Chapter Seventy-Three: One More Left

At the memorial service, the only thing that surprised Yang Yun was that the fallen leaves did not appear from beginning to end, so he was still immersed in the sadness of his master.

If you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, Yang Yunshi does not belong to him, he is from the interior of the earth, where there is no aura, no true yuan, no powerful cultivators, for Yang Yun, the most important people are family, family, friends, and then the country, but for people in the cultivation realm, it is like family affection, master-apprentice affection, sect affection, and regional affection, these are all very important, and they are dependent on their worldview and are innate.

Yang Yun has not experienced the pain of the death of his relatives, even if it is his father, it is only inexplicably missing, the last time, when he exchanged his heart to save Yang Ping, he was also very heartbroken, and would rather die than let his sister leave, which is very similar to the previous Fallen Leaves exchanged his life for the life of a white-haired woman.

Yang Yun's divine consciousness is released, and now Yang Yun's cultivation has improved a big realm compared to Yaochi, at this moment, his divine consciousness can already cover a radius of ten miles, of course, the release of spiritual consciousness is very consuming of true qi, even if it is a divine consciousness condensed infant, he can only support the full range of divine consciousness for about a quarter of an hour.

The elders felt this divine sense, and glanced at each other suspiciously, while the Supreme Elder motioned for everyone to look at Yang Yun, and it didn't take long for the elders to find that Yang Yun was gone, of course, they wouldn't do anything with Yang Yun, Yang Yun's identity at this time was extremely special, although he claimed to be a disciple of the outer sect of the Fallen Leaf Sect, but his master and his talent made the Fallen Leaf Sect unable to bind him with door rules.

On this side, the memorial service continued, at this time, there were more than 13,000 disciples in the entire Fallen Leaves Sect, and everyone introduced them in short language, and then arranged for the disciples to stay in the sect, and selected and diverted these disciples, no longer as before, there were only three true disciples, and then Ziyin was appointed to lead a hundred disciples to Wangbo City to organize the matter of the guard camp, Wangbo City is a big city in the Zhongzhe space.

At this moment, Yang Yun came to the cliff of the back mountain, broke the seal and walked in, and walked into the cave, just like before, Yang Yun released his divine sense, and along the winding cave, it didn't take long to come to the depths of the cave.

In the depths of the cave, it was made into a simple room, with some simple living utensils, thinking that this was the residence of the white-haired woman, and at this moment the fallen leaves were sitting in front of a stone bed in a daze, when Yang Yun came in, she had already noticed it, but it was as if she had not found Yang Yun.

Yang Yun seems that although he has only lived for more than ten years, he feels that these strong people are just like ordinary people, with the same joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and even a little naΓ―ve, which is obviously different from the monks he has fantasized about.

In the small cave, neither of them spoke, only the candle flame was flickering, Yang Yun looked at the candle flame, smiled slightly, and then stretched out his hands to draw various figures, and the candle flame also reflected the figure drawn by Yang Yun on the cave wall.

I saw that on the cave wall, there would be a bird and a fish, an old man, and a child. Woof... Woof... Screamed.

This is Yang Yun's trick in the earth, often used to tease his sister, this is called hand shadow, with his own hands under the light can change a variety of shapes, at this moment Yang Yun is used to tease the fallen leaves.

Sure enough, after Yang Yun barked, Fallen Leaves pursed his lips and smiled, stood up, and looked at the hand shadow on the cave wall with his eyes.

"What are these names? ”

"This is an art in my hometown, called hand shadow, do you want to learn it? I can teach you. Yang Yun said this, but he didn't stop in his hand, only to see that from the comparison between Yang Yun's fingers, the outline of a hand shadow that looked like a fallen leaf suddenly appeared.

"If you put this effort into your practice, you don't know what you will achieve. Falling Ye Yan looked at his shadow on the cave wall, and then looked at Yang Yun's hand shadow, his face turned red.

