"Tsinghua dare not forget the teachings of senior brother!" When Cao Qinghua faced Qin Haoxuan, he returned to his previous discipleship at the Taichu Sect, with full respect in his eyes.

"Have you been traveling around in the past few years? How are you doing?"

Hearing Qin Haoxuan’s question, Cao Qinghua immediately told him about the past few years one by one.

It turned out that after Qin Haoxuan left, Cao Qinghua practiced day and night, and did not want to delay himself by staying away from the Taichu Sect. However, after he practiced the spiritual methods learned from the Taichu Sect, he felt that if there were no more powerful techniques or opportunities, his cultivation might not have stopped. In order to prevent this, he began to travel to Xianglong Kingdom. Fortunately, he once fell into an ancient cave. By chance, he got some immortal fate from it to achieve today's cultivation.

He came here by chance yesterday and encountered a snake spirit.

Although Cao Qinghua said it simply and looked relaxed, Qin Haoxuan could see from his simple words the hardships and determination to persevere on the road to immortal cultivation.

"You must have suffered a lot over the years." Qin Haoxuan looked at Cao Qinghua's thin appearance and said with a sigh on his face.

"Senior brother, Tsinghua University is not suffering. If you have not stopped the path of cultivating immortals, you can continue to walk on this path, so your disciples will not feel suffering."

The endless sea water surging in waves, swaying against the coast, the clouds dissipated, and the stars in the sky leaked out.

Through Cao Qinghua's resolute face, Qin Haoxuan could feel his unyielding fighting spirit in his heart, which made Qin Haoxuan's heart feel warm.

Isn’t this the true meaning of cultivating immortality? Even though there are many obstacles ahead, I am not afraid of it.

Qin Haoxuan took out the Qiankun bag he carried with him, and the spiritual secret made of the book radiated a blue light in his palm: "You can hold this secret."

Cao Qinghua looked at Qin Haoxuan's secret book on his palm, his lips tightly. When he looked up again, his eyes were shiny at Qin Haoxuan, and his young face was full of toughness: "Xie Qin Brother."

Many times, words become pale, thousands of words gather in your heart, but you can't even say a word on your mouth.

Cao Qinghua held the secret book tightly with both hands, as if holding his own beliefs.

Seeing Qin Haoxuan take it openly, Qin Haoxuan's smile on his face became deeper. Cao Qinghua knew where his path was and what he needed. Such a disciple would definitely go further in the future.

Qin Haoxuan remembered some aura left by the Immortal King on his fairy tree, so he sacrificed his unreachable immortal tree and activated his spiritual energy, and the aura of the Great Dao belonging to the Immortal King flowed out.

Cao Qinghua opened his eyes wide and looked at all this. Countless golden runes circled around him. He seemed to be trapped in a mysterious and mysterious realm, ethereal and clear. The dark curtains in the sky gradually dissipated in his eyes. The pure white colors were boundless like the ocean, surrounding him. The golden runes and the stars in the sky seemed to have life, forming a series of live patterns with the rules of the natural path of heaven and earth, spreading them one by one in all directions.

It seemed like a long time later, and it seemed that it was just a moment. This wonderful feeling that every pore in the body was opened comfortably only dissipated from Cao Qinghua's body.

"Senior brother..."

When Cao Qinghua broke away from that realm, he opened his eyes and saw that the black sky had dissipated, and the clouds were lingering in the place where the sea and sky were connected, and a red sun had just emerged from the boundless sea.

Qin Haoxuan did not move all night and saw Cao Qinghua wake up from the aura of the Immortal King, and he felt even more comforted. Although Cao Qinghua is a weak person, his years of travel not only strengthened his heart of Tao, but also made him have his own understanding of the great way of cultivating immortals. The aura of the Immortal King he had just released only made him understand more thoroughly.

