His move was really powerful, scaring all the fools in the arena who were unable to react.
The disciples looked at him stupidly, not understanding what was going on.
Xu Jing's guess came true, and he held his forehead with his hands in despair: "He actually went up like this."
The elders on the high platform also saw such a scene for the first time. After a moment of silence, they said, "This kid is quite interesting."
"You've written down 'I just want to be defeated'. You're so confident. I don't think your qualifications are that bad."
Everyone looked at each other and said with a smile, "Let's wait and see."
The gray sky finally began to rain, with slanting wind and drizzle. Yinghui Peak was shrouded in white mist, and the mountain was hazy. Pei Jing stood on the stage with a sword, looking down and shouting, "Why isn't anyone coming up?"
Disciples: “…”
They dared not say a word before the elders spoke.
The appearance of a peerless master ended up with no one paying attention to him.
Xu Jing felt embarrassed for him.
Chu Junyu closed his eyes, then opened them, took a deep breath, and said, "Come down."
Pei Jing thought, no, he is only pretending halfway, he doesn't care about his face.
He leaned his head down and said, "How can this be possible? I have already stood up, and it is impossible to get down, unless someone defeats me."
Chu Junyu: "You said it."
Waving his sleeves, he was about to go on stage.
Xu Jing was a peacemaker, and was terrified that the two would really fight. He hurriedly pulled Chu Junyu's sleeve, "No, no, no, brother Chu, don't be impulsive. I believe Brother Yiming knows his limits."
Chu Junyu sneered, his tone was extremely cold and indifferent: "How can he have any sense of propriety? Is he going to embarrass himself by going up there?" But he still restrained his fierce aura and did not try to ruin Pei Jing's show.
Pei Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't want to fight with Chu Junyu here.
Seeing the situation deadlocked again, several elders in the sky shook their heads and sighed. An older elder could no longer sit still and stood up, saying in a tone full of hatred: "What are you still standing there for? Someone has already stepped forward and you still don't know how to adapt! There are no rules in the Yinghui Peak competition. It's just a chance for you to show your strength. Whoever can grasp it will be the winner! A bunch of idiots!"
The disciples suddenly became enlightened and started to make a noise, full of regret and shame.
Someone immediately jumped onto the stage and said, "I'm here to fight you."
He was a monk with a rather burly figure, a few years older than the disciples present. Judging from his calm and steady aura, he had already reached the eighth level of Qi Refining.
Pei Jing carried a sword in the drizzle, looking elegant and graceful, and said with a smile: "Please."
"Then I'll be welcome."
The monk started in a horse stance and drew his sword sharply. His moves were a bit immature and stiff, but it was obvious that he had practiced a lot.
Pei Jing beat him like he was bullying a kid, so in order to give the kid some face, he chose to defeat him after three moves.
The disciples under the ring watched the competition without blinking. Pei Jing's sword moves were very basic, without any fancy moves, but they gave them a special feeling. Drawing and retracting the sword seemed to be in their own realm, flowing smoothly.
one.
two.
Three.
More and more people were defeated by him.
Pei Jing put away his sword and asked, "Who else?"
On the ring, raindrops followed the sword light and wet the young man's hair. The moment he looked at them with a smile, everyone was stunned.
This is probably what it means to be young and reckless. In my life, I only want to be defeated once.
Xu Jing was also impressed by his handsomeness for a moment, and sighed: "Although this guy is playful most of the time, he is still reliable at critical moments."
Many disciples were silent. The useless person who came in with the help of his backstage and fawned on the powerful was actually... so powerful? Some other disciples who had been specially taught a lesson by Pei Jing and knew how hateful he was had dark faces and gnashed teeth. They prayed in their hearts that there would be a kind-hearted person who would go up and beat him down.
But the kind-hearted person never showed up.
The elders nodded.
The younger generation sighed and said, "He's so arrogant that those who don't know would think this is a heaven-asking test. Hahaha, this kid has a future."
The older generation values his character and understanding more: "The swordsmanship is pure, the sword intention is just beginning, and he is a good seedling."
When Pei Jing was full of vigor and vitality, no one knew that a young man accidentally broke into Yunxiao Gate.
The word Ji Wuyou heard the most from childhood to adulthood was "stupid". When walking on the street, he could hear people pointing and talking behind him, saying "that's him, the idiot from the Ji family"; when he eagerly took things to please other children in the village and asked them to take him to play, he would always stand in the middle while others sang idiot songs around him.
His mother said that he was not stupid, but just honest. Ji Wuyou didn't understand why he was honest, so he asked the village teacher, who just touched his head and sighed.
Unfortunately, his father and mother fell off a cliff and died, but his kind aunt took him in. The aunt was very kind, and she accidentally learned that he had spiritual roots and had the potential to become a great immortal, so she found a master for him and let him go out with the master.
The master didn't like to talk and gave him strange pills every day, but it didn't matter, at least the master didn't despise him. He saved a wounded rabbit on the road. The rabbit was very big and its eyes were a strange purple-red.
He showed it to his master with great interest, but the master slapped him in the face. That night, the master roasted the rabbit and stuffed a piece of rabbit meat into his mouth, forcing him to eat it. There was blood in the meat and it smelled very fishy. He kept vomiting after eating it, crying and vomiting, and slowly fell asleep.
When I woke up, the master was gone.
He was alone, and there was a fire that had gone out. In the fire were the dead bones of rabbits, piled up in a pile. He scratched his head, vaguely remembering that there were not so many last night.
