It's more like a mother and son story
"Qingyi, you..."
The old man patted him on the back and said soothingly, "Of course, my disciple also made mistakes. He shouldn't have acted so impulsively, causing unrest throughout Jianshan."
Jian Yi's angry expression softened slightly, and he pointed at Cong Mo, "Hurry up and tell her to let my son go! We're even now. I'm a generous person, so I won't bother with you about what happened today."
"Jianyi, what you said is simply wrong." The old man suddenly let go of him, his eyes curved in a smile. He looked harmless, a truly kind old man with a white beard. "I've already said that my disciple has done nothing wrong. I came here only to seek justice. Jianyi, I'm afraid you've forgotten this precondition."
Elder Jian Yi hesitated. Wang Xiao had indeed made the initial mistake, but Cong Mo had challenged his dignity as an elder, exposing his scheme and causing him to lose credibility in front of everyone. This infuriated him, and his attitude cooled. He gave Elder Qing Yi an ambiguous answer, "Let's discuss this later, once my son has recovered. Now that he's been beaten so badly by your good disciple, I can't offer an explanation."
"Isn't there a crystal ball replay? Then we don't need Wang Xiao's answer, we just need to see the truth. Oh! Oh, I forgot." The old man Qingyi said sarcastically, "Jianyi, didn't you even expend your spiritual power to reverse the crystal ball just to hide the truth?"
Then he looked straight at the old man Jian Yi, calmly and calmly, "Although my disciple has already restored the so-called truth."
"You..." These words were direct and harsh, pushing down his bottom line. The old man Jian Yi couldn't help but raise his hand to push him.
The elder, Qingyi, clearly saw his intention and quickly took two steps back. He lowered the corners of his mouth, and the smile he had been maintaining became a straight line. A hint of spiritual power appeared between his eyebrows, and his expression became solemn. His tone was gloomy. "Jianyi, it's not a good habit to fight. If you won't even admit your mistakes, then you will definitely not allow us to tell you the truth. Naturally, we can't wait any longer."
"This culprit..." He turned his hand upwards, towards Wang Xiao, and with a push of his force, Wang Xiao fell into his hands.
The old man Jian Yi grabbed Wang Xiao's neck and lifted him high. Wang Xiao's almost lost consciousness was awakened by the thin air. He drooled and looked miserable, mumbling for help. However, the old man Jian Yi seemed to be oblivious to his suffering. Instead, he increased his strength, "...he must be punished."
Cong Mo didn't look surprised. He put away his sword, flew down and stood behind the old man.
Since the old man entered Jianshan, he used his spiritual power to connect with her consciousness. As usual, he showed concern for her and then told her to leave the matter to him without worry.
Cong Mo naturally would not doubt the old man, so he felt relieved and followed his instructions.
"You..." Veins bulged on the old man Jianyi's forehead. "...Qingyi, you can't be so unreasonable like the young people. Instead of coming here to solve the problem, you come here to mess things up!"
"I've said that," the old man refused to give in. "I only want justice. It's you, Jianyi, who's really trying to stir up trouble."
The Wuqing Dao is a Taoist art that combines various Taoist methods into one. If we go by strength, the old man Jian Yi is not his opponent.
The old man Jianyi secretly regretted his impulsiveness. He couldn't bear to anger Qingyi. He lowered his posture and asked, "What do you want me to let my son go?"
The old man threw Wang Xiao to the ground. He coughed violently, and Cong Mo grabbed his collar to prevent him from escaping.
"This rumor was spread to the human world by Wang Xiao to discredit the Wuqing Dao. To restore Wuqing Dao's reputation, the true contents of the crystal ball must be displayed in the immortal mountains and the human world for inspection. The truth must be made known to the world."
The old man Jian Yi gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, still trying to argue, "This...isn't this ruining the reputation of my sword art?"
The old man replied, "Your son should have anticipated this day when he did it. The reputation of the Wuqing Dao will be tarnished. So he should accept this punishment."
"But..." The balance in the heart of the old man Jian Yi continued to lose balance, and he had to make a choice between Jian Shan and Wang Xiao.
Before he could hesitate for long, a human figure quietly appeared in the field. The posture was elegant and beautiful, intoxicating, even though there were some bruises under his eyes and fatigue between his brows.
Everyone paid homage, "Master..."
"No need to bow." The clan leader kneaded her brows and called the servant who came with her, "Take Wang Xiao down for treatment first. This incident is not a good thing at all. If something else happens, it will be terrible."
"You..." She looked at the Elders Love and Sword, "You are both elders, yet you are so impulsive. Do you think you are children? If you still want to take action, follow me. I will handle this matter and explain it to you."
The old man with love and the old man with sword looked at each other, followed, and with a burst of fairy smoke, the three of them disappeared.
The disciples did not dare to do anything to Cong Mo. After watching the excitement for a while, they gradually dispersed and went about their own business.
