In order to facilitate farming, Pei Jing gave himself three spiritual roots: water, wood, and wind. The effect of spiritual roots is only reflected before the Nascent Soul stage. He is also a half-step Nascent Soul, and has a certain resonance with the world. Even if he does not have the two spiritual roots of wood and wind, he can still transform into wood and wind.
After the morning class, the teacher asked some students to get their clothes.
The clothes of the disciples of Yunxiao Outer Peak are simple in style, white brocade with light blue gauze on the outside, but it makes people feel that their temperament has changed when they wear them.
On the way back, we passed through lush forests.
The senior sister who brought him here said softly, "Don't bear a grudge against the Peak Master. You tore up the mental method he wrote that day and offended him in front of everyone. If the Peak Master didn't punish you, he would lose his prestige. This time, I arranged for you to take care of the spirit garden to temper your character. Just focus on watering it. The Peak Master will forgive you one day."
Pei Jing nodded: "Thank you, Senior Sister."
The elder sister continued, "There will be a selection in a year to arrange your future destination. Even if the environment is not good, you must practice hard and not slack off. Do you understand?"
"yes."
The spiritual garden is located on the hillside behind Yinghui Peak. It is divided into patches of grassland and is planted with spiritual herbs needed for alchemy.
Pei Jing couldn't see the end at a glance. He could imagine that if he was really a Qi Refining disciple, it would take him a whole day and a whole night to irrigate the land.
The disciple who was originally in charge of the Spiritual Garden was a errand boy with low ability but high ambitions. When he saw Pei Jing coming to take over the task, the jealousy and harshness on his face almost turned into reality. He first sneered and said, "So what if you entered the outer peak? In the end, you still ended up like this. I think the peak master has given up on you. You might as well change your clothes and stay here to take care of the Spiritual Garden."
Pei Jing looked at him with a half-smile and said seriously: "Don't do that. I can't waste my three spiritual roots. After all, this is a qualification that many people want but cannot obtain."
The errand disciple could tell that he had something to say, and was so angry that he vomited blood. With a ferocious look on his face, he handed him the bucket in his hand and said in a serious tone, "There is a well in the back mountain. Carry water to irrigate this spiritual garden twice a day, and apply fertilizer every half a month, also with this bucket. There is a toilet a few miles ahead, so please don't think it's dirty, great immortal."
Pei Jing took the bucket and said, "Okay."
Of course he doesn't mind the dirtiness, since in the end this job won't fall on him anyway.
The errand disciple glared at him and walked away.
After he left, more people came to watch the show. They were a group of outer peak disciples, wearing hats on their heads, swords on their waists, standing on cloud cranes, as if they were going down the mountain to hunt monsters.
They gloated over other people's misfortunes, especially the leader. When Yunhe flew over Pei Jing's head, he leaned down and said to him loudly: "The spiritual herbs in Yunxiao are all precious. You must be careful when you water them with manure and water. Don't neglect them."
Everyone laughed.
Fool.
Pei Jing didn't know how he had provoked them to deserve such ridicule from these people. He really wanted to ask them if they wanted to move a stool and eat melon seeds to watch the show, but if they didn't come, they couldn't leave.
At dusk, the disciples who had gone out to hunt monsters returned, all of them were in high spirits and in high spirits. They talked loudly while eating in the cafeteria, saying how ferocious and terrifying the monster was, and how its roar could shake the earth, and its jump could cause mountains to collapse and the ground to crack, in an extremely exaggerated manner.
Pei Jing seemed out of place among the group of people.
The cafeteria was small, and even if he sat in a corner, he couldn't avoid the crowd. He poked a piece of greasy pork belly with chopsticks and listened to the people around him talking in boredom.
"Originally, the monster was going to rush over and bite me. Its teeth were so big and sharp, and it was just a hair's breadth away from me. I almost thought I was going to die, but I couldn't control my hands at that moment. I suddenly closed my eyes, drew my sword, and stabbed it straight through the monster's throat. The monster spat out a mouthful of foul-smelling blood and fell to the ground. Only then did I realize that I had killed it."
