Qi Lingshu, after Qi Shenwei, Wufangshan is another kendo genius that is rare in a hundred years. Qi Yin thought that Wu Fangshan must be laughing from ear to ear. After all, something that is rare in a century makes them meet twice.
This person can be called the second Qi Shenwei. When others are still drooling and babbling, he can already recite the entire "Tao Te Ching". , When others were walking and wrestling, he was already flying with his sword. He almost followed Qi Shenwei's path step by step. If it weren't for him being a direct disciple of Qi Shenwei, people would almost suspect that he was the reincarnation of Qi Shenwei. What's even more sad is that these "others" with mediocre and mediocre aptitudes also include Qi Yin, who is still below the middle level.
This kind of person will always live in the legend, just like no one has seen Qi Shenwei, and no one has seen Qi Lingshu. Sword Immortals like them can fly and never have to walk. They are high above the sky and far in the sky, giving ordinary people the opportunity to look up is a special kindness. But there are still some people who are fortunate enough to get a glimpse of it. I heard from a colleague in West Kunlun that the last time Wufang Luo Tian Lun Dao took a long look. He hit the white marble platform in Wufang Hall. He was dressed in plain clothes and white clothes. In the mist and snow, he stood in front of the three thousand disciples of Wufang. His thin and thin back looked like a man made of ice and snow. Son.
I heard that there are girls from Xianshan fighting for him, just to fight for who will bring the lotus seed sparerib soup into the stone room of his retreat. The two young girls scratched at each other, their hair torn like weeds. When he saw it from a distance, he only said one sentence: "Fighting in the same family, breaking the ban on eating and drinking, and sending it to the ordination hall." Occasionally, there will be sisters who have good feelings for each other. Concubine, the two of us are called sisters." Another shyly said, "How can you be so embarrassed? The elder sister is still the main room and the younger sister is the concubine." .
But Qi Yin didn't care about this, he was used to it, he was a weed compared to anyone else, and he would be thankful if everyone didn't step on him. He heard so much talk on the street, he only remembered one sentence - Qi Lingshu was brought up by Qi Shenwei.
"Sorry, little junior brother, I didn't mention this to you," Yun Zhi patted Qi Yin's shoulder in the inn, "mainly because I was afraid that you would be ashamed and would not come on impulse."
Qi Yin glanced at him resentfully, "I won't meet him on the mountain, right?"
"No, no," Yun Zhi made a promise, "that kid is very busy, slaying demons and slaying demons all day long, flying around. This time it is estimated that he will fight, and he will not come across. Besides, what are you cowardly? Isn't this a stupid junior brother? You are the precious brother of the demon co-owner, if you don't like that kid, ask your brother to be him."
Fu Lan drew his sword blankly and asked, "Are you going to fight?"
Qi Yin grabbed his face and sighed, put Fu Lan's broken iron sword back in its scabbard, and pulled him back to the room.
In the early morning of the next day, the group of them had nowhere to go with their swords. Looking down from the sky, the peaks are covered with snow, and the mountains are covered with white caps. The pavilions and palaces are scattered among the mountains, and the waterfalls and rapids fall straight into the boundless abyss. When they reached the mountain gate, they could no longer use their swords. They lined up on the narrow mountain road to enter the mountain, and there was a steep cliff a few steps ahead. Qi Yin leaned on the bushes and probed his head to look down. Occasionally, the wind came to fill the mountains, the pines at the foot of the cliff swayed and smashed, and there was a rustling noise. The sea of clouds is still the clear white snow.
Looking up at the sky, the spiritual formation in the sky slowly revolves around the dim North Star, and thin fluorescent lines streak across the dome. That is the Wufang Hushan Great Formation. It is said that when foreign enemies invade, it can be converted into a killing formation, and the entire Wufang Mountain is used as the formation to kill the enemy.
This motherfucker is Xianshan, Qi Yin looked around and couldn't help sighing very much. Feng Huanshan is incomparable to Wu Fang, just like a beggar uncle on the side of the road and a fairy living in seclusion in the mountains.
What can his father do in such a place? Not dying, not living, and not keeping everything together are the thousand-year-old ginseng used by the Xianshan family to survive. This place doesn't look like a phoenix, the weeds are full of rotten stalks, and there must be spiritual herbs everywhere. Feng Huan and Wu Fangbi are together, no matter how you look at it, Feng Huanshan's gang of scumbags are more malicious.
But that's not the point, the point is that the scene in front of you is awkward. It wasn't obvious in the town yesterday, but now that I'm on the mountain, Feng Huanshan's gang of patchy beggars crowded among the immortal disciples fluttering in white clothes. Into the messy pheasants.
In particular, Qi Yin was carrying a large iron pot behind his back, while Fu Lan was carrying a full-length back basket. The few senior brothers in front of them, some had a scratch on the back of their necks, and some had a big fan with holes in their collars, so they were about to sit down and pick their feet in public.
"Look at the one who carried the blame, what kind of costume is that?" The other immortals sneered behind their backs, "Oh, I see, it's the tortoise back armor specially made by Fenghuan, the monsters will drill into it when they come, haha. Ha ha!"
