Xiao Yinpu stayed at Tianshan Gate for one day and then left. As soon as he returned, he began to secretly investigate the spies. Once he discovers something fishy, Xiao Yinpu will immediately pass the information to Jin Su'er through the Thousand Miles Transmission Note.
"Headmaster Xiao will not catch the spies directly. He plans to keep an eye on the spies' actions, and when they tip off, he will catch the mastermind behind the scenes."
Zhang Qing's calves were resting on the tree, her upper body was hanging in the air, her hands were clasped on the back of her head, and she was doing sit-ups one after another. Her practice clothes were soaked with sweat, but she didn't breathe much when she spoke: "This is a good idea, let's Why didn’t you use it then?”
Jin Su'er was holding a white jade mortar under the shade of the tree, and was grinding herbs at a steady speed with a pestle in her hand. There was also a pile beside her, and her tone was helpless and a little funny: "We made an extraordinary move, and the few we caught are Tianshanmen." All the spies were planted."
Zhang Qing raised his eyebrows, the other party only sent so many people? It seems that Tianshan Gate is not taken very seriously. Maybe there are just a few small sects in this area?
Really uneasy.
"Then do we have any other countermeasures? We won't have to wait again."
Jin Su'er chuckled: "We really have to wait, but this time we are not waiting for Master Xiao..."
The sound of a sharp sword suddenly came from not far away, interrupting the conversation between the two little girls. Ruan Ruibai and Yi Qusheng were fighting on a flat ground, with dust flying under their feet.
The clothes of the two people were fluttering, which attracted Jin Su'er and Zhang Qing to look at them in unison.
Ruan Ruibai's strikes were very fast and powerful. Even with the wooden sword in his hand, he swung it with a sound that broke through the air. Tianshan Sect's swordsmanship was tricky and would appear a bit ruthless to ordinary people when used by ordinary people, but he imbued the wooden sword with spiritual energy. , every move is covered with silvery white wind and snow, looking sharp and beautiful.
He raised his head and attacked Yi Qusheng's chin, but Yi Qusheng tilted his head to avoid it.
There was wind under Ruan Ruibai's sword, and there was wind under Yi Qusheng's feet. After fighting for a long time, he was stunned but didn't get a hit.
Ruan Ruibai was a little irritated, and immediately followed up with a horizontal slash: "Elder brother, you should attack here!"
Yi Qusheng backed away again, waved his sleeves, and controlled a wisp of white flame to melt the frost on his clothes. His tone was also a little annoyed: "Junior brother, although I have also practiced some swordsmanship and boxing, but I am a weapon cultivator! "
Even if the opponent only uses a wooden sword, he can't pick it up rashly!
"Then you at least take two moves seriously, otherwise how will I consolidate my cultivation!"
With that said, he attacked again. They were already in the foundation building stage, and there was only one level difference between the two of them. Why couldn't they hit him? He had to cut off a piece of Yi Qusheng's hair and robe today!
Yi Qusheng saw him attacking his neck, and gritted his teeth to block his move, which made his jaw numb from the shock.
"hiss……"
The sword cultivator's strength is terrifying.
After Zhang Qing finished a set of crunches, he hung upside down on the tree and said to the two of them: "How about I practice swordsmanship with the second senior brother instead?"
With her current physical strength, it is completely possible to take on a wooden sword, and she has Zi Lei treatment, so it doesn't matter even if Ruan Ruibai uses a real sword.
Ruan Ruibai's face darkened: "No need!"
Zhang Qing is not afraid of his sword, but his sword is afraid of Zhang Qing's.
It's not like he hasn't sparred with Zhang Qing before. After all, among their four disciples, only he and Zhang Qing are capable of martial arts.
But Ruan Ruibai didn't expect that she didn't use a fist to hit the flesh, but used a bare-handed move to catch his sword, which electrocuted a piece of his sword black.
Some swords may appear to have a large black spot on them, but they are actually useless.
Some people may still be alive on the surface, but actually they have been dead in their hearts for a while.
Later, Ruan Ruibai squatted in the Hidden Sword Pavilion holding his broken sword and refused to go out. Zhang Qing apologized but it didn't work, and Yi Qusheng forged a sword for him, but it didn't work either. It was Jin Su'er who took out a few spiritual stones from Zhang Qing's alimony and bought him a new one that made him willing to come out.
As soon as he came out, he asked Yi Qusheng to add lightning protection materials to the sword.
It's not that Ruan Ruibai cares about money. He is angry because the ruined sword was the first gift Jin Su'er gave him. It was also his first sword. He had used it for five or six years and carefully maintained it for five or six years. , I didn’t expect that Zhang Qing’s hand was broken as soon as he clapped his hands.
I feel so sad.
The first gift Su'er gave was so carelessly lost.
