"Master! Master! When Ayu and Aying were using Canglang Sword Technique, the last gesture of the gesture was obviously different from what you taught. Why didn't you make a sound to correct them?"

"Because the sword tip is just a rough idea. There is no rule to follow whether it is facing one inch or two inches. Ah Qiao, this is true for practicing martial arts and being a human being. Don't stick to the rules too much, that will only limit your own vision and pattern."

The child was a little unsteady because he was wrapped thickly, but he still persistently grabbed the corner of the robe of the tall figure in front of him, with his expression seemingly ignorant, and full of admiration and attachment.

The person who was caught by him smiled when he saw this, so he squatted down and picked him up, and walked forward together.

"In this world, there are many people, good people, bad people, and more. People who cannot simply distinguish between good and bad may not be the same as you. Their ideas may not be the same as you, and the path they take may not be the same as you. Just like Yu Ai and Yuan Ying, the same set of swordsmanship, they have different ways of using them. Don't deny them just because others are different from you. Being a human being should be like a sea and a river, and being tolerant is great. The same is true for martial arts. Those with narrow minds will ultimately have limited realm of achievement. Even if they reach the top, they cannot stand for a long time."

"What about A Qiao? Is A Qiao a good person or a bad person?" The round eyes were extremely dark and clear, reflecting the shadow of the person he was closest to.

His head was touched, and his hands were warm and dry, just like the sunshine spreading on his body.

"Our family A Qiao is the cutest person."

After getting a satisfactory answer, he was a little shy and couldn't help but smile happily.

However, the warmth suddenly disappeared, and all the scenery around seemed to be broken in an instant, along with the person holding him.

It's still on Xuandu Mountain.

In the past, I planted willows and lingered in the south of the Han Dynasty. Now I see that it is falling, and the river pond is sad. The trees are still like this, how can people bear it?

The scenery may not be the same, let alone the human face?

When he was chasing him, he had to call him the brothers and sisters, but now he is as tall as him. He was standing in front of him and asked with a heartache: "Senior Brother, no one has ever been lonely. Xuandu Mountain is obviously the number one sect in the world. It has the strength to support the wise masters and let the sect influence spread throughout the world. Why do you have to learn from those hermits to guard the deep mountains alone? Except for you, almost everyone in Xuandu Mountain thinks so, it's because you are too naive!"

Is that true, is he really too naive?

He just wanted to protect the land left by his master and previous generations of heads, and protect these brothers without getting involved in the war and stay away from the intrigues in the world.

Is he wrong?

"Yes, you were wrong." Someone said to him, "You are wrong because you are not estimating the human heart. Do you think that the people in the world are as free from desires and as you are, and as they are as contentment as you? Human nature is evil. No matter how kind the relationship is, as long as you block their interests, they will eliminate you without hesitation. Don't you have this enlightenment yet?"

"A naive person like you is destined to be unable to survive for too long. After leaving Xuandu Mountain and Qi Feng Pavilion's halo, you are nothing and can do nothing."

"I don't need friends. There is only one kind of person who is qualified to be on an equal footing with me, and that is the opponent."

"You actually destroyed your meridians and cut off your own way out?! You are simply a madman!!!"

All the past and all the voices were suddenly shattered after this sentence.

Everything seems to be back to the beginning.

The severe pain came from all limbs, as if someone had taken a dull knife and was filing his bones. It was like there were millions of ants drilling into the flesh and blood. He claimed that he could bear the pain, but at this moment, he couldn't help but let out a long moan, and couldn't help but shed tears, and even wanted to take a sharp sword to penetrate his heart directly, ending the endless pain.

However, the reason why he shouted was just like a mosquito to others.

"Mr. Chen, are you awake?"

The sound was soft, as if it came from afar, floating and uncertain.

In fact, the other party was lying in Shen Qiao's ear and said, but his current state was so harsh that it was clear.

He tried his best to make a sound response, but in the end he just moved his fingers.

When the other party saw it, he whispered to him: "Mr. Chen, can you hear it? Then I say, just listen, just move your fingers when you hear it."

Chen Qiao responded quickly.

He recognized the other party's voice. It was the little Taoist priest in Bailong Temple and the little disciple of the temple owner.

Sure enough, the other party said, "I am fifteenth. I found you two days ago when I went up the mountain to collect herbs. You were hiding in the cave, and you were almost exhausted. I almost scared me. I couldn't move you alone, so I could only go back and notify the master and ask the master to carry you back."

Yes, Chen Qiao also remembered that at that time, he destroyed his martial arts and prepared to die with Sang Jingxing. Although he failed, he also severely injured the other party. He took the opportunity to escape and hid in the Bailong Mountain next to him. He thought that he would be alive without death, but he did not expect that he would be discovered by the fifteenth.

