Sincere Heart in Jianghu

He took one last look at Yang Ming, "Ming’er, Master is gone, take care!"

Following the disappearance of his voice, his entire figure also disappeared. Looking at the scene before his eyes which had once again become ethereal, Yang Ming's mood became sad once again.

He tightly shut his eyes, wanting to swallow the pain in his heart before shouting out loudly.

He shouted a few times towards the Green City Mountain. That voice traveled far away and did not disappear even after a long time. He gently wiped his eyes and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He chanted in his heart, Farewell, Qingcheng. Farewell, Master. Farewell, Eldest Senior Brother. Farewell, all my fellow apprentices!

He knew that tomorrow, in a few days, his eldest senior brother would want the world to send out the order to expel him from Qingcheng and spread the news to the martial arts world.

If that was the case, it would be better to just listen to the eldest senior brother and gather with the seniors for the next two days. They could not let those unhappy things affect their lives in Qingcheng for the last few days.

He returned to his own room. This place had also left behind too many of his own memories, and was also the place where he, Ling'er and Ling Qing had lived for almost a year.

He forced himself into bed and lay there, a familiar feeling returning.

He slowly closed his eyes and allowed his body to relax. Gradually, without realizing it, he fell asleep and even let out a soft snoring sound.

The next day, he put away all his bad feelings and put all the matters at the bottom of his heart. He cherished the chance to get along with everyone in Qingcheng, and his happiness and happiness were written all over his face.

In the short span of a few days, he had once again experienced the friendship of a fellow disciple whom he had not seen for a long time. In this place, he felt as if he had returned to that ignorant old man from a few years ago, to the age where he could ask about everything.

He still liked to go to the elegant pavilion the most, loved to watch from afar when the Fourth Senior Brother taught the children. He also loved to drink with the Fourth Senior Brother the most, and he also loved to patrol and watch the junior and junior brothers and sisters train.

He would still pay regular visits to the three deacon seniors to listen to their teachings and instructions.

He would still be ready to go down the mountain at any time, ready to accept the task at any time, but his mentality had changed, and he was no longer as lost or depressed as before.

He would still peek at his Senior Sister from afar, but his heart had become pure. The person he once loved had slowly turned into a memory in her heart, a beautiful memory.

Zhang Fangyuan gave him three days. These three days, he played around happily, and even forgot his age and identity, and forgot that in a few days, he would truly leave Qingcheng.

Three days passed by quickly. They left in such a hurry that they didn't even look back. The three days had already passed.

When he realized that time had already passed, he became anxious. He wanted to grab hold of that time, but it was all empty. He was not upset, nor was he regretful. He only felt a faint sadness.

On the last day, he had a good tour of Qingcheng. He faced every place and left some words for them in his heart. A smile appeared on his face. That charming smile of his had once caused the hearts of many ladies in the martial arts world to tremble.

Zhang Fangyuan had already collected all the letters and had selected dozens of disciples to send these letters to the various big sects in the martial arts world.

Yang Ming did not want to have any farewell. He knew, that although his Senior Brother did this, in his heart, he would still treat him as a junior brother, but this Qingcheng would not accept him. If he wanted to go to Qingcheng in the future, he would need to pay respects and report in detail.

He did not turn back. He knew that this was still his home, and no matter what he did, he would never be able to cut his connection with it. This was always his most beloved home, and the people here would always be the ones who cared for him the most and loved him the most!

A few days after he left the mountain, the news of his expulsion from Qingcheng was spread throughout the martial arts world. No one knew the reason, nor did anyone know why Qingcheng had made such a decision.

Along the way, he heard many people discussing this matter and speculating about it.

Very quickly, this matter was covered up by another matter. It seemed as if a great event was going to happen in the martial arts world. Many people began to silently prepare. The expressions of these people were somewhat strange.

Was something really going to happen to the peaceful Jianghu?

In an instant, Yang Ming's heart was also affected by this feeling of nervousness. He wanted to know, what exactly do these people want to do?

Many people from the imperial court were also moving. He saw many soldiers gathering and heading in the same direction. That was a direction that he was extremely familiar with — the Western Region!

Could something big have happened? In the Western Regions, the closest country was the Lou Lan, and they had once been close friends, so the king of the Lou Lan, Wula Heli, and that King of Taurus, would definitely cause the entire population to sink into a terrifying situation because of this war.

At this time, Yang Ming withdrew his emotions. Now that such a big thing had happened, what should he do? He quietly began to investigate, wanting to learn more about the details inside.

He saw a group of people walking over from the front. The one leading them was an officer who was a bit drunk. He walked up behind him lightly and touched his body, causing the person to soften down. He shouted for everyone to stay still.

"Listen up, if anyone dares to make a move now, that is what will happen to you all!" The person weakly laid on the ground, but Yang Ming had only pointed at his acupoints.

Those people were scared out of their wits by the alcohol, their faces showed fear, "Please spare us, we have never done anything bad, we all have wives and mothers to support. If you have anything to say, please say it!"

He didn't want to scare them too much, so he said softly, "A few days ago I saw many troops heading towards the Western Regions. What is going to happen?"

"Brave man, our statuses are low, we really don't know what is going to happen. We only know that our superiors have ordered us to gather at the border, and that there might be a war going on. But we really don't know what is going on."

"Tell me the direction of the camp and the signal to get in touch!"

After hearing what they had to say, Yang Ming lightly nodded his head.