In fact, when Ye Hansheng was still in the academy, Ling Qi asked Mr. Zi if there was any theory of reincarnation in this world. At that time, Mr. Zi laughed and said that there was a way to reincarnation, but it was just a certain immortal.

The path left behind, as for reincarnation, you actually already have the answer in your heart, don't you? Ling Qi didn't answer anything, he just took a big sip of tea and looked at Ye Hansheng outside who was trying to crack the formation, and was silent for a long time.

Ling Qi didn't understand why the woman in front of him was so crazy. Didn't she know clearly in her heart? But in the end, Tuwu looked at the lonely figure in front of him, finally sighed and walked back to the house.

Ye Hansheng wanted to go up to comfort him, but he saw the woman sitting there suddenly overturned the chess table, took out a wine bottle from the storage bag, and left angrily. After watching this farce, the little boy sighed softly.

With a sound, he returned his gaze to the sword manual in his hand. He didn't want to become the protagonist of such a story one day.

The next day, Ye Hansheng continued training while carrying the Mountain and River Cauldron. He ran to the martial arts field and heard someone talking about how the leader was beaten into a pig's head last night and was still lying in bed without getting up. The little boy guessed the reason for the incident and tightened his tights.

He was wearing clothes and walking a few steps faster. Ye Hansheng returned to the mountain peak and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the earth puppet hanging under the tree and the woman sitting at the table reading a book.

The woman put down the book, glanced at the little boy, and asked casually: "Where did you practice the sword technique?"

Ye Hansheng put down the cauldron, bowed slightly and said: "The third position."

The woman frowned, closed the book in her hand, raised her head and said to Ye Hansheng: "Use the third position with all your strength."

Ye Hansheng nodded, then changed his momentum, took off the sword from behind, and then looked at the woman in front of him. The sword was drawn out without leaving any force behind. The woman smiled slightly when she saw the sword, and Ye Hansheng felt a heavy weight on his abdomen.

The woman struck and flew directly out. The woman looked at the little boy half-kneeling on the ground and said calmly: "That's not how my sword is used. Have you ever seen a fragment of me using the third position?"

Ye Hansheng stood up with his sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head and replied: "Your sword is not my sword."

The woman looked at the stubborn little boy in front of her with amusement, and then slowly said: "Now let me ask you again, do you really want to learn the sword?"

Ye Hansheng looked at the woman in front of him and asked with some confusion: "Peak Master, you have given me the sword technique, do you want to ask me again now?"

The woman smiled and raised her hand to point to the sky. Thousands of sword shadows appeared in the sky. Ye Hansheng saw more. This was the third form, but the sword technique had another look. The woman looked at it and was stunned.

The little boy slowly asked: "You are not suitable for practicing swordsmanship. Your sword is just a sword in your heart."

The woman snapped her fingers again, and the sword shadow disappeared. Looking at the little boy in front of her who was trembling because she doubted herself, she chuckled and asked again: "I didn't accept you as my disciple because of some misunderstandings before, are you still willing now?"

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Ye Hansheng glanced at the earth puppet hanging on the tree and saw the earth puppet nodding there. He took a breath to calm down and asked: "Peak Master, are you really willing?"

The woman smiled slightly and suddenly stood up and stepped on the spot. Ye Hansheng saw a road covered with moss. Yes, it was a road. There were weapons, musical instruments, and books on this road... The woman looked at the road in front of her and suddenly sighed.

In one breath, he shouted to the sky: "You once asked me to let go, but I didn't want to. Now that I have let go, I find that there is no way in my eyes."

The woman sighed and stepped on the spot again, and the path disappeared. But Ling Qi knew that this was the woman's silent protest to the leader. The so-called good Qin man was really not a good person. He sent himself here to let others know.

Killing Qingsi, now it's better. People's Qingsi has been cut off, and the grudge has been written on the leader.

"If you don't want to let him go, why did you let him in?" The answer from the sky made the woman look a little ugly. Yes, of course she wanted to let him go, but like the little boy in front of her, she put it down in order to pick it up, so what really happened was that she wanted to let him go.

When she put it down, she couldn't pick it up. She laughed a few times at the sky, then lowered her head and said to Ye Hansheng: "Now, are you willing?"

Ling Qi couldn't understand, but Ye Hansheng knew that this was breaking his path and forcing him to inherit it. Ye Hansheng could only smile bitterly and replied to the woman: "Peak Master, I don't want to."

With a smile on her face but no emotion, the woman asked again: "Are you willing?"

Ye Hansheng didn't know. He was a little scared. He glanced at the puppet helplessly and wanted to ask: "Brother Ling..."

Only then did Ling Qi feel that something was wrong. He looked at the woman in front of him, but he vaguely saw the fairy who went to knock on the gate that day. He was a little scared and shouted to the woman: "The little kid said he didn't want to, and you still have to force him.

He chooses, are you sick..."

