I just want to torture you to death, don't force me to beat you to death

Three years.

Chu Ning stayed quietly in the Holy Mansion for three years.

In the past three years, when he walked around the Holy Palace, many disciples would take the initiative to say hello when they saw him.

No disciple who is a fool would turn against someone who can defeat Feng Xing and has the opportunity to become a saint.

Even the disciples of Sixth Elder Fang Zhengquan's line would only see Chu Ning leaving silently, and would not utter any words of ridicule or provocation.

Their masters were all sentenced to seclusion. If they provoke Ji Yang again, if Ji Yang takes action against them, the entire sect will not be able to support them.

When he met other disciples and took the initiative to say hello, Chu Ning did not put on airs. He was not that cold-tempered to begin with. Just like in Danshan Sect, he quickly got along with the disciples of the Holy Palace.

Today I attended the full-moon banquet of this senior brother's fourth-generation great-great-grandson, and tomorrow I attended the wedding banquet of another senior brother's son. There was no airs at all, and his popularity among the disciples of the Holy Palace was getting better and better.

"This Ji Yang has simply ruined the reputation of our chief disciple. As a chief disciple, he hangs out with ordinary disciples all day long and even attends banquets hosted by his descendants. In the history of the Holy Palace, which chief disciple would do this?"

It was still a courtyard in the Holy Palace, and the four chief disciples were sitting in the courtyard.

Yue Wenqi looked dissatisfied, but Ji Jiebai, who was sitting beside him, smiled and said, "How about you challenge that Ji Yang?"

Yue Wenqi was silent for a few breaths: "He defeated Feng Xing and is already qualified to be the chief. It is meaningless for me to challenge him again, and it will be considered as deliberately targeting him."

In fact, Yue Wenqi did have this idea, but before he could take action, the master summoned him and told him with a serious face not to provoke Ji Yang unless there was nothing wrong.

He asked Master why?

So what if Ji Yang defeated Feng Xing, Feng Xing was the weakest among their six chief disciples, otherwise Feng Xing would not be allowed to guard the gate.

The master only answered one sentence: Ji Yang cannot be treated with the eyes of ordinary monks from the small world.

Even though he was still a little unconvinced, he knew that there must be a reason why his master said this, and it was also because although he couldn't stand Ji Yang's behavior in the past few years, he never revealed it to anyone.

"I'm thinking that the reason why Ji Yang behaves like this is because he is from the Small World. When monks from the Small World come to the Cangtian Realm, they inevitably have no bottom in their hearts. They always want to be recognized by the monks in the Cangtian Realm, but they don't have much energy. ”

Ao Zhigu spoke with a smile, and Yue Wenqi on the side immediately said: "Yes, that's it."

Ji Jiebing looked at the expressions of her three companions and sighed slightly in her heart, fearing that Ji Yang was not what the three of them thought.

Ji Yang, like the monks from the small world, doesn't want to make enemies, but only wants to make friends, and is a harmonious person. He would not have taken the initiative to defeat Cheng Jiyao in the past, let alone challenge Feng Xing.

Moreover, when Ji Yang left the listening platform and went to the main hall, his master also went there. After returning, his master was full of praise for Ji Yang.

You know, even to the three people here, my master only said "okay", but his evaluation of Ji Yang was: This boy is very good.

She has decided not to participate in such exchange meetings with Yue Wenqi and the other three in the future. After these three people became the chief disciples, they have begun to go astray and become arrogant.

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…

After returning from dinner, Chu Ning met Lin Nan.

"Junior Brother Ji, where did you go to have dinner again?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang, the only male member of the sixth generation, came here and invited me to the banquet. It's hard to refuse the invitation." Chu Ning said with a smile.

"You are the only one in our sect who loves to eat."

Lin Nan was a little helpless. After reaching the state of transformation, he had long since lost his appetite for food and drink, except for the fine wine and delicacies brewed from those extremely precious elixirs, but his junior brother Ji was an accident.

He wanted to ask, is the small Chinese world without delicacies a world of ascetic cultivation?

"Senior Brother Lin, is there any news about the letter I asked you to forward for me last time?"

"There is no news yet. Junior Brother Ji, don't be anxious. We are far away from Zhongzhou, and it will take several years for the god-transformation monks to arrive, let alone the jade slip letter. I am afraid that it has just arrived in Zhongzhou."

Lin Nan comforted Chu Ning, but in his heart, he had already concluded that the letter written by Junior Brother Ji to Tang Sining, the academy's teacher, would probably be lost forever.

From the Holy Mansion to Zhongzhou, even if it takes a powerful person to transform into a god, it does take several years. However, there are post stations in Cangtian Realm specifically for transmitting letters. These inns all have teleportation arrays, but the fees are expensive and ordinary people cannot afford to use them.

If it were him, he would never use the post station to send messages, but he saw that Junior Brother Ji really wanted to contact Tang Sining, so he gritted his teeth and let the post station help him deliver the letter.

According to the speed of the post station, the jade slips can be delivered to Zhongzhou in up to one year. Although outsiders are not allowed to enter Zhongzhou Academy, there is also a concierge who specializes in collecting letters. The inn station will send the letters here, and then the concierge of the academy will notify them. Academy disciples receive letters.

Three years have passed now, and there is still no reply. Either he and Junior Brother Ji made a mistake in inferring that it was not this person who saved Junior Brother Ji, or Tang Sining did not take this matter seriously and did not care about his Junior Brother at all. With a little effort, he didn't want to have much to do with his junior brother.

