I have many teachers

Chapter 386 Inheritance (12)

On the day of Hong Hui's death, Hong Feibai practiced swordsmanship in the back mountain all night.

If crazy.

At sunrise, on the back mountain, there is sword energy rising into the sky, and the sword's sound is clear and clear, and lasts for a long time.

Overnight, Tianjianmen Hong Feibai, from the eighth rank to the seventh rank.

When Wang Anfeng saw him again the next day, the heroic and unruly swordsman had calmed down when he first met him. However, he was only in his twenties, and there were already some gray hairs on his temples, but his aura became more stable and calm.

"Wang Shaoxia will stay here for two more days?"

An old man in white was sitting on the side of the pavilion, pouring a cup of tea in front of Wang Anfeng, speaking in a calm tone, but there was a sword aura in his eyes, which made it hard to underestimate.

He is the first generation of Heavenly Sword servant in the Heavenly Sword Sect. He played with the Heavenly Sword in the world, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he has cultivated extremely fierce swordsmanship. Terrified.

Wang Anfeng took the tea, was silent for a while, and said:
"At least wait until senior Honghui is buried..."

Hong Hui slashed out that sword with the vitality of a warrior, his body was broken, and all the people of Tianjianmen can leave is a tomb of clothes, which is more or less left for others to think about.

The old man was silent for a long time, after all he just sighed, turned his head to look at the scenery outside the pavilion, and said leisurely:

"30 years ago, I gave away the first generation of Heavenly Sword."

"But the old man never imagined that I would live long enough to send away the second generation of Tianjian and Hui'er..."

"The rivers and lakes, the affairs of the world, it is really difficult to see clearly..."

Wang Anfeng didn't know how to speak.

You can only raise your hand to drink tea.

The tea is bitter and the world is vast.

I am used to watching the spring, moon and autumn wind, how many things are going on in the rivers and lakes, but I am calm.

Is it calm.

Bu Yunmeng woke up from the empty room.

Subconsciously turning over, the body froze slightly.

There was no familiar body beside her, and Bu Yunmeng's body was stiff for a long time, and then she seemed to have lost all her strength and fell limp, her waking consciousness clearly told her.

The fact that there is only one person left.

no husband, no daughter...

I was familiar with the sudden change in the world that I thought would last forever.

When the pain of loss is the most severe, it is not because of the thought of what happened, but when the mood has been suppressed for the time being, in the future that I thought I had let go, but in an inadvertent moment, I discovered what I had really lost This fact is like a thorn in a nail, the tiniest but painfully long.

No more medicine porridge.

Blank green umbrella after rain.

There are things that are either annoying or happy, but there is no one to talk to.

She and Honghui have been in the same school since they were young. It took her 30 years to get used to Honghui's existence, but the latter only used one sword, one day, to destroy everything.

Bu Yunmeng clenched her palms tightly.

Her heart was throbbing so hard that she almost didn't want to accept the fact.

This house that she carefully arranged was originally the place where she could relax the most, but now it seemed to be a dark whirlpool, pulling her into the abyss of pain and loneliness, and every breath felt unspeakable pain.

Just when her consciousness was gradually becoming slack in this pain, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, very rhythmic, like knocking on the blade of a sword, like playing cold jade, the sound was clear, echoing in her ears.

Bu Yunmeng lifted a little spirit from the grief.

She looked up in the direction of the door.

After a moment of silence, a young man's steady voice came, saying:
"Master..."

Bu Yun was in a daze, and it took a long time to recall that it should be Chen Shi.

Da Qin attaches great importance to the master-student relationship. After the morning class, the disciples in the school have always had a tradition of greeting their master and wife. She heard the senior brother's voice, but at this moment, she was the only one left, sitting blankly on the bed.

I don't know how much time passed before Bu Yunmeng supported the bed with one hand and got up.

She was still wearing a sword robe, and she didn't even know how she fell asleep last night.

Bu Yunmeng was in a daze, raised her hand to straighten her clothes, and opened the wooden door.

It's not too early today.

The sun was shining brightly. It was hardly like the sunshine that should be in winter. It was more like summer or early autumn. It was bright and dazzling. The moment the door was pushed, it poured into the room, making it almost impossible for her to open her eyes and barely adapted to it. Suddenly, the eyes opened.

I saw Hong Feibai standing at the bottom with a hard expression, and behind the young man, I saw familiar disciples one by one.

Hong Feibai's eyes were slightly bloodshot, but there was no trace of weakness and collapse. He was wearing a sword robe, his temples were already a little white, and he held a sword in both hands. He saluted deeply and said hoarsely:
"Disciple Hong Feibai, please greet my wife!"

The voice paused and said:
"May my Dao prosper!"

The disciples followed closely behind and bowed down.

"Disciple You Ruoqian, please greet Master's Wife!"

"May my Dao prosper!"

"Disciple Ling Hao, send greetings to Master Mistress!"

"May my Dao prosper!"

"disciple……"

Bu Yunmeng's expression was in a trance, looking around, the entire peak palace was scattered among the clouds, above the jade white stairs, disciples dressed in sword robes lined up, one by one saluted her, holding the sword upside down, determined to Soaring into the sky, there is a bell ringing on the main peak, which lasts for a long time.

The majestic sect has become a reality.

I say Changlong.

"You are their teacher's wife. After I leave, you will lead them..."

In a daze, Bu Yunmeng seemed to see Honghui's back, the hem of his sword robe fluttered, and he looked at her sideways, with a complicated smile on his mouth.

Looking back at this moment, the senior brother's voice was actually full of apology.

Bu Yunmeng clenched her long sword tightly.

Hong Feibai saluted with his sword in his hand, and he remained motionless. The disciples behind him were even more worried. Regarding the death of the master, the teacher's wife suffered the most. I don't know if it is okay at this time. If the master passes away, the teacher's wife will also...

Just when I was feeling uneasy, I heard a familiar voice.

"Get up."

Hong Feibai paused slightly, and slowly straightened up.

In front of him, in front of his disciples, Bu Yunmeng's expression was firm and resolute, without any weakness, which made them feel at ease, and then saw that the master was just like the master in the past, holding the simple but square Yunxiao sword, just like the master in the past Generally, walk down the steps slowly.

Many disciples stood up, held their swords, and followed behind him, descending the 99 stone steps.

There was a great bell ringing.

The clouds cleared.

The white crane soars into the sky.

The weather is turbulent, and my way is prosperous day by day.

Hong Feibai followed Bu Yunmeng and walked forward.

Zongmen, inheritance...

If this is something you protect, then I am also willing to protect it.

Bu Yunmeng clenched her long sword tightly.

PS: Today's first update...

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