While Liang Yan was taking Qing Qing to heal his injuries in Danjing Spring, a continuous drizzle began to fall in Shiling Village.
Late at night, outside the village, in the rain, a tombstone stood on a deserted open space.
The soil here has been newly plowed and the weeds have not grown. It was obviously just built. Looking at the names on the tombstones, they are Mu Chunhua, the patriarch of the Shiling Tribe, and his granddaughter Mu Ying!
In front of the tombstone were piles of wine jars. There were hundreds of jars, which were accumulated like a small mountain. Most of the jars were empty and looked like they had been almost drunk.
The cemetery is particularly quiet in the rain, but the Shiling Village not far away is brightly lit.
The monks in the village are holding a tribal meeting. They are going to elect a new tribal leader. No one will disturb the sleeping grandfather and grandson for the time being.
Suddenly, several empty wine jars rolled down from a high place, making a "gurgling, gurgling" sound until they fell to the ground, breaking the wine jars and breaking the tranquility of the cemetery.
Looking at the pile of wine jars, a man's palm stretched out.
It turned out that this man had been buried under the wine jar, and he only woke up just now. He seemed to feel that the wine jar was pressing on him, and he moved his palms left and right, gradually pushing away the nearby wine jars.
"Bang! Bang!"
As the wine jars fell one by one, a man in a white robe was revealed inside. The man looked handsome, but his right eye was blind, so he had some flaws.
"Yingying..."
The man murmured to himself and opened his left eye, as if he had just sobered up.
His eyes were a little blurred, and he seemed to be immersed in the memories of the past, sometimes happy, sometimes sad. In the end, he seemed to recall the scene on Longding Mountain, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"So many years of love, turned out to be fake..." Gu Xingyun sighed and drank the wine jar in his arms.
Bangcang!
The wine jar fell to the ground and made a breaking sound, just like his state of mind at this time.
Too painful!
It is the pain of having trust betrayed and past understanding subverted!
Gu Xingyun was not drunk at all, he just didn't want to wake up because when he woke up, he would think of Mu Ying and the thorn on Longding Mountain.
Although he was lucky enough to save his life in the end, he felt extremely confused. For a moment, he didn't even know where to go!
The rain has been falling, and the moonlight has long been obscured by dark clouds...
This night, which made everyone restless, also passed quietly in the drizzle.
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In the early morning of the next day, when dawn was just beginning to light up, a white-haired old woman walked out of the village entrance.
She is the high priest of the Stone Spirit Clan, Yi Yin.
Overnight, this man seemed to have aged hundreds of years. He used to be a boy with gray hair, but now he only had an old face with chicken skin. Even his eyes were a little cloudy, far less bright than when he first met Liang Yan.
She leaned on a cane and walked slowly alone, and finally came to Mu Chunhua's tombstone.
The originally piled wine jars had been broken into pieces. Gu Xingyun knelt in front of the tombstone, his back turned to him, and his expression could not be seen.
After a moment of silence, Yi Yin suddenly said: "The village discussed it all night, and all the elders finally voted to elect you as the new clan leader."
After listening to Yi Yin's words, Gu Xingyun did not react at all. He still turned his back to her and knelt in front of the tombstone.
…
Yi Yin frowned and said slowly: "People cannot be resurrected after death. As the previous clan leader, Mu Chunhua was plotted by a villain in the end. I am also very sad! But our Shiling clan cannot be without a leader for a day. As the youngest
A talented monk, although his current level is a little low, his future prospects are limitless, and it is my intention for you to take over the position of patriarch."
After Gu Xingyun heard this, he still didn't answer.
"Confused! No matter Mu Chunhua or Mu Ying, they are already dead, do you still want to be stuck in the past?" Yi Yin suddenly shouted.
"High Priest... tell me, is the harmony among the tribes what everyone wants in their hearts, or is it a manifestation of fear of Mount Shennong?"
Gu Xingyun finally spoke
However, the answer is wrong.
Yi Yin was obviously stunned by this sudden question. She had already adapted to the rules of Langhuan Continent for thousands of years and had not thought about it at all.
"Why are you asking this?" Yi Yin frowned deeper, "Shen Nong Mountain brings harmony to all races and allows everyone to practice with peace of mind. Isn't this a good thing?"
Upon hearing this answer, Gu Xingyun suddenly laughed.