After Cao Qinghua was completely awake, the feeling of ethereality that was stirring in his heart became even more intense. He also understood that he had seen something just now. Looking at Qin Haoxuan in front of him, Cao Qinghua's eyes heated up, knelt down with both ties, lowered his head, and said in his low and mute voice with a choked sob: "Senior brother, don't worry, Tsinghua will definitely live up to his senior brother's expectations. On the road to cultivation, Tsinghua will definitely walk out of his own way!"

"Okay! I will watch you." Qin Haoxuan pulled him up, then took out another Qiankun bag and handed it to Cao Qinghua. "You can also take this. If you don't have a sect now, your future journey will be difficult. It is important to have determination, but these resources cannot be missing."

Cao Qinghua stared at the Qiankun bag in front of him, frowned tightly. Even if he didn't open the bag, he could feel the surging spiritual power inside and the magic weapon that leaked out a trace of divine beauty.

"Senior brother, I..."

"Hold it."

Qin Haoxuan handed the thing forward and put the other hand on Cao Qinghua's shoulder: "Didn't you say you will walk out of your own way on the road to immortal cultivation? Senior brother believes in you. Since you still call me Senior brother, take this bag of things and don't let down your expectations."

Tears finally broke through the embankment. Cao Qinghua used his sleeves to wipe the tears falling from his face, but no matter how hard he used, he couldn't wipe them clean.

After the Qiankun Bag, Cao Qinghua once again gave a disciple gift to Qin Haoxuan and looked at him with red eyes: "Senior Brother, I will definitely not disappoint you."

Looking at Cao Qinghua's face, Qin Haoxuan was in a trance for a moment, and the picture hidden deep in his heart came to his mind again.

The frozen Huangdi Peak, the sad cold wind, the blood-stained land, and the tears flowing in Luo Maoxun, who will never breathe again...

Qin Haoxuan originally thought that these scenes were already well kept by him in his heart, and as long as he didn't touch them, he wouldn't think of them.

However, the moment he saw Cao Qinghua, he suppressed the scenes he didn't want to think about still came to his eyes.

Some things are like shadows that follow you, and go deep into the blood, and are accompanied by every breath. How can you forget it? Even if the pain is unbearable, those pictures are still there.

The feeling of losing the disciples he taught himself was like tearing his heart and lungs apart. Qin Haoxuan looked at Cao Qinghua in front of him, and suddenly had the urge to bring him back to Taichu Sect and never let him encounter danger again.

This time, he came here in time. What about the next time? Who else will help him? Qin Haoxuan felt uncomfortable when he thought of this. Moreover, for so many years, Cao Qinghua has been traveling alone. Wouldn't he feel lonely?

"You and..."

You can go back to Taichu teaching with me.

This sentence almost blurted out. When Qin Haoxuan saw clearly the firmness and determination on Cao Qinghua's face, and clearly saw clearly the dazzling brilliance of his eyes full of hope for the future, he paused and then smiled bitterly in his heart: "What's wrong with me? He is so worried about gains and losses. He has his own way to go, and he will go better."

At this time, Xiao Jin had already jumped back again, and the snake spirit became the size of a palm, and was held in Xiao Jin's hand and played with it.

Qin Haoxuan's heart moved, and then he pinched a magic trick with both hands. The seeds of skin difficulty suddenly appeared and penetrated into the snake spirit's body with an unknown dark aura.

The snake spirit, who was originally pretending to be dead, suddenly froze all over.

Qin Haoxuan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "From today on, you will follow him and protect him, and you cannot let him have any accidents. Otherwise, I will detonate this seed of disaster that is difficult to seed of disaster at any time."

The snake spirit, who had originally wanted to struggle, immediately became depressed when he heard Qin Haoxuan's words. Qin Haoxuan's cold eyes swept across the snake spirit. The snake spirit felt as if he was targeted by a natural enemy, and a chill instantly rushed throughout his body.

"Yes, I must listen to the orders of the great immortal and protect my master."

It took hundreds of years of practice to achieve today. Naturally, I have experienced countless strong winds and waves, and have mastered the ability to turn the rudder when the wind turns. With the years of experience of the snake spirit, I can feel that Qin Haoxuan in front of it is definitely a ruthless figure who has emerged from countless bloody battles. It cannot afford to provoke, and the seed of disaster is in its body, and the unknown power of yin and cold shocked it.