Without his master, he wanted to go home but couldn't find the way. He stumbled into a forest and picked up a very beautiful stone, colorful and very comfortable to touch, so he hung it around his neck.
After leaving the forest, someone found him and gave him two buns, saying that he had good spiritual roots and asked if he was interested in joining Yunxiao. Ji Wuyou held the buns in both hands, his face covered with dust and he said blankly: "Yunxiao, what is that?" The man's expression froze for a second, a little unbelievable, but still patiently explained to him: "Yunxiao is the number one sect in the world now. Do you want to become stronger and have food to eat every day? Just follow me." Have food to eat every day. He looked eagerly: "Yes." The man was overjoyed: "Give me the stone on your neck as a reward. I will give you a token. You take it to Yunxiao, and someone will come out to pick you up soon."
Ji Wuyou rolled his eyes and took off the stone from his neck.
The man gave him a golden bag and told him not to open it until he reached the sky.
He believed it.
Following the man's instructions, he crossed mountains and ridges and arrived at the gate of Yunxiao Mountain. His clothes were torn and his hands and legs were cut with many wounds. It was very painful, but he was still happy.
The clouds were very big and beautiful. It was raining, the sky was gray, and the mountains were green. There was no road behind the mountain gate, but mountains and valleys, surrounded by clouds and mist.
He was filled with joy and opened the sachet, only to be struck by a foul smell.
After being stunned for a moment, he used his fingers to open the brocade bag and looked inside. There was nothing
Ji Wuyou took out a steamed bun from his arms sadly and ate it with sobs, thinking he had been cheated.
At this moment, something suddenly fell from the sky.
A passing white crane was stunned by the smell released when the brocade bag was opened and fell in front of him.
Ji Wuyou's tears were still wet in the corners of his eyes, and he choked, stuffing the half-bitten bun back into his clothes. Did he think she was coming to pick him up
Yunhe was only dizzy for a few seconds, shook his head, stood up, and glared at the fat man who looked stupid with contempt and disgust. He spread his wings and was about to take off again.
Ji Wuyou cried out, and quickly grabbed Yunhe's claws as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. The moment he was in the air, he screamed in fear, and simply closed his eyes, and pulled his hand in.
Yunhe couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he tried, so he cried out twice in annoyance and simply flew to Yinghui Peak, which was closest to the mountain gate, hoping to kick this dog-skin plaster away.
Then the evening rain stopped, accompanied by the cry of cranes, and an uninvited guest flew down from the sky to the competition venue of Yinghui Peak.
Xiao Chen got a real lesson yesterday, suffering both mentally and physically.
Finally, with the help of the peak master's earnest advice, he understood what evil ways he had gone in the past. He was able to walk across the suspension bridge, which showed that he was a person with a clear mind and was truly willing to wake up, so he understood everything at once.
He felt lucky that the person he met in his first year as a new disciple was Taoist Huang Fu, and that he could still be forgiven for his mistakes. After understanding this, he no longer sought to enter the outer peak. In order to atone for his sins, he made a three-year agreement with Taoist Huang Fu to practice in the fields of Yinghui Peak for three years, and to leave when he could truly concentrate.
Although he knew he was wrong, it didn't mean he would forgive Pei Jing. This bastard had messed with him time and again, and now his arrogant attitude of "only wanting to lose once" made him so angry that his internal organs ached, and the more he looked at him, the less he looked like a piece of shit.
Xiao Chen stood at the outermost layer, squeezing out words from between his teeth: "He is amazing, he is awesome, he is the best in the world. There are always people who are better than you, I am waiting for the day when you cry."
A young man's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
The boy was still chewing something and mumbled, "What are you guys looking at?"
Xiao Chen turned around and saw a fat man who looked dull and stupid. He was wearing ragged and patched clothes, with his cheeks puffed up and his eyes staring straight ahead.
Ji Wuyou was thrown down by Yunhe, and after rolling a few times, he rubbed his eyes, and fluttered around like a headless fly, following the sound. He didn't expect to see so many people gathered together.
He was far away, but he could vaguely see a platform in the center of the crowd. On it was a person who was about his age, wearing white clothes. When he smiled, he looked particularly good.
He was so frightened that he swallowed his steamed buns very slowly: "Who is that person?"
Xiao Chen looked disgusted and walked to the side. Where did this beggar come from? When did Yunxiao let such a person in? But he was so angry with Zhang Yiming that he didn't bother to care about the fat man. Suddenly, the fat man pointed at Zhang Yiming and asked who he was.
Xiao Chen exploded, gnashing his teeth: "He is a sinister person with an extremely evil mind, and now everyone wants to kill him. Go up and beat him up. If you win, you will be noticed by the elders of the outer peaks and accepted as a disciple."
Ji Wuyou's eyes lit up: "Will I not be hungry after being accepted into the family?"
Where did this bumpkin come from? But now Xiao Chen was furious and grinned: "Yes. No one dares to come up now, you should take this opportunity to beat him up."
Ji Wuyou exclaimed, his face full of anticipation. After hesitating for a while, he wiped his dirty hands on his clothes and asked, "But can I beat him?"
Xiao Chen rolled his eyes and said, "You can't beat me at all." But he encouraged her, "How do you know if you don't try? I think you are quite strong and can do it."
Ji Wuyou was instantly motivated by the encouragement, and there was also the temptation of eating and drinking. He encouraged himself and immediately went in from the outside.