"Yilao, thank you. The moment you mentioned "Shennong Mountain", I already knew the answer."
"What are you thinking about?" Yi Yin stared at Gu Xingyun's back. At this moment, she suddenly felt that she could not see through this young monk.
"The world of mortals is like a dream, mist and rain are like a painting, is it true or false? In fact, I'm just deceiving myself."
With a sigh, Gu Xingyun slowly stood up from the tombstone.
He stretched out his right hand and touched the name on the tombstone for the last time, as if he had buried all his attachment and reluctance under the tombstone.
"Yilao, let me ask you another question, Liang Zhidao and the little girl, which direction did they go from?"
Although he was a little confused, Yi Yin still answered truthfully: "They set off at dawn and walked from the east entrance of the village."
"good."
Gu Xingyun took back the palm on the tombstone, and there was a hint of relief in his tone.
It had been drizzling all night, and it finally stopped at this time. The newborn sun was like a beautiful smiling face, reflecting the morning glow in the sky, piercing the clouds and mist, and projecting a touch of warmth onto the two of them.
"I'm going. From now on in Shiling Village, please look after Yi Lao."
After saying these words, Gu Xingyun did not hesitate, and walked in the direction of the rising sun.
"Gu Xingyun! Where are you going? Don't you want to take the position of the clan leader?" Yi Yin's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Becoming the leader of one's own tribe is the dream of all monks in Langhuan Continent, and almost no one can refuse this temptation.
Gu Xingyun was born and raised in the Shiling Clan. He was instilled with faith since he was a child, and he looked forward to one day becoming successful in cultivation, gaining recognition from all the tribesmen, and eventually becoming the leader of the Shiling Clan.
But now, facing the position of clan leader that was easily available, Gu Xingyun actually chose to give up!
He left as soon as he said he wanted, without even a trace of nostalgia!
Yi Yin couldn't figure it out, she really couldn't figure it out, so when she looked at the other person's leaving figure, she subconsciously chased him a few steps, wanting to ask for more information.
…
However, Gu Xingyun's footsteps did not stop for a moment. After a few flashes, the figure had disappeared at the end of the road, and only the singing sound came from afar:
"The smoke is burning, listening to the broken string, three thousand obsessions are intoxicating my heart; I am bound by a mirror, I am dreaming of the world of mortals, I will no longer be in the world when I wake up. Become an immortal! Become an immortal and ask among the white clouds, when will the worldly relationship end? Condensate elixir into snow clothes
, build my ice jade heart!"
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About fifty miles east of Shiling Village, two people were walking slowly on the road.
The two people were a man and a woman. The man was handsome and tall, wearing a gray cloth; the woman was petite, with bright eyes and delicate features. She looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.
"Liang Yan, you don't know that the water from Danjing Spring is really delicious!"
"I heard that the monks of the Stone Spirit Tribe are very concerned about the treasure of the spiritual spring. How did you convince them?"
"Liang Yan, Liang Yan! Have you seen that wild flower on the road? It's beautiful, but it's a pity that it's not a spiritual flower. I'm afraid it will wither in a short time, right?"
"Well, actually this is good, so that it won't be picked off by others, and it can grow quietly in the wild and live the life you want."
"Liang Yan, Liang Yan! Look..."
Qingqing was chirping along the way, like a lark, beside Liang Yan.
However, Liang Yan was very silent.
From morning to now, he has been thinking about a question:
How did Qingqing recover?
Late last night, he originally planned to use Danjing Spring to help Qingqing regain consciousness, but when he put Qingqing into the spiritual spring, a mysterious force appeared, making it impossible for the water from Danjing Spring to enter Qingqing through the pores.
's body.
The source of this mysterious power seems to be Qingqing herself. Even though she is unconscious, she is still instinctively resisting foreign things.
Throughout the night, the water from Danjing Spring did not help Qingqing at all!
Just when Liang Yan was feeling a little discouraged, something strange happened.
In the early morning of the next day, when the first ray of light appeared, Qingqing opened her eyes!
Not only did she open her eyes, but the breath on her body was restored to its original state in an instant. Her whole body was full of vitality, and it didn't look like she had lost her essence at all.
It was as if nothing she had experienced before had ever happened! Qingqing was back to the state she was in a day ago!
Liang Yan had never seen such a strange thing before, and his heart was full of doubts.
