Under the sunset, the two walked together, and Qingya glared at the young man from time to time, and then snorted coldly and made some strange actions, like a resentful woman who was angry and silent.

"If you stare at it again, your eyes will fall off" Looking at the girl's actions, Bi Fan said with a smile.

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it"

Bi Fan patted Qingya's head, "How old are you, how can you still have a child's temper, you will have to go to the martial arts academy to practice in the future, how can you be reassured."

"Anyway, if you don't go to the Martial Arts Academy, how about me, from time to time the child's temper doesn't hinder you, you just stay in the Chuwu Academy and be your 10,000-year-old disciple, don't care about me, what are you, why do you want you to take care of me, I won't tell you about it in the future, and you don't talk to me anymore" Qingya almost said the unhappiness in her heart in one breath, and glared at the young man in front of her angrily.

Is it so difficult to make him promise everything? She is willing to listen to even some lies, as long as he tells herself that he will definitely come to the Martial Arts Academy next year, she will wait.

But he didn't say a word, even why he didn't go to the martial arts academy and didn't explain, as if they were strangers, why, everything he could avoid and say, she was no longer a child, there were some things she might not be able to help, but at least she should let her know.

Yes, she was angry, but he wasn't angry because he didn't go to the martial arts academy, but he never told the truth, even if it was some of his thoughts.

Obviously he was in front of him, but he felt that the distance between the two was very far, and he always had that same expression as he treated his sister.

Looking at Qingya, who was a little annoyed, Bi Fan's originally calm eyes wrinkled, and his left hand behind his back was clenched.

Stepping into the martial arts academy, that was his dream, and he dreamed of going to the place where martial artists flourished and stepping out of his own path.

But he can't abandon everything because of this dream, he is leaving, everything in the family can only be carried by his frail mother, his parents raised him, and now is the time when he is needed, how can he leave them for his dream.

He wanted to repay his parents, and he didn't want to give up his dream, this was what he insisted on, and many people laughed at him, saying that he was a disciple of ten thousand years, and he would never pass the final assessment, and no one knew what he was carrying.

Now, even she says so.

If you want to cultivate martial arts, you must first cultivate your mind, this is a sentence he often says.

If he can ignore his dreams when he is most needed at home, then what is the point of him practicing martial arts and stepping into the martial arts academy, the martial arts cultivated by people who have no love will not go far after all.

But he is the opposite, what has always made him dream is the love for his family, the love for martial arts, and he wants to walk out of an extraordinary path through martial arts, a path that can make him more 'strong'.

The reason why he doesn't want to say this is because all these ideas are still being done, and he is unwilling to easily tell others what has not yet been realized.

Reality and ideals are only one step away, but it takes a lot of effort to get out of this step, and he does not want to talk about ideals.

One day, when he stepped into the martial arts academy, he really became a martial artist, walked in front of countless people, realized his dream, and gave those sarcastic people a resounding slap in the face with his actions.

Tilt your head and look at the blue sky, let it all settle in your heart, as long as you have a dream, you will not sink into this complicated world.

"Don't be angry, go back. I promise you, I will definitely come to the Martial Arts Academy in the future" Bi Fan thought for a long time and said softly, letting his mood calm as much as possible, and restraining the idea of letting her know everything.

Qingya looked at the young man, there was always a lot of helplessness in his clear eyes, he never told himself the true ~ phase, obviously he had the strength to enter the martial arts academy, why didn't he go, if there is a difficulty, there will always be a solution, but he would rather hide everything in his heart than never say it.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that you are a disciple of Ten Thousand Years" Qingya lowered her head, "But, can you tell me why you can't go to the Martial Arts Academy, isn't it your dream to step into the Martial Arts Academy?"

"Silly girl" looked at the girl's serious appearance, and said slowly, "Some things are not as simple as imagined, as for the reason, I will tell you later."

Qingya rubbed the corners of her eyes, lowered her head, and answered softly.

"Then you promise me that you will come to the Martial Arts Academy next year to find me, okay?" she didn't want to ask for anything more.

Bi Fan smiled and nodded.

"Then let's pull the hook......"

"Why are you still childlike, don't pull" Bi Fan said with a positive color.

"I don't care, you always lie to me. Hmph, if you still want to lie to me, you have to pull the hook"

forcibly grabbed Bi Fan's right hand and pulled his little thumb

"Pull the hook, hang yourself, for a hundred years, don't change ......"

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"Mother, I'm back" Walking into a courtyard surrounded by a bamboo fence, Bi Fan saw that there was no one in the courtyard.

There were only three cabins in the house, and when I saw that the door of the north house was open, I walked in without a sound.

A middle-aged man with white hair was lying on the bed~, and a woman was sitting next to him, who was his mother's relative.

