Just as Gu Pinglin expected, Yue Songting gave a brief speech, encouraging everyone to practice diligently, and then asked the ceremonial disciples to recite the sect rules one by one. He then told everyone that there would be an entrance competition in half a year, and that would be when everyone's destination would be decided. He also vaguely revealed in his words that he would choose a closed disciple, and the young men and women were very excited to hear this.
On the first day when the new disciples arrived at Lingxin Sect, Yue Songting understood everyone's mood very well and did not make too many arrangements. He asked two senior disciples to take everyone to settle down. Each new disciple could receive three sets of Taoist robes and some daily necessities, all packed in a large bag. As for the accommodation, the male disciples were all in a courtyard, two people lived in one room. The two senior disciples received instructions, announced the rules and left, letting everyone form their own groups, in order to observe the character of these new disciples.
After everyone was almost settled, Gu Pinglin casually asked around and walked into a vacant room. The bedding on the two beds had already been made and was very clean.
"Gu Xiaojiu, what a fate." An acquaintance was lying on one of the beds, his gentle smile was particularly disgusting.
Gu Pinglin didn't say anything. He turned around and walked out. As expected, he found that there was an empty room. There was a bundle on the other bed, pressing down on it an inconspicuous dark purple sword.
Gu Pinglin pursed his lips, walked in, put the bag in his hand on the table, and started packing.
Not long after, a familiar figure appeared at the door.
Gu Pinglin was not surprised and put the wooden basin in the corner.
Duan Qing held the door open with one hand, looked at him for a long while, and said with a smile: "So you like living with me so much, I'm so sorry for the trouble."
Sure enough, this is his room.
Gu Pinglin didn't even raise his head: "I didn't expect you to be so boring."
"Oh? What should I be like?"
What? Gu Pinglin couldn't help but pause. After fighting for many years, he had the impression that Duan Qingming was a cold-blooded genius who was arrogant, conceited, scheming, and extremely lonely. He played with the four major sects in order to win a match with him. The four major sects were greatly weakened, and in the end they were grateful to him, the culprit. Except for the opponent and the woman, there was nothing that Duan Qingming cared about. If he was interested, he could use everyone as a chess piece, whether it was the master or the Duan family.
The Duan Qingming in front of me is still only good at playing around with small things, but who knows what will happen in a few years...
Gu Pinglin collected his thoughts and asked, "What happened to those eyes?"
"What do you guess?" Duan Qingming walked in and sat directly on his bed.
Gu Pinglin was very familiar with this man's mysophobia. He was a little surprised to see this, but he didn't care: "You did it."
"oh?"
"That maid didn't commit suicide."
"She committed suicide."
“You’re a pusher.”
"If you plot against me, you must be aware of the price you have to pay," Duan Qingming lay back, leaning against the headboard and smiling, "She should have committed suicide to keep her mouth shut, but people are always foolish and cherish their lives. When the time came, she regretted it and didn't want to die. She even wanted to testify for me. I just made the decision for her so that my guilt could be proven."
When his guess was confirmed, Gu Pinglin felt a chill in his heart.
He really did it on purpose.
His wisdom was so great that he was too proud of himself, and his extreme emptiness made him obsessed with the pursuit of excitement, even if it was only for a moment. How could such a person stay in the small Duan family and be entangled in worldly affairs all his life
He got bored and lost interest.
Leaving the Duan family, this is the reason why he "fell into a trap". Madam Qi plotted against him, how could she know that he was the one who really designed it? Even in the previous life... without my reminder, he might not have gone with the flow.
So, the maid committed suicide.
Gu Pinglin was silent for a moment: "Since she is willing to testify for you, she must have repented. Why should you..."
Halfway through his words, he met two half-smiling gazes.
I actually tried to persuade this monster? Gu Pinglin suddenly came to his senses and stopped talking: "If you don't want to stay in the Duan family, you should go to the Xuanming Sect."
Duan Qingming raised his eyebrows: "Wouldn't it make the Qi family happier if I joined this second-rate sect?"
Gu Pinglin said calmly: "You are already a disciple of this second-rate sect."
"It was originally a second-rate sect. Why, you don't want to admit it?" Duan Qingming glanced at him. "Lingxin Sect is just the starting point for you and me to embark on the path of Taoism, Gu Xiaojiu. The path of Taoism is about transcendence, the pursuit of a higher realm, and moving forward. Nothing is worth stopping at or looking back, including the starting point. And Lingxin Sect's skills will be surpassed by me sooner or later."
"It leads you to the path, and it deserves respect."
"There are tens of millions of sects in the world that can lead me to the path of Taoism. Do you want me to respect just one sect?"
If even a little bit of his talent is revealed, even big sects like Xuanming Sect would be vying for him.
Gu Pinglin knew very well that this man was ruthless and ungrateful, and instantly felt a murderous intent. He began to doubt whether he should give up the idea of competing with him and kill him while he was still underdeveloped.
Duan Qingming stood up and walked in front of him, patting his shoulder gently: "You can't beat me, Gu Xiaojiu, don't think about those useless things."
He was right. Not to mention that Gu Pinglin didn't have the ability to kill him now, even if he did, he couldn't do such a thing. Gu Pinglin shook his head, his killing intent completely suppressed: "If you look down on the Lingxin Sect, you can go to other sects."
"No," Duan Qingming said viciously, "How about I become the last disciple of that old man Yue?"
