After not seeing him for many years, Jie Zizhuo is still dressed in black, but his behavior has matured a lot.
As soon as Luo Jianqing came to Haoming Peak, he honestly saluted, and respectfully called out to the big brother. Seeing this, Luo Jianqing was very surprised, he looked up and down his fourth junior brother, who had never been in a good mood, and finally smiled: "Why, have you been reprimanded by Guangling Ziji, so you are so obedient today? "
Jie Zizhuo's face darkened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said angrily, "Why did Master reprimand me today?"
Luo Jianqing raised his eyebrows and said, "Really?"
Jie Zizhuo spread his hands: "He dislikes me every day, okay?"
Luo Jianqing: "..."
While the two were talking, they walked to Xie Zizhuo's residence. There are nearly 100 disciples from the outer sect and dozens of disciples from the inner sect on Haoming Peak. Along the way, many junior brothers and sisters greeted the two of them. When they arrived at the residence of Jie Zizhuo, Luo Jianqing had already figured out the general situation.
Five years ago, when Li Xiuchen returned from Liuyan Valley, Venerable Guanglingzi personally summoned him.
Although Venerable Guanglingzi did not understand why this kid with no roots and four levels of qi refining was able to obtain so many flame fruits, this did not prevent Li Xiuchen from growing a face for Mount Taihua and at the same time giving him Guanglingzi growth. Face. So, regardless of Jie Zizhuo's temper, Venerable Guanglingzi waved his sleeves and transferred Li Xiuchen from the outer sect disciple back to the inner sect, and reprimanded Xie Zizhuo for this.
"You are their senior brother, how can you treat your own junior brother harshly? I have ordered Elder Wang to heal your junior brother. When his body recovers, you will teach him to cultivate. Do you hear me?"
Jie Zizhuo wanted to cry without tears.
Fortunately, Li Xiuchen didn't like Jie Zizhuo either, so he seldom went to find Jie Zizhuo, otherwise Luo Jianqing would have no doubt that his fourth junior brother would be driven crazy by Li Xiuchen sooner or later, and he even wanted to slash this kid with a thousand cuts.
Jie Zizhuo said: "Senior brother, I really don't understand, I really don't understand! I have never seen a cultivator in this world who has no roots, yet he can still cultivate qi in just seven years. Ninth floor! He's about to build a foundation, brother! Is this reasonable? It's totally unreasonable! I was only at the early stage of foundation building at his age, and he has yet to break through the middle stage, yet he is actually about to build a foundation!"
Luo Jianqing said with a righteous look on his face: "Junior Brother, maybe we really got it wrong. He is a genius who is seen once in a thousand years? Even if he has no roots, he can absorb the spiritual energy of the world and cultivate very quickly?"
Jie Zizhuo: "..."
After a while, Jie Zizhuo went down and whispered, "Senior brother, since the last sect competition, you seem to have changed your mind about this Li Xiuchen. Originally, I thought you were the same as me. A boy who doesn't keep his feet on the ground by luck, but it seems... that's not what you think."
After hearing this, Luo Jianqing's footsteps suddenly stopped, and Jie Ziyan looked back at him.
I saw Luo Jianqing smiling indifferently, her black hair fluttering in the wind, her voice was gentle, but her words were as cold as hell: "Junior brother, where did you see that I am arrogant, arrogant, ignorant A respectable, arrogant and stupid boy, do you have a little affection?"
Jie Zizhuo was stunned for a while, and after a while, he covered his stomach and laughed.
After entering Zizhuo's house, Luo Jianqing talked a little about his own affairs in the past few years, and took Mo Qiu in one stroke. Jie Zizhuo nodded lightly, and explained everything about Taihua Mountain in the past few years when Luo Jianqing was away. At the end, he suddenly asked curiously: "Senior brother, shouldn't you ask Second Senior Brother about this kind of thing? He is more familiar with the internal affairs of Mount Taihua than I am, and if you ask him, he must know everything and say everything."
Luo Jianqing touched the teacup's finger and paused slightly, then he raised his head and smiled and said, "Isn't the second junior brother busy with cultivation, so I came to find you."
