"Master was furious about this, blaming you for not taking good care of the small world, losing your little junior brother, punishing you for facing the wall for a thousand years, and he also personally went to the earth to find it, but found nothing. I was going to admit my mistake to Master, but seeing that he was so angry, I was afraid that Master would punish me heavily if he found out, so I didn't dare to tell him the truth. "Qingyun Road.

The pocket small world, although the space inside is very small, but the space treasures that can hold living people, his level is much higher than the storage ring, so he can't be put into the storage equipment, he can only be wrapped in a cloth bag by Qingshan and carried on his body, from leaving Qinglong Mountain to finding Baicao Star and settling down, during which many years have passed, Qingshan and Qingyun are not always following Baicao Zhenren, and there are many battles, that pocket small world has left Qingshan's side several times, and there are many opportunities to be dropped, so neither Baicao Zhenren nor Qingshan have ever suspected Qingyun.

For more than a thousand years, Qingshan often remembered the reason why he was punished, but he never figured out how the pocket small world was dropped, and he never suspected Qingyun's body, the three brothers are like brothers, how could they do such a thing? I didn't expect that today I finally figured out the truth, it was really the second junior brother who was excluded by myself first, if it weren't for the fact that this matter had passed for thousands of years, and things had already been wrong, Qingshan would definitely slap his palm on the second junior brother's body.

If Qingyun had confessed the truth earlier, with the cultivation of the Baicao Zhenren Mahayana period, even if he had searched over and over again with his divine sense around Qinglong Mountain, he would have been able to find the whereabouts of the little junior brother, and the master would not have to fly to the immortal realm early with regrets.

"You...... You......" Qingshan was so angry that his hands trembled, and he pointed at Qingyun, not knowing what to say to him.

Qingyun closed his eyes, his face showed a painful color, as if he was recalling the unbearable past, and as if he was slowly uncovering his scars, and said for a long time: "Because of fear, because of guilt, the matter of the little junior brother has slowly become my heart disease, and it has become my heart demon, and since then my cultivation has almost stagnated." Before Master ascended, he passed on the head of the sect to me, and seeing that my cultivation was too low, he managed to raise my cultivation to the stage of distraction. It's a pity that my heart disease has not been eliminated for thousands of years, and the demons in my heart have become more and more serious. ”

Qingshan understands Baicao Zhenren's thoughts very well, everyone has selfishness, Baicao Zhenren is no exception, Baicao Hall is the brainchild of Baicao Zhenren, and he is not willing to leave him to others. The little junior brother Qingfeng disappeared, and he was punished again, and the position of head could only be passed to Qingyun, and he was afraid that Qingyun's cultivation was too low to suppress the other three elders, so he tried to find a way to raise Qingyun's cultivation to the distraction period before leaving. It's just that people are not as good as heaven, and Qingyun's cultivation is stagnant, which eventually leads to the weak lord and the strong minister, and there are still problems with the sect.

Anyone can have jealousy, some people just think about it, some people will turn jealousy into motivation to encourage themselves, but some people will use jealousy as a reason to harm others, the second junior brother is still not good enough after all, he did not control his jealousy, and did something that everyone regretted.

The longevity of the distraction period is at least four or five thousand years, and Qingyun is now less than half, if it is just a stagnation in cultivation, it will not affect Qingyun's appearance, but looking at Qingyun's current appearance, the old dragon clock, it is obviously the same as the consumption of longevity, what is going on?

Aoyama asked, "Then what's the matter with your appearance?"

Qingyun said: "Sometimes I think, since I hurt my junior brother, then I will compensate him with this life, if I can die with him, maybe I can eliminate a trace of my sins." I remember that the master gave the little junior brother a thousand longevity pills, knowing that the little junior brother's lifespan is a thousand years, as the millennium approaches, I think that the little junior brother's longevity will be exhausted, and finally trapped in the pocket world, my inner demons are becoming more and more serious, maybe in a few years I still can't see the little junior brother, I will really accompany him to die of old age. ”

It turns out that it's all the same thing, and it's also the fault of the demon in his heart, judging from Qingyun's old face, maybe it's really as he said, it won't take a few years to completely die of old age. Qingshan looked at Qingyun, he could feel the pain of his junior brother, and he could also understand the suffering that Qingyun had suffered over the years, his cultivation had stagnated for thousands of years, and God's punishment for him was not heavy.

After holding back his heart for a thousand years, he finally got to talk about it today, Qingyun seemed to be really relieved, and the originally heavy twilight on his body also dissipated a lot at this moment, he looked at the breeze and said: " Little junior brother, all this is my own fault, I hurt you, I'm sorry for you, I don't ask for your forgiveness, I don't have the face to beg for your forgiveness, I just hope you don't have a knot in your heart for Baicaotang and Master because of my affairs, now Baicaotang is in trouble, it is the time to employ people, I hope you can take over Baicaotang, lead everyone out of the predicament, and carry forward the sect left by Master. ”

After Qingyun finished speaking, he looked at Qingfeng with hope, waiting for Qingfeng's statement. In the past thousand years, he has dreamed countless times that his little junior brother died alone, and he has imagined the tragic fate of his junior brother countless times, but he never dared to hope that there would be today's situation.

Fortunately, the final result was better than imagined, and in the end, the little junior brother did not have an accident, but embarked on the path of cultivation, and went further than them, knowing this, he was content. If I can see my little brother again, I will have no regrets in this life, return Baicaotang to him, and go to find a no-man's corner to wait for death, and forgive my last bit of sin.

Qingshan is also looking at Qingfeng, the master has never taken his punishment to heart because of this matter, Qingshan has never taken it to heart, he just doesn't like the mundane affairs of the sect very much, this thousand years of retreat and cultivation without distractions, but because of the blessing of misfortune, he has gained a huge harvest in cultivation, and the punishment of facing the wall for thousands of years is only good for him and not bad, Qingshan has nothing to resent towards Qingyun, but I don't know if the little junior brother will forgive Qingyun for hurting him.

Qingshan knew how serious the mistake Qingyun had made, and he also understood how traumatic this incident had caused Qingfeng, but he still hoped that Qingfeng could forgive Qingyun, no matter how angry he was, no matter how he punished Qingyun, he only hoped that Qingfeng would not be jealous anymore, and only hoped that Qingfeng could get rid of this knot and forgive Qingyun.

The master is not there, the two junior brothers are his closest people, he doesn't want to see his two junior brothers estranged because of this incident, and he doesn't want to see the three brothers become strangers again, and finally part ways, Qingshan looked at Qingfeng, his eyes were full of anticipation.