When Xu Qingfan sensed that Zhang Ningmei suddenly left the room and walked quickly towards Ting'er's room, he was stunned.

"Why did Ning Mei suddenly go to Ting'er?"

Since becoming Xu Qingfan's disciple, Zhang Ningmei has been very obedient to Xu Qingfan's words. Before taking care of Bai Yu to meditate, Xu Qingfan had already told her to understand the principles of cultivating immortals mentioned in Xu Qingfan's preaching and strive to condense her spiritual consciousness.

It was late at night, and Ting'er was approaching and Killing Dan. Logically, as long as there was nothing special, Zhang Ningmei should condense her spiritual consciousness in the house, and should not disturb Ting'er.

Uncontrollably, Xu Qingfan's spiritual sense explored Ting'er's house. Because Ting'er's senses were sensitive, Xu Qingfan did very carefully.

After doing this, Xu Qingfan suddenly realized that what is the difference between his current behavior and **? He couldn't help but smiled with a self-deprecating smile. He was about to withdraw his spiritual sense that had been detected, but suddenly heard Zhang Ningmei's question: "Sister Ting'er, what's wrong with you suddenly coming to me?"

Then, Ting'er's voice sounded, her voice was low and her tone was a little tired, but it was something Xu Qingfan had never heard of before.

"Junior Sister Ningmei, I don't want to form a pill anymore."

After hearing these two conversations, Xu Qingfan was shocked, but he did not retract his spiritual sense, but eavesdropped more attentively. It was related to Ting'er's mentality before forming the pill. When Ting'er was not careful about Ting'er's retreat a few days later, he not only could not form the pill, but could become possessed by the devil. Xu Qingfan's expression also became solemn.

"Sister Ting'er. What do you mean by saying this? Isn't the Killing Pills that all Immortals should be cultivated below the Killing Pills stage?"

Although he could not see his face, Xu Qingfan could imagine the puzzled look on Zhang Ningmei's face.

"Junior Sister Ningmei, do you know? Uncle... is actually my father-killing enemy. He killed my father, my tribe members, and all my playmates."

Ting'er's voice became more and more low and tired, and seemed to be suppressing a certain feeling in her heart.

"What?"

Zhang Ningmei's voice was full of disbelief. In his heart, Xu Qingfan was humble and elegant, with a calm and peaceful nature. He was the kind of person who would never kill easily. Not to mention destroying the entire clan, he did not expect that Xu Qingfan, whom Ting'er relied on and cared about, and Ting'er, whom Xu Qingfan valued and cared for, had such grudges between the two.

Then, before Zhang Ningmei could react, Ting'er transformed and controlled her tribesmen by the Demon Pearl, and how Xu Qingfan killed all his tribesmen with the Qingxu Sect and the people in the Ascetic Valley, how did he kill his father in the duel, and how did he finally adopt her,

Or the relationship with Zhang Ningmei has become increasingly close over the past few days. Or these emotions have been accumulated for too long and too much to find someone to tell me, or Xu Qingfan is no longer asking Ting'er to let go of her guard, but Ting'er's words are much more unexpected. At least, since Xu Qingfan adopted Ting'er, he has never seen Ting'er say so many words again.

After finishing the matter of that year, Ting'er did not end. Instead, she began to talk about the little things she had lived with Xu Qingfan over the years, talking about how Xu Qingfan taught her to cultivate immortality, how Xu Qingfan taught her to be a human being, how Xu Qingfan was so angry with her at first after she was desperate for her, and talking about the book "Three Questions" given to her when Xu Qingfan left. He said that Xu Qingfan always smiled faintly and patted her head gently, and said how she changed from resisting to habits, and from habits to indispensable and dependence.

Later, Ting'er changed the topic from Xu Qingfan and her to Xu Qingfan. Xu Qingfan was tired under the pressure and responsibility. Whenever he saw her cold expression, Xu Qingfan's helplessness, and Xu Qingfan's sadness when Liu Huaxiang passed away. When he saw her winning the championship in the door, Xu Qingfan's pride when he made up the pill, Xu Qingfan's joy when he could not resist Xu Qingfan's powerlessness when he was unable to resist fate.

When he heard Ting'er telling her slowly, Xu Qingfan's mood...or he himself could not describe it.

Guilt? Lucky? Pity? Touched?

Even Xu Qingfan herself gradually forgot some of the things that Ting'er said as time passed, but she didn't expect Ting'er to remember clearly. When Ting'er talked about Xu Qingfan's feelings over the years, Xu Qingfan didn't expect that Ting'er, who had been standing behind her and silently looking at her, would observe herself so carefully and thoroughly.

In fact, Xu Qingfan has always felt guilty about Ting'er. This guilt is not only because he had killed her father's tribe with his own hands, but also because when Xu Qingfan adopted Ting's childhood, he promised to take care of Ting'er, but in fact, Xu Qingfan never did it.

Someone was going to retreat or go down the mountain. Although Xu Qingfan and Ting'er were in the same courtyard, they rarely met. It would be good to spend ten days with Ting'er in a year. Even if they were together, Xu Qingfan only taught Ting'er to cultivate immortality. Often after meeting, Xu Qingfan asked Ting'er about his cultivation of immortality. Ting'er expressed his doubts about cultivating immortality. After Xu Qingfan answered, the meeting ended. Then Ting'er silently watched Xu Qingfan enter his house to retreat. The next time the door opened was several years later.

But I didn't expect Ting'er to care so much about these ten days of time, and she was so deeply remembered. Every bit of it was so important to her.

Xu Qingfan suddenly realized that when Ting'er followed him, she was less than ten years old, and she was in her innocence, but he had never given Ting'er a childhood that she should have.

