How many times the group portrait is spring

"That is Yang Song, the Young Master of the Hengshan Sword Sect." This time, without Ning Qing explaining his location, Mo Lingyun knew that the leader of the group of people walking slowly in the distance was the Young Master of the Hengshan Sword Sect, monks Positioning is very particular, and the one who can walk in the first place must be the one who is as light as possible in his power.

Yun Jing, who hadn't interrupted Ning Qing's introduction, suddenly said, "Yang Song is just a fool, don't worry about him."

"Huh?" Mo Lingyun didn't understand why, but Ning Qing didn't refute Yun Jing's words.

When the Hengshan Sword Sect and a group passed by, Yun Jing's cold face calmed down a bit, and before Mo Lingyun asked them about their grievances with the young master, someone interrupted the topic.

"Junior Sister Yun is so angry. Could it be that's how she evaluates me on weekdays?"

This person is known to Mo Lingyun. Nan Siyuan, the master of the Zhongnan Temple, looks like a fairy. I heard that he is also very good at divination. He has the essence of Taoism. Ordinary monks will boast about his name after hearing his name. Calculate.

However, Yun Jing privately commented on him as a dog, with a very dark heart.

Mo Lingyun didn't see where Nan Siyuan's heart was dark, but his face was quite pale.

Yun Jing chuckled: "You're not a fool, you're a pig, super doubling kind."

"Junior Sister Yun doesn't want to see me like this?" Nan Siyuan was not annoyed either.

"You knew it on the first day?" Yun Jing didn't play tricks with him. Nan Siyuan is really annoying. He can't even say it, and he can't scold him. Both of them are majoring in the art of talismans. However, Nan Siyuan and her peers still bully her everywhere, every time she gets angry, this person still smiles, is he angry?Are you angry? !

"Why is Junior Sister Yun doing this? After all, we are of the same origin."

"Let my master hear this, I'm afraid you don't want to enter the Xuantianzong Mountain Gate." Yun Jing refused to let him take advantage of it.

There is a limit to being funny, Nan Siyuan naturally changed the subject: "I'm here for Fellow Daoist Ning."

He and Ning Qing couldn't tell who had a higher seniority, so they could only call each other fellow daoists.

"Master, please speak."

"I heard that the Empress Chunlan has built a forest of bamboos. I don't know if I will be lucky enough to see it."

"nature."

The two said polite words and left side by side.

Only Yunjing and Mo Lingyun were left looking at each other.

"Have we been forgotten by Uncle Ning?"

"……perhaps?"

A reserved person like Ning Qingnan Siyuan always likes to make some detours when speaking. In the autumn season, the so-called lush forests and bamboos already have the meaning of withering, and the yellowed bamboo leaves are falling with the wind.

The two chatted in a few words, Nan Siyuan showed no sign of embarrassment, and said: "I want to make a divination to Fellow Daoist Ning."

Doubt fell into his eyes, Ning Qing didn't directly dismiss it, and responded: "Prying into the secrets of heaven is not beneficial to oneself, but there is no need for it."

Nan Siyuan smiled, "Is it unwilling, or dare not?"

"……Nothing to do with you."

Capturing Ning Qing's resistance, Nan Siyuan's smile became stronger, and he walked towards the way he came from, and said leisurely: "This fate has its origin and fate, and there will be a time to reunite."

Ning Qing was not sure what Nan Siyuan meant, so he didn't respond.

The secrets about him were all hidden in the ten years he searched alone, maybe even earlier.

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Xuantianzong’s morning class begins before the sky breaks. Disciples with different cultivation levels are assigned different morning classes. The day of the disciples who have not finished the general education class begins with the sound of reading books, and the other disciples breathe out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. beginning.

Apparently, Mo Lingyun belonged to the wave of Lang Lang Shu Sheng.

Ning Qing was sitting cross-legged, not sure if he was asleep or closed his eyes to urge them to study. Mo Lingyun secretly glanced around, and the disciples were more serious than each other, reciting the senior's great power in the early morning bell. 's great book.

The disciples of their sect were not the only ones who had morning classes. Daoist cultivators always emphasized self-discipline, even in other people's realms; the bamboo forest was rustling in the wind, and the disciples of Zhongnan Temple, led by Nan Siyuan, were reviewing basic swordsmanship.

The moment the bell rang for the end of morning classes, Ning Qing opened his eyes. They were extremely gentle and peaceful eyes. The scroll on the table was still half-open, and the scroll with complicated contents was only elegant when he held it.

The disciples dispersed in twos and twos, discussing that the ceremony platform would be erected in two days, and it would not be a problem to accommodate thousands of people watching the ceremony.

