Immortal Cultivator: This Sixth Brother is too careless.
29 Time flies, five years in a blink

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"Junior brother, why do I suddenly feel that you've changed?”

Hearing Ning Chuan's advice.

Bai Zhirou was stunned, then she looked at Ning Chuan in surprise.

Because all along, in Bai Zhirou's impression, Ning Chuan was simple and honest.

But today, he said such a great truth, which naturally made her feel a little strange.

He saw Bai Zhirou sizing him up with a strange gaze.

Ning Chuan knew that his abnormal behavior had made this little girl suspicious.

However, Ning Chuan had lived two lives, so his shrewdness could be said to be terrifying.

She was just a little girl. He could naturally fool her.

The honest smile on Ning Chuan's face did not change. He pretended to be embarrassed and scratched his head.

"Senior Sister, how am I different? Is what I said unreasonable?”

"I remember that the elders in the family often say that being ordinary is a blessing. Is this saying wrong?”

Seeing Ning Chuan's serious and honest face, he was shocked.

Bai Zhirou's curiosity about Ning Chuan disappeared. She shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"Actually, I understand what you're saying, but I really can't accept the fact that the sect that father founded was taken away.”

Seeing that Bai Zhirou was still stubborn, Ning Chuan stopped persuading her.

He had already said what he needed to say. Since Bai Zhirou insisted on getting involved in the sect's conflict, it was her own business.

It was also at this moment.

Ning Chuan once again understood a simple truth.

Everyone understood the principle.

However, if it was really him, he would still choose not to turn back until he hit the south wall. Only when he hit his head and knew the pain would he truly understand these principles.

Bai Zhirou was the best example.

She knew that bringing Bai Qinghe down the mountain and being a rich man among the people without getting involved in the conflicts between the martial arts sects would be a happy thing.

However, because of her unwillingness and obsession, she continued to slam into the south wall.

Ning Chuan once again understood a principle and secretly warned himself:

Knowing that there was a tiger in the mountain, he would take a detour.

If there is a south wall in front, I, Ning Chuan, will turn back.

For Ning Chuan, these were all extremely valuable life experiences to ensure that he would not do anything stupid in the future because of a moment of impulse.

…….

Bai Zhirou stayed in the herb garden for another half a day, and only left when the sun was setting.

However, before he left.

She left Ning Chuan another bottle of qi pellets.

He also gave Ning Chuan a set of second-rate palm techniques to urge him to practice martial arts.

After all, only when one's martial arts were powerful could one truly protect themselves.

At this moment.

Bai Zhirou, the little girl, had also undergone a silent transformation.

It was as if she had suddenly grown up on this day, and her eyes were filled with a passion for martial arts that she had never seen before.

Ning Chuan watched Bai Zhirou leave.

He could feel Bai Zhirou's growth.

Once upon a time!

This little girl was innocent and naive. With Bai Qinghe's protection, she was like a flower in a greenhouse. She had never experienced the wind and rain of the outside world.

However, after the huge change in her family, Bai Zhirou's mind began to mature. She finally had a goal in her heart and wanted to take back the position of sect master.

After today, Bai Zhirou would diligently cultivate her martial arts and would no longer be idle like before.

……

In the herb garden.

Ning Chuan sighed.

He placed his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. A dark and deep color flashed across his eyes.

Actually…

At this moment, Ning Chuan was just lamenting the life of a mortal.

Everyone had to experience many hardships and hardships in their lives.

These bumps and hardships would gradually flatten the edges and corners of a person.

Just like when we were young, we always naively hoped to grow up.

This was because when they grew up, they would be free and unrestrained. They would not have to be controlled by their parents and elders, and they would be able to obtain some things that they wanted but could not obtain when they were young.

However, after she grew up, she realized that growing up wasn't that wonderful.

Instead, he had lost the innocence of his youth and could no longer find those carefree days.

In order to pursue fame, wealth, power, and beauty every day, he gradually lost the purest and flawless self of his youth.

He suddenly turned his head!

After growing up, he suddenly became the type of person he hated the most when he was young.

Therefore, there was a good saying.

The dragon-slaying youth had finally become an evil dragon.

This was the world of adults.

……

Ning Chuan sighed.

When Bai Zhirou looked back after a few years, perhaps she would not even recognize herself anymore.

Would she regret her decision today?

…….

The Iron Sword Sect had finally changed.

Lan Tiejiang became the sect master of the Iron Sword Sect.

Bai Qinghe, the former Sect Leader, had personally handed the Sect Leader's Talisman to Lan Tiejiang. From then on, he lived in seclusion in the bamboo hut and no longer participated in the disputes of the Iron Sword Sect.

For a moment.

Lan Tiejiang's influence reached its peak in the Iron Sword Sect.

The four elders congratulated him.

All the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect respected Lan Tiejiang.

In stark contrast to Lan Tiejiang, Bai Zhirou and her daughter sat on the cold bench and no one paid attention to them anymore.

Bai Qinghe's personal disciple, Jiang Yun, had left the mountain overnight on the day Lan Tiejiang took over as sect master. He had disappeared from the Iron Sword Sect.

As for his marriage with Bai Zhirou, it was left unsettled.

As for Ning Chuan.

He didn't care who became the sect leader.

He was still living in seclusion in the small world of the herbal garden.

……

Spring passed and summer came, autumn came and winter solstice came.

Day after day, year after year.

Time flew by like a white horse, and the four seasons alternated like a cycle.

In the blink of an eye.

Five years passed by in a flash.

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