When I walked out of Master’s Bamboo Garden, it was already dark.

Before I knew it, the day's post passed.

The moonlight is clear at this moment, because of the blessing of the cave heaven and the world. The stars are hazy, as if they are covered with a layer of frosted glass, and they are not very clear.

If it were before, I would naturally stay here for a meal, but at this moment, my master's body was in a state of collapse, and Senior Brother Tao was in the grief of losing his daughter, so I had no intention of entertaining me. So after talking to Master, I left and refused to keep Brother Tao and his wife. When I came out, I happened to meet the new disciple Fu Jun, the lamp master.

He was also called by his master, and I guess there were some things that needed to be explained. I was in a heavy mood at that time. I didn't greet him any more. I nodded and passed by.

After leaving the huge forest, I walked towards the main peak of Maoshan with heavy steps. Seeing the scenery around me, I couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Although I spent a considerable period of time in Maoshan, since I became a teacher, I have been busy traveling and no longer caring about many scenery. When I look back, I feel that everything has become much dim and a long and bleak future.

When I arrived at a mountain pass ahead, my mood finally became brighter.

Junior sister Little Yan, wearing a clean long skirt, was waiting for me quietly in front of me, like a fairy exiled to the world, cold and outspoken. When her pair of crystal-clear eyes faced me, she replied to the little woman's liveliness, quickly stepped forward and greeted me, "I heard them say that after you finished the meeting, you came to the real person in the head. Why have you been chatting for so long?"

I nodded, reached out and grabbed her little hand. I squeezed it gently, and there was a trace of peace in my irritable heart.

My conversation with my master involved many very secret matters. For the safety of Junior Sister Xiaoyan, I had to hide a lot of words, but I just talked about the fact that Master would be shut up tomorrow and there were some things that needed to be explained. As a great disciple, I still had to help with many things.

Junior Sister Xiaoyan and I can be said to be the strangest couple in the world. Because of the eighteen kalpas, although they are already husband and wife, they have to hide from others and cannot be legitimately together. Instead, they avoid others like men and women who have an affair. Fortunately, our hearts are together. No matter how long they are separated or how far apart they are, they can feel each other's friendship always.

The so-called love, or the love between me and Xiaoyan, is not always together, but spiritual resonance.

The two of them talked a little, and after resolving the pain of lovesickness, Junior Sister Little Yan mentioned the matter to me in a hurry, saying that she had received the news that the elders' meeting had already decided to deal with him, which was to sack all their cultivation and expel them from the Maoshan Gate Wall, and it was decided by my master himself.

Junior Sister Xiaoyan seemed particularly confused about this matter and said to me with a sad face: "Senior Brother, don't the head sect really like Xiao Ming? Why do you treat him like this now? Is it a grudge against Taotao's death? I heard that Xiao Ming killed Taotao, and he was still afraid of death. He left Taotao alone, so he was like this - were they mistaken? Although Xiao Ming was a little erratic, he was not bad in nature and wouldn't be so unsavory?"

Junior Sister Xiaoyan is not qualified to participate in the elders' meeting, and most of the news she received is not complete. It is inevitable that there will be some deviations when spreading rumors. I told her everything that happened at that time, and there was no need to hide it too much.

After listening, Xiao Yan was stunned for a long time, and her eyes turned red immediately. She held my hand and said, "Senior Brother, I know that some of the things Xiao Ming did are indeed bastards, but his original intention was still good. Moreover, Taotao's death this time is not necessarily entirely blamed. Is the Master of the Master of the Death too cruel? Can you help me persuade the Master of the Master of the Master of the Master of the Imperial College? I heard that the people in the Punishment Hall will destroy Xiao Ming's cultivation today and expel him from Maoshan early tomorrow morning..."

The younger junior Xiao Keming is the nephew of Xiao Yan's junior sister. The relationship between the aunt and the nephew has always been very good. They depend on each other in Maoshan. Now that he has been expelled from Maoshan, the blow to Xiao Yan's junior sister is really too severe.

However, facing the request of Junior Sister Xiaoyan, I also seemed helpless, because since I had made a decision at the Maoshan Elders' Meeting, there was basically no possibility of change. And I could see that the master had spent a lot of effort on this move of junior brother, and it was not just an expulsion. Otherwise, he would not have been able to work hard to use Da Liuren to calculate the future for him at such a critical moment. Obviously, he also hoped that he could hone his skills in the world and calm his temperament.

