After walking out of the monastery, Wen Min saw Lu Xueqi standing aside, so she walked over and said, "Junior sister, are you going back right now?"
Lu Xueqi shook her head slightly and said, "Now that I'm out, I want to walk around. I feel bored sitting in the house all the time."
Wen Min nodded and said, "That's right. You should be careful. I'll go back first."
Lu Xueqi nodded slightly and said, "Yes, senior sister, walk slowly."
Wen Min smiled, turned and left. Seeing her figure gradually disappearing into the bamboo forest, Lu Xueqi stood there in silence for a moment, but she didn't know where she was going, so she walked away.
The bamboo forest is deep and green everywhere. Mountain wind blows from high places, and the tips of the bamboo branches sway with the wind, making a rustling sound.
On the slightly moist land, new shoots are breaking through the ground, and from time to time, the pointed heads of bamboo shoots can be seen poking out of the ground, full of vitality.
In the distance, from the dense bamboo branches, the crisp sound of birdsong came, and even the surrounding air was filled with the unique fragrance of bamboo. Lu Xueqi took a deep breath. There was no tacky atmosphere here.
It is the favorite of these cultivators, and it is also the reason why cultivators often stay away from the world.
It's just that the body is far away from the world, but the fate of the world seems to have never left even half a moment.
Just like this, she stepped lightly on the lotus steps and walked leisurely. Unknowingly, Lu Xueqi suddenly realized that she had walked to the back mountain again. She smiled bitterly. Although she had not thought of coming here today, maybe she did.
On weekdays we come a lot more, but this pair of feet actually walks on its own.
However, she was content with what she had come. Lu Xueqi did not look back and continued to walk slowly towards the mountain. The stone layers climbed up one by one. Not far away, there was the moon-watching platform, a secluded place on Xiaozhu Peak.
It was daytime at this time, and Master Shuiyue had been in a bad mood recently, so no one came to this remote place, and the surrounding area became even quieter. Fortunately, Lu Xueqi had always been used to this tranquility, so she walked up on her own.
Every plant, tree, stone and rock is very familiar to her.
Unexpectedly, she just stepped onto the moon-watching platform, but she was startled for a moment. In front of the moon-watching platform, there was a figure standing alone, her robes were blown by the mountain wind. The figure looked very familiar from behind. It was her and Wen Min.
The missing master, Master Shuiyue.
Lu Xueqi was astonished in her heart, walked up to the day before yesterday, saluted Master Shuiyue, and said: "Master."
Master Shuiyue trembled, as if he realized someone was coming from behind him. He turned around, looked at Lu Xueqi, nodded and said, "It's Xueqi."
Lu Xueqi looked at Master Shuiyue, and saw that her master's face was slightly pale, still sad, but now more of a look of loneliness.
She was worried in her heart and said: "Master, it's windy here, you have to take care of yourself."
Master Shuiyue smiled and said: "On weekdays, you stand here all day long and nothing happens to you. Although my old bones are not younger than yours, I am not weak."
Lu Xueqi was taken aback and said quickly: "Master, I don't mean that, I mean..."
Master Shuiyue waved his hand slightly tiredly, with a faint bitter smile on his lips, and said: "I know, you don't need to explain."
Lu Xueqi stood silently beside Master Shuiyue, but she didn't know what to say for a moment.
Master Shuiyue seemed to have no intention of speaking, and both master and disciple fell silent for a moment.
I don’t know how long it took, but Master Shuiyue looked into the distance and suddenly said: "Do you think the scenery on the moon viewing platform is beautiful?"
Lu Xueqi was startled for a moment, wondering why Master Shuiyue suddenly asked him this question, but she still answered him honestly: "As the saying goes, the scenery is always in dangerous peaks. The dangerous rocks here are abrupt and the cliffs are hanging in the air. Looking from above, the sea of clouds is like waves.
, with the company of green mountains, it is a place of stunning beauty.”
