Four days later, Dao and Zhenren saw the figure standing there from a distance at the cliff where their brothers had cultivated together, and they were a little relieved.

At least, there were no accidents with Doyoung Zhenren.

If there is an accident, there will inevitably be another upheaval.

Wouldn't this huge sect become a mess because of this?

Even if there is Qinjiang, I'm afraid I have more than enough strength to do it.

Perhaps this year's winter came very early, and it snowed in Kunlun Mountain.

Snowflakes fell slowly from the sky, as if they were very attached to the arms of the sky mother, and they were reluctant to leave.

On the cliff, there is a figure standing here, a single figure. The white robe made a hunting sound with the blowing north wind. The cold wind ran down the robe, eroding the man's body. However, the man did not move, as if only the bone-chilling temperature could keep him awake.

Or perhaps, even this cold and bone-chilling temperature is still not comparable to the temperature in that person's heart.

On the hillside facing the cliff, two people stood side by side, holding umbrellas, looking at the lonely back, silent.

"Son, go see your master. ”

Dao and Zhenren handed Qin Jiang a fur cloak, but his eyes still followed the figure in the distance.

Daoying Zhenren often mentions Qinjiang in front of Daohe Zhenren, and he is always full of praise for him, so he almost praises Qinjiang to the sky. However, Daoying Zhenren did not lie about it. Qinjiang is indeed a genius. Dao and Zhenren also understood Qinjiang's talents in the process of assisting Qinjiang later, and they already knew that their senior brother was not exaggerating, so they also admired Qinjiang.

In Dao and Zhenren's hearts, he has always felt that he, the senior brother, regards Qinjiang as the heir to his mantle and his own children.

The most touching thing in the world, the friendship between father and son is naturally one of them. Now Qu Laojiu's death makes it difficult for his senior brother to let go. Senior brother values Qinjiang so much, maybe Qinjiang to persuade it, maybe it will be useful.

“... Yes, Uncle Shi. ”

Qin Jiang took the fur cloak handed over by Dao and Zhenren, and handed the umbrella in his hand to Dao and Zhenren.

After receiving the instructions from his uncle, he walked along the mountain road alone, and gradually approached the figure at the cliff, who seemed to have no attachment.

Although the words of Dao and Zhenren are said from the standpoint of an elder, I also hope that Qin Jiang will care about Daoying Zhenren as a junior, not as a disciple.

But some things are just a hope.

Although Qin Jiang also heard the true thoughts of Dao and Zhenren, he treated it as an order.

After all, since Qin Jiang suffered extremely serious internal injuries, the heart knot was planted in Qin Jiang's heart.

Moreover, since then, Qinjiang is no longer as close to Doyoung as before. The relationship between the disciple and the master is no different from that of ordinary sects. From the bottom of his heart, Qin Jiang still has some complaints, or resentments against Daoying Zhenren, since Mengyu told him some things. In addition, later, the same situation was discovered in Qin Jue, and he had endured inhuman internal injuries and torture for the past eight years, which deepened Qin Jiang's resentment towards Daoying Zhenren.

He didn't understand that he had...

Why would anyone else...

Qin Jue is only a seven-year-old child!

However, Qin Jiang never asked why.

He knew that it would be in vain. Even if he asked, Daoying Zhenren wouldn't necessarily tell himself, so it was better not to ask for this boring.

Now Dao and Zhenren let him send clothes to Dao Ying Zhen, which is something he often did when he was close to Dao Ying Zhenren in the past.

But now Qin Jiang is still a little unhappy in his heart.

After all, how can such a stalk that hurts people so much in my heart be easily erased?

Maybe the heavens are going to be right with Qinjiang, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the wind is blowing stronger and stronger, so that people can't open their eyes.

Moreover, the more you move towards the cliff, the more difficult it becomes.

Originally, there was half a foot of snow on the road, but suddenly the snow fell even more!

Soon, it was a foot deep, which made it more difficult.

finally braved the wind and snow and walked to the cliff.

Although it was a cold winter, it was so hot that Qinjiang was sweating profusely.

Qin Jiang looked at the lonely back standing on the cliff from afar, alone, letting the north wind mixed with snow lift his robe, but he did not move.

I don't know why, it's a little sour.

Looking at it again, Daoying Zhenren's hair was as white as snow, and Qin Jiang began to feel a feeling of pain spreading out in his heart. At first, it was just a trickle, but later it was like a rolling river, whistling by.

I remember the first time I saw Master, Master was still so radiant, his face was full of red light, and even his hair was black. It's just that there are a few naughty silver threads hidden in the black hair.

At that time, I would often laugh at Master as an old man.

And the master always laughed and did not say anything, or directly admitted that he was an old man.

I didn't expect nearly 20 years to pass in a flash.

At that time, I was a prophecy.

Master is old, Master is really old, when he is willful.

