How many times the group portrait is spring

Ling Xiaofeng's master and apprentice are happy and harmonious, but Qingyue Peak's side is not. Chiqing Daoist hastily rushed back to Xuantianzong from Wan Dao League after hearing about Jiangnan and Shuyang's secret realm. He just arrived at Qingyue Hall without tea After taking a sip, his direct disciple Lin Wuduan came to pay his respects.

"Master, this disciple is here to apologize." Lin Wuduan knelt down.

"What's the crime?" Master Chi Qing was always satisfied with his own disciple, except that his disciple was a little brainy, and everything was good; this kneeling, he probably felt guilty for not being able to solve the Jiangnan matter.

"I've been restless lately, and it seems to be a sign that my mind is not stable." Even if he was kneeling, Lin Wuduan's appearance was very upright.

"Wu Duan, your Dao heart is not stable?" The real Chiqing spit out a mouthful of tea that he just took into his mouth. If you want to say that the Xuantian Sect has a strong Dao heart, Jing Rong is the first, and his apprentice Lin Wuduan is well-deserved. Second, now Lin Wuduan came to him and said that he was not stable? ? ?

"My trip to the south of the Yangtze River met a demon cultivator. She disturbed my Dao heart and my practice. I will definitely cross her and stabilize my Dao heart."

"Male and female?" Master Chi Qing wiped the tea stains from the corners of his mouth, trying to maintain the image of a steady and friendly teacher.

"Female nun."

"Why did she mess with your cultivation?"

"She teased her apprentice many times." Lin Wuduan recalled it carefully, and recalled that when they first met, Chunqiu was pinching his hairpin, a hairpin scratched his Taoist crown, and looked at him with a smile: "Little Taoist priest, you are so fresh and tender." .

Master Chi Qing glanced at his apprentice, and found that the base of his ears were reddish, maybe this kid didn't even notice it.

Master Chiqing frowned, realizing that things were not simple. He had lived for hundreds of years. He still knew what Lin Wuduan's reaction was. It is."

Lin Wuduan was puzzled: "What does Master mean? If I don't save her, I think I won't be able to pass this hurdle."

Master Chiqing twitched his eyebrows: "Crossing? How do you want to cross?"

"Educate them to be good."

Seeing the upright expression on his apprentice's face, Master Chi Qing was suddenly a little speechless. He restrained his desire to reprimand Lin Wudu, and tried to slow down his tone: "Wuyuan, promise to be your teacher, don't go looking for this demon girl anymore. , Her affairs are beyond your control, and have nothing to do with you."

"She disturbs my practice, I will never let her go." Lin Wuduan answered righteously, and even bowed.

Master Chi Qing didn't want to maintain his teacher's demeanor anymore, he pointed at Lin Wuduan and said angrily: "I'm afraid you were not a reincarnation of a stubborn donkey in your last life?"

Lin Wuduan was stunned, and immediately replied: "Master, don't talk nonsense, the six realms of reincarnation have already collapsed, so how can people talk about reincarnation?"

"Is that what I mean?" Chiqing laughed angrily, "Don't pay yourself in. Don't meddle in the matter of this witch in the future."

Lin Wuduan looked at the decoration of the Taoist door in the hall and remained silent. The two had been masters and apprentices for decades. It is impossible for Master Chi Qing not to know what he was thinking, so he said angrily: "Get out! Get out! Don't kneel outside the hall door for three hours Don't get up!"

"Yes, Master." Lin Wuduan bowed again without any complaints.

The news that Lin Wuduan, the chief disciple of Qingyue Peak, was punished to kneel outside the Qingyue Hall for three hours spread throughout the sect. You must know that he and Jing Rong, the chief disciples of the six peaks of Xuantian Sect, were the least likely to be punished. The penalty for Muslims is three hours, so that's fine.

Ning Qing received the news as soon as he came out of customs. When he arrived at the Qingyue Hall, Lin Wuduan had just stood up with a flick of his sleeves.

"Senior brother, what did you do?" Ning Qing looked at him.

