The saint left, Feng Zu returned to the immortal volcano, and Tiannan returned to calm.

Feng Zu invited Shi Ji to go to Phoenix Terrace, but Shi Ji refused, because she still had a lot to do, such as going back to Biyou Palace first.

When Shi Ji went to Biyou Palace, Xiao Cicada also started her new journey in the Honghuang and also embarked on the way home, she only had one home in the Honghuang, that was Skull Mountain.

She didn't know that her teacher had been following her and guarding her secretly, after all, it was her first time going home, and she didn't know the way yet.

Jinao Island is not as depressed as imagined, on the contrary, it is overcrowded, but it is very quiet, they all kneel quietly under the Zizhi Cliff, and so are the inner disciples, and this is the scene that Shi Ji saw when he came.

She swept by like a wisp of wind and did not alarm anyone.

The gate of Biyou Palace was closed, and when Shi Ji walked to the door, the gate opened.

Shi Ji stepped in, the Tongtian Sect Master stood in the center of the main hall, with his back to the door, Biyou Palace was very dark and quiet, and Shi Ji's footsteps were particularly loud in Biyou Palace.

"Daoyou is here. ”

The Tongtian Sect Master didn't look back, and Shi Ji couldn't see the expression on the face of the Tongtian Sect Master, but Shi Ji could hear it in his voice.

He blames himself, he feels guilty, and he feels a little sad.

"It's coming. ”

Shi Ji's footsteps are not fast, and he listens very steadily.

Shi Ji stopped, and Biyou Palace returned to quiet, Shi Ji did not cross the Tongtian Sect Master, standing behind his side, and did not rush to speak.

The palace lights of Biyou Palace are still bright, but today it looks particularly deserted.

The two, one in front of the other, stood for a long time.

In the end, both of them seemed to fade.

It became two faint shadows.

The voice of the Tongtian Sect Master also faded a lot: "Daoist friends have worked hard. ”

"It should. This is Shi Ji's answer, very light, very bland.

"I will leave the wilderness. "It was a decision he made in the midst of chaos, after Dao Ancestor told them what would happen.

In the wilderness, he has no nostalgia.

Shi Ji didn't know the meaning of the Tongtian Sect's master's words, she thought that the Tongtian Sect would leave the flood wilderness and go to chaos to open up a dojo.

Shi Ji said: "That's fine. ”

There is really no need for the Tongtian Sect Master to stay in the Flood Wilderness.

It is better to go to Chaos to open up a dojo and concentrate on the Great Dao of Enlightenment.

The Tongtian Sect Master slowly turned his head, his expression was finally not so low, and there was more light in his eyes, it should be a longing for the world of three thousand gods and demons.

Heaven and earth should not detain him, he should go to the end of the world with a sword.

"You think so, too?"

Ishiji nodded.

The Tongtian Sect Master's face was filled with joy.

It's always good to be recognized, especially by a comrade who has fought alongside him.

"Disciples outside, what should I do?"

At the mention of this, the Tongtian Sect Master's expression darkened again.

Shi Ji said: "The dispersion of the sect does not mean that you are not their teacher, they are the ancestors." ”

As soon as Shi Ji said this, the eyes of the Tongtian Sect Master lit up again, right.

The Tongtian Sect Master smiled, and Shi Ji also smiled.

"Then go meet them. ”

The Tongtian Sect Master nodded, "It's time to meet them." ”

Tongtian Sect Master, Shi Ji, one after the other, walked out of the Biyou Palace. Dumbo eBook

The disciples under the Zizhi Cliff were stunned for a moment, then burst into tears, kowtowed heavily, and the voice that had been suppressed for too long burst through their throats, like a volcano erupting: "Disciple to meet the teacher, meet the piano master!"

"Disciple to meet the ancestor, meet the qinist!"

The voice is hoarse, and it looks like a picture of ten thousand immortals.

But it makes people want to cry even more.

"Get up. ”

The Tongtian Sect Master raised his hand, and his voice was very vicissitudes.

The 5,000-year-old sectarianism is like a gust of wind, which comes and goes unexpectedly, but it always leaves these seeds behind the wind to witness that this is not a void.

"Although the sect has been disbanded, the poor Dao is still your teacher, or your ancestor, and my Dao system to the heavens has not been broken, it is you. ”

The disciples under Zizhi Cliff were in tears, the teacher was still there, the master was still there, and that was enough.

Shi Ji whispered a word to the Tongtian Sect Master.

The Tongtian Sect Master thought for a moment and announced, "From today onwards, if you are willing, you will still be my disciple of the Tongtian Dao. ”

"The disciple is willing. ”

"The disciple is willing. ”

The disciples bowed down again, and their hearts finally had a home.

Tongtiandao, they are disciples of Tongtiandao.

The Tongtian Sect Master took out a sword, it was Zhu Xian, and the Tongtian Sect Master handed the Zhu Xian Sword to Shi Ji and said: "After the poor Dao leaves, the disciples of the Tongtian Dao will have Lao Daoyou to take care of it." ”

Shi Ji didn't take the sword, she said: "It's time to take care of it, Shi Ji will take care of it, but Shi Ji is just a luthier, not a Tongtian Dao violinist." ”

She refused.

The Tongtian Sect Master was a little disappointed, but then he was relieved, Shi Ji had done enough for the sect, he didn't like to be bound, did Shi Ji like to be bound? Maybe her choice would be the same as his.

The Tongtian Sect Master turned around and said to the white figure under the Zizhi Cliff, "Yunxiao, you come up." ”

Yunxiao was slightly stunned, but she still walked up to Zizhi Cliff.

"The disciple visits the teacher. ”

This is the second time that Yunxiao has walked on the Zizhi Cliff.

"Poor Dao wants to accept you as a disciple, are you willing? ”

Even with Yunxiao's calm temperament, he panicked.

"Why, you don't want to?"

"No, no, the disciple is willing, the disciple Yunxiao visits the teacher, the teacher is shengshou. ”

The Tongtian Sect Master gave the Zhuxian Sword to Yunxiao Dao: "In the future, the burden of Tongtian Dao will be handed over to you......"

"Teacher, senior brother, he ......" Although the words are not finished, the meaning is clear.

The Tongtian Sect Master lost his mind slightly, and sighed again: "Your senior brother has his destiny, take the sword." ”

"Yes. ”

Yunxiao is a person who can take on great responsibilities, except for Duobao, and she is the only one.

Shi Ji opened his mouth and said: "The Dao of Heaven is only classified into the inheritance of the Dao system, and it is appropriate to disperse and not to merge. ”

This was Shi Ji's last reminder, in fact, she didn't agree with the Tongtian Sect Master's practice of giving a sword to restrain the disciples of the sect.

Taoism is not a sect, like spring into the mud, scattered into the earth, just waiting for a hundred flowers to bloom.

But she never said more, she was not their teacher after all, nor was she a pianist who passed through the heavens.

The future of Tongtiandao should not be worried about her, she should go back, go back to be her tea piano, the wind and the moon bask in the sun.

She is tired, her body and mind are very tired, such as her broken arm, and the interception, it should also be broken.

For the sect of interception, for the master of the Tongtian Sect, she has a clear conscience.