Something's wrong with my sword spirit

Yue Xiaohan and a group of new disciples, after bathing and fasting, knelt down on the first step of the Xianmen hall, entered the hall, and kowtowed to their master.

When I looked up, there were criticisms all around.

"What is the phantom, what about Master himself?"

Some disciples came forward and explained: "This is the illusion left by the master. The master is still in retreat. You tentative outer disciples, don't bother the master to come forward. You should strive to improve your cultivation. After you have achieved something, the master will naturally be able to do it." See."

"This... why does Master always retreat, so what should we do if we have something to ask him?"

The disciple flicked the hem of his clothes, cupped his hands and said: "My subordinate, Yu Chi, is the eldest disciple of Ye Xianzun, and takes charge of the sect on behalf of the master. You can talk to me about anything you want."

The words had come to this point, the disciples had nothing to say, they gathered around and asked some questions, and after a while they dispersed, Yu Chiben was about to leave the hall, and looked back to see that Yue Xiaohan was still kneeling in front of the phantom.

He walked over and waved away the illusion with the teacher's handwriting: "Junior Brother Yue, do you have anything else to do?"

Yue Xiaohan regained his senses, his eyes still stayed at the place where the illusion disappeared: "Is this Master?"

"of course."

"However, there are many portraits of Master in the town where I live, all of which are different from this one."

"How could we allow Master's portraits to flow into the world, but we have taken away all the slight resemblances." Yu Chi said, wanting to explain again, "Master is in retreat, so..."

Yue Xiaohan interrupted: "Has he been in seclusion for a long time?"

"Hmm... Master has been closed for a long time..."

"Is it really closed, or is it not in the fairy gate?"

Yu Chi was taken aback for a moment: "What are you talking about? Of course the master is in Xianmen, and he built a retreat in the snow where he lives. If you don't believe me, do you want me to take you to see it? Do you have ulterior motives or something? Could it be that you coveted the master?" Zun, want to find his residence?"

Yue Xiaohan, who was charged suddenly, didn't say any more, he thought for a while: "I want to go down the mountain."

"You asked for leave just after you started your apprenticeship. I won't grant it." After the other party finished speaking, he shook his sleeves and left.

Yue Xiaohan was impatient, he wanted to sneak down the mountain, and when he came out of the main hall, he met Xiaoyou who was sweeping the floor, and planned to call him to call someone over, but after much deliberation, he sighed: "Forget it, I have to go by myself."

Xiaoyou scratched his head suspiciously: "Do you want me to go and see Uncle Yue, I'll go there at night."

His comings and goings are not restricted by the fairy gate, and he can leave after finishing his daily work. Yue Xiaohan was silent for a while, and took out a bag of money: "Well, that's fine, you keep half of this, and give me the other half." Dad, no, you keep most of it, just give some to my dad, and the money will be gone in no time in his hands."

On this day, a piece of colorful silk grew on Chimu Mountain, and the folks came to the Shangyuan Festival.

Yan Jin and Qing Heng agreed to take him to see the lanterns, and the two of them went down the mountain before it was dark. When the lanterns first came on, the lights were dimmed, and he thought to himself, no matter what, the colored silk should grow a mountain full of fireworks at night.

As night fell, there were more and more pedestrians on the street, Qing Heng pushed the wheelchair to look left and right, bumping into people from time to time, Yan Jin was not at ease: "Why don't you turn into a sword, hairpins are also fine. "

"But when you look at it that way, these lanterns look better when they are not in human form."

"Okay then." But he still couldn't sit still, "Don't stay behind me, come to me, I have to hold you..." Before he finished speaking, he turned around, and the person behind him was gone.

He was shocked, and quickly searched in the sea of ​​people. He just saw Qing Heng holding a lantern under a lantern, but he disappeared without raising his hand.

Qing Heng's eyes turned from dark to bright, looking at this exquisitely carved house in wonder, with dark lights floating on the doors and windows, all with enchantments.

