Six months later.
"In half a year, it will be the day to select monks for the heaven. With your qualifications, it is certain that you will be selected, and the heaven has been banned for ten thousand years, maybe you-"
"Master!" Zhu Lin interrupted Master Qiao's words, and then said: "Master, I don't want to go to heaven, and I don't want to be the first person to save heaven in ten thousand years. I just want to go home and be cured as soon as possible. My sister, family reunion, a happy life forever, it’s that simple, I don’t want to do anything else.”
"Although I have extraordinary talents, I am still just an ordinary person. Like the leader, I have no lofty ambitions. I just want to live a life that ordinary people live, trivial but real."
Master Qiao didn't understand why Zhu Lin wanted to mention being the leader at this moment, but looking at Zhu Lin with a determined look in front of him, he knew that no amount of advice would be able to move him.
Therefore, Zhu Lin officially got the approval of Master Qiao and the head of the bridge, and promised to open the Kunlun gate for him in advance, so that he could go home early and cure his sister.
It has been four years since he stepped into Kunlun. He has transformed from a sixteen-year-old boy to a twenty-year-old young man. He puts on the clothes that his mother put into his space ring when he left Baicao Valley. Qingya, without the demeanor of being half the number one master in Kunlun, is clearly just a handsome, elegant and modest young man.
When he walked out of Kunlun, the big bell on Sanqing Peak suddenly rang, and then fell silent again.
Zhu Lin heard the master's moved voice: "It seems they know."
Zhu Lin was puzzled: "Who knows?"
"Your master and uncles, there is a ban at the mountain gate of Kunlun. As long as I approach, the bronze bell on the top of Sanqing Peak will automatically ring. I just heard it, but it only rang once, and there was no sound after it. , this is impossible, your master and uncles must be controlling the bronze bell."
Zhu Lin raised his lips and smiled: "I see. It seems that the master and uncles, although they don't agree to let you go down the mountain, actually feel sorry for you."
There was no more voice from the master in his ears, and he was in a happy mood. He thought about the two days before, when he visited each of the mountain masters one by one, promising them that he would send the master back to Kunlun safely and ask them to help.
Kunlun established a sect based on Taoism, and believed that a pure heart and few desires are the way to live. In a place like this, the human touch is always indifferent, but at a critical moment, the so-called indifferent human touch may become thicker.
After leaving Kunlun, the leader showed his figure. The two figures were equally handsome and tall, walking in the wind and snow, their postures were elegant and elegant, like a beautiful scenery.
This is the first time that the leader has gone out of the mountain, the first time to see snow, and the first time to feel the real cold. It turns out that the wind and snow in the sky that people say is actually this kind of scene. When you are in it, it is actually this kind of scene. It felt like he was as happy as a child, running happily in the snow and wind. Zhu Lin had to chase after him to avoid losing track of him in the snow and wind.
"Master, what's your name?" Zhu Lin asked
The leader stopped, turned around and looked at Zhu Lin, stared at him with a smile and said, "What's my name?"
"After you leave Kunlun, you will also interact with others. When others ask you how to call you, you can't even have a name!"
He looked up at the sky, and a figure appeared in the sky. It was his master. He could no longer see his appearance clearly, but the thin and tall figure was still clear.