Chapter 68 Talking about old things at night, the end of the experience in the Town Demon Tower
Qin Jiu drank the tea and his face became much better.
The tea vendor reached out and touched Qin Jiu's cloak, and exclaimed: "What a good material, cotton and linen from Xianhuzhou, ice silk from Jingting Mountain, craftsmanship from Qixiufang of Canglan Kingdom, just a piece of cloth,
It costs hundreds of silver. How can you get the money if you can't even afford wine?"
Qin Jiu moved his cloak with some disgust. He was afraid that the tea seller's dark hands would be stained. He stroked them several times and asked doubtfully: "Is it really so valuable?"
"Of course, I have been selling tea for decades, supporting myself and doing things with my conscience. The money I have saved over the past few decades is just enough to buy such a piece of cloth." The tea seller looked at Qin Jiu's expression and said in shock: "That's not right.
, given by someone else? My concubine?"
"Nonsense, this is a gift from my disciple."
Qin Jiu said this with a bit of pride on his face.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
The tea vendor suddenly threw the bowl on the ground, with a bit of anger on his face, and said: "Speaking of this, I would like to ask you, why did you leave before the year is up? Come on.
, please tell me carefully, if I am not satisfied, I will have to pay for the tea tonight, and I will violate my conscience."
Facing the angry tea seller, Qin Jiu's expression suddenly darkened. He put his hands in his sleeves and remained silent for a while. Then he straightened the cloak draped over his shoulders. His eyes became hollow and his voice became low.
Husky said, "He is the best young man I have met since I traveled around the world, the hardest working young man, the kindest young man, and the most respectful young man. His name is Gu Yusheng, don't forget it."
"Um?"
The tea seller noticed that something was wrong with Qin Jiu's expression and became more and more curious.
"Aren't there just a few amazing monsters? You can send me a message and I'll go there for you. Qin Jiu always has a beginning and an end when doing things. Every sword you draw will be stained with blood. It's not easy to accept a disciple.
, but ran away early, what does this mean?"
Qin Jiu stood up, walked to the threshold alone, sat down facing the wind and snow, and let the wind and snow blow on his old face. He pulled the cloak around his shoulders little by little, and his whole person became more and more aged. He stared at the dark night.
Qingping Mountain in the distance whispered: "Old Qiao, after the Shenglong Pillar in this world was cut off, has anyone seen the world in the sky?"
The tea vendor nodded.
"This world is very big, and there are always some amazing and talented people. Even if the Shenglong Pillar is broken and the Flying Immortal Platform is destroyed, there are still people who can control the sky and reach the depths of the sky. Why do you suddenly ask about this?"
Qin Jiu's voice became deep again, and he asked: "Then tell me, if a person's soul bridge is broken, will the three souls still have a chance to fly over that chasm?"
Bang.
The tea seller's hand accidentally knocked over the teapot hanging on the brazier, and he looked surprised.
"Say it again."
Qin Jiu sighed: "The child's soul bridge is broken. I originally wanted to teach him some other things besides swordsmanship, but when I found out the result, I only taught him a set of swordsmanship. I
Taught him many simple principles that ordinary people should understand. I can't bear the name of master at all. If he calls me Mr. Qin, I will feel guilty. Alas, this man, the older he gets, the more he lives.
."
The tea seller was silent for a long time, the light from the brazier flickering in his eyes.
Qin Jiu couldn't hear the response, so he walked into the house again, sat by the fire pit, lifted up the teapot and hung it up. Seeing that the tea seller was motionless, Qin Jiu suddenly realized and said anxiously: "No, Old Qiao, you are hiding something from me, are you hiding something from me?"
What do you know? The child's soul bridge is not born, but acquired. Also, you are too concerned about that child. What did you go through in those years when I slayed the demon and came out of Qingping? About that child
,No, about Gu Bai...why don't you stop talking and become mute?"
"I advise you not to ask. I don't know much. Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you."
The tea seller twirled the wick on the wall, and regained his composure. He said calmly: "Actually, it doesn't matter if the Soul Bridge is broken. Just like the road to heaven, there is always a road open. It's just a detour.
It's just a few detours and a little more hardship. As a swordsman, you should understand this better than me."
"The road to swordsmanship is too difficult." Qin Jiu sighed and asked unwillingly, "Old Qiao, you have traveled so many roads and met so many people. Is there no way to remedy this?"
"some."
The tea seller said.
Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows when he saw the tea seller hesitating.
"In the Three Holy Lands? Isn't it? With the sword in my hand, it's not impossible to make this trip."
The tea vendor shook his head slightly.