Ning Qing received the book, but just glanced out of the hall, and saw his senior brother wearing a bamboo hat and waiting in a low-key manner, Mo Lingyun walked towards the person with three steps and three jumps, and the disciples around probably recognized him, but he dared not He usually walked by with a vague glance.

It is well known that their chief does not like noise.

The two tall and slender people came together side by side, as if they were talking about something interesting, Mo Lingyun moved closer to Jing Rong.

Ning Qing watched, unconsciously curling the corners of his lips. Brother Jing has always been indifferent, but this apprentice made a lot of exceptions. He thought that it might be good for senior brother to be exposed to the smoke and fire of the world to temper his character.

Orthodox monks prefer plain light colors, Xuantianzong school uniforms are also plain blue, and there is no need for silver embroidery; disciples of different ranks also have certain differences in clothing, and the disciples of the sect who are promoted to the elder generation or Yuanying have their own day. You can dress casually if you have nothing to do.

Mo Lingyun didn't know about these things, Jing Rong couldn't possibly not know, but he acquiesced that Mo Lingyun could wander around in black clothes except for the time in class.

I still remember when Yunjing found out about this for the first time, she touched her non-existent beard and said with emotion: "Doting is not worth it."

"As long as the nephew likes it." Ning Qing and Jing Rong have similar educational concepts, so naturally they don't have these emotions.

"Senior brother, let me tell you that outstanding people emerge from under the stick."

"Uncle Qingxuan punished you again?"

"This... this?! Nothing!"

……

They held a small gathering on the eve of the start of the apprenticeship ceremony, with Ning Qing as the host, and invited outstanding people of the same level as Mo Lingyun, which was also instructed by Jing Rong. When Ning Qing asked him if he would come, Jing Rong refused. Said: "It still doesn't work, I can rest assured that you are with me."

It's fine if Jing Rong doesn't participate, the original purpose of this small gathering is to let the juniors get to know each other, if Daoist Yuanying Daoist King Jingrong participates in this kind of private gathering, I'm afraid everyone will feel uncomfortable.

Ning Qing set the location not far from the apricot forest in Qingyun Peak. It is the end of harvesting apricots and there are few people coming and going. Qingyun Peak is recognized by the sect as a place with excellent mountains and rivers, so it can be regarded as a good place to hold a small banquet .

The people who hosted the banquet this time were mainly the outstanding rookies of the Righteous Way, but Mo Lingyun could actually name them only Zhongnan Guan Nan Siyuan, Changchuan Academy Duan Changkong, and Changchuan Weiyue.

The atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious under Ning Qing's harmony. The young disciples exchanged names and simple information. It took Mo Lingyun's optimistic temperament to get along with them in minutes.

"Don't you invite other people? They seem to be considered rookies, right?" Yun Jing sipped the wine, this is a rare opportunity for her to drink without scolding, she must not let it go.

"Please, Master Shumen and Yan..." Before Ning Qing could finish speaking, Changchuan Weiyue who was not far away frantically gestured at him to signal silence.

As for Duan Changkong, who was drinking tea beside Changchuan Weiyue, the tea slowly overflowed from the corners of his lips. The handsome young man who was originally smiling changed in an instant.

Chang Chuan Weiyue, who was wearing a light yellow school uniform, walked up to Ning Qing and Yun Jing with her skirt, and whispered: "Senior brother, he has a little problem..."

As he spoke, he gestured awkwardly.

Yun Jing blinked, slowly pointed to his head, and responded in a low voice: "Here?"

The two looked at each other and were speechless for a while, Chang Chuan Weiyue thought for a while and replied: "Uncle Shi, it seems that there is no problem with you saying that...?"

Duan Changkong, who didn't know that he was connoted at all, took Fang Juan to wipe off the tea stains on the corners of his lips. He just wanted to drink a sip of water to calm down, but he heard other young heroes not far away say: "I heard that Mr. Yan Fu is extremely vicious. The killer testified."

puff!

Duan Changkong's saliva spewed out directly, he took a cool look at the monk who mentioned Yan Huai, and successfully silenced people; he also succeeded in scaring Chang Chuan Weiyue, who was about to explain to Yunjing, to run towards him.

"Brother, are you okay?!"

"It's been so long, and the reaction is still so big?" Nan Siyuan, who once went to Changchuan Academy to learn and knew the reason for Duan Changkong's gaffe, didn't think it was a big deal.

Duan Changkong, who had always talked so much that people wanted to give him a tactic of silence, was rarely silent. He looked at Nan Siyuan weakly, and collapsed into his junior sister's arms again.

