Fuqiu Mountain is still beautiful.

Don't open the hole, different red dust.

"Lin Qingrong, you're going down the mountain too!"

"You are the second qualified to go down the mountain! Except for Liu Jianqing, no one has this opportunity!

"Liu Jianqing is just a fluke, the Liu family sends him things from time to time, do you think he can cultivate quickly? Lin Qingrong cultivated to the Martial Sect purely by his ability!"

Lin Qingrong, surrounded by her companions, slowly walked towards the bottom of Fuqiu Mountain. The fifteen-year mountain closure period set by Bi Kun Zhenren has expired, and she has successfully broken through the realm of the Martial Sect and can travel down the mountain.

Among so many disciples of Fuqiu Mountain, she was the second person who could go down the mountain.

The first is Liu Jianqing of the Liu family.

However, Lin Qingrong privately thought that the fellow just now was right-Liu Jianqing's cultivation was fast, it was nothing more than the Liu family taking the opportunity to send treasures to Bi Kun Zhenren, and by the way, they sent him a lot of treasures, otherwise how could he be faster than her?

After fifteen years of cultivation on Fuqiu Mountain, she is no longer the immature, lovely, innocent and harmless girl she was at the beginning. The current Lin Qingrong is a young, beautiful, confident and powerful Martial Sect female cultivator - of course, in Fuqiu Mountain, everyone prefers to call this realm the middle stage of opening the pulse, or the early stage of foundation building.

In the past fifteen years, Lin Qingrong is no longer the inconsistent and sensible character she used to be.

She prefers to do whatever she wants.

Of course, a person's personality cannot be completely different, and her background and childhood experience have brought an indelible impact on Lin Qingrong's character formation.

She is still a lot more attentive than others, still more ambitious than others, and still polite, but she is no longer afraid and no longer confused.

Now Lin Qingrong is full of determination in her heart.

She doesn't have to worry about who will choose her, she doesn't have to worry about whether she will always be the one who is abandoned, and she doesn't have to worry about fate hanging in the hands of people all the time.

Her destiny is in her own hands!

Thinking of this, Lin Qingrong suddenly turned her head and looked back at the distant mountains.

Looking back from here, 800 miles of mountains and rivers come into view, and only a piece of greenery remains.

There is only the floating hill mountain, with the clouds as the companion and the green smoke as the cover, really like a sacred mountain standing on the sea, fluttering without dust.

She couldn't see the Silu Pavilion.

It has been more than seven years since Bi Kun Zhenren went into retreat.

In the past seven years, the disciples of Fuqiu Mountain have always been guided by Du Junzhi and Pu Yiqiong, and managed by Han Shihua and Huo Xuanguang, which is also well-organized and harmonious.

Speaking of which, even Lin Qingrong herself felt strange - looking at the world, which place is not open and secret fighting? Even if it is a blood relative, staying together every day and having resources in one place, how can there be no dirt, how can there be no calculation?

But Fuqiu Mountain, just no!

Lin Qingrong dared to make this judgment, and naturally she had the confidence. She is not the kind of person who is sluggish, and she will not foolishly think that everything is good just because she has not directly clashed with others.

On the contrary, she is sensitive, scheming, observant, and extremely sensitive to all filthy and conflictual situations.

And because of this, Lin Qingrong is more determined and amazed by the harmony of this floating hill mountain!

Although friction and bumps are inevitable between the same door, there are two seniors in charge and two senior brothers and sisters to take care of them, this contradiction can be resolved, and in the end, they can still look at each other and smile, at least plainly, so as not to hold a grudge.

Lin Qingrong felt ......

She genuinely loves it.

She loves this plainness, loves this heart-oriented way, loves this harmony, loves this freedom and autonomy.

After living here for fifteen years, she really has a strong sense of belonging.

Lin Qingrong didn't know how to describe it exactly, but she was very sure that if at first she just saw this place as an opportunity, an opportunity to become stronger, then now, she really thinks of herself as a person from Fuqiu Mountain.

"I don't know when the real person will be out of the customs. She muttered.

"That's right, it's been seven years since the real person went into retreat!" As soon as she said this, she immediately aroused a wave of approval.

"You say, it's been seven years, will the real person ......?" said someone timidly. This concern is not unreasonable, after all, for the people of the Cangming Realm, their life is only more than 100 years, and this retreat is seven years......

However, before he could finish saying this, he was reprimanded back by several fellow disciples, "What nonsense! With the ability of a real person, how can there be something?

The man was frightened by such a unison of reprimands, but his expression couldn't help but be filled with relief - the fellow disciples were right, what kind of person is a real person, how could something happen?

"Maybe the real person is trying to put us to the test. Lin Qingrong had already put away the slightest emotion and said with a smile, "Perhaps, the real person just wants to see how we behave when she is not in charge?"

"What?"

As soon as she said this, these disciples cast their eyes one after another. Lin Qingrong has a flexible mind and strong strength, and now she has broken through the Martial Sect, these disciples have always been very convinced of her, and unconsciously value her meaning.

"We have been here for fifteen years, although real people are not interested in fame and fortune, but as real people, we should also do something and take responsibility, otherwise wouldn't we have fallen into the court and teachings of real people?"

"Eh, what do you ......say," someone hesitated, "Lin Qingrong, why do I think you are a little instigating us to look for trouble everywhere? Real people don't want to interfere in world affairs, but you incite us so much, be careful that real people will punish you after they get out!"

"I didn't mean that!" Lin Qingrong's face sank and said coldly. It doesn't matter if she means this or not, she can't admit it anyway!

This person who refutes her has always been different from her, although the two have no grudges, but there is always a bit of a conflict between them.

"I just think that although real people don't interfere in world affairs, it's because real people are indifferent and detached, but we don't have that qualification!" Lin Qingrong said slowly, "If you don't do anything when you encounter something, and just blindly seek the blessing of real people, then you are worthy of being a disciple of Fuqiu Mountain!"

"You're not small...... The real person still let us close the mountain for fifteen years and ignore the world, isn't it just blindly seeking refuge in your mouth?"

"The real person is just indifferent, not without responsibility, do you see that she opened the Dao in the Cangming Realm and killed the Northwest Clan, do you hesitate for a moment? Do something and don't do something, it's not for you to be a wooden person, pretending to be ignorant and unconscious!" Lin Qingrong said this, slowly shaking her head, "That's all you say, listen or not, it's up to you to choose." ”

"The mountain is high and the road is far away, and I am about to go out of the mountain gate, so I don't have to send it again. Lin Qingrong smiled slightly and shook her hand at everyone, "Everyone, I hope everyone will break through the Martial Sect as soon as possible, and we'll see you another day!"

When she said this, she turned her head and stepped into the boat at the foot of the mountain, and rushed eagerly to the fresh and fresh world that she had been away from for fifteen years.

But what she hasn't realized, but which has been engraved in her heart, is that every time she leaves, it is for her return.