In front of the cliff not far away, there is a grass house.

The mountain wind in front of the cliff is cold, and when you look up, the clouds and mist are only in front of you, and it is cold and gloomy.

Jingye has been sitting here for forty years.

Qin Xianyu had never been here, and he had never heard of Jing Ye's deeds before, but Jing Ye's mentor had fallen not long ago, and he had nothing to do with himself. Among the six disciples, five accompanied him, and none of them were spared, and now among the ancient disciples, there is only one Jingye Zhenren who was injured in his early years and cultivated as a broken one.

Regarding the dislike of the first seat of the veins, Qin Xianyu knew a little more.

Originally, Qin Xianyu himself was an outsider, he was still young, and his Taoism was mediocre, but he had obtained the rank of a generation of disciples and obtained the position of the first seat of the ten veins, which made people angry. And for him, in the middle of this journey, he had already folded a six-turn immortal who had touched the triple realm of the sect, and he was even more dissatisfied with Qin Xianyu, an outsider.

Now that Qin Xianyu has been able to inherit the Shouzheng Sword, most of them are because the real person in charge of the sect has the intention to eliminate the dislike of the head of the veins and his disciples.

Qingfeng said on the side: "When Uncle Jingye went out, he fought with people, and the cultivation of the two was similar, and the Tao was similar, but relying on the sword technique of this sect, he finally killed the other party, but because of this, he fell to the ground by mistake and inexplicably dissolved the mana. As for the specific details of the inside, the disciple does not know, but I heard that after Uncle Jingye came back from getting out of trouble, his cultivation was damaged, and the foundation was gone. ”

In addition, the Dao Tong said: "Before the real person in charge of the teaching, he said that he was not confused at forty. ”

This boy has not yet returned to the main peak, with the breeze. Qin Xianyu came to this heart.

Out of the heart was a man in a long robe.

The man's clothes were pale colors. White and yellowish. His face was sickly and pale, and with a slight smile, his eyes were peaceful and deep, and he asked, "Who are the two of you?"

Qingfeng bowed down and said: "Disciple Qingfeng, he is a boy who served in the Ancient Sword Treasure Palace, and he was ordered by the master to temporarily serve the little ancestor. ”

The pale man asked suspiciously, "Little Ancestor?"

Qingfeng said: "This is the contemporary disciple of this sect, the first seat of the ten veins. Feathered Immortal Monarch. ”

The pale-faced man was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered his teacher, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he finally sighed.

Then he took a step back, bowed down, and said, "Three generations of disciples Jingye, the first time I see you, don't blame the little uncle." ”

Qin Xianyu stretched out his hand to help him up and said, "Get up." ”

At the beginning of the hand, I felt a sense of weakness.

This disciple of three generations. It's really a loss of cultivation, and even a weak body. It's worse than ordinary people. Seeing that he is sick and weak, but his eyes are indifferent, and his sometimes thoughtful wisdom is not as languishing as rumored, but he has been sitting for many years, and he can't help but be a little sick and pale.

Jing Ye asked, "Little Uncle Ancestor is here, I don't know why?"

The boy behind him said: "The master of the sect said before that Uncle Jingye is intelligent, and it has been forty years since he returned to the sect, which is exactly the right number. The little ancestor has not been acknowledging his ancestors for a long time, and he still has many doubts in his practice. Therefore, when Uncle Ling was reborn, he was confused by the little ancestor. ”

Qin Xianyu didn't understand this very well, but he knew that as long as Jing Ye agreed, he would understand after all.

Jing Ye is a disciple of this sect, and in the face of the order of the real person in charge, he did not dare to slack off, he bowed down and said: "The disciple receives the order." ”

The boy returned the salute, and then saluted Qin Xianyu and said: "The disciple still has miscellaneous matters, so he will go back to the main peak, as for the breeze, he will serve the left and right for the time being, for the little master and uncle to call." ”

Qin Xianyu glanced at Qingfeng and nodded, "Okay." ”

Qingfeng also nodded and said, "Senior brother understands, please go slowly." ”

The boy was commanded to return to the main peak.

Jing Ye turned sideways, stretched out his hand, and said, "Little Uncle Ancestor, please inside." ”

When I entered the inside, I felt a burst of emptiness.

This grass house stands on the edge of the cliff, covering a small area, and there is no formation, but when you enter it, you feel very empty. It's not that there's anything strange about the cottage, it's just that it's empty.

Behind the grass hut is an abyss cliff, unobscured, only facing the long clouds.

The so-called four walls of the house, but that's it.

There were no tables, chairs, no beds, no things for daily use, only an empty, clean room.

"Although the disciple has abolished his cultivation, he also has a foundation after all, his longevity has not decreased, and his ability to rest and eat in Bigu has not disappeared, so many utensils are not needed. Jing Ye laughed in a low voice: "Since it is meditation, there are no external objects here, so the disciple does not have a cup of tea here, not even a chair, so he has to sit down cross-legged, and I hope that the little uncle will not dislike it." ”

Qin Xianyu said: "A grass house, with no external objects, empty, is a quiet place, simple and simple, and it is really a good place for meditation. ”

Qingfeng was silent, he had been on the main peak for some years, and he was used to seeing the ancient sword treasure hall on the main peak, which was truly simple and simple, but it was not empty. And here, it is clear that there is nothing, which is too simple and simple.

"Disciples don't need to eat, don't eat grains, weekdays only in the back of the heart house, facing the cliff, morning meal and dew, calm the mind during the day, sit quietly at night, sometimes there will be four generations of disciples to send Taoist classics, you can read carefully. ”

Jing Ye said, "It's just...... If you want to solve your doubts, I'm afraid it will take a few days. ”

Qin Xianyu smiled slightly: "I don't lack these few days, I won't tell you, this so-called doubt, in fact, I don't know what doubts I have." ”

"You'll always know. Jing Ye smiled faintly and said: "Forty years ago today, I was lucky enough to return to Zhongzhou, and it took another day to return to Yandi Mountain Gate, which is tomorrow, which is the whole number of forty years of Huizong. It's just that after the disciple returned to the sect, he was still confused, and it took seven days to make up his mind to erase his foundation, and for this reason, it took two more days before he came to Xinlu to meditate. In this way, there are still ten days left before he reaches the age of forty, and I am afraid that the little master and uncle will have to wait until ten days later. ”

Qin Xianyu nodded and said, "Ten days have passed, in a blink of an eye, not long." ”

He didn't ask what Jing Ye had decided to make back then, and ten days later, maybe he would know.

Jing Ye stretched out his hand slightly, and said: "The disciple is really boring here, there is nothing, only he is sitting here, I don't know if the little master and uncle want to accompany here, or come back in ten days?"

Qin Xianyu said with a smile: "Since you have issued an order to expel guests, I will leave." It seems that after forty years of meditation, you have gained a lot, and these last ten days must be extremely important, so I will not disturb you, and I will come back in ten days. ”

Jing Ye smiled indifferently and sent Qin Xianyu away from his heart.

It wasn't until he saw Qin Xianyu and Qingfeng leave that he sighed.

After entering the heart house, I walked to the cliff and looked at the abyss below, with gray mist and cold wind howling.

There was a cloud down there.

Under the clouds, it seems to be a thousand feet of red dust, tempting and intoxicating.

Jing Ye said in a low voice: "Forty years of sitting quietly on the cliff, endless boredom, boring in life, and death without hesitation, I have stood on the edge of this cliff for decades, how many times have I wanted to jump down?"

"How many times?"

"I can't count ......"

He whispered slowly, passed into the clouds, and landed under the cliff. (To be continued......)