Listening to Zhong Wuxian's words, Qiu Ju, oh no, it should be Zhang Ling's tears that flowed more fiercely, and his voice whimpered, "Young Master, Young Master, I!" After saying for a long time, it finally turned into three words, "I'm sorry!"

Zhong Wuxian shook his head, "Needless to say I'm sorry, no one between us has ever been sorry for anyone, you have your own choice, this is very good, young master, I am also very pleased, okay, don't cry anymore, the competition in the sect is fierce, people like you will think that you are a good bully!"

Zhang Ling stopped sobbing, looked at Zhong Wuxian with red eyes, stared at Zhong Wuxie's eyes and face, and wanted to imprint Zhong Wuxie's appearance into his heart, but what could this be? Sooner or later, the years will erase all this, leaving no trace.

The old woman glanced at Zhong Wuxian deeply, and then said to Zhang Ling: "Miss Zhang Ling, it's time for us to go, the old body has not much time, and the sect conference is about to start soon, and I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up if it's too late!"

Zhang Ling didn't react for a while, and only after a while did he remember that his real name was Zhang Ling, and raised his head to look at Zhong Wuxian, "Young Master, can I draw a picture and bring it over?"

Zhong Wuxian smiled bitterly, "Why do you bother, since you have chosen to embark on the path of cultivation, you have to forget everything in the world, don't you?"

The old woman also nodded involuntarily, "It should indeed be so, the road of cultivation is long, and only with everything can you go straight to the sky!"

Zhang Ling didn't say anything, took out a blank painting scroll, and began to brush, a quarter of an hour later, a positive ink painting emerged, the painting was very good, at least recognizable, this is Zhong Wuxian's appearance, Zhang Ling carefully dried it, rolled it up and put it away, with some joy in his eyes, "Young master, go back to see me?

The old woman glanced at Zhong Wuxie and shook her head secretly, "Zhang Ling, Zhong Wuxie's body is blocked by muscles and veins, and his true qi is impassable, and now it is already a great creation to have a warrior cultivation, if there is no miracle, I am afraid that he will not be able to break through in this life, so it is impossible to join the sect, let alone the three major heavenly sects!"

At the same time, Zhong Wuxian also opened his mouth and said: "I won't join the sect, and even if I do, I'm afraid I won't choose Lingfeng Valley, Qiu Ju, this is the last time I call you that, when you choose to enter the sect, we don't have any relationship, don't we?" Everyone has their own choice, forget the past, and start your new life in the sect, a more exciting life, this is the life you want." ”

Zhang Ling took two steps back, bent his legs, knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times in a row, and every time he kowtowed, he would say sorry once in his mouth.

Zhong Wuxian didn't stop him, and after Zhang Ling got up, Zhong Wuxian sighed, "Finally, help me make a cup of tea!"

Qiu Ju nodded, "Okay!"

Entering the room, looking at the tea set in front of him, Zhang Ling's tears flowed down again, this pot of tea boiled I don't know whether it was tears or tea, a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Ling walked in with a cup of tea, gently put it on the table, did not speak, but stepped aside.

Zhong Wuxian took a sip slowly, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, "The tea is a little old and a little astringent!" I don't know if this cup of tea is tea or a mouth full of bitterness.

Zhang Ling lowered his head, "Then I'll cook it again!"

Zhong Wuxian put down the teacup and waved his hand, "That's it, that's it, let's go, let's go!" At this time, Zhong Wuxian's tone was cold, it was hard to imagine that a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy would show such emotions, but such a thing did happen to Zhong Wuxie.

Zhang Ling's face turned pale, and he lowered his head, "Then young master, take care of your body!" After that, he turned his head to look at the old woman, "Senior, let's go!" As he spoke, Zhang Ling held the scroll tightly, as if it was the most important treasure.

The old woman took Zhang Ling out of the door, grabbed Zhang Ling's arm, and as soon as her body moved, the two came to the gate of Zhongfu, Zhang Ling tugged on the old woman's arm, "Senior, can you wait a little?"

Zhang Ling stood in front of the gate of Zhongfu, looking at the plaque, and his heart began to sway a little, "Is it really my wrong choice?" But obviously everything should be going in a good direction!"

"Senior, let's go!"

The figure flashed, and when they reappeared, they were already out of the city!

Zhang Ling took out the scroll, opened it carefully, and there was nothing when he was halfway through, Zhang Ling panicked, and quickly opened the scroll, only to find that it was blank, and for a while tears rained down, and the blank scroll also fell to the ground, heartache, Zhang Ling squatted on the ground with his heart, and tears fell on the blank scroll one by one.

The old woman saw that the scroll was empty, it was also very strange, just now he clearly saw Zhang Ling painting the portrait of the little guy, but this is just a blink of an eye, why is it gone, this, even she can't understand.