Ye Hansheng saw the puppet flying out, and saw the Peak Master with renewed vitality on his face. He suddenly smiled and smiled very happily. He noticed the Peak Master's eyes and then said seriously: "Peak Master, why are you lying?"

What about yourself?"

The woman's face froze, and then Ye Hansheng realized that he had also flown out. The woman laughed at himself twice, then took out the wine bottle, took a big drink and went back to the house.

But from that day on, Ye Hansheng became the disciple of the famous peak master. From that day on, the disciples of Dao Yizong often saw a stunning woman dragging a half-year-old child around the sect.

That woman was very fierce, and the half-year-old child had been scolded all the time. When someone wanted to go up and give a few words of advice, an insider said that she was the master of a famous peak, and no one has thought of it since.

"Ye Hansheng, if you continue to practice like this, I will have no choice but to seal your Taoist talent." The woman looked at the young apprentice playing strange music in front of her, held her forehead and drank some water. The music was not pleasant to listen to.

As for it, I just always feel inexplicably frivolous.

"Brother Ling asked me to try to restore this song. Peak master, you can rest assured." At the end of the day, Ye Hansheng became a disciple under Ling Qi's persuasion and officially became the apprentice of the stunning woman in front of him. Maybe it was a smooth saying, maybe

Because he was still resentful of the woman's previous attitude, Ye Hansheng still called her Peak Master.

"How did that guy enlighten you?" The woman was actually a little curious. When the two of them helped each other back, she was a little surprised when she heard that Ye Hansheng was going to become a disciple, but when she heard Ling Qi patting her chest and talking about this little kid and herself

Even though his teachings were not the same, he still treated the child who was doing the apprenticeship ceremony seriously.

"I told you, master, don't hit me." Ye Hansheng thought of the man who confidently promised himself that he would not inherit a woman's path, and then he always felt like he had been cheated.

"Tell me." The woman was a little curious. She knew that Ling Qi was just a mortal. Can a mortal really understand the way an immortal explains it?

Ye Hansheng supported Qin and whispered: "Brother Ling said that woman's teachings are incomplete."

There was some astonishment on the woman's face, and she repeated the question: "Is the truth incomplete?"

Ye Hansheng coughed twice and imitated the expression and movements of the puppet: "That woman's heart is full of so-called sunshine, and she can't even appreciate a carrot. These are Brother Ling's original words." Ye Hansheng raised his head cautiously,

I saw the peak master with a smile on his face.

The woman smiled, and then suddenly said in an extremely gentle voice: "So this song is the one he asked you to practice!"

"Yes." Ye Hansheng felt his heart pounding as he listened, thinking that Brother Ling was sorry and would study ten songs for you later as compensation.

"You wait for me for a while, I'll go stretch my muscles."

Hearing the sound of the peak master walking away, Ye Hansheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued to study the song of the Lower Riba people.

At night, Ye Hansheng's eyelids jumped when he saw the clay doll tied to the fire and roasting. Looking at the woman sitting next to the fire roasting chicken legs, Ye Hansheng did not feel the special beauty of the fairy who fell into the mortal world, and only felt that he might die.

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"Come on, Ye Hansheng, come and sit too." The woman slowly gnawed on the chicken leg in her hand, and then tapped her fingers to increase the intensity of the fire.

"Um, Peak Master, why don't you let Brother Ling down first?" Ye Hansheng wiped the sweat from his head, feeling that if he roasted it for a while, this clay doll would turn into a clay doll.

The woman picked up a pot and started cooking noodles. She pointed with her right hand at the clay puppet that was still roasting on the fire and said with a smile: "He said he wanted me to experience mortal life and show off his top ten skills.

, and then lit a fire here to make barbecue. I don’t think he can taste the taste of a clay doll, so I let him experience the taste of barbecue by himself. "

Ye Hansheng knew there was no hope of rescue, so he simply sat down, picked up a chicken leg and gnawed: "This barbecue tastes good."

The woman was a little silent, looked into the distance and sighed, sitting on the ground without caring about the image, looking at the fire in front of her and recalling: "The little bastard also said something about the top ten skills before, and then he blew up the kitchen that time.

He came to my place to eat and drink for half a year."

"Yes, I have been practicing cooking for you for half a year, and you have mastered it to your own taste." As soon as the words came out, Ling Qi knew that he was finished, so he simply closed his eyes and waited for death. Ye Hansheng also lowered his head and drank.

Tang pretended not to hear anything.

Ling Qi closed his eyes and waited for a long time, and found that there was no murderous intent. He opened his eyes and took a look again. The woman was still sitting on the ground, showing no emotion, but said helplessly: "You don't have to do this deliberately, I don't need one."

Mortals come to comfort.”

After hearing this, Ling Qi found it a little funny. He twisted a little and changed into a more comfortable position. He looked at the moon and said, "Why didn't you stop him back then?"

The woman looked up at the clay puppet on the fire, smiled and said, "If you were him, would you want someone to stop you?"

"Of course not."
Chapter completed!