Master Shuiyue nodded slightly, his eyes were slightly blurry, and he said slowly: "Actually, many years ago, when your uncle Suru was still practicing on Xiaozhu Peak, he, like you, loved the scenery here most, and he often loved it.
I sneaked here to play alone."
Lu Xueqi was startled and raised her eyes to look at Master Shuiyue. She saw Master Shuiyue sighing softly and said: "Junior sister Su and I have grown up together since we were young. Calculating, I only joined my mentor one year earlier than her."
Master Zhenyi, when we were young, we ate at the same table and slept in the same bed. We were really like sisters. She is usually more lively than me, but she loves to sneak here alone. When did she feel wronged?
, she also came to this viewing platform and was sulking alone."
When Master Shuiyue said this, the corner of his mouth moved, as if he remembered some past events of the year, and smiled a little, but before the smile came out, it was replaced by a deeper look of confusion and vicissitudes of life on his face.
"But...she has never been here since she got married."
Lu Xueqi listened silently to Master Shuiyue's words and whispered: "Master, weren't you happy when Master Su married Master Tian from Dazhu Peak?"
Master Shuiyue was startled for a moment, then shook his head slightly, sighed, and said: "Although Tian Buyi has a bad temper and a bit of a surly temper, he is a good wife. Your uncle Su married him, and he is hers."
Fortunately, she also has a vision."
Lu Xueqi was really surprised when she heard this. Everyone knew that Master Shuiyue didn't like Tian Buyi, but she didn't expect that she saw it this way in her heart. She couldn't help but ask: "Then
You used to do that to Master Tian..." Halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped talking.
Master Shuiyue smiled slightly and said: "You still looked at him with raised eyebrows and made cold remarks, right?"
Lu Xueqi's face turned red and she said, "This disciple doesn't dare to think that way."
Master Shuiyue said calmly: "I usually treat him like this. It's not something taboo, so there is nothing to worry about. But although Tian Buyi and I don't get along, to be honest, he is still a good person.
There are not many people in our Qingyun Sect who can compare with him."
Speaking of this, Master Shuiyue seemed to suddenly think of something. He frowned slightly and said, "The eldest disciple under Tian Buyi is called Song Daren, right?"
Lu Xueqi nodded, but she didn't know why Master Shuiyue suddenly asked about Song Daren, and said: "Exactly, now Senior Brother Song has taken over the position of leader of the Dazhu Peak lineage. Master, why did you suddenly think of this?
Senior Brother Song?"
Master Shuiyue was silent for a while, then said: "Does your senior sister Wenmin have some quarrel with this Song Daren?"
Lu Xueqi was shocked and didn't know what to say for a moment. Wenmin and Song Daren had feelings for each other, and most people knew about it. The sisters on Xiaozhu Peak usually made fun of Wenmin about this matter, but
Back then, Tian Buyi went to the mountain to ask for marriage for Song Daren, but was rejected by Master Shuiyue, which made Wenmin feel sad in private and depressed for many days. Now that Master Shuiyue suddenly asked him this question, Lu Xueqi's mind was spinning, but she didn't know what to say.
It's better to say that it's better to hide something for Senior Sister Wenmin.
What kind of experience Master Shuiyue had, he could tell most of it just by looking at Lu Xueqi's hesitation. He shook his head and sighed deeply.
Lu Xueqi couldn't help but feel a little anxious. She had an excellent relationship with Wenmin. Although she herself had a difficult relationship, she hoped that the senior sister who had been taking care of her since she was a child could find a good home. She mustered up the courage to say: "
Master, actually Sister Wenmin..."
He didn't say a few words, but Master Shuiyue said calmly: "That's it, that's it. Find a day and marry Wen Min."
Lu Xueqi was stunned for a moment, almost unable to believe her ears. Master Shuiyue glanced at her, smiled, and said: "Why, do you disciples always think that I am an old stubborn man who refuses to change his ways and refuses to succeed in his disciples' achievements?"
Is it a good thing?"
