Jiangzhou, in the Star Picking Pavilion, the eleventh day of the pavilion master Song Qiuhong leaving.

Song Yanming, who was standing in his room, trembling with his hands, held the letter that his master had left for him the night before he left, and burst into tears.

Although Song Yanming is practicing "Xuantian True Solution" on weekdays Shang is not very serious, but he is very respectful of his master, not only that Song Qiuhong picked him up from the broken temple and saved him from starvation and freezing to death, but also because he came to the Star Pavilion to worship Song Qiuhong as a teacher in the past ten years, the master's care and expectations for him, these have made him feel the warmth of home as an orphan who has been without his parents since he was a child, and he feels the love of father and mother in the master's body, these things are more important than whether he can cultivate or even survive.

Originally, Song Yanming had never been concerned with cultivation, anyway, the book "Xuantian True Solution" was not suitable for his own cultivation, as long as he could stay by his master's side, but now looking at the master's explanation on this letter, he immediately became afraid, he was afraid that what the letter said would become true, and he was afraid that he would suddenly lose the master who loved him.

Wild Goose Child:

Many years ago, when Master first saw you in that ruined temple, he knew that you were extremely talented and would be an extraordinary person in the future. As a teacher, I also have the selfishness of accepting you under the sect, hoping that you can revitalize the sect. It's just that I reluctantly found out that you have a rare Yunxia attribute and are incompatible with your own cultivation exercises, because I thought that the teacher was angry about the hasty acceptance of you as an apprentice and ruined your cultivation talent. Now that things have taken a turn for the better, the teacher got the news that the two disciples of Kunyu Mountain will inevitably pass through Jiangzhou when they go to Yunmengze with the "Cloud Steaming Daze Spectrum", and the Zhenzong Immortal Spectrum of Yunmengze is a very suitable exercise for your cultivation, and the teacher has the heart to take it for you. It's just that this trip is dangerous, if you don't return for ten days, you can leave the Star Picking Pavilion by yourself and go to Yunmengze to apprentice under Zhong Fanmiao. That Zhong Fanmiao will definitely accept you as an apprentice when he sees your qualifications and talents. Remember that from now on, you must not reveal to others that you were once my disciple of Song Qiuhong, so that you can cherish yourself.

Division, Song Qiuhong.

Song Yanming looked at the words on the letter and didn't know what to do, so he wiped away the tears in his eyes and pushed open the door and ran out.

The same solemn atmosphere in the main hall of the Star Picking Pavilion was solemn, and a letter left by Master Song Qiuhong when he was leaving was placed in front of everyone's eyes, which said that the story was roughly similar to the content information that Song Yanming saw, but this letter that Song Qiuhong left to his eldest disciple Hua Qingchi explained in detail what to do if he did not return after going down the mountain for ten days, and passed the position of pavilion master to Hua Qingchi.

All of Song Qiuhong's disciples were basically standing here, and everyone was very anxious just after listening to Senior Brother finish reading Master's letter.

All the juniors and disciples focused their eyes on the senior brother Hua Qingchi, the elder disciple of the old man mentioned in Song Qiuhong's letter.

Hua Qingchi sighed and said: "This is a letter left by the master before leaving, explaining that if he fails to return ten days later, he will read it in front of all the junior brothers and sisters. Now that you know what the letter says, and why Master is on this trip, what do you think?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know how to be good, in fact, I don't blame them, the disciples of this generation are all the disciples of Song Qiuhong in the past ten or twenty years, and most of the disciples of the generation of the pavilion master Song Qiuhong died because of a disaster that year. It's just that most of these people are young and are hiding in the Star Picking Pavilion to concentrate on cultivation, where they have the experience and experience to deal with such a big thing. Song Qiuhong also knew that this would be the result at this time, so she explained all the aftermath in the letter. If he can't rush back to the Star Picking Pavilion within ten days, the position of the pavilion master will be inherited by Hua Qingchi, the eldest disciple of Lao Cheng, and then seal the pavilion to escape the world, cultivate well, and only reopen the pavilion after the cultivation is successful.

Song Qiuhong's four disciples said: "Although Master's trip this time is full of dangers and left this letter in case of emergency, but because of this, maybe the matter did not go well, so the time to return to the pavilion was delayed, should we wait and see?"

The second disciple Xu Qingfeng said: "Since the master has left this letter, then he will definitely come back within ten days, and now I haven't seen the master return to the pavilion, maybe the master is still suffering from accidents, and now we should seal the pavilion immediately according to the master's instructions, if we hesitate, I am afraid that the incident will finally bury the thousand-year-old foundation of the Star Picking Pavilion." Then send someone out to find out the news and make plans again. ”

Xu Qingfeng said this, and all the senior brothers in the hall nodded in agreement. It's just that Song Qiuhong's only female disciple, Yu Shiwen, sobbed and said: "Master treats us like a mountain, are we just waiting to close the door like a turtle with a shrunken head to avoid trouble?

Xu Qingfeng sighed and said, "Senior Sister Yu, why don't we want to go out to find out Master's whereabouts or avenge Master?" But what the letter said was very clear, Master's target for this trip was the disciple of Kunyu Mountain, and that thing was originally Yun Mengze's inheritance holy tree. If something happens to his old man, what's the use of us going? Take revenge, who will we find to take revenge? Yun Mengze? Kunyu Mountain? Then Cheng Jian of Kunyu Mountain was able to destroy a sect that was no worse than us a few years ago, and chased and killed people for tens of thousands of miles in front of the worship of the jade pen feng. What's the use of us going? Revenge or death? Master, Senior Brother of the Throne, explain that we are sealing the Pavilion and escaping the world in order to preserve my bloodline inheritance of the Star Pavilion. If we rush to death, won't we fail Master's painstaking efforts? Wouldn't it be better for us to practice behind closed doors and go back to help Master avenge our cultivation when we have achieved success?"