He wanted to ask Sang Jingxing if he came to him and if he had implicated them, but after working hard for a long time, he still couldn't make any sound, and his eyelids trembled sharply, which showed that he was anxious.

Fifteen found out, so he quickly found a glass of water and carefully fed him.

The cool water flowed across his throat. After a while, Chen Qiao finally felt much more comfortable. He opened his eyes and was pitch black without any surprise.

He thought it was a problem with his eyes, but Shiwu said, "We are now in the cellar of Bailong Temple, and there is no light, so it is pitch black."

Chen Qiao spoke, his voice so hoarse that he almost couldn't recognize him: "Is there anyone, come and look for him, you..."

He is now extremely weak and even speaks can only burst out word by word, which is difficult and difficult.

15: "Yes, the people from Pengcheng County Duke came twice, maybe because of the donkey meat cakes that day. Fortunately, the master had the foresight and asked us to move here in advance. The temple was so broken, and there was nothing to let them smash it. They came in and found a circle and couldn't find anyone, so they left, probably thinking we had escaped!"

Speaking of the latter, he couldn't help laughing.

Chen Qiao: "I'm sorry..."

Fifteen: "Mr. Chen, don't say that!"

He seemed to notice the doubts in Chen Qiao's heart, and soon continued: "Do you still remember that outside Xiangzhou City that day, you once gave the cake in your arms to a child, and later he kowtowed to you and said that he would set up a tablet of immortality for you."

When another wave of pain that swept across his body subsided, Chen Qiao thought hard and had a vague impression.

"You are that..."

Although Fifteen was a little thin, he was born clean, white and tender, completely different from the child who was pale and thin in his memory, who was almost in a human form.

"Yes, it's me. Later, my father wanted to exchange me for other people's children. My mother refused and stopped me. She said she wanted to sell herself and exchange for my brother and sister-in-law's safety. My father agreed, but she didn't expect that within two days after my mother was replaced with food, my brother and sister-in-law died of illness one after another." Fifteen's voice was a little choked, "Father thought I was burdened and wanted to cook me. Fortunately, I happened to meet my master at that time. Master replaced me with a bag of cakes and took me away. I followed my master all the way to Bailongguan to settle down. My original name was not nice, so my master changed my name to Fifteen."

Fifteen wiped off his tears and held Chen Qiao's hand, as if he wanted to comfort him, but he was afraid that he would hurt him and did not dare to exert force: "I always remember your kindness to me. If it weren't for your cake, I might not have persisted in meeting my master, so don't say sorry to me, even if you haven't saved me, and seeing you lying there, how could I not help?"

Chen Qiao's hands trembled slightly, and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes. I don't know if he heard his words or remembered the old things.

Fifteen thought he was in pain, so he hurriedly said, "Do you feel so painful? I'll ask the master to come over and give you some medicine!"

"What medicine is applied? I just took it. Do you think the medicine doesn't cost?" The master of the spectator came over and said angrily when he heard this.

Having said that, he still came over and took Chen Qiao's hand and began to take his pulse.

"The meridians are all destroyed and the internal strength is gone. What are you doing? You can make yourself look like this. Don't think about practicing martial arts in the future!" The master of the spectator said.

"Master!" The fifteenth urgent, for fear that these words would irritate Chen Qiao's mind.

The master of the spectator gave him a blank look: "Why are you so soft-hearted? He hasn't even said anything yet. You are anxious. It's not me who has done all his martial arts!"

As expected, Chen Qiao did not make any noise for a long time.

Shiwu whispered: "Mr. Chen, don't be sad, Master is good at medical skills..."

The observer: "Hey! I said you are not a daughter, why do you turn your arms out all day long? When did I have a good medical skills? I just understand the medical principles and understand them! Do you understand them!"

Fifteen grabbed the corner of his clothes and acted coquettishly: "My master is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted. In fact, he is so good, but he is amazing!"

The audience laughed and scolded: "Boy!"

He turned to Chen Qiao again and said, "You are too seriously injured. I am not good at medical skills and the medicinal materials here are not complete. I can only do my best. But I can't do anything about martial arts. Your roots and veins are destroyed. This is not something that human power can save..."

Chen Qiao suddenly asked, "I dare to ask, is the remaining poison in my body still there..."

The observer was surprised: "The remaining poison? What other poison? When I searched my vein, I didn't find any additional poison in your body!"

In order to confirm it, he pressed Chen Qiao's wrist and carefully looked at it. After a while, he stopped and said, "Although you are seriously injured, I did not find any signs of poisoning."
Chapter completed!