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Chapter 2082 Farewell

Back then, Tukong had taken a fancy to Lan Lan, and had secretly appointed him as his disciple.

This should have made a good story. Considering Zhenjun Yuanheng's talents, they should have been a beautiful pair of mentor and apprentice.

It's a pity that the weather is not good, and he made a joke to both of them. The older one is obsessed with the old set of ideas, while Lan Lan will always fall into a knot that seems to be unsolvable.

In fact, the two have fundamentally different ideas, and it is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong, so there is such a tragedy.But the scars have already been formed, even if it is healed, there will still be traces, and the dream of the past will still hurt because of the touch.

Although Zhenjun Tukong gave up the idea of ​​taking Lan Lan under his sect, he still admired and loved this child and never stopped taking care of him.

And this cloak is also one of Zhenjun Tukong's favors for Lan Lan.

Resources are scarce in the southeast border, and many refining techniques are cut off. Although many monks are engaged in refining, most of them are of mediocre quality.And most of those top-quality or high-end antiques are in the hands of well-established sects and aristocratic families, and there are not many circulating in the market.

And crafts such as making vestments and accessories are even more scarce among practitioners who have completed the process of refining, and they are not valued or refined.If I have to make an analogy, it is probably the handicraft cultural heritage under the modern assembly line industry. It is very rare and the level of inheritance is limited.

But no matter what, there are still some exceptions if there is no severance.Very few monks are also good at this kind of refining, but very few.

It is almost impossible to get the accessories of vestments such as heavenly ranks in the market, and perhaps they can be traded and exchanged with the forces they own if they have the opportunity.

It can be said that the cassock of the earth rank is already the best quality that can be found in the southeast border market.Even for an ordinary Yuanying Zhenjun, this earth-level cloak is considered a big deal, not to mention that the workmanship of this cassock is rare and exquisite, and the formation patterns on it are difficult to break, so it probably has a certain origin.

This thing can be said to be of great use to a foundation-building disciple, and it is a luxury, after all, even some popular Jindan monks in the sect can't afford it.

In fact, when Tu Kong was preparing this item, he was excitedly preparing for Lan Lan's disciple ceremony, preparing to formally accept him as an apprentice.However, no one knew that when he came back, the foundation was officially established, but his own thoughts had changed, and that boy could no longer be his disciple.

But he still gave this cloak to Lan Lan, who was then Zhenjun Yuanheng.

It is obviously the same thing, and the two directions have not changed, but it can really be called "things are different".In this work, the keepsake to commemorate the relationship between master and apprentice has become a thing that cuts off the bond, so the fact that both of them probably can't face it.

So since accepting this thing, Zhenjun Yuanheng never took it out again, not even once.

He is not such an open-minded person, he can even be called a narrow-minded person.Although he understands intellectually that this grievance that cannot be called grievance is actually the result of the acquiescence of both parties, both of them are also clear about their own choices and responsibilities.But it doesn't mean he can accept it emotionally.

Sometimes during the long period of time, True Monarch Yuanheng would also think that he was resentful... probably he was resentful.It's just that he is still grateful to the other party for taking care of him over the years.The two are not actually in conflict.

Of course he didn't want to look at this thing again, no matter how good his relationship with Zhenjun Tukong was, no matter how good it was... He was afraid that seeing the cloak would make him feel sad, and he would feel even more resentful.

The bento is for my own heart to feel better, and this thing will be dusty from then on.Don't appear in his world again, become something that bears his grievances, and fall into darkness forever.

It's just that he didn't expect it to reappear in such a way. Perhaps it was fate, and it should be the time when he was destined to end everything.Otherwise, he wouldn't have missed this thing for many years, and accidentally found it when looking for things a few days ago, and he wouldn't have taken it out for Ningxia's use without thinking when an accident happened.

This is probably what the venerable often said, the predestined fate cannot be avoided.

Just like what he was destined to face next, he couldn't avoid it.

"It's quite suitable for you." Zhenjun Yuanheng suddenly said to Ningxia.

Ning Xia originally thought that the other party would say something to her, but in the end it turned out to be such incoherent words.

"You..." Alarm bells kept ringing in Ningxia's heart.This feeling doesn't come out of thin air, it always happens before all kinds of bad events, and it's not a good signal anyway.

Before she finished speaking, she felt a heavy weight in her arms, and the familiar aura of sharp gold rushed towards her face, and she could clearly feel the cold, hard and sharp feeling unique to metal even through the thick clothes.

It was Ruzhang who she was very familiar with.

"Longyuan has been seriously damaged and has fallen into a deep sleep. Ruzhang is familiar with you, so you should protect you a little... use it well." For some reason, Ningxia felt that the spirit sword seemed to be shaking uncomfortably in her arms.

Are you...are you leaving?Ning Xia seemed to have lost her voice, but she couldn't get out what she said.

Entrusted her to others properly, said inexplicable words, and handed over Ruzhang as if nothing happened.No matter how you look at it, you have to leave them behind to do something.

Ningxia has experienced too many things, so she is very sensitive to this kind of scene, and it is easy to think of something bad, and she instinctively resists it.

The other party didn't give her a chance to speak at all, turned her head and "closed" Ming Jing and others who couldn't help leaning over. It was really close, and the powerful spiritual pressure pulled them lightly and brought them over.

He patted Jin Lin's head first, with the most common smile on his face, as if he was trying to appease himself, a disciple who was very sensitive to a certain extent.Then he turned to the slightly anxious Master Mingjing next to him, and then patted his head under the unexpected gaze of the other party, which was very natural, as he had always wanted to do.

He Haigong, Chen Siye, and the big and small disciples of the formation hall... looked calm, but it made people more and more uneasy.

What is-

Zhenjun Yuanheng turned around, but felt that his sleeves were being pulled, only to find that the person had been put down, holding the spirit sword and wearing a cloak, and asked in a panic, "Where are you going?"

"Why did you come down?" Zhenjun Yuanheng looked at Lin Pingzhen helplessly.Sure enough, he saw Lin Pingzhen's half-stretched arm behind him: "Qinghui is also tired like you, please obediently ask your brother to carry it for a while."

Then he met her stubborn eyes, finally sighed, and his tone loosened: "What kind of eyes are you? Don't be like what I'm going to do, it's just a small farewell. Maybe we can see you again in a while It's on...how can you be so flustered?"

　There is really no lunch box No lunch box is a good thing for Zhenjun Yuanheng, everyone is happy for him
　　
　
(End of this chapter)