"You're still using your old friend's name to show off, who cares?"
Yan Qing muttered to himself, and walked outside holding a plum branch that he had casually pulled off.
He had been staying at Yuqing Peak for the past few days since he came to Wangxue Sect. Now he finally got the disciple token and could go out for a walk.
The Wangxue Sect is very large, and the Tianshu Peak is the Yanfan Peak, one of the hundreds of outer peaks.
When Tianshu knew Yan Qing was coming to pay his respects, he was refining the elixir, and a sudden tremor caused the elixir furnace to explode. So when Yan Qing arrived at Yan Fan Peak, all he saw was his clothes torn, his hair messy, and his face blackened.
Yan Qing was stunned by this scene. He considered his words for a while before he could not help laughing and said, "Elder Tianshu, I know you are happy to see me, but you shouldn't be this happy."
Tianshu's face was filled with "happiness": "Young Master Yan, why did you suddenly want to become my disciple? Didn't you come to Wangxi Sect to become a Taoist couple with Du Wei?"
Yan Qing thought for a moment and gave a reason that would convince Tianshu: "I want to, but Immortal Du Wei doesn't like me. What can I do?"
Tianshu was completely surprised by what he heard, and sighed heavily again: "Forget it, just follow me. You will temporarily register with me, and I will be your nominal master."
Yan Qing: "Okay, thank you, Elder."
When he went to get his disciple uniform and sword, Tianshu said to him, "All new disciples who have just entered the sect must go to the Futai Academy to practice for a year. Futai is divided into four classrooms: Tiandi Xuanhuang. With your qualifications, you should only be able to enter the Huangjie classroom."
Yan Qing asked curiously: "What kind of people are the teachers?"
Tianshu said unhappily: "Who else can help you? The Yuanying stage brothers and sisters in the sect are more than enough to teach you."
Yan Qing said obediently: "That's right, elder."
Tianshu patiently reminded him, "In Futai Academy, in addition to daily practice, you will sometimes be taken down the mountain to exorcise demons. Your practice is low, so hide behind your brothers and sisters and don't hurt yourself."
Yan Qing: "Okay, elder."
Tianshu suddenly remembered something: "What a coincidence, the leading elder of your Futai Academy this time is Heng Bai."
Yan Qing couldn't help laughing out loud, and said meaningfully: "Oh, that's such a coincidence."
Tianshu looked at him speechlessly and told him to take his things and leave quickly. But after all, he brought this kid here by himself, and before Yan Qing left Yan Fan Peak, Tianshu earnestly warned him: "Yan Qing, remember, in the future, you must consider the situation when speaking, and never speak without restraint!!!"
"Okay, Elder. Thank you." After changing his clothes, Yan Qing played with the token in his hand and walked towards Futai Academy.
There is a reason why Futai School is named Futai. It stands on an open space surrounded by several mountain peaks, like a floating island, with fairy flowers and green bamboos everywhere.
When Yan Qing walked over, Heng Bai happened to be in class.
Leaving Yuqing Peak, it really feels like the earth has returned to spring, and we have suddenly stepped from midwinter to mid-spring. The windows are clean, and the sunlight shines clearly through the lush green bamboo leaves, swaying on the white stone steps.
Heng Bai’s voice also came out slowly from the side: “The number of Dayan is fifty, and the number is forty-nine. Divide it into two to represent two, and hang one to represent one…”[1]
Yan Qing walked forward and knocked on the door very casually.
Boom boom boom.
Heng Bai, as the master of a peak and a Mahayana cultivator, was thrown into this Futai Hall as a leader because he was too young and inexperienced. Originally, he was unwilling to do so, so the teaching was just reading from the book in a dragging tone.
Hearing the knock on the door, Heng Bai frowned and asked unhappily, "Who?"
Yan Qing pushed the door open and walked in, smiling, "Elder Hengbai, I am a new disciple of the sect, and I am here to report."
