The first Qi Ling is a beauty [Rebirth]

After the incident of the python demon, Ji Jiang's reputation in the Qingyuan Sect increased greatly.Not only did more and more brothers and sisters want to make friends with him, but the head of Song also began to entrust him with some important affairs.

At first, Ji Jiang was at a loss, and wanted to announce the truth to the public, but was stopped by Ning Yin.Just for Ning Yin's belief that he can do a good job, he took on this fame and responsibility.

The Qingyuan Sect had recruited some new disciples last year, and Sect Leader Song didn't have time to take care of them too much, and most of the time he handed them over to disciples who started early.Now, these new disciples are handed over to Ji Jiang.

When Ji Jiang was practicing swords with his juniors, Ning Yin sat alone in the gazebo, drinking tea and eating pastries, and looked up from time to time.

In the courtyard, the young disciples stood neatly in three rows, each holding a long sword.Ji Jiang was demonstrating in front, and the faces of the young disciples were full of excitement, eager to try.After Ji Jiang retracted his sword, they quickly stood upright and waited for their senior brother to teach them.

"You practice the sword move just now."

"Yes!"

Ji Jiang paced among them, and when he saw something wrong, he stepped forward to help correct it.If many disciples make mistakes in one movement, he will demonstrate the move again.

Ning Yin put down the teacup, propped his jaw with one hand, saw the scene in the courtyard, and couldn't help but bend his lips.

It really seemed like that.

"Rest awhile."

After Ji Jiang explained, he turned his head to look into the gazebo, met Ning Yin's eyes, smiled brightly, and ran over directly.

"Senior Ning, are you bored? Shall I bring some delicious food?"

Ning Yin glanced at him, "You treat me like a pig."

Ji Jiang scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "I didn't."

"How is the Qingjiang Jue I gave you?"

Ji Jiang immediately turned serious when he heard the words, "I have been practicing diligently and dare not slack off."

Ning Yin raised his eyebrows, "It's not enough to just practice hard, I want to check and accept the results."

"Senior Ning, don't worry, you won't be disappointed." Ji Jiang vowed.

Only then did Ning Yin nodded in satisfaction, and hooked his finger at him, Ji Jiang hurried over and listened attentively.

"remember?"

"Well, remember."

As soon as Ning Yin finished speaking, Ji Jiang retreated to the original distance as if he was being burned, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.It was obvious that what Ning Yin was talking about in his ear was a very serious sword move, but he was a little distracted by the breath in his ear.The smell on Ning Yin's body is very clean, although there is no fragrance, it makes people want to get closer.

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Yin narrowed his eyes and looked at it, always feeling that something was wrong with this kid.

Ji Jiang hurriedly shook his head, "No, it's nothing, Senior Ning, you eat pineapple cake, I'm going to teach swordsmanship." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

Ning Yin lowered his head to look at the dim sum in his palm, is this kid stupid for practicing swords?What was given to him was obviously osmanthus cake.

The loud sound of chanting the heart formula sounded again in the courtyard, and Ji Jiang led his juniors to rehearse the first thirteen strokes of Yunfeng Sword.

"Junior Brother Ji Jiang is so beautiful."

With a sound, Ning Yin looked up and saw Nie Xian and several disciples coming from the long corridor, and couldn't help frowning.

Why is there him everywhere.

Nie Xian stood in front of the disciples, with his arms folded in front of him, as if waiting to receive worship.

"Hello Senior Brother Nie!"

Nie Xian nodded and glanced at Ji Jiang, "Why doesn't Junior Brother Ji Jiang speak?"

Ji Jiang cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Nie."

Nie Xian pondered for a while, "I just saw you teaching Yunfeng sword, junior brother. Who is the best at this sword technique in our school?" He asked Ji Jiang, but it seemed to be talking to others.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the two fellow disciples behind him agreed, "Then it must be Senior Brother Nie."

Nie Xian raised his lips and said with a smile, "You can't say that, where do you put Junior Brother Ji Jiang? But I'm also very surprised, Junior Brother Ji Jiang, you're not too early to start, isn't it a bit strange that Master entrusts you with such an important task of teaching new disciples?" Haven't thought about it?"

"Then why don't you brothers and sisters do a few tricks, and let your brothers see how to deal with it in actual combat."

Ning Yin strolled into the courtyard, he didn't want to get involved, but this rabid dog was too noisy.

In Ning Yin's view, Nie Xian is a person who can't be provoked. No matter whether there is a diamond or not, as long as he is provoked, he will automatically stop the porcelain work.

As expected, after hearing this, Nie Xian agreed without hesitation, "I use the Yunfeng Sword, and only use the first thirteen moves. Junior brother, feel free to break my moves."

Yunfeng Sword is the most famous sword technique of the Qingyuan School, with a total of 71 moves. The earlier the disciples practice, the longer they will practice and the more proficient they will be.

Nie Xian drew his sword, full of confidence, and disdain in his eyes. He couldn't believe that Ji Jiang's luck was so good every time. He made him stand out twice, and there couldn't be a third time.

Ji Jiang didn't say much, he held his sword to meet him, the swords collided, and the cold shadows intertwined.The younger brothers all kept their eyes on and waited with bated breath, for fear of missing a move.