"Junior sister, are you okay?" Li ran out from behind the tree, grabbed her and looked her over, "I should have followed you. How can a senior brother be so confused? What's wrong with your hand?"
"It's not my blood." Cong Mo didn't take it seriously. "Why is the Sect Master here?"
He sighed, "Master asked me to go. He was afraid that I would become stubborn and stubborn, and then lose my composure and do something irreversible."
"Alright." Ji Shufeng walked over slowly. "Will you all come with me to the dormitory to wait for the results? The Sect Master has been very busy lately, so I guess it will be done soon."
"No..." Cong Mo shook her head. It had been nearly half an hour since Leng Can woke up. She needed to go back quickly. "Xiao Can should be awake by now. I have to go back. Brother, will you come with me?"
"Okay then." After a moment of hesitation, he agreed, "Junior Sister Shufeng, I'll come and play with you next time."
Ji Shufeng only maintained a dejected expression for a moment before she smiled. "Okay, I'll come visit you guys on my regular day off."
"Yeah." Cong Mo nodded with her.
Ji Shufeng seemed to be greatly encouraged. She smiled broadly and mustered up the courage to go forward and hug Cong Mo.
Before she could push him away, he pulled away again, his mouth turned up, revealing a big smile, "Goodbye!"
Goodbye is goodbye.
When they returned to Wuqing Mountain, they ran into Leng Can who was trying to fly away from Wuqing Mountain with his sword raised.
I put my feet on it, but my legs were shaking and limp because of fear.
Cong Mo saw that something was not right, so he immediately rode his sword in his direction and caught him before he lost his balance and fell.
Leng Can thought he was about to fall to pieces, and closed his eyes in fear, but ended up falling into a warm and familiar embrace. When he opened his eyes, he saw Cong Mo's sparkling eyes and a forehead slightly covered with sweat. "Where are you going? It's dangerous to go alone."
Leng Can couldn't hear what she said at all, nor did he care that they were ten thousand meters in the air. He suddenly huddled into Cong Mo's arms, and as long as she relaxed her strength, he would fall down.
"Wuwuwu... Where have you been?" He hugged Cong Mo's neck and snuggled into her arms, tears falling from his eyes and he cried out of breath.
Even if Cong Mo was stronger than him, he could not withstand the constant pushing of a person who was almost twice his size in his arms like a wild boar pushing against a tree.
Leng Can was still sobbing, not noticing Cong Mo's movements at all. Tears fell in a flurry, all rubbing against Cong Mo's clothes. "When I woke up, the entire Wuqing Mountain was deserted... Woohoo... I thought I was in a dreamland! What were you doing? You've only just come back now. Do you know how scared I am! I even had a nightmare about you beating someone up!"
Cong Mo's feet swayed, and he tried to keep his footing steady to prevent any more accidents. "We went to Jianshan, and I did beat someone up."
"You went to find Ji Shufeng again!" Leng Can raised his head and stared at her intently. His face was covered with tears, looking dirty and pitiful. "Didn't I tell you? You..."
"No." Cong Mo interrupted him. His arms were numb from the tossing and turning, and he could hardly support himself any longer. He tried to soften his voice and soothe him, "Let's go back to Wuqing Mountain and talk about it, okay?"
Leng Can curled his lips, not caring about his own dirty ways, and buried his head in her shoulder. His voice was muffled and filled with grievance, "Don't be mean to me."
"I didn't." Cong Mo drew his sword and changed direction, "I didn't hurt you."
"There's definitely something fishy going on between them." He rubbed his chin.
"Yeah?"
"Xing was startled by the sudden answer and almost fell down. "Master, when did you come back?"
"Just now."
"How are things?"
"I'll tell you all about it when we get back." The old man Jian Yi watched their departing figures and analyzed the situation as he spoke. "I don't think you're right. No matter how I look at it, I feel that apart from their unethical behavior, the rest of their interactions are more like... a mother coaxing her child. In the Four Books I've read, children are often inseparable from their mothers, clinging to them for comfort. As for young boys and girls in love, I've never seen anything like this. I've also seen plenty of couples in the human world, but this kind of hugging position is usually the man hugging the woman. I've never seen a woman carrying a man on her back."
I opened my mouth in shock and thought about what he said, "This..."
He looked at the calm old man, then at the way they left, leaning against each other, and began to wonder.
He actually felt that what the old man said made sense.
Could it be that they are reincarnated mother and son, who were born at the wrong time in this life and became playmates of the same age, which is why they have this kind of bond?
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He struggled with his thinking and became even more confused. So he ignored a crucial issue.
The old man Qingyi also practices the way of ruthlessness, and is the best in the world. He went to the fairy mountain at the same age as Congmo and others, but he has never tasted the sweetness of love.
His understanding of the love between men and women came from various books and stories he saw in the world. He had traveled a long way, but he had come to understand everything. His words should not be taken seriously, but rather sounded more like nonsense.
I was puzzled, but I respected my teacher very much. "Master, what you said makes a lot of sense. Perhaps I am just... short-sighted."
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