Matchmaker system [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter sixty

A thin layer of mist was born at night, covering the mountains.

The cool wind blows through the mountains and forests, the leaves rustle, and the clouds and mist sway with the long wind, spreading to the cloud platform from time to time, rendering the small buildings in the mountains and the cloud platform like a fairyland outside the world.

Jiang Ling stood on the cloud platform, before leaving the inn, he looked back.

"Host, isn't it good to leave without saying goodbye?" A scroll of scriptures unfolded and floated around Jiang Ling.It looked very festive, but the sound was thunderous and very unpleasant.

Jiang Ling waved in the direction of the forest, and smiled when he heard the words: "If I tell them the reason, I will definitely be brought back. I'm not stupid."

"..." The scriptures were silent.

Jiang Ling smiled: "I left the communication talisman, and when the time comes to report that I am safe, although they will be worried, they will not be too flustered. I don't have to worry about being caught halfway through the run."

"……Right."

"I know what I do myself." Jiang Ling's voice was extraordinarily soft in the wind.

Afterwards, among the clouds and mists in the mountains and forests, a white crane loomed, which was the one in the daytime.Maybe it was because of the "life and death together" during the day, when the white crane saw Jiangling, it circled around Jiangling, raised its neck and was about to chirp a few times, when Jiangling raised his hand to his lips, and winked at the white crane.

The white crane gave birth to spiritual wisdom and comprehension.After seeing Jiang Ling's movements, he quietly stopped at the edge of the seat.

Jiang Ling grabbed the scriptures and lightly stepped on the back of the white crane.

The white crane spread its wings and flew into the star screen.

The Kunlun Sect is not far from here, and Jiangling flew leisurely all the way, without encountering any danger or obstacle, and at dawn, it arrived at the foot of the Kunlun Sect Mountain.

The Kunlun sect occupies the largest area, covering the entire mountain range. There are 36 peaks in the mountain range, some are exquisite and exquisite, some are majestic and majestic, and some are tall and steep.The clouds and mist are transpiring between the mountains, and the rays of light are magnificent.

When Jiang Ling flew down from the white crane, a flying sword shot directly from the mountain stream. Before the man arrived, the voice came first: "This is the realm of the Kunlun sect, please stop."

Afterwards, a Flying Sword of Autumn Water landed in front of Jiang Ling. A young disciple was standing firmly on the sword. When he saw Jiang Ling, he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said, "So it's the senior of Yunjin Pavilion."

Lu Yixiu is known as the Qinghe fairy, and his cultivation level is naturally higher than that of a patrol disciple.

This senior is absolutely right.

Jiang Ling raised the corners of his lips slightly, nodded to him, and then raised his hand to hand over the Yunjin Pavilion token: "Yunjin Pavilion Lu Yixiu is here to visit."

The disciple showed surprise on his face, checked it as usual, and returned it to Jiang Ling.

I saw a layer of invisible restrictions slowly loosening between the fast-flowing mountain streams, revealing another world.

The disciple of the Kunlun Sect made a gesture of invitation and stood up with his sword, and Jiang Ling rode a white crane to follow.

Yunjin Pavilion and Kunlun Sect are both sects of Immortal Dao, and the two sides have very close contacts. There are not many things to borrow and learn from each other, and both sides are used to it.

The disciple turned his head around, showing curiosity in his friendliness: "I don't know why senior came here?"

Jiang Ling chuckled, "Secret."

Amazement appeared in the disciple's eyes, he scratched his head, he didn't ask any further questions, and directly took Jiang Ling to see the steward of the outer court.

Jiang Ling said bluntly: "Yunjin Pavilion Lu Yixiu asks to see Master Song, please let me know."

The steward was a chubby old man with a kind and shrewd look, so he was not surprised to hear Jiang Ling's words.Please ask Jiang Ling to sit down for a while, and he will report.

As Lu Yixiu's personal disciple of the master of the Yunjin Pavilion, his status is naturally not bad, but this status is not enough in front of the master of a sect.Therefore, the person Jiangling wants to meet is not the suzerain of the Kunlun sect, but Song Zhenren, who is in charge of a ritual artifact.

When the steward went to report, Jiang Ling sat in a small pavilion drinking tea.

The tea is clear and green, full of aura. It is a specialty of the Kunlun sect, and it is difficult to drink it outside.

The scenery here is also very good, standing on the mountainside, looking down from here, you can see a large area of ​​spiritual fields amidst light clouds and mist, and the white stone stairs built from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

The stairs twisted and circled around the peak, and several sections of white stone stairs were covered by lush bushes.