On the ring, Pei Jing was feeling lonely at his high position, but he just wanted to be defeated and he could not afford to be defeated. He was independent and very handsome.
Xu Jing was already tired of watching and asked, "When are you coming down?"
Pei Jing was in a good mood and whistled: "If you lose, come down and wait for someone who is destined to be with you."
Xu Jing: "..." I kind of regretted stopping Chu Junyu at that time. Is it too late to tell Chu Junyu now
He tilted his head, wanting to offer a suggestion to his brother Chu, but was suddenly pushed from behind.
It's a slightly dirty hand.
Xu Jing turned around and saw a little fat man emerging from the crowd, looking gray from head to toe.
He nodded aside silently.
Ji Wuyou finally rushed out of the crowd and stood in front of the ring.
On the stage, Pei Jing had a smile on his face, but it slowly faded after he saw the face of the person coming.
The boy in the audience was a dusty boy, a little fat, with a bit of baby fat on his face. It was natural for him to be fat. He had been a big eater since he was a child, and he was also very easy to get hungry, which was due to his demon bloodline. The boy was wearing tattered clothes, which was funny and ridiculous compared to the group of neatly dressed peers in white clothes behind him.
But the boy's eyes were clean and pure, as if he had no brains at all, full of childish ignorance and naivety.
"Can I fight you?"
The wind is rustling, the rain is falling, and everything looks like a still ink painting.
Pei Jing hid the turmoil in his heart, jumped down from the ring, and pulled his "Only want to lose" sign. He smiled and said, "No, I'm too strong, it's not fun to bully you, you can continue to compete with my defeated men."
Ji Wuyou felt a little disappointed.
Pei Jing put his sign in front of Ji Wuyou and said, "But no matter what, you were the one who asked me to come down, so I'll give you this chance to perform - 'Just want to lose once'. You have to stand until the end."
Ji Wuyou looked up blankly.
The light smoke and sparse rain in the morning chill. The young man in front of me has a gentle temperament, and when he smiles, he gives people endless warmth and kindness.
Ji Wuyou took the sign in a daze, and then, under Pei Jing's smiling and encouraging eyes, he held the edge of the ring and climbed up in a clumsy and funny manner.
Everyone was still wondering why they had never seen this dirty fat man before, but Pei Jing's action made them want to vomit blood and they felt extremely humiliated.
And Xu Jing never expected that he would come down like this.
When Pei Jing came over, he asked, "Is this the person you call destined to be with?"
Pei Jing thought for a while and then laughed, with some ambiguous meaning: "Yes."
Pei Jing could see at a glance that Ji Wuyou was at the seventh level of Qi Refining. The protagonist was indeed the protagonist. He lost his father and mother at a young age, and none of the people he met were good people, including a mean and selfish aunt and a black-hearted master. But he still survived all kinds of conspiracies and calculations firmly and strongly. Not only did he survive, but his cultivation level also improved by leaps and bounds. Looking at the entire Yinghui Peak, there are probably not many people who can beat him.
He tilted his head and said to Chu Junyu: "Don't underestimate this fat guy. I have a good eye for people. He will be very powerful in the future."
After saying this, I realized that something was wrong with Chu Junyu.
The wind and rain flying sideways by my ears were frozen, and the light of the evening rain flickered. Chu Junyu was like a person entering another deserted place. His light-colored eyes looked forward, as cold as glass, and as pure as glass. All emotions were not revealed.
But Pei Jing could feel that something was wrong with him.
Pei Jing was stunned for a second and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Chu Junyu said: "Nothing."
Pei Jing thought to himself that the protagonist was worthy of being the protagonist. His influence was amazing and he could even impress Chu Junyu.
He crossed his arms and looked towards the arena. After he stepped down, many people were delighted and challenged Ji Wuyou again one after another, thinking that Ji Wuyou looked stupid and easy to bully.
But without exception, they were all beaten down by Ji Wuyou with a confused look on his face.
The difference in power between the seventh and fifth levels of Qi Refining is incomparable. Even without any moves, Ji Wuyou is more than enough to beat them. But he won inexplicably. When someone stabbed him with a sword, he just raised his hand to block it casually, and the sword was broken by him. What happened? Ji Wuyou stood on the ring, at a loss.
Pei Jing laughed so hard in the audience: "The person being beaten is confused, and the person beating him is also confused. What a bunch of fools."
Xu Jing asked: "Where did this young man come from? Why don't I remember there is such a person in Yinghui Peak?"
Pei Jing said: "No matter where he comes from, he will become my Yunxiao disciple in the future anyway."
Xu Jing: "How can you be so sure?"
Pei Jing smiled slightly and said nothing.
Finally, a disciple who had his sword broken by Ji Wuyou was heartbroken and didn't want to hide it anymore. He cried and shouted to the elders in frustration: "Elder! He is not a disciple of Yinghui Peak! He is not qualified to participate in the competition at all. Why is he standing here!"
The elders looked at each other in bewilderment. In fact, when they saw the disciple's clothes, they felt that he did not look like Yunxiao's disciple. They did not expect that he was actually an outsider. How did an outsider get in? After a long time, the older Ziyu Peak elder strictly abided by the rules and said slowly: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
The disciple felt a little ashamed and said with a red face: "I didn't pay attention before!"