In other words, since the Demon Bead appeared in her life, her childhood and innocence have been destroyed, while the appearance of Xu Qingfan has destroyed this childhood and innocence even more thoroughly.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingfan felt even more guilt and pity.

As Ting'er finished her recount, Ting'er's house fell into silence again. Ting'er seemed to be indulging in her own memories. But Zhang Ningmei was completely stunned.

"Senior Sister Ting'er, the master was so forced to do so. You should know that Master is not that kind of person. I think you have at least hatred and goals to stick to in this matter. But whenever the master looks at you, he only feels guilty. The master is not inferior to you. What's more, you have seen what the master is treating you over the years. Can you still not let go of these hatreds?" Zhang Ningmei finally woke up from the shock and slowly enlightened: "What's more, Senior Sister, don't be angry if I say something. Your father and your tribe members should die from the moment they are transformed by the Demon Beads."

But Ting'er was addicted to her feelings and memories at this time, but she didn't seem to hear Zhang Ningmei's enlightenment. She was silent for a long time and suddenly said to herself again: "Do you know? The reason why I have been practicing immortality desperately over the years is to one day be able to pass through my uncle and then ask him to avenge my father. But my uncle's skill level is getting deeper. Originally, I thought I would never hope him. But a few days ago, my uncle suddenly called me to my side and said it was time for me to form a pill. At that moment, I suddenly realized that while my uncle's cultivation level became deeper, I was improving faster. Once the pill was successful, the difference between my uncle's cultivation level and my uncle's cultivation level would no longer be so far and out of reach, and I had hope of taking revenge."

"But at that moment, I suddenly realized. I no longer want to take revenge for my uncle. I just want to follow him silently, watching him silently, just like before. I can't imagine what I will become when my uncle suddenly disappears after I take revenge."

"I worked hard to cultivate immortals for revenge, but when I no longer wanted to take revenge, I suddenly found that I had a pill but not a pill. It had no meaning to me at all."

"I'm afraid that after I make a pill, I will have the strength to take revenge. I will have revenge again

"Do you know? Although I can't hate my uncle anymore, every time I meditate over the years, when the clan members die, the scene of the uncle stabbing the sword in his hand into my father's body with his own hands when he was duel with his father, he kept wandering in my mind. Their expressions were very angry, as if they were urging me to take revenge. It seemed that I was angry that I not only did not take revenge, but gradually forgot them."

"So, I don't want to form a pill anymore, so I will continue like this. Without forming a pill, I will not have the strength to take revenge, and there is no need to take revenge..."

"So, I don't want to form a pill anymore. It's like this. Without a pill, I don't have the strength to take revenge, so I don't have to take revenge anymore..." Listening to Ting'er's naive words, although I knew that Ting'er no longer wanted to seek revenge, Xu Qingfan couldn't help but feel heartbroken. A heart-wrenching pain mixed with guilt and pain, which could not be relieved at all.

Ting'er, what kind of pressure and pain are hidden in her heart over the years?

Unexpectedly, Xu Qingfan remembered the scene when he first met Ting'er. At that time, Ting'er was only less than ten years old and was small. She stood in front of her father's body and called her father softly, but her expression was even more indifferent than she is now.

Silently retracted his spiritual sense, but Xu Qingfan did not continue to listen. Ting'er's thoughts and knots already knew, so there was no need to continue to listen. Moreover, Xu Qingfan had no energy to listen.

As for whether Zhang Ningmei could persuade Ting'er, Xu Qingfan already knew the ending. Although Zhang Ningmei was understanding and thoughtful, Ting'er's knot came from Xu Qingfan, his dead father and tribe members, and her own heart, but it could not be solved by just a few lenient words.

Silently sighed, Xu Qingfan no longer had the intention to meditate. He walked out the door slowly, looked up at the bright moon and stars in the sky, thinking about his and Ting'er's past events, Ting'er's words just now stood up in a daze, as if there was Ting'er's innocence and romance there.

When Xu Qingfan and Ting'er first met, the stars and moon in the sky were like this on Jiuhua Mountain. At this moment, memories seemed to have slowed down.

I don’t know how long it took, but I don’t know what Ting'er said in the room and Zhang Ningmei got relieved. I heard Ting'er’s room suddenly coming. When I turned around, I saw Zhang Ningmei pushing out the door, and her face looked dim. Through the gap between Zhang Ningmei’s body and the door, I could see Ting'er sitting in front of the bed, thinking about something.

Seeing Xu Qingfan standing in the yard, Zhang Ningmei was slightly stunned, but hurriedly closed the door of Ting'er's room and was about to walk towards Xu Qingfan.

Xu Qingfan waved his hand and signaled Zhang Ningmei to return to her own room first. At the same time, he sent a message: "I have heard what you and Ting'er said. You go back to the house to rest first, I will find a way to solve it."

Hearing Xu Qingfan's words, although Zhang Ningmei nodded obediently and turned around to walk towards her room, she turned to look at Xu Qingfan before entering the room. Seeing that Xu Qingfan's face seemed to be as sad and helpless as Ting'er, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

With a creak, the door closed, and Xu Qingfan was the only one left in the entire courtyard.

After standing all night, Xu Qingfan looked up at the starry sky. As the stars moved, the scorching sun slowly rose from the horizon, while the stars and moon gradually disappeared and disappeared. The light dispelled the darkness. His clothes were wet by the morning mist. Xu Qingfan finally moved, sighed slightly, and walked towards his house.

Or, while Xu Qingfan stood in the courtyard all night, did Ting'er sit silently in front of the bed in her house all night?

"You must not just let Ting'er go into seclusion and break through the Dan-Jianging stage, otherwise she will have to go astray."

Sitting cross-legged on his bed again, Xu Qingfan gathered his emotions and thought secretly.

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Chapter completed!