 years."

"Is the latter ......?"

Qingfeng Yu lowered his head and did not answer.

"If this is the choice, within a year, you will die."

Qingfeng Feather's head was lowered, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

There was no sadness or joy on the lantern elder's face, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"How many years?"

"Master of the Majesty, June 27, 76 years."

"You remember clearly, I'm so old that I can't remember what season I met you on."

"Master respects my ......"

"You don't have to be self-bound, follow your own heart to choose, and no one will blame you."

"Master ......"

“…… No matter how you choose, how you change halfway, it's all fate, what I can see is too one-sided, I can't answer you too much, go back. ”

Qing Fengyu struggled for a moment, and finally sighed and turned to leave.

In the clearing, the lantern elder closed his eyes and entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

Time flies, seventy-six years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he has watched the green seedlings grow into a big tree.

The flowers in the corner are declining and blooming every year.

How many frustrated faces have been added to your memory?

The person holding the umbrella in front of the lonely grave wants to use the bones under his knees, but he can't return to the old man.

With an old sigh, the regret that appeared out of thin air vanished.