Pan Hui didn’t speak, but quietly accompanied the old man. At this moment, she felt that she was no longer the serious and cold long Xuan master, but an ordinary man, a father who lost his child and an old man who lost his relatives. This made Du He feel real for the first time.

Du Hejing was silent for a moment and opened his eyes to move his hand from the clay pot. "Scatter her ashes into the back …"
The ashes of every deceased brother in Changxuan will be scattered in the back hill, so that they can leave their leaves and return to their roots and continue to guard the peace of Changxuan.
Pan Hui nodded and saw that the master seemed to be a little tired, so he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Before the death of Master Feng Zi’s uncle, he gave his life-long capability department a seal, but … the seal of the meridians did not pass and he did not practice the fairy family practice …"
"You want him to practice in the cold pool?" Du He gazed at Pan Hui firmly. "No! He hasn’t laid a foundation yet. The roots of his soul can’t bear the power of the cold pool. Let him practice for two years by himself. After two years, the foundation will be solid, and then it’s not too late to get through the meridians. Don’t forget that you were almost abolished by the Millennium cold pool! "
He still resents the fact that Pan Hui almost froze to death directly in the cold pool because of his posturing nonsense. Fortunately, the third teacher younger brother took the initiative to embrace Pan Hui’s life, but it was also every cloud has a silver lining who made it smooth at the age of three, so he got twice the result with half the effort from then on. However, because he is still young, the meridians are not spacious. After ten years old, he no longer dominates the meridians. Fortunately, the child’s qualifications are excellent to make up for the lack of narrow meridians.
For Pan Hui, it is a blessing and a curse to get through the odd meridians too early. Whether there will be any disadvantages in the future is still unknown.
Pan Hui remembered what happened to her when she was a child, and she knew that Master was worried that the child was not qualified enough, so she stopped insisting on deference and said, "I know that I have one more thing to tell Master."
"Say" in the face of Pan Hui Du He has always been relatively lenient. Otherwise, it is difficult to have prestige even if Pan Hui used to be so cold. It is precisely because of his mysterious master that everyone knows that no matter what Pan Hui does, no one can easily touch her, so those brothers will be more awed by Pan Hui.
Although Changxuan is the gate of Xiuxian Mountain, but the world is different? Human greed and conformity are the same everywhere, and worshipping the high and stepping on the low is human nature.
Duane is no longer in Changxuan, so the only thing his father can do is to protect his sister, whom Haoer has always cherished.
Pan Huidao: "My uncle’s advice on this mountain has given me a great understanding of practice. I plan to close my practice from now on and never go out as an adult wonderland!"
Pan Hui looked up slightly and felt proudly confident.
Du He Lang Lang smiled, even the gray beard seemed to float in the sky, and it looked abnormal. "Good! Huier’s ambition is my long-term happiness! You can safely close the master and ask your third uncle to keep it! "
"Thank you, master! Brother excused himself! " Pan Hui bowed and then withdrew from the hall. In the future, she had to see Master’s last look.
When she came out, she saw that Feng Qing was still safely outside the hall. This time, it seems that the child’s sex is still quite stable, and he is quietly waiting for her to come out without any anxiety.
Pan Hui smiled and handed the pottery jar back to Feng sweeping. "Come with me and I’ll take you to meet someone."
As a result, the pottery jar was still tightly held in her arms, naturally holding Pan Hui’s skirt and following her away from Tianlu Mountain.
Now it’s near dusk, it’s already dusk, and the sky is already dim and bright. Although it’s autumn, the summer heat has not dissipated, and the autumn tiger has been stubbornly sprinkling bursts of heat on people.
When Pan Huiling led Feng Qing into the deep temple, a group of younger brothers who had just finished their evening classes were enjoying the cool air in the courtyard, and the teacher elder sister Pan and her side followed the strange boy, all of whom were leng leng, and they couldn’t help but guess.
However, since Rong’s incident happened three years ago, everyone has a special position in Changxuan. Even Brother Yuchen, the official of the daily management patrol, was taken away from his post by her words, revealing the prototype rabbit demon Rong. Now, who dares to offend Pan Hui?
In addition, it is natural to cultivate immortality sects to achieve a higher achievement. Nowadays, the leader of the 127th generation of brothers is still Pan Hui, and all the younger brothers and sisters respect her, but there is more fear in this respect.
Pan Hui knocked on everyone’s appearance. Obviously, they were curious about the teenagers they brought back, but they were afraid to ask her. She simply went to the courtyard and said, "This is the new little teacher younger brother, Feng Qing, but you should get along well in the future. After Feng Qing, these are all your brothers and sisters. Ask them for advice."
Feng Qing immediately bowed to everyone with a clay pot in his arms, saying, "Feng Qing has seen all your brothers and sisters."
They hurriedly replied, but turned up a whisper in their hearts. ShiShu? Never heard of this one!