—I originally thought he was a fool who was easy to bully and could be used to show off, but now that I’ve hit a wall, why keep him
The elder of Ziyu Peak said solemnly: "According to Yunxiao's rules, if you are not a Yunxiao disciple, you are naturally not qualified to participate in the Yinghui Peak competition. Let the young man go back to where he came from."
A young elder hesitated and suggested, "He has already reached the sixth level of Qi training. He would be a leader even in the outer peaks. Moreover, judging from his clothes and appearance, he is probably just a wandering cultivator. It would be a good deed if we accept him into the sect."
The elder of Ziyu Peak glared at him and said, "Yunxiao has always had only one way to select disciples, and the rules are there. Except for the head of the sect, who dares to rashly accept him as a disciple?"
The young elder lowered his head in disappointment.
Soon, a female elder came over from the elders' seat. She walked in front of Ji Wuyou with a graceful figure and gentle temperament. She smiled and said, "Since you are not my Yunxiao disciple, then where are you from?"
Ji Wuyou's face turned pale, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He could only tell the truth: "I... someone introduced me. He gave me a token and asked me to bring it here. He said that after I come here, I will be a disciple of Yunxiao."
The female elder held her forehead with her hand and smiled helplessly: "I, Yunxiao, have never mentioned any introduction. You must have been deceived. I don't know how you were brought to Yinghui Peak by mistake. Come with me. I will take you home."
Ji Wuyou was completely panicked. He didn't want to leave. It wasn't good to go back home. His aunt never gave him enough food because he had to take care of his cousin. He wanted to stay. He was always hungry. He felt extremely helpless. He couldn't help but look at Pei Jing with pleading eyes. The boy who showed him kindness from the beginning.
But soon, he was frightened. Because there was another person beside the boy, with light-colored eyes that looked through him, as if they were cold enough to corrode his bones. He felt a sense of danger and fear even before he approached, and it was as terrifying as if he had fallen into hell in an instant.
Pei Jing caught his gaze and smiled brightly at him.
One of the main reasons why he followed the book "Zhu Jian" was that the setting of the protagonist was a bit interesting. Before the blood of the devil awakened, Ji Wuyou's consciousness was not fully developed. He was just an ignorant child and a silly foodie. Although he was frustrated in the early stage, it was inevitable that he would counterattack and turn black and slap his face.
However, now that he has traveled through time in a book, he certainly won't become a villain.
... ... Don't worry, protagonist brother, you will stay here safely.
Moreover, all the humiliations encountered in the outer peaks in the original novel will not appear.
After Ji Wuyou left, the sign of "Seeking a Defeat" was not taken away. The glory of Pei Jing's leadership was finally over. The other disciples breathed a sigh of relief, stretched their fists and feet, and began their own performances. Several other arenas were also used.
The competition lasted for three days and three nights.
Of course Pei Jing couldn't stay here and watch these noobs fight each other.
Chu Junyu's talent and strength were there for all to see and he didn't need to show them off. Naturally, he returned to Xiuyayuan for the next two days.
In Tianqian Peak, Pei Jing wrote a letter.
He only vaguely remembered some general plots of the book "Zhu Jian". It seemed that Ji Wuyou was supposed to appear in the Yinghui Peak competition and accidentally entered the outer peak.
In the book, the elders of Shangyang Peak were shocked by his talent and begged the head of the sect to keep him. But Ji Wuyou's performance was not satisfactory and failed to live up to his expectations, which led to the elders of Shangyang Peak ignoring him.
This time, there was no need for Elder Shangyang to plead for mercy, and the temporary leader personally arranged a place for Ji Wuyou.
"Where should we go?" Pei Jing put his pen against his chin and thought for a while, then decided to follow the plot in the book: "Then let's go to Yangfeng. I'll go there too."
After he dealt with the protagonist's affairs, he found that Ji Wuduan had replied to him.
About Shu Yan.
Ji Wuduan was not familiar with Shu Yan's name, but he was familiar with the few lines of poetry he added.
Because Yu Qinglian had sent him almost identical handwriting a few days ago, and what Yingzhou discovered was more comprehensive.
I say that madmen sharpen their knives at night to sweep away all the injustices before them.
The world will be turned upside down from now on, so why should we be reluctant to kill people
Those who are disloyal can be killed! Those who are unfilial can be killed!
The unkind man says he can be killed! The unjust man says he can be killed!
Anyone who is rude, unwise, and untrustworthy and goes against my will will be killed, killed, killed!
Arrogant and crazy, the handwriting was twisted, like a dead apostle partying.
Pei Jing was stunned: "Isn't it coming for me? Why is there also something with Yu Qinglian?"
Ji Wuduan also said: This poem appeared in the room of an elder from Yingzhou who committed suicide. The matter is serious. Yu Qinglian may come to Canghua Continent soon and ask him to investigate the matter together.
Pei Jing's mouth twitched. He picked up the pen and said directly that he was now transformed into a young disciple and was experiencing life in Yunxiao Outer Peak. If she wanted to come, she should make herself a few hundred years younger first. She was allowed not to restore her weight.
After all, with Yu Qinglian's personality, it is impossible for her to turn herself into the fat girl she was in her childhood.
That night.
Xiuyayuan.
Chu Junyu took out the jet-black, thin book again, with the handwriting so faint that it was barely visible.
Pei Jing tried to persuade him: "What do you think of Shangyang Peak? It is adjacent to the inner peak, and its spiritual power and resources are not bad. Have you seen the master of Shangyang Peak? He is the most handsome old man in the crowd. He has a high level of cultivation, and is in the late Jindan stage. He is a first-class master in the sky. I think it's okay. Why don't we go together?"
