It's a beautiful day.

On jiuxiao mountain, someone walked slowly down the mountain.

The monk, who had been in the mountain for some time, felt that he had finally satisfied his younger martial brother's wish to leave, so he left.

Monk Shuhuai didn't stay on the mountain for a long time, but most of the people on the mountain are very close to this kind-hearted monk, and even some of them are grateful for his sword cultivation.

When monk Shuhuai left, people naturally saw each other off. Even Shanmei Longshao, who had been hiding in the backyard for several days, rarely appeared. He was only mixed with the crowd and seemed very formal. He was not as arrogant and uninhibited as before.

In contrast, the monk Shihuai, who was going to leave, seemed to have untied a lot of knots, with a faint smile on his lips all the way.

As the real master of jiuxiao sword sect, Su Chunsheng is also on the list of seeing off.

They went down the mountain to the pavilion on the hillside. Monk shuehuai, who was laughing and chatting with the people all the way, slowly stopped, looked up at the pavilion which has been standing for many years, then turned his head and looked at the people with a smile, put his hands together, and said, "you don't have to send any more."

Although they did not give up, most of them nodded and said no more.

Su Chunsheng, a gift for the prime minister, smiles and shakes his head.

Monk Shuhuai didn't mind, but bowed to the group and said, "I'm very lucky that I can get married here. Benefactor, take care in the future

The monk then turned around with a smile and walked slowly down the steps.

All the people in the pavilion stopped to watch the monk leave.

However, Su Chunsheng, the leader, did not stop. He just accompanied monk Shuhuai down the mountain.

Monk Shuhuai turned his head and looked at Su Chunsheng, who was indifferent. He had no choice but to smile.

But Su Chunsheng replied with a smile: "Shifu Shifu has the grace of saving lives. It doesn't hurt to send more."

The monk then nodded.

They were chatting all the way down the mountain.

When he was near the foot of the mountain, Su Chunsheng hesitated a little and said, "Master Shifu, this time I'm leaving, I'm going south to leiming temple."

But the monk shook his head and said, "don't go back to the temple for the time being."

Su Chunsheng was not surprised at all. He just kept silent for a while and then said in a soft voice, "so where is master Shuhuai going?"

No one on the mountain has ever asked monk Shihuai where he will go next. Most of them mistakenly think that the eminent monk from leiming temple will return to the temple next. However, Su Chunsheng is very clear that the monk's trip to the north is not only to satisfy the younger martial brother's last wish, but also something else. However, Su Chunsheng couldn't guess why monk Shuhuai was. He didn't want to ask, but he always felt that it had something to do with the previous battle in Jiangbei County, or with monk shuran, so he couldn't help asking.

Hearing Su Chunsheng's words, monk Shuhuai hesitated for a moment. He still stopped and looked at Su Chunsheng. He said with a smile, "master Su, did you believe in reincarnation?"

Su Chunsheng was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "I didn't believe it, but after seeing little master Shiran, I believe it a little."

Monk Shihuai laughed, looked up at the sky and said, "I didn't believe it, even if Buddhism has words, cause and effect cycle, reposing the afterlife. But since I saw my younger martial brother go through the gate of heaven and not enter, and saw the woman in purple flying into the gate of heaven, I really believe it. "

Su Chunsheng immediately knew this in his heart and said, "Shifu Shihuai, do you want to find the reincarnated person of Shifu Shiran?"

The monk Shihuai didn't cover up, but just laughed. Suddenly, there was a touch of sadness in his original and clear look. He sighed and said, "when my younger martial brother was alive, I was too strict and didn't do a lot of things well enough. I'm sorry to think about it now. "

Su Chunsheng was speechless for a moment, but he didn't know how to answer.

Monk Shuhuai raised his head, gave a wry smile and said, "master Su Shi doesn't know that my younger martial brother and I are both orphans. We have been exiled to the leiming temple since we were young, and we have been raised by the masters in the temple. Many times we see the younger martial brother's appearance, just like when we were young. We even regard the younger martial brother as our own brother."

"Can you find it?" Su Chunsheng knew it, so he asked softly.

But the monk shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Su Chunsheng was stunned for a moment and asked, "how can I find it?"

Monk Shuhuai laughed, pointed to his bare head and said, "the appearance of younger martial brother is engraved here. You can recognize it at a glance."

Su Chunsheng is a little dumb. He wants to speak, but he can't help it.

You can recognize it at a glance. It sounds simple, but where can you find the size of the world? However, Su Chunsheng knew that since the monk, who had taken off his golden cassock, was able to appear in the central plains like this, he had made the worst plan, and even most likely kept looking for him.

Monk Shuhuai probably guessed what Su Chunsheng thought, but he just said with a smile, "master Su, don't worry. My younger martial brother said before he left that he would fall in the northwest County, where I found him."

Su Chunsheng was relieved and nodded with a smile.

The monk also gave a smile, then put his hands together and said goodbye.

This time, Su Chunsheng stopped and waved his hand.

Monk Shuhuai went down the mountain all the way to the north.

There is a monk walking on foot in the river and lake. He is not afraid of wind and rain, and he is not afraid of hardships.

After seeing off the monk Shihuai, jiuxiao peak soon returned to its former bustle. Those sword practitioners from the rivers and lakes took root in jiuxiao sword sect and began to sharpen their swordsmanship.

And the peerless Sword Fairy, who came from the southwest Jianshan mountain, also left after a short stay for a few days.

Later, Su Chunsheng, Jian Xiu Xinzi and Liu Luoshui went down the mountain to the north and headed for Qianfeng county.

In Qianfeng County, in the slightly desolate mansion, it was finally lively.

Zhao Shanhe, who had been waiting for Su Chunsheng to come back, was happy to bloom. Even Zhang Kaiyi, the fat man who went out to hang the bandits, didn't know where to get the news and rushed back to his residence.

However, without waiting for the people to sit together and talk about the past, someone came in a fury, and a gas engine fell down and smashed the gate of the mansion.

The fat man who was in a good mood was furious, even Zhao Shanhe was a little angry.

However, without waiting for the public to attack, Su Chunsheng stopped them and appeared outside the residence alone.

Besides the residence, there was a young Jian Xiu who stood up with his sword and was ready to kill.