Want to irritate himself? Gu Pinglin laughed instead: "Duan Qingming, you are so disgusting."
"I like the way you suppress your anger," Duan Qingming said calmly, "I didn't expect you to be so protective of Lingxin Sect after only one day in the sect. It seems that it's easy to make you develop feelings for it."
Gu Pinglin said directly: "It's a boring test."
Duan Qingming smiled and nodded when he heard this: "After meeting you, I felt that my life was too boring before. Strangely, I seemed to have known you for a long time."
"Oh?" Gu Pinglin was startled, and observed calmly, making sure that the puzzled look on his face was not fake, then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief - he was reborn because of his obsession, and he had completely defeated himself in his previous life, so it was impossible for him to have any obsession.
Gu Pinglin withdrew his gaze without leaving a trace, took out the teacup and placed it on the table: "Should I say I am honored."
Duan Qingming said: "You are too heartless. I wrote to you in person, but you asked someone else to reply to me."
Gu Pinglin remained calm: "Your letter is from good intentions?"
Duan Qingming sat down across the table: "Hey, you misunderstood me."
Gu Pinglin glanced at him.
As expected, the sincerity on his face immediately disappeared. Duan Qingming smiled and said, "You handled it well, didn't you? It's exciting to play like this, and you can't get hurt. I'm not interested in others."
What do you mean by indestructible? Gu Pinglin raised his foot and kicked the table.
Duan Qingming was quick to move his palm and pressed down, and the table remained motionless.
This result was normal. Gu Pinglin was young and had never cultivated Qi, so he naturally couldn't get the upper hand. His attack was unsuccessful, so he didn't continue. He just picked up the wooden basin and walked out.
"Hey, are you angry?" Duan Qingming picked up his teacup.
"What do you think?" Gu Pinglin had already walked to the door. He turned back and said with a half-smile, "But you're really too noisy."
All the new disciples have been settled in and are getting along well with each other. Some have gone out in groups to familiarize themselves with the environment, while many have stayed to clean the rooms. There is a well in the yard, and the well is surrounded by people fetching water. The scene is extremely similar to that in the previous life.
The only thing wrong was the accident in the room.
Duan Qingming, who was supposed to join the Xuanming Sect, joined the Lingxin Sect. How will things change
Gu Pinglin felt inexplicably uneasy and returned to the room carrying a basin of water.
Duan Qingming was already lying on his bed, his bag casually thrown on the table, his bundle not packed up, and the famous sword lying across his legs.
Gu Pinglin frowned when he saw this.
Duan Qingming noticed his gaze and asked, "How about this sword?"
"Good sword." Gu Pinglin commented truthfully and frowned again.
"It's just an artifact, how can you be so distressed about it?" Duan Qingming laughed, and lightly lifted his leg, and the sword flew towards Gu Pinglin, "If you want to see it, take it and have a look."
The incident happened suddenly, but Gu Pinglin calmly turned sideways and reached out to catch the sword accurately.
Duan Qingming said: "Your skills are better than I thought."
"There are many things you haven't thought of." Gu Pinglin was not polite either. He looked down at the sword in his hand, feeling a complicated feeling in his heart. In the previous life, the two of them had fought openly and secretly for many years. He was very familiar with this peerless sword, but he didn't expect to have the chance to get it.
The dark purple scabbard was carved with simple decorative patterns, and there was vaguely an ancient Chinese character "Duan". The style was ordinary, and there was no sense of sharpness at all. The plain scabbard even gave people an illusion of intimacy.
The sword was drawn out, and in an instant, a cold light flashed.
Even though Gu Pinglin was prepared and turned his face slightly, he was still dazzled and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
The sword is like the man.
The sword body was also purple, slightly lighter than the scabbard, and the sharp edge was exactly the same as in memory.
Unexpectedly, in the dazzling cold light, there was a hint of imperceptible warm red luster flowing, blending the cold and warm colors together. Just looking at it for a moment would make you feel it was extremely magnificent.
Gu Pinglin put two fingers together and gently stroked the sword.
Surprisingly, there is a hint of warmth.
Gu Pinglin was secretly surprised and found it funny.
Just as Duan Qingming said, compared to other swords, this sword is not particularly powerful. Although the material is precious, it is not rare. Thinking back to when this sword became famous along with Duan Qingming, I never dared to look down on it, and I never expected its true appearance to be like this.
The sword was originally nameless, but it was named after the person who gave it that name. As expected, I became obsessed with it.
"So that's how it is." Gu Pinglin stroked the sword and sighed. The sword light reflected on his handsome face, alternating between purple and red, making his originally feminine face look exceptionally charming.
Duan Qingming said casually: "Why, you like it? It's okay to give it to you."
"Give it to me?" Gu Pinglin was really surprised. This sword was the one he carried with him in his previous life and he never changed it. "You want to give me this Gu Ying Sword?"
That's ridiculous.
Not only did Duan Qingming join the Lingxin Sect, he even wanted to give his beloved sword away to someone else
Gu Pinglin was in disbelief, Duan Qingming was also surprised: "Gu Ying Sword?"
Gu Pinglin sensed something was wrong: "What? Isn't it called Gu Ying Sword?"
Duan Qingming half-raised himself, looked at him thoughtfully for a long while, and suddenly laughed: "Yes, it's called Gu Ying Sword."