The speaker was beaming with joy. The listeners also paid close attention, clapping their hands and praising him: "Brother He, you are amazing."
After one person finished speaking, another took over and said that the monster was so terrifying, and how they could use their quick wits and unleash their potential to subdue it.
Pei Jing was amused. The forests where Yunxiao trained new disciples to hunt monsters were all fake. The monsters in them were no different from the ones raised at home. They were not aggressive at all except that they could eat and run. They were just bragging without thinking. They were probably dreaming of monsters as big as the mountains.
Before he finished complaining, someone already wanted to come over and complain about him.
"Zhang Yiming, everyone has said it, you should say something too."
Pei Jing had long lost his appetite. He almost tore the pork belly in his bowl apart, but he still didn't take a bite. When he heard his name, he raised his head and had an idea in a second. He glanced at everyone around him, then leaned back with a guilty look and whispered, "Nothing, just carrying water for a day. It was hard and tiring."
After hearing what they wanted to hear, everyone was satisfied and continued to be hypocritical: "Alas, you can't say that. You have to know that these herbs are used by the elders to make pills. They are hard to find outside."
Pei Jing thought for a while, and said in a very low and slow voice: "Is it so expensive? No wonder..."
He spoke like a mosquito, and no one could hear him clearly, so he said, "What are you talking about? Speak louder."
Pei Jing was so frightened that his face turned pale. He shook his head hurriedly, and his guilty conscience was almost written on his face: "No, no, no, it's nothing."
Everyone was now certain that this boy was hiding something from them.
Pei Jing was startled by their doubtful and inquiring gazes. He stood up anxiously and walked away: "You guys eat, I'm full, I'm going to practice first."
Everyone stared at his bowl of rice, which had not been touched, and looked at each other, thinking: There must be something strange about this kid hiding something.
The meditation room is full of spiritual energy and is used for new disciples to practice and comprehend. One room can accommodate 100 people. At night, the disciples who are tired after a day sit on the cushions and close their eyes to regulate their breathing. There will also be elders in each meditation room to supervise and prevent unexpected accidents.
Pei Jing found Chu Junyu in the crowd at a glance. With him as the center, no one dared to approach within one meter. Chu Junyu changed into the clothes of Yunxiao Dizi, with a blue shirt dragging on the ground and snow-white sleeves. He was originally cold and aloof, and he looked like a high-class flower. Thinking about his distorted worldview, he was probably a high-class man-eating flower.
Pei Jing was not afraid of him and sat over directly.
Many eyes in the meditation room were secretly observing this place—
Chu Junyu and Pei Jing were both well-known figures in Yinghui Peak at this time, one was famous for his genius, and the other was famous for his bad luck. After Pei Jing himself ruined the Tianzhongtian cave, the peak master arranged it for Chu Junyu, and his partiality was obvious.
When everyone participated in the selection, they vaguely knew that Chu Junyu was very powerful. As for why Chu Junyu failed to enter the inner peak, they were puzzled. There was news that he offended someone, but no one could guess who he offended, and no one dared to say it even if they guessed it.
They also wanted to show their goodwill to Chu Junyu, but he never even looked at them. Now seeing Pei Jing taking the initiative to curry favor with him, they all sneered in their hearts, thinking he was overestimating his own abilities.
In the corner of the meditation room, Chu Junyu leaned against the wall, not closing his eyes to practice, but quietly flipping through a book in his hand. His eyelashes were very long, each one distinct, casting a shadow on his fair face. When he was reading seriously, his sharpness was restrained, and his profile looked elegant and peaceful.
Pei Jing took out a bracelet from his sleeve as if by magic. Everyone saw that the bracelet was emerald green and shining with a faint blue light. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.
Holding the bracelet in front of Chu Junyu like he was presenting a treasure, Pei Jing lowered his voice, but still couldn't suppress his smugness: "Look what I found?"
Chu Junyu's eyes were only on the pages of the book, and he ignored it.
Pei Jing said, "Take a look at it. I tell you, this bracelet is amazing. It seems to have the function of gathering spirits when worn on the hand. I was thinking that since I was in the worst room and was assigned to farm, it was unlucky to start my career, so I could just pack up and go home. I didn't expect that when I was at the end of my rope, I would find this thing."