"You don't even want me to keep a painting, young master, do you really not forgive me?" Zhang Ling's tears had already dried up, holding the blank, tear-stained painting scroll, the indescribable bitterness and grief in his heart.

"After all, I was wrong, wrong!" Zhang Ling cried and cried, and suddenly laughed, stupidly.

The old woman naturally didn't want to see a good seedling wasted like this, so she hurriedly clicked the acupoint and left with Zhang Ling, maybe only by staying away from this place, Zhang Ling would get out of that grief.

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Qinglian is in the middle, in the hall, there is still only Zhong Wuxian, he saw Zhang Ling's painful appearance because of the blank scroll, and also saw the scene of Zhang Ling being taken away by the acupoint, he will not stop it, because no one has threatened her from beginning to end, as long as she says any word of refusal from beginning to end, Zhong Wuxian will not hesitate to make a move, but she didn't, since this is her choice, then Zhong Wuxian will respect, even if she will regret it, he will be a little sad.

Sitting on the chair, Zhong Wuxian drank the cup of tea in one gulp, and said lightly, "Is this your choice?"

got up and walked out of the hall, and Chunzhu and several people immediately surrounded him, "Young master, Sister Qiu Ju?"

Zhong Wuxian waved his hand, "In the future, there will be no more Qiu Ju in Qinglian Residence, Zhong Wuxian took out a book of exercises called "Mixed Yuan Sutra" from the storage space and handed it to Le'er, Le'er, from today on, you will teach Chunzhu, Xia He, and Dongmei to start practicing, this exercise is for the three of you, as for the combat skills, there is a book of Wind Sword Technique, you can also try to practice it!"

The third daughter was naturally very excited, but Dongmei was more concerned about Zhong Wuxi, "Then, Childe, you?"

Zhong Wuxian shook his head, "I'm going into retreat, Dongmei remember to pay attention to what I need, and let me know if there is any news!"

Dongmei nodded, "Young Master, I know!"

Zhong Wuxian walked directly towards the backyard, he first came to Qiu Ju's room, took a look, and then walked out slowly, locked the door, and then sat on the chair and looked at the flower field outside, I don't know how long he sat there, Zhong Wuxian entered the practice room.

He didn't start alchemy, but sat in the middle in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a long time, Zhong Wuxian sighed, "Hey, sooner or later, they will have to be separated, such a separation is much better than life and death!"

Zhong Wuxian's body flashed, and then the whole person disappeared from the practice room, and then appeared in the alchemy room, and began to make crazy alchemy.

Restoration Pill, Wound Medicine, Forging Body Pill, these three kinds of pills are refined one furnace at a time, there are many medicinal materials, and they will not all be consumed in a short period of time, Zhong Wuxian is already completely immersed in this, and only in this way will he not be affected by the hollowness in his heart.

"Ding-dong... Congratulations on successfully refining 10 pills and gaining proficiency +40!"

I have to say that the Wanling bloodline is extremely strong, and the proficiency bonus of 100% makes Zhong Wuxian's alchemist level increase very quickly, and he can increase a level in an average of two days, if this speed is known by the people in the alchemist union outside, then he will definitely send someone to catch Zhong Wuxian and go back to dissect it to see what kind of structure this person is.

But according to the alchemist division of the Jiuhua Continent, there are only sixteen levels in total, according to Zhong Wuxian's current speed, in more than ten days, he will surpass the limit of the alchemist of the Jiuhua Continent, that is, the Heavenly Alchemist, but there are still many levels in the alchemist system, and there is still a lot of difference, Zhong Wuxian has already decided that after refining this batch of pills, he will start refining the Xuanjie Pill, otherwise the speed of improving proficiency is too slow.

During this period of Zhong Wuxian's retreat, the Zhong Mansion was busy, although they didn't know when the enemy would come, but they knew the strength of the enemy, the descendants of the descendants had been arranged in the imperial city, and the entire Zhong Mansion only had guards and old men, and of course, Shen Yonghou, they would gather together every day to discuss plans, but in the end, they couldn't discuss anything, after all, in the face of strength, any plan was empty.

The old man sat on the throne, frowned, and slapped the table with a slap, "What is that little bastard doing now?"

"Master, the second young master is still in retreat for alchemy, and he is not allowed to disturb!"

Zhong Tianlong snorted coldly, "He is really the opposite, when the Zhong Mansion is so critical, he doesn't want to make a difference, but he is still retreating for alchemy, I think he is just afraid that we will go to him, and he deliberately finds an excuse not to see us!"

Zhongli also smiled bitterly, "Father, no matter what, that kid has done a good job, at least he saved the third brother's three children, didn't he?"

Zhong Tianlong glared at Zhong Li fiercely, "What do you know, how can the three children of the second child compare..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhongli frowned, "Father, it's better not to say this kind of thing, otherwise it will chill people's hearts!"