Lu Xueqi was extremely happy for Wenmin, and she quickly smiled and said: "Master, look at what you said, how dare the disciples think so. I would like to thank you on behalf of Senior Sister Wenmin first!"
Seeing Lu Xueqi's rare sincere smile, Master Shuiyue moved the corner of his mouth, but then sighed softly, turned around, stood with his hands behind his hands, and silently looked at the sea of clouds in the distance.
Lu Xueqi was so happy that she saw Master Shuiyue's expression was different, and she said cautiously: "Master, why did you suddenly think of this?"
Master Shuiyue was silent for a moment and asked without answering: "Xueqi, you also followed me to Dazhu Peak. What do you think of the death of your Master Su?"
Lu Xueqi's expression became solemn, she pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "This disciple thought that Uncle Su and Uncle Tian had a deep love for each other, so they followed them away without any sign of pain."
"Yes." Master Shuiyue sighed softly and was lost in thought. After a while, he said, "I don't want you to be disturbed by love and delay your practice, but what will happen in the end after practicing for a lifetime?"
Lu Xueqi didn't know what Master Shuiyue meant, and didn't dare to speak for a moment. She only heard Master Shuiyue say slowly: "When it comes to immortality, it's still ethereal and void. I have practiced hard for a lifetime, but I have spent hundreds of years in vain. You, Master Su,
I regard hundreds of years of Taoism and life as nothing, but this determination and vision are really much better than mine."
Lu Xueqi suddenly felt sour in her heart and called out: "Master..."
"Practice for a lifetime, practice for a lifetime, cultivate the Tao, but lose the humanity, so what's the trouble?" Master Shuiyue sighed and said lightly, "Actually, what is the Tao, what is attaining the Tao, I have cultivated for a lifetime, and to this day
Said, but it’s really a bit blurry.”
Lu Xueqi stood aside, not daring to speak. Master Shuiyue stood silently for half a minute, then suddenly shook his head, as if he didn't want to think about it anymore, turned around and walked down the mountain. Lu Xueqi looked at her back and shouted: "Master
,where you go?"
Master Shuiyue paused for a moment and said: "I have made up my mind about Wenmin, so you can go over and talk to her. But..."
There was a pause in her voice, but she turned around again, with a look of pity on her face. She looked at Lu Xueqi and said, "It's you, Xueqi, have you ever thought about yourself?"
Lu Xueqi was startled and said: "What?" Then she came to realize it, her face paled, she slowly showed a helpless smile, and whispered, "Master, my disciple's fate is not good, so I don't dare to think too much."
Master Shuiyue looked at his unparalleled disciple. He saw that her white clothes were fluttering, and she looked more like a celestial being. However, the sadness on her face was unknown. Master Shuiyue felt a sudden and unreasonable feeling of distress in his heart.
Said: "Xue Qi."
Lu Xueqi raised her head and looked at Master Shuiyue, only to hear Master Shuiyue say calmly: "Xueqi, you have a difficult love life, but you don't want to look back, and the master can't say anything to you. It's just a matter between you and me, master and disciple, I
I don’t want to see you like this. If things turn around in the future, I will take care of all the rules here at Qingyun Sect, so you don’t have to worry.” Lu Xueqi was shocked and couldn’t help shouting: “Master
..." But I didn't know what to say for a moment.
Master Shuiyue smiled at her, then sighed, turned around and left. Not long after, his figure disappeared under the rock steps of the mountain. Only in the mountain breeze, her low whisper could be faintly heard: "Ask the world."
,What is love..."
Lu Xueqi stood there, feeling confused and distressed for a while, but she still couldn't think of any result. Only in that daze, she suddenly thought: not long ago, in that Heyang
In the abandoned village outside the city, Tian Buyi seemed to have said similar words to her.
Huqishan, Ghost King Sect.
A pretty figure appeared in the corridor at the foot of the mountain where the main hall of the Ghost King Sect is located. Different from all the gray and dull things around it, when this figure moves, it seems to be shining with dazzling light, bringing a sense of dazzling light to the depressing atmosphere here.
