However, the world is not all as it should be, and fate is always fond of shaping bizarre corners, deleting and supplementing where no one knows, whether it has changed beyond recognition, and the wheel of history will continue.

Just when Yun Qingyu was about to return to Guanzhong with her newly recruited apprentices, something happened that she didn't expect - thousands of Xianbei cavalry who came out to fight Caogu (loot the people) surrounded the villages and towns.

In addition to slaughtering the residents of the villages and towns, these rude and arrogant Hu people also had shameful ill intentions towards her, a monk, so that she had to start killing again and stain her clothes with blood.

During the fierce battle and escape, Yun Qingyu hid the girl Qinghui in a broken temple outside the town, and led the pursuers away alone.

But when she fought and retreated, threw off the cavalry of the Hu people's brigade, and returned to the ruined temple, she saw Qinghui's petite body lying in a pool of blood, and another ragged figure next to her was silently eating the dry food she left for Qinghui.

There is no doubt that the other party is also a poor man who has been victimized by the war and has no home, driven by extreme hunger, and brutally killed Qinghui in order to fight for rations that are not worth a few copper plates.

So that this is likely to bury the good seedlings that Jing Zhai will continue to carry forward and be extremely aggrieved and worthless!

If the other party is a strong and high-spirited man, Yun Qingyu will definitely wield his sword ruthlessly, not only to avenge his beloved, but also to let this scumbag demon who is mad and kills young children receive the punishment he deserves, so that he will not harm others again.

But the other party is a three-year-old girl who is younger than Qinghui, and when Yun Qingyu was heartbroken by Qinghui's misfortune, she couldn't be ruthless to execute this young innocent, and she was still ignorant. Poor murderer of black and white, right and wrong!

What made Yun Qingyu even more unbelievable was that. At the first glance of the three-year-old girl. She firmly attracted the other party's cold and indifferent but pure and flawless eyes, and gave birth to telepathy with them, strong and clear!

Then, after feeling the amazing aura contained in this unclothed and unkempt three-year-old girl, Yun Qingyu's first thought was: This is an excellent disciple with potential several times stronger than Qinghui, which is rare in a hundred years!

However, then, his gaze swept over Qinghui's young corpse lying in a pool of blood again. Especially the cruel scene of the back of his neck smashed into a small stone with bloody flesh and blood, Yun Qingyu's irrepressible heart was frightened: he was so ruthless and decisive at a young age, unscrupulous means, ...... in the future?

Yun Qingyu couldn't help but give birth to an equally ruthless and decisive thought - if she couldn't guide this little girl to be good and on the right path, she must be destroyed, otherwise once she was discovered by the people in the Demon Gate, there would be an earth-shattering demon in the world in the near future......

With this thought, Yun Qingyu was even more shocked to discover. The girl, who had been silently nibbling on dry food, seemed to sense her killing intent and suddenly stopped eating. Slowly raised his head and stared at her steadily, without any emotional fluctuations in his big cold eyes.

Through the inexplicable telepathy with the girl, Yun Qingyu suddenly understood why she had telepathy with this girl?

If the telepathy between her and Qinghui stems from the very similar purity of the hearts of both sides, then the spiritual resonance between her and the three-year-old girl stems from the indifference and ruthlessness at the core of both natures, as well as the pride of contempt.

Although it has been many years since she took off the costume of "Cihang Fairy", as the inheritor of Cihang Jingzhai, one of the people who practice immortal fetus, and is closest to the Heavenly Dao and Immortal Yuan, she has always been above the top of all living beings, looking down on the sea of suffering in the world.

Ironically, after once again lifting the veil of hypocrisy of his own nature and realizing this cruel truth, Yun Qingyu not only did not feel terrible in his Zen heart, but was faintly relieved, and his Zen skills reached a higher level.

In the end, she made a decision that made her heart palpitations, regrets, and even self-doubts, and tormented for the next ten years - to bring the girl who was cold in her bones back to Cihang Jingzhai, put her in the mountain gate, and carefully taught......

Scenes of the past rushed through the earth of the soul like a flood again, and Yun Qingyu stared at the tea forest in front of him again.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly: "Every life is a touching story, representing people's efforts to make fun in this boundless sea of suffering.

For the most part, we spend our time in a state of confusion, dreamlike unreal. Only at a certain moment, when we are triggered and stimulated by something, can our spirit suddenly rise, shatter the dreamy feeling, clearly feel our existence, and everything in front of us is "real" again, becoming an unforgettable fragment of a lifetime, and also giving meaning to life.

Maybe the day you and I first met, that event, was a unique experience in our lives that we will never forget together!"

After a pause, Yun Qingyu said word by word: "Therefore, for the sake of the teacher, I specially let you inherit the name of Qinghui, and take the surname Fan, I hope you will take it as a warning and be compassionate." ”

Then his voice softened, "Originally, with your attainments in kendo and Zen law, you could start to enter the world to practice a few years ago, but because the teacher had concerns, he put it off again and again, and this time he also pushed the boat with the current......

Throwing a young leaf into the bamboo luo again, Fan Qinghui straightened up in the tea forest, handed the bamboo luo full of new tea to Yun Qingyu without saying a word, and wanted to take the empty bamboo luo she brought.

Yun Qingyu and his lover made eye contact, and an indescribable strange feeling surged in his heart, as if he had come into contact with a vast and boundless mysterious and immeasurable spiritual world.

