Shou Shanju
The dark copper door opened, and a long-lost light was finally seen in the dark prison, reflecting on his handsome and pale face.
Qiu Yuansheng stared at the elders and the top disciples of Danfeng who came in in order, with a calm expression.
"Yuansheng," the leader of the elder looked serious and slightly angry, "Elder Yan told me a lot, but I don't believe it, I'll listen to your explanation."
"Thank you, Master, no need." Qiu Yuansheng said seriously, "Elder Yan is not a person who is right and wrong, you know, it is Yuansheng who has taught you for many years, and I hope you take care of your health and don't ruin the way for your disciples. Heart."
"What the hell is going on?" The head of Danfeng next to him frowned, "They said that you did what happened at Qingdi Peak back then, how is that possible, you only ascended the mountain from the lower gate for twelve years, and you were still an ordinary person. Your foundation-building disciple, how could you have done these things? If someone wrongs you, we, Danfeng, will make the decision for you.”
"That's right," said another principal, "you were only seven years old when you entered the outer door, and you were extremely strict when you entered the outer door. How could you do such a thing along the way?"
None of them could believe it.
Qiu Yuansheng is the most talented and talented disciple of Danfeng since he ascended the mountain. He can't pick out a single problem in dealing with others. In his hands, Danfeng can be said to be prosperous. Why does he need to go inside and outside the enemy? Which foreign enemy can give him more things and a bigger stage
Qiu Yuansheng smiled and said, "My uncles have won awards, but the things that happened back then are not all, half of them were done by me."
As soon as he said this, the faces of the elders who had taught him grace changed their faces.
Not wanting to have more right and wrong, Qiu Yuansheng explained what happened back then: "I had a strange life back then, when I was first born, I killed my mother, and another plague descended on the city, and was abandoned by the family into the wild. Saved by sacrifice."
"Did he force you?" An elder asked in a deep voice.
"No," Qiu Yuansheng said with a smile, "he only taught me how to plan the overall situation, not any exercises, and he praised me and said, 'Even if it is the great Xuan Wannian, there may not be a few Ah Sheng like this. the monster'."
"That's why you are loyal to him?" the elder who walked at the end asked in a low voice.
"No, he sent me to Kun-Lai early," Qiu Yuansheng said lightly, thinking about the past, "At that time he said, 'My technique is out of date, why don't you go to Kun-Lai to study, so as not to waste your talent, ten Two years later, when you are an adult, you can choose whether to use it for me. Check with your eyes and your heart. If Kun-Lai is worthy, then stay in Kun-Lai. If I am worthy, you will get my inheritance, choose once, and there will be no way out.' "
"So," the leading elder said in a heavy and tired voice, "Do you think Kun-Lai is not worth it?"
"No," Qiu Yuansheng said calmly, "Although Kun-Lai is good, it's a bit dull. Why don't you follow the sacrifice and see how the sky can be turned upside down."
"What happened to Qingdi Peak is what he asked you to do?" The elder's voice was angry, and he couldn't help clenching his fists, "Why did the peak master feel sorry for you back then?"
"Twelve years later, I successfully ascended the mountain. At that time, Dan Peak was still the Dan Vein of Qingdi Peak. The great priest said that he wanted to come to Kun-Lai to have a look, but if the head was there, he would definitely not be able to come." Qiu Yuansheng thought His masterpiece back then couldn't help showing a slight smile, "I didn't feel sorry for me, but as soon as I went to Qingdi Peak, I felt that there are more loopholes than a sieve in this place. If you don't poke it, your hands will itch."
"Crack!" A heavy slap fell on his face, and the elder said angrily, "Just because of this!?? Qingdifeng died so many people back then, just because of your itchy hand? What kind of thing are you? Can you do such a thing with an itchy hand?"
Qiu Yuansheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth at will, and sighed: "I was young at that time, I wanted to find a plan to provoke a conflict between the expedition and the demon clan, I made a random plan, and the great priest, as a human fairy, helped me complete many contacts. Arrange for me, as a teenager in the foundation-building period, to control the life and death of these people in the palm of my hand, is there anything more addictive than this in the world?"
"You are extremely talented, and those elders are more caring for you. When you framed them, didn't you feel any guilt?" The elder next to him said angrily.
"There must have been none at that time," Qiu Yuansheng thought for a while, "My affection is very shallow, and it is because of your trust over the years that I have a little nostalgia for it, so when you ask, I will say it from the beginning to the end. When I was there, I didn't say anything."
Anyway, if he doesn't say it, the young girls will toss him, so it's better not to say it.
"So, we still have to thank you?" When he thought of the proud disciple he cultivated over the years, turned out to be such a white-eyed wolf, the elder was so angry that he almost lost his true anger and took a pill to calm down.
"That's not necessary," Qiu Yuansheng said calmly, "Except for that time, the disciple really liked Kun-Lai and never messed around."
In fact, if he had touched the Internet earlier, he might have stayed in the Great Kun-Lai and would not have done any major things, but in this world, it is probably impossible to do so.