Most of them are younger brothers who just got started after the incident in Duane. No one has seen Uncle Feng Zi, and no one has ever called this name since Feng Zi left. Everyone seems to have forgotten it selectively.
It’s rare to know that Feng Zi’s younger brother is either practicing in a closed position or asking for advice from his own master. It seems that none of them are in the deep temple. Pan Hui took a rough look and finally saw a slightly unfamiliar face in the crowd.
After all, we haven’t seen each other for many years, although they are both living in seclusion. She likes to practice in her room, but he can’t shut up. It’s a surprise for Pan Hui to see him today.
The man Pan Hui eyes relative to each other and then quickly moved to look at Pan Hui’s side boy, and suddenly got up and walked quickly, or walked out of the two steps before and ran directly.
Pan Hui corners of the mouth hook up with a little smile, she took two steps back to seal the Qing dynasty and let it go just to meet the man who came running over.
Chapter 22 Close Practice (2)
The man walked three feet in front of Feng Qing and stopped his steps. He bowed his head and looked at the boy who was tall to his chest and suddenly dared not approach again.
Pan Huiyin faintly said, "Brother Mo Bai has not seen you for a long time."
It’s been a long time. It should be said that they haven’t seen Mo Bai since that incident fourteen years ago. She only heard a little from Master and Second Uncle.
In the past, that taciturn boy has grown into a foot man. In the past, his childish face is now as sharp as a knife, but his skin is unnaturally pale because he doesn’t like to laugh. Perhaps because he doesn’t like to laugh, he doesn’t have a fine line in his eyes and lips, he can’t even see the decree lines. Even now, his eyes are so excited that his face is still stiff that he can’t pull out a smile.
"He … what did you say his name was?" Mo Bai still stared at Feng Qing, which made Feng Qing unconsciously take two steps back.
Pan Hui held Feng Qing’s back in one hand and patted him soothingly. Although the child is calm, it is normal for a newcomer to a place to be so eager to stare at his heart and play drums.
Mo Bai saw that the young man looked at himself warily, not from one leng. This just made him abrupt. He just looked up and looked at Pan Huidao. "You said his name was Feng Qing? His surname is Feng? "
Pan Huidao: "He is a teacher and uncle of Feng Zi, and his surname is naturally Feng Zi. He is thirteen years old this year, just a few days after his birth."
It’s easy to remember the birthday of Qing dynasty, but Pan Hui estimates that this child won’t want to have a birthday after that.
"Teacher … Master’s child …" Mo Bai turned his head to Feng Qing’s eyes, and this face was carved out in a mold. He can’t help but believe that this child’s identity is that this child is back. What about Master?
Pan Hui rubbed his head and sealed it. I don’t know if it’s because of the three Yin unique veins or the magic blood curse. It’s thirteen years old and half a head shorter than her.
Feng Qing turned to look at Pan Huiyan, somewhat puzzled.
Pan Hui smiled gently. "This is your mother’s eldest brother named Mo Bai and now your mother’s only brother. But now that you are attributed to your mother, you are the first martial brother. Ask Brother Mo Bai more if you don’t understand the place."
Feng Qing hesitated for a moment and asked, "What about the teacher elder sister?"
Pan Huidao: "I have a pulse from your cousin, but your cousin is not in Changxuan now. Your mother should have told you!"
"Well" seal counted his head. Naturally, he listened to his mother’s cousin. Mother said that his cousin’s name was Duane, and he was the highest talented brother in Changxuan for thousands of years. Unfortunately, the traitor was expelled from his legacy.
He has always left his legacy because of his cousin. I’m afraid his mother said that it was not the same thing and told him not to ask any more questions.
Mo Bai just noticed when they were talking that Feng Qing had been hugging the earthenware pot, which was too small to hold many things, but it was more than enough to hold a person’s ashes. He pointed to the earthenware pot trembling and asked, "What’s in it?"
Feng Qing’s body suddenly froze, and he would have been so stiff if Pan Hui hadn’t patted him on the shoulder.
Pan Hui saw that Mo Bai’s face was a little paler than before, but he finally said with a deep sigh, "I originally brought Qing Er to see Second Martial Uncle, but I didn’t expect to see you, but since you are here today, maybe it’s also Martial Uncle who arranged for you to go to the back with us!" Is … Send ShiShu last ride "
Pan Hui, the only brother of Brother Mo Bai’s official name, thinks that he should have a deep attachment to this master, otherwise, how could he insist on staying in his name even though he knows that he can’t come back again? It would be better if she entrusted him with the official name than with the second official uncle!
Pan Hui said that she would no longer look at Mo Bai’s reaction. She turned her head and looked at Feng Qing’s light way. "Let’s go and let your mother return to her roots."
Feng Qing stubbornly sipped his lips, tears were swirling in his eyes, but he nodded heavily and hugged the clay pot and went out with Pan Hui.