I don't know when it was difficult for Yun Qingyu to sense the changes in the mind of his beloved disciples with the Zen heart at the peak level of [Heart and Soul], and all he could sense was the unfathomable spiritual and spiritual power of his beloved disciples day by day.

If such a superlative achievement appeared in any disciple except her, Yun Qingyu would only feel extremely relieved and satisfied, and firmly believed that the mission of Cihang Jingzhai would reach new heights due to an unprecedented outstanding successor.

But when she appeared in front of Fan Qinghui, Yun Qingyu always felt a hidden worry that she was about to get out of control!

In a moment of melancholy, Yun Qingyu gently pressed the hand that was holding the edge of the bamboo luo by his lover, shook his head slightly, and said softly: "I'll do the rest." You go to the sword room and choose an ancient sword. Straight out of the trail......

There is a 'Jingci Nunnery' in the northern wilderness of Chang'an City. Secret and dilapidated, survived by the decree of banning Buddhism promulgated by Yu Wenyong, you go to find the Ciyin Shitai in the nunnery, she will tell you the latest news. ”

Fan Qinghui's calm and distant beautiful eyes rippled slightly, revealing a hint of interest, and asked lightly: "Could it be that something big has happened recently that made those monks rush to the fire?"

The sound is crisp and pleasant, like the sound of heaven.

Yun Qingyu smiled bitterly: "He Shibi was snatched away by the people in the Demon Gate. Master Jiaxiang, Emperor Heart Venerable, and Master Wisdom joined forces to pursue for several days, until they entered Sichuan and Shu in the west, but they still failed to recapture the treasure.

That person's martial arts are so high, needless to say!

Therefore, the Zen master of the Pure Mind Monastery hurried to Sichuan and Shu to participate in the interception of ......"

Fan Qinghui's eyes were even more interested, almost eager to try, and the sharp light loomed, "I hope he is a good sword test stone!"

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Xingyang Banzhu ferry, turbid waves surging.

Standing alone in the cool, moist and vibrant spring breeze, Xiang Yutian holds a precision compass made of brass in his hand. The evil and inexplicable sharp gaze carries the meaning of scrutiny and inquiry. Lingering on the surging Yellow River and its banks.

From time to time, according to the position of the compass, he calculated for a moment, or closed his eyes and concentrated his attention, as if he was trying to sense something with a strange demon seed that penetrated the sky and the earth and implied incredible power.

Suddenly, he turned to Yutian and faced the southwest, and a pair of tiger eyes flashed, as if they wanted to bet on a certain place in Sichuan and Shu through thousands of mountains and rivers and infinite space.

frowned slightly, and muttered to himself, "It shouldn't be...... How did this kid cross that crucial threshold so quickly and advance to the realm of Rusi by leaps and bounds?"

Xuan shook his head and smiled, and sighed: "There are talented people in the country, is it the season of heroes?"

Perhaps, as Sun En said, this world is a very strange place, and the fortune of the days is more like a big pie, in the whole history, one era is too much, and another era will become bleak, and the situation is delicate and difficult to say.

Like the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the rise of hundreds of schools of thought, Lao Zhuang Confucius and Mencius shined, and the later Qin and Han dynasties could only repeat or interpret it, but they could not surpass their predecessors!

However, no matter what era it is, those who can understand the mysteries of creation and transformation and peek into the way of heaven are all heavenly fortunes, all of which are a combination of heaven and earth......

It's a pity that among these many top talents, those who are qualified to break through the void will not survive after all, and the rest will still inevitably turn into decay, and the Yuan Shen will continue to wander in the bitter dreams of one life after another, and it is difficult to extricate himself!"

As he spoke, Xiang Yutian's eyes became more and more inexplicable, and Orr chuckled meaningfully, gathered his mind again, abandoned distracting thoughts, urged the demon seed ability, and continued his unfinished business.

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Facing the breeze sent by the mountainside, a light green dress blows with the wind, indescribably leisurely and elegant, looking down on the clear stream, calmly. The elegantly shaped ancient sword she was holding in her hand added to her heroic spirit, and it seemed to remind others that she had unparalleled swordsmanship in the world.

Suddenly, looking back, she stared at each other with Yun Qingyu, the master on the top of the isolated mountain.

From the perspective of Yun Qingyu, the warm glow of spring is just embedded in the blue sky directly above the beloved disciple's head, bathing her in the gentle moonlight. It also emphasizes that she has a beautiful silhouette that is born from the aura of heaven and earth, like a river mountain.

Yi Yun Qingyu has been in the WTO to practice for several years, and he is used to seeing the beauties of the north and south of the country, and he can't help but feel amazing.

But her "Yan" is so different, it is a kind of natural and incomparable innocence and natural beauty of "clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving".

After a moment, she turned around and walked towards the world beyond the mountain.

For some reason, Yun Qingyu's heart ached slightly, and the many worries about her over the years disappeared without a trace, but instead there was a strong sense of reluctance and reluctance......

If she is left in this empty mountain spirit rain forever, and she is not allowed to come into contact with the slightest filth and dust, will she continue to be so pure and spiritual, and there will never be a risk of going astray?

Although he knew that this was impossible, Yun Qingyu still couldn't help but think so, and with the feelings of gains and losses that he should not have with his own Zen cultivation, he slowly turned around and went to the tea forest.

Moved by emotion, moved by thought, Yun Qingyu suddenly thought: Perhaps, I should accept another disciple...... (To be continued.) )