Jie Zizhuo: "...Senior brother, I'm actually very busy cultivating."
Luo Jian smiled lightly.
When Luo Jianqing was about to leave, Jie Zizhuo said solemnly: "In a year and a half later, Li Xiuchen may not break through the Qi refining period, then with his ninth-level Qi refining level, he may have to achieve the same goal again. First place. Senior brother, when I think of this, I'm really unhappy."
Luo Jianqing said with a straight face: "Junior brother, the belly should be bigger, bigger."
Xie Zizhuo was speechless and said, "Okay, okay, I'll ignore this inexplicable guy. I'll talk about the little junior sister. Brother, the junior sister has liked you for so many years, she must be you, if it is true in the future I can't form a Taoist partner with you... I can't imagine what that would be like."
The smile on Luo Jianqing's face slowly faded away. After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "I will go to the younger sister and talk to her again."
The two said their goodbyes at Haoming Peak.
Luo Jianqing didn't stop, he flew straight to Qinglan Peak. Qinglan Peak is mainly based on alchemy, and there are many female disciples on the mountain gate. Luo Jianqing just arrived at Qinglan Peak, and a female disciple said happily, "Elder brother is here, our senior sister must be in a good mood today, go and tell senior sister."
Luo Jianqing smiled helplessly.
After a while, Mu Tianxin, who was dressed in red, ran over.
As soon as they met, without saying a word, Mu Tianxin directly stuffed a few jade bottles into Luo Jianqing's arms and complained: "Elder brother, you left in a hurry three months ago, I just gave you After collecting the medicine, I heard from the master that you have returned to Yuxiao Peak. Your injury is not serious. I have only refined these medicine pills in the past few months. Although they are not as good as those made by the master and the elders, but It can also help you adjust your body, and I am planning to send it to you in two days."
The last time I came to Qinglan Peak, I was in a hurry. At that time, Luo Jianqing was also anxious to clear up the relationship with Xuan Lingzi, so he didn't talk much to Mu Tianxin. This time, he looked down at his junior sister, and suddenly found that, at some point, this girl who always likes to tie her hair in two bundles actually put her hair down.
The three thousand blue silks swayed due to the wind, and the setting sun shone on this bright and flamboyant face. No one can deny that among the Seven Sons of Taihua, Mu Tianxin is the little goddess of many brothers and sisters in Taihua Mountain.
Although Mu Tianxin has a hot personality and is a bit arrogant, compared with the cold third senior sister Wei Qiongyin, these are all cute little girls, and many disciples are tempted.
At this time in his last life, Luo Jianqing had never seen his little junior sister.
Junior Sister has been in retreat for ten years, a full ten years, from the early stage of Jindan to retreat, and only came out in the middle stage of Jindan.
When Mu Tianxin came out, she never wore red clothes again, and wore black robes all day, without too many smiles on her face, and gradually distanced herself from Luo Jianqing. It wasn't until after being rescued by Li Xiuchen repeatedly and twice that Mu Tianxin officially started dating with Li Xiuchen, but he no longer laughed and talked as much as before.
Seemingly seeing Luo Jianqing's scrutinizing eyes, Mu Tianxin's fingers climbed up his hair, constantly fiddling to hide his throbbing mood. She whispered: "Fourth Senior Brother said that girls should be more gentle, so that more men will like them. Maybe... Senior Brother, you also like this type of girl."
"No." Luo Jianqing smiled softly. He reached out and took out two small and delicate streamer vermilion ribbons.
When these two hairbands appeared in the air, they immediately took away the color of the haze in the sky and burst into a crystal clear light, which Mutian couldn't put it down.
As soon as he snatched the thing, Mu Tianxin realized that it was wrong, and quickly put it back into Luo Jianqing's hands: "Senior brother, I just... snatched it by accident, I'm not such a willful person."
Luo Jianqing smiled and said: "My little junior sister, even if it is willful, others must bear it, and no criticism is allowed."