A touch of color.
Disciples of the Ghost King Sect walked by from time to time in the passage, and there was almost no one who was not attracted to her. However, wherever the woman glanced at her, they all walked away quickly, as if they did not dare to have any more contact with her.
Contact. Even in this Ghost King Sect, it seems that she is a special existence.
And she is really special, with picturesque features and infinite charm. Although she is less charming than Xiaobai, the nine-tailed sky fox, she is more gentle. But even so, considering that she was once the wonderful young master of the Hehuan sect.
In terms of identity, Jin Ping'er now stands openly and openly in the territory of the Ghost King Sect, still looking a bit dazzling.
Jin Ping'er obviously didn't care about the eyes of the people around her. For her, she seemed to have been used to being noticed by everyone. At the end of the beast-monster catastrophe, she finally escaped from the trap in the hundreds of demon-suppressing caves in the Shiwan Mountains of southern Xinjiang.
After leaving and returning to Middle-earth, no one knew the twists and turns, and she didn't tell anyone about it.
At this moment, she has only one direction, the Ghost King wants to summon her.
After passing another intersection, the corridor in front of him was divided into two parts: left and right. Jin Ping'er stopped and glanced at the passage on the left. There seemed to be something special in his eyes, and then disappeared, and he walked towards the passage on the right.
.
The damage caused to the Ghost King Sect by the sudden and strange earthquake a long time ago can still be seen everywhere. On the rock walls of the mountain, there are many large or small cracks that can be seen from time to time. And in this corridor that extends in all directions and has good ventilation,
There is still a faint smell of blood floating in it, which lingers.
Jin Ping'er naturally felt this faint smell of blood, but she was surprised in her heart, but it didn't show on her face. Her status in the Ghost King Sect was not as good as that of the Acacia Sect in the past, so naturally she would not meddle in other people's business.
She was secretly surprised. With her knowledge and experience, she could naturally feel that this bloody aura was very strange.
While she was thinking, she had followed the passage to the outside of the house where the Ghost King was. She stopped and was about to call someone to report. Suddenly, the stone door in front of her opened rumbles, and the Ghost King's laughter came from inside the house, saying: "Yes.
Bottle? Come in quickly."
Jin Ping'er was secretly surprised, but with a smile on her face, she said, "Yes." Then she walked in.
I saw that the stone room was spacious and bright, and the furnishings were not luxurious but dignified. The Ghost King was sitting behind a table with a large piece of white paper in front of him and the Four Treasures of the Study next to him. He seemed to be practicing calligraphy.
Jin Ping'er glanced at the Ghost King and said with a sweet smile: "Sect Master is in such a good mood today, why did he think of writing?"
The Ghost King raised his head to look at Jin Ping'er and smiled slightly. Jin Ping'er's smile suddenly froze, and he felt that the Ghost King's eyes were faintly stabbing like two sharp knives. Looking at him, his eyes felt a stinging sensation.
Fortunately, the Ghost King quickly withdrew his gaze, still looking at the white paper under his hand, and beckoning at the same time: "Come over and see how my handwriting is doing?"
Jin Ping'er was secretly surprised. She had never felt like this when she was with the Ghost King in the past. How come in just a short period of time, the Ghost King's Taoist skills seemed to have improved thousands of miles in a day?
But after all, she was not that kind of shallow person. She thought to herself, but a smile appeared on her face. She walked over, brought a gust of fragrance, and said with a smile: "I am a common person who knows nothing about writing. The king wants me to
Look, it’s really hard for me.”
The Ghost King chuckled, did not answer, and stepped aside. Jin Ping'er stood by the table and looked at the white paper on the table. What came into view was a large word written on a large piece of white paper:
kill!
Each stroke of this character is like a silver hook on an iron painting. The force is so heavy that it seems to come out through the paper. It is definitely not as upright as regular script, nor as light and heavy as cursive script. It has a free attitude and a murderous aura rolling in.