"Okay, then junior brother, just wait for a while longer."

Chu Ning nodded. He heard the comfort in Lin Nan's words, but he didn't need this comfort. There was only one possibility for not receiving a reply. One was that Tang Xiaoniu hadn't seen it yet. The jade slip didn't reach Tang Xiaoniu for some reason.

...

Zhongzhou.

Taiyi Academy.

The academy is located east of Zhongzhou Kyoto.

It covers an area of ​​only a thousand acres. Compared with the vast imperial city, the academy is not even as good as the mansions of some big families in Zhongzhou.

But even so, no one in the entire Kyoto dared to underestimate the academy.

A courtyard in the academy.

A woman in red sat in the pavilion in the courtyard, looking at the lotus in the pond, with a thoughtful look on her face.

"Junior Sister Tang, there are a few letters from you at the concierge. Do you want to pick them up?"

"They are all from boring people. Senior Sister, just ask the concierge to deal with them for me."

Tang Ruowei frowned slightly. Outsiders dared not enter the academy. After she made it clear that she already had a Taoist partner in the small world, the male cultivators in Zhongzhou did not give up. Every year, many male cultivators wrote to her. At first, he thought it was a few seniors who wrote to him. Later, he found out that it was the male cultivators in Zhongzhou, and it was several times in a row, so he simply stopped looking at the letters sent by the concierge.

"Well, there are six letters from Zhongzhou. The third prince wrote a letter to you as always. To be honest, he is really infatuated. How about you meet him, Junior Sister Tang?" The woman in the light yellow skirt said with a smile.

"Gone. I've already said something about Wuxin's Taoist partner. This person is so unreasonable. I won't consider him even if I don't have a Taoist partner."

"Sister, you know. In addition to Zhongzhou, there is another letter from the Southern Saint Palace. It seems that your reputation has spread to the south. It is said that the person who wrote the letter is the latest Tianjiao disciple recruited by the Saint Palace. He became the chief as soon as he entered the palace."

"No matter how talented you are, it has nothing to do with me."

Tang Ruowei's expression did not change. The woman in the light yellow dress said nothing more and turned to walk out of the courtyard.

Indeed, for Tang's disciples in the courtyard, let alone the Tianjiao of the Saint Palace, even the princes and princesses of Zhongzhou would not be taken seriously.

On the contrary, these companion disciples, although they are also disciples of the academy, are more responsible for handling some chores for Tang's disciples. For her, let alone the third prince of Zhongzhou, even the Tianjiao disciple of the Saint Palace far away in the south, she would not refuse.

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……

Three days later.

Chu Ning received a reply letter.

It was not sent from Zhongzhou, but from the Hualing Palace.

After reading the contents of the jade slip, Chu Ning pondered for a moment and finally decided to go.

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The market outside the mountain where the Hualing Palace of the Holy Palace is located.

Lan Yingying stayed alone in the yard, silent.

There were several cultivators around her, and everyone was in a very solemn atmosphere.

"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Lan, in fact, there is nothing wrong with marrying Senior Zhang. Senior Zhang is a Huashen cultivator after all. If you marry Senior Zhang, at least you can use the spiritual liquid in the Hualing Palace for free. Fellow Daoist Lan has been here for three hundred years, but the impurities in his body have not been eliminated by half."

An old man persuaded, Lan Yingying sneered, what about marrying Zhang Qingchen, that is to be a plaything for Zhang Qingchen, to put it nicely, it is to marry, to put it bluntly, it is to sell yourself to Zhang Qingchen, life and death are all in his mind.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, let me say something disrespectful. Senior Zhang is old after all. If you marry him and can please him, not all of Senior Zhang's relics will belong to you. With these relics, you may be able to enter the Spiritual Transformation Realm. At that time, we will still call you Senior Lan."

"Fellow Daoist Lan, we can only think positively now. I know you are arrogant. We are cultivators from small worlds. Who is not arrogant in small worlds? But this is the Heaven Realm."

Lan Yingying listened to the advice of the alliance companions around her and showed a bitter smile on her face. She knew that some of these people were really doing it for her own good, while others were trying to please Zhang Qingchen.

That year, Senior Ji attracted Zhang Qingchen. Although Zhang Qingchen suffered a loss, she was also targeted by Zhang Qingchen.

In the past few years, Zhang Qingchen has been forcing her to be his concubine through hints and pressure. She pretended to be confused and didn't understand, but she didn't expect that Zhang Qingchen didn't even care about the face of a powerful god, and actually gave an ultimatum.

Facing Zhang Qingchen, she couldn't resist at all, and even now she couldn't escape. I'm afraid there are Zhang Qingchen's spies around.

"It's time, Lan Daoyou, you should recognize the situation and stop having illusions."

Imagination?

Lan Yingying did have illusions. When Zhang Qingchen gave her an ultimatum, she spent all her spirit coins and asked someone to send a letter to the Holy Palace to that Senior Ji.

She only knew that Senior Ji had become a disciple of the Holy Palace, but after so long, Senior Ji had not replied to the letter, so he probably wouldn't help her.

That's right.

She didn't have much friendship with him. At the beginning, it was just a voice transmission, which was nothing to Senior Ji. Without this voice transmission, Senior Ji would not be in trouble.

Although Zhang Qingchen's realm is not good, it is said that he has many powerful brothers in the Holy Palace. How could Senior Ji make enemies for himself?

It's time to face reality.

Just when Lan Yingying was about to open her mouth to accept this reality, footsteps were heard outside the courtyard gate.