While talking, Luo Jianqing walked up to Mu Tianxin's back and pulled up the blue silk she put down. He gently wrapped the shiny black hair in the palm of his hand, combed it carefully, and then tied the streamer vermilion ribbon on it. Tied on one side and tied on the other side, Luo Jianqing's hand is not a coincidence, but this hairband is too magnificent, which complements Mu Tianxin's beautiful and dazzling face.
Mu Tianxin touched the two hair bands and couldn't help but say, "Senior brother... Do you really like me like that?"
Luo Jianqing slowly restrained his smile and said seriously: "You will always be my junior sister."
Mu Tianxin's body suddenly froze.
This time, she heard the unshakable firmness from Luo Jianqing's words. She hardly dared to look up to see the other party's expression, but she heard a gentle laughter softly sounded, the voice was as clear and moving as in the past decades, she heard Luo Jianqing say: "Junior sister, this is For once, I have to tell you that I really have someone I like, and... he likes me too. It's a very torturous thing to like, I used to think like you, I like him is my thing , if he is unwilling to accept it, then I will continue my liking, even if this liking blows me away, I still like it."
Mu Tianxin squeezed his hairband tightly.
Luo Jianqing said: "Junior sister, you tell me not to lie, it will hurt your heart. But for me, if I just refuse to stop your thoughts and give you a glimmer of hope, then It really broke your heart, and I am no longer qualified to be your senior brother."
Mu Tianxin lowered his head a little further.
Luo Jianqing said: "So today, Junior Sister, I want to tell you that I have received what you like, but in this life, I am not destined to be your sweetheart. The life of a mortal is only a hundred years old, and the life of a cultivator is long enough to make People are tired, I can be your senior brother, I can hold your hand for a while, but I will not hold you forever."
Between the mountain peaks, the wind blows, stirring up Ye Hai's waves.
After a long time, Mu Tianxin asked in a hoarse voice: "What kind of person is she, did you meet me outside this time? Does she look better than me? Is she gentler than me, isn't she? Care more about you than I… care about you more than me?"
Luo Jianqing was stunned when he heard the words, knowing that his junior sister had misunderstood, but he did not point it out, but replied: "I think, he is not as good-looking as you, and he is not as gentle as you, but he cares about me very much. She cares about me very much. My junior sister is the most beautiful and beautiful red flower on Mount Taihua. There is no man in the world who can bully her.
Mu Tianxin lowered his head and was silent for a long time, his shoulders shook slightly, Luo Jianqing kept looking down at him with gentle and tolerant eyes.
After a while, Mu Tianxin burst into tears, she suddenly stepped forward and hugged Luo Jianqing, she hugged her tightly, as if she wanted to remember this hug and this temperature, death. Neither would let go.
Luo Jianqing let her hold it and felt that his shoulders were getting wet.
That kind of wailing reverberated all over the Qinglan Peak Mountain Road. The little junior sister, who had a very high temperament and cared about her image very much, no longer cared about the eyes of the disciples next to her. She cried unrestrainedly and with all her heart, as if she wanted to release the past forty years. Years of admiration, all the likes will flow with tears.
When the sun went down, Mu Tianxin's cry slowly subsided, she let go of Luo Jianqing's body, and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior brother, this is the first and last time... You kiss me, okay?"
As he said that, Mu Tianxin raised a small face with pear flowers and rain, his eyes had already turned into red peaches from crying, and he looked pitiful.
However, in the face of this rare and vulnerable little junior sister in his own family, Luo Jianqing shook his head and smiled: "Sister, I like him, I won't kiss you, because you are my junior sister, and I already have it in my heart. he."
As soon as these words landed, Mu Tianxin snorted, raised his chin, and said nonchalantly, "Hmph, that's right, this is my senior brother. That woman is so happy, she's mad at me. If she wants to marry me in Taihua Mountain, she must first pass the level of my Mutianxin! Senior brother, let me tell you, if you want to marry that person, I will prepare a big gift for you, but The premise of the gift is... she wants to beat me!"
Luo Jianqing was happy when he heard the words, and joked: "Are you sure... Really want him to beat you?"