"The one with the basket is so handsome," a girl whispered, "it's just a little dirty, did it come from the col?"
"What do you know, it's called Tu Jun! This is their characteristic of Feng Huan."
Disgraceful to grandma's house! Qi Yin simply wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. But he was too embarrassed to tell Fu Lan that we should throw the pot away. After all, people bring the pot to cook to feed him and Cat Master.
Wufang disciples came to receive and lead the way. A few white and tender young students, dressed in white and carrying long swords, did not laugh when they saw the virtues of Qi Yin and Fu Lan, and kept a serious and respectful salute. "Several uncles are exhausted by boats and cars, please come here."
There are many people in Wufang Mountain, the master accepts apprentices, the apprentices accept apprentices, and there are many generations. They have few people, and they all think they are apprentices under the Qing-style old men, but they take advantage of their seniority. In fact, everyone is about the same age, and the call of Uncle Shi was just polite. Qi Yin just wanted to return the salute, and Fu Lan bowed beside him, "Thank you, nephew."
The smiles of the little students froze for a while, and Qi Yin hurriedly pulled Fu Lan behind him, and politely apologized: "My brother is ignorant, don't blame them, don't blame them." Then she turned her face to the side and whispered to Fu Lan, "I can't. If you call people nephew, you have to call them senior."
Fu Lan looked at him in confusion and pointed to Yunzhi's side.
Qi Yin looked over, and Yun Zhi was standing over there with Zhao Ran, whom he met at Yao's house. Zhao Ran folded his sleeves and bowed, and Yun Zhi just stood there like that, receiving his salute, waiting for him to straighten up, patted his fair face again, and said with a smile, "Eldest nephew, long time no see. Hey, how are you doing?"
Ye Qingming, who was disrespectful to the old, stood beside him picking his teeth, and he didn't care about his nephew's rogue virtue, even though his own virtue was rogue enough... Zhao Ran smiled unchanged, nodded and said ok. Yun Zhi passed his hands behind his back, Liu Bai patted Zhao Ran's shoulder again, and shouted "eldest nephew" with a smile, followed by Sang Ruo holding Sang Ya, and Sang Ya squeezed Zhao Ran's smiling face, crisply Said: "Big nephew!"
Feng Huanshan passed by, and everyone called Zhaoran "eldest nephew". There was a lot of discussion in the crowd behind, and Qi Yin heard someone say "shameless" and "shameless". Fu Lan didn't know what was on his face, and his expression was calm. Qi Yin was already numb. She didn't learn swordsmanship well in Fenghuan Mountain, and her face was as thick as a city wall. His brothers and sisters didn't care, and swaggered into the mountain gate. Qi Yin and Fu Lan passed by Zhao Ran, Zhao Ran and them also greeted each other, Qi Yin changed a little face, that's all, this guy didn't recognize Fu Lan. It's been so long, I forgot.
Qi Yin hesitated for a few moments, then bowed to Zhao Ran and said, "This senior brother, who has recently cultivated Taoism, admires Elder Wufang Yuanwei very much. Originally, he came here to make friends with Taoist Qi Yin, the son of Elder Yuanwei. , but I heard yesterday that he has fled the mountain, is this true?"
Zhao Ran's smile froze, and nodded: "Not bad."
"Being abruptly, can you ask more about why he fled the mountain?"
The smile in Zhao Ran's eyes faded a little, and she put her hand inside and said, "It's probably because you can't bear the hard work in the mountains. The uncle came here for the first time, and Zhao Ran led the way for the uncle."
This fellow was so secretive that Qi Yin didn't ask much. Taking a step to leave, Zhao Ran smiled sweetly again and said, "There is no way to ban food and drink, and please abide by the precepts."
Qi Yin was stunned for a moment, remembering the pot behind him, and smiled, "You mean this pot? I misunderstood and misunderstood, this is our Fenghuan's special tortoise back armor. The monster came and drilled into it, very useful. "
Zhao Ran's smile froze completely, Qi Yin patted him on the shoulder, and followed everyone inside. After passing the hanging flower gate, the corridors twist and turn around, and snow falls all over the courtyard. After walking around for a long time, they arrived at the bottom. Looking up, the word "empty valley" was engraved under the eaves, which was the small courtyard where they had returned to the mountain.
There are many people in Wufang Mountain. Although he is rich, he can't bear the place is so big and the house is tight. Anyway, in Feng, two people can share a room, each person has a bed. Ye Qingming was of high seniority. He was alone in a room. The others had a room for men and a room for women. Qi Yin and a group of senior brothers entered the room to clean up the courtyard and tidy up the mattresses. Everyone divided their positions, Fu Lan slept against the wall, and Qi Yin slept next to Fu Lan. The reason for this split was that Fu Lan was suspected of having broken sleeves, and everyone except Qi Yin was unwilling to sleep with him.
Zhao Ran led the disciple to bring the clothes, all white silk clothes, thin and slippery. After everyone thanked them, Yunzhi jumped off the bed, hooked Zhaoran's neck and said, "Eldest nephew, I want to ask you something. What happened to the Qi Yin who was back to the mountain with you last time? Run away?"