Heng Bai was about to roll his eyes to the sky, but when he turned around and saw Yan Qing's face, his eyes froze and he almost fainted from rolling his eyes.
Yan Qing held back his laughter and called him again: "Elder?"
Heng Bai finally turned his eyes back and raised his voice: "Yan Qing?!"
Yan Qing nodded solemnly: "Yes, that's right, it's me."
Heng Bai: “…” I really want to throw the book at that face.
The students sitting quietly in the classroom were stunned and looked up. They saw the person at the door wearing the robes of the Wang Clan, a jade crown, white clothes, and blue gauze. There was a tangled red string tied around his wrist and a black bat perched on his shoulder. It was a very strange scene.
But that person had fair skin, curved lips, and smiling peach blossom eyes, which showed his casualness and elegance. The bamboo leaves around him rustled and scattered golden light, which fell into his eyes, as if the spring scenery was spreading endlessly. One person's graceful demeanor was like a painting.
Heng Bai saw Yan Qing's teeth aching, and said coldly: "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in Yuqing-" He bit his tongue and changed his words: "Anyway, you shouldn't be here."
Yan Qing shook his disciple token and said, "Elder Hengbai, as a new disciple of Wangxue Sect, why can't I appear here now?"
Heng Bai was alert: "New to the sect? Which sect did you join?"
Yan Qing: "The wild geese are returning to the peak."
Heng Bai: “…” Sooner or later, he will be killed by Tianshu, the famous good man of the Wangxue Sect! !
Yan Qing looked over and said, "There are so many people. Elder Hengbai, why don't you let the new disciples in?"
Heng Bai was so annoyed that he couldn't even read. Out of sight, out of mind: "Come in, come in, shut up and listen to the class!"
Yan Qing: “Oh.”
Disciple in the classroom: “…”
They looked at this outstanding new disciple walking in with almost horror.
Yan Qing was actually not unfamiliar with the life in the academy, after all, he had studied in Dengxian Pavilion for a period of time in his previous life. Coincidentally, he and Xie Shiyi were sitting in the corner of the last row of the classroom at that time, but this time they were unexpectedly in the same place.
After Buzhi came in, he flew to the window very consciously. When Yan Qing sat down, a bamboo leaf fell on the table from the window. He picked it up gently with his fingers and smiled softly. For a moment, he felt that time seemed to slow down.
Heng Bai read a few sentences and found that You Yanqing couldn't read in this classroom, so he simply closed the book and told everyone: "Go back and prepare well in the next two days. The sect will send you to go down the mountain for a mission the day after tomorrow. We cultivators are responsible for eliminating demons and defending the way, but the demons are extremely vicious when they awaken, so you must also pay attention to protecting yourself. The sect will give you amulets at that time. If you encounter danger, you must open it."
The news of going down the mountain immediately diluted the shock brought by Yan Qing.
The students in the classroom became excited, whispering to each other, their eyes full of excitement.
Someone asked: "Then Elder, where are we going this time?"
Heng Bai didn't care: "I don't know, anyway, the sect will notify you when the time comes."
The tasks assigned by the leader to these new disciples were basically simple and easy basic tasks, just to give them some experience. A peak master like Heng Bai would sneer at this.
Yan Qing had never expected that he would receive the task before he had even attended a few classes. After class, all the students around him came over to greet him.
The classmates were very enthusiastic: "Who are you, Brother Yan?"
Yan Qing said truthfully: "Rejuvenation Sect."
Classmates: “…” Ah, the Rejuvenation Sect? ? What is this? There is such a sect in the Supreme Heaven?
The classmate could only smile awkwardly but politely, saying, "Oh, Rejuvenation Party, Rejuvenation Party is pretty good, pretty good."
The classmates continued: "What is Brother Yan's current level of cultivation?"
Yan Qing continued truthfully: "I just built my foundation."
Students: “…”
The students continued to smile awkwardly but politely: "Oh, Zhuji, Zhuji is very good, very good."