He spoke very quietly, almost close to Chu Junyu's ear, as if he was whispering.
Chu Junyu felt a heat in his ears, turned his head, and looked at Pei Jing's face. The boy smiled like a little fox, his eyes were full of cunning, and it was obvious that he had bad intentions.
Chu Junyu raised his eyes slightly and saw a group of people not far from the meditation room who seemed to be practicing with their eyes closed, but actually had their ears perked up. He looked at Pei Jing again and understood what he wanted to do.
He closed the book and said in agreement, "So amazing?"
Pei Jing was stunned, and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, didn't you notice that in the entire meditation room, our side has the most concentrated spiritual energy? It's all thanks to it. This is a great thing! With it, cultivation will be several times faster at least."
Chu Junyu continued: "Where did you get it from?"
Pei Jingxin was stunned. Why was this kid so smart today? He was like a worm in his stomach, asking whatever he wanted. He hurriedly cried out, looked around in panic, and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he said guiltily: "... I picked it up by luck."
Chu Junyu: “Oh?”
Pei Jing's scalp tingled when he saw his cold, all-seeing gaze. After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he whispered, "It's true. I'll take you somewhere tonight. You're the first friend I made in Yunxiao, and I won't fool you."
Chu Junyu smiled, his light-colored eyes shining brightly: "I'm looking forward to it."
Now that everything has been said, we are just waiting for that group of people to take the bait.
Pei Jing patted Chu Junyu on the shoulder sincerely: "You are really my good buddy!"
Chu Junyu withdrew his gaze and continued to flip through the book in his hand.
Pei Jing took a quick glance and discovered that the book Chu Junyu was reading was actually a set of elementary sword techniques, the kind required for beginners at Yunxiao Inner Peak.
There is no need to think about it, it was Taoist Huang Fu who secretly gave it to him. It is estimated that in Taoist Huang Fu's mind, Chu Junyu is a peerless genius who was unfortunately banished to the outer peak by a vicious senior brother. He is that vicious senior brother.
Pei Jing was quite speechless. This old man was just messing around. It was still unclear whether Chu Junyu was suitable or not. He was misleading young people.
Pei Jing pretended to be very interested and said to him: "The book you are reading was given to you by the Peak Master, right? He also gave it to me, but it was written on a piece of paper. I still have some impression of it."
Chu Junyu said: "I also remember that you tore it up."
It's not relevant to bring up this issue.
Pei Jing laughed it off and said, "Is this a set of swordsmanship? I saw it says Nine Yunxiao Styles. The first style is Walking Clouds or Walking Water."
Chu Junyu lowered his eyes and said, "Xingyun."
"Oh, it seems to be this. You have been watching for so long, have you gained anything?" Although he was talking about gains, he was actually asking about doubts.
Chu Junyu was so cooperative just now, and now Pei Jingsheng felt like guiding him.
Chu Junyu whispered, "No."
Pei Jing asked back: "Really?"
This sword technique has been handed down from generation to generation since the founding of Yunxiao Mountain. It is the first book that the inner peak disciples come into contact with. Pei Jing started practicing at the age of three, and read it repeatedly within a hundred years. He can recite the contents by heart. Thinking back to the beginning, the master gave him the name Yuzhi, and the word Yu came from this book.
Control the heart and the eight directions. Control the sword and the world.
He felt a little more intimate with it than with the other disciples.
It took him a full hundred years to comprehend Xingyun. He didn't believe that Chu Junyu, a disciple in the foundation-building stage, had no doubts.
Chu Junyu's fingers traced the words one by one. Deep in his eyes was an ice field, and beneath the ice field was a complex and remote place. The black ink seemed to have traveled through time and space.
After waiting for a while, he still didn't speak.
Pei Jing paused, then spoke up, "You have no doubt, I do. Yunxiao follows the right path, and the first rule of following the cloud is to abandon suffering, worry, fear, resentment, and all kinds of evil thoughts. I thought it was so strange when I saw it. If emotions could be controlled, there wouldn't be so many tragedies in the world. Isn't this asking too much, what do you think?"