He just casually glanced at a lantern on the side of the road, and suddenly his eyes went dark, he didn't notice that a sack covered him, and the sack was also covered with an enchantment, he didn't have time to break free, and when the light returned, he was already in this room .

Still holding the revolving lantern in his hand, no money has been given.

There are people talking outside the door, looking at the shadow, one is holding a fan, and the other is a little thinner.

The one holding the fan said: "Brother Luo, I was able to arrest him only thanks to your family's spirit weapon."

The slender brother Luo said: "It's okay, you and Luo Qi are also good friends, I will help if I can, and I hope you can help Luo Qi more, but, do you know this person, why did you arrest him? "

"I don't know him, but I have seen his portrait. Li Shujie, do you remember? When he was down and out, he went to the study to sell paintings. This is the person in the painting. He said it can ward off evil spirits and disasters. I was going to buy it. At that time I didn’t bring any money, but when I went to the study the next day, the painting was gone, but I saw it deeply, and I remember it until now, and it happened that on the first day of the new year, I ran into the person in the painting on the street.”

Later, he inquired about his identity, and heard that it seemed to be related to the immortals on the mountain, so he didn't dare to be rash, so he kept watching carefully, thinking that his friend Luo Qi was a disciple of the immortal sect and knew some methods of the immortal sect, so he went to ask for help in advance .

Luo Qi has a good position, it is this brother Luo, this person surnamed Luo wants to cling to the rich and powerful, Luo Qi can't stand his soft words, and promises to take out the family magic weapon for him to use.

Brother Luo said with a smile: "You really arrested him to drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters?"

The fan holder paused: "Don't tell me if you see it."

Brother Luo shook his head: "I helped you a lot, so you have to take good care of Luo Qi."

The man holding the fan was slightly slow: "I want to take care of him more, but his heart is not in the government and the public, so I can't do anything. Isn't he a disciple of the fairy sect, and he refuses to accept my father's promotion. If you say it's you, it's better. By the way, you are also a dignified man, why don't you take the exam yourself, you come to the exam, and then let my father do it secretly."

"That's so tiring." Brother Luo shrugged, "I just want to be a salted fish. He has a bright future. Don't I just lie down and win?"

"Okay, whatever you want." The man arched his hands at him, turned and pushed the door open.

Qing Heng put down the lantern, and just as the person pushed the door, he waved his wide sleeves, and the barrier around him disappeared, and the person who came was pulled in by a strong force, fell straight in, and fell to the ground, screaming in pain and did not stand up for a long time .

Qing Heng put a cold face in front of him: "Why did you arrest me?"

The visitor raised his head with difficulty: "I... I was wrong, I didn't know you were so powerful, I wouldn't dare again, spare my life, spare my life..."

Qing Heng said again: "You are not from the immortal sect, where did this enchantment come from?"

The man trembled and touched the jade pendant on his waist: "I borrowed a magic weapon from a friend, spare my life, spare my life..."

Qing Heng looked at the jade pendant, and heard urgent footsteps approaching from far to near. After a while, a man in white broke into the door, accidentally stepped on the leg of the begging man, and quickly looked down: "The surname is Wang Yes, you should catch him, return the magic weapon to me quickly, my father found out."

The person lying on his stomach shouted again and again: "This person is not simple, you came just in time..."

"I don't care. I just want to borrow it from you. Whether you make it or not has nothing to do with me. It's just this one person..." He pointed into the room, looked over, and suddenly his expression changed drastically.

The one surnamed Wang was lying on the ground and explained: "This man is amazing."

Luo Qi's pupils dilated and ignored him.

He continued to shout: "You have to help me, you know the way of the fairy gate, please help me get rid of me."

With a plop, Rozzie knelt down.

The person lying on the stomach was stunned: "You... you want to plead for me, don't you? You can't beat him, right? Then... okay, good brother..."

And Rozzie kowtowed, and honestly kowtowed three times, his face was full of shock and he saw clearly: "Master... Master!"

The person lying on the stomach suddenly froze: "What?"