After listening to his words, the expressions of the elders on the opposite side did not look much better, they just said solemnly: "Tomorrow is your public trial, do you know?"
"I know," Qiu Yuansheng nodded, "I will tell my story in front of everyone, so that people won't think I was wronged. It's a little compensation for Dan Feng."
"Do you have anything else to say?" He came in anger, but left with grief. The elder in the lead didn't want to say anything, just asked at the end.
"There is a rabbit with fur in my room. I hope that if I still have ashes to pick up, I can help bury that rabbit with my ashes." Qiu Yuansheng knelt down earnestly, and kowtowed to the elders, "Thank you, everyone. Take care of it for many years.”
It's not too scary to die. I haven't practiced the Three Lives and Three Worlds scriptures. Kun-Lai won't let his soul fly away, but I don't know if I can meet those elders on the Yellow Spring Road, and then I can let them die. Gotta understand.
He is not a person who cherishes his life, whether other people's lives or his own.
"It's so stupid!" An extremely angry elder went up and slapped him fiercely. There were also some big disciples of Danfeng next to them, all of whom looked like their idols had been shattered, until the monks who guarded the mountain residence came in and dragged them one by one. go out.
The bronze door was closed, and the dark cell was calm again.
Qiu Yuansheng touched the dislocated chin, carefully took it back, and sighed softly. It doesn't matter if he was beaten, but it's hard to live without the internet...
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Zhaoyuefeng, the residence of the head
Ji Yunlai also received an invitation for the public trial of Qiu Yuansheng. The matter of Qingdi Peak was completely concluded. Just thinking about the cause and effect of this matter, he also felt that the world couldn't be more sinister, and Kun-Lai still had a long way to go. Way to go.
He is not the 16-year-old self that he was back then, and it is his responsibility to have more than 30,000 cultivators from Kun-Lai up and down.
He couldn't leave Kun-Lai, and not just because of the net.
He felt that in addition to the expedition, it was also very necessary for Kun-Lai disciples to go out and practice alone.
"Xiaoqing." He sat at the stone table of white camellia, raised his head and called to the disciple who was doing his homework seriously.
Xiao Qing, who was wearing a green robe with a white border, said that it was so beautiful that Ji Yunlai made a tick in his heart.
"Master?" Feng Qingxiu looked up at him, her expression serious and upright, as if she was not doing the homework arranged by Master, but making some important decision.
Pretending to be really like, who was the guy who pressed me under him in the Lingtai Demon Temple last night? Thinking of his performance last night, Master tried to see a little fox tail from his eyes.
Feng Qingxiu looked at Master calmly, her eyes were well-behaved and serious, full of admiration, and she couldn't find a single problem.
As expected of my apprentice, Ji Yunlai smiled slightly: "Mingyu is here, you go pick her up."
Daughter and Xiaoqing need to have a good relationship. After all, it won't be long before they will become a family... Seeing Xiaoqing nod and leave, he gracefully picked up the tea bowl that was left unfinished, and took a light sip.
This is the tea that Xiaoqing hasn't finished drinking... The taste is bitter, and when he looked at it, he couldn't help but chuckle.
The tea bowl was filled with white camellia petals, which have the effect of clearing fire, detoxifying, and stopping bleeding. How many nosebleeds did Xiaoqing have to drink this tea early in the morning
He stretched out his hand and handed it out a little bit of spiritual rice, and tapped it on the flower plate that was missing a few pieces of camellia, and said happily, "Thank you for your hard work."
The camellia moved its branches slightly, and the flower tray rubbed flatteringly in his palm.
Soon, Xiaoqing came with Ji Mingyu.
"Father!" Ji Mingyu, dressed in a yellow jacket and skirt, rushed over like a yellow warbler and rushed into his father's arms.
"Mingyu." Ji Yunlai stood up to catch her, and found that her daughter seemed to be growing a little taller. After a few words of comfort, he let her sit down.
Ji Mingyu nodded vigorously, while chatting to his father about all kinds of small things and big things in the next door, for example, the newcomers didn't know her identity, they said she was a vase, and the younger generation of a few elders who knew her identity but didn't tell her secretly talked to her. Competition, and there is a girl who has a lot of whimsy at a young age, wrote a very good book, and became her friend, but she always felt that this friend was a bit strange and so on.
Ji Yunlai listened quietly on the side, and couldn't help but stay for a while until he found that his Dao seed ran silently to Ji Mingyu's table.
Ji Mingyu was also stunned for a moment, and easily picked up the Dao Seed that no one except the Sect Master allowed it to pick up, and asked, "What is this, father?"
"This is..." Dao Seed, Ji Yunlai was about to answer when he saw that Dao Seed instantly immersed in Mingyu's palm and turned into a faint mark, and at the same time, he heard a faint voice like his daughter appearing in his mind.
"The switchboard is connected, the auxiliary system of Mingyu No. 1 is turned on, and the simulation of Taoism in the world of Taoism begins. Please send the simulation command from the switchboard of Mingyu!"
What? Ji Yunlai looked up at Mingyu.
Mingyu looked at the mark on her palm and looked at him innocently: "What's the matter, father?"