Regardless of Cao Qinghua's surprise, the snake spirit climbed up to his shoulders with a very soft attitude.

Qin Haoxuan said to Cao Qinghua with a smile: "This snake has been practicing immortality for many years, so he can also solve many problems for you if he follows you."

Cao Qinghua looked at Qin Haoxuan with bright eyes, and then nodded heavily: "Senior brother, don't worry, Tsinghua will take care of itself. The road to cultivation is long. In the future, as long as Taichu Education needs it, Tsinghua will come even if it is far away in the sky."

Qin Haoxuan smiled with relief: "Tsinghua, as long as you remember and ensure that you are safe, it is the greatest comfort for your senior brother. Okay, you go."

"Senior brother, the disciple is gone." After looking at Qin Haoxuan deeply again, Cao Qinghua flew onto the flying sword in Qiankun bag and left here like a flowing light.

"Thank you for saving your life, thank you for saving your life..."

Just as Cao Qinghua was flying into the air, countless civilians gathered early on the coast knelt on the ground and shouted these things.

Cao Qinghua fought with the snake spirit for a day and a night, and his heroic posture, who did not take a step back even if he was injured, was deeply imprinted into the hearts of these civilians.

Amid the gratitude, Qin Haoxuan also withdrew his gaze to see Cao Qinghua, and wings of freedom were born on his back, and flew towards Taichu Sect with Xiao Jin.

"Xiao Jin, even a snake spirit can speak. Your cultivation level is much higher than it, why can't you speak?" Qin Haoxuan asked with a frown and confused as he touched Xiao Jin's soft golden retriever.

Xiao Jin squeaked a few times, then grabbed his head, looked at Qin Haoxuan with its big eyes, indicating that he didn't know either.

Qin Haoxuan twitched his lips and couldn't find out what was going on, so he had to put it aside.

When Qin Haoxuan returned to Taichu Sect, he went directly to Butian Pavilion. Looking at Xing who was sleeping, he sighed in his heart, sat down on the ground, and once again made hundreds of spiritual medicines with spiritual power into powder and spread them into the medicine pool.

The power of the spiritual medicine slowly entered Xing's body. Qin Haoxuan looked for a while and confirmed that Xing was fine and left.

Today, I saw Cao Qinghua without warning. Many past events appeared in Qin Haoxuan's mind one by one, and the chaos and the source could not be found.

The breeze blew the dense leaves on the trees, composeing a sound like the coming of drizzle. Qin Haoxuan walked through the path on Yingling Mountain, slowly passed by the martyrs of Taichu Cult throughout the ages, and finally came to the place where the disciples of the Nature Temple were buried.

The tombs of Xuan Jizi and Pu Hanzhong have not changed much. After so many years, Luo Maoxun's new tomb has also become an old tomb.

Qin Haoxuan looked at the three adjacent graves and suddenly felt that he had no strength. He smiled bitterly and sighed, then sat on the land in front of the grave. Thousands of words surged in his heart and were about to explode.

"Master, I saw Cao Qinghua today. Do you still remember him? He is a little disciple who entered our natural hall with Maoxun..."

Speaking of Luo Maoxun, Qin Haoxuan's heart hurts like a needle, which is very subtle but somewhat unbearable.

"Maoxun has been away for so many years." Even though he felt bitter in his heart, Qin Haoxuan forced himself to speak, because the wound about Luo Maoxun, which had been buried in his heart for many years, had already become festered. If he didn't take it out, it would probably corrupt his heart. "This matter was indeed something that the disciple did wrong. He did not teach the successor of the natural hall recognized by his master, so he had such a thing..."

Qin Haoxuan felt his throat tight and astringent, and his voice gradually lowered: "Maoxun is a good child. Even if he made a mistake, he did not lose the people from the Natural Hall in the end. Master, we did not see the wrong person..."
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