Hearing the word "yanmo", Qingxu's brows furrowed even more, while Lu Hanjiang raised his brows, looked at Qingjing a few more times with interest, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
The three people in the middle have their own thoughts, and the two groups of disciples behind them also have different expressions. The Taiyi Pavilion disciples all have nervous expressions and pitiful eyes, while the Jianxingju disciples are whispering, full of doubts, and they don't know. Why? One of the disciples with a flat nose said with dissatisfaction: "Practice ink? What's the big deal with grinding ink? How can this be considered a punishment?" An older disciple next to him covered his mouth with a flat nose. After whispering, the snub-nosed expression changed and then he fell silent.
Grinding ink does take a little effort, but if it is used as a punishment, it seems a bit heavy-handed, and of course it cannot be done countless times. But Taiyi Pavilion's ink research is somewhat different from that of ordinary literati. After all, Taiyi Pavilion's ink-control magic can create talismans out of thin air. Which ordinary poet can do this?
Having said that, the Taiyi Pavilion at the beginning was indeed not very impressive. The charms used to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits were naturally written on yellow paper. The power of the various spells in the door was pitiful. Ever since they and Jian Xingju established themselves from the Yuhu Sect, they were helpless and had difficulty surviving. It was only later that the Yuhu Sect chose two places for them to stay, and they escaped from the predicament of wandering.
However, the location of Jianxingju is a stretch of majestic and continuous four-color mountains that contain righteousness, and its strength is increasing day by day. On the other hand, Taiyi Pavilion is located on a dangerous peak surrounded by half of the cold pool, and every time the Golden Crow comes to an end, the black bamboo forest on the back mountain disappears. Adding to the weirdness. One day, someone accidentally entered the bamboo forest and was trapped for several days. When he came out, he looked like a lunatic, talking nonsense. He was obviously frightened. He lost his breath after a while, but he held a piece of black tightly in his hand. bamboo.
Although they were curious about the divisions of the black bamboo forest, no one had dared to step into it easily. Now that they had obtained a section of black bamboo, they could finally study it carefully. What they didn't expect was that although the black bamboo forest was extremely strange, the black bamboo could grind out a black liquid that was smoother than ordinary ink and could condense without being dispersed. The spells made with it were even more powerful. ! After constant practice and exploration, they discovered that all the spells in Taiyi Pavilion could be cast out of thin air. Not only were their powers multiplied and varied, but they no longer had the pain of relying on paper.
The only thing that puzzled them was that although the bamboo ink could be brought back to Taiyi Pavilion and controlled at will, the black bamboo itself would turn into ashes once it left the bamboo forest for a certain period of time. However, a lot of black bamboo was lost in vain. Later, some people became curious and wanted to enter the black bamboo forest to explore, but they never came out. After that, no one dared to go deep. They only took the black bamboo from the outside of the black bamboo forest, grinded it on the spot, and then transported it back to Taiyi Pavilion.
But as time went by, many disciples disappeared inexplicably. No one was willing to risk their lives to study ink here. Taiyi Pavilion renamed the Black Bamboo Forest "Punishment Forest" and asked disciples to punish them whenever they made mistakes. Lin Yanmo not only "corrected" their behavior, but also contributed to Taiyi Pavilion.
However, black bamboo grows slowly, and bamboo ink is a serious consumable. It didn't take long for the black bamboo on the outside to be cut down. If you want to get another black bamboo, you can only sneak into the depths of the bamboo forest along the path between the mountain walls. From that day on, almost no one in the Taiyi Pavilion made any mistakes. They were very restrained in their words and deeds, for fear that they would be punished to study ink and lose their lives if they were not careful. Fortunately, the world is relatively peaceful recently, and bamboo and ink can be used sparingly, but if this continues, sooner or later it will return to the old yellow paper era, and Taiyi Pavilion is worried day and night.
Today, when I heard that Qingjing wanted to punish himself by grinding ink, the disciples of Taiyi Pavilion could not feel happy, but were filled with worry. After all, the young elder Qingjing was very good to them. He always turned a blind eye to everything. He was not as harsh and harsh as Qingxu. He loudly tried to dissuade them and volunteered to be punished for him, until Qingxu coughed and said, Then he gave up.
The Black Bamboo incident is not a secret, of course Lu Hanjiang has heard about it. Although Qingjing took the initiative to ask Ying to make him look at him differently, his hatred could not fade away. After all, killing his disciple in front of him was not a trivial matter. If Qingjing could die in the black bamboo forest, he would not have to take action. He narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "You said this yourself. If something happens, don't blame me... But I would like to ask Elder Qingxu... This murder is not a small crime. How long will you be punished? "
"This punishment forest has a great impact on people's character. The most serious punishment is usually only three days. If it is a murder, one month should be considered a capital punishment!" Qingxu's words are not a hidden cover. Although practicing ink seems easy, but Mental torture is more difficult to recover from than physical torture. Normally, after returning from studying ink, a disciple would have to lie down for ten and a half months before he could recover. If he really stayed there for a year or several months, and if he was not strong-willed, it would be really difficult. live.
"One month..." Lu Hanjiang was quite dissatisfied and said coldly: "One month is a bit too short. My twelve disciples died here in vain. Even in terms of heads, it would still take twelve months! Qingxu's face turned cold when he heard this, and the veins in his hands bulged, and he whispered: "Lu Hanjiang, don't push yourself too hard! If you..."