This was indeed something he could not understand when he was a child. If he guessed correctly, it would also be a hurdle that Chu Junyu could not overcome.
Chu Junyu listened, looked at him, and laughed briefly, then closed the book and said calmly: "It's quite difficult, so there's no need to learn it."
Pei Jing: “…”
Expel him from the sect. There is no hope.
He didn't want to talk to Chu Junyu for the time being.
After the evening meditation in the meditation room.
Pei Jing still remembered how he had tricked that group of people, so he pulled Chu Junyu along, quietly waiting until all the people had left before leaving.
Of course, the more he acted like this, the more suspicious he became, and many people followed him secretly.
He just pretended not to see it.
The moonlight was dancing, and as we passed through the woods, we could vaguely see fireflies fluttering among the grass leaves.
It twinkled in the dark, and was particularly moving. Although the Tianqian Peak where Pei Jing stayed was not covered with snow all year round, it was also a cold place, and he had never seen such a scene before. He was so excited that he caught one and played with it in his hand.
The cool light of the fireflies flickered in his white palms.
Pei Jing said: "Do you know how this insect glows?"
Chu Junyu walked forward on his own.
Pei Jing was in the world of cultivation, but after all, he was a socialist successor in his previous life, so he still understood basic scientific knowledge. He smiled and said, "I heard from the people in our village that it is a substance called fluorescein in its body. It is hidden in fluorescent cells, but you don't need to know what fluorescent cells are."
Chu Junyu smiled and said, "Your village is really amazing."
Pei Jing also laughed. He had no ties in the modern world, and after so many years, his nostalgia for the old world had faded. But when he thought about it, he still felt a little nostalgic, and said, "It's just so-so, just that I can do anything."
Chu Junyu asked, "Do you miss home?"
Pei Jing tilted his head and blinked, not understanding why Chu Junyu suddenly asked such an emotional question. He smiled and said, "I don't miss it very much. I'm in Yunxiao, and this is my home."
He was serious about what he said. He had been accepted as a disciple by the headmaster since he was born, and had spent a long time here. Every blade of grass and every tree on Tianqian Peak, as well as spring, summer, autumn and winter, were engraved in his mind.
Teachers, friends, and reputation are all fulfilled here; this is his home.
Chu Junyu hummed, his expression unclear in the dim light of the firefly forest. Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a hint of cold sarcasm in his expression.
Pei Jingli said politely: "Didn't you say that your home is in a very far away place? Are you missing home now?" The fireflies in his palms fluttered, and the light reflected on his face, his eyebrows and eyes were as clear as a newborn baby.
Chu Junyu seemed to smile: "I don't want to."
Pei Jing said: "You can also take charge of Yunxiao." If you can put away the murderous intent in your heart.
Chu Junyu's eyes flashed with coldness, and he just said, "There's no need for home."
Pei Jing was stunned, and when he wanted to ask more questions, Chu Junyu had already strode forward, leaving him with only his back.
Pei Jing thought to himself: This guy is so young, why is his mind so hard to guess
He still couldn't understand Chu Junyu. He felt confused and even Chu Junyu's attitude towards him was hard to figure out.
Allow him to get close to you without being too intimate, and keep your words reserved when talking to him.
It was a very strange feeling, as if Chu Junyu saw through everything about him, and was standing on a high place with a vague identity, observing him coldly.
It was a very uncomfortable feeling. Pei Jing hoped that this was just his illusion.
Pei Jing brought Chu Junyu to Lingpu.
There are some grasses in the spiritual garden that glow at night. When night falls, they look breathtakingly beautiful.
After making sure that the group of followers had caught up, Pei Jing took off the bracelet on his wrist and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "I thought that the Peak Master punished me to look after the spiritual garden as a hard job, but I didn't expect that this would be a pie in the sky. I was tired from carrying water today, so I sat down to rest. When I thought about my future life, I couldn't help but feel sad, and I pulled the weeds in the field to vent my anger. I didn't expect that the pull would turn the ground over and this bracelet fell out."
