A slightly solemn atmosphere enveloped the courtyard. Yang Qing looked at the straight back in front of him, and his heroic and passionate figure seemed to have never seen Uncle Xun's excited and solemn expression. Even when Brother Ling went to compete for the world, he could not see too much passion and interest in Uncle Xun.

Seeing that no one stood up to answer the conversation, Fu Lin smiled and took out a letter from his arms, "Uncle Xun, good stuff."

Xun Yu smiled and took it, "Little bastard, I still remember it."

"Ah, are you really my idol's master?" Li Zi finally believed it.

It’s not his fault, he doesn’t know anyone in the yard.

At the same time, no one could beat him, which hurt his young mind a little.

Xun Yu raised his eyebrows, "Why, it doesn't look like it?"

Li Zi hurriedly said, "Similar! Very similar!"

I turned my face and sighed. It was so uncomfortable that I didn't dare to speak well for these people I couldn't beat.

I miss me, Li Zi, is roaming the world, why did I fall into such a big pit today?

He sat angrily at the stone table beside him, and ignored him, picked up the pastries on the table and started eating.

I took a bite and suddenly opened my eyes widened. Oh! How good is it?

Xun Yu smiled and scolded, "How did Li Zhichuan teach you such a fool?"

Li Zi just pretended that he didn't hear it. I couldn't beat you, so I didn't stand up. He took the notebook in his heart and wrote it down. When he turned around and complained to the old man, if he couldn't beat him, we two masters and apprentices would be like turtles together.

Slowly unpacking the envelope, pulling out the letter paper, and looking at the two light and thin pages, Xun Yu frowned faintly.

What can you write in such two pages? It’s true!

Wen Wei stretched his neck and looked at him secretly. Xun Yu turned around and smiled and kicked him gently, "You old guy, why are you peeping at! Do you think Yunluo can remember you?"

Wen Wei laughed and avoided, "I've seen it. In the last paragraph, I'll ask you to say hello to me on his behalf! Ask me quickly!"

"Believe it or not, I will beat you to death." Xun Yu raised his fist.

Li Zi couldn't help but shook her head, childish! So naive! My senior brothers and I stopped playing these tricks several years ago.

Alas, let's focus on dealing with my pastries.

Xun Yu closed the letter with satisfaction and solemnly held it. Although he was just causing trouble for me, for the sake of talking about my grandfather, I will not care about you anymore.

He looked at Fu Lin who was talking to Yang Qing in a low voice, "Where are the two guests from Fuxu Town now?"

"Cen Wuxin arranged for a short rest in his courtyard."

Xun Yu turned his head and said to Wen Wei: "Old guy, I'll leave this to you. Be sure to settle someone."

"What's the point?" Wen Wei didn't know the identities of the two, so he asked more.

Yang Qing talked about the origins of the two in a few words. Li Zi raised his ear and listened secretly, and suddenly realized that no wonder.

Wen Wei looked at Xun Yu, "Do you see me?"

"I said you, an old guy, are determined to ask for a fight today, right?" Xun Yu glared at Wen Wei, "You are so cheap!"

Li Zi covered her forehead and was speechless. Look at me and said, she was so childish that she was too childish.

Xun Yu lay down on the rattan chair and waved his hand, "It's gone, I feel in love with the scene. I can't stand this old bone."

"Yang Qing, don't rush back, take a break in Jincheng. Call Jiang Yan and Cao Yelai here to discuss matters in the evening."

The white-clothed sword immortal nodded and responded, and Fu Lin was about to turn around and leave.

Xun Yu pointed to the plum that was satisfied with eating, "Take him away so as not to be annoyed to watch here."

Hero Li was furious and slapped the table, about to angrily scold the old guy. What did the old guy say!

Suddenly, someone picked up the collar and then grabbed it under his armpit. The cloth towel was stuffed into his mouth in time.

Yang Qing walked away with Li Zi and Fu Lin.

Wen Wei also followed him, and he wanted to arrange the matter between Shao Lingzhi and Zhang Dean.

The courtyard has returned to tranquility. The rattan chairs are shaking and the cicadas are singing and accompanying the sound of Xun Yu squinting his eyes. There is a great change that has not been seen in a thousand years. Then let me play with you a big game!

Unfortunately, Jiang Taixu was trapped by his promise and could not come out of the mountain, otherwise it would be even more fun.

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In the setting sun, several fast horses galloped towards Xiling Sword Sect. Cen Wuxin took the lead, pulled the horse at the entrance of the mountain, threw the reins in his hand to the follower behind him, and walked towards the mountain gate.

The stone sword that had been inserted obliquely outside the mountain gate had long disappeared, and turned into nothingness after Jing Yuheng's shocking sword that day.

The giant vine wall was also replaced by a flowing light curtain, but the Sword Sect is still the Sword Sect.

Cen Wuxin came to the light curtain and before he could speak, the light curtain opened a hole.