After listening to their conversation, Heng Bai could no longer bear it and said, "Why are you still staying in the classroom after class? Go back first and prepare to go down the mountain in two days! Yan Qing stay!"
The students looked at each other and scattered like birds and beasts.
After the disciple left, Heng Bai no longer maintained his attitude. He stood up from the cushion and walked to Yan Qing. He rolled his eyes and asked in a weird tone, "What? Were you kicked out of Yuqing Peak by Senior Brother Xie?"
Yan Qing was concerned about the teacher: "Elder Hengbai, stop rolling your eyes. It will be very embarrassing if your eyeballs can't turn back, just like what happened just now."
Heng Bai's face was distorted, and he said anxiously: "Yan Qing, since you have joined the Wangxue Sect, you must first learn to respect your teacher!"
Yan Qing said sincerely: "Oh, okay."
Heng Bai looked at his stubborn attitude and said, "What's your attitude now? No wonder Senior Brother Xie kicked you out of Yuqing Peak!"
Heng Bai said sternly, "I know you are of humble origin and not very talented. You were able to join Wangxiao Sect only because of Senior Brother Xie's kindness. But I advise you not to push your luck. Since Senior Brother Xie kicked you out of Yuqing Peak, I advise you to keep this marriage a rotten fate!"
Yan Qing respected his teacher and said, "Aren't you tired of standing, elder? Sit down and talk slowly."
Heng Bai wanted to roll his eyes again, but then he thought of what Yan Qing said before, and forced his eyes to roll halfway and then drop down, then he sat down opposite Yan Qing with a blank expression.
Yan Qing stared at him for a long time and laughed: "Elder, you remind me of the maids in the rich and powerful families in the world."
Heng Bai slammed the table and stood up: "Are you kidding me?!"
Yan Qing continued slowly: "And your Senior Brother Xie is the eldest daughter of a wealthy family."
Heng Bai: “…”
Heng Bai's veins were throbbing, and he said grimly, "Yan Qing, are you tired of living?"
Yan Qing: "Don't you think so? Look at your Senior Brother Xie, his status, appearance, and reputation, he is just like a pure and innocent young lady from a golden branch and jade leaf." Then he pointed at himself and said meaningfully: "And I am the son-in-law chosen by your golden branch and jade leaf young lady."
Heng Bai was so shocked that he lost his voice: "..."
Yan Qing was in the Rejuvenation Sect before, and thought he was holding the script of The Return of the Dragon King, but he didn't expect it to be the script of The Son-in-law. Hahaha. It's actually quite fun.
The more he thought about it, the more it made sense: "The eldest daughter of one of the most powerful clans in the world was drugged by me and insisted on taking me to her mansion. Then you, the maids and servants, looked down on me, despised me, and insulted me. But you don't know that, in fact..." He lowered his voice: "I, your son-in-law, am a peerless genius."
Heng Bai: “…” Heng Bai was furious: “Yan Qing!”
Yan Qing dragged Bu Zhi down and dodged the pressure from Heng Bai's anger. He smiled and said, "It's just a joke."
Heng Bai told himself to stay calm, gnashing his teeth as he spoke each word: "Okay, genius. During the sect training in two days, don't be scared by the demons."
Yan Qing looked at Heng Bai's back as he left in anger, pulled at his frustrated wings, smiled, and muttered, "I have never been afraid of a demon in my life."
Generally, only demons are afraid of him.
His soul thread is simply a natural curse.
Whenever I get into a nightmare, I have to think of that devil.
The demon is androgynous and born in chaos, but the two most common forms around him are old men and young women. Even in the long contact with Yan Qing, He has figured out the most suitable role. It is an old woman wearing a silver robe hiding in the mist. Half of her face is white bones, and her red lips are as red as blood. The most unique thing about the demon is his eyes. The purest green color in the world, the vertical green pupils seem to see through the mind, and his face is hideous and gloomy, like a nightmare that cannot be escaped.
Two days later, the sect finally sent the mission.