Luo Qi kowtowed a few more times: "Master, aren't you building a retreat in Luoxue? Why are you here?" He thought for a while, then turned his head and grabbed the neck of the person next to him, "It was you who went to Chen Mingzong to take my teacher Has Zun caught it?"

The man's face was flushed, and he breathed out a few words unsteadily: "I...do I have that ability?"

"That's right." Luo Qi let go of him, and was again shocked to see clearly, "Master, Master forgive me, this disciple offended you by making friends carelessly."

Qing Heng woke up from the shock, his face turned pale, and he took a step closer to Luo Qi: "What did you call me?"

"Master."

"What kind of master am I?"

"Aren't you Chen Mingzong Ye Rongxue Ye Xianzun, what's wrong with you, Master?"

Qing Heng stood in panic: "How long has Xianzun Ye been in closed door?"

Luo Qi was puzzled: "Master, haven't you... You have been in retreat since the flood in the world was quelled more than ten years ago, and you have finally come out. In recent years, the new disciples have not seen you yet. .”

"You said that I am Ye Rongxue, who used the Qing Hengjian to quell the floods in the world, searched for its source and sealed the evil things, and then retreated to this day?"

"Yes... yes, Master, don't you remember?"

"I don't remember." Qing Heng shook his head, "I'm really Ye Rongxue?"

"How could the disciple recognize the wrong master?"

"Do you have any evidence?"

"Huh?" Luo Qi was stunned.

How can I prove that my master is my master?

"This...you must be my master. My disciple once bathed and fasted outside the Great Hall of the Immortal Gate. He knelt down and worshiped you as his teacher. There is no way he would admit his mistake." Luo Qi moved closer, "Master, you have left the seclusion. Why don't you know the disciples, and why are you here?"

Qing Heng lowered his eyes, and his hands in his sleeves trembled slightly.

There was a sudden light outside the door, and suddenly there was a pair of hands pinching Luo Qi, the flames settled down, and he lifted him up on the wheelchair, his eyes were piercing: "Did you catch Qing Heng?"

Luo Qi waved his hands and couldn't speak, looking at his master in fear.

Yan Jin also looked back at Qing Heng, and saw that his face was pale, his brows were furrowed, and he slowly raised his hand, which was still trembling a little.

He whispered: "Not to kill?"

Qing Heng nodded.

Yanjin shook off the man in his hands: "Didn't he catch you?"

Qing Heng shook his head.

"So it's him?" He looked at the person lying on the ground.

"Yes."

"Okay." Yan Jin stretched out his hand, and a ball of fire flew out from his sleeve, hitting the man, before the man had time to exclaim, it was reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Among the ashes, there was only a jade pendant that hadn't melted, and it shone slightly. Yan Jin narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to put the jade pendant in his hand. The jade in his hand slowly melted into water, and there was a rusty piece of iron in the middle.

Another dragon scale, he slightly hooked the corner of his mouth.

Luo Qi next to him coughed for a while, looked at the piece of iron, and said in astonishment: "The treasure of my family is a piece of broken iron?"

"A family heirloom again?"

Seeing his fierce expression, the other party reacted to the point: "That's mine, give it back to me... Teacher..."

He was about to pounce on him, but was repelled by a burst of force, and he fell back through the window and fell downstairs. A curse was cast on his head, and the gleam of light disappeared from his hair.

Qing Heng flicked his sleeves: "Although he didn't catch me, but he helped the evildoers, I will teach him for Xianmen."

The author has something to say: Qing Heng is Ye Rongxue, this should... have been hinted at, I think...

In Chapter 22, in the copybook written by Flying Out, in the poem "Bai Xue especially hates the late spring, so she wears the courtyard to make flying flowers."

Chapter 43 Qingheng coincidentally explains Yue’s father’s question, saying that when the flowers bloom and the leaves fall, Ye Rongxue will not appear when Qingheng appears, and the flowers will only bloom when the leaves fall. In this chapter, Yue’s father I also said that when spring comes, all the flowers will revive, and the only plums will wither, so...the identity always needs to be revealed, and sooner or later, Qing Heng will appear as his true identity.