After being stabbed to death by my junior brother

Seeing Shen Qiuting's reluctance, Daoist Qingxu waved his hand: "Okay, don't tell me, if you don't want to tell me, I'll keep it from you. But I have to tell you in advance, those who know you well in the cultivation world There are a lot of people, so don't come to my old man to cover up if you are spotted by then."

Shen Qiuting didn't have any thoughts about hurting the spring and autumn, so he patted the old man's shoulder and comforted him: "The left and right sides have changed their shells, and it's over if you don't admit it. If it doesn't work, I can still run, it doesn't matter."

Daoist Qingxu was so angry with this unlucky apprentice who just came back, he cursed and drove him to take a bath and change clothes.

This time the meal was arranged hastily, and since there were no outsiders, Daoist Qingxu randomly arranged it in a newly built pavilion in the back mountain.

Although Daoist Qingxu is unreliable, he is still a master after all. After the sound transmission talisman was sent out, the three of Bai Guanchen came to the back mountain as soon as the previous apprenticeship was over.

Qi Sinan was wandering outside the pavilion with a frowning face, when he saw Daoist Qingxu bringing Shen Qiuting over, he immediately greeted him ecstatically, and said: "Master, junior brother, you are here!"

Shen Qiuting remembered that Qi Sinan was the one with the best temper among their senior brothers back then, and he was always unhurried in doing things, and he didn't know what happened to make him rush like this.

Daoist Qingxu understood: "Arguing again?"

Qi Sinan nodded with a bitter face.

Ever since the eldest brother died, the senior sister and the second senior brother have never spoken a word calmly.

It would be great if... Eldest Senior Brother is still here.

If the elder brother is still there, let alone whether these two people will quarrel, even if there is a real quarrel, the elder brother must have a way to make the two shake hands and make peace.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden "crack" in the pavilion, as if something had fallen.

Fearing that something might happen, Shen Qiuting subconsciously rushed over and opened the bamboo curtain outside the pavilion.

Seeing that the curtain was lifted, the civet, which was hiding under the table and did not dare to come out, jumped out like a huge meteor, and fell straight into Shen Qiuting's arms, and found a safe position to shrink back and stay still.

Shen Huazui dropped the broken porcelain on the ground, she stared at Bai Guanchen with red eyes, and asked word by word: "What did you just say? Say it again?"

Bai Guanchen looked at her indifferently, and said, "Everyone can get evil demons and heretics and punish them, what's wrong?"

Shen Qiuting hugged the cat and ground his teeth.

Qi Sinan couldn't listen anymore, and advised: "Second Senior Brother, don't be like this..."

Shen Huazui smashed another glass, and said angrily: "I know you don't like my brother, but he has taken care of you for so many years. Even if I repay you with kindness, he is already dead, can you speak nicer!"

Daoist Qingxu saw that this place has become a mess, so he rushed over to stop it: "Huazui!"

"Master, don't worry about me!" Shen Huazui's eyes were so red that tears poured down his face, "I've been suffocating these words for a long time, and I'm going to suffocate to death if I don't say it!"

Usually, she wouldn't say these words so clearly, but today she was a little more emotional because she remembered the old things in the hall.

Bai Guanchen seemed to turn a deaf ear to these accusations, and still sat where he was.

Shen Huazui took a deep breath, calmed down the turbulent emotions, and said calmly: "You don't have a heart, but I do. There is nothing to talk about between you and me."

After saying this, she stood up and left the pavilion.

She bowed to Daoist Qingxu and said, "Master, I plan to travel recently. The Baekje summit will be left to Ah Ruo to take care of, please take care of Master."

When passing by Shen Qiuting's side, Shen Hua was stupefied for a moment, as if thinking of something, she took out a kit and put it in his hand, saying: "Little brother, the senior sister is not in a good mood today, I broke your bag." Appreciation banquet, this is your apology. I’m leaving first, and I’ll come to Baekje Peak to find me if I need anything.”

Shen Qiuting opened the kit and saw that it was a high-grade fire-attribute spirit bead, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He didn't expect that his sister would be so persistent about what happened back then.

"Second Senior Brother!"

Hearing Qi Sinan's voice, Shen Qiuting looked up and saw Bai Guanchen suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood bloomed on the snow-white front, looking a little shocking.

Bai Guanchen pressed his heart, frowned, his eyes became a little dazed.

It's strange, he obviously doesn't remember the so-called senior brother, why can't he help but feel pain in his heart when he hears his name?

It's like...someone stabbed a sword there.

Seeing that the spiritual power around him began to go berserk again, Daoist Qingxu turned pale with fright, and hurriedly stepped forward to seal several acupoints on Bai Guanchen's body. Seeing that he had passed out, he wiped the sweat off his head and screamed. He gave Qi Sinan a voice: "Sinan, send your second senior brother back, just wake up after a sleep and it will be fine."

After Qi Sinan listened to the order, he summoned the flying sword and took Bai Guanchen away.

Shen Qiuting couldn't help the whole process, and could only stand aside and watch at a loss.

He couldn't help thinking, he really seemed to have a fierce fate, and he just came back and made a lot of trouble.

Everyone has gone away, Daoist Qingxu heaved a sigh of relief at last, and reprimanded Shen Qiuting bitterly: "You didn't know how to persuade the quarrel like that just now!"

Shen Qiuting sat on the threshold and stroked the cat, looking a little sullen.He heard the words and laughed: "Why are you persuading? They don't know it's me."