At the same time, Yan Qing received his first monthly salary. This was one of the most generous sects in the world, and a new outer peak disciple could receive 100 top-grade spirit stones a month.
Bu Zhi was so stunned that he snatched Yan Qing's purse. He bit it piece by piece with his teeth and sighed: "Oh my god, no wonder everyone wants to join the Wang Xi Sect."
Yan Qing is reading the task of the jade slip: In Qingle City outside Nanze Prefecture, a young man from a noble family was killed by his bride on his wedding night. His skin was peeled off and his bones were torn apart, blood splattered on the beams. The bride climbed out the window and left, and her whereabouts were unknown. But her practice of cannibalism confirmed that she was a demon.
For new disciples who join the sect, the first time they come into contact with demons, the tasks they perform will not be too difficult.
Even if the nightmare in the bride's body is fully awakened, she is still a mortal after all.
Yan Qing put the jade slip away, and just treated this mission as a trip down the mountain.
Frustrated, he gritted his teeth until they ached before reluctantly returning the spirit stone to Yan Qing, saying, "Is this the treatment of a son-in-law?"
Yan Qing chuckled: "Do you know what 'son-in-law' means?"
Bu Zhi waved his wings, quite complacently: "Of course I know, I have read many story books, he is a pretty boy."
Yan Qing shook his head in denial: "No, a gigolo is a gigolo, I'm not."
Frustrated: “Ah?”
Yan Qing thought for a moment and said, "Although I have poor cultivation and aptitude, and I have nothing to do all day long, and I only live on the 100 spirit stones issued by the sect every month. But, I am not a gigolo."
Frustrated: "Why?"
Yan Qing: "I have dignity."
Unsuccessful: “…”
Halfway through his walk, Yan Qing met Xi Ze again.
Ze was an inner peak disciple and was not in the same class as him in the Tianjie classroom of Futai Academy.
Yan Ze took the initiative to come over to greet him. When his eyes fell on the jade slip in Yan Qing's hand, he said happily, "Brother Yan Qing, are you also taking on the mission for Qingle City this time?"
Yan Qing nodded and asked in confusion: "Brother Yu Ze, I am a little confused. This Qingle City is a town where mortals live, right? Why did the mission come to Wangxi Sect?"
Nanze smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yan, you don't know that all the towns outside Nanze Province are under the jurisdiction of the nine major sects. And the identity of the deceased this time is a little special. The deceased is a member of the Sun family. The Sun family is a first-class family in Qingle City. One of their ancestors was extremely talented and is now an elder of the Fuhua Sect."
Yan Qing: "The elder of Fuhua Sect?"
Ze nodded and said, "Yes, the Fuhua Sect."
Yan Qing smiled and thought: Then he and Fuhuamen really have a deep connection.
After returning to Yuqing Peak, Yan Qing naturally shared this piece of clothing with Xie Shiyi.
"I came down the mountain this time because the sect required me to do so. It doesn't count as a breach of contract."
Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Do you want to go?"
Yan Qing said firmly: "I want to go."
Xie Shiyi stared at him, his eyes dark and bright, with a faint purple color under the candlelight and snow.
Yan Qing said earnestly: "Thank you, Senior Brother. It is my duty to eliminate demons and defend the Way. I will not refrain from doing good deeds even if they are small."
Xie Shiyi asked calmly: "What is the mission?"
Yan Qing repeated the story: "In Qingle City, there was a bride in her wedding night. The nightmare in her body awakened and killed the groom. This time, our mission is to capture her."
Xie Shiyi didn't even comment on this, he just asked, "What is your current cultivation level?"
Yan Qing said: "Golden elixir..." Yan Qing felt a little ashamed for his neglect of cultivation, and looking into Xie Shiyi's eyes, he added: "Golden elixir is complete."
Xie Shiyi was slightly stunned: "Are you going to have a baby?"
Yan Qing: "Yeah, almost there."
Xie Shiyi frowned almost imperceptibly: "I'll talk to the sect leader for you, this time..."
