Ever since I made these detonating charms, I have been carrying them with me all the time, thinking about when I could find a remote place to practice them! However, if he had been away for a little longer, he would be suspected by Qingxu, so he never acted without authorization.
Because disciples often disappeared in the Black Bamboo Forest recently, the elders put aside the ink research for a few days. However, if the delay continued like this, they might not have enough ink to consume, so they could only send more manpower to improve efficiency. , and it’s also safer.
Qingjing had long wanted to go to the Black Bamboo Forest to practice the talisman, so he naturally turned a deaf ear to the elders' advice. If he could find a chance to join the ink grinding team, he would naturally have the opportunity to sneak into the depths of the Black Bamboo Forest to test the detonating talisman. effect.
However, this ink research team selects a fixed number of disciples from each academy. Once there is one more or one less, something is wrong immediately. Qingjing has no other choice but to wait for the opportunity to come.
Suddenly one day, while he was cleaning, he suddenly bumped into a few disciples beside him who were talking about something, and he raised the corner of his mouth and stood in front of them.
Taiyi Pavilion usually relies on the self-consciousness of its disciples and has never banned alcohol. However, if you delay business due to drinking, you will still be punished. Qingjing heard that these disciples drank too much last night, and one of them was still awake. Now he was worried about the lack of one person to study ink, so he had an idea in his mind.
Several people already had ulterior motives in their hearts, and they felt even more uneasy when being stared at by Qing Jing with malicious intent. Although he was still young and could not attract their attention, they had just consulted Qing Xu a few days ago, so they were naturally interested in him. He is no stranger.
When Qingjing saw the appearance of several people, he stepped forward and put their arms around each other, saying that since they were all disciples of the same sect, they naturally had to take care of each other. He felt a little unbearable when he heard that they were in trouble, so he decided to help them gather the number of people.
Several people looked happy when they heard this, but they still cautiously looked back and asked Qingxu if he knew about this?
Qingjing shook her head and said that Qingxu seemed to have something important to do recently. She had been running to the elders and had no time to take care of herself. After hearing this, these disciples felt relieved and told Qingjing that when the roll call would be called later, they could just help him and say yes to deal with it, and then they could go and have a rest. When the ink grinding was over, they would naturally help him bring out a portion.
Qingjing had no intention of studying ink in the first place, so he naturally agreed with this statement, but still looked very embarrassed, and finally reluctantly agreed.
These disciples did indeed keep their word. After the roll call, they actually took Qingjing to a secluded place, left some snacks for him to have a good rest, and then hurriedly went to study ink.
Seeing that there was no one around, Qingjing casually grabbed the snacks and sneaked along the path towards the black bamboo forest. It didn't take long before he got into the black bamboo forest.
Because no one had been here for a long time, the weeds under his feet almost reached the top of his thighs. Qingjing continued to move forward through the weeds, trying to find a flat place. But just as he was slowly moving forward, he suddenly heard a splashing sound not far away...
When Qingjing heard this, she couldn't help but think to herself: Could this place really be haunted? He turned his head to look over there, and his face suddenly turned pale. The person who saw the source of the sound was a face that was more terrifying than a ghost. This person rushed forward with a solemn expression, not knowing what to do...
Seeing this, Qingjing had no intention of moving forward. Without being noticed by this person, he rolled and crawled away from the black bamboo forest. He thought to himself: Didn't the eldest brother go to the elders? What are you doing in Black Bamboo Forest? From the looks of it, he must have discovered himself and came here to take him back, right?
However, if Qingxu was in such a hurry that he found out about it, he would be in trouble. He thought about it for an unknown amount of time, and it wasn't until several disciples came back from studying ink and called him that he finally woke up and followed him.
He originally thought Qingxu would be furious when he found out he was gone when he came back, but he didn't expect that he couldn't find Qingxu after searching around. It wasn't until a long time later that he saw the pale Qingxu being carried back.
He saw Qingxu going to the Black Bamboo Forest, so he must have encountered something in the Black Bamboo Forest! But no matter who he asked later, he only got the answer from their mouths that Qingxu was just infected with the wind and cold.
He originally wanted to make an insinuation from Qingxu, but the latter kept silent about the matter. From that day on, the usually decisive eldest brother became hesitant in doing things. Even small things like opening doors at night had to be confirmed repeatedly. It takes a few times to feel reassured.
Qingjing originally thought that this kind of thing would be smoothed over by time, but the seed of curiosity had already been planted in his heart. Finally, one day he couldn't bear it anymore, so he took all the detonating charms and headed to the Black Bamboo Forest at night.
The black bamboo forest during the day is already gloomy, and the black bamboo forest at night is even more eerie. There seems to be a monster hidden in every dark shadow, ready to appear at any time and devour the purity.
