Walking on the night road home, Zhou Qing had a lot of thoughts, and just now he witnessed the death of Master Jiankong, which couldn't help but make him think of his master Wu Lichen.

The old mage's last words were to ask his apprentice not to break off their lineage, and Wu Lichen also said similar things to Zhou Qing before he died.

Thinking back to the old mage and his master, Zhou Qing thought of his future, and after many years, if he hadn't glimpsed the path of immortality, would he be like his own master or see the sky.

At that time, he should also be an outsider who wanders freely in the world, and maybe when he gets old, he will meet a disciple who is destined for him by some chance.

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At the gate of Wuxiang Temple on the edge of Tianmen County, the little mage Wuji sat on the steps in front of the temple with a sad face.

Originally, he thought that his master would be able to live happily for a few days if his master went to the neighboring county to subdue the demon, but seeing that the old mage had only left for two days, he couldn't go on.

For as long as he can remember, he has lived in this Wuxiang Temple with the old master, and in the past ten years, the old master has never been to other places, so he and Wuji have never been separated for too long.

After years of getting along, the relationship between the two masters and apprentices is naturally very deep, so two days after seeing the empty space, he began to frown and began to worry about his master.

"Master said that he would be able to return in three days, but today is the fourth day, why haven't you come back yet?"

Just when he was worried, a red figure walked out of the mountain forest not far from the Wuxiang Temple, and then walked straight towards the temple.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the red figure, Wuji in front of the temple gate hurriedly stood up, he pulled the somewhat wrinkled robe on his body, and stood in place looking at the people walking towards him.

After the person in red got closer, Wuji found that the person who came was a child of his age, he was wearing a bright red robe, his black hair was scattered on his back, and his hands were also on his back.

The red-clothed boy moved lightly and dexterously, although it seemed to be slow and leisurely, but in fact it was not slow, and soon he walked to a clearing under the steps where Wuji was.

The red-clothed boy was none other than Zhou Qing, and when he came to the clearing and saw the little mage standing on the steps and wearing a plain blue robe, a smile appeared on his face.

Just because the little mage looks a little similar to himself, and this resemblance is not the appearance, but the situation.

Both of them are around ten years old, and they are both outsiders, and now they are both going to bear the things that belong to their own lineage alone, so after seeing this little mage, Zhou Qing showed a kind smile.

"Little Taoist, what are you doing here?" Seeing Zhou Qing stop, Wuji asked rashly.

For this little Taoist priest who suddenly came to the temple, Wuji's thoughts were different from Zhou Qing, he was worried about his master at the moment, and he was quite disgusted by this sudden visit and the people who came outside the temple.

Because most of the people who come to the temple usually come to find their master with trouble.

Hearing a rather impatient inquiry, Zhou Qingqin didn't care, he still had a smile on his face, just took out a pair of halberds in his back hand, and asked with a smile, "Do you recognize this?"

"Double Dragon Halberd, how can my master's Double Dragon Halberd be in your hand?" Seeing the dark yellow dragon halberd, Wuji strode forward, rushed to Zhou Qing, raised his hand and snatched the double halberd in his hand.

This magic weapon didn't belong to him in the first place, and when he saw the little mage rushing over, Zhou Qing directly handed over the halberd to him, which could be regarded as fulfilling the last wish of the old mage who saw the sky.

snatched the double halberd from Zhou Qing's hand, Wuji took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and after confirming that it was the inheritance weapon of his own faction, a trace of extremely bad feelings immediately rose in his heart.

Because when his master left, he said that he would return within three days, but now that it is the fourth day, not only did he not come back, but he also asked someone to send this inheritance weapon back, how could this make him feel at ease.

"Little Taoist, you haven't answered my question yet, how can my master's double dragon halberd be in your hands?"

The second sentence of inquiry came out, and there was no impatience in Wuji's tone, but some impatience in it.

At this time, Wuji was anxious in his heart, he wanted to know from Zhou Qing as soon as possible what happened to his master, whether he was alive or dead, injured or disabled.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing put away the smile on his face, looked up to the sky and sighed, and then frowned and looked at the little mage not far away.

"Before Ling Shi died, he asked me to hand over these magic weapons to his apprentice, so Xiaodao came here. ”

After answering, Zhou Qing saw that the little mage shook his head, and spat lightly in his mouth, "Impossible", and at the same time, tears flowed from his eyes, and he staggered back two steps and fell to the ground.

From the little mage's actions, Zhou Qing could see how deep the relationship between him and his master was, and this relationship was different from that between him and Wu Lichen.

Although he and Wu Lichen also have a deep master-apprentice relationship, it is a pity that the two only got along for a short month, so when his master left, Zhou Qing was not too sad.

If he can get along with his master for a year and a half, maybe when the yin and yang between the master and apprentice are separated, he will behave like this little mage.

"Love parting, resentment will be, I can't ask for it, all living beings in the mortal world can't escape birth, old age, sickness and death, the little master will be shocked. ”

After opening his mouth to comfort the little mage, Zhou Qing walked up to him, helped him from the ground to sit down on the stairs not far away, and said, "Before Master Ling died, there was another sentence for me to convey to you. ”

"What?"

"He said you don't want to cut off your lineage. ”

After listening to Zhou Qing's words with tears in his eyes, the little mage lowered his head and sat quietly on the steps for a long time, after that, he raised his head and asked how his master was killed, and Zhou Qing also roughly told what happened by the wild lake.

After listening to Zhou Qing's story, the little mage was silent, and he secretly said in his heart, "Master, you have always wanted me to be a mage master, but until you died, you didn't see me shaving. ”

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know if I can ask you to do me a favor?" After making a decision in his heart, Wuji stood up from the steps and politely saluted Zhou Qing.

"Little mage, if I can help, I won't postpone it. Zhou Qing nodded and replied.

"My master has always wanted me to be a Dharma master, but because there are too many rules and regulations, my master is not a strong person, so I am still an unshaved layman. ”

"Good~"

For this simple request, Zhou Qing did not refuse, and simply agreed.