Chapter 172 Leaving Again
"Master, Master Brother." Tian Xuan said seriously, "When I killed Wei Wushang, I heard Wei Wushang say that the State of Wei was destroyed by the State of Qin. Apart from that, has anything major happened recently?"

Wei State!

A country that was once so powerful and was the strongest country was destroyed just like that. If someone else mentioned this, they would definitely feel a lot of emotion, even melancholy and regret. However, people from the Tian Sect who believe in transcendence would not bother about this matter. Tian Xuan's words did not cause any emotional fluctuations in Bei Mingzi and Chi Songzi.

"Junior brother," Chi Songzi said with a smile, "As for big things, there really hasn't been any recently. But there is a small matter that I need you to handle!"

"Master Brother, what's the matter?" Tianxuan felt extremely uncomfortable as Chisongzi stared at him with a strange look.

He had neither a wife, children, nor brothers or sisters. Apart from his fellow disciples of the Tian Sect, the only people who could be considered related to him were the women of the Yin-Yang School.

Chisongzi said, "The eldest prince of Qin, Fusu, has sent people to ask you to come back to Guanzhong immediately after you leave the pass. He has something good to ask you!"

"You want to ask me for a good thing?" Tianxuan was even more confused.

Qin's laws were strict, and he had been in seclusion for a long time without any merit, so it was even more impossible for Zheng Ge to give him a promotion for no reason. Apart from promotion, Tian Xuan didn't think there was anything else that could be called a good thing!

"I will set off back to Xianyang City tomorrow." Although he was puzzled, since he had become Prince Fusu's men in a sense and the other party had summoned him several times, Tianxuan had no reason not to go. He suppressed the doubts in his heart and decided to leave Zhongnan Mountain tomorrow.

Hearing this, Xiao Meng pulled Tian Xuan's collar, with a pitiful look on her face: "Brother, can't you stay a few more days?"

"No!" Tianxuan touched Xiaomeng's face, which still had some baby fat, and sighed.

"However," Tianxuan saw Xiaomeng's reluctant look, "Today, Senior Brother won't do anything. How about playing with you for the whole day?"

"Okay!" After getting Tianxuan's guarantee, Xiaomeng immediately turned from sadness to joy and shouted, clapping her hands.

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The next day.

"This little girl is becoming more and more difficult to deal with!"

The cool morning sun emerged from the ever-changing and endless sea of ​​clouds in the east and shone on Tianxuan's wooden house. As the sun came in, Tianxuan, who had fallen asleep very late last night, carefully pulled back his hands and feet, and looked back at Xiaomeng lying on his bed, his eyes full of love.

However, he remembered that Xiaomeng had pestered him all night last night and he played various games with her, so he started complaining again.

Tianxuan was powerless and Xiaomeng was still young.

Xiao Meng, who was reluctant to leave her senior brother Tian Xuan, simply slept in Tian Xuan's room last night. At this time, the little girl curled up her small body, holding a sheepskin quilt in her arms, drooling from the corners of her mouth.

"Junior Sister Xiaomeng, goodbye!"

After complaining, looking at Xiaomeng lying on the bed like an ordinary little girl, Tianxuan pushed away the silver-white hair covering her pretty face, touched Xiaomeng's little head, and spoke softly.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Although Xiaomeng has been following Tianxuan around like a little tail these days, Tianxuan doesn't believe that he has no feelings for this smart and lovely little junior sister. He touched Xiaomeng's head with his hand, then took it back, looked at her deeply, covered her with the quilt, and walked out. Bang!

Although Tianxuan's action of closing the door was extremely slight, the moment the sound was heard, Xiaomeng, who had her eyes tightly closed, subconsciously opened them, pearl-like tears rolled down from her eyes, and her pretty little face was filled with reluctance from the bottom of her heart, and she murmured, "Goodbye, Senior Brother!"

"Junior brother, here it is."

After bidding farewell to Xiao Meng, Tian Xuan, dressed neatly, followed the winding bluestone mountain road to the foot of the mountain. When he came to a corner of the mountain road, two familiar figures suddenly blocked Tian Xuan's way. He looked closely and found that they were Chi Songzi and Bei Mingzi.

In Chisongzi's hand, there was a precious sword with a sheath, which was the weapon passed down to Tianxuan by Old Cangtou - the Crescent Moon Sword.

Bei Mingzi and Chi Songzi, the master and apprentice, knew that Tian Xuan was leaving, so they waited for him here. The moment they met, Chi Songzi handed the Crescent Moon Blade in his hand to Tian Xuan.

"Thank you, Master Brother."

After receiving the precious sword, Tianxuan cleared his sorrow and carefully put it behind his back. As the precious sword returned to its place, Tianxuan's aura changed drastically. If you say that he was a Taoist priest full of sadness and parting a moment ago; now, even though he is wearing a gray-black Taoist robe, he still can't hide the iron-blooded aura honed from the battlefield, showing the power of a general.

"Tianxuan, your horse is ready at the foot of the mountain." Bei Mingzi noticed the change in his beloved disciple's expression, and a flash of rainbow light flashed in his eyes. "I know that after you chose this path, many things are beyond your control. I only hope that you remember these three words: 'don't kill indiscriminately'!"

"Disciple understands." Tianxuan nodded heavily, indicating that he had kept Bei Mingzi's words in mind.

"I hope you really remember it," Bei Mingzi said again, "Tianxuan, I don't want you to become the second Wu'an Jun Bai Qi!"

Wu'an Jun Bai Qi!
'Wu'an Jun' was originally an ordinary title. Su Qin, Xiang Yan, Li Mu and others were all given the title of Wu'an Jun. However, in Tianxuan's previous life, the title of Wu'an Jun seemed to be exclusive to Bai Qi. Bai Qi fought for decades throughout his life and never lost a battle. According to Liang Qichao's research, during the more than 200 years of the Warring States Period, a total of 2 million soldiers died in the wars of various countries. One million of them died at the hands of Bai Qi.

Although the cause of Bai Qi's death in this life is unknown, it was probably the karma he received for his heavy sins of killing.

Bei Mingzi persuaded Tianxuan that he did not want his beloved disciple to become the second Wu'an Jun Bai Qi, which shows his kindness towards Tianxuan.

"Master, please rest assured that I will never become the second Bai Qi!" Tianxuan could naturally sense Bei Mingzi's gentle persuasion, and he felt moved as he felt a lingering warmth in his heart.

"Master, Senior Brother, I am leaving now."

What needs to be said has been said. Zhongnan Mountain is neither far nor near from Xianyang City. Since the mount, Huoyun, has been sent to the foot of the mountain, and there are hotels and cities to stay in along the way, we can return to Xianyang City tomorrow at the latest. Tianxuan, who dislikes red tape, still bids farewell to his master Beimingzi and his senior brother Chisongzi, although he is nostalgic for the warmth of his master's sect.

"Safe travels."

"If you have time, don't forget to come back and take a look."

Bei Mingzi and Chi Songzi did not try to persuade them to stay. With tender words, the master and disciple made way for them.

"Tianxuan, I hope this is not the last time we meet as master and disciple!"

When Tianxuan's figure gradually became blurred on the winding and undulating mountain road, Bei Mingzi, who was staring at his back, suddenly spoke with mixed feelings.

(End of this chapter)