Another point is that although the junior brother's cultivation is to be abolished, it does not mean that he has cut off the root of his practice, but that it only breaks the sea of ​​qi in his dantian and melts the skills he has practiced over the years.

This laid an introduction for the junior brother to re-cultivate. As long as this kid is not mentally disheartened, he will actually have a chance to make a comeback.

The key point is to see whether this kid can withstand the tempering. He has to prove that he is not a dull stone, but a piece of uncensored jade that is truly worth carving.

If he sinks from now on and cannot recover, he will really not be able to see my Dharma.

There is no love for no reason in this world. I definitely look down on Adou who is soft and unable to help him. Even if he has the relationship with Junior Sister Xiaoyan, so what?

I explained to Junior Sister Xiaoyan, saying that this decision could not be modified, and the fate of Junior Brother from now on depends on himself, but I will keep an eye on him and will not let him sink. Moreover, this time, the matter may not be a good experience for him. The flowers in the greenhouse will never grow. Only by facing the weeds that have been storms can we show a stubborn and unyielding smile towards the bitter cold wind.

Junior Sister Xiaoyan is not an ordinary philandering woman. After hearing my explanation, she no longer got entangled in this issue. She just sighed and said that she hoped that would be the case.

That night, I did not return to the Taoist house of Qingchi Palace, but lived in the house of Junior Sister Xiaoyan. The three-year mourning period of Yinghua Zhenren has passed, and the two are husband and wife, so naturally there will be no taboos. I am in a very heavy mood and eager to need a way to vent my feelings. Junior Sister Xiaoyan also wants me to be fascinated by me, and now she is also a night of confusion. The beauty of it is not enough for outsiders to tell me.

The next morning, I woke up in great spirits, kissed the young sister Yan who was still sleeping in the quilt and cleaned her forehead. She couldn't bear to disturb her good dream, so she put on her clothes lightly, then left, and came to the front of the mountain gate.

When I arrived, I happened to see my junior brother being escorted by Feng Qiankun of the Punishment Hall and staggering all the way outside the mountain gate.

Seeing his walking posture and his face as pale as a piece of tissue, I knew that his skills had been nullified last night. At this moment, he was really not as good as an ordinary person. After all, he was seriously injured and limping, which was really sad.

In addition, there were many Maoshan disciples who did not know the truth along the way. Seeing the closed disciples of the head sect who were usually high, the phoenix was not as good as a chicken. He looked down and out, and he couldn't help but give in. They might not know the whole thing, but they followed the crowd and knew that this was related to the death of Taotao, the granddaughter of the head sect. Many people spread rumors, thinking that this kid was afraid of death and was greedy and said a lot of unpleasant words. In addition, some people spitted and threw stones, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Faced with the many humiliations, the junior brother in the vortex seemed extremely numb. No matter how others cursed and insulted him, he seemed to have not heard it. His whole body was as lost as before.

But even though it is far apart, I can see countless pain and confusion hidden in his unsightly eyes.

This is the pain when he fell from the top of the mountain, a kind of confusion about the future and guilt about the past. This pain tortures him like a maggot in his bones, and if he can't get through it, he will be really useless.

I looked at it from afar, but because I promised Master yesterday, I did not lend a helping hand at this time. I couldn't even let him know that Master and I were still caring for him.

I understand that this is the Master’s painstaking effort. Only after experiencing extreme pain can one be reborn from the fire.

The junior brother Xiao Keming was expelled from the mountain gate like this. At midnight that night, his master was carried by Fu Jun and handed over to Chen Qing, the Chen Qing who was guarding the back mountain. At this time, he could no longer walk, and his whole body was paralyzed, but his eyes were filled with a slight sense of emotion.

The master was shut up and there were not many people present. When everyone saw him and Chen Qing disappeared into the faint smoke and clouds of the back mountain, almost everyone had an idea at the same time.

The era that belonged to Tao Jinhong has passed.

The end of an era represents the beginning of another era. How should we, who are at the forefront of the wave of this era, continue to not be swallowed up by the wave?

I stood among the elders of Maoshan, looking at each old man who was familiar or strange in the aftermath, and for a moment I fell into confusion in my heart.

After many years, who are the enemies and who are the friends of these people?
Chapter completed!