Qin Jiang originally wanted to approach Daoying Zhenren and put on a cloak for him.

"Hate me so much!"

Unexpectedly, just three steps away from Daoying Zhenren, Daoying Zhenren suddenly spoke.

Not a question, but an exclamation.

In just four words, there is no other word, so short, so sharp, so to the point.

“... Why hate?"

When Qin Jiang heard this, he was stunned. The pace that should have been moving forward stopped. It was as if his feet had been nailed to the ground, and his legs were filled with lead, making it difficult to move.

was stunned for a while, and then slowly spit out four words.

Hearing Daoying Zhenren's words, Qin Jiang didn't know how to describe his feelings. It's like overturning a five-flavor bottle, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, all intricately intertwined and intertwined in it......

"Hahaha... Qinjiang, don't you really have a little resentment against me as a master in your heart?"

Daoying Zhenren seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and at the end of the laugh, it was like a sharp blade.

Maybe it's because I feel sad in my heart, and even the affectionate name for Qinjiang is useless.

"To say no, that's false. Qin Jiang didn't understand Master, why did he treat Qin Jiang like this? Qin Jiang did not commit an unpardonable sin, but Master treated Qin Jiang so harshly. This should also be a rare anecdote in the world, right? Could it be that in order for Qinjiang to accept Xiao Jue, the master must mean more than that, right?"

Since the words have come to this point, it is useless to have any extra emptiness and grievances, so simply open the skylight and say something bright. Qin Jiang also did not hide it, and asked the questions that had been suppressed in his heart for eight years, hoping that he could get a reasonable explanation.

"Sure enough, Qinjiang is still smart, and the sect is in your hands, that's right. ”

Although Qin Jiang asked, Daoying Zhenren did not answer Qin Jiang's question immediately, but sighed about his wise choice.

"Qinjiang, you didn't guess wrong. It was indeed not just for Qin Jue that he did that, but also for more important things, and this matter is related to the secrets of the sect!"

Doyoung's tone suddenly became heavy.

It's a big secret!

It's even about the secrets of this faction?!

This really scared Qinjiang!

Huan Qinjiang has good concentration and is very smart, but he still can't connect these things.

It's like a mess of chess pieces scattered on a chessboard, and there is no prototype of even a basic chess game, so how can this game of chess be played?

"It's a long story. As early as nearly fifty years ago, the sect lost the treasure of the town sect - two volumes of music scores and nine spars. This is a treasure handed down by my ancestor, but for some reason it was known to thieves on the rivers and lakes. Taking advantage of the New Year, the faction celebrated and relaxed its vigilance to steal the treasure. Since then, the treasure of the town faction has not been heard from. It wasn't until about seven or eight years later that we learned that the treasure of our faction had appeared on the rivers and lakes. Under the throne of your master, there are a total of nine disciples, and only me and your uncle are left in the sect, and the rest are sent to the bottom of the mountain, to investigate and secretly visit, hoping to recapture the treasure. In order to prevent the sect from turmoil, this matter was listed as a major secret of the sect. Except for your ancestor and our nine senior brothers, no one in the sect knows about it. At that time, in order to give an explanation to the sect, your ancestor crossed out the names of your third uncle to ninth uncle from the "Jingting Genealogy". Tell the public that they have no intention of continuing to cultivate in the Jingting Sect and plan to return to the world. Since then, these uncles of yours have often returned to the sect to report back on the situation on the pretext of visiting the master. It's a pity that the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and for a long time, nothing was found. Qu Laojiu is not your ninth uncle's real name, this is just a nickname given to him between our senior brothers. Of our nine brothers, he was the best at composing music, and we gave him such a nickname. His original name was Huo Yundu, Dao Du, and he was the youngest closed disciple under your ancestor's throne, and he was also your ancestor's favorite disciple. But... But... However, he and the other brothers and sisters met with misfortune and lost their lives at the hands of others!"

Daoying Zhenren told the story of the year.

Speaking of the back, it seems to have touched the sore spot of Daoying Zhenren again, and his voice was choked.

"Uncle Shi, how could they ......?"

Qin Jiang couldn't believe his ears, things were far beyond his imagination.

Although Qin Jiang knew that Qu Laojiu and those who returned with him that time were all his uncles, the rest were really the first time they heard Daoying Zhenren talk about it. For a long time, Qin Jiang thought that those uncles sent back to see them for various reasons, because they wanted to tell these brothers about what they had seen and heard, and to contact and contact their feelings, but they didn't expect that there was such a deep meaning involved.

"Last night, your Dao Master Immortal passed away. ”

Maybe he wanted to suppress his sad emotions, and Daoying Zhenren said every word when he spoke.

"However, since it is necessary to take back what this sect should have, how can the uncles be subjected to accidents?"

Qin Jiang listened to it for so long, but he still didn't understand what the entanglement was.