Shenlin Mountain is beautiful with beautiful water, green onions, divine birds fly in the sky, strange beasts shuttle through the forest, a towering hall is located on the top of the mountain, and it looks like golden light is shrouded in detail.

Last night, the sound of Ye Xiaoyang fighting with two stone statue warriors resounded throughout Shenlin. The leader still found out that Duan Ni was, so he would not let go of the "gangster" who trespassed the forbidden hole.

In the hall, a young man in blue knelt under the hall. It was Ye Xiaoyang. An old man with gray robe and flower hair sat on the bed of a purple gold chair in the hall, gently stroked his white beard, but had a solemn expression on his face. This person was the subjective Jing Taoist of Shenlin Sect.

Taoist Guanjing is now in his 260s, but he is of the same generation as Taoist Xunzhu. He is a brother and sister. However, he can see from his appearance that Taoist Xunzhu is much younger.

The Shenlin people were gathered in the hall, and Li Nuoer had an anxious expression on his face, but he did not dare to say anything. His senior brother, Master Hong, Mo Xin, was very worried. After all, he should not be underestimated when he entered the forbidden cave. Ye Xiaoyang was not a famous Shenlin disciple, he was just a servant.

Master Xunzhu was arrogant with a stern face, as if Ye Xiaoyang had caused such a disaster and didn't care about anyone, or he never regarded Ye Xiaoyang as his disciple. The palace was silent, and no one dared to plead for Ye Xiaoyang.

"Ye Xiaoyang, do you know that you are guilty? As a disciple of Shenlin, you have taken advantage of the night to sneak into my Shenlin forbidden area. What are your intentions?" The leader stared at Ye Xiaoyang, the disciple below who was silent and dared not speak.

"A stone tablet at the entrance of the cave is erected on the word "forbidden cave". Have you seen it?"

"Disciple has seen it"

"Do you understand the meaning of the word "forbidden hole"?"

"Disciple understands"

"Then why do you want to break into the cave?" The leader slapped the golden dragon's handrail hard, stood up and roared angrily.

"Ye Xiaoyang trespassed the Shenlin Forbidden Cave last night and was punished to face the wall for half a year, and was not allowed to step out of the cliff of contemplation."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yun, the eldest disciple in the hall, looked leisurely and sighed slightly. Looking at Changhong next to him, Li Nuoer looked very embarrassed, but she did not dare to come forward to plead with mercy. Not only was she afraid of the leader, but even if she pleaded, she would definitely be scolded by Xunzhu, who was sitting next to her, because they understood the master's nature and his father's temper. But when they thought that Li Nuoer had not seen this junior brother for six months, Changhong felt a little sad...

If you want to talk about the mistake Ye Xiaoyang made when he trespassed into the forbidden cave, the punishment of facing the wall half-load was considered light enough. After all, Xunzhu's disciples left some kindness.

"Junior brother, how about I punish you like this?" Taoist Guanjing looked calmly at Xunzhu sitting beside him. After all, he was punished by his disciple, after all, he served as a criminal law position in his sect.

Xunzhu did not express her expression and replied respectfully: "Senior brother, I have no objection."

"Disciple obeys the order." Ye Xiaoyang did not look up and said the four words lightly. It seemed that he knew that this would be the result. Because his hope in Shenlin was shattered again and again, the aunt promised to tell her mother's whereabouts, and the mysterious man could know about Zhou Tian. However, the result was that he didn't care about anything at this moment, as if his heart was dead, as if the fire had been extinguished, as if Shenlin had no meaning.

The Meditation Cliff is located on a small mountain to the left of Shenlin. There are no palaces and houses built, only a cave. There is a stone bed inside the cave. There is a dead willow outside the cave and a chessboard is carved on the table.

Standing by the cliff, you can see the scenery of Shenlin Mountain at a glance. The mountains are undulating in the distance, the mountains are piled up, the dense forests are lush and fairy clouds are lingering. The palaces are majestic and the lights are shining.

Ye Xiaoyang has been here for dozens of days. He has nothing to do except practice every day, but he is bored. He only spends six months like this, so why don’t he be suffocated? Of course, he is different from Ye Xiaoyang. He has no high hopes for Shenlin. He only practices all day, and stands by the cliff for several hours, enjoying the scenery, but more often he misses his mother.

On this day, the sun was shining down. On the cliff, Ye Xiaoyang sat cross-legged on a bluestone, his whole body was covered with a faint golden light, and his eyes closed and his mind looked more like a kind of enjoyment.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaoyang's eyes burst into tears, and the deep eyes under his frown showed a hint of sadness, and he said unconsciously: "Grandpa..."

The water in the wing room was surrounded by dense disciples of Shenlin, which was bleed through. Last week, the senior Qing Dynasty's face was as white as paper. He opened his eyes weakly and looked at the new and old disciples of Shenlin. He was crying and holding the subjective Taoist Jing in front of the couch with one hand what was instructed?

A disciple broke into the door and the person came was Ye Xiaoyang. Ye Xiaoyang was still punished on the cliff. In order to meet Grandpa Zhou for the last time, Ye Xiaoyang would not be so worried about it. Grandpa Zhou is the closest person he is in Shenlin Mountain.

For five years, I have taught myself to read and write, live philosophy, and drive away the cold and warmth for myself. I am like a grandfather. Now that I am about to leave the world, how can Ye Xiaoyang give up?

Now Ye Xiaoyang is the only one left in the room. Grandpa Zhou held Ye Xiaoyang's hand, stroked his face, and forced a smile on his face. Looking at this disciple who came to Shenlin five years ago, Ye Xiaoyang has really grown up a lot. The scene of the first meeting five years ago is still vivid in my mind. Grandpa Zhou is really relieved that the weak boy was now able to stand alone.

"Grandpa, you won't be in trouble..." Ye Xiaoyang said in tears, tears in his eyes soaking his dry fingers.

"Xiaoyang, don't worry, grandpa has lived for so many years, and your arrival has added a lot of color to grandpa's old age. Now grandpa is about to leave. Grandpa has just asked the leader to agree to let you become a master of Xunzhu and become a true disciple of Shenlin. If you have to practice hard in the future, grandpa will be relieved!" Zhou Yiqing looked at Ye Xiaoyang and said with difficulty. His tone became weaker and weaker.

Ye Xiaoyang focused his head and held Grandpa Zhou's hand tighter.

"Xiaoyang, you are a good child. Grandpa can see that your life will be bumpy in the future and you will experience a lot. You must promise grandpa not to hate anyone in the future. Use your love to live and achieve some people and things with love."

"Grandpa, I, I promise you..."

The green bamboo outside the window rustled in the cool breeze, like a wonderful song, shining down the sun, warm.

"grandfather……"

A hoarse roar broke the atmosphere, and everyone broke into the door. The old man lying on the bed had closed his eyes tightly and left them forever. There seemed to be a smile on his face, a faint smile, his eyes were closed so tightly, as if there was no regret at all.
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