"There is indeed something wrong with this..." Qingjing hurriedly took a step forward before Qingxu finished speaking. Lu Hanjiang was startled, stepped back, reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, and said, "What do you want?" Seeing Lu Hanjiang's nervous look, Qingjing laughed a few times, and then said, "The Gumen election is now underway. Don't let this hurt the harmony between Jianxingju and Taiyi Pavilion. Twelve months is indeed not appropriate. After all, I killed twelve of your disciples, so I will be punished by one discipline. If I miss it by one day, I will not end well!" Qingjing San Pointing to the sky, he swore a poisonous oath.
"One year? Twelve years! Qingjing, don't be impulsive! This must not be done..." Qingxu's face turned pale, and he quickly grabbed Qingjing, but saw that Qingjing's face was very firm, and he blinked at him covertly and made a gesture. , Qingxu could only sigh and shake his head repeatedly.
Of course Qingxu understood his intention. Originally, he thought that Lu Hanjiang came to the door because of Lu Youyou and Lu Qingtan, but now it seems that Lu Hanjiang does not know about this yet. If the punishment is light, I'm afraid they will come to negotiate with me in the future, and it will definitely end more poorly. Although Lu Hanjiang loves face, the incident was caused by Jian Xingju after all, and even if Qingxu said something to let the two of them go, and Qingjing took the initiative to bear such a heavy punishment, Lu Hanjiang must have known that he was in the wrong and would be embarrassed to do it again. Coming to find trouble is just a pain for Qing Jing. Going to punish Lin is probably more bad than good.
Lu Hanjiang originally thought that December was already a long time, but he never thought that Qingjing was still too light. He only thought that he was a courageous newborn calf. However, Qingjing's words played into his hands. As long as he works a little in the future, the sword will Xingju will definitely build one end of Taiyi Pavilion! Seeing that Qingjing had sworn an oath, he was not worried at all that he would not fulfill it. He smiled lightly and said: "I didn't expect that the boy would be so responsible. I am a bit more aggressive. In this case, let's stop this matter. I have something else to do, so I will leave first." I won’t give it away!”
As soon as Lu Hanjiang left, the surrounding disciples surrounded him and were finally driven away by Qingjing. Qingxu couldn't bear to be disturbed too much and left sadly on the pretext of preparing for him to go to the Punishment Forest. He was left alone to go back to the house. A little tidying up. Just as he was holding his brush in a daze, he felt a figure flash outside the door. He turned back and thrust the brush out, landing it in the hand of the person who came.
"Little Elder Qingjing... Xiaotian is willing to be punished with you!" I saw Xiaotian kneeling on the ground with a plop, holding the brush in both hands, and his eyes were red from crying. Originally, he had a share of "credit" for solving the twelve disciples. , but unexpectedly, they were all taken over by Qingjing.
Qingjing did not pick up the brush, but after putting the package on his shoulder, he picked up Xiaotian, put the ink sac into his hand, nodded his head and said: "My temperament follows the name, and I like purity! Since If you can practice alone, you naturally don't want to be disturbed by others... There is no use for these two treasures with you. If you put them aside casually and fear that they will get dusty, it is better to leave them to you for safekeeping. If anything goes wrong, you are the only one to ask."
As he said that, he took out another yellowed book that had been turned over and stuffed it into Xiaotian's hand, "This book is my previous experience of the technique, but because I am weak, I have not used it even ten times, so please don't let it go." That old man sees it, otherwise you will be spoiled for choice! Practice hard and don’t come to see me!" After saying this, he swaggered out of the door. Looking at his posture, he looked like a wandering vagabond, without any trace of it. In danger.
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"Second sister, if you keep running, I'm afraid you won't be killed, but you will be exhausted... There are good people there to stop you. Isn't that guy coming after you?" Lu Qingtan was dragged away for an unknown length of time, as if He lay slumped on the ground like a dead dog. His clothes were torn into tatters, and his body was covered with tiny wounds. He kept yelling ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch ouch.
"Stop yelling, that Qingxu is the one who protects our own shortcomings. I'm afraid that if he knows the truth, he won't let us go!" Lu Youyou was also panting, put away Shuanghua and looked around, but saw that there was only one person everywhere. The weeds were so tall that she couldn't see the road under her feet. At this moment, she relaxed and felt the pain on her exposed skin. She was busy on her way and accidentally fell into the five-sectioned awns.
These Five-jointed Miscanthus are also called Banmao, which is very similar to reeds, but reeds usually grow near water, but they grow in dry land or moist valleys. Compared with reeds, five-jointed awns are very dangerous. It's not that it is toxic per se, but that the edges of its leaves have burrs and are very sharp. If you are not careful, you will be cut by it. Although one or two wounds are not obvious, but one after another, it will be very painful. The pain will be unbearable and the direction will be lost, and even worse, the body will lose its strength and die.
But they remembered that they had not passed by this place on their way here. When they regained their strength, they found that they could not find a way out no matter what. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, it would be more difficult when the moisture came in and the mud under their feet would make them anxious and impatient. He got up and walked around in a circle aimlessly.
