One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

Meng Gui's catkin ducked to avoid the patrolling disciples.

Like a blue bird flying across the sky in an instant.

It reappeared in a small courtyard.

This small courtyard is where the outer disciples live.

Rows of low courtyards.

The small courtyard was very clean, at this time one person was cleaning the courtyard with a broom in his hand, wearing the long gown of an outer disciple.

Although it was just a blue student uniform, it looked a bit good on him.

The long black hair like a waterfall was raised high by a black hairband.

As soon as Meng Guiwen climbed into the fence, he and the other party looked at each other.

This made Meng Guiwen a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, passing by." Meng Guiwen didn't expect that there were still people in this small courtyard at this time.

Sword cultivators do not require high aptitude, but they need to practice hard.

Especially outer disciples, although there is systematic teaching.

But more outside disciples choose to add some courses in addition to the courses.

At this time, these outer disciples were either in class or practicing swords.

But when she saw the person in front of her clearly, she was slightly taken aback.

"Hi, Senior Sister." Gu Jun said.

The inner sect calls brothers and sisters according to their age.

And the disciples of the outer sect can only be called senior sister and senior brother when they call inner disciples.

Meng Guiwen, who was about to turn over, suddenly stopped.

Gu Junchao's courtyard should be further away, right?

Forget it, it’s all here, let’s walk through the plot.

It's just that he should go to class today, why would he sweep the floor here?

Is it okay for the hero to disrupt the plot by himself?

"You don't go to class?" Meng Guiwen asked.

But his eyes were looking towards Gu Junchao's room.

"Just finished, I'm going back to meditate." Gu Junchao answered honestly.

Meng Guiyi nodded, then walked towards Gu Junchao's room.

Gu Junchao watched Meng Guiwen enter his room, but didn't care.

He continued to clean his yard.

-

When he made tea and brought it into the house, he found that Meng Guiwen was not in the house.

Taking a closer look, there was a small bulge on his bed.

He walked over curiously, reached out and gently pulled his quilt away.

I saw a little girl curled up under the quilt.

It doesn't matter if the disciple uniform on his body is folded.

Gu Junchao stared at the little girl on the bed, and suddenly thought of how she could fall asleep standing up, a smile flashed in his eyes.

At this time, a voice came from outside the courtyard.

Let him gently put down the quilt, turn around and leave the room, and close the door.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he found several inner disciples.

"Excuse me, have you seen Junior Sister Meng Guiyao?" The inner disciple didn't look down on Gu Junchao just because he was an outer disciple.

After all, this is the person brought back by Meng Guiwen.

"No." Gu Jun said indifferently.

The inner disciple saw that Gu Junchao didn't seem to be telling a lie, so he took two steps back and bowed his fists: "Excuse me."

After the words fell, the three of them turned around and left Gu Junchao's yard in an instant.

Gu Junchao looked at the backs of those inner sect disciples leaving, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Meng Guiwen is the direct disciple of the master of Qingyun Peak, so it is normal to skip class occasionally.

And these inner disciples should be attending classes at Xueya Peak at this time.

Why are you looking for Meng Guiyi in such a hurry?

What's more, Meng Guiwen is a rare genius in the Taiqing sect, so it doesn't matter if he misses two classes.

Thinking of the word genius, Gu Junchao's eyes turned slightly colder.

After closing the courtyard door, he looked up towards the main peak.

But nothing can be seen.

There are clouds and mist, and the sun is shining.

With the mountain guard array operating, the aura above the main peak is ten times that of the outer sect.

-

At this time, the entire Taiqing Sect was very anxious.

Because Meng Guiwen could not be found.

This morning, news about Meng Guiyi has reached the head of the house.

At the age of 13, he jumped two steps in a row, and also refined Qi Bu Dan.

It is not impossible for such a genius to be promoted to Nascent Soul within a hundred years.

If the former Meng Guiyi heard the headmaster think so.

It is estimated that the teacup will be smashed in the face of the head.

"Don't look down on me, my old lady has been promoted to the transformation stage in 100 years!"

Meng Guiwen is a veritable genius.

He is also a once-in-a-thousand-year genius in the True Wind Continent.

It's just that this genius is now sleeping in the small courtyard outside the gate.

The head of the Taiqing Sect and the elders of the Peak Master all gathered together.

After all, Meng Guiyi established her foundation at the age of 13, so her natal sword was naturally a good one to choose.