"Master, Lu Yixiu finally stole the Bright Light Pearl." The scriptures lay on the stone table.

"I know."

"...The Kunlun School did not lend it to Lu Yixiu." The system couldn't help but add.

"You have to give it a try?" Jiang Ling took a sip of tea, "If I borrow it, even if I lose it later, it's a problem of my ability, not a problem of character, and I won't be blacklisted."

The system looked irritable, but Jiangling was much more relaxed, and he was still in the mood to enjoy the scenery.

At this time, he found that there were a few small black spots climbing the trail among the lush mountains and forests, and they looked very hard.

"Fairy Qinghe." The steward's voice came from behind.

Jiang Ling turned back, the chubby old man smiled, and pointed to the little black dot on the ladder: "That is the ladder to ascend to heaven. The name was given by the ancestor himself. It is taken from the meaning of ascending to heaven in one step. It is used to select disciples. The more steps you pass, the more steps you pass. , indicating that the higher the talent, the better the character."

Jiang Ling showed just the right curiosity.

The steward talked eloquently: "Climbing the ladder to connect the mortal world, whether it is an old man or a child with a haircut, whether it is a farmer or a daughter of a boudoir, as long as he can pass the test given by climbing the ladder, he can become an outer disciple. So, every day Some people who want to become immortals come to climb... but ninety-nine out of ten people can't pass, some have no destiny for immortality, and some have bad conduct, only a few people can pass the test."

"What happened to the children who passed the test?" Jiang Ling asked.

"Everyone has their own level of achievement." The steward pointed to himself, and said cheerfully, "When I was 50 years old, I passed the ladder test and became a disciple of the Kunlun Sect. Now I am a steward of the outer court."

Jiang Ling couldn't help raising the corners of his lips.

"But not everyone is doing nothing..." The steward pointed to the highest mountain.

The top of Kunlun Mountain was covered with snow all the year round, so a palace was built in the snow and ice, which was the residence of the suzerain.

The steward showed envy on his face: "Decades ago, when I just became a disciple of the outer courtyard, there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy who spent three days and three nights walking from the first step to the last step of the ladder to the sky. steps, set foot on the top of the snow mountain, and arrived in front of the suzerain..."

"And then?"

"When the young man saw the suzerain, he knelt down and kowtowed three times, and called out master." The steward recalled, "The suzerain had stopped accepting apprentices back then. The sect announced that this is his closed disciple."

Jiang Ling was slightly taken aback, feeling that this identity was familiar, so he asked curiously, "How is that young man doing now?"

"He is the current Qinghe Xianjun."

"..."

The system exclaimed: "Your fiance."

Jiang Ling: "Shut up!"

The steward's face was both lonely and sighed, "This is the real step to reach the sky."

"The steward can pass the test at the age of 50, which is very impressive." Jiang Ling praised, and then changed the subject, "I don't know where Song Zhenren is..."

"I have already notified you, but Daoist has felt something a few days ago. He entered the refining room, and it will take a few days before he can leave..."

"..."

Come on, I can't even see people.

The steward paused, as if he was observing Jiang Ling's expression, and seeing that there was nothing unusual about Jiang Ling, he proposed: "If Senior Qing He doesn't mind, I'll go and arrange a guest room, so I can see the scenery for a few days."

"How long does Song Zhenren need to refine the weapon?" Jiang Ling corrected his expression.

"This, this..." The steward hesitated for a moment, as if thinking, and finally gave a more accurate answer, "The shortest is three days, and the longest is one or two years."

At that time, the day lily was cold.

For the sake of his own life, Jiang Ling said: "Please trouble the steward to help me again."

"This is my duty." The steward quickly waved his hand.

Jiang Ling lowered his eyes: "Please tell Qinghe Immortal Lord that Lu Yixiu has something to meet."

Jiang Ling only knew that in the original book, Lu Yixiu did steal the Bright Pearl, but he didn't know exactly how he did it, and Lu Yixiu was not the heroine.

However, if you don't know the specific plot, you can make a way by yourself.

"This..." The manager was in a dilemma, "Qinghe Xianjun has been in seclusion for ten years..."

Jiang Ling: Sincerely embarrassing him, right?

"According to the time, it should be out soon." The steward murmured, "But the advanced retreat is not a closed-door refinement. How long will it take for the fairy to leave the customs? How can I estimate it?"

Jiang Ling held his forehead and rubbed the space between his brows: "I'll leave it to you."