While everyone in the main hall was arguing, the door of the hall was pushed open.

Song Yanming looked at the senior brothers and sisters in the hall with tears on his face, and everyone in the hall also looked at him with shocked faces.

Hua Qingchi knew that the master loved this little junior brother the most on weekdays, and now that the master had an accident, I am afraid that he was the most worried and anxious, so when he first informed the junior disciples, he deliberately omitted him, but he didn't expect that he still knew.

Hua Qingchi sighed and said, "Little junior brother, you also know. ”

Song Yanming nodded with tears in her eyes and said, "Master also left me a letter when he went out. ”

Xu Qingfeng comforted him and said, "Little junior brother, don't be sad, maybe the master really delayed his return to the pavilion because of some obstacles." ”

Song Yanming said: "I know, so I came to inform all the senior brothers and sisters, and tomorrow I will go to inquire about the master's situation, after all, this time the master did that thing completely for me." Also, you should follow the instructions in the master's letter, seal the pavilion and escape the world, if the master has any accidents, his revenge will be avenged. ”

Hua Qingchi sighed when he saw him, not knowing how to say to him.

Song Yanming turned to Hua Qingchi and said, "Senior brother, now that you are the pavilion master, please cross out my name on the roster in the pavilion, and what I will do from now on has nothing to do with the Star Picking Pavilion." ”

Xu Qingfeng hurriedly said: "Little junior brother, don't be confused, how can you avenge your master now for your cultivation?

Song Yanming gave the second senior brother a smile and said, "Second senior brother, I understand. I've figured out what to do, and you can rest assured I won't do such a stupid thing. ”

Hua Qingchi was relieved to see him say this, and said to all the junior brothers and sisters present: "Then let's do it according to the master's letter." Second Senior Brother, you inform the nearby monks and sects, and say that I will succeed as the master of the Star Picking Pavilion, and the Star Picking Pavilion will be sealed for twenty years. ”

Song Yanming listened to him and turned to leave.

Star Picking Pavilion Lord Song Qiuhong made a fight for the "Cloud Steaming Daze Spectrum" in Yunwu Mountain The death of Yunmengze Sect Master Zhong Fanmiao, although no outsiders knew, it still slowly spread among the monks. And Zhong Fanmiao himself spread the news not for anything else, he killed the person, if Song Qiuhong's descendants and disciples are looking for someone to take revenge, it is good to know who to take revenge, isn't it.

This news was soon known to Song Yanming, who came out of the Star Pavilion, so he finally climbed to the top of Yunwu Mountain on the seventh day after Song Qiuhong's death, looking at Yun Mengze hidden in the clouds and mist, in the south of the mountain, and gritted his teeth.

Song Yanming sat on the top of Yunwu Mountain for five days. On the sixth day, Song Yanming, who had a thin face, dull eyes, and messy hair, finally stood up and looked at the south and muttered: "Master, I'm sorry, I can't do it, I can't worship the person who killed you as a teacher, I can't face the enemy who killed you every day, and I have to pretend to be a well-behaved disciple and call him Master." It took me five days to forget that I was a disciple of the Star Picking Pavilion, trying to forget that I was your disciple, but I still couldn't!" he howled in pain, pulling his hair hard, controlling the thought of jumping off this cliff.

Just when Song Yanming finally couldn't control himself and wanted to end his pain and follow his master, a broad palm was on his shoulder and held him down, and at the same time, a gentle voice sounded in his ears: "Young man, there is nothing that you can't get through, why don't you think about finding a short-sighted? You must know that although it is difficult to live, if you die so easily, you don't even have a chance to regret it." ”

Song Yanming turned around abruptly and saw a middle-aged man standing beside him with a very gentle smile, the middle-aged man did not look at him, but looked at Yun Mengze from a distance between the misty clouds and mist under the mountain.

Song Yanming woke up from his previous excitement, anger, chagrin, and self-blame, and got up and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Thank you, sir, for mentioning something." As he spoke, he sat back down in the gazebo and continued to close his eyes.

The middle-aged man looked at the calm young man and nodded slightly, in fact, he had been on the mountain for several days, but he didn't make a sound to disturb this young man who was fighting against him, he also wanted to see how far this child could go.

Two people, one big and one small, sit facing each other in the gazebo, and one sits for a day. In the early morning of the next day, Song Yanming's eyelids, whose eyes were tightly closed, jumped, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat. But he immediately closed his eyes again, and then the middle-aged man spoke, "Little doll, what are you doing?"

Song Yanming opened his mouth and said: "I'm trying to forget that I have a grudge against someone, and then worship him as a teacher, learn his skills, and then kill him." ”

Of course, the perennial man knew what he was talking about, and laughed and said, "Then why are you working so hard? Isn't it possible to find a more powerful master to take revenge?"

Song Yanming opened his eyes this time and looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Is there any other place in this world where you can learn the "Cloud Steaming Daze Spectrum"?"

The middle-aged man looked at Song Yanming's eyes and said, "No one has stipulated that only he, Zhong Fanmiao, can teach you the "Cloud Steaming Daze Spectrum" in this world?"