"There are still two days until the mountain opening ceremony. Since the catkins have also built the foundation, why not open the sword mound after the mountain opening ceremony is over." Xiang Ling, the head of the sect, looked at the peak master and the elders in front of him.

Of course, not all of them were there.

Some elders and peak masters who went out to do errands appeared on the main peak through aura.

When everyone heard that the sword mound was going to be opened, they all hesitated.

"Usually the Sword Tomb is open for three years. Only the top ten can enter the Sword Tomb. Now it's open, isn't it inappropriate?" A peak master raised an objection.

Although they are indeed a fairy gate.

But there are also competitions between peaks.

Now Qingyun Peak is thriving, so how can their other peaks compare?

"Don't worry about which peak now, Gui Ni has now established a foundation and can have her own natal sword."

"There is still one year left in the three-year competition. With Guiwen's talent, one year may delay a lot." Gong Liu, the master of Qingbei Peak who had a good relationship with Qingyunfeng, also spoke for Meng Guiwen.

"That's right, last time in the big competition, the Taoist Academy won the first place. This time, we should clean up our sect." Jin Yunfeng Peak Master Yunzhi agreed with Gong Liu's statement.

Everyone agrees with Xiyang Fengfeng's opinion, and no longer opposes it.

"Forget it, next time Dabi is going to Tiandaoyuan, it is not impossible to open the sword mound in advance."

In the main hall of the main peak, no one objected.

After all, when opening the Sword Tomb this time, disciples from each peak can choose ten people to enter, instead of choosing the top ten people after the competition.

Last time, among the top ten of the Taiqing sect, three were from Qingyun Peak.

There are only ten places in total, but Taiqingmen has six peaks.

Qing Yunfeng only takes three, let others choose.

So thinking about it this way, the master of Biefeng and the elder lost their minds in an instant.

If we really have to wait three years for the competition to start again, won't it be completely occupied by Qingyun Peak?

-

At this time, the center of people's discussion is Meng Guiwen.

Still curled up on Gu Junchao's bed.

Not that she wanted to wake up.

Rather, she was attracted by a scent.

As a cultivator, he no longer eats grains.

But at this moment, Meng Guiwen's stomach started growling.

She struggled to get up, glanced at the somewhat simple room in front of her, and after a while, she remembered that she was in Gu Junchao's yard.

By the way, this opening ceremony was also when she learned that Gu Junchao had no way to cultivate sword bones.

She was sitting on the bed recalling the plot, but Gu Junchao came in with a bowl of noodles.

It was the aroma of this bowl of noodles that attracted her to wake up from her sleep.

"Senior sister is awake? I cooked noodles for you." Gu Junchao said when he saw that Meng Guiyi had woken up.

It saved me having to wake her up.

Looking at the noodles in Gu Junchao's hands, Meng Guiwen remembered that only Hua Yuanyue had eaten in the entire Zhenfeng Continent.

She has no luck with the noodles cooked by the male lead.

"No, thank you." Meng Guiwen refused.

She got up, passed Gu Junchao, and walked towards his yard.

"Oh, if you need my help in your cultivation, just tell me." Meng Guiwen was about to leave, but remembered the plot, so he turned back.

After speaking, he took out a mirror from the storage bag and stuffed it into Gu Junchao's hand.

"If you have any questions, you can call me through this mirror." Although Meng Guiyi didn't want to have anything to do with Gu Junchao in his heart.

But what should be done, she still has to do.

Gu Junchao didn't even have time to say no, Meng Guiyi just staggered and pushed the door open.

She is really nervous.

I just told those inner disciples that I had never seen Meng Guiyi, but she just went out from her yard in such a fair and aboveboard manner.

But looking at her wobbly back, Gu Junchao thought, would she go to sleep within ten steps away?

As soon as he thought about it, he heard a plop.

Gu Junchao hurriedly put the mirror in his arms and headed out the door.

Sure enough, he saw Meng Guiwen lying on the ground.

Although Gu Junchao and Meng Guiwen haven't been together for a long time, Meng Guiwen's character is well understood.

He went forward to go to pull Menggui, but Menggui woke up just like last time.

"Don't bother me, I can do it myself." Seeing that Gu Junchao was coming to pull him, Meng Guiying jumped up again in fright.

What's going on with this Gu Junchao?

When I was clinging to him before, he always looked clean and self-possessed.

Guard yourself like jade for Hualongyue.

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