This also made him more suspicious of Qingqing's origins, so he remained silent along the way.
As for Qingqing, she was as heartless as before. She kept chattering next to him and seemed very happy.
The two of them walked like this for about fifty miles. If they turned back at this time, they could no longer see Shiling Village.
"That's almost it."
Liang Yan suddenly stopped and spoke softly.
Qingqing blinked, looked over, and asked curiously: "Brother Liang, why did you stop?"
"We are far away from Shiling Village now. We can fly away next."
"Flying in the air? This is strictly prohibited in Langhuan Continent." Qingqing said in surprise.
"There is no need to escape the light. How can we walk on our legs for a distance of eight thousand miles?"
"But……"
"No buts! I'm not from Langhuan Continent, so I don't need to abide by the rules here. And now that the Ye Ming Sect has started to take action, the Langhuan clan has no time to take care of themselves, so how can they have time to take care of us?"
…
"Oh." Qingqing knew she couldn't change Liang Yan's decision, so she could only nodded obediently.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the road behind the two of them.
"It's him?"
Liang Yan frowned and looked behind him.
The person who came was wearing a white robe, and it was his acquaintance from the Shiling Clan, Gu Xingyun!
At this time, Gu Xingyun was walking as fast as flying, and it seemed that he had been chasing him all the way. When he saw Liang Yan, his calm face finally showed a look of joy.
After a while, Gu Xingyun had arrived in front of Liang Yan.
"Why are you here?" Liang Yan asked with some confusion.
However, what happened next made him even more confused.
Plop!
Gu Xingyun didn't say much, and knelt down in front of him without any hesitation.
Liang Yan's expression changed slightly. He never expected that the first thing this person would do when they met was to kneel to him, and before he could stop him, the other person was already kneeling in front of him.
"What are you doing?"
"I want to become your teacher!" Gu Xingyun got straight to the point and directly explained his purpose.
"Worship me as your teacher?"
Liang Yan frowned and looked a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party wanted to become his master after chasing him for fifty miles.
"I heard that your Stone Spirit Clan held a tribal meeting, and all the elders unanimously elected you as the new clan leader. Why, you don't even want the position of clan leader?"
"Let's put the past behind us. The fate of this world is over. From now on, I just want to practice with my master." Gu Xingyun said with a sincere face.
"Are you fully enlightened? But I haven't agreed to accept you as my disciple yet." Liang Yan shook his head and said with a smile.
"Senior Liang, when I was seriously injured and in coma, I heard Lingyao and the others mention you as a 'visitor from outer space.' It was also from that time that I realized that Langhuan Continent is just a small world, and there is a wider world outside.
world, so I want to follow you outside
Exploring."
"So that's what it is."
Liang Yan nodded slightly.
Gu Xingyun has a good temperament and good qualifications. He is indeed a good prospect. Unfortunately, Liang Yan does not like to accept apprentices. The three apprentices he accepted before had certain reasons. In addition, Ji Hang's betrayal made him distrustful of accepting apprentices.
There is something taboo about being a disciple.
Seeing Liang Yan's expression hesitant, Gu Xingyun thought for a while and said again:
"Senior Liang, I don't expect you to agree immediately, but please give me a chance. The journey from here to Shennong Mountain is very long. Gu is willing to be a pawn. As long as Senior Liang has something to do, even if he goes up the sword mountain and the sea of fire, Gu
I’m not shy about it!”
"oh?"
Liang Yan's eyes flashed.
As Gu Xingyun said, the road to Shennong Mountain is very long. Although I have recovered part of my cultivation, I am still not familiar with the environment here. It would be great if there is a monk from Langhuan Continent as a guide.
.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Qingqing next to him again and felt that this woman was not reliable.
In comparison, Gu Xingyun is much more reliable.
"Since you said so...then I'll give you a chance."
Liang Yan looked at the ancient clouds in front of him and muttered: "I will accept you as a registered disciple first. After arriving at Shennong Mountain, I will teach you some magic. If you are really suitable for my lineage, then I will
I will consider accepting you as a formal disciple."
"Thank you Master!"
Gu Xingyun was overjoyed and kowtowed three times respectfully in front of Liang Yan.
This time, Liang Yan did not get out of the way.
"There are only two rules for being my disciple. First, you must not deceive your master and destroy your ancestors. Second, you must not kill your fellow disciples. You must remember these two!"