"I guess, this spiritual garden is a place for growing spiritual herbs, and the spiritual power requirements must be very high. And Yinghui Peak is not a treasure land. If you want to cultivate high-quality spiritual herbs, you can only put some treasures that can gather spiritual power into the soil. I guess this bracelet is one of them."
Chu Junyu listened to his nonsense and stood aside, his clothes fluttering, without answering.
Anyway, Pei Jing wasn't telling him what was going on, and he didn't need to say anything, so he said, "I'll only tell you this secret, and from now on, the good things on this land will be shared between the two of us. Let's be careful, and even if we steal one or two, the Peak Master won't be able to find out."
Chu Junyu looked cold: "Are you done?"
Pei Jing said: "That's it. Why don't you show any appreciation? I've told you such a big secret. Isn't that enough?"
Chu Junyu turned and left.
Pei Jing hurried to follow.
After walking away, he looked back meaningfully, then turned around and said with a smile: "Do you think those fools will be fooled?"
Chu Junyu: "Boring."
Pei Jing laughed and said, "They fell for it. They are really the dumbest people I have ever tricked."
You have to know that he had been planning for several days to take revenge on that brat Feng Jin.
When they first entered Jingtian Academy, everyone was considered one of the best geniuses in the clan, and no one was willing to give in to the other. If you think about it, the dispute between him and Feng Jin started with the Lingchen Sword, which was a gift from the dean. Pei Jing won the sword by defeating Feng Jin with one move. From then on, they had a grudge against each other.
Feng is a very proud person. If he hadn't told him that his true identity was a phoenix, Pei Jing would have thought that his true identity was a pheasant. He was competitive and petty.
Once he got so badly wrong that he was punished by his master to stand in front of the ladder for half a month.
After returning, Pei Jing wanted to roast Feng Jin for himself, but later, he actually let Feng Jin roast herself.
He was always good at making up stories, and he made up a unique skill called the fusion of five forms. It was said that when two things met and used fire, the magic power was boundless. It was his own creation, and it could not be learned from outside. Feng Jin was so bad, how could he bear it? On the one hand, he coldly said that he was talking nonsense, and on the other hand, he really gathered water with his left hand and thunder with his right hand. The phoenix fire in his body was blazing, and the ending was of course crackling, sparks and lightning, almost burning his noble phoenix feathers.
Pei Jing couldn't help but think about Feng Jin's expression at that time, as he wanted to laugh whenever he thought about it.
After a hundred years of seclusion, he hadn't seen his old friends for a long time. But those old friends probably didn't want to see him.
Pei Jing and Chu Junyu parted ways at the trail entrance, but he didn't plan to go back. He wandered around for a while, and at good night he didn't drink a drop of water. After the fasting, he didn't have any desire for food, but that didn't mean he didn't want to eat.
Pei Jing was a little greedy now, so he picked a few fruits on the mountain road of Yinghui Peak. The fruits were refreshing and delicious, and the sweet juice splashed when he bit them. He calculated the timing and walked back along the road.
Sure enough, not long after he and Chu Junyu left.
Several people came out from the darkness. They were the same group of people who had eaten and sat with him during the day.
The leading young man clicked his tongue for a long time, looking very pleased with himself: "I said that boy was hesitant and sneaky, and he must have something to hide. When he took out the bracelet in the meditation room, I knew something was wrong. Sure enough, I got the evidence."
Another shorter and fatter young man said blankly, "Brother Li, should we report this to the Peak Master and ask him to punish him?"
Brother Li rolled his eyes and said, "Cleaning up your ass - you're stupid, where can we find the treasure of gathering spirits? Let's clean this place up first, and then push all the blame on Zhang Yiming, hehe."
The eyes of the others lit up: "That makes sense. Brother Li is really resourceful."
After that, several people picked up branches from the side and used them as sticks and shovels to dig the soil. It was a dark and windy night, and the light was not clear. They didn't care about stepping on spiritual herbs or anything. Their eyes were red, and their minds were full of spiritual treasures.
Pei Jing sat on the tree trunk, eating a fruit at a time, watching them waste all the spiritual herbs and medicines on the entire mountain. In Pei Jing's eyes, Yinghui Peak was not a spiritual garden. The spiritual energy of the plants was very low and could only be used as medicine for mortals, not for making pills. But even so, it was enough to make these people suffer.