"But I'm very strong now, the younger generation, it seems that few can compare to me, I call it a combination of work and rest, don't look at this is a small hand shadow, but I can enlighten and practice in it. ”

"Phew... Stinky and shameless, however, the younger generation is really afraid that you will not be able to count five fingers, and it won't be long before you will be like a senior brother and want to dominate in our generation. ”

Yang Yun didn't answer, he never wanted to dominate or anything, he just wanted to protect what he wanted to protect, if his ability was enough to protect Li Xue and protect the Yao Chi that Li Xue wanted to protect, then he would live in Yao Chi at this moment and be happy.

"In our hometown, if you can have a cultivation like me, it will seem that you have no ambition if you don't dominate the world, but as for me, I just want to pursue the happiness and well-being of the people in my world circle, I will become stronger, but I will not give up the morality in my heart because I am strong. ”

"Then my Fallen Leaf Sect has a life-saving grace for you, do you have to... ”

Yang Yun didn't wait for Fallen Leaf Death to finish speaking, and directly interrupted, "But I also saved their sect master, three times!"

"You... ”

In fact, Yang Yun also knew that Fallen Leaf Sect wanted to tie himself up, hoping that Yang Yun could walk the world as a disciple of the Fallen Leaf Sect, but Yang Yun himself knew that his Tao could be the Fallen Leaf Sect, but the Fallen Leaf Sect was not all his Dao.

"However, Sect Master, don't forget that I am still the only disciple of the Outer Sect of the Fallen Leaf Sect! ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked out of the cave.

Fallen Leaf Death stood on top of the cliff and added a few more seals with great mana.

"Master, in the past five hundred years, I don't know how many times I have been here, maybe I won't come again in the future, I hope Master is not strange. ”

Yang Yun looked up at the strange peak suspended above the cliff, looking at the towering peak, with Yang Yun's cultivation at the moment, even if he flies, he is afraid that he will not be able to fly to the top of the mountain.

"Falling leaves, your senior brother is really a weird person, living alone in such a high place, isn't it lonely?"

"Do you think that everyone else is like you, a monk as powerful as my senior brother, if he doesn't have penance and experience cultivation, he will be so powerful, even other Junjie is afraid that they are all penances, how can they not bear the loneliness and loneliness?"

Yang Yun scratched his head, too, after all, his cultivation depends on entering the world, if he allows himself to retreat for hundreds of years, I'm afraid that he won't be able to advance or retreat, right?

At night, Yang Yun lay on his back outside the cabin alone, there were no stars in the night sky tonight, only a few lonely stars, trying to shine, scattered and distributed, like glass marbles discarded by people, like me, lonely, the whole night sky was like an ink disk, and there was a faint layer of clouds in the sky, which made the originally not bright night sky even more foggy.

Not long after, a figure came to Yang Yun's side, Yang Yun patted the position beside him, and the person who came also lay down.

"I'm leaving. ”

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know, it's where to go. ”

"There is no feast in the world, and the journey is smooth. ”

Wu Fei looked at the starlight, and he also felt his loneliness.

"Why don't you ask me why I'm leaving?"

"When you want to tell me, you'll tell me, and I've guessed why. ”

Yang Yun naturally knew in his heart, since he knew Wu Fei, he had never shown his cultivation, and he had to exert his cultivation on the holy mountain, and the Kunpeng mark was afraid that it was the reason for his departure.

"Okay, if I can get to know you Yang Yun, it's not in vain that I, Wu Fei, came to the cultivation realm. ”

"In our hometown, my grandmother often told me that I will remember your kindness all my life, no matter what difficulties you have, send someone to Yaochi, or the Fallen Leaf Sect will inform me that I will go to the soup. ”

"Gone. ”

Fool Yang Yun, I'm afraid I can't escape the gears of fate, this life is blue, I hope I can see you Yang Yun standing on the top of this world in my lifetime.

Loved, unloved, always in farewell.

The breeze caressed the hem of Yang Yun's clothes, stirring up a cloud of dust, and Yang Yun let the dust fall on his body, imagining that he was just an ordinary person at the moment.

Yang Yun raised his head and looked at the Big Dipper in his memory at that moment.

"The sun rises and the sun sets, the flowers bloom, the ones who meet, the ones who leave, the ones who remember, and the ones that forget turn around and pass in the cold world of spring. ”