Qingyang Daoren, since that day to watch the battle on the mountain, five years have not come down the mountain, and the news about Sima Changkong, has gradually depressed, Xiaoyaosan occasionally returned to the temple, but never knew the whereabouts of the younger brothers and sisters.

Until later, the news of the two was rarely rumored in the rivers and lakes, and the people of Qingyang Dao sighed when they learned it, thinking that Sima Changkong was fighting with others, never under the sword of others, or making too many enemies, and was besieged to death by others, and sighed: "The world is just like this, no matter how beautiful you are, you will inevitably lose your life."

Since then, please Yang Dao people, has been a green light as a companion, unexpectedly after the free scattered people left five years, did not return once, Qingyang Taoist people, care about the friendship of the same door, several times down the mountain to inquire, not only Sima Changkong and his wife have no news, even the free scattered people have no one to see, the heart regrets.

Until he went down the mountain again, he met Ling Xiao, who was wiped out, and brought him back to the temple, reciting that he had quite a backbone, so he taught martial arts.

"Sumeru Temple" is not a big temple, no one worships alms and repairs, it has been weathered by rain for a long time, and the monks in the temple have gradually gone clean and found another place, only the master and apprentice rely on each other.

Until one day, the Xiaoyaosan people returned to the temple again, which made the Qingyang Dao people happy, and hurriedly led Ling Xiao to meet him.

The two brothers have not seen each other for more than ten years, and they have all changed their appearance, Qingyang Taoist people, because they do not go down the mountain all day long, meditate on meditation, and their hearts are like stopping water, although they are rare in ancient times, they are still quite energetic.

There are many people in Qingyang Dao, who are quite old, and they should be old and wrinkled, but they do the opposite, their faces are full of water, and their brains are bright.

Qingyang Dao people know that this is due to the fact that the senior brother has reached a superior state by practicing the "Heavenly Shadow Divine Skill", and the character of the Xiaoyaosan people is becoming more and more cheerful, so witty, and no longer as rigid and pedantic as before, so it is more in line with the nickname of "Xiaoyaosanren".

After staying for a few days, Qingyang Dao people knew that the state of mind of the senior brother was far from being comparable to others, and he was no longer the stupid "crop man" of the year.

It wasn't until ten years later that Ling Xiao saw his master and uncle again, and until now he didn't know where the news of his master and uncle was, because they were also used to it.

Until Ling Xiao was twenty-five years old, the people of Qingyang Dao saw that Ling Xiao's martial arts had been passed on, and they were relieved in their hearts and ordered Ling Xiao to go down the mountain to practice.

Let him keep in mind the testament left by the old man of Tianying back then, and Ling Xiao will remember it in his heart, but how often will he go back to the mountain to visit the old teacher.

When I returned to the mountain for the second time, I saw Qingyang Daoren, and took in a disciple, who was much younger than himself, originally Ling Xiao felt that the master was lonely on the mountain, but after having the company of the little junior brother, he was much more relieved.

Watering flowers, planting vegetables, chopping firewood, is also a kind of practice, today Qingyang Dao people, as usual in the yard chopping wood, Ling Xiao down the mountain for some time, listening to the retreat report that the senior brother is back, Qingyang Dao people are very happy, so let Ling Xiao come in to see him.

Although there was no one in sight, there was more than one person who heard the footsteps, and secretly thought: "Who else did the apprentice bring back?" When he got closer and closer, he was surprised, and one person's footsteps were up and down, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow, this footwork was quite similar to that of the senior brother.

When Ling Xiao said that he introduced two friends to him, he was surprised, turned his head curiously, and fixed his eyes on the young man who was unstable in his steps.

Seeing that he was born, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a dignified appearance, he was quite similar to his junior brother Sima Changkong, but he lacked Sima Changkong's arrogant temperament, and he was full of doubts in his heart, so he had the idea of temptation.

Unexpectedly, after some temptation, the relationship with the Heavenly Shadow Gate is quite large, and Zhang Yu's character is quite good, and it is not impossible to return to the door, although there is no need to carry it forward in the future, but it is not disgraceful to the lintel.

Everyone listened, this legend of extinct rivers and lakes, all were surprised, all shocked, Ling Xiao and Zhang Yu, even more imagined, thinking of the ancestor Tianying old man, compassion for the thought, three times "two ancestors" Jiuding real people, the real self-sacrifice for others, all admired.

Thinking of Jiuding Zhenren who was lost and returned, abandoned evil and followed good, and spread justice to future generations, they all sighed.

I also thought of my uncle Sima Changkong, excellent martial arts, proud of the others, but at the most glorious moment, but abandoned the halo on his body and returned to the mountains and forests, so that countless heroes were envious, and countless women longed for their infatuated hearts, all yearning, the two of them were very excited and proud, and after a long time, they calmed down in the quiet room.

