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At the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

The sky was high and the clouds were light. When I stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up, I saw nothing but blue. The gentle breeze was blowing, which refreshed my spirit.

Lu Xueqi watched for a long time, but there was no one around. Naturally, no one would notice that there was such a beautiful woman quietly looking at the sky at the foot of the secluded mountain. The breeze blew, and her shawl hair fluttered gently, passing her slightly...

Got a thin face.

Master Shuiyue's instructions before leaving kept echoing in her ears:

"From the conversation between Senior Brother Daoxuan and Senior Brother Wan, we knew that the masters of Qingyun Sect in the past generations would tell this secret to the next generation of disciples who would pass on the throne when they were still awake.

The death is for the reputation of Qingyun Sect and the common people in the world, and in order to avoid causing more killings, when it is absolutely necessary, the disciple who passes the throne can kill his master..."

"This time, for some unknown reason, Senior Brother Daoxuan did not tell Xiao Yicai this secret. In my opinion, there are only two reasons. One: before Senior Brother Daoxuan made up his mind to tell Xiao Yicai this secret, he had already been killed by the Demonic Spirit of the Ancient Sword of Zhuxian.

Secondly, Brother Daoxuan relied on his profound Taoism. Especially in a fierce battle ten years ago, he used the Zhuxian Sword Formation but did not see the backlash of his inner demons. Therefore, he thought that he could resist it this time and wait until the real demon came.

By the time the spirit bites his body, it's already too late."

"It's just that despite the unexpected events, as the descendants of Qingyun, we can't stay out of it in any case. Tian Buyi is missing and Junior Sister Su is in chaos. I am the only one who can make this critical decision. I just hope that everything will end on the mountain, and you don't have to be involved.

But if they are found at the foot of the mountain, you should also shoulder this important responsibility with all your heart. The ancestors of Qingyun have spirits and will definitely protect you and me, master and disciple!"

Lu Xueqi slowly opened her eyes and took a deep breath.

Turning my head and looking around, I saw the majestic mountains and rivers behind me. They were handsome and straight. The mountains in the distance were undulating and dark, and the dangerous rocks were abrupt when I looked up close. They were full of grace and beauty everywhere, and everything was a scenery.

Towering into the clouds, it dominates the world.

It’s for Qingyun!

A faint and warm smile slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth. After all, this mountain range was the place where she was raised and grew up. There were teachers she respected, close senior sisters and junior sisters, and the...

....remember.

She turned around and walked away, her white clothes fluttering like snow. The heaven and earth are so big and the sky is infinite. Even if she has a peerless appearance and a peerless hero, she may still be just a drop in the ocean.

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Speaking of which, this is the first time that I have come down the mountain under the command of my division commander, but there is no clear place to go. Although I have a heavy responsibility, I don't know where to go to complete this task. Think about it.

Somewhat ridiculous.

Tianya was held quietly in his hand, but there was no familiar feeling. It should be said that it had already become a part of the body. The faint blue light had also been contained in the scabbard. One man and one sword came leisurely.

Where to go?

How big the world is!

There was a fork in the road in front of her, and Lu Xueqi stopped. It wasn't that she didn't know the way. Among the Qingyun Sect disciples, she was the one who went down the mountain more frequently. She had walked on the flat road in front of her countless times.

The most convenient way out of Qingyun Mountain leads directly to Heyang City, the largest town at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

The other fork of the road seemed to have been abandoned for a long time and was overgrown with weeds. Only a section near the fork in the road was vaguely visible. Looking in from a distance, the further areas were already submerged by weeds.

In fact, there are countless such trails and mountain roads that go down from Qingyun Mountain. Many of these trails are made by villagers living in villages near the foot of Qingyun Mountain. They go up the mountain to cut firewood or pick wild fruits for their livelihood. There are also many roads, because

For various reasons, over the years, it has become this desolate state.

Who knows where this road leads, and who will remember who has walked it before?

Lu Xueqi shook her head slightly and smiled bitterly in her heart. After returning from southern Xinjiang and being separated from that person, her state of mind has really changed a lot.

She shook her head slightly, trying to put this thought away, and then walked back onto the road. At this time, villagers in twos and threes came from the other end of the road, some old and young. Looking at their clothes, most of them were wearing clothes.

He had an axe, a hemp rope and a carrying pole, and it seemed that they were woodcutter from a nearby village who wanted to go up the mountain to cut firewood.

When they got closer, when these woodcutter saw Lu Xueqi, they all stepped aside with a look of respect on their faces. The disciples of Qingyun Sect were already respected by people within hundreds of miles around, not to mention Lu Xueqi's peerless appearance, so ethereal.

Immortal, it is even more difficult to look at.

Lu Xueqi stopped, nodded slightly to them in return, and then planned to leave. At this moment, one of the old woodcutter, who had gray hair but was still energetic, seemed to be very enthusiastic.

, Hehe laughed and said: "Girl, don't you know the way?"

Lu Xueqi paused for a moment, her eyes moved, she glanced at the old woodcutter, hesitated, and shook her head slightly, but before she could speak, the enthusiastic old woodcutter said: "I know

You Qingyun Sect cultivators are so powerful that you often fly here and there, but when it comes to the road under your feet, sometimes you are not as familiar with it as country folk like us."