.
Jin Ping'er's heart was shocked, and she seemed to feel a cold gaze beside her, but the ghost king's kind laughter came to her ears, saying: "Ping'er, how do you think this word is written?"
Jin Ping'er's face was full of smiles, as if the spring breeze was blowing, and the whole room was filled with spring. He smiled and said: "The character "Zongwang" is really beautiful. I have been practicing for ten years and I can't write such characters."
The Ghost King looked at Jin Ping'er indifferently. Under his gaze, Jin Ping'er felt a faint chill in her heart, but the smile on her face remained unabated, until she herself felt that the muscles on her face were a little sore from maintaining the smile.
When that happened, the Ghost King suddenly looked away.
Jin Ping'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, she was secretly horrified. When she came back this time, the Ghost King had a completely different demeanor than before. His killing aura was as strong as a huge wave, forcing him to come over, and looking at the Ghost King's appearance
, and he himself seemed to have no intention of covering up at all.
This is completely different from his usual style. Could it be that something happened these days?
Jin Ping'er secretly recalled that the Ghost King over there had already spoken: "Taoist Priest, why don't you come and take a look at what I wrote?"
Jin Ping'er's heart was shocked again, and she turned around in surprise. It turned out that there was still a person standing in the corner of the stone room, dressed in Taoist robes, with a solemn expression. Jin Ping'er's thoughts suddenly changed, and she was even more surprised, and entered by herself
After this stone room, although he was momentarily shocked by the ghost king's strange murderous aura and was snatched away by the gods, this person restrained his whole body and stood aside without being discovered by himself. It seems that he should not be underestimated.
The Taoist walked up slowly in response and looked at the words on the white paper on the table for a while. After a while, he said: "Good words."
The ghost king's eyes were still cold, but he still smiled and said: "What's so good about it?"
The Taoist said: "The good thing about this character is that the strokes and the meaning of the character complement each other. The character has the intention of killing, and it comes out clearly. It's rare, rare!"
The Ghost King stared at the Taoist. The Taoist's expression did not change. He slowly backed away and stood three feet away from Jin Ping'er. The Ghost King suddenly burst out laughing and said: "Well said, well said, what the Taoist said.
You have won my heart deeply." The Taoist man bowed his head slightly and thanked him.
Jin Ping'er couldn't help but take another look at the Taoist, only to hear the Ghost King say: "Ping'er, let me introduce to you, this is our sect's strong supporter, Taoist Master Cangsong."
Quan Ping'er raised his eyebrows, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, then looked at Cangsong with a smile, and said with a smile: "I've admired you for a long time, I've admired you for a long time——"
Cangsong Taoist nodded to Jin Ping'er, and then the Ghost King said again: "Ping'er, I'm calling you back this time because our holy religion is about to have a major event that is rare to see in a thousand years, and I want you to help me." Jin Ping'er.
Ping'er smiled and said: "The sect leader just gives orders, and Ping'er will definitely go all out."
The Ghost King smiled and said: "I have already explained the specific details to Taoist Cangsong. You will know after asking him about it later. Although this matter is not urgent at the moment, we still need to hurry up, so you can go down and discuss it carefully."
"Okay." Jin Ping'er nodded, and he and Taoist Cangsong bowed to the Ghost King at the same time and retreated.
The stone door slowly closed, and the two of them walked side by side in the passage without speaking for a while. Only when they passed the three-way intersection just now, Jin Ping'er couldn't help but look at the road on the left again.
Eye.
At this time, the voice of Cangsong Taoist suddenly came to my ears: "Deputy Sect Master Guili has been away from Huqi Mountain for many days, and he still hasn't come back."
Jin Ping'er frowned, his eyes became cold, and he turned to look at Taoist Cangsong, but Taoist Cangsong turned a blind eye, and after saying these words, he walked forward on his own.
After a while, Quan Ping'er slowly showed a somewhat mysterious smile, sneered, and followed him over. (To be continued)