"The Qing family has been destroyed, and the twenty-four families have nothing to do with me."
Qing Qifeng was once a young man from a rich family and a handsome young man, but he experienced the loss of his family and his family.
"We are just chess pieces in the hands of others. I don't want Xueling's life to be controlled by others." Qing Qifeng: "We can't compete with others, so we can only run away and hide."
Qing Qifeng longs for an ordinary life, just like countless civilian demon painters, living a wealthy but carefree life.
He didn't want to worry about the struggle for power or the inheritance of blood. He only wanted his family to be safe, and he only wanted Qing Xueling to have his own family without being harmed, and then live a happy life.
Why do you have to become a master?
If you can't stand at the top, why not die?
Then there are so many ordinary people in the world, shouldn't they commit suicide now?
"I said back then, you can't give Ye Xin what she wants, and what you want, she doesn't like..." Hua Buyu: "But now, she remembers what she left with you.
Already."
"Xue Ling..."
Qing Xueling is a descendant of the Qing family. There is no doubt about the power of the descendants. Just look at Luo Xiyu and Long Xin and you will know that once Qing Xueling grows up and awakens her own power, for Ye Xin,
It will be a big help.
"But people who have been passed down from this generation cannot live past the age of 27!"
Qing Xueling can only live to be 27 years old. This is the price of being a descendant, and it is also the most unacceptable thing for Qing's father.
"Back then, you brought Xue Ling to me, and I sealed her legacy power," Hua Buyu said: "But the legacy power increases every three years. Even I can't seal the mythical power of Xue Ling.
The seal will be broken when she is 24 years old."
"Unless Xue Ling voluntarily gives up her inherited power and becomes an ordinary demon painter without a destiny."
Whether she wants power or life, Hua Buyu can't make a choice for Qing Xueling. Even if Qing's father wants him again and again to forcibly deprive Qing Xueling of her inherited power, Hua Buyu is unwilling to do so.
A person's life is not controlled by his parents.
Hua Buyu only wants to know Qing Xueling's choice. Even if it requires strength, Hua Buyu will respect Qing Xueling's choice: "If you want to save this child, the real way should be Shan Hai Yi Zhi."
"But the strange mountains and seas are just a fairy tale!"
Qing Qifeng: "The treasures in the Legend of the Relic Stone are not something people like me can get!"
"You underestimate yourself, Ah Feng," Hua Buyu said, "I know your talents very well. If you had not left back then, now the head of Le Zhengbo's department in the 36th Department of the Qintian Prison should belong to you.
"
"What's the use of a minister? Senior Hua, you know better than me how deep the water in Qintian Prison is."
"I can't protect you for the rest of my life," Hua Buyu said, "I am here, and no one dares to act recklessly, but outside of here, I can't protect little Xue Ling all over the world."
"You confining her to me seems to be for protection, but is this really good for Xiao Xueling?"
"Today's world of mountains and seas, under the calmness, is hiding turbulent waves," Hua Buyu said: "The struggle between the common people and the powerful in Qintianjian is becoming increasingly anxious. If the twenty-four families want to regain their glory, the only way is to restore the monarchy.
The descendants of Qin Daoxue are hailed as the new generation of Emperor Qi Ying, and the Shanhai Organization has reappeared in the world. They are promoting the inheritance plan behind the scenes, and their relationship with Qin Tianjian is also extremely ambiguous."
"Is this why, senior, you declined the invitation from Qin Tian Jian's "Twenty One People"?"
"Twenty-one is just a name, it has no superior or inferior relationship with Qin Tian Jian," Hua Buyu said: "Those who are now ranked 21 obviously correspond to each other, but in fact they don't help at all.
Just like Huang Butian, every time something happens to Qin Tian Jian, he comes forward, but has he ever helped Qin Tian Jian fight a battle?"
Listening to Hua Buyu revealing these dark secrets, Qing Qifeng wiped away a cold sweat.
Hua Bu adjusted the tone of the shabby erhu and said, "The Shanhai Organization has been hidden for 5 million years, and its purpose is still unknown."
"You don't even know, Senior Hua?"
"Maybe some people knew it back then," Hua Buyu said, "but in the battle between mountains and seas, too many people died because they knew too much."
Whether Hua Buyu knew or not, Qing Qifeng didn't know, but even if he knew, he would pretend to know nothing. He could survive from that era, so he naturally knew that shutting up was the only way to survive.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore," Hua Buyu said with a smile: "I haven't played with you for a long time. I happen to have some time now. How about a song?"
"OK."
Qing Qifeng waved his hand, and a fairy-like girl in green clothes holding a jade bamboo came out. Her figure changed, and the magical tool turned into a green jade flute: "Senior, please give me some advice.
"
Yue Zhengbo, his ancestor, started at a young age. He found his own way from a folk musician in a village and created a power system unique to the performer.
This is the sect of countless musicians and performers today, although it has lost most of its inheritance hundreds of thousands of years ago, and what is left now are only incomplete fragments.
But Qing Qifeng was different, he found Hua Buyu.
Hua Buyu was not Le Zhengbo's ancestor, but he and Le Zhengbo were close friends. When the ancestor attained enlightenment, Hua Buyu was by his side, not only observing, but also communicating and giving advice.
After the song ended, Qing Qi Feng was immersed in it. After a while, he woke up.
Hua Buyu: "Did you hear anything?"
Qing Qifeng: "I have a slight feeling."
"Well," Hua Buyu smiled slightly: "Qingxuan and I have been friends since childhood. Before the battle between mountains and seas, he had a premonition of his own fall and entrusted Le Zhengbo's secret technique to my hands.
superior."
"For hundreds of thousands of years, I have taught it to many people. Unfortunately, even today, almost all of it has been discontinued."
Hua Buyu said: "You are the last gifted Yue Zhengbo I have seen in the past thousand years. If you are willing to give up the troubles of the world and retreat into the mountains and forests, you may not have the chance to become a great master."
"Give up the secular world, if you can give up, why pursue Le Zhengbo?" Qing Qifeng asked: "Senior, if you were asked to go back to the past, would you want to become a patriarch, or would you like to be a mortal?"
Hua Buyu did not answer Qing Qi Feng, but leaned on the deck chair. Once again, the melodious but sad erhu sound echoed in the silent courtyard.
At this moment, in an unknown plane of mountains and seas, a group of homeless people are thinking about a way out.
There are approximately 200,000 people in this group. They have stunning looks that cannot be matched by humans, and they also control several powerful powers. They are the former patron saints of human civilization, Long Ji...