Jiang Xueya raised her lips and smiled, "I will miss you too."
"This is like my home, and you are my family..."
Jingxuan's eyes brightened slightly, and he turned to look at her, "If I also go down the mountain, can I go find my junior sister?"
"Of course you can..."
"Master Qingxuan..."[
A young disciple wearing dark blue robes ran over.
He first saluted the two of them, and then said with a respectful expression, "Master Qingxuan, Master calls you over..."
Jingxuan's expression changed, and the hand holding the porcelain bowl shook slightly.
Actually... so fast?
He originally thought that she could stay for a few more days.
Now it seems that this is no longer possible.
In the antique house, the familiar scent of sandalwood.
Jiang Xueya stood in front of Wuchen Sanren and listened to him politely.
"Qingxuan, you have been coming to my Suzaku Temple for more than half a year..."
"Now, you have learned everything my teacher taught you..."
Wuchen Sanren sighed softly and continued, "If you want to leave, you can leave now."
Jiang Xueya was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise and joy flashed in her eyes.
"Master, can I leave?"
Wuchen Sanren nodded, "You have already learned everything you need to learn. If you want to master it, you just need to practice more.
"Whatever you want to do, just go for it. You have learned a lot of skills now..."
Jiang Xueya looked at him blankly and whispered, "Master, do you know what I want to do?"
"You must have something on your mind, so you want to leave here as soon as possible..."
Wuchen Sanren shook his fly whisk and said with a serious expression, "Take the dagger that my master gave you well, and practice the Taoist techniques taught to you diligently."
"That dagger is a fairy. It is used to deal with monsters and monsters. You will always use it."[
After leaving Wuchen Sanren, Jiang Xueya returned to the house and started packing her luggage.
In fact, she had nothing to deal with.
She entered this Taoist temple alone and did not bring anything with her.