He jumped down from the treetop, pretending to have forgotten to take his things, and walked into the spirit garden. Standing outside the edge, he stared at the group of people digging the soil with grunting noises, and screamed, "What are you doing!"
His scream interrupted the group's actions.
The leading monk named Li stood there like a fool, and the stick in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.
Pei Jing's face turned red with anger, and he stamped his feet angrily: "You are going too far, I will tell the peak master!"
Several monks cried out in pain: "No! It's not what you see!"
Pei Jing ignored them and turned around and ran towards the main hall of Yinghui Peak.
Several people were chasing after him: "—Don't tell the Peak Master, we are just loosening the soil!"
Taoist Huang Fu was so angry that his hair stood on end. Why are there so many problems for this batch of disciples
He stood in the middle of the hall, his face gloomy, and he looked intimidating without even getting angry. He glared at the trembling people and said, "Loosening the soil? You're not staying here properly in the middle of the night, but you're running out to loosen the soil in the spirit garden."
Several cultivators were about to cry. Judging from the look on the peak master's face, he would never let them go easily. Seeing Pei Jing standing aside in a proper manner, he immediately became furious. If they didn't have a good life, this kid wouldn't be able to escape either.
"Peak Master! We were all framed by him!"
"He was the one who lied to us that there was a magic weapon buried under the spirit garden and lured us to dig it up."
"That's right. Zhang Yiming was the first to make the move. When we went there, Lingpu had already been dug up halfway. The bracelet on his wrist was dug out from Lingpu."
Taoist Huang Fu was so angry that his head hurt. These bastards were really rebelling.
Pei Jing was watching with a mixture of laughter and tears. He knew these people were stupid, but he didn't expect them to be so stupid. Isn't this just digging their own graves? Insisting that they were loosening the soil might be a lighter charge.
Taoist Huang Fu glared at Pei Jing and said, "Give it to me!"
Pei Jing obediently took off the bracelet on his wrist and handed it to Taoist Huang Fu. He said in bewilderment, "I didn't dig this bracelet from Lingpu. I didn't tell them the origin of this bracelet. They framed me."
As he spoke, he began to feel aggrieved.
Taoist Huang Fu was stunned when he got the bracelet.
The water element spiritual energy in the bracelet was rich and pure. He moved closer and took a closer look. As expected, on the inside of the bracelet, there were three characters written in a graceful and elegant style: Pei Yuzhi.
Taoist Huang Fu's hands trembled immediately, and his eyes fell on Pei Jing like knives: "Where did you get this bracelet?"
Pei Jing was scratching his head in confusion: "Ah? I got lost on my first day at Yinghui Peak, and I met a senior brother in white clothes, who took me to the main hall. He talked to me a lot on the way, and before he left, he praised my excellent bones and admirable character, and gave me this bracelet. He said it was given to the destined person."
This is probably the real me praising myself.
Taoist Huang Fu was shocked and asked suspiciously: "Really?"
"It's absolutely true." You can go and confront him. If it's false, I lose.
Pei Yuzhi actually came to Yinghui Peak? And he even looked favorably upon this young disciple
Taoist Huang Fu's hand holding the bracelet was shaking, and he returned the bracelet to Pei Jing with half belief and half doubt. Yunxiao Pei Yuzhi was not only a god-like existence, but also the faith of the 108 peaks.
"If you lie, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Taoist Huang Fu warned Pei Jing without any deterrent effect.
Then he looked again at the group of disciples standing there. It was as if their faces had changed, their eyes were wide open and eerie.
"You have wronged your fellow disciples! Since you like digging so much, why don't you stay there and look after the spirit garden? I'll let you dig as much as you want!"
Several disciples cursed Pei Jing over and over in their hearts, but they did not dare to disobey the order of the peak master. With a bitter face, they said miserably: "Yes."
Pei Jing was standing behind the peak master, smiling at them. He truly sympathized with the four unfortunate guys.
But this smile was so ironic in the eyes of several people that they almost vomited blood.
