The whole sect is reborn

"...It's nothing, you saw it wrong."

"How could I get it wrong? You obviously have this look in your eyes! Are you thinking wrong? I'm not the kind of person you think!"

"You know what kind of person I think you are?"

"...No matter what, I am confused by you! In short, I respect your mother very much, and I have no bad intentions!"

"Just say so."

"..."

Although Ling Junqian showed an expression of admitting defeat, Xia Sheng always felt that something was not right. However, Ling Junqian did not want to argue with Xia Sheng like this again, as it would make him look like a child.

In fact, after gaining Ling Junqian's trust, Xia Sheng also asked him to help him seal his memory. But Ling Junqian refused.

"But it will be very painful for you."

"It doesn't matter, I can live with it. I am the only one left in the Ling family. If I choose to forget, then there will be nothing left in the Ling family."

Seeing that Xia Sheng was still worried, Ling Junqian smiled. After these days of walking experience, his mood has improved a lot. However, he still doesn't want to forget everything that happened before. If the memory is sealed, it will cause him to forget himself.

What should I do with my family?

Therefore, even if it hurts, he will remember it firmly. He can't understand why Xia Sheng looks at him with a distressed expression. Ling Junqian feels that he can completely accept it. However, when he faces his little sister in the future,

When he was seven years old, Ling Junqian understood why Xia Sheng felt so distressed now. Whose disciple really felt hurt!

In short, the journey of master and disciple's training began with a bumpy start. Ling Junqian had never traveled far before and was very curious about everything outside. Xia Sheng had traveled to many places, but his cultivation was not high.

Without the support of his elders, he did not dare to go to places that were too dangerous.

However, even though he encountered countless difficulties and obstacles during the training process, Ling Junqian still felt that it was really great to go out and practice with his master.

Xia Sheng is a complete little person. He has never been rich or powerful. Even if he picked up the inheritance of Wuji Sect, he only learned less than a point due to his limited talent. However, even if he is sitting on a treasure mountain and cannot bring the treasure back, even if he

Suffering from a serious illness, he was unable to display many of the powerful qualities that a monk should have, but Xia Sheng never complained.

After discovering that Ling Junqian was indeed a rare genius, Xia Sheng was extremely excited when he saw his disciple absorbing the knowledge left behind by Wuji Sect like a piece of cotton without any hindrance.

In Xia Sheng's life, there seemed to be no emotions such as jealousy at all. He was generous, enthusiastic, kind, and never complained. In a word that Ling Junqian could not say at that time, he was full of love for the world.

In fact, Ling Junqian has always wondered why Xia Sheng was always so optimistic. Because he saw that his master's life was full of suffering, and there seemed to be not many happy times, but why was his master always smiling?

Don’t you think you’re having a hard time?

"You're stupid. I've met so many good people in my life, and finally I accepted such an outstanding disciple. What's so difficult about it? I'm just a little regretful that I can't stay with you for too long..."

Ling Junqian didn't believe this. He wanted to go to more and further places with his master.

However, Master's health has never been very good. In the first few years, he could still run around with Ling Junqian, watch people fight, and occasionally pick up some meat scraps to eat, which was very satisfying. But after the third

Five years ago, Xia Sheng's illness suddenly worsened. In the end, it was even more difficult to move around.

At that time, they happened to be in the Wuji Sect, and Xia Sheng had no choice but to stay in the Wuji Sect to recuperate.

"I know my own illness. I'm not afraid of death. I just feel that I really can't help you."

I obviously promised to take this child to see more interesting places, but his body is no longer good.

Jun Qian is such a good child, but he has to watch his close relatives leave twice in a row. Xia Sheng has begun to think that he should not accept this child as a disciple. Wouldn't it be better to send him to another big sect family? At least there will be someone there.

More and better teachings. Although the Wuji Sect was extremely dazzling a hundred thousand years ago, now there are only two of them, and they no longer have the glory they once had.

But after Ling Junqian found out, he directly denied it.

"I didn't become a disciple because of the inheritance and teachings of the sect family. I became a disciple of Wuji Sect because of you. Wherever you are, I will be there. You love Wuji Sect, and so do I."

Xia Sheng looked at this child and couldn't help but feel a sore nose. Perhaps everything given by Heaven has a hidden price. His disciple has such an outstanding talent, but suffered a lot in the first half of his life. This child is only fifteen years old, Xia Sheng can't

I can't imagine how this child spent the first seven years of his life living like a zombie, nor can I imagine how Jun Qian lived alone in that strange yet familiar border town for the three years after witnessing the tragedy.

of life.

When they first met, Xia Sheng was nice to him because Ling Junqian was Mrs. Ling's child. Now, Xia Sheng is nice to his disciple just because he is Ling Junqian. Because Xia Sheng clearly knows that his disciple is such a person.

Others treat him three points well, but Jun Qian's nine or ten points is not enough!

He is such a tough, reliable, and upright person who deserves to be trusted!

Of course, occasionally he would get angry and want to beat her up but couldn't. After all, this was the only seedling in a thousand hectares of land!

After Xia Sheng's illness progressed, he became a little bit unrecognizable and had no control over his speech. Ling Jun asked him a few times and found out that he was not sick, but poisoned by others. This poison is not suitable for people below the golden elixir stage.

There is no solution, which will make a seemingly normal monk experience life, old age, illness and death like a mortal, and eventually die like a mortal.

This poison is called - a pillow of yellow rice.

When he learned about this, Ling Junqian was also excited. Doesn't this mean that as long as the master can cultivate to the golden elixir stage, the poison will naturally be eliminated?

But occasionally when Xia Sheng was awake, he smiled and comforted his disciples.

"Look at me, Master. Do I look like someone who can cultivate to the golden elixir stage? In this life, I can step into the world of immortality and see this wonderful and wonderful place that is different from the mortal world. I already have no regrets.

Look, which ordinary person can be as lucky as me? I am now a legendary immortal!"

"..."

Ling Junqian stood stubbornly, refusing to accept this fact.

"I can learn to make alchemy! Make the elixir that will allow you to break through the golden elixir stage in one fell swoop! Master! Just wait for me! I will definitely be able to do it!"

After saying this, Ling Junqian rushed to the crude alchemy furnace and tried to make alchemy.

Listening to the constant rumbling sound of the furnace explosion, Xia Sheng nestled in his chair and closed his eyes comfortably.

He has experienced joy and pain, sorrow and confusion, happiness and joy in his life for decades, and now he still has such a good disciple by his side...

No regrets in this life. No regrets.

Why be persistent?