"I want to cross people, but Master doesn't allow it." Lin Wuduan answered naturally.

"Who is crossing?"

"Spring and Autumn."

And the person they were talking about, now walked to the foot of the main mountain of the other Tianmen to hand over the greeting card. She was wearing light yellow clothes, with a handkerchief covering half of her face, her eyes were gentle and soft, and the flowers between her brows were full of flowers. It's also very light, and there are maids to support it. It looks like a weak willow supporting the wind. When the veil is loosened, I can only see a beautiful appearance, which doesn't have half the vigor of when I was in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Master." The maid beside her whispered.

"Has the post been delivered yet?" Chunqiu Eleven pinched the handkerchief, looking at the patterns on the handkerchief boredly.

"Hand it over, the other person should be here soon."

Yan Huai came to see her in person, and bowed first, "Senior."

The corners of Chunqiu Shishi's lips curved slightly, "I'm here to ask for something."

"I want to find someone, as long as you can find him, no matter what the other day asks, no matter if I can do it or not, I will not hesitate."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Beixiao Sword Immortal Li Zhifeng."

"This." Yan Huai paused, Li Zhifeng disappeared thousands of years ago, life and death are unpredictable, the request of Spring and Autumn Eleven is really embarrassing.

"He's not dead yet." Chunqiu smiled again, the fleeting smile, her eyes changed, and she said slowly: "I will kill him with my own hands."

She wandered around in this world for thousands of years in order to kill the culprit who destroyed the Wuji Palace. Even if Li Zhifeng hid for thousands of years, she knew that he must still be alive somewhere in the world.

Bianyangtian is a new force, and it's not the first force she asked to find Li Zhifeng's traces, but when she saw Yan Huai's eyes, she knew that this time, she might not return empty-handed.

When Shu Huayan found out about this, the melon seeds in his hand were no longer fragrant, so he murmured: "The condition of the Spring and Autumn Eleventh...if Yan Zhi knows about it, Li Zhifeng will be dead, and he may have to pay for it." According to you, make him a..."

"This matter is beneficial and harmless to the Lord." Yan Huai's expression remained the same.

"What if we can't find Spring and Autumn Eleven and tear us apart?" Shu Huayan felt pessimistic.

"Then you go to repay the debt." Yan Huai has this ability, and he speaks cold jokes seriously.

Shu Huayan hesitated to speak, grabbed his melon seeds again, and said angrily: "My monthly salary is less than three hundred cash! What kind of debt is paid!"

I still remember the year when he first became the head of the sect, he squandered Biantiantian's Kuyin in a month, and for the rest of his life, he might have to work for Biantiantian for nothing. Fortunately, Biantiantian took care of his food and drink Housing.

It's just that now, Spring and Autumn Eleven has come to the door in person, and he, the head of the door with a false name, seems to be too idle.

Spring and Autumn Eleventh came down the mountain and was not in a hurry to leave. The maid combed her hair and asked, "Why did the palace master make such a big promise? The young palace master of Qianjiu Palace is ambitious..."

"It is precisely because of his ambition that I make such a promise, and he will definitely try his best to find it for me." Chunqiu Shishi's eyes were not the slightest bit warm, "He will not fail to understand a promise in the stage of transformation." what it is to him."

How could a character as ruthless as Yan Zhi be willing to live in the Eastern Territory.

He is the heir killed from the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain of Qianjiu Palace. He reorganized the three palaces, took charge of killing and adjudicating, and deterred the East for many years. Admire.

But the outside world probably knows very little about Yanzhi, and Spring and Autumn Eleven knows more, relying on her identity as the ancestor of the demon cultivator.

Spring and Autumn Eleven's fingertips caressed her cheeks, and the years did not leave a single trace on her body. The girl in the mirror stared at him obsessively, and said in a ruthless voice: "I want him to die, with Li Zhifeng's blood, as a sacrifice to me!" Spring and Autumn Clan."

*****

Mo Lingyun's leisurely life did not last long - the Xuantianzong Academy started.