Pei Jing had no big objection to Taoist Huang Fu's decision. Attempting to steal the sect's things showed that he had a problem with his character, and he should be tempered. After farming for a long time, people will become pure and have few desires.
As he expected, Taoist Huang Fu really wrote a letter and sent it to Tianqian Peak.
After Chen Xu read the letter, his whole face twitched. Pei Yuzhi was amazing for praising himself like this. He flew to Yinghui Peak on a flying sword, hiding his aura, and no one noticed.
At that time, the other three people in the yard had gone to bed, so Pei Jing set up a barrier and invited him in.
Chen Xu looked left and right, gloating and said, "It's not easy to find a place in Yunxiao that doesn't have any spiritual power. Taoist Huang Fu really took great pains to torture you."
Pei Jing sat on the stone bench: "Did I ask you to come here to make sarcastic remarks?"
Chen Xu handed the letter from Taoist Huang Fu to Pei Jing and said, "Let me see how you will respond."
Pei Jing opened the letter and found the same twisted handwriting of Taoist Huang Fu.
However, this time it was much better than the last time he wrote on a piece of paper. Maybe because the recipient was him, he was being particularly cautious, and even the wording was exceptionally respectful, which made him laugh and cry.
Pei Jing held the pen in his hand and laughed: "What else can I say? Of course I'll praise myself first."
As he wrote, he said, "Although Zhang Yiming's spiritual roots are not outstanding, he has a kind heart, is modest and polite, and has a decent appearance. If he is trained, he will surely become a great man. You must treat him well for me."
Chen Xu was so angry at his shamelessness that he laughed: "Are you going to enter the world? You chased me away at first, didn't you want others to think that you had a backer? Now you change your mind?"
Pei Jing twirled his pen and said, "I just wanted to remind him not to make things difficult for me. I didn't intend to ask him to look at me differently."
"How can he not look at someone differently if you, Pei Yuzhi, personally requested to entertain him?"
Pei Jing felt that what he said made sense, and added a few more words: "Then tell him not to interfere with me too much. Treat me as an ordinary disciple. Oh, by the way, changing places is the most important thing. I want to live next to Chu Junyu."
Chen Xu waited for him to finish writing.
Before leaving, he patiently said: "You have destroyed the Lingpu Garden of Yinghui Peak, but don't do anything else out of the ordinary."
Pei Jing laughed and scolded: "Are you annoying? How many times do you have to say these words?"
Chen Xu cursed: "I'll tell you ten thousand times and you won't listen."
During the morning class the next day, Pei Jing sat quietly at the table, ignoring the hateful looks of those people, smiling innocently and brightly, his eyes were always on Chu Junyu. They would be roommates in the future, and he didn't believe that he couldn't deal with a little brat.
After the elder finished teaching how to draw qi into the body.
Taoist Huang Fu walked in with a very complicated expression and glanced at Pei Jing.
He never expected that Tianqianfeng would actually write him a reply. He was so nervous and frightened that his hands were shaking, and he almost broke the letter. The content of the letter made him feel dreamy. Pei Yuzhi was the future leader, and it was useless for him to be a hundred years older than him. He had to call him senior brother according to seniority.
So, Senior Brother Pei really favors this bastard who has been causing troubles for only three days after joining the sect
Thinking of this, he looked at Chu Junyu with regret. He mistook a pearl for a fish eye and a fish eye for a pearl. Brother Pei might have accidentally damaged his eyes during his training.
Of course, he didn't dare say this.
Taoist Huang Fu coughed and briefly explained what happened yesterday. After criticizing those people again, he slowly said, "Zhang Yiming discovered it in time and reported it to me, saving most of the spirit garden, which can be regarded as making up for his mistake. We will not hold him responsible for the past, and what belongs to him is still his. From now on, he will go back to Tianzhongtian, where he was supposed to be, and he will not have to look after the spirit garden anymore. He can complete other tasks with other normal disciples."
Everyone was shocked and turned to look at the protagonist.
Amid all the envious, scrutinizing, and gnashing eyes, Pei Jing smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, with a handsome face, and was particularly pleasing: "Thank you, Peak Master."