But he couldn't say anything yet, after all, he was the one who took the initiative to find someone to practice with. It's not like he never thought that Zhang Qing's purple thunder would damage the metal, so he specially wrapped it with a layer of spiritual energy for protection.
That incident directly caused Ruan Ruibai to have a psychological shadow on Zi Lei. No matter what Zhang Qing said, he would not want to spar with her again, even if he was using an ordinary wooden sword in his hand.
The more Ruan Ruibai thought about it, the angrier he became, and his attacks became more ruthless.
Yi Qusheng was forced to take his sword again, and his palms were sore.
Weapon cultivators and alchemy cultivators alike cherish their hands!
Yi Qusheng took a few steps back, threw down his wooden sword, and gave up: "Qingqing, come and practice with him! Don't use your purple thunder!"
Zhang Qing's eyes lit up, he rolled down from the tree and walked towards them excitedly.
She has just made a breakthrough and needs a physical fight with someone to solidify her cultivation.
Ruan Ruibai's face turned dark. Seeing that Zhang Qing was about to come over, he immediately dropped the wooden sword and almost broke down: "No fight!"
He can also consolidate his cultivation by swinging his sword alone, but it's just slower than sparring!
Zhang Qing immediately stopped, pursed his lips, hesitated for two seconds and then took a step forward: "I don't need Zi Lei..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw Ruan Ruibai take a step back.
...Zhang Qing squatted back on the tree.
It seems that it will take some time for Ruan Ruibai to get rid of the psychological shadow of Broken Sword.
According to Jin Su'er's popular science, sword cultivators value their swords very much. After getting a good sword, many sword cultivators will make an exaggerated oath that "the sword can cut people to death". For people like Ruan Ruibai who love swords, they will be in the future. It is very possible that he would swear an oath for his beloved sword.
Ruan Ruibai originally wanted to make a vow with the sword given by Jin Su'er, but now that he met Zhang Qing, he had to think more about it.
Yi Qusheng also climbed up the tree and squatted next to Zhang Qing, preventing Ruan Ruibai from under the tree from making a sneak attack.
"But it's really slow to practice by yourself..." Zhang Qing muttered, hanging her two thin arms on the branches, and the ginkgo leaves woven into a cloak behind her followed her, making her look really like A little dryad.
Ruan Ruibai walked to Jin Su'er and sat down next to her, helping her choose herbs.
The farce just now was seen by Jin Su'er. Seeing Ruan Ruibai coming to help her with an unhappy face, he couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing, which made Ruan Ruibai's ears turn red, but he still pinched out the dead herb branches and leaves without saying a word. .
Ruan Ruibai tilted his body slightly, approached Jin Su'er, and said in a very low voice: "Su'er, stop laughing, I won't lose my temper like this... again."
Jin Suer also smiled and tilted her head to approach him: "I believe in you, senior brother."
Ruan Ruibai's ears turned redder.
Yi Qusheng watched the two people getting close under the tree, then turned to look at Zhang Qing hanging next to him.
Zhang Qing also turned around at the right time: "What's wrong?"
Yi Qusheng turned his head, scratched the back of his head and muttered: "It's nothing."
I just hate that you are a piece of wood.
Zhang Qing let go of his hand and sat down next to Yi Qusheng. The branches they were sitting on did not tremble at all, only the rustling of leaves when the breeze blew.
"Brother, would you like to accompany me to the back mountain?" Zhang Qing said softly, in a calm tone: "It's time to go on patrol."
Yi Qusheng nodded, feeling enlightened.
The two jumped down from the tree lightly without disturbing Ruan Ruibai and Jin Suer.
After walking for a while, they came to the trail in the back mountain and walked in the direction of the ginkgo tree where Zhang Qingdiao's mask was previously.
It's August now, and the weather is still hot. The plants in the woods behind the mountain are growing crazily, casting large shadows. It's very cool. The heat generated by the two people just exercising has dissipated a lot, and they feel unexpectedly calm. , walking slowly on the quiet mountain path.
"Senior brother, don't you have anything to ask?" Zhang Qing spoke first, breaking the silence.
It was rare for Yi Qusheng not to make any more jokes. He paused, opened his thin lips slightly, and moved a few times but did not spit out a word.
"Senior brother?" Zhang Qing stopped and turned to look at Yi Qusheng.
She was sure that Yi Qusheng also saw those memories at that time, the destruction of Tianshan Gate, and his death.
Yi Qusheng took a deep breath.
"Qingqing, are those all true?"
"……it is true."
"When will it happen?"
"have no idea."
"Can it be avoided?"
"No, but..." Zhang Qing took off her mask and raised her head to look at him. Her fair skin made her eyes even darker, so black that they seemed to absorb all the light. Looking deeply, there seemed to be something inside. The arc of purple thunder is jumping quietly.
"That's probably why I came to Tianshan Gate."
