Qin Gengyun nodded: "At that time, I thought Si Daoyou was really a dissolute person, but later I realized that you were suffering in your heart. Si Daoyou, we are already close friends. If you have something on your mind, you can just say it. There is no need to do this."
Si Minglan was startled, looking at him intently with her phoenix eyes. She suddenly pulled up her clothes, her sitting posture became dignified, and her voice no longer pretended to be coquettish:
"I was rescued by my master and started to practice the Zhenyang Sect Kung Fu. I made great progress with each passing day. However, my inner demons were too strong and my foundation was unstable. I never dared to attack the golden elixir."
"The master gave me this wine gourd. It was found on the Hongyin Mountain in the Land of the Southern Demon. It's called the 'Red Immortal Gourd'. I use it to brew medicine and wine. Drinking it for a long time will help stabilize the foundation."
"It's just that my inner demons are difficult to solve. No matter how solid my foundation is, it doesn't matter. But your current situation is very suitable."
Si Minglan placed the wine gourd in front of Qin Gengyun:
"I will leave Xingluo Town tonight with Yunxing, Yunyan and Yunyu, and go to Feiyun Sect. We say goodbye today, and we may never see each other again. This 'Red Immortal Gourd' should be regarded as a parting gift. ."
Qin Gengyun did not accept this rare treasure, but just looked at Si Minglan quietly.
Si Minglan, who had always been charming and bold, felt embarrassed and avoided his gaze.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Qin Gengyun sighed and said slowly:
"If nothing can be done, don't forget that we still have friends."
Qin Gengyun knew what Si Minglan was thinking, so she sent the three Yunxings to Feiyun Sect, and then sent Yin Qiaoqin's jade pendant to her junior brother, which meant that her worldly affairs were over.
All that's left is revenge.
But even if she perfects the "Nine-tailed Fox Scroll", there are so many masters in the Western Dynasty that she may not be able to take revenge on her own.
The final result was probably that she died in the West Palace.
Therefore, once this goes, it may be a farewell forever.
Si Minglan gave Qin Gengyun the red fairy gourd that she carried with her as a farewell gift.
Upon hearing Qin Gengyun's words, Si Minglan was startled and looked at him intently:
"friend?"
Qin Gengyun nodded: "Since you came to Yunling Town, and many things have happened since then, I have become more and more certain that you are different from Ye Xiyue, and different from the Zhenyang Sect where good and evil are difficult to distinguish. You are not a high-ranking fairy, you are. my friend."
"friend."
Si Minglan lowered her eyebrows and remained silent for a long time. She placed the red fairy gourd on the table and stood up.
When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, turned around, walked to Qin Gengyun, opened her hands, and said with a smile:
"Since we are friends, let's say goodbye properly."
Qin Gengyun looked up at her, with a smile on his face, stood up, and opened his hands.
Under the swaying light of the long-bright lamp, the two figures hugged each other, but it was enough, and it did not involve the relationship between men and women.
Si Minglan rested her chin on Qin Gengyun's solid shoulder, closed her eyes, and after a moment, gently pushed Qin Gengyun away.
Her right hand was pointed on her forehead, her left hand was attached to her lower abdomen, her legs were slightly bent, and she gave a graceful salute. This was the traditional way of saluting women from the land of the Western Emperor.
"Si Minglan, the daughter of Si Yuanwu, the great general of the Western Dynasty, bid farewell!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the room.
Looking at her swaying and charming yet decisive figure, Qin Gengyun also bowed his hand:
"Qin Gengyun, Zhaiyu Alley, Yunling Town, I wish Miss Si success and a safe escape!"
Qin Gengyun stood in the corridor on the second floor of the inn. After a moment, he saw Si Minglan walking out of the inn door with Yun Xing, Yun Yan and Yun Yu.
Yun Wu saw each other off behind, and the three children had tears in their eyes, but they were as determined as Si Minglan.
The figures of one large and three small ones quickly disappeared into the night.
