"Uncle Master?"

"Uncle Master?"

at this time,

Outside the Prince's Cave.

Yu Qingzhu led many disciples.

Seven days have passed in a flash, and the uncle has never responded, but the prince's cave is the forbidden area of ​​Wudang. If the senior inside has not yet come out of the cave, no one can break through.

Prince Cave is the place where Wu’s current generation of purity practice, and it is common to enter into meditation after purity practice.

This is Yu Qingzhu's seventh time.

She comes once a day.

But there was no response every time.

"The collusion between Song Zhenqing and the demons is almost certain, but Zhenren Linglu has no reason and doesn't know!! He is deliberately avoiding us!" A sword cultivator looked cold and hatred. This is Mo Kongyun among the nine generations of disciples, who is good at body techniques, so he practices the purple lightning sword technique.

Yu Chongshan scolded sternly: "Junior brother, don't be rude! When Linglu Zhenren killed demons and eliminated demons, you and I were still children who didn't know anything."

The senior brother among the nine generations of disciples is quite prestigious. As soon as he spoke, Mo Kongyun stopped talking.

The Taoist priests and nuns silently looked at Master Qingzhu who was wrapped in a mysterious robe not far away.

In this incident in Wudang North Mountain, Master Qingzhu's performance was once again recognized by everyone without any surprise, and these disciples have vaguely regarded it as the leader of Wudang's future.

Everyone stood behind her.

Yu Qingzhu waited for a while, but no one responded, but she could not enter and investigate.

First of all, the Prince's Cave can only be opened from the inside.

Secondly, even if she can turn it on, she cannot enter.

After a moment...

Yu Qingzhu had no choice but to choose to leave again.

Mo Kongyun volunteered to stay here, saying that once he saw Linglu Zhenren come out of the cave, he would inform everyone.

But Yu Qingzhu was not relieved. This kind of worry came from "Song Zhenqing's rebellion". If Song Zhenqing betrayed, would Linglu Zhenren also betray?

This matter cannot be said, nor can it be said.

It will cause turmoil between Wudang and externally it will be a scandal between the Dao Township.

She is no longer a little Taoist nun, but she must shelter Wudang from the wind and rain and sit in the mountains.

Her words and deeds, and her considerations, cannot be willful.

Governing a force is like cooking small foods, don’t act rashly, otherwise you will change your orders every day and slap yourself in the mouth, and you will no longer have to mention any prestige in the future.

So, she said lightly: "I will wait for the Linglu Zhenren, and I will wait. My nephew still needs to practice, so there is no need to be here."

"It's okay, my aunt has a lot of things to do, so I won't bother you with this little thing." Mo Kongyun carried the long sword, showed a bright smile and a mouthful of white teeth.

Yu Chongshan was also a Taoist priest who received the rituals. His mind was no longer as simple as those little Taoists. After a little thought, he understood Master Qingzhu's thinking and said, "Master, I stay here with Kongyun. If there is any abnormality, I will use signal fireworks to convey information."

Yu Qingzhu glanced at the senior brother among the nine generations of disciples and said lightly: "No."

Yu Chongshan:...

Mo Kongyun:...

Yu Qingzhu said: "Don't be here, Linglu Zhenren is an elder, I will come to visit again tomorrow."

"Yes, my aunt."

"yes."

Yu Chongshan and Mo Kongyun hurriedly lowered their heads to answer, but then they turned their heads to each other and looked at each other silently, sending some tacit signal in their eyes.

......

In the afternoon, Yu Qingzhu rarely had free time. Various emergencies followed during this period, and now it has been a little calmer.

She walked to the quiet room of her junior brother and asked the Taoist priests around her. She knew that her junior brother almost never came home at night, or spent the night in the mountains or in the town, and didn't come much in the morning and evening classes.

She couldn't help but feel a little silent.

The junior brother was only twenty-two years old, but because of the influence of the demon fire, he was completely useless and could not practice. The sorrow and discomfort in his heart can be imagined.

But... the last time I met, my junior brother not only did not show any uncomfortable expressions, but even came to comfort her.

Yu Qingzhu wants to go to the back mountain.

But it is found that it is difficult to take steps.

What to do?

Comfort your junior brother?

What are you going to say?

He said he was fighting with Uncle Song, he said he betrayed, he said he was the Lord of Fire De, he said he was the body of flesh and blood?

The younger junior brother was not involved in these things at all, and these may not touch the younger brother's wounds, reminding him of his inability to practice and feeling uncomfortable.

...

After experiencing the dream of Huangliang, her mood was very firm, but when facing the matter involving Xia Ji, she was a little confused and undecided, just because in those days and nights of dreaming, her junior brother was her...

She paced back and forth and finally convinced herself.

Go and have a look.

Junior brother, are you very lonely?

A man is in the back mountain.

I heard that he had obtained a little raccoon demon.

But what can the little raccoon do?

In any case, as a senior sister and as a master Qingzhu who wants to protect everyone in Wudang, you also need to care about such a junior brother?

Yu Qingzhu found a reason and walked towards the back mountain.

As soon as she left the Tai Chi Palace, four sword cultivators rushed forward and protected her around her.

Yu Qingzhu waved his hand and said, "I won't go to the back mountain to see your junior uncle, you don't have to accompany you."

The four sword cultivators looked at me and I looked at you, and then they all half-kneeled down.

"My teacher, I will take special care when the head teacher leaves... If you leave, we must follow you."

"Yes, Master, now the world seems to be about to rise. Even Wudang is not as safe as it used to be."

"Mr. Master, if it is inconvenient, we will only follow you from afar... Although you are strong, as a Fu Xiu, you will go out alone. If you encounter sudden danger, what should you do?"

"Sir, please let us go to the back mountain together."

Yu Qingzhu stopped and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, he asked: "Is it good for your uncle to be in the back mountain?"

One of the sword cultivators said: "The uncle of the junior teacher is free and free by nature. If others encounter such a thing, they might have collapsed long ago, but the uncle was free. Yesterday, I went to the back mountain and saw the uncle fishing by the lake from afar, which was very free."

"I saw it too," another sword cultivator said, "The uncle of the little master also built a wooden house in the back mountain, very comfortable."

"Yes, my uncle doesn't compete with others and is out of the world, which makes us quite admire him." Another sword cultivator blew hard.

In fact... the uncle of the junior master is really a typical villain in the eyes of the Taoist priests of Wudang. The more the Taoist nuns like him, the more they hate him.

And in fact, these sword cultivators saw the illusion that Xia Ji made in daily life.

Generally, all kinds of small animals as scouts will tell him the movements in the front mountain. If a junior comes to the back mountain to check whether he is safe, he will move the ground and change to a place where the juniors can see it and fish.

The wooden house on the back mountain was also built for this reason.

When Yu Qingzhu heard Xia Ji'anhao, she saw four sword cultivators looking like "She will follow wherever she goes" and "If you want to hurt her, you must first step over their bodies", and immediately lost her heart to the back mountain.

In this case, even if you see it, what can you talk about?

But the considerations of these four sword cultivators were also given by the head sect and also for the overall situation... How could she scold her?

Yu Qingzhu said: "I won't go."

The four sword cultivators then bowed respectfully and then scattered.

Yu Qingzhu walked away and turned her head again.

Behind me, the sky was just right.

She sighed quietly.

......

A few days later.

Under the moonlit night.
To be continued...