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After speaking, before the girl could answer, the man opened the cabin curtain and walked in.

Wearing the blue cloth elder clothes of Baicao Valley, he looks steady and cautious, as if he is a monk who has practiced for many years.

"Master..." the girl called Fing'er murmured.

Gu Zeming lowered his eyes.

"You just leave your senior brother on the ground like this?" The monk patted Fing'er's head and smiled.

"How did you find out?" the girl outside the cabin asked unhappily.

"Fing'er seems to be preoccupied recently, can't the master see it?" The monk sat next to Fing'er and said, "It's just that you are too careless, in case your senior brother wakes up to find Where is the owner of the valley? How far can you take him?"

Hearing the monk's tone, Fing'er raised a glimmer of hope. She looked at the monk with wide eyes: "You..."

"I can stop what my apprentice wants to do." The monk gently stroked Li Fing'er's hair, "I'm really worried about you, and I have to help you deal with your senior brother."

"Master is the best!" Fing'er threw herself into the monk's arms.

Unnoticed, a corner of the cabin curtain was lifted by the wind.

A delicate fragrance wafts in from outside.

"After you send the magic sword away," the monk told Fing'er, "you must be cautious in your words and deeds, and you must never let the head find out..."

"What did you find?" A voice with a smile drifted into the cabin along with the fragrance.

The monk froze.

Ping'er's eyes became cloudy.

She raised her hand suspiciously, trying to rub her eyes, but couldn't hold back, and her eyelids sank heavily.

The monk protectively hugged Fing'er who had fallen into a coma in his arms.

The cabin curtain was blown up by the wind again.

The man outside the cabin looked into the cabin with a smile.

The bamboo fan in his hand opened and closed.

The entire cabin suddenly shattered into fine powder and dispersed with the wind.Everyone in the cabin is exposed to sunlight.

Gu Zeming squinted his eyes because of the light.

Something fell on him.

--petal.

Gu Zeming raised his head.

It rained all over the sky.

"The water for growing this flower is taken from the flowers in the mirror, the water and the moon." The man said to Gu Zeming, "It couldn't be easier to charm the mind, isn't it?"

"...Master." The monk had a strange expression on his face.

"What about another day?" asked the head of Baicao Valley.

The monk was silent.

"The Great Elder is indeed still using thunderous methods," the head said. "Even his own apprentice can be so ruthless."

"A demon cultivator is no longer my apprentice." The monk snorted coldly, "If others know that Baicao Valley colluded with the demon cultivator...the leader, that would be dangerous."

"Don't show me the face." The sect master tapped his finger on the fan bone, "I have seen Fing'er since I was a child, and the reason why I was fascinated by her mind is because she is too kind. I have no intention of pursuing it."

"...Thank you Sect Leader." The monk lowered his head, "Then I will take Ping'er and say goodbye."

"Take this one too." The headmaster took the fan and nodded the girl who had passed out at his feet, "My baby of the Shenjimen, you have to take care of it."

After the monk left with his people, the head of the sect turned his attention to Gu Zeming who was quietly watching the falling flowers.

"Your senior sister begged for you." The head said suddenly.

Gu Zeming was stunned.

"'This is my personal request,' she said. 'Master has passed away, and this matter is not his fault after all. As a senior sister, even if you don't have much affection, you should do something for him.'" Palm Men Shi calmly said, "Guess, how did we answer?"

Gu Zeming lowered his eyes again.

"We agreed. As long as you destroy the magic sword, you can fly away without anyone stopping you."

When Gu Zeming heard this, he found that his mood did not fluctuate.

"Wan Jianzong forced Shensuan Pavilion to buy a piece of information from Miaojizi, which is about how to destroy the magic sword." The head continued, "I know why... all the sects will no longer compete for your piece of information." Power, but a will to decide together to destroy it?"

Gu Zeming didn't want to listen to the master's words, and just stared at the petals on the ground silently.

"You can get it by watching the stars. There are two major visions-the disaster of the sky and the birth of the magic sword. It's just that the astrology of the magic sword has already hinted at it, but the disaster of the sky is that several disaster stars suddenly changed their tracks and even forcibly implicated them. The astrology of the Demon Sword. This only means one thing - the natural disaster was deliberately caused by someone. And the direction of the natural disaster is also closely related to the Demon Sword."

The master's tone was gentle: "The name of the demon king...you should know it."

Gu Zeming finally could no longer ignore the words of the master.

... star change.