Meng Po stood in front of the tombstone of "herself", looked at the withered flowers, and murmured softly:

"If you are just a swordsman, and I am just a fisherman"

All around her, there were ghost soldiers protecting her from a hundred miles away.

She raised her hand and someone brought a bouquet of magnificent flowers to her. Meng Po bent over and placed the brightest flower in the deepest night in front of the tombstone.

To commemorate the dead "self"

Xia Ji returned to Kunlun and was taken into the neatly tidy room by the Taoist boy.

The wing room is halfway up the mountain, and the bright moon can be seen by pushing the window.

For several days, no one saw him. It was not until a rainy day that the Taoist boy came again, "Uncle Master, people really want you to go to Tianyang Peak."

The Taoist boy said as he handed Xia Ji an umbrella.

He left the wing room where he lived for a short time, followed the mountain road that was as narrow as a snake but could not see the end, and followed the Taoist boy. The rain on the rainy day was like tiny hail, crackling on the umbrella, like small firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

The Taoist boy heard the story of this junior uncle, and it seemed that another genius appeared in Kunlun.

Senior Sword Immortal is as lofty as snow, not contaminated with the smoke and dust of the world, but this junior master is extremely affectionate and trapped in love. Although the junior master is a mute, the feelings in his heart are richer than anyone else and delicate, just like the fire of a prairie fire. This is completely different from his master. I wonder if the two of them will be incompatible with the fire when they meet? But this junior master should be much short of it.

The Taoist boy was thinking in his heart that he should run down the mountain to have a relationship, maybe he could suddenly realize it like a junior uncle?

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at Uncle Master.

Uncle Master is thin, with a little gray hair. With his somewhat worried pupils, he is afraid that it will charm women at a glance, which makes women unable to help but want to learn about Uncle Master’s story, but Uncle Master can’t help but laugh.

Xia Ji glanced at the boy for no reason, why did he suddenly turn around and smile at him?

A quiet road.

There is endless heavy rain.

The majestic hall.

The palace is called "Yunzhong".

Xia Ji put away his umbrella and gently placed it in the blue umbrella tube outside the hall.

The little Taoist boy said, "Uncle Master, several masters are waiting for you in the hall, so I won't go in."

Xia Ji nodded and then stepped into the Yunzhong Palace.

There are surprisingly many people in the hall.

As he stepped in, all the seven Taoists in the hall raised their heads.

The dark figures on both sides also looked at them, including Taoist priests and Taoist nuns.

Everyone looked at the familiar but strange boy.

I am familiar with it because this young man has been in Kunlun Dao Sect for a long time.

The strangeness is because of the boy's current temperament and the reported achievements.

One person fought against the two major killings of the Wuzong, but he was able to kill people and slaughter, and he did not do his best at all.

One person fought against the three hundred giants of Quanrong. Under Tianheng's test pressure and Yi Mengxue's temptation, he still came back alive.

These two major achievements are enough to show that his strength has broken through to the legend.

Such a young legend is really scary.

The old Taoist priest sitting in the middle is the leader of the seven sons of Kunlun. He and the sect leader are of the same generation. He is still a Taoist ignorant senior brother. Although his strength is not as strong as that of the extraordinary Wuzong, he is top-notch in the cultivation and study of Taoism, so he is very famous.

He looked at the boy, and there was decadence in his eyes. He stroked his long beard and said in a full voice: "Bai Qi, Kunlun Dao Sect welcomes you back."

The boy nodded slightly.

But the old man immediately said, "But you violated the rules of the sect and violated the oath you made against the immortals of the heavens. Are you wrong?"

The seven of them had already agreed that as long as the boy admitted his mistake, the matter would be over. Extravagant things also need to be treated differently. Bai Qi is a terrifying and terrifying person, and it would be inappropriate for him to extravagant again. But Kunlun Dao Sect still needs face. After all, Bai Qi is a rookie who has emerged from the younger generation, and many people are watching him.

If you admit your mistake, the sect has a step forward, and the marriage is over. After all, the fisherman is dead, isn’t it?

After saying this, the old man looked at the boy.

The young man became a sculpture without nodding or shaking his head. He felt something was wrong and hurriedly left the old Taoist nun who was the last seven sons of Kunlun.

Plan 2 is launched!

The old Taoist nanny sent a voice transmission: "Bai Qi, admit your mistake, and this matter will be over.

After that, you will receive full training from the sect. The seven old people will bring you familiar with all the Taoist temples and all the power relations of the Kunlun Dao Sect.

The Sect Master also listened to your achievements and still appreciated you. Although you can't speak, the Sect Master intentionally left you on the mountain.

To be honest, there will be big events in the sect, and many strong people will be sent out. If you stay in the mountains, you may have a chance to become the leader of my Kunlun Dao Sect in the future.

Things in the past have dispersed like smoke and clouds. Which young man has not experienced some joys and sorrows? Forgot it?"

The old Taoist nun said everything she could say and couldn't say.

She's very bitter

And becoming the leader of the Kunlun Taoist Sect should be what every Taoist priest dreams of?

Bai Qi is no exception, right?

A group of young Taoist priests and nuns looked at the boy curiously.

The boy is about the same age as them, but because he is a disciple of the Sword Immortal, he is a generation older

They all thought Bai Qi would admit his mistake.

after all

Can you admit it wrong?

What a big deal.

Xia Ji knew that he nodded and the matter was over, but after that, he was likely to become a "left-behind" rather than a "transport container sect", so.

He shook his head.

With this shake of his head, the audience was silent.

The old Taoist priest was most worried about. He coughed and said, "You don't admit your mistake, what are you doing when you come back?"

Xia Ji did not nod or shook his head.

Everyone didn't understand what he meant.

The old Taoist priest: "Then I will give you another chance, do you know your mistake?"

Xia Ji shook his head, then raised his head and looked at everyone.

This time, everyone understood what he meant.

I'm not wrong!

If I admit my mistake, how can I face my wife who is already in the dark?

Then, everyone suddenly understood.

Perhaps only such a person, who is so stupid that he seems to be ignorant of the world, can achieve great enlightenment and step out one step in the sword path with an sudden enlightenment. This step is to reach the sky in one step, and it is a legend that emerges from the sky.

The Seven Sons of Kunlun obviously understood.

This is so painful.

I thought it was a formality, but I didn't even make a second-hand preparation.

At this time, just because the young man shook his head lightly, the entire towering hall would be frozen.

The old Taoist priest was angry, and he paused word by word, with an uncontrollable anger hidden in his voice: "Bai Qi, you have thought about it, you don't know what's wrong?"

Bai Qi shook his head.

I don't know!

What am I wrong?

Then, he smiled.

In the gray-white long hair, the young face lit up

The ending is very simple.

The Seven Sons of Kunlun asked the Taoist boy to take Bai Qi to the higher Untao Hall, and asked him to sit quietly in the hall of the jade statues of the immortals and ponder when he thought about his past, and when he thought about it, and when he left.

Walking out of the Yunzhong Hall, the little Taoist boy's eyes changed when he looked at the uncle.

Too awesome.

Too admirable.

He leads the way.

Xia Ji followed.

The rain has stopped.
To be continued...