Chu Junyu usually ignored him.
Pei Jing said: "Brother, don't you still pin your hopes on Tianqian Peak? It's impossible, just give up. Look at how good Shangyang Peak is, there is nothing missing, and I heard that Shangyang Peak has the most female disciples. It's really strange. Do you know how many female cultivators there are in the entire Yunxiao? There are very few. Look at us, among the new disciples this time, there is not a single female disciple!"
Chu Junyu's slender fingers gently stroked the paper, unmoved.
Pei Jing simply played the emotional card: "If you don't go to Shangyang Peak, you will never see me again."
Chu Junyu heard this and said, "Are you telling me the benefits of not going to Shangyang Peak?"
Pei Jing: "... Wow, you are really heartless."
Chu Junyu closed the book, the moonlight flowing through his fingertips, sparkling and cold. The young man looked cold, lowered his eyes, and said, "I can go to Shangyang Peak."
Pei Jing: “Hmm?”
Chu Junyu: "Within my sight, stay away from the man named Ji Wuyou."
Pei Jing hesitated for a long time and asked, "Why?"
Chu Junyu said: "No reason."
Pei Jing: ... ... Awesome. Chu Junyu is indeed a hidden boss. The people he hates are always so tricky and different.
It’s okay to hate Pei Yuzhi, but he doesn’t even like the protagonist.
But in fact, even if Chu Junyu didn't say it, Pei Jing wouldn't have too much contact with the protagonist during this period. He might help secretly, but he wouldn't be too close on the surface. After all, he still had things to deal with, and according to the plot, Pei Yuzhi's true identity of accepting Ji Wuyou as his apprentice was also during the Outer Peak election.
It’s still a long time before the foreign election.
Shangyang Peak and Yinghui Peak were completely different. Yinghui Peak had very few people, only this group of new disciples, which seemed quiet and cold. Shangyang Peak was extremely lively, with senior brothers and sisters in every place, including the consulate hall, the training room, the sword pool, and the alchemy room. Their clothes were no longer just blue and white, but colorful, and they flew around on swords in a hurry.
When they first entered the sect, there were people who carefully guided them. Now, they have been here for a year and are familiar with the rules.
As the master of Shangyang Peak is a powerful being in the late Jindan stage, he naturally would not take the time to meet them.
Everything was explained by a senior sister.
Once you enter the outer peak, there are fewer trivial rules, you don’t have to attend classes or stay at home.
They can arrange their own time for retreat and travel. The peak provides a certain amount of spiritual stones and herbs every month, and the consulate building will also change tasks frequently.
Senior Sister said: "The resources of Shangyang Peak are among the best in Yunxiao Outer Peak, but don't get carried away after entering here. There are thirty-six inner peaks above the outer peaks, and there are always people better than you. And every ten years, there will be a general election in the outer peaks, and one hundred disciples who are qualified to enter the inner peaks will be selected. This is the only chance to enter the inner peaks, so you must remember to concentrate on your practice and don't waste it."
Pei Jing felt that her words were familiar. It seemed that he had heard many similar words on Yinghui Peak.
Yunxiao's tradition is self-discipline and self-discipline. Every step a new disciple takes must be reminded by his predecessors. He must not underestimate himself or get carried away. He is reminded again and again, taught again and again, and this character must be deeply engraved in his bones.
The first day at Shangyang Peak.
Pei Jing first went to the consulate building on the mountain.
In his opinion, the most important thing about every mountain is Tibet, followed by the consulate building.
The largest collection and consulate building in Yunxiao is in the inner peak, Huiyuan Peak, which is where he often goes. It is guarded by the elders of the building and is where the Tiange is located. But there are also collections and consulate buildings in other peaks. Although there are not many books and cloth, they are more than enough for disciples in the Qi Refining Stage.
The tasks issued by the Consulate Building at Shangyang Peak were not as good as those issued by Huiyuan Peak. The tasks were divided into five levels, and only foundation-building cultivators could take on tasks above the fourth level. The tasks here were all first- and second-level tasks.
Pei Jing took on the task of raising a spirit mouse as if it was a joke. The spirit mouse was only the size of a palm, fluffy, closed its eyes, and lazily basked in the sun. On his way back, he poked the spirit mouse's head from time to time, trying to wake it up. The spirit mouse shrank little by little, almost autistic, and finally simply buried its head in its stomach and refused to let him touch it.
Pei Jing laughed out loud: "So cute?"
He was playing with the spirit mouse as he passed the long corridor hidden among the flowers and plants in the Consulate Building on Yangfeng Mountain, and he could faintly hear the sound of people talking.
They are all very familiar, probably old friends.
The sun was setting in the west, outlining the shadows of people on the redwood corridors.
One person said: "I'm actually on the same peak with Zhang Yiming again. Luckily I don't have to see him every day. I really get angry just by looking at him."
"What? You have a grudge against him too?"
The use of the word "也" is particularly wonderful.
Pei Jing stopped and showed a somewhat strange expression.
The predecessor said: "Isn't it? I had this feud with him as soon as I entered Yinghui Peak. It was none of his business, but he was meddling in other people's business! My brother lost his chance to enter Yunxiao because Chu Junyu didn't save him. I was so angry that I wanted to teach Chu Junyu a lesson. He was scared away by someone pretending to be a ghost. It's been a year, so he should have reacted. Needless to say, it was Zhang Yiming who did it. I should have guessed it when he came out of the well with Chu Junyu at that time, haha!"
