Two days passed quickly, Jingqi Zhenjun walked out of the cave early in the morning, he was really going to leave, he was actually quite reluctant to be here, he wanted to enter the sect at the age of five, and he stayed for so many years, he took off the sword and came to the main peak, as soon as he entered the sect, he came here directly, and was accepted by the master.

He walked down from the flying sword, step by step along the steps of the main peak, the monk on guard saw that it was him, these days that incident has also spread all over the main peak, no one knows it, the two monks just hesitated and retreated, Jingqi Zhenjun seemed to be in his own world, remembering how he walked into the main peak thousands of years ago.

Step by step, ignorance at the time, he was the first disciple of the master, but he didn't expect to be the only disciple, since the beginning, the master taught himself hand in hand, treated himself like his child, he guided himself to grow up little by little, but he only became his own leader, and did not see himself grow up.

Jing Qi Zhenjun looked up at the place he walked to, sat down, this is his cave on the main peak, and it is also the place where the master grew up with him, everyone asked him, why didn't he go to the peak to find a cave to practice when he reached the Yuan infant stage, but wanted to be here, that is because, this is the master's cave mansion, it is the cave mansion where he grew up, he is reluctant!

Alas, sighed softly, even if he went to Zhaoyang Peak, he would come over from time to time to take a look, the master was not only his master, but also treated by him as a relative,. For example, he entered the sect at the age of five, and now it has been a thousand years, and his relatives in the secular world have long been out of news, and now like Huang Song, it is actually the master's family!

In the memory, he has pushed open the door of the cave, the small cave is actually divided into two rooms, the one outside he put his things into the storage bag, he knows in his heart, he doesn't know when he comes back, he just hates that he can't take away this cave full of memories of the master!

sighed, pushed open the cave that had not been opened for a long time, there was still the appearance of the master in it, his hands were rubbing on those tables and chairs, even the cups on the table were still the same as the master before he went out, he always felt that if he put it like this, the master would come back again, but how many years have passed, the master has not been able to come back.

Jing Qi Zhenjun's heart became more and more sad, he thought that he could keep it like this all the time, but now he knew that this was already a luxury, and he still had to take it away! He had been cleaning up the dust before, but now the dust was already very thick, he raised his hand, and made a clean decision, as he had used it countless times in the past thousand years, looking at the spotless cave after the magic trick, Jing Qi sat on the chair, as if the master was still there," Master, the chess is leaving today, and I don't know what year and month it will be when I come back, the only concern for the chess here is you, the chess is not willing to let you, and the chess also knows that you are not willing to accept this sect, but master, it is selfish to send the chess to you, or I still have to take you away, otherwise the chess does not know if this place will be demolished by them after I leave. ”

He knelt there on his knees, calmly knocked three times, got up again, began to clean up one by one, picked up the cup on the table with both hands, sighed, two cups on the table, this is still the master before going out and poured a small cup with his friends, left too hurriedly, even the cup was not collected, he still remembered that the master was very eager to say goodbye to his friends that day, when he was outside the door, across the formation, he couldn't hear the sound inside, until he saw the master come out, patted him on the shoulder three times, and then left, leaving only a back for him, but the master came back was already a mutilated corpse, killed by the demon beast, how many nightsHe seemed to be able to hear the master's screams, but when he woke up again, he knew that it was just an illusion.

The master of the year was just a Jindan monk, Jing Qi Zhenjun sadly held the cup in his hand and couldn't help himself, holding the cup in his hand as if it was about to be crushed, his heart hurt! Suddenly, immersed in sadness, his hand hurt slightly, and suddenly he woke up, the cup in his hand was broken, and Jing Qi Zhenjun's heart was about to break, this is, this is what the master left behind!

He trembled and wanted to gather the fragments together, but he was stunned, looking at the blood on the fragments of the cup, and was stunned, what is this?

What he could see was a smear of black and shiny blood, this was his blood? He looked at the red blood on his finger and the black blood on the cup, which was not right!

Jing Qi Zhenjun raised his head suddenly, his eyes showed an incredible look, after a thousand years! For the first time, he realized that he might have been wrong all along!

He stood up calmly, no! It can't be like this! Master! Wait a minute, Jing Qi Zhenjun carefully wrapped the fragments of the cup, and then glanced around, he suddenly understood something, but he knew that he couldn't show anything now, because he was still in Minghua Sect!

All the nostalgia before seemed to have disappeared without a trace at this moment! Jing Qi Zhenjun closed his eyes and began to quickly pack up his things, not letting go of every corner! He felt that with the cautious character of the master, he must have left something, surely! He used the divine sense of the Yuanying monk to quickly scan every corner and every wall! Suddenly, he was stunned, and he walked step by step as if he was tormented, until he walked there, lifted the roof, and carefully took out an item and put it in the storage bag! He hated himself, why would he ignore the hint that the master gave him before leaving the door!

After making sure that everything had been cleaned up, Jingqi Zhenjun did not come out of the cave until the next morning, he looked back at the cave again, and then stepped on the flying sword and came to the top of Zhaoyang Peak, waiting quietly.

And as far as his eyes could see, it was, one, two, three... Seventeen monks, no more, no less! Jing Qi Zhenjun said three times in a row, "Good! Good! Good!" He knew that he was not wrong about them! One is no more, one is not less!

Although it seems that it is very barren there, but with them, Jing Qi Zhenjun feels that he is very worthwhile! He looked to the other side, and angrily kicked the sulking Huang Song, "Huang Song, you come!

Huang Song raised his head in surprise and looked at him in disbelief, "Really! You finally agreed! Great! Let's go! Don't pack up, my things have already been packed, even if you don't let me follow me today! Hmph! You are my ancestor, I will go wherever you go!"

Jing Qi Zhenjun had already decided to leave here with this junior of his master after yesterday, and now that he is willing to follow him, it would be even better! While the other disciples, Jing Qi Zhenjun refused, "Zhu Hong, you don't have to go with me, you can send me a message at any time if you have something! No matter whether you worship others as teachers in the future, or continue to stay, I won't mind, and do as you like!"

Jingqi Zhenjun left, Zhu Hong and the others knelt there until they couldn't see any trace of their group, and it didn't take long for another group of people to leave Minghuazong and quietly follow them!