He looked up to the sky, quite desperate. Literary and cultural courses were really not suitable for him. No matter who said it, it would not affect his drowsiness. He also met Yunjing in class who had not passed the exam again. Ning Qing was in the stands with a gentle voice.

How ruthless, even my own junior sister was killed.

There is also Lin Wuduan who accompanied the class. It is said that he was punished by Chiqing Daoist to give lectures to his disciples, but after Ning Qing's class, he can be regarded as a follower of the class. Entering meditation without delaying cultivation? !

Mo Lingyun wiped away the non-existent tears in the corners of his eyes. He couldn't sleep, and if he failed the general education course, he would be forced to repeat for a year.

"Today we're going to talk about Li Zhifeng, the sword fairy of Beixiao." Ning Qing spread out the book, even if he didn't read the book, he could speak fluently, but he still had to set an example by opening the book.

As soon as the biographies were introduced, Mo Lingyun became interested, at least not the human geography of the four realms, but also the distribution of monsters, various etiquette, boring and boring.

"Senior Li Zhifeng is a role model for me and other swordsmen, and every disciple of Xiaoyao Sword Dao should know that "Xingyin Zhu" is a collection of seniors' casual narration, and it is also a necessary assessment point for general knowledge of the Three Classics. Next?" Good guy, when we talk about biographies, we also need to give them knowledge test points.

"Is Senior Sword Immortal really powerful?" Mo Lingyun raised his hand and asked.

"Naturally." Ning Qing nodded, "Senior has never produced a superfluous sword, and one sword can break all laws and regulations in the world."

"One sword breaks all spells?"

"Yes, this is also the sword that made him famous." Following Ning Qing's eloquence, Mo Lingyun and the others seemed to have returned to the bloody time thousands of years ago, when humans, demons and demons stood up against each other, and it was Li Zhifeng who broke into the demon realm alone with one sword. Slaying the evil demon lays the cornerstone for the prosperity of the human race.

It was also he who slashed the cannibal Demon Lord with his sword, opened the chapter of the thousand-year conflict between the human and demon races, until more than ten years ago, the demon clan was wiped out, which marked the final chapter of the thousand-year dispute between the human and demon races.

It was he who broke through the heavy defensive array of the Promise Palace, the first palace of demonic cultivators, and captured the Chunqiu clan alive, ending the hundreds of years of Chunqiu clan's history of boasting in the east.

Many disciples in the audience were very excited when they heard it, but Mo Lingyun raised his hand again, "Hey, Uncle Master, after hearing what you said, Sword Immortal doesn't look like a good person?"

With just such a sentence, the eyes of the entire lecture hall were on him.

The sword fairy who said that the eternal beauty is not like a good person, but Yun Jing respects Mo Lingyun as a man.

"How do you know?" Ning Qing didn't mean to blame.

"Look at him, we don't feel it now that he provoked a dispute among the three clans, but at that time it must have been the people's livelihood?" Mo Lingyun looked puzzled.

"Senior, this is all for our human race!" Some other disciples objected.

"Then it's reasonable to deal with the two races of monsters. Isn't Moxiu also a human being? Why is he bullying Moxiu?" Mo Lingyun really fell in love with people now.

Ning Qing didn't say a word, just quietly listening to the disputes in the class, his class was never monotonous, it's a good thing that disciples have their own ideas.

"Who are demon cultivators? They are doing harm to the common people!"

"Isn't that also a human being in essence? Is he expelled for co-authoring?" In terms of quarrels, Mo Lingyun has never been afraid of anyone.

"In short! They are not good people! Senior Sword Immortal did the right thing!" The little disciple who argued with Mo Lingyun blushed with anger.

"Instigating disputes among the three clans, causing chaos in the world for thousands of years, and burying countless corpses, is he considered a good person alone?" Mo Lingyun was thoughtful.

"Senior Li Zhifeng didn't just provoke the chaos." Ning Qing said, "He's just an amazing person in the troubled times."

"So why did the three clans have chaos in the first place?" Mo Lingyun spread his hands.

Ning Qing pondered for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "I don't know either."