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    Although she said this, the movements of her hands were completely different, and there was no sense of threat at all.  The young man pulled his feet out of the snowdrift and said provocatively: "Do you know who I am? If you dare to push me down today, someone will come to level this mountain tomorrow."

    After hearing what he said, Luo Yuanqiu looked at him from head to toe very carefully, and said thoughtfully: "Really?"

    The young man replied proudly: "Of course!"

    Luo Yuanqiu nodded, wiped the snow on his forehead with the back of his hand, and suddenly grabbed the boy's wrinkled sleeves and dragged him to the edge of the cliff. Before he could say anything, he kicked him down.

    Cold fog came from the deep stream, and the howling wind turned into a shrill scream in the ears. The boy burst out with a cry of fear as he fell. After passing through the thick fog, he was about to fall to the bottom¡ª¡ª

    "Yuanqiu, what are you doing in the snow?"

    The coldness penetrated all the limbs, but the feeling of weightlessness when falling suddenly disappeared.  The boy screamed and got up, gasping for air on the ground.  He stretched out his hand to block the light, only to find two figures standing beside him, one tall and one short, it was Xuan Qingzi and Luo Yuanqiu.

    The young man heard her answer: "I am teaching my disciples what is the real illusion."

    Illusion?

    He looked around in disbelief. What he saw in front of him was just a short slope covered with thick snow. There were no vast peaks or steep cliffs in the sea of ??clouds!

    Just when he was dazed and confused, a hand stretched out: "Get up, don't lie in the snow, it's very cold."

    The young man stared blankly for a while, then by some strange coincidence stretched out his hand covered in snow powder to hold it, and was immediately pulled up by a force.  He stood blankly in the snow for a moment and murmured: "I want to go down the mountain, I don't want to stay here"

    Luo Yuanqiu listened attentively and immediately said to Xuan Qingzi: "Master, he said he was leaving!"

    Xuan Qingzi raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "It's too late, those people just left."

    The young man was shocked and asked in disbelief: "Leaving? How dare they leave?!"

    Xuan Qingzi glanced at him and shook his head: "If you don't leave, why don't you stay on this mountain? They were ordered to send you to Hanshan Gate. Now that the matter has been accomplished, why don't you leave?"

    After saying that, he shook his head again, not knowing what he meant, and walked away.  Luo Yuanqiu saw the young man standing still and looking away in despair, so he cleared an open space on the slope and sat cross-legged on it, waiting for him to come to his senses.

    After a while, the young man moved, took a few slow steps, trudged out of the deep snow, and climbed up the short slope.  He seemed to have just realized that there was someone else on the slope, and said with a gloomy expression: "Have you seen enough jokes?"

    Before Luo Yuanqiu said anything, his expression suddenly changed. He gritted his teeth and kicked the snow into the air. He said angrily: "Get out! Get out of here, I don't care!"

    ¡°Hey, who is that, wait, don¡¯t kick me here¡ª¡ª¡±

    The young man turned his head and said coldly: "I want to be here, what do you want!" As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked a stone buried in the snow. Before he could cry out in pain, he threw himself straight down the slope and fell into the ground again.  Into the snow.

    Luo Yuanqiu frowned, obviously confused.  Looking at the snow where the human form was smashed out, he wondered: "Do you like staying in the snow? But is it really not cold?".

    At night, the sky is cold and the ground is freezing. The mountains are deserted and quiet, with only a little light coming from this room.  There are a few stars in the night sky, twinkling with light.  On winter nights, the sky is even more cold and vast, with a hint of bright blue appearing across the mountains, rivers and fields, meandering away with the cold wind.

    Luo Yuanqiu brought the food and arranged the bowls and chopsticks.  The young man sat on her right, his forehead was bruised for some reason, and he looked listlessly at the missing corner of the table.

    Luo Yuanqiu gave him chopsticks and sat down to eat.  The young man took it, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Where is the master?"

    "He's not with us," Luo Yuanqiu took a mouthful of rice and mumbled, "Eat, it'll be fine."

    The young man secretly took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the bamboo chopsticks. When Luo Yuanqiu wasn't paying attention, he poured tea and washed the porcelain bowl.  After doing all this, he took a closer look and saw that there were still dots of marks on the bowl.  After reaching out and touching it, I realized that the bowl was made of rough porcelain, and the traces on it were naturally indelible.

    He curled his lips, knowing that complaining was useless, so he reluctantly picked up a chopstick.  Luo Yuanqiu had never cared about his thoughts. He finished his meal, picked up the dishes and washed them, leaving him sitting dumbly at the table. Before leaving, he said: "Everyone eats his own meal, each washes his hands."  Each bowl.¡±

    The young man dared to be angry but dared not speak out. After walking for a day, he was hungry after all. He ate all the food on the table and hiccupped uncontrollably.  Probably because he knows that he is no better than before, and there is no one in the mountains for him to take care of, so he has no choice but to do it stupidly.Arriving late, she saw that she was the only one in the sutra hall and asked, "Where is your new junior brother?"

    Luo Yuanqiu exhaled a breath, slowly opened his eyes and said, "I don't know, maybe he went back to sleep like Master?"

    Xuan Qingzi¡¯s old face turned slightly red, he coughed and said, ¡°What are you talking about!¡±

    "The weather is too cold. In fact, Master doesn't need to get up at all." Luo Yuanqiu stopped his work and stood up, and continued to look down at the book of sect rules: "As a senior sister, I will also teach the junior brothers and sisters for the master."

    "Haha." Xuan Qingzi stroked his beard and chuckled, seeming a little amused, and asked: "If master is not here, how will you teach your junior brothers and sisters?"

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    Luo Yuanqiu closed the book with a snap, his eyes were shining, and he said impassionedly: "Of course I will take them to catch wild boars! That guy destroyed the flower seedlings I finally planted as soon as winter came this year, and trampled on the medicine field.  It's a piece of shit. If you don't catch him and beat him up, it's simply unjust! Master, don't you think so?"

    Xuan Qingzi: ""

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