Yan Qing said without hesitation: "No, I need experience."
Xie Shiyi looked at him, silent for a long time, and said lightly: "I'll go with you."
Yan Qing: “…”
Yan Qing: “?”
Yan Qingren was stunned for a moment, and finally almost burst out laughing: "You will accompany me? Xie Shiyi, you will accompany me to Qingle City to kill this bride?!"
Looking at the entire cultivation world, there are probably not many people who can make Xie Shiyi kill him.
How lucky this human demon is to have the Immortal Alliance leader personally take action.
Seeing him smile like this, Xie Shiyi said in a very cold and distant tone: "This is your experience, I won't show up."
"Oh." Yan Qing had laughed enough and asked a serious question: "Why are you going with me?"
With Xie Shiyi's current identity, if he really appeared in Qingle City, then they would have no chance of training.
"Bride, bride." Yan Qing said, and suddenly a smile appeared in his eyes. He said: "Yaoyao, do you still remember the time we were in Black Water?"
Xie Shiyi looked at him coldly.
Yan Qing swallowed the words on his lips, "How about you play the bride this time, you do it once and I do it once," he coughed lightly, sat up straight and said, "Xie Shiyi, have you ever worn the clothes of an outer disciple of Wangxue Sect?"
Xie Shiyi was speechless. He was the head of Yuqing Peak when he first entered the sect. He was called the chief disciple, but in reality he was incomparably noble. He had never been to Futai Academy, and he probably didn't bother to set foot in the hundreds of outer peaks. Naturally, he didn't start as an outer disciple step by step like Yan Qing.
Yan Qing said firmly again: "Then it's settled! Let's go down the mountain together tomorrow and team up to kill the demons!"
Xie Shiyi smiled lightly, his words full of sarcasm: "Demon seed?"
Yan Qing blinked and said, "Don't you think your Yuqing Peak is very cold? After a hundred years of seclusion, you need to take a break, Immortal Venerable, why don't you go out for a walk?"
Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and looked at his fingertips, the color was indistinguishable in the light and shadow.
On the second day, Yan Qing still moved Xie Shiyi.
In fact, when he saw Xie Shiyi again after a hundred years, he always felt it was unreal.
Xie Shiyi's body seemed to carry the lingering snow and wind of the Xiaoyu Palace for ten thousand years. As his appearance became more and more outstanding, his temperament became colder and colder.
He made Xie Shiyi turn into the girl he was when he was young. On the corridor of Yuqing Peak where snow and plum blossoms fell, the moment Xie Shiyi quietly raised his head, Yan Qing was in a trance for a long time.
Xie Shiyi was holding a wooden sword in his hand, with black hair hanging down to his waist, like a jade tree. The clothes of the outer disciples of Wangxi Sect were simple white and blue, plain and elegant, completely different from the luxurious and cold clothes of Jiaosha Posi, making Xie Shiyi seem like he had stepped down from the altar, not so distant anymore.
The moment he raised his eyes, it seemed as if time had flown back in an instant, and he went back to two hundred years ago, when all the quarrels, separations, and deaths had not yet happened.
Yan Qing laughed and called out softly, "Xie Shiyi."
Shi Cheng's description of Yan Qing is always inseparable from his mood swings and unpredictable moods. He has a strange personality, likes cruelty, and likes to knock on skulls to listen to the sounds.
In fact, Yan Qing didn't like skulls, nor did she like that kind of sound.
It was just that when I first entered the Demon Realm, I sat among the corpses in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, not daring to close my eyes. I tapped the bones with my fingers and found that the sound was soft, and it was very much like the bell under the eaves when I was fifteen years old.
So there were countless sleepless nights.
Yan Qing sat barefoot on the Bone Hill, letting the blood-stained red line between his fingers drag into the wilderness filled with poisonous snakes.
The red clothes were fluttering, the black hair was scattered. The pale index finger tapped the white bones again and again, and the eyelashes drooped, and the sound could be heard to the sky.