"It is true that the sword in your hand can solve many things, but you are powerless in this matter. How to continue the soul bridge? You have offended most of the people in the Holy Academy Shushan. This time, you
Even if you leave, there will be no results."
"Holy Academy Book Mountain?"
Qin Jiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
The tea vendor's eyes widened.
"Are you crazy? I'm telling you, don't act recklessly. With your current body and bones, going to the Holy Academy Shushan will mean you will die."
"Who said I was going?"
Qin Jiu picked up the tea bowl that the tea seller had put on the ground, put it in the palm of his hand, and poured a bowl of hot tea, regardless of the ashes in the bowl, and drank it comfortably.
This time, it was the tea seller's turn to look unhappy and curious.
"Old Qin, you are holding something back, don't tell me!"
Qin Jiu saw that the tea seller was anxious, so he slowly said: "The peach blossoms in Qingping Mountain are blooming well, and one of them is the most unique. If that boy has that fate, he will eventually discover the problem step by step and solve it.
Now, let the flowers become flowers and the trees become trees, that is the best state. Moreover, that boy's talent in swordsmanship is amazing, and slowly settling down, doing one thing without distraction is not necessarily a bad thing."
…
Qingping Mountain, Lingxiao Peak.
Pavilion.
The leader Xuanjizi closed his eyes slightly.
The peak masters and elders of other peaks also stood silently in the pavilion.
The leader of Yunfeng Peak, Lei Jiangheng, stood upright. Behind him, the Ninth Prince Chu Chen seemed to have just come out. His body was still stained with demon blood. The Black Dragon Sword in his hand was still dripping with blood. His whole body was full of hostility.
Killing intent, in just five days, his strength seemed to have greatly improved.
The Suppression Tower takes five days to experience and five days to survive.
It completely broke Lei Jiangheng's record of three days in the Suppression Tower.
Normally, Lei Jiangheng would naturally be happy. Chu Chen was his proud disciple. He taught Chu Chen all his most proud sword techniques. If one day Chu Chen returned to the Xuanlong Dynasty and gained support from the forces, then
Naturally, he will also have a bright face, and his status will be greatly improved.
But now, he frowned.
Because among this generation of Qingyun Sect disciples, there are still two people who have not left the Demon Suppression Tower.
One person is Mo Wanyun from Shushan in the Holy Academy.
One person is Gu Yusheng in the peach blossom forest.
Lei Jiangheng was not surprised that Mo Wanyun could stay in the Demon Suppressing Tower for so long. A granddaughter of a great scholar, with her identity there, must have many ways to save her life.
What Lei Jiangheng cared about was Gu Yusheng.
These days.
Everyone in the Qingyun Sect is telling about Gu Yusheng's deeds of killing hundreds of demons with one sword.
Although many people described this incident as an exaggeration, Lei Jiang Heng always had two things in mind that needed to be confirmed. On the martial arts field that day, was it the kid who took his sword forcefully, or was it the master who melted it away?
That sword.
This matter is very important to Lei Jiangheng, because the second thing he wants to confirm is the flat land on Qingping Mountain that is higher than Lingxiao Peak. Who is practicing swordsmanship there?
Who can guide sword practice at such a high place.
If these two things are really related.
Doesn't that mean that Qingyun's real genius is Gu Yusheng?
If that were the case, wouldn't everything he had bet on Chu Chen become a dream?
"Brother, someone is coming out!"
An elder spoke.
I saw a whirlpool appearing above the Demon Suppression Tower, and Mo Wanyun came out from it. She was dressed in white, and her body was clean. There was no fatigue after fighting on her face. It was as if she had gone out to play and returned.
It's like he didn't wake up.
But the aura on her body is very rich and pure. The most important thing is that the bones of her body are shining with bone. It can be seen at a glance that she has condensed golden bones!
"Junior sister, congratulations on gaining a good disciple."
Xuanjizi breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then congratulated He Hongnian.
He Hongnian flew out with a swish and picked up Mo Wanyun from the air, his face full of love.
"Wan Yun, are you not injured?"
Mo Wanyun nodded, "Master, I'm fine."
The sound of "Master" made He Hongnian seem a few years younger, and his Taoist mind, which had been cultivated for several years, was also a little shaken.
The elders of Qingyun Sect, while congratulating, also felt a little sad and envious.
Both Yunfeng and Luochenfeng have good seeds.
It's a pity that these good things did not happen to me.
"Master, is it time to completely close the Demon Suppression Tower?"
Just when all the elders seemed to be happy, an inappropriate voice suddenly appeared.