As soon as he walked into the main hall, Chu Gaoge rushed over, Ling Luo closed the doors and windows and sat down.

"Master, he has something to go out, and I will leave the things in Beiling Mountain for the time being. The length of time of the master's departure is difficult to predict. If all the people who have not returned to the Beiling Sect for a year will be dispersed, and the academic expenses of the junior and sisters will be returned on schedule. In the future, there is also an explanation for who will inherit the position of the sect leader of the Beiling Sect in the future. It is said that if the three brothers and brothers have enough power and reputation to convince the other two, who will be the sect leader. If it is difficult to distinguish between the superiority and the inferiority, the three sects will be established together. If there is any violation of orders and those who do not obey the order will be killed without mercy, the sect property stored by the master will be informed of the method of extraction."

Chu Gaoge was surprised and said, "Senior Brother, what happened? Master has always been calm and modest. How could he be so hasty and hasty this time?"

Ling Luo pondered and said, "The two junior brothers need to know about this, but they must not tell others. The master has been secretly injured. He has been overworked over the years. Recently, he has been secretly injured when practicing. The situation is extremely urgent. The only master of Feixian who can help him in the world..."

Ling Luo could not explain to Chu Gaoge at all that, when the powerful people today compete for hegemony, most of them have the ambition to unify the world. It would be unpredictable if the Chu State knew what Zheng Feixian was doing.

Chu Gaoge was shocked when he heard that the old man Beiling was seriously injured and might not be able to survive for a year. He had no objection to Ling Luo's affairs in charge of the mountain. When Ling Luo asked about his opinions on the old man Beiling's arrangement, he agreed casually.

When the three of them went out, many disciples were already suspicious of something and gathered to wait. Ling Luo and Chu Gaoge both pretended to be nothing and smiled and said that Old Man Beiling learned about an ancient secret book. If it went smoothly, he might be in seclusion and practiced for a while. The operation of the Northern Ling Sect had already entered the trajectory. Now, even if Old Man Beiling is not here, the teaching of martial arts will not be affected.

All the disciples knew that the old man Beiling was good at collecting secret books and treasures, and they believed it to be true.

When Bu Jingxian returned to the roof next to the martial arts training ground, Shaoyuan came over to ask him if something happened to Feixian Sect. Bu Jingxian was surprised, but he was fine on the surface and said, "How could this question be there? The eldest brother only said that the master was eager to practice the master's secrets that he was about to find."

Shaoyuan rubbed his big nose and grinned, "The wet nurse Feiying sent me a message saying that his father and commander were planning to call me back next year. The martial master of this clan, Gar, fought with Zheng Feixian, but Zheng Feixian was also injured. If the situation is true, the army of this clan will invade Zheng next year! The sect leader was in a hurry and I think it was because Zheng Feixian was seriously injured. Master, do you think what I guess is reasonable?"

"Maybe this is the case, maybe not. The sect leader will not tell his master this kind of thing."

"Yes, the sect leader looks down on him and doesn't like his master." Shaoyuan is a person with little brains. Such words often seem to be true to anyone's opinion, and Bu Jingxian never cares about it.

After the old man Beiling left, it was indeed gone for months. During this period, the news that the old man Beiling and Zheng Feixian were traveling together. The disciples of the Beiling Sect thought that they were practicing some magical ancient martial arts secrets together, and there were no unfavorable rumors. On the contrary, most of them did not dare to humiliate Bu Jingxian because Zheng Linran was in charge of the major affairs of the Feixian Sect. Although some disciples still remained the same, it was rare that anyone would agree.

Although these disciples on the top of the mountain are arrogant, they have a sharp sense of smell. The fact that Zheng Linran can support the overall situation means that he will most likely be in trouble in the future. Although they are not afraid of the Feixian Sect, they are never willing to commit crimes. Although they still look down on Jingxian in their hearts, they even think that he is a lucky person, most of them will not say such words in person.

Shaoyuan has also become better.

"Master is so lucky, he has a good wife."

Bu Jingxian couldn't help but shake his head. Shaoyuan would always say something unintentional, and it made people listen to harsh words. Many people laughed at him leaning against the big tree, and his ancestors had cultivated blessings for several lifetimes. Shaoyuan also said so, and it was even more straightforward. "Why isn't it? Master's fiancée is the heir to the Flying Immortal Sect. Of course, everyone is afraid of Master." Shaoyuan said so naturally, and finally rubbed his big nose and said, "But I think she looks down on Master and doesn't like Master!"

