Qingyunzong used to be the territory of Lingqiong, a place where he could go in and out as he pleased, but now, it was difficult for him to get in, it was simply ridiculous.
Ling Qiong glanced at Wu Gan, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you a disciple of Qingyun Sect?"
"Yes, I am the son of the head of Qingyun Sect."
Wu Gan's attitude is respectful, his face is dazed, his eyes are absent, and he is obedient like a puppet.
Thoughts flashed across Ling Qiong's face, and he asked again: "Who is the current head of Qingyun Sect?"
Wu Gan struggled, he knew that he was being controlled by others, and wanted to resist, but subconsciously obeyed Ling Qiong.
After a long time, with a ferocious expression on his face, he whispered, "My father, Wu Zihua."
Wu's surname is the same as that of the sect master's junior brother.
Ling Qiong put his hands behind his back, and a strange look flashed across his monstrously handsome face.
He probably guessed that Qing Yunzong is still in Wu's hands.
It's just that they don't know who the village chief of Qingfeng Town, Wu Zihua and Wu Gan are.
Thousands of years have passed, and the sect that used to be the largest in the spiritual cultivation world has long since declined.
It is not easy to keep it now.
Everyone stood in front of the formation barrier, Gu Jin listened to Ling Qiong and Wu Gan's questions and answers, and had already retrieved Qingyunzong's memory from his mind.
Thousands of years ago, the Qingyun Sect was the largest sect in the spiritual cultivation world. The sect was revered because of the Venerable Xuanling, and it was a place where many monks flocked to.
She knew how magnificent and reckless the Qingyun Sect was back then.
Gu Jin raised his eyes, looking at Yunshan in front of him complicatedly.
Compared with the former Qingyun Sect, this desolate Yunshan is simply nothing.
How can it be described as desolate, the number one sect in the spiritual cultivation world, which was glorious back then.
Knowing that there is a formation here and it is not easy to enter the mountain, Gu Jin asked Ling Qiong: "What shall we do next?"
"wait."
Lingqiong's voice was indifferent and low.
He turned his head and glanced darkly at the hiding place of Qing Yunzong's disciples.
When he captured Wu Gan, the secret person must have gone back to inform the village head of Qingshan Town, Wu Zihua, who is now the head of Qingyun Sect.
Since no one can enter the mountain except the other party, just wait for the other party to come.
Everyone rested in place. While waiting, Linda led people to catch a few rabbits around, and immediately put the rabbit meat on the fire.
Gu Jin took out some fruits from the space and distributed them to everyone.
After a while, the rabbit meat grilled on the fire exuded a tempting aroma, and the meat on the outside was somewhat mature.
Holding the knife, Linda cut off the cooked meat and put it in a clean bowl.
After cutting nearly a bowl of mature rabbit meat, he stopped.
Linda rummaged through her bag to find clean chopsticks, held a bowl of rabbit meat in both hands, and walked to Gu Jin's side: "Miss Gu, let's eat something."
"Thanks."
Gu Jin took the rabbit meat and chopsticks and thanked them.
Linda pursed her lips and smiled, turned around and brought two more bottles of water, and put them in front of Gu Jin and Ling Qiong.
"You eat too."
Gu Jin brought the bowl containing rabbit meat to Ling Qiong.
Ling Qiong was contemplating, when he heard this, he stretched out his jade-white fingers, picked up a piece of rabbit meat from the bowl, and put it in his mouth.
With a smile in his eyes, his voice was gentle: "You eat, I'm not hungry."
Gu Jin took back the bowl and began to eat absent-mindedly.
Not far away, Wu Gan moved his nose, smelling the rich aroma of rabbit meat in the air, and his stomach began to sing empty city tricks.
He is a monk who has already fasted his grains, facing the temptation of delicious food, he is still aroused by gluttons.
It's not that he has never eaten rabbit meat, but he has never smelled such an attractive meat aroma.
I don't know what seasoning Linda put into the rabbit meat, which made Wu Gan's mouth water.
How did he know that the seasonings in Linda's hands were all given by Gu Jin. They added panacea and space stream water, and eating them could effectively improve everyone's abilities.
Here, Linda and others also started.
Gu Jin put down the chopsticks in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Shang Wu with a longing look.
She said slowly: "Linda, give him something to eat too."
This man led them the way, so they couldn't use their coolies, and they didn't even give them food.
Linda responded, cut a palm-sized piece of rabbit meat from the roasted rabbit meat, and threw it directly to Wu Gan.
There is a world of difference between her attitude and her attitude towards Gu Jin.
Wu Qian took the rabbit meat accurately, but he didn't eat it, but looked at Gu Jin.
Gu Jin gave him a friendly smile, looked away, and turned to Ling Qiong sitting beside him.
The other party's handsome face is close at hand, those jet-black peach eyes are looking deeply at the edge of the formation in front of him, his expression is dark and unclear, and his complexion is colder than usual.
"How long do we have to wait?" Gu Jin asked.
Ling Qiong narrowed his eyes, and parted his thin lips slightly: "According to the estimation of the time we came, we should be here almost."
He turned his head and looked at Gu Jin tenderly, with a smile in his eyes.
"Girl, do you still remember Qing Yunzong?"
Gu Jin blinked, looking puzzled.
Facing Shang Lingqiong's handsome smile and the deep meaning in his eyes, he came back to his senses.
This is not asking her if she remembers Qing Yunzong, it is clearly asking her if she still remembers the painstaking relationship with Venerable Xuanling thousands of years ago, and was calculated to use the relationship of life and death.
Gu Jin looked away, stabilized his mind, and said calmly: "Of course I remember."
Hearing this, Ling Qiong's face showed obvious joy. There was a playful smile in his eyes, and he approached Gu Jin, close to her ear, and said softly: "That girl, do you still remember the memory we used to be in Qingyunzong?"
They met for the first time in Qing Yunzong, because Luo Yu was curious about the number one beauty in the spiritual world, he was almost accepted as a disciple by Venerable Xuan Ling.
Luo Yu is unrestrained, yearns for a free life, and refuses to be his disciple.
Venerable Xuanling was interested in her, so he didn't want to let her go, leaving her in Qingyunzong.
It is very natural for them to get along regardless of superiority or inferiority. They drank spirit wine, ate all the delicacies in the world, and talked freely about what they saw and heard.
During that time together, they had a good impression of each other, but because they were still in the dim stage, no one had noticed.
Thinking of the intimacy between Luo Yu and Venerable Xuanling, regardless of superiority or inferiority, and especially the intimacy regardless of gender, Gu Jin felt his face burn.
Too ambiguous, too out of line.
For the two monks, in the long years, they have become cold-hearted and indifferent due to cultivation, and no one will feel that there is any cross-border.
It wasn't until they walked out of Qingyunzong, saw more customs and customs, and got closer to each other, that they finally realized their emotional problems.
The Taoist couple's courtship song played by Luo Yu, and the two confirmed their relationship with each other.
These memories are deeply engraved in Gu Jin's mind. Looking back on their getting along from love to etiquette, although there is no boundary, it is too provocative and ambiguous.
She is Gu Jin, not Luo Yu.
There shouldn't be any reaction to this.
But every time he thinks about it, Gu Jin always feels his heart beat faster.
Sitting next to Gu Jin, Ling Qiong glanced at her reddened ears and eyes that dared not look directly, with a satisfied look on her face, and a smile flashed in her eyes.
As long as there is a reaction, Gu Jin is afraid that he will be indifferent, and his heart will be as still as water.