"Don't say any more. Xiao Chen and I were cheated by this guy. We carried water and manure in the fields for a year, and calluses formed on my hands. I will never forget this."
The predecessor was surprised and said, "Then you were sent to manage the farmland and were able to enter Shangyang Peak. You are really talented."
"Hey, what's the point of having good talent? After carrying water and manure for a long time, it's exhausting, but it's easier for the mind to calm down. I often practice after I'm exhausted, and I can achieve twice the result with half the effort."
"If you ask me, Zhang Yiming is a jerk who cheats people without being noticed. It's better to stay away from him if possible."
There are still some cultivators who have not made enemies with Pei Jing.
Sigh: "At first, I thought he was a villain because he got in through backstage, and he was always around Chu Junyu. I didn't expect that the Yinghui Competition would open our eyes."
"He only wanted to be defeated. Although he was very arrogant, he was able to stand up at that time. His courage is also admirable."
The first person to speak pouted: "Don't praise him. That's not courage at all. He's just shameless to a certain extent. 'Seeking only defeat' might be what he really means. It's not bluffing. He might really think he is invincible."
Someone laughed out loud.
Ji Wuyou couldn't get a word in, and looked around eagerly. He seemed to be back in his own small village, facing a group of children, wanting to blend in, but unable to find the direction. Everyone was chatting and laughing as they walked through the corridor. He followed behind alone, scratching his head, but couldn't think of what to say.
Someone noticed him, with a hint of disdain and alienation in his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Ji Wuyou, why don't you speak?"
Ji Wuyou's heart almost jumped out of his throat when he was nominated. He was flattered and said, "I, what can I say?"
The monk in azure clothes and with a fair face said slowly, "I'm quite curious about how you got in that day and how you got on the stage for no apparent reason. And how did you stay here, and why are you still on Shangyang Peak?"
The others also turned their heads. Before they entered the world of cultivation, they were all born into noble families, living a life of luxury and wealth. Their first impression of Ji Wuyou was that he was dirty, like a beggar, and was not in the same world as them. Once this impression was fixed, it was difficult to change. His cultivation was there, and although he did not show disgust on the surface, there was a gap in his heart, a kind of alienation from others who were superior to him.
I'm asking him now out of curiosity.
Everyone responded.
"Yes, I wanted to ask that too."
"Where are you from?"
Ji Wuyou was suddenly stared at by so many people. He felt very embarrassed. He scratched his head and spoke carefully: "I, I was tricked by someone. At the mountain gate, I was lucky enough to see a big bird, and then I followed it and came in inexplicably. Going on the stage was also an accident. Someone told me that if I defeated the person on the stage, I would have enough food and drink in the future... So I went up. And why I stayed, I don't know."
Everyone: “… That’s it?”
He really doesn't know anything about anything and it's the same as if he didn't say anything.
Someone frowned and asked, "Why were you dressed like that when you entered the mountain gate? Were you a beggar before?"
His words were harsh and tricky, hiding deep anger. After all, he was also one of the groomsmen who were defeated by Ji Wuyou that day.
The others were watching the show, but they just found it funny.
Ji Wuyou said blankly: "No, I'm not a beggar. I lost my master and can't find the way back."
"Can't find the way back? So I'm covered in mud and haven't taken a shower for several days."
Ji Wuyou frowned in distress, not knowing what to say.
Someone laughed and said, "No wonder, you always have a smell, it's really unpleasant."
Perhaps in their view, the self-esteem of the weak can be trampled upon at will.
"He was going through the crowd at the time, and I was trying to get around him, but I was stung by the stench, haha."
Ji Wuyou stood there stupidly, at a loss for words, and could only laugh with them. Just like in the village, when those kids threw stones at him and called him a fool, if he laughed, those kids would laugh too, and in other people's eyes, it looked like they were playing a game.
Only this time, the effect was different.
He laughed.
The others stopped laughing.
Someone sneered and said, "What a fool! He can laugh even when I scold him."
"Will you become stupid if you stay with a fool for a long time?"
"Hahaha, you asked a good question."
Several people quickened their pace and tried to get rid of him.
Ji Wuyou was left standing there, feeling even more helpless. He didn't know what he had done wrong. When everyone was looking at him, he was so nervous that he spoke very carefully, fearing that he would upset them. But it seemed that he still messed up.
"It's boring. We might as well just curse Zhang Yiming together."
"After all, there are too many things to criticize Zhang Yiming for."
"He is cunning and sinister, and everyone hates him. When justice comes, let's punish him."
"I don't want to deal with him anymore. I hope I won't see this plague god again. Nothing good will happen if I meet him."
"Hahahaha, people dislike you."
The flowers and plants are bathed in the golden glow of the remaining sun.
The setting sun. At the most beautiful dusk of Shangyang Peak, Ji Wuyou felt very lonely and hungry as usual. The feeling of hunger was innate and had been with him for a long time, but loneliness was a word he had only learned in recent years. It should be loneliness. He was the only one left in the world. He lowered his head. He was wearing the clothes he had just changed. They were very clean, so his skin looked a little dark. The mud between his fingers could not be washed clean. But he smelled it, and there was no smell. .
Pei Jing witnessed and heard everything clearly on the corridor on the second floor.
I just think it's a bit ridiculous.