"What nonsense?" Bu Jingxian often felt depressed and wanted to tell Shaoyuan to shut up. His words were too harsh and unwilling to listen.

"I didn't say nonsense! Otherwise, why didn't she come to see her master once for half a year, and she didn't even say anything! There was a girl who liked me very much and would come to me every day. The father-in-law didn't allow her to come again. Master, will her be so beautiful now, will she fall in love with other young masters, a handsome and capable young master than the master?"

Shaoyuan said this more than once, but it was actually very ridiculous. The A-mei he mentioned was his half-sister. The two of them were young, ignorant and often naive and learned to see things in the adult family. Later, they were finally caught up. Shaoyuan's father and leader were deeply ashamed and unwilling to be known. Shaoyuan's biological mother was not favored, and was finally put into a cloth bag and beaten into meat and thrown to the wolf. Shaoyuan was also beaten and almost died. His fear of pain was at that time.

If Bu Jingxian had not endured it, I would have known how many times he would have beaten Shaoyuan. In Shaoyuan's eyes, Bu Jingxian, the master, was very nice to him, and he liked him very much and was very grateful. But in his eyes, this master was also a person with the lowest martial arts skills in Beiling Mountain, dirty and incapable of status. He was about the same as his Shaoyuan.

The facts in these two aspects do not affect each other.

"Go! Do you think the master looks as ugly as you? Do you think the master has no ambition like you? Do you think the master is as stupid as you?" Bu Jingxian scolded Shaoyuan in annoyance and was not afraid. He laughed and said, "Master has not said anything great. The Divine Soul Sect is not favored anywhere. The master of the sect master has never learned it. He looks dirty all day long and why do you say it is good-looking!"

"I really want to push you off the cliff and die! Shut up to the teacher."

"Master is reluctant to let go. The truth is unpleasant, Master!"

Bu Jingxian slapped him in the head and said, "Concentrate on practicing qigong and don't think about these boring things!"

Speaking of practicing Shaoyuan, he is very energetic. Although he has not learned the clever moves these days, his strength has increased a lot after practicing the Soul Art. The sense of power of the attack has fascinated him, and his enthusiasm for practicing is doubled. He immediately shouted and waved his fists. The sunset reflected on him, and only the clothes could be seen in the red of his clothes, and his face was too dark.

Although the disciples of the Beiling Sect didn't know it, the new disciples who came to study for their disciples were unwilling to go up to the top of the mountain if they were not there. The high tuition fee would be not worth it if they could not get the guidance of the Beiling Sect. Many of the disciples on the top of the mountain were unwilling to stay and chose to go down the mountain to go home.

In more than half of the year, there were half of the disciples on the mountain.

On the contrary, the disciples who privately accepted disciples on the mountainside still had a good business, with more and more disciples, and many of them were reluctant to leave after their academic period, just to make money.

Ten months after the old man Beiling left, Shaoyuan was picked up by his father and commander. Before leaving, he cried and hugged Bu Jingxian and refused to let go, as if this master was his father. Bu Jingxian still remembered what Shaoyuan said, and expected that the Black Wolf Army would soon rise. However, unexpectedly, Shaoyuan's father and commander could even think of this child. Before the revenge, he did not forget to take him out of the dangerous place.

Watching Shaoyuan crying all the way down the mountain, Bu Jingxian sent him to the foot of the mountain.

"Remember to practice martial arts diligently."

Shaoyuan still shouted all the way when he got on the carriage, "Master, I remember, Master, I remember..."

It was not until the carriage disappeared from sight that Shaoyuan could no longer hear the screams of his lungs.

After getting along for a long time, Bu Jingxian felt a little reluctant. But if he didn't leave, Shaoyuan could not stop him when he returned to his father, and some separations could not be avoided, and people could only try to face them by themselves.

When I returned to the mountain, I saw Ling Luo walking alone in the martial arts venue, frowned slightly and looked serious.

Ling Luo changed a lot in the past ten months. In the past, he always had a faint smile, and his eyes were filled with a detached and detached quietness. Now he is disturbed by common things, becoming melancholy and anxious.
Chapter completed!