A figure in blue shirt slowly walked out. It was Huo Beizhen, a new elder of the Sword Sect who was on guard the mountain gate today.

He bowed and said, "Brother Cen, don't be fine."

I still have some feelings for the leader of the White Horse Gang who once fought side by side with him.

What's more, it is said that before Yunluo came to Xiling, he had a close relationship with this person.

Therefore, the serious Huo Beizhen did not care about a smile.

Cen Wuxin quickly replied, "Wuxin has seen Elder Huo, and Elder Huo's style is even more beautiful than the past."

Huo Beizhenxu pointed at him, "If others say this, I will be driven back."

After pausing, he looked at Cen Wuxin and said, "Is there anything wrong with this trip?"

Cen Wuxin nodded, "There is indeed something important, I want to see the sect leader."

"Then let's go." Huo Beizhen led Cen Wuxin in and ordered a deacon to invite Cen Wuxin's entourage into the teahouse to rest.

Cen Wuxin's followers looked at the two figures leaving from afar and whispered, "Look, this is the arrangement of our gang leader."

It caused everyone to nod and was honored.

On the mountain road, Cen Wuxin said, "It's Brother Yun who wrote a letter."

Xise suddenly appeared on Huo Beizhen's face, "It's indeed a good thing. Master must be very happy to hear it."

The kingfisher sings and the spring water twitches, urging both of them to speed up.

Outside the main hall of the sect leader, Chen Qingfeng and Bai Qingyue stood side by side, looking at the large mountain of the Sword Sect.

Chen Qingfeng has smiled more and more over the past year. He turned his head a little and looked at Bai Qingyue, "Junior Brother Bai, how about it?"

Bai Qingyue also had a smile on his face, "So you are the senior brother. Now it seems that the master's vision was really good at the beginning."

If he admitted defeat, he would not be depressed at all.

Because the battle between him and Chen Qingfeng back then was a real gentleman's struggle, and they were all for the survival of the thousand-year foundation of the Sword Sect.

"The reason why the Sword Sect can become a holy place for sword cultivators in the world is not because of the many amazing sword immortals in the sect, and the many rare secrets of sword scriptures in the world, but because of the heart of the sword cultivator we always adhere to. Therefore, the survival of the Sword Sect only depends on the survival of this heart." Chen Qingfeng stared into the distance, "If it becomes the Qingxi Sword Pool, and there are a few more uncles Jiang, it is not the Sword Sect."

"This is also the ultimate truth that Master Jing said last time. I have to admit that I thought it was extreme in those years." Bai Qingyue sighed slowly.

With one hand, Chen Qingfeng patted Bai Qingyue's shoulder a few times. He comforted and advised: "The past is the past. Just look at the future. The pressure from the court is still the same, even stronger, and the situation of all parties has not improved much. This sect still needs you, me and all my fellow brothers to support it."

Bai Qingyue took a step back and said respectfully: "I wish to obey the orders of the sect leader."

"You are just getting angry." Chen Qingfeng deliberately raised his face.

"Then let the brothers work together to overcome difficulties?" Bai Qingyue's eyes also had a smile.

The two looked at each other and laughed, their hearts full of passion.

When Huo Beizhen showed up with Cen Wuxin, Chen Qingfeng and Bai Qingyue had already restrained their expressions and looked at them quietly.

Cen Wuxin quickly stepped forward and saluted one by one, "Cen Wuxin has met Master Chen."

"I've met Deputy Sect Master Bai."

Although it is best not to use the word "deputy" when calling someone else's position, if Cen Wuxin is in front of the official position, he can still distinguish the situation.

After all, I have experienced great storms and waves and have become a big shot in Jincheng.

Chen Qingfeng and Bai Qingyue both responded with a smile. Chen Qingfeng stroked his beard and smiled: "Gang Cen has never visited my Sword Sect, what's the point?"

Huo Beizhen smiled and said nothing, waiting silently to see the changes in the expressions of Master and Uncle Bai.

Cen Wuxin took out a stack of letters from his arms, handed them respectfully to Chen Qingfeng, and said, "I don't worry about the handwritten letters brought back by Brother Yunluo, so I have to send them to the sect leader in person."

As soon as he began to say something, Chen Qingfeng was surprised to break a few beards and quickly reached out to take it.

Huo Beizhen covered his mouth and laughed. In his impression, his master's beard was torn off by Junior Brother Yunluo, from the time when Wenjian Mountain, to the half-day gathering of energy in the hall, and to now.

Yun Luo Xin got the title of "beard killer" and "bearded killer."

A little emotion slowly rose in Huo Beizhen's heart. It's been more than a year. There is no need to say much about the ups and downs in it.

Looking back, it seemed like I was depressed and I was conducting an introductory test with them who were confused, just yesterday.

But now they have different situations and are growing up.

Time is indeed the one that cannot stand looking back.

The meditation was interrupted by a burst of laughter. Chen Qingfeng held the letter paper in one hand and stroked his beard without any memory in the other hand, making a burst of relief laughter.
To be continued...