singing together

"Brother, where are you!" A childish voice rang out in the woods, and then a two or three-year-old child emerged from the grass, holding a small wild flower in his hand, with a few grass leaves on his hair, looking a bit Embarrassed, the little child was walking wobbly, as if he was about to fall down in a second, but the child wobbled and ran forward, until he threw himself on the senior brother who stopped and waited for her, and excitedly raised his hand. wildflowers in hand

"Senior brother, Huahua is for you."

"Zhaohua, you've made yourself dirty again. Master will say that I haven't taken good care of you when he sees it." After taking the wild flowers handed over by Ye Zhaohua, he knelt down and rubbed her head. He made a helpless expression like a little adult.

"Qingli, Zhaohua, you are back." A faint voice sounded from behind, Ye Qingli immediately turned around and stood up, pursing her thin lips and shouting respectfully: "Master."

Ye Zhaohua threw himself into Ye Ling's arms excitedly and acted like a baby: "Master, Master~"

Ye Ling smiled and rubbed Ye Zhaohua's little head, bent down and hugged her

"Let's go, it's time for dinner."

Back in their courtyard, Ye Qingli keenly noticed that the atmosphere today was a bit different from the past, obviously a little more depressed, and the maids lowered their heads to do what they were doing, but they were obviously a little more cautious.

When I walked to the hall, I found that the head of Ye Yan and the five elders of Kongshan were all there. Ye Ling took Ye Qingli and Ye Zhaohua to their seats, and the maids put the dishes on the table. Ye Yan waved his hand, and everyone began to eat Ye Zhaohua, who has always been lively and active, didn't dare to move around. He only dared to sneak a look at his master and senior brother, and obediently bowed his head to eat by himself.

After a heavy dinner, the head of Ye Yan got up and walked to the main seat at the top of the hall to sit down. The five elders took their seats one by one. In the middle of the hall await what is about to happen.

"Ling'er, you are already twenty-six this year. Yesterday, I discussed with your four uncles. Tomorrow, I will conduct a retreat with the second elder Ye Ziwen and the third elder Ye Xu. The first elder Ye Tong will help the three of us." Dharma protector, you will take the temporary head of the sect, with fourth elder Ye Yifan and fifth elder Ye Yiren assisting, "

Ye Yan paused at this point, and glanced at Ye Qingli who was on Ye Ling's left.

"Also, Qingli is already six years old, it's time to send him to the empty pagoda to concentrate on his cultivation."

Ye Ling lowered her head to look at Ye Qingli, and felt a small hand grabbing her lapel. She patted that small hand comfortingly, and saluted Ye Yan who was sitting at the first place.

"Yes, father."

After the head and the five elders had left, Ye Ling took out the cloth bag and began to pack some dry food and a change of clothes for Ye Qingli. The three masters and apprentices were silent, only the lights of the candles on the table flickered. with.

After finishing Ye Qingli's salute, Ye Zhaohua grabbed Ye Ling's hand and asked softly, "Master, where are they going to send the senior brother..."

Ye Ling picked her up and didn't answer her question, but raised her hand and rubbed Ye Qingli's forehead who was standing silently by the side

"Tomorrow, you will enter the empty tower with the head and elders. After entering the tower, no one will help you. Everything depends on your own efforts. You can only come out after passing the test of the tower spirit. Do you understand? "

Ye Qingli nodded, although he felt a little bit reluctant, but he also understood that Master was doing it for his own good.

Ye Ling always looked cold outside, but after all, she showed some kindness in front of these two children. Ye Zhaohua fell asleep in her arms. After all, she was only a two-year-old child, and Ye Qingli... Ye Ling's eyes couldn't help showing a trace of pity, and her voice became softer.

"Qingli, you have to remember that you must not tell anyone that you have cultivated Yuan Dan."

"Master, I remember." Ye Qingli nodded, with a serious expression on his small face, not like a six-year-old child at all.

Ye Ling sighed softly. If possible, why didn't she want this child to grow up like an ordinary child...

The next day

The Kongshan faction filled the peak. Ye Qingli, who was carrying a small package, and Ye Yan, Ye Ziwen, and Ye Xu, who were about to retreat, stood together in front of an ancient pagoda that towered into the sky. It is the treasure of the Kongshan sect and the place where the disciples of the Kongshan practice. Over the years, the disciples of the Kongshan sect have been sent to practice in the empty pagoda. The more talented the disciple is, the sooner he can get out of the empty tower. In the empty mountain, the one who walked out of the empty tower in the shortest time is Ye Qingli's master, Ye Ling, who spent nine years. time.

The bell rang through the mountains and forests, and the heavy door of the empty pagoda slowly opened. Ye Qingli turned his head and glanced behind him. Ye Ling stood there quietly holding Ye Zhaohua. He looked at Ye Zhaohua who was about to cry like usual. As in the picture, he hooked a shallow smile, walked into the empty tower with firm steps, and the door was slowly closed again, isolating them in two different spaces.