Ning Qingyunjing looked at each other, looking at the chief's capricious appearance, could it be that he has epilepsy?

Fortunately, Changchuan Weiyue explained to everyone that Duan Changkong is not sick, he is simply allergic to his face, and he will feel uncomfortable when he hears relevant information, and when it is serious, he will feel nauseous and dizzy.

Facts have proved that people really like to watch the excitement.After listening to Changchuan Weiyue's introduction, Mo Lingyun's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Junior Brother Duan, why do you hate Yan Fujun so much? Is he too ugly? Or..."

Duan Changkong's pupils shrank, he grabbed the corner of his junior sister's skirt, and interrupted with difficulty: "Don't mention him to me..."

"Why..." Mo Lingyun continued to ask, but Ning Qing stopped him, and the rest of the monks who were waiting to watch the show felt regretful.

But after all, the hosts had already opened their mouths to adjourn the meeting, and they had nothing to say, so they all saluted and said goodbye and left.

Duan Changkong borrowed Chang Chuan Weiyue's strength to stand up, he glanced at Ning Qing gratefully, and said, "Thank you uncle, you are really a good person."

"...It's nothing." Ning Qing, who always felt that something was wrong, maintained the demeanor of the elders. He said that he was the demeanor of the elders, but he was actually not a few years older than those present, that is, his seniority was higher.

Mo Lingyun, who couldn't hear the reason, watched Duan Changkong leave with some reluctance. Seeing that Nan Siyuan hadn't left, his eyes lit up again. He rushed to Nan Siyuan and said eagerly: "Nan Daochang, Nan Daochang, Let's go along the way, let's go together!"

"it is good."

Ning Qing, who saw everything in his eyes, was quite relieved, "Nephew Ling Yun also knows that he needs to build a good relationship with his comrades."

"No, brother, I think he just wants to find out about the embarrassing things about the head of Changchuan Academy."

Yun Jing's words became a prophecy, and later she heard the gossip from Mo Lingyun. It turned out that Duan Changkong and Yan Huai's Liangzi had married before he entered Changchuan Academy.

At that time, Duan Changkong was still a young man who was going to become the number one swordsman in the world under the identity of Shaogu Master of Medicine King Valley. That year, Yan Huai disguised his identity and entered Medicine King Valley as an apprentice.

Duan Changkong, the owner of the Shaogu, likes to find people in the valley to challenge and compete in swordsmanship. How good can a group of doctors practice swordsmanship, let alone he is the owner of the Shaogu, everyone will inevitably give him three points, Duan Changkong feels that he is invincible in the valley Hand, becoming the number one swordsman in the world is just around the corner.

So in that year, he bumped into the iron plate of Yan Huai with his hot blood.

The new apprentice was taciturn. Duan Changkong invited him to compete with him several times, but he didn't know how to do it. Duan Changkong was still very enthusiastic and said, "Come on, come on, I'll give you three swords."

Facts have proved that there is no ghost, he made a ghost.

One day, Yan Huai may have bothered him, or maybe because he had obtained all the things he wanted to steal, Yan Huai accepted Duan Changkong's invitation to fight.

Duan Changkong refused to tell the details of the battle, but I heard that Yan Huai did teach him how to be a man that time, and even broke the invincible sword he used to fight Xiao Zhenai.

This incident is also an opportunity for Duan Changkong to break away from the protection of his own forces and switch to Changchuan Academy for training.

Yun Jing was amazed when he heard this, how many evils did Yan Huai do, if he hadn't voted for another world, the people chasing and killing him might be lined up to the ends of the earth.

"I don't necessarily dare to chase and kill." Ning Qing, who has always been objective, stated the facts, "Yan Huai is now at least a Jindan cultivator, and is recognized as the No. He also has certain accomplishments; if you want to hunt him down, you may end up with no return."

Speaking of this, Ning Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Fortunately, he voted for a different kind of heaven. If he voted for the magic way, there would be one more character that would give us headaches."

"That's right." Yun Jing nodded in agreement, "But after hearing so many versions of him, I haven't seen him in real life yet, but I really want to see him."

Ning Qing himself has no idea about Yan Huai, he behaves well in dealing with people, seemingly gentle and polite, but deep down he is very cold, not as approachable as he appears on the surface.

Jing Rong is the opposite of him, Jing Rong looks indifferent, but his heart is soft, and he treats the people around him really well, but he is not good at being sociable, and the monks who are in awe of him also treat Rong Xie The saying that the Taoist monarch is noble and lonely spreads all over the country.