When the woodcutters nearby heard this, they all laughed. Looking at their kind faces, Lu Xueqi suddenly felt warm in her heart for some reason, and the steps she was about to take stopped again.

The old woodcutter laughed and said: "The road in front of you leads to Heyang City in the south. It is the busiest place within a hundred miles nearby. Once you get there, it will be much easier to go to other places.

"As he spoke, he pointed to the abandoned path and said, "Don't go down that road. It was a lively village many years ago, but now it's all destroyed and there's no one left."

Lu Xueqi smiled slightly and said, "I understand, thank you very much, husband."

The old woodcutter waved his hand, laughed twice, and continued walking towards Qingyun Mountain with the others. At the same time, a woodcutter who was slightly younger than him sighed and said: "There was originally a temple in that village.

, I heard it was very effective. My wife and I went there more than ten years ago to worship the Bodhisattva and ask for a child, and it turned out that the child was born. Unfortunately, it is gone now."

The old woodcutter nodded and said, "Yes, I remember it too. It's a pity that the temple is gone..."

The voice of the words gradually became lower, and their figures gradually disappeared into the mountains and forests. In the breeze blowing from a distance, there seemed to be their cheerful and generous laughter. Lu Xueqi turned around, the smile on her face still

Now, somehow, she seems to be in a much better mood.

Smiling, she raised her head and walked towards the main road.

Her steps were originally brisk, but for some reason, her steps suddenly slowed down. Her delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and deep in her heart, it seemed that something important had suddenly passed by, but she could not catch it for a moment.

Deep in the memory, something seems to have quietly awakened...

She stood still and remained still. The scene just now was quickly replayed in her mind, and the words of the woodcutter echoed again:

"Don't go down that road. It was a lively village many years ago, but now it's all ruined and there's no one left..."

"There was originally a temple in that village, and I heard it was very spiritual..."

Lu Xueqi's whole body was suddenly shaken. After a moment, she slowly turned around and once again looked at the path overgrown with grass, as if it had been lost in the afterimage of time...

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How many things can be changed in ten years?

Looks, mood, or hatred?

No one can understand others, and sometimes, even oneself cannot truly understand. But this is the only way to truly change.

Because there is no road here.

The densely growing weeds grew year after year, covering up the past history and witnessing the ruthlessness of time. Until a white and lonely figure quietly approached the dusty place.

Among the weeds, you can still vaguely see the ruins of the ruins. In the breeze blowing in your face, there is no longer the bloody smell of the past, but only the slightly green and fragrant smell of the weeds.

After passing through one broken door after another, looking at the rickety stone steps and walls covered in moss, all the laughter and joy I had during my lifetime, and the happiness I once had, have all been blown away by the wind?

Lu Xueqi's face was slightly pale, and her long and delicate hands held Tianya tighter. In this abandoned village, there seemed to be someone's eyes quietly watching her.

She even felt like she couldn't breathe.

But she never stopped, just walking quietly, passing every house. Once upon a time, who still remembers the people here?

Until she saw the ruined temple.

Unlike the surrounding environment, there was no grass growing around the ruined temple that had long been dilapidated. For some reason, there was no grass growing. It was actually a room, but it was more appropriate to say it was a few pillars. There were only three or three broken stones left on the ground.

On the block, there is still a vague appearance of the statue of the god, and it is only then that we can see where this place once was.

Lu Xueqi walked over slowly.

There are no weeds or moss. Everything here seems incompatible with the surroundings. I don’t know why. Even the weeds that grow so tenaciously don’t want to enter here.

Or is it that all the resentment and resentment in the past are gathered in this place?

So in the dead of night, will there be people crying and whispering, talking about the past?

Lu Xueqi turned around suddenly, and at some point, tears flashed in her eyes.

Caomiao Village!

This place has long been forgotten...

She quietly sat down in the corner, motionless, as if she was quietly listening to something, or feeling something.

There was wind blowing in the distance, blowing her black hair and gently fluttering around her temples.

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The sun rises and the moon sets, morning and evening, day and night, morning and evening, the stars change.

The white clouds in the sky are like dogs, disappearing like shooting stars, and time is like water. In the end, they go away decisively and never stop for anyone.

In the distant weeds, the sound of insects came from nowhere. Apart from the sound of the wind, this was the most lively sound here. Maybe, in another ten years, this place will become a prosperous place again?

Or, it's still the same old thing.

Who cares?

For three days, Lu Xueqi sat quietly in this remote place for three days. The world was full of constraints and heavy responsibilities, but it turned out that only in such a place could she find a place to breathe and escape.

Quietly, just treat it as an indulgence and let yourself hide.

But, she still has to leave after all.

The white clothes swayed and came quietly. Lu Xueqi's figure reappeared, leaving the dilapidated small temple and walking through the doors of the small huts under the ruined walls. For some reason, her eyes looking at this place seemed to contain Yiyi.

Reluctant affection.

In the distant sky, sky clouds were floating, and among the vague clouds, as if they were blown by the wind, there was a white line quietly crossing the sky. Lu Xueqi took one last look at these houses, turned around and left, and never looked back. The white clothes were fluttering
To be continued...