He just said that as long as he was confident, his luck wouldn’t be that bad.
Chu Junyu didn't say a word about suddenly having a roommate, and didn't even turn around to look at Pei Jing.
In the afternoon, he went out hunting. Pei Jing sat at the base of the crane's wings, a very cool and desperate place to sit in the wind. No one else dared to sit there except him. With a bunch of sweet fruits he found last night in his arms, Pei Jing waited and waited until the crane finally flew over the field.
The cranes were flying low, and Pei Jing could clearly see the hard work of the group of people, carrying water on their backs, and their clothes were soaked with sweat. The weather was not hot, but the sun was shining for a long time, which still made people feel dry.
With a click of the tongue, Pei Jing waved enthusiastically to the monk named Li who had led the ridicule at him last time.
When the monk named Li saw that he was almost angry, he turned around and thought that out of sight, out of mind.
Yunhe was flying very slowly in Yinghui Peak, so slowly that Pei Jing had time to tease him.
"Hey, Brother Li, why are you sweating so much? You must be tired after working all day. Are you hungry? If you are, I will eat for you to see."
Monk Li: "Get lost!"
Pei Jing took another bite of the fruit. The fruit was red, and the juice was also red, which dyed his lips even redder. He wore a jade crown and a blue robe, and cranes flew across the sky. He smiled, full of vigor and vitality.
Several monks in Lingpu were so angry that their hearts and lungs ached.
Pei Jing saw that the sun was still high in the sky, and he was quite interested in reciting a poem: "I'll read a poem to cheer you up. I'm hoeing the field at noon, and my sweat is dripping down to the soil."
Halfway through the reading, the people in the audience didn't get angry to death, but he started laughing first.
At this time, the cloud cranes flew out of Yinghui Peak, spread their wings and soared into the sky, with floating clouds pushing away the sun.
The breeze is blowing over my head and the sun is at the end.
Pei Jing's hair was blown forward and covered his eyes. He was stunned. What kind of evil wind was this
He was dying. He had laughed at them in the Xuanshui Mirror for making a fuss. Why didn't anyone tell him that the crane flew so fast? Now he didn't even have the interest to pluck the feathers. He just wanted to land quickly.
He stretched out his hand to fix his hair, tilted his head and asked the person next to him loudly: "How long will it take us to get there?"
"Half an hour."
Pei Jing wailed: "... " This road cannot be taken. He missed his sword.
Hunting monsters in the mountains next to Yunxiao was just like a child's play to him.
Do things in a hurry.
Pei Jing inexplicably ended up with a stranger, and after searching for a long time he couldn't find Chu Junyu. He could only take a walk and chat with him casually.
At the same time, Pei Jing asked a question that had been bothering him for a long time.
"I feel like you all have a lot of opinions about me. I was punished to farm, and you all came to laugh at me. Why?"
The monk walking with him was a skinny monk. He looked so thin that he had to face the crowd, but he had to answer, "I am just guessing. Don't worry about it. We all entered Yunxiao together. We all know each other. After all, we all went through many levels and trials to stand out. We all come from all corners of the country. Although our spiritual roots and aptitudes are different, our starting points are the same. You are different. We have asked secretly, but no one has any impression of you. You have never participated in the selection. You entered the outer peak directly."
"We are all young people, and we win people over with our strength. We can't stand people like you who get in with connections."
Pei Jing's smile froze: "..."
So the fact that he has a backer has already been exposed? I was careless...
The skinny monk looked at him secretly, and after making sure that he was not angry, he breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "There is also the time to choose a room. You directly drew Tianzhongtian. If you say there is no shady manipulation, no one will believe it. But you are a fool..." The skinny monk realized something was wrong in a second, and immediately changed his words, smiling: "But you are playful and had to tear up the paper for fun, which angered the peak master, so you were punished."
Pei Jing was silent for a long time, then sighed: "I understand."
It turned out that those things that he thought were made difficult by old man Huang Fu were just favoritism in the eyes of this group of cynical young disciples.
But to be honest, this skinny monk was not wrong. Everyone thought he had a backer, and he did have a backer.
It's just that he is the one behind the scenes.