This is a plot that does not exist in "Zhu Jian". It should be that the world is automatically completed. After all, it is a novel about upgrading, and no matter how frustrated the protagonist is, he can't be this frustrated.
Holding his spirit mouse in his hand, he slowly walked down the stairs and approached the confused and lonely boy in the light and shadow.
Ji Wuyou, who was still a little fat boy, was not cute when he was sad.
Pei Jing looked at him like a spirit mouse in his hand, cowardly and pitiful, and said with a lazily smile: "It's almost dark, why don't you leave?"
Ji Wuyou turned around and saw a young man in black clothes leaning on the stairs, his black hair tied up with a wooden hairpin. He had a bright and sunny smile, and the wind brought a bright and clean fragrance like grass and trees.
He said blankly: "Ah, it's you." The bright feeling of the boy aroused another emotion in his heart, that is, he didn't know that it was called inferiority. Hiding his hands in his sleeves, Ji Wuyou hid back.
Pei Jing said: "Yes, it was me. Shouldn't you thank me for letting you beat up the person you should beat up first in the ring?"
Ji Wuyou was dumbfounded: "Ah?"
Pei Jing tilted his head and smiled at him: "Don't be angry at the person who scolded you in a sarcastic way just now. He said a few words to you and you beat him up. It's worth it."
Ji Wuyou also smiled foolishly.
Halfway through his laugh, he realized, "I don't even know your name."
Pei Jing said: "My name is Zhang Yiming."
Ji Wuyou almost lost his balance and fell down the steps beside the corridor. He held onto the pillar with his eyes wide open: "Zhang Zhang Zhang, Yiming."
Pei Jing tilted his head: "It is me, I can change my name but not my surname."
Ji Wuyou: "... ... were they talking about you just now?"
"Yes, people hate dogs, they are vicious and insidious. I heard it all."
Ji Wuyou was stunned: "But I don't think you are like that. You are a good person."
Pei Jing laughed out loud: The protagonist whose demon bloodline has not yet awakened is so stupid and cute.
Pei Jing said: "Of course I'm not like that."
"Then they."
"They are blind." Pei Jing concluded decisively, holding the spirit rat and walking forward, saying, "So why do you take the words of such a group of blind people to heart?"
Ji Wuyou was stunned for a while, smiled foolishly twice, and looked up again, his eyes sparkling: "You are so nice, when can I become someone like you?"
Pei Jing was almost frightened by him. He exerted force with his hand, and the spirit mouse was awakened, making angry chirping sounds. Pei Jing looked a little strange, and said to him: "You don't have to be anyone, just be yourself and have a clear conscience."
Ji Wuyou nodded heavily.
Pei Jing didn't want to have more contact with the protagonist now. He took his spirit rat and went back to the cave. He and Chu Junyu entered the cave at the same time. Their caves were adjacent to each other, but Chu Junyu closed the door and refused to let him in. So Pei Jing had to find another way and used a shovel to dig a hole in the wall.
The hole is quite big.
After chiseling, you can put your head through.
In the other cave, the candlelight was dim. Chu Junyu, dressed in a silver-white robe, sat cross-legged on the stone bed. He felt the noise and slowly opened his eyes. His gaze met Pei Jing's coldly.
Pei Jing froze for a second, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Why was he acting like a peeping Tom
He hurriedly said, "I'll just borrow some light and make it up to you right now."
It's really like drilling a hole in the wall to steal light in another sense.
So he filled up the hole that he had dug with great effort.
Chu Junyu leaned back, his hair falling on his pale face, his eyes filled with other emotions, and he whispered, "How stupid."
The next day, Pei Jing and Chu Junyu were still together for dinner. The cafeteria of Shangyang Peak was very large. Xu Jing searched for a long time in the crowd, and with his eyes shining, he sat next to them. He was a familiar person, and in a short while, he had already heard all the gossip about Shangyang Peak. During the meal, he told them everything with great interest.
"Do you know who is the most powerful person in Shangyang Peak besides the Peak Master?"
Pei Jing poked the rice with chopsticks and said, "Me."
Xu Jing: "... I'm serious! Can you be serious too?"
Pei Jing thought to himself that I was serious, but he still gave me face: "I'd like to hear the details."
Xu Jing was satisfied: "She is a senior sister, known as Fairy Wuhen, and now she has reached the level of half-step golden elixir! In the entire Shangyang Peak, she is the most beautiful, the most talented, the most powerful, and the most admired! With her strength, she could have entered the inner peak fifty years ago, but Fairy Wuhen has always refused to enter. Do you know why?"
Pei Jing: "I'd like to hear more details."
Xu Jing: "Because Senior Sister Wuhen is afraid that her Taoism will become unstable once she enters the inner peak!"
Pei Jing: "... ... Are there man-eating monsters in the inner peak?"
Xu Jing smiled meaningfully: "No, but according to several senior sisters, there is a thief who steals hearts in the inner peak."
Pei Jing was amused by this extremely unfashionable name, and he almost broke the bottom of the bowl with his chopsticks. "Awesome, interesting, keep going."
Xu Jing was so excited that he slammed the table, revealing a hint of jealousy and sighing: "Have you heard of Pei Yuzhi's name?"
Pei Jing couldn't be happy anymore: "..."
Chu Junyu put down what he was holding: "..."