Qin Gengyun was still standing in the corridor, looking into the distance:
"When people come and go, they must say goodbye. Madam, when will we see each other again after we say goodbye?"
Zhenyang Sect.
Danxia Peak.
Under the bright moonlight, a female cultivator wearing the white dress of an outer disciple was walking on a steep and remote mountain road.
She has a delicate appearance and a childish look on her face. She looks about eighteen or nineteen years old.
But there was blood on her body and her hair was a little messy. It was a little scary to walk in the darkness in the middle of the night.
After walking for a while, pavilions and thousands of lights appeared in front of us.
"Is this the centralized residence of Danxia Peak disciples?"
The female cultivator talked to herself, her voice was cold, but it was completely different from her appearance.
There were two male disciples on night duty walking in front of them. The female cultivator brushed her body with her hands, her long hair was tied up, the blood stains on her body disappeared, and her whole person suddenly became dignified and tidy.
The two night watch disciples saw her and stepped forward to ask, "Junior sister, why haven't you returned to your room so late at night? If Senior Sister Lin finds out, she will be punished!"
The female cultivator had a look of confusion and fear on her face. She bowed to the two of them and timidly said:
"Two senior brothers, I first entered Danxia Peak and wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn't want to but got lost. Please forgive me and don't tell Senior Sister Liu!"
She has a delicate appearance, a sweet voice, and is endearing to everyone. The two male disciples couldn't bear to be embarrassed, and one of them said:
"It turns out that this is the junior sister who has just arrived. Are you a bronze-level disciple? Your residence is in Qiluo Garden. There are numbers on the bronze medal around your waist, which correspond to your room."
"Excuse me, senior brother, is this it?" The female cultivator picked up a bronze medal around her waist with "ninety-eight" engraved on it. The male disciple said:
"By the way, you should live in Bronze Room No. 98. The residences of Bronze-level and Silver-level disciples are both in Qiluo Garden. Junior sister, remember not to enter the residence of Silver-level disciples by mistake. You will be punished."
Another male disciple corrected her: "Don't call the senior sister by the wrong surname. The deacon sister who manages your bronze and silver-level disciples is called Lin Qingci, not Liu."
"Thank you two senior brothers. You are really good people. It's just that I'm new here and I really don't know anything about the affairs within the sect. Please teach me two senior brothers."
The female cultivator had a cute look on her face and quickly coaxed a lot of things from the mouths of the two male disciples.
For example, this is indeed Danxia Peak, one of the six peaks in Zhenyang, and this female cultivator named Ruomei should be an outer disciple who came here half a month ago.
The Zhenyang Sect has a hierarchy for its disciples. From low to high, they are bronze, silver, gold, deacon, and leader.
Among them, Bronze and Silver are outer disciples, while Gold level are ordinary inner disciples.
Above are the deacon disciples. Luo Zhenfeng, who was killed by Xia Qinglian, is the deacon disciple.
Above the deacon disciples are the highest-level governing disciples. Usually there are only three people on each peak. For example, senior sister Ye Xiyue, second senior sister Wei Wan, and third senior sister Si Minglan on Xiyue Peak are the leading disciples.
If you can control the disciples, you can hope to take over when the peak master gets old. If you go one step further, you can even compete for the next leader.
However, these are too far away from ordinary disciples. There are tens of thousands of Zhenyang Sect disciples, and there are only 18 disciples of the Six Peaks Commander in total. They are the most talented among the geniuses.
There are only a few hundred deacon disciples, more than 2,000 gold-level disciples, and the remaining nearly 8,000 are all outer disciples.
"Thank you two senior brothers, I will go back to my room now."
The female cultivator thanked the two male disciples and walked towards Qiluo Garden where the outer disciples lived together. The ignorance and greenness on her face disappeared in an instant, and there was a cold look in her eyes.
"Junior sister, what is your name?"
A male disciple asked from behind.
At this time, the moonlight was shrouded by dark clouds. The female cultivator stopped and turned around. Her expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness, only a cold voice came:
"My name is Ruomei."
(End of chapter)