Qi Yin was stunned for a moment, Yun Zhi looked sideways, smiled and made a "no thanks" mouth.
Zhao Ran showed an embarrassed look, Yun Zhi waved his hand, and said, "Don't try to confuse me with the ascetic cultivation in the mountains, that kid's parents have both died, and cultivating immortals is the best way out. Let's talk about it, you Wufangshan have always been bright and upright, What's wrong with you?"
"We are naturally bright and upright, and it's shameful that no one is that bastard Qi Yin." Someone behind Zhao Ran couldn't bear it, and finally opened his mouth, the person saluted, and said, "Under Zhaoming, Senior Brother Zhaoran, just say it, It's not us who are embarrassed anyway."
Zhao Ran sighed and said, "Little friend Qi Yin stole the clothes of the little uncle while he was bathing in Jingquan."
"Little Martial Uncle?" Feng Huanshan and the others were dumbfounded, and Yun knew, "Wouldn't it be Qi Lingshu?"
"Exactly."
Qi Yin's eyes darkened. What the hell is this? It's not right, he remembered that Yao Xiaoshan liked girls, when did he have the habit of breaking his sleeves? Stealing other people's clothes while they were taking a bath, this fellow thought he was a Cowherd and Qi Lingshu was a Weaver Girl
Zhao Ming was indignant and said, "That kid Qi Yin doesn't urinate to follow his own bad behavior, he looks like a pig, and he dares to think about our little uncle! The matter was exposed, he fled overnight, and we went to his dormitory. Arrest him to go to the ordination hall, only to find that the building is already empty!"
Zhao Ran frowned, "Junior brother, you are being rude."
"It was originally!" Zhaoming said angrily, "I think that this servant must have inherited his mother's fox-like heart. It is shameless to be a mother to seduce Elder Qi, and a son to seduce Junior Uncle!"
Qi Yin didn't say anything, just remained silent. A pair of warm hands stretched out behind him and covered his ears. He heard Fu Lan say softly, "Xiao Yin, don't listen."
Zhaoming said it was enjoyable, and suddenly found that the whole place was silent, and the beggar brothers in Fenghuan Mountain stopped picking their feet, and slowly pulled out their swords to wipe them. wandering. Zhao Ming felt an invisible murderous aura, and turned his head uneasily, just as he saw a black cat squatting on the coffee table at some point, his green eyes wandering like a ghost, looking at him maliciously. He didn't know which part of Feng Huanshan he had offended. This pheasant mountain has always been known for producing lunatic hooligans. He had heard that Elder Yuanwei and the head of Feng Huanshan were friends, and he took that as a joke.
Zhao Ran consciously made a mistake in her words and deeds, and smiled apologetically and pulled him to bow and retire. The door slammed shut tightly, and the brothers put away their swords and patted Qi Yin on the shoulder to express their comfort. Qi Yin forced a smile, said it was all right, and poured a cup of tea.
Liu Bai said from behind: "Qi Lingshu is the top card of the Fairy Mountain Qiao Langjun Gold List. Your cousin is very good at breaking his sleeves."
Qi Yin: "..."
What kind of pheasant ranking is this, Qi Yin is speechless.
"It's alright, soon the top card will be replaced by a stupid junior brother. Look at it, just with the appearance of our stupid junior brother, we will definitely kill that child Qi Lingshu under the horse!" You senior brother said.
Qi Yin looked at Fu Lan who was unresponsive, and said, "Are you so confident?"
"Nonsense," Liu Baichong winked at him, "because this ranking list was written by your brother and me."
Absolutely, these shameless people. Qi Yin supported his forehead.
"Okay, okay," Yun Zhi said in a leisurely voice, "Hurry up and try on the clothes, if they don't fit, I'll take them to nephew Zhaoran and let them change them."
After listening to the words, everyone got up and changed their clothes. Qi Yin and Fu Lan took off their ramie pants, revealing the red silk pants inside. The big pants were bright red and very festive. Yun Zhi saw it and asked in surprise, "Why are you two wearing red pants?"
"We both carry our backs like this, wearing red to turn around." Qi Yin said.
"No," Yun knew, "I'm asking, why do you two wear the same pants?"
"We use one piece of cloth to cut it," Qi Yin looked at him inexplicably, "Who pays two pieces of cloth to cut pants?"
Fu Lan also slipped on his clothes and looked at him blankly.
Everyone was silent for a while, laughing wildly. Yun Zhi laughed so hard that he couldn't stand upright, and said, "You two broke your sleeves and didn't run away, I'm sorry, I'll smile first!"
Qi Yin was so angry that his eyes darkened, he threw his clothes and trousers and ran over to beat him. The other brothers rushed up and pressed Qi Yin to the bed. Fu Lan held the middle single belt in a daze, not knowing whether to change clothes first or go over to help first. There was a lot of heat, and Qi Yin was pressed to the bottom and screamed. Fu Lan stayed for a while and gave up the plan to help. They were noisy like a nest of roosters, and Fu Lan turned her head to look at the Linghuaxuan window in the noise.