After thinking about it, Jiang Ling rummaged through the storage bag again, took out something from the bottom of the box after a while, and put it in front of the steward.

It was a piece of bamboo stick, blue in color, transparent and shiny, with the word Qinghe and a date on it.

It was a token left by Lu Yixiu's grandfather when he made a marriage contract with the Kunlun Sect Master. The date was in the horoscope of birthday, and a smart person could understand it at a glance.

But Lu Yixiu's heart was with Xie Ange. When her grandfather made the marriage, she had no idea... and counting the time, the Qinghe Immortal Lord probably didn't know about it either, because he was in seclusion.

"Please send this..." Jiang Ling smiled, "Send it to the Xianjun Mansion."

The steward took a look, and his expression became very subtle.

"Stay in charge..."

The steward didn't dare to touch it, so he sent it back and discussed: "How about I take senior to the Xianjun Mansion to ask?"

"Okay." Jiang Ling nodded.

The steward led the way, and Jiang Ling followed behind.

The steward has lived in the Kunlun Sect for decades, unlike the young disciples who are stupefied, he always introduces some strange or magnificent scenery to Jiang Ling, or mentions anecdotes about the Kunlun Sect.

Jiang Ling saw the rise of what he said, so he casually mentioned the matter of the Kunlun Zong Lingbao.

The steward was very honest, maybe he saw Jiang Ling's interest, so he made a big fuss about it.

Jiang Ling nodded from time to time until the steward blinked when he said something.

"...Ten years ago, Qinghe Xianjun made great achievements, and the suzerain was overjoyed. He gave the bright pearl as a reward to Xianjun."

"Bright Light Pearl?" Jiang Ling showed surprise, "But the one that the Kunlun Patriarch found from the East China Sea?"

The steward was proud: "That's right, that's a real Lingbao."

"..."

Jiang Ling thought, he probably knew how Lu Yixiu got the Ming Guang Zhu, and Lu Yixiu most likely used the marriage contract.

"Here we are." The steward pointed forward.

The cold wind howled, the mountains and forests were covered with ice and snow, and the whole world was covered with snow.An ice and snow palace was built on the mountainside, exquisite and elegant.

There was a thick layer of snow on the ground, and the two of them jumped off the white crane, and their boots sank into the soft snowflakes.

Fearing the cold, the white crane straightened its feathers in the wind.

Jiang Ling waved towards it, telling Bai He to find a warm place to rest.

After Bai He flew away from here, Jiang Ling followed the steward, walking towards the palace step by step.

The two left two rows of deep and shallow footprints, and they arrived in front of the palace not long after.Before the announcement was made, a woman in a green shirt led a few pretty little girls down the steps.

The steward quietly sent a voice transmission to Jiangling: "This is the uncle Yuan Jun from the inner sect. The Xianjun never wants to be served by others. There is not a single servant in the whole palace. However, after the Xianjun retreated, the suzerain came once and felt that it was too cold. A few leisurely inner sect disciples take turns guarding the place, this month happens to be the turn of Master Yuan Jun."

Jiang Ling nodded.

The girl in the blue shirt was very beautiful, and her voice was like a silver bell: "Steward, why are you here today?"

Guan made a junior salute in advance, and then stretched out his hand, introducing: "Uncle Yuanjun, this is Qinghe Fairy from Yunjin Pavilion. Senior has something to visit Xianjun, so I will show you the way."

Yuan Jun was slightly stunned, looked Jiang Ling up and down with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, and said politely: "Xianjun has been in seclusion for a long time, please come back, fellow daoist. If Xianjun leaves the seclusion, I will send a letter to fellow daoist."

This sentence clearly shows that they are chasing customers.

Jiang Ling stroked his chin and couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Host, you are hated."

Jiang Ling chuckled: "Give me an hour, and I can make her treat me as a bosom friend."

"Then I'll start the timer."

Yuan Jun made a gesture of invitation, and the soft fabric was lifted up by the cold wind, like opened flower petals.

Jiang Ling held Yuan Jun's outstretched hand very naturally, and under Yuan Jun's inexplicable gaze, he cleared his cough, and when he was about to speak, a thunder exploded from the sky.

The sky, which was clear just now, is now gathering dark clouds from all sides, and the dark clouds are rolling, covering the sky.In the gloomy sky, heavy snow fell for no reason, falling on people's clothes, hair, eyebrows and eyes.

Jiang Ling raised his eyes.

Yuan Jun showed a look of horror.

The steward's eyes widened: "...Xianjun is going to leave the customs?"