Mu Tianxin said arrogantly: "That is! Who am I? I am Qinglanfeng Mu Tianxin! If she dares to touch a hair on me, I will let my master beat her!"
After the two said a few more words, Mu Tianxin raised his chin proudly, turned around and left. Except for the tears that were not wiped clean on that beautiful face, except for the red and swollen eyes, everything else was the same as usual, she was still the proud Qinglanfeng Mutianxin.
However, when Mu Tianxin walked to the end of the mountain path, she suddenly stopped and did not look back, but asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, we went to the Monster Beast Garden on Yu Beast Peak 35 years ago to play together. , that day we forgot the time, the sky darkened, and the monsters all screamed. At that time, you hugged me, let me not be afraid, and said that you will protect me for the rest of your life. Senior brother... do you remember?"
Luo gradually lowered his eyes and whispered, "I remember."
Mu Tianxin's back froze.
Luo Jianqing closed his eyes and smiled lightly: "My little junior sister, how can people be bullied? If anyone dares to commit a crime, they must step on the body of senior brother. I never dare to forget this matter... identity."
Mu Tianxin stood at the end of the mountain road for a long time, then suddenly tapped on his toes and flew away. She was like a burning fire, quickly rushed into the green hills and green trees, walked very decisively, without even the slightest hesitation, and instantly disappeared in front of Luo Jianqing.
Some things must be stopped early, long pain is worse than short pain after all.
Staring at the green and green Qinglan Peak for a long time, Luo Jianqing sighed softly and turned to leave.
There is still more than a year left before the sect competition among the disciples of the Seven Peaks. He had provoked Xuan Lingzi before, saying what would happen if he lost. However, Xuan Lingzi was probably dizzy at that time, and he didn't expect that he was already at the Nascent Soul stage. In the entire disciple generation, only Luo Jianqing has a Nascent Soul stage, unless someone challenges him, he is the worthy number one.
However, even if Luo Jianqing at this moment stood in front of the younger generation of the entire Taihua Mountain, and even became one of the top few peerless geniuses in the entire Xuantian Continent, his goal has always been more than that.
His goal has always been to surpass that person. That person is in the spirit transformation stage, then he will become the spirit transformation stage!
On the way back from Qinglan Peak to Yuxiao Peak, Luo Jianqing had already thought about how to practice in the next year. He would go to Wan Beast Mountain in the last few months, to exercise his actual combat ability, and also to snatch one. some chance. However, he hadn't completely planned all this, and when he raised his head, he saw his bamboo house that had suddenly turned into ruins.
Luo Jianqing: "..."
Look to the left first, then look to the right.
Well, that's right, right here.
So, this pile of broken bamboo and broken wood... Is it really the bamboo house he lived in for decades? !
Luo Jianqing stepped forward, squatted down, picked up a piece of broken bamboo, and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, it was shattered by spiritual power. In fact, even without observation at all, Luo Jianqing can guess that, in the entire Xuantian Continent, except for the terrifying Demon Lord and the Demon Lord of the Demon Palace, who else can smash the next door under Xuan Lingzi's eyelids? bamboo house
Yaozun tore up the contract and came out? No.
Mozun left the Modao Palace and sneaked to Taihua Mountain to seek death? No.
Who else could that be? It is probably the master who has been provoked by him for many days.
Luo Jianqing raised his lips, got up and patted his robe. The Taoist robes with white green edges were hunting and dancing in the wind. The handsome monk calmly walked to the bamboo house on the side, his slender and delicate phoenix eyes lowered slightly, Luo Jianqing bowed his hands and said calmly: "Master, disciple My son's house is gone, I don't know where to rest tonight."
There was no movement in the bamboo house.
Luo Jianqing was not discouraged, and said again: "Master, there are only you and my master and apprentice on Yuxiao Peak. Today, the apprentice went to a lot of places, and communicated with the fourth junior brother about the affairs of the sect, and went to Qinghai again. Lanfeng is exhausted from talking to the younger sister, please open the door and let the disciple have a good rest."
The bamboo leaves swayed gently, but there was still no echo.