And Zhao Lingwei didn't think about it much, but felt that the "stupid boy" next to her could be half as good as Sima Changkong in terms of affection, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn crimson when she thought of this.

But after thinking about it, he put his mind on the old monk in front of him, and knew that this old monk was a Qingyang Daoist, and he felt unusually awkward in his heart.

It's not that I'm delusional about anything else, but I feel that I'm obviously a bald monk with all the green silks, but I call myself a Taoist, which is really an indescribable sense of disobedience.

The three of them looked at each other a few times, and then set their eyes on the Qingyang Daoist, only to see that the Qingyang Daoist, since he finished talking about the ancestor's experience, may have touched the past mind, so that he remembered it, and always bowed his head and was silent.

After another half an hour, he raised his head, looked at Ling and Zhang, and nodded lightly, but Ling Xiao saw Qingyang Daoist, and the crystal tears in his eyes were rolling.

Ling Xiao wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to comfort him, only to hear Zhao Lingwei beside him suddenly say, "Great monk, are you okay?"

Qingyang Dao people are the same generation as He Yunxian, if they often walk around the rivers and lakes, they must be as famous as the "Three Sages", regardless of generation or identity, anyone should be polite to them.

But Zhao Lingwei didn't care at all, opening her mouth was a "surprising" title, if there were outsiders present, she would definitely think that Zhao Lingwei was not sensible.

But these people in front of them, in addition to smiling bitterly in their hearts, when they saw Zhao Lingwei's innocent and smart appearance, they couldn't think of blaming her.

And Qingyang Daoren, I don't seem to care about these at all, so I rarely showed a smile and said to Zhao Lingwei: "Little girl, what can I do, but you have something in your heart."

Zhao Lingwei didn't know what he was referring to, but suddenly thought of herself, her love for Zhang Yu's men and women, and she couldn't help but fly over her cheeks again, and said to Qingyang: "I... What can be in my heart?"

As he spoke, he casually glanced at Zhang Yu, and saw that Zhang Yu was at a loss, and he didn't know why, so he couldn't help but feel secretly angry at Zhang Yu.

Unconsciously, dusk was approaching, the sun had sunk in the west, and the sky was gradually entering twilight.

Qingyang Daoist chatted with Zhang and Ling about martial arts again, and when it came to the black-clothed Dongying people, Qingyang Dao people also attached great importance to it.

Although he rarely walks around the rivers and lakes, when he was learning martial arts, he was determined to be chivalrous and righteous.

Fortunately, he took in a bloody apprentice, which was enough to inherit his mantle and inheritance, and it was not in vain that Jiuding Zhenren's good intentions were in vain.

The two of them nodded yes and chatted until late at night before arranging for their respective rooms to rest.

Although there are few people in the temple, but there are many rooms, one person for everyone, read Zhao Lingwei is a female stream, and the retreat also specially cleaned it, although the room is simple and not comparable to the boudoir above Mount Tai, but in another country can have a clean bedside, it is not bad.

Zhao Lingwei thought of the danger of her parents, and returned to her heart like an arrow, so she came to Zhang Yu early in the morning to say goodbye to the Qingyang Daoist, but there was no figure in the room, and she shouted around, only to see Zhang Yu and Ling Xiao in the other courtyard were competing with swords, and there were Qingyang Daoists standing on the side.

It turned out to be Qingyang Daoist, Nian Ling and Zhang were young and vigorous, although martial arts can also stand alone in the world, but they have not entered the excellent realm, if they meet a peerless master among the people in black in the future, they will inevitably suffer.

It is so that he wants to pass on the tricks and tricks of Jiuding Zhenren to himself to teach the two of them, so as to enhance the cultivation of the two.

Before dawn was awakened by the meditation, explaining the intention, Zhang Yu was overjoyed, when he practiced martial arts with the old man, he pondered it all by his own mind, and the trick that the old man said at that time, he also seemed to understand whether he understood it or not, and he realized a few points by relying on his not weak skills.

He knew that he was still far behind the old man, and that day on Mount Tai, although he had learned He Yunxian's "chivalrous swordsmanship", he had a deeper understanding of swordsmanship, and he could rely on a set of peerless swordsmanship and palm techniques he had learned to win a few hard battles.

But I still feel that I have failed to practice the beginner's swordsmanship into the highest realm and meet a real master, I am afraid it will be difficult to win, it is rare for the master to have the heart to give guidance, coupled with the dismantling of Lingxiao's profound swordsmanship, and concentrate on practice, it is bound to take the martial arts to a higher level.