As soon as Guan Shanyue's words came out, it was like a flash of lightning, connecting all the doubts in Ling Yunpo's heart and explaining them clearly.
Why did Guan Zhan come from a family of swordsmen, but he decided to go to Kunlun to become a disciple?
Why does this guy always have a cold face, as if everyone owes him five million?
Why did Guan Shanyue once say that she would rather choose the Wenqing style than the Jueqing style?
Isn't it? With such an inhumane example out there, it's impossible for anyone to have a good impression of Jueqingliu.
Seeing that Ling Yunpo didn't react at all, Guan Shanyue couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, wondering whether this junior brother Ling was also a cold-blooded creature?
That's not right! Those who practice Jueqing-ryu in the sect can just remain untouched after knowing this. Junior Brother Ling is a practitioner of Wenqing-ryu, so why can they be so indifferent?
If Ling Yunpo knew what Guan Shanyue was thinking, he would definitely laugh:
It's just killing his wife and children. Isn't that rare?
In my time, there were so many kinds of ugliness...Have you ever seen someone who helped the leader with housework and childcare? Have you ever seen someone who helped the leader take care of his second wife and raise an illegitimate child? Let his wife divorce him and marry him in exchange for promotion from the leader.
Have you seen your own?
Already numb!
Seeing the strange disappointment on Guan Shanyue's face, Ling Yunpo didn't intend to explain so much to her, so he simply asked directly:
"Then what are you going to do next? If Elder Lengquan later finds Cuizhu Peak and raises an army to hold him accountable, it will be a difficult matter for you, right?"
"There's no need to worry." Guan Shanyue was a little tired, "Master doesn't like Elder Lengquan either..."
Before he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly came from the distance.
The two of them were shocked, and when they saw clearly that it was Guan Shanyue's master, Elder Biyun, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yue'er." Elder Biyun frowned and said, "We didn't find you at Lengquan, did we?"
"Thanks to Master Qingheng for your help." Guan Shanyue said seriously.
"Yes." Elder Biyun nodded, then looked at Ling Yun Po Dao, "I owe you to take care of my disciple, Qing Heng."
"Senior, you don't have to be polite." Ling Yunpo sighed and said, "I didn't know the Guan family had such secret things..."
"Hmph." Speaking of this, Elder Biyun said coldly, "Jueqingliu is about adhering to one's own body, Taoism, and heart, and does not like or feel sad about external things, but it is not a miscellaneous thing like Lengquan, which destroys desire and destroys morality!"
"Yue'er, your cousin wants to avenge his mother and brother and assassinate Leng Quan. Even if the leader of Yujing is here, he can't say anything wrong. As for Leng Quan, his reputation within Shushan is already very bad. If he
If he attacks you again, even if you are a teacher, you won't be able to spare him. It's impossible that he doesn't know this. You don't have to worry about what happens next."
"Master." Guan Shanyue said sadly, "I placed my brother in the tower. His injury..."
"Just take me there." After Elder Biyun said this, he suddenly turned to Ling Yunpo, raised his eyebrows and asked, "If I bring a disciple into the tower, I don't need the Demon Locking Tower Order, right?"
"No need, no need." Ling Yunpo laughed quickly, "I just took a nap in the tower and didn't see anyone."
"Well." Elder Biyun led Guan Shanyue into the Demon Locking Tower and said smoothly, "This Master Qingheng is quite aware of current affairs. We can make friends in the future..."
Ling Yunpo listened from behind, feeling a little dumbfounded.
Elder Biyun praised himself for being aware of current affairs, and he was indeed right. If he, a spy, did not know current affairs and was not good at judging the situation, how could he survive until now?
However, the so-called prejudice is probably just like this.
Elder Lengquan believes that in order to practice Jueqing-ryu, one must be completely heartless and devoid of any care in the world; Long-Eye Immortal believes that Wenqing-ryu is the inner demon, turning good-natured monks into crazy about love... Aren't these all the same?
What about a stereotype?
It's just that Elder Lengquan doesn't have that strength, so his behavior is despised by most people in Shushan; Immortal Changmei's strength and status are too transcendent, so not only does no one dare to criticize his discrimination, but everyone rushes to agree with it.
Just flattering the immortal...
Not long after, Senior Sister An finally returned and threw Ling Yunpo a gourd of turbid wine and a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper.
"Senior sister had a great time eating outside, but I encountered a lot of trouble here." Ling Yunpo briefly explained what had happened, and An Zhisu was a little confused.
What? In order to cultivate Jueqing-ryu, he actually killed his wife and children? This person must be sick!
"Junior brother." An Zhisu frowned and said, "The behavior of Elder Lengquan is really heartbreaking and outrageous."
"However, he is an elder in the Nascent Soul Realm after all. If we can avoid offending him, it's better not to offend him. Guan Shanyue is protected by her master, but we have to rely on each other to survive."
Ling Yunpo was horrified when he heard this, wasn't he? Is this my Senior Sister An who has no emotional intelligence?
Senior Sister An, who is happy with grudges and dares to love and hate, shouldn't she yell at Elder Lengquan and sympathize with the situation when he encounters this kind of thing?
Something's wrong with you!
Seeing his junior brother's expression of "You have changed", An Zhisu was also a little embarrassed and knocked his head.
"Is there anything so strange? In your eyes, senior sister, am I just such a reckless man who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and is blindly impulsive?"
Aren't you? Ling Yunpo complained in his heart, but begged for mercy and said:
"No, no! Senior sister, I have never thought about it this way! I just feel that what you just said, senior sister, is so reasonable that I was stunned by it without even realizing it!"
As soon as this "too reasonable" comment came out, An Zhisu turned from anger to joy. After all, she had been struggling with the fact that her junior brother didn't respect her very much, so she didn't have the "majesty of senior sister". After hearing this, she smiled gently and said:
"Senior sister, after all, you are many years older than you, and you know more principles. You really need to listen to what senior sister says in the future."
"Indeed." Ling Yunpo said seriously, "Then senior sister should also take good care of the Demon Locking Tower, and won't let junior brother and I handle this work alone, right?"
Speaking of this, An Zhisu was also a little embarrassed. He quickly opened the oil paper wrapping the roast chicken and interrupted him:
"Senior sister was just worried that you would be hungry and thirsty, so she left her post temporarily to go shopping. Please stop talking."
The two of them sat down on the rock near the Demon Locking Tower, drank a pot of wine, gnawed the roasted chicken until only the bones were left, and threw it to the bottom of Lei Cave Ping.
They guarded the Lock Demon Tower until midnight, and finally waited until other monks came to change shifts. Then the two of them returned to Qingluo Peak with their swords.
"That's right." An Zhisu was about to go back to his room when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Junior brother, you are now at the level of a god in the Golden Core Realm. How has your cultivation been lately?"
"Ahem." Ling Yunpo thought quickly and replied, "It's almost complete. We're just waiting for the opportunity to break through."
An Zhisu:?!
"How..." she asked, dumbfounded, "how did you practice so fast?"
It's over, it's over, it's just that you formed the elixir earlier than me, but now you have to enter the Divine Presence level before me. Then who will be the junior brother and who will be the senior sister in the future?