He thought for a while, and then added: "Besides, there is nothing wrong with what Xiaobai said. Huazui... When she comes back, I will find a chance to take a look."

Daoist Qingxu was choked to death, and he didn't want to bother him anymore, so he summoned Feijian and ran to Danding Peak to find Yuxuzi to relax.

Erhua seemed to sense that Shen Qiuting was in a bad mood, she got out of his arms, and rubbed against his face.

Shen Qiuting lifted the fat cat off his body, touched its head, and said to himself: "What should I do?"

Erhua didn't understand, she tilted her head and continued to rub against his leg.

"Okay, okay, whoever raised you, you can find someone to eat first." Shen Qiuting looked at the cat's not-so-smart look, sighed, and kicked it lightly, "I'm going to retreat Now, be smart, don't be eaten by mice someday."

Zuo Zuo has not been in the mood to tease cats and dogs recently, so he might as well go to practice and try to get back his natal spirit sword as soon as possible.

For sword cultivators, the messy love and hatred will only affect the speed of the sword, and the right way is to break all spells with one sword.

Erhua seemed to understand the word "mouse", her eyes lit up, and she jumped out quickly. After a while, she brought a dead mouse that had been air-dried for an unknown amount of time and placed it in front of Shen Qiuting.

Shen Qiuting looked at the alluring dead mouse, and said in his heart: ...well done, he deserves to be his cat, but he knows how to love others.

Now that he had made up his mind, Shen Qiuting went to register and apply for the sect's public practice room on the same day, and brought a bunch of bigu pills into it to close a deadly test.

Daoist Qingxu cheated Yuxuzi, and returned to the back mountain of Wenjian Peak with a few bottles of high-level pills in a happy mood. He was just about to find his troubled apprentice to talk about life and ideals again, but in the end I missed it.

He summoned the little boy strangely and asked, "Where did the brother who just came today go?"

"You mean Senior Brother Shen?" The little boy's eyes were full of reverence, "He has already applied for retreat. Daojun, Senior Brother Shen is really hardworking."

As soon as he got started, he was thinking about cultivation. As expected, he is the apprentice that Daojun personally wants to come. Daojun has a good vision.

Daoist Qingxu: ... This little bastard is hardworking and really knows how to choose his life.

Shen Qiuting wanted to restore his previous life's cultivation as soon as possible, so he nestled in the practice room and practiced diligently.With the experience of his previous life as a foundation, he doesn't need to take detours, and he doesn't need to spend time practicing some low-level spells. He just needs to simply pile up his spiritual power, and he will enter the realm quickly.

Shen Qiuting stopped only when he touched the foundation building barrier.

The breakthrough of the big realm is not good to be forced to pile up, it is best to break through naturally, so that the future cultivation will be smooth.

Shen Qiuting thought that he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, which was not good for his physical and mental health, so he opened the door of the training room.

It was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter when he retreated, and it was already early spring when he came out of retreat.

Shen Qiuting had just registered the use of the practice room at the door, and when he turned around, he saw many disciples running in one direction, dragging their families and beckoning friends, and asked the registered disciples suspiciously: "Brother, where is that?" What happened?"

The registered disciple put down the book in his hand, looked at it with his head, and said, "Today someone is fighting in the ring."

Fighting is not allowed in Lingyun Pavilion or even the entire Lingyun City jurisdiction, with the exception of one place, and that is the arena at the outer gate of Lingyun Pavilion.

Anyone who enters the arena must make a life-and-death contract first, and they are at their own risk, regardless of life or death.

The sword cultivators of Lingyun Pavilion have always been very angry, fighting in the arena is nothing new, why is it so lively today?

Shen Qiuting watched the battle, and asked one more question: "Which two people are fighting in the ring, it's... very lively."

"Hey, don't you know that?" The registered disciple picked up the book again, turned a page leisurely, and said inscrutably, "It's not the people from Lingyun Pavilion who came back to fight this time, but the people from the Southern Territory. The young master of the Lu family."

Lu Cheng?Didn't he always pay attention to the fact that businessmen should be kind to others?Why are you still in the arena?

The world 100 years later is indeed beyond his comprehension.

Seeing his puzzled expression, the registered disciples asked, "Want to know?"

Shen Qiuting nodded.

The registered disciple smiled "hehe". Seeing no one around, he took out a booklet with a strange cover from under the table, and said with his palm up, "Chenghui three low-grade spirit stones."

Shen Qiuting curiously stretched out his hand and flipped through the booklet, and his eyes were irritated by the first page: "The little fox in the palm of the domineering young master? This fox... is our town spirit beast Liucheng?"

Lingyun Xianshan has a total of two Zhenpai spirit beasts, which usually do not appear in front of people. It is rumored that the two beasts have transformed into monsters. They are powerful monsters, but they are willing to stay in Lingyun Pavilion. Great reverence.

Liucheng is one of the two spirit beasts of the Zhenpai, whose prototype is the nine-tailed demon fox.

It's just... this fox was brain-injured by Tianlei when it took shape, and its words and deeds have been... very indescribable.

"Exactly." The registered disciple confirmed Shen Qiuting's guess, lifted his palm up, and reminded, "Three low-grade spirit stones."

Shen Qiuting threw the booklet on the table, very speechless: "... I look like I have a mental illness?"

After a cup of tea, Shen Qiuting mixed in with the crowd who were going to watch the ring with the pamphlet.