"This Pei Yuzhi is the heart-stealing thief hiding in the inner peak. The sisters in Shangyang Peak all say that you can't look at him for more than one second. You'll fall in love with him at first sight, fall in love with him at second sight, and lose your mind at third sight. Sister Wuhen has seen Pei Yuzhi twice, and each time she came back she was distracted for a long time. If it happens again, she will be doomed."
Yes. Very strong.
Look I'm gonna get pregnant.
Pei Jing: “…”
Could he refuse such a rustic nickname? If his master knew about it, he would not be able to live anymore.
Xu Jing said: "When we were at Yinghui Peak, almost no one talked about Pei Yuzhi, because everyone had just entered the sect and didn't know anything. But now, at Shangyang Peak, we can really hear this name everywhere."
"Yunxiao's chief disciple, first in the Heaven Questioning Test, bright as the wind and clear as the moon, with a sword that cuts through the frost-free peak. Tell me, what does this look like?"
Pei Jing felt quite embarrassed by the compliment and said politely, "He's only three points more handsome than I am now."
Xu Jing looked at him seriously and said immediately, "Isn't that still not as good-looking as Brother Chu?"
Pei Jing: "..." This kid really deserves a beating. He's a little itchy.
Xu Jing was a man who could read people's expressions. He knew that Pei Jing was going to hit him if he accidentally told the truth, so he quickly changed the subject: "Let's not talk about this. Let's change to another topic about Pei Yuzhi. This is what I heard from some other sisters."
"They said Pei Yuzhi was a homosexual."
“Pah.”
This time, Pei Jing really poked the bottom of the bowl, making a crisp sound.
Xu Jing was so frightened that he was stunned: "What's wrong with you? Who offended you?"
Pei Jing's face twitched stiffly: "No, you continue."
Xu Jing patted his chest and continued, "The inference is also reasonable. If Pei Yuzhi is really as good as the rumors say, he must have countless admirers. The female cultivators in the cultivation world are more free and easy than the women in the mortal world. It is not a problem for them to throw themselves into the arms of men. There is a senior sister in my Shangyang Peak who directly wrote love poems to Tianqian Peak, but her response fell on deaf ears! Think about it this way, for hundreds of years, whether Pei Yuzhi was traveling outside or practicing in Yunxiao, he must have met many female cultivators who came to him. But after so much time, he is still a virgin. Yunxiao does not require celibacy. Some people say that they have seen Pei Yuzhi get along with his friends with their own eyes. He is free and easy, so he is definitely not an abstinent person. The only possibility for rejecting the requests of hundreds of female cultivators is that he is not interested in it."
Pei Jing: "... Awesome." What a bullshit logic. The virgin really offended everyone. With the master watching over him, it would be hard for him to be romantic.
Xu Jing said: "I heard that he and His Majesty Feng Jin, who ranked second in the Heavenly Questioning Test, have been in love and hatred with each other for hundreds of years. I don't know what the real reason is."
Pei Jing: “…”
If Feng Jin heard these words, he would probably feel worse than killing him.
Pei Jing put down his chopsticks, calm and collected, and said, "Don't go asking about things that are totally unrelated. I think I can give an explanation on Pei Yuzhi's behalf."
Xu Jing stuffed a piece of cabbage into his mouth: "Why?"
Pei Jing: "Ugly people each have their own happiness, but handsome people all have the same troubles."
Xu Jing: “…”
He recalled the trick he had been played by that bastard Zhang Yiming in the Yunlan Mountains.
Pei Jing: "He has remained a virgin for so many years, maybe he just hasn't met the right person. As for Feng Jin, who would love and hate a younger brother? Just fight and that's it."
Xu Jing: "What do you mean by younger brother? They are related by blood."
Pei Jing: "Let me explain it to you in another way. Let's call you trash."
Xu Jing: “… … ” Claiming to be as handsome as Pei Yuzhi, and calling Emperor Feng a waste, Zhang Yiming, are you trying to go to heaven
Pei Jing felt uncomfortable listening to Xu Jing's nonsense, such as heart-stealing thief, homosexual, etc. He quickly told him to change the subject and stop talking about Pei Yuzhi. Xu Jing was also frightened by his shamelessness and wanted to change the subject. Before changing the subject, he noticed Chu Junyu who had been silent.
Suddenly asked: "I see that Brother Chu has no expression. Did he know it a long time ago, or is he not interested in these things?"
Pei Jing: "... ...I'm definitely not interested anymore."
Xu Jing realized it belatedly and said "Oh". Then he slowly said: "There is another thing, which I also heard from my senior sisters." Then, Xu Jing smiled shyly: "The senior sisters are so nice and enthusiastic."
"They said that recently there seemed to be demonic cultivators outside Yunxiao, and their cultivation methods are extremely cruel, using human bodies as a guide, especially cultivators. It seems that disciples from other small sects have gone missing, and when they were found, they were soaking in a pool, with their internal organs stripped out, and their expressions were horrified. They must have been disemboweled while still alive, which was particularly cruel. Now there are elders investigating this matter. Although such things have not happened in Yunxiao, and each peak has a Jindan elder in charge, the demonic cultivators are rampant, and there may be disciples deceived, so we still have to be more careful."
Pei Jing was stunned: "The demon cultivator is just outside the clouds."
Xu Jing nodded: "It seems so. It's just outside Yunxiao. I don't know when it started. Several small sects have started to pay attention to the disappearance of disciples one after another. An elder should come down to tell us soon."
Pei Jing thought: He even dares to touch the area within a hundred miles of Yunxiao, what kind of demon cultivator is so bold