Seeing this, Luo Jianqing suddenly changed his face and scolded: "Master, I don't know what kind of evil person my disciple is, but dare to destroy the disciple's bamboo house in front of the world's number one cultivator and the Taishang elder of Taihua Mountain! This is You are hitting me in the face of Taihuashan, this is hitting Master in your face! How can you tolerate such an evil deed? Master, my disciple will go and catch the wicked man, bring him to you, and bring him…”
"Shut up." The cold voice suddenly sounded, the voice seemed calm and indifferent, but how could it sound like gnashing of teeth, only Xuan Lingzi lowered his voice and said word by word: "Luo Jianqing, when are you? Becoming so... so rude!"
Luo Jianqing couldn't help but chuckle.
Since his birth, his master, like him, grew up on this cold and uninhabited Yuxiao Peak. If it is said that Luo Jianqing abides by etiquette in his past life and is regarded as a model by countless younger brothers and sisters, then Xuan Lingzi is taken as an example by Luo Jianqing, and everything he has learned from this person.
Because I wanted to get close to this person, I couldn't help imitating him and wanted to be closer to him.
So you see, this person is so angry that he still can't find a word to scold him, he can only say that he is rude.
In the last life, before falling into the devil's way and being hunted down for many years, Luo Jianqing never thought that he could become what he is now. But from the moment he was expelled from his teacher's door, the master Taihuashan who perfectly obeyed the etiquette died. Even now, he is just wearing a perfect mask, and it is impossible for his heart not to appear as before. Things, indifference.
He has desires, he wants to obtain a higher cultivation level; he wants to kill Li Xiuchen, he wants to take the Tao of Heaven.
He wants that man!
In fact, apart from the fact that many demon cultivators always kill innocents indiscriminately, Luo Jianqing is still very envious of demon cultivators. Demon cultivators have a reckless temperament and act recklessly. They can do whatever they want. Wherever they need to be like these so-called righteous monks, they always use so many things to restrain themselves.
In this life, he wanted to wear that perfect mask forever, but things in the world are always unsatisfactory.
This person is still the Venerable who stands on Yuxiao Peak and is not stained with dust, but he can no longer be the first disciple of Taihua Mountain.
Standing in front of the bamboo house for a long time without getting a response, Luo Jianqing sighed softly and said, "Master, my disciple understands."
When the voice fell, Luo Jianqing turned around and left, and began to pick up the broken bamboo and wood on the ground himself. He chopped bamboo in the bamboo forest, and he built another bamboo house for himself little by little. When the sun rose the next day, a bamboo house was completed again.
Looking at this bamboo house, Luo Jianqing's thoughts couldn't help but return to more than 30 years ago.
He never moved into this bamboo house until he was ten years old, and he lived with that person all the time. At that time, Luo Jianqing had not yet fasted, and every day, disciples brought meals from the bottom of the mountain, and Venerable Xuan Lingzi would eat with him. At the dinner table, Luo Jianqing never spoke, not even a single sound, because his elegant master was like this.
After breakfast, it is a whole day of practice. Xuan Lingzi sat cross-legged on the bamboo couch to practice, and the little Luo Jianqing sat beside him. After all, a child has such a firm will. Before the age of six, Luo Jianqing always fell asleep from time to time. When he woke up, he collapsed between Xuan Lingzi's legs, and when he opened his eyes, it was the master's beautiful face.
At that time, Luo Jianqing always subconsciously wanted to touch the drooping hair of the person in front of him, so Xuan Lingzi would sigh and say helplessly: "Jianqing, let go."
If Luo Jianqing is not relaxed, Xuan Lingzi will not say anything.
At night, Xuan Lingzi could have meditated and practiced, but Luo Jianqing had to rest. I don't know which day, when Luo Jianqing rolled into Xuan Lingzi's leg for the countless times and muttered dissatisfied, Xuan Lingzi picked up the pink and jade child and slept with his clothes.
Since then, Luo Jianqing has rolled into Xuan Lingzi's arms every day, finding the most comfortable place to fall asleep.
In the small and cold bamboo house, the master and the apprentice slept hugging each other, and this sleep lasted for four years.
