The whole sect is reborn

Ling Junqian had always felt that destiny was not accurate at all. But when he saw his master getting weaker and weaker and it still took some time to research his own elixir, he finally couldn't help it.

lament.

Perhaps God took away the people around him again and again because he didn't like him.

He used to be his parents and relatives, but now he is his master. Why is God so unfair? He just wants to keep his relatives...

"Jun Qian, don't be sad. People will always have this happen to them. It's just that the longevity of a monk with a high level of cultivation is different from a monk with a low level."

Looking at the sluggish disciple, Xia Sheng smiled and stroked the disciple's head. He smiled and was not sad about the impending death. He was just a little regretful. The days of training with the disciple were so happy, but it is a pity that he will not be able to go with him in the future.

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However, Xia Sheng was also very happy to be buried at the old site of the Wuji Sect. His life was an ordinary hard-working life, but because of the inheritance of the Wuji Sect, he actually had a completely different life.

If it were in the past, he would never have imagined that a country is so small and a world is so small. He saw scenery that he could not even imagine in his dreams when he was a child, and he also met people he could trust. How perfect his life was.

Ah, he has no regrets.

However, looking at the decline of Wuji Sect, Xia Sheng felt that he still had one regret.

"Jun Qian, do you think our sect is a bit desolate?"

"You just found out now?"

Ling Junqian came over with a bowl of dark concoction, tucked Xia Sheng's cloak, and then casually glanced at the empty martial arts training ground.

It was because of Xia Sheng that he had a strong sense of belonging to this sect. Of course, part of the reason was that this sect provided them with a place to live. Now seeing the master's hesitant expression, Ling Junqian said

I vaguely know what my master means.

Sure enough, Xia Sheng spoke in a tone of explaining the funeral arrangements the next moment.

"Jun Qian, I think this sect is extremely empty. You should recruit more disciples in the future, otherwise, we will be overwhelmed by the Yiqi sect next door! However, those kids are still trying to become disciples no matter what.

Don’t you look at our Wuji Sect? Our Wuji Sect is obviously very powerful..."

As he talked, Xia Sheng changed the subject. This is also his normal state now. After all, when people get older, it is easy to think in a mess. Even if his appearance has not changed, his overall condition is like that of a person in his seventies or eighties.

old man.

However, Ling Junqian exposed this man's little thoughts with just one sentence.

"If you say this because you don't want to take the medicine, then you don't need to say it, because you have to take the medicine no matter what."

Xia Sheng immediately made a bitter look on his face, and then reluctantly took the medicine sent by his disciple. He was mentally prepared and drank it in one gulp. After all, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!

After drinking the medicine, Xia Sheng's face was wrinkled, obviously he was severely poisoned by the medicine.

"You kid, did you add coptis to the medicine? Why is it so bitter?"

Ling Junqian paused, then smiled easily.

"Yes, good medicine tastes bitter and is good for diseases. Drinking more bitter medicine is good for physical and mental health."

However, when he put the medicine bowl back, Ling Junqian's fingers kept trembling, and a sweet smell came from his nose.

He added a few new herbs to today's bowl of medicine, and the resulting concoction was extremely sweet. But Master said it was very bitter, which meant that Master's condition was getting worse.

But when Ling Junqian turned around, he still smiled lightly and teased Xia Sheng.

"What? Master doesn't even want to drink medicine now?"

"That's not the case. In other words, I didn't have much connection with my disciples before, but you, Jun Qian, as I calculated before, you have a great connection with your disciples. You have to accept at least, well... seven disciples.

Bar?"

"Is this calculated or deceived?"

"Anything is fine. As long as you can gain disciples, I can rest in peace."

Ling Junqian had no choice but to nod in agreement. Everyone said that he was an old boy, but when he came to Xia Sheng's place, he usually behaved like a child, and now he was even more so.

Seeing his disciple agree, Xia Sheng showed a big smile.

In fact, he does not simply want his disciples to continue the glory of Wuji Sect, he just wants to give his disciples a reason to live. With people to take care of, I think Jun Qian will live a better life, right?

His disciple, if no one in this world needs him, there will be no ties. Xia Sheng is really worried that Ling Junqian will leave after him.

"That's good, that's good. In the future, the glory of Wuji Sect will also depend on you. Your child has outstanding talent. If anyone can make Wuji Sect regain the glory it had a hundred thousand years ago, it will be you...

"

Xia Sheng touched his disciple's head and felt that this last wish was enough for the disciple to fight for a lifetime, and showed a proud expression.

Facing such an old naughty master, Ling Junqian really had no choice but to suddenly remember that there was a gathering on the mountain today, so he simply carried the lively master on his back and walked down the mountain.

"Would it be tiring for you to carry me on your back? I'd better forget it. I don't really like that kind of too lively scene..."

"It's okay, Master. I'm already a monk in the early stage of foundation building. Isn't it easy to carry you on my back? Master, you should watch carefully and don't let others bump into you. There are so many people here.

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There were so many people at this party, it was bustling. Moreover, most of them were families. Even though the children's voices were a little noisy, overall it was good.

I think Master will also like it.

It was already night at this time, Xia Sheng really liked this lively feeling, and more importantly, with his disciples around him, this liveliness was not only for others, but also for them.

Those naughty children are chasing each other and running around on the road. On days like this, most of the children's requests will be met. After all, it is the festival, and the children should be happy.

"It's so lively here..."

Xia Sheng's eyes were actually dizzy at this time, but he could still hear the vague noises and laughter around him. Just by listening, you would know how lively and happy the surroundings were.

It's a pity that he will never see such a grand scene again in the future. Xia Sheng is very aware of his physical condition and his end is approaching. At this time, Xia Sheng touched his disciple's furry hair with some nostalgia.

Alas, it would be great if he were not so incompetent, it would be great if he had better qualifications, it would be great if he could live longer...

It would be nice if I could stay with this child longer.