"Mother, is my father's illness serious again?" said the mother who was sitting on the side.

The woman hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and stood up, "No, but the condition has improved somewhat?" The woman got up and looked at the young man, as if she remembered something, "By the way, what are the results of this year's assessment?"

The Chuwu Academy has a final assessment once a year, but she still remembers it.

Bi Fan lowered his head, frowned, and said, "It's a pity this year, it's just one place short of passing the assessment, the mentor said that if you practice for another year, you will definitely pass the assessment next year."

The woman sighed, "God is really unfair, why are you one or two places behind every year, and you practice weekdays, why can't you pass the assessment?"

"Is it that you often help the family with housework and delay your practice, don't do this in the future, concentrate on your cultivation, and you can be alone for your mother" The woman blamed herself a little, in the past three years, Fan'er has spent most of her time taking care of the family every day, and she has very little time for practice.

"Don't worry, mother, I will definitely pass the assessment next year," the teenager comforted.

"Hey, it's been five years since you arrived at the Chuwu Academy, is it because of your father's illness that you ......" The woman said this, glancing at the middle-aged man lying on the bed~, "In the future, you concentrate on cultivation, don't delay your future, I will take care of your father."

"I don't have much to do at the academy on weekdays, but when I'm done with my practice, I'll come to do some help, and it won't affect my practice," the young man helped his mother sit down.

"You always say that, but I think, you just can't rest assured that I and your father" The woman sighed, Fan'er was pulled and beaten by her, knowing that he was pure and kind-hearted, and thoughtful in doing things, and now that the family is like this, he will definitely be concerned, "Actually, if you pass the assessment, go to the martial arts academy to practice, and I can take care of your father." Besides, this year, Rong'er came out of the Martial Arts Academy and went to serve in the sect of the Upper Ancient City, and he will also send some money back in the future, so you don't have to worry about the cost of going to the Martial Arts Academy," the woman said, taking out a letter from her sleeve.

"This is your eldest brother's letter, look at it."

I took the letter, and there were still some wet stains on it.

"Our family is almost over, and in the future, your eldest brother will send money over every month, and then he will be able to treat your father's illness," the woman said, and finally shed tears of happiness.

Bi Fan watched his mother's eyebrows stretch, and he was also relieved, "When my father's illness is cured this year, I will pass the assessment next year, and my father must be very happy."

"You, everything is considered for us, you should also practice well" the woman said, "These days, I went to your academy to intercede with Tutor Tang, but it was just one place short, let the academy be accommodating, and let you go to the martial arts academy to practice, in the past few years, all the frugality of our family is just to let your eldest brother practice in the martial arts academy, but I have neglected you a little, now it's okay, your eldest brother has a future, and you don't have to worry about anything."

Bi Fan smiled, looking at the letter sent by his eldest brother, the handwriting was slightly scribbled, as if he was in a hurry.

The above just said that he entered the sect of the ancient city with a good ranking, and he would send out a lot of offerings every month, which could cure his father's illness.

There are also mentions of himself, which are just some words of comfort for him to practice well.

"Maybe, this year is really okay," Bi Fan muttered in a low voice, handing the letter to his mother, "Don't do anything about going to the martial arts academy, when your father is sick, I'll go and intercede with the academy, you still take care of your father with peace of mind, it just so happens that the academy doesn't have any practice these days, and the rest will be left to me."

If his mother went to the Chuwu Academy, the academy would definitely tell his mother about the decision he made three years ago, although Tutor Tang tried his best to fight for him to stay in the place, but after all, there were still a few tutors in the academy who did not want to see him continue to stay in the academy, and he did not want his mother to know about these things.

"You kid, it's just that your heart is too good," the woman said with a smile, "This time your eldest brother sent back a lot of money, and I left some for you to go to the martial arts academy in advance, and the rest can also be used for your father's medical treatment."

Saying that, he looked at the middle-aged white-haired man lying on the bed~, he had been looking forward to this day for many years.

Many years ago, Bi Tianhai went far away, but he was seriously injured and was carried back by people from the same village, although he saved his life, but the injury was too serious, so that he can only lie on the bed now~, rarely eat, and just boil some decoction on weekdays to maintain.

At the beginning, the doctor in the town had seen Bi Tianhai's injuries and listed a lot of medicines and spiritual herbs, but it happened that Bi Hai had just stepped into the martial arts academy, and his mother had always insisted on using the only remaining funds in the family to support Bi Rong's martial arts academy practice, so his father's illness was delayed again and again.

But this is also what his father wished back then, and Bi Fan had to obey.

Right now, the eldest brother has successfully stepped into the sect to serve, but he can see a doctor for his father.