At the age of ten, Xuan Lingzi Fuxiu built a bamboo house for Luo Jianqing, and ordered him to live in it from now on and concentrate on his cultivation. At that time, Luo Jianqing had already refined Qi to the fifth level, but he was still a child at heart. He was naturally unhappy about leaving his favorite master all of a sudden.
So that night, he sneaked into Xuan Lingzi's room, trying to get into that warm embrace again.
What was waiting for him was Xuan Lingzi's ruthless flick of his sleeves. Luo Jianqing sat on the ground in a daze, only listening to Xuan Lingzi's cold voice: "I ordered you to live in that bamboo house for the teacher and concentrate on your cultivation. Have you heard the teacher's words, or have no respect, and dare to disobey the teacher's order?"
Under the moonlight, Xuan Lingzi's face was indifferent and his eyes stern.
It is rare to see Xuan Lingzi's indifferent and ruthless appearance. The little Luo Jianqing was suddenly frightened and couldn't even say a word. Later, Xuan Lingzi sighed helplessly and hugged him. On the bed, while hugging him in his arms, he said softly, "This is only one time, not next time. Gradually clear... Go to sleep."
After that, Luo Jianqing really never went back. He was really frightened by the stern Xuan Lingzi.
At this moment, standing in front of this brand-new bamboo house, all those memories came flooding up. Luo Jianqing looked at it for a long time, and finally couldn't help saying: "Master, this house is too new, and I can't get used to it for a while. Since the house has been changed, is there any chance... This is the only time, not another chance?"
No one answered.
The sword pattern between Luo Jianqing's brows flashed lightly, and he didn't say any more, just took out the frost floating sword, turned around and went to the bamboo forest to start practicing the sword. A series of icy sword lights formed phantoms, and in the green and silent bamboo forest, the white-clothed cultivators were constantly flying, like ghosts, every move was like dancing, drawing perfect arcs in the air.
Before Luo Jianqing swung his sword to stab, the bamboo leaves swayed silently; he took the sword again, and the ground was dusty.
The Shuangfu Sword was thrown into the air and kept spinning. Luo Jianqing's hand began to make a handprint. When the handprint was formed, he clicked his finger, and the handprint was embedded on the Shuangfu Sword, forming a terrifying and murderous sword shadow.
The sword light was brilliant and radiant, but when the sword light was about to fill the entire bamboo forest, it suddenly dimmed. The sword light backfired, forcing Luo Jianqing, but at this moment, a golden sword qi pierced the space, and a move blocked the sword light that shot at Luo Jianqing, smashing it.
Luo Jianqing felt a heat in his chest, and the backlash of the failed sword move made his blood unsteady. He hurriedly turned around and said, "Master!"
However, when he looked back, what he saw was still an empty bamboo forest.
Luo Jianqing shook his head helplessly, picked up the Shuangfu sword that fell on the ground in a funny way, and returned to his bamboo house. He officially began to retreat and practice, in addition to trying to break through the realm, he must also work hard to consolidate his cultivation, refine his spiritual power, and try to use the sword move just now to cross the realm.
On Yuxiao Peak, the two bamboo houses were simple and pure, both the master and the apprentice were closed, and no one went out.
Within a year, Xie Zizhuo came three times, Zuo Yunmo came twice, and Mu Tianxin and others came once, but they didn't get an answer from the master and the apprentice. They probably guessed that the other party was in retreat, and everyone left helplessly. Four months before the Zongmen Grand Competition was about to start, Luo Jianqing suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, in Haoming Peak, an ordinary-looking disciple also packed his bags and planned to go out to find opportunities and improve his strength before the sect competition. And he naturally didn't know that on the Yuxiao Peak not far away, Luo Jianqing had already stood in front of the bed, looking deeply at the direction of Haoming Peak, and whispered: "It's about time, it's time to exit."
That disciple was Li Xiuchen.
Where he went was the Ten Thousand Beast Ridge, which was thousands of miles away. Coincidentally... Luo Jianqing's goal is also Wan Beast Ridge!