Ning Yin watched from the sidelines, Nie Xian's moves were not wrong, but he was defeated by rigidity, as long as he found a way to break through, he would be defeated.

At the fifth move, the long sword passed by Nie Xian's ear, cutting off a strand of hair, Ji Jiang retracted the sword and stepped back, nodding slightly.

"Senior Brother Nie has accepted."

Nie Xian covered his left ear, pinched a few broken hairs with his fingertips, and glared at Ji Jiang, "It's impossible, where did you learn the demon art!"

"Senior brother Nie was joking, I learned the same thing as my senior brother." Ji Jiang said seriously when facing Nie Xian, "The swordsmanship is the same, but the people are different."

"you!"

Before Nie Xian had time to reply, a group of young disciples had rushed up to surround Ji Jiang.

"Senior Brother Ji is amazing!"

"What was Brother Ji's last move just now? It looks more powerful than Yunfeng Sword."

The new disciples were chattering and had already forgotten about Nie Xian.Nie Xian and his party made fun of themselves. Although they were still unconvinced, a loss was a loss, and there was no room for sophistry.

Ning Yin returned to the gazebo and continued drinking her tea. When she looked up again, Nie Xian and the others had already left.Hearing the sound of swinging the sword again, he leaned against the pillar of the pavilion, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

In addition to teaching new disciples, Ji Jiang was also assigned to tidy up the Zangshu Pavilion.Ning Yin was still somewhat interested in ancient books, so he simply went to read them together.

Ji Jiang and several disciples were busy, and each of them took two stacks of books to the yard to dry them, and then sorted them out by category.Ning Yin was sitting on the grand teacher's chair in the Library Pavilion, tapping the armrest of the chair with his fingers from time to time.

Qingyuan school mental method, no interest.

There is also no interest in the records of major events of the various immortal sects.

Ning Yin flipped through a few books, but couldn't find any books that he could take a closer look at. Just as he was about to close his eyes, Ji Jiang brought in two more stacks of books.

"Senior Ning, are you tired?"

He was indeed tired from sitting.

Ning Yin randomly took out a book from the stack of new books, and suddenly his eyes lit up.On the title page of this book there are three large characters of Fengqizhen. Fengqizhen is an ancient art of escaping armor. Although this book is not the original, it was copied by later generations, but it is really rare to get a copy.

"Senior Ning likes to read these ancient books?" Ji Jiang turned around and moved several stacks of books, "All the ancient books are here."

Ning Yin buried his head in the book, searched for a while, and suddenly came across two black scriptures. When he took them out, they turned out to be the soul-gathering and summoning techniques he had created.

He randomly flipped through a few pages, which were also transcribed versions, but the content was verbatim.

"You stole the summoning technique from here?"

Ji Jiang glanced at the scriptures, and said embarrassingly, "The year before last, senior brother Su asked his disciples to clean the scripture pavilion, and I was among them. I accidentally read this book. I know that this technique was created by Senior Ning, so I always kept it in my heart. Whenever I had a chance, I would come to the Library Pavilion, memorize it and study it by myself, and tried many times." He quietly observed Ning Yin's expression, "I didn't expect it to be really successful."

Ning Yin put back the scroll and looked at Ji Jiang again.Although this kid's skill is still weak, he has to admit that he is indeed a good young man in cultivation.No matter which one you practice, you can achieve something, and the achievement can be big or small, it just depends on whether there is someone to teach.

Stared at by those eyes, Ji Jiang didn't know where to put his hands, "Senior Ning, are you thirsty, I'll make tea."

"Don't be busy, it's business to finish sorting out the books quickly."

"Okay, I'll finish it right away."

In the Qingyuan sect, there is not only the Cangshu Pavilion, but also the Treasure Pavilion. The Treasure Pavilion displays all kinds of swords and treasures, and many spiritual stones that absorb the essence of the sun and the moon are also placed there.On weekdays, the disciples are only allowed to guard the door, and are rarely allowed to go in to clean it, for fear of damaging the treasure.

It was seven years ago that the last time the Treasure Pavilion was cleaned, this time it was Ji Jiang's turn to clean up, and Ning Yin did not follow, but went back to the bedroom alone to take a rest.

Insufficient internal strength, people become tired, do nothing, and feel tired just sitting.

Ning Yin lay on the couch for a while, feeling that she couldn't slack off any longer, got up and sat cross-legged, closed her eyes to adjust her pulse.The weak internal force wandering in the body seems to have a little effect on Ji Jiang's cultivation, but it is far from enough.

To make Ji Jiang's skill advance by leaps and bounds, it is far from enough to practice on the mountain. It is better to go down the mountain a few times. The stronger the enemy is, the faster the internal strength will be improved.

"Young Master Ning! It's not good, Young Master Ning."

Ning Yin opened his eyes, "What happened?"

The little disciple outside the door eagerly reported, "An accident happened in the Zangbao Pavilion. Senior Brother Ji Jiang was escorted by Senior Brother Nie to the Qinggui Hall, and everyone in the faction rushed there."

In an instant, the door suddenly opened.Ning Yin was already standing at the door, frowning slightly, "Why was he detained?"

"The Treasure Pavilion was broken into by thieves, the golden jade cauldron was stolen, and the seventh and ninth senior brothers died. Nie senior brother said that it was Ji Jiang who communicated with foreign enemies and killed the two senior brothers."

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