Although Qingjing was also afraid in his heart, he felt relieved once he touched the detonating charm in his arms. He walked through the black bamboo forest for a long time without stopping. According to the general direction of Qingxu, he finally saw a bamboo house.
The bamboo house in front of him seemed ordinary, but Qingjing always felt something strange in his heart. Especially when he thought about it, this bamboo house might be the residence of the culprit who hurt his elder brother. He also looked determined and took out the explosive. Talisman came to the bamboo house.
However, after walking around for a while, I found that this bamboo house was tightly sealed and there was no way to peek inside! Moreover, the door of the bamboo house was closed tightly, and there were no traces left on the ground at the door. Presumably, the person must have left long ago.
He looked sharply. Although he couldn't hurt anyone with his own abilities, using his "carefully crafted" detonating spell to demolish the bamboo house would somewhat relieve his hatred!
Once these charms explode, let alone the bamboo house, even the land within a few feet around the bamboo house will suffer a lot! But if this is the case, it will inevitably cause a loud noise, but as long as it can relieve the hatred of the eldest brother, Qingjing can't control that much!
As he pinched his fingers, the detonating charms instantly lit up countless red lights, and then they all made a sizzling sound. The first time he cast the detonating spell had this effect, Qingjing felt excited and quickly covered his ears and retreated to a distance.
After a long time, he still didn't wait until the sound of explosion came, and he couldn't help but look around. He saw that the detonating charms were all smoking white smoke, maybe due to moisture, and most of them had already turned into... ash.
Qingjing carefully took a closer look, feeling a little disappointed in her heart, but now her revenge plan had failed before it even started, so she could only make plans later!
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly felt a burst of red light behind him, which was much more powerful than before! He looked back expectantly, but he only heard a sound, not much louder than a fart, coming from a talisman on the roof. Then I saw little sparks explode from the roof, and accidentally landed in the middle of Qingxu's eyebrows...
Although the white smoke of this talisman is much stronger, and even contains a slight flicker, it is still far from the usual detonating talisman. I worked hard for a long time to make these detonating charms, but not only did they not have any effect, but they even burned off my eyebrows! Qing Jing's face was filled with embarrassment, and she could no longer stay here, so she went back under the cover of night.
Because it was very unexpected to have his eyebrows removed, Qingxu also doubted him for a while, but Qingjing insisted that he accidentally left them when he was lighting a fire, so that during that time, everyone called him eyebrowless Xiaodao, which became his own childhood shadow.
However, it was precisely because of this that Qingjing worked hard and practiced hard, and his strength finally improved by leaps and bounds. Especially after he accidentally learned the Blood Ink Forbidden Technique, he became even more different than before!
In her spare time, Qingjing often takes care of her eyebrows in different ways. She actually makes her eyebrows black, shiny and extremely long. These long eyebrows not only cover her scars and "sad past", but also become her A sign of purity.
There is even an interesting saying circulated in Taiyi Pavilion: What Elder Qingjing practices is actually the magic skill of eyebrows. The longer his eyebrows are, the stronger his strength will be. Once he loses his eyebrows, he will become an ordinary person... and the seven orifices of Qingjing Qi will generate smoke.
Now that this old incident was brought up by Heizhu Jingjing, Qingjing couldn't help but feel a faint heat on her eyebrows, as if an old injury had recurred, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl in...
"This...back then...I just did it casually, you don't have to take it to heart at all..." Qingjing's face turned red and she explained with a guilty conscience.
"To be honest, we have already guessed that my benefactor would be as strong as he is today! After all, at that age, my benefactor could control the power of those detonating spells to just enough to relieve the restrictions on the bamboo house without harming the bamboo house at all... In fact, It’s a bit rare!” Black Bamboo Essence praised repeatedly.
Although Qingjing heard that the Black Bamboo Essence didn't know that he was lacking in strength back then, he felt a little relieved. However, even if he was being praised so wildly, he couldn't bear it even though he was thick-skinned and big-hearted, especially this Black Bamboo Essence. Po spoke of a benefactor, which made him even more embarrassed.
"Ahem... A good man doesn't talk about his bravery in the past! It's better not to mention the old things again! I've naturally noticed the fact that you have secretly used your own cultivation to help me cultivate over the years... You don't have to worry about this anymore. Too much concern!"
Although in the beginning, every time the Black Bamboo Essence was used to purify the body, it would make the latter extremely weak. But after the black bamboo essence sacrificed its life to save Qingjing, although it consumed most of the black bamboo poisonous catkins, it found that when it possessed Qingjing later, because the blood ink forbidden technique was fused with the poisonous catkins, it actually ended up with him. The connection becomes extraordinary.
And as the black bamboo essence absorbed the spiritual energy from the black bamboo forest and slowly recovered, Qingjing no longer felt as tired as before.
"No! I think... my benefactor is someone worthy of our trust... I have decided! I will tell my benefactor everything I know!"
