Li Ting lay down on the wall again, and interestingly followed his example, showing half of his face on the wall and looking at the ghost opposite.
"What's your name? Xiu?" Li Ting said to the ghost.
The ghost turned to look at him.
Li Ting was a little confused: Is it right after just one try?
"fragrant?"
The ghost took a step towards him.
Is it fragrant or beautiful? Or just call it Xiuxiang or Xiangxiu?
"Xiangxiu?" The ghost didn't move.
"Xiuxiang?" The ghost still didn't move.
"Show?" Wang Gui took a step closer.
"Scent?" The ghost took another step closer and had already passed through the wall of the women's courtyard and reached the library. Her ghostly eyes looked straight at Li Ting, seemingly confused.
Oh, these two words must be said separately, Li Ting thought as he got down from the wall.
And he has another guess. One of these two words should be a name, and the other should be an object, beautiful, maybe the embroidery, the fragrance, maybe the fragrance of the sachet, so it will cause the reaction of the ghost, but no matter How, the scope is greatly reduced.
"Sachet?"
"embroidered?"
These two times, the ghost not only did not respond, but also vaguely wanted to return to the women's concubine.
Li Ting stood by the wall and stopped Wang Gui.
"I can see you and I'll help you," he tried to persuade.
The ghost stopped, took a step back, and saw Li Ting take a step forward. Then it turned to the left, and found that Li Ting also turned to the left.
The ghosts circled around Li Ting in surprise.
Li Ting raised the corners of his lips slightly, and for a moment he thought this ghost was cute.
It was finally proven that the person in front of him could indeed see him, and the ghost stopped where he was.
Li Ting thought for a while, then took out his handkerchief and a brush, imitating the handwriting he saw before, and wrote the small prefix "He".
He is good at calligraphy and painting, and now it seems that he is really similar to that handkerchief.
The ghost immediately stepped forward and was almost face to face with him.
Li Ting looked at the darkness in front of him, rubbed his eyebrows, and said seriously: "I will help you fulfill your obsession, handkerchief, fragrance, show, I will investigate them all." Familiar words and pictures continued to stimulate Luan Lu The consciousness of a ghost floated motionless next to Li Ting.
Does this count as establishing a bond?
Li Ting took a step back tentatively, and saw that the ghost also took a step behind him.
He looked at Funny and saw the little girl nodded. Li Ting breathed a sigh of relief. The secret passage was indeed completed, so there was one more ghost following behind him.
After this incident, Li Ting became more and more aware of the importance of day and night. Only by allowing it to absorb spiritual energy could he have capital, so he sewed a small cloth bag overnight, containing day and night, and carried it on his side.
It cannot be illuminated by sunlight and moonlight, so the spiritual energy it absorbs day and night will be reduced, but as long as it is summoned, it can always absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
At this moment, he was carrying his little white bag and sorting out the books. As for why it was white, he took great pains to let some light through.
Interesting and crazy ghosts were always floating behind him. No one else could see them anyway, so Li Ting got used to them following him.
He was holding a book in his hand and was looking for where it should go when he suddenly heard someone calling his name. Li Ting put the book away temporarily before walking out.
"Senior brother, what's your advice?" Seeing that he was a member of the inner sect, Li Ting said politely.
"Tomorrow Haiyamon will compete with my sect. You go to do some chores and be there at noon."
"Yes." Li Ting nodded in agreement, but felt deeply in his heart that the Yaya Clan and the Zhengling Sect had always had a dispute over resources. They once lost the fairy grass from the Zhengling Sect, so they made a five-year agreement to pay homage to Shanwen. Fight, don’t think about it, it’s tomorrow.
Just go.
Li Ting turned around and saw the envious eyes of his classmates at the entrance of the library.
"That's great. You might be able to learn two moves by watching the battle." The man said.
Whenever such an important event happens, the disciples from the outer sect either go to watch the battle or do odd jobs. However, this fellow disciple is just unlucky and cannot leave because he is guarding the library.
Of course, Li Ting understood the thoughts of these young people. He just felt that it was a pity. If Wang Gui had not suffered such a misfortune, he would definitely be willing to help guard and replace them.
But that was not possible now, because he just wanted to find Ye Ming to inquire about the Zhengling Sect's death list. After all, this was not a secret to the inner disciples.
At nine o'clock, Li Ting arrived at the place where the competition was taking place. The sky was just getting bright and not many people came. He looked around and didn't find Ye Ming's figure, so he quietly held the small cloth bag, or rather the small cloth bag. The day and night inside, honestly help the day and night absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Until a man stopped him. The man looked at his outer disciple clothes and asked, "Can you write?"
"Disciple Li Ting has met the Third Elder and knows how to write." He replied.
"Yes." Third Elder Shang Shui nodded and said, "Then just record it next to me."
Li Ting responded and followed Shang Shui to a sandalwood table and sat next to him.
There are four elders in Zhengling Sect. The fourth elder is the master who has disappeared, which can be ignored. The remaining three elders assist the sect leader in handling sect affairs.
The third elder, Shang Shui, is usually responsible for maintaining the sect's rules, so every time there is a competition, the records are always judged.
Seeing Li Ting put the inkstone on his left hand and pick up the pen with his left hand, his expression changed and he asked, "Do you write with your left hand?"
Li Ting nodded, smiled honestly, and said, "Elder, when I first learned to write, I injured my right hand due to playfulness, so I always wrote with my left hand. As I grew up, I couldn't change it."
Shang Shui also laughed and didn't investigate further.
Li Ting breathed a sigh of relief. Writing all the time is not good. Although left-hand writing can avoid some of the writing habits of his previous life, it is also easy to attract attention. He should avoid this kind of work in the future.
People from the sect arrived at the competition place one after another. Seeing that not all people had arrived, Li Ting put the small cloth bag on his lap and secretly moved it toward the sun to let it bask in the sun day and night.
He was concerned about day and night, but Shang Shui next to him felt that this boy was acting like a girl, coquettishly, so he asked, "What's in the bag?"
"Dry food." Li Ting reached into his bag, put away Day and Night, and took out two yellow cakes that had been prepared for a long time.
Shang Shui thought to himself that you don't need to show it to me, but his face remained kind, "Just put it back."
Li Ting followed the words and put back the covering cake. At the same time, he summoned Day and Night again and stuffed it into the middle of the cake.
After resurrecting my life, in order to hide my identity, I have become more and more informal. How did I get to this point...
Before midnight, the people from Yaya Gate arrived.
Li Ting looked from a distance and saw a woman in black walking in front, followed by a group of disciples. He thought about it and said to himself: Here to demonstrate.
Yayamon is a very legendary sect. The founder was originally a hunter in the mountains. In the world of immortal cultivators, swords and arrows were favored. During a search for a small treasure land, the cultivators took talisman pills and swords, except for the corners. The tattered bow inside.
The founder of the Yayamen, who was still an Orion at that time, entered the cave by mistake and happily took away the big bow.
That bow has a name - Xuanyuan. The Xuanyuan Bow is a well-known magic weapon in the world of immortality. It was covered in dust in the mountains and fields, but when it met the founder of the Yaya Sect, it was fortunately covered in dust and not counted as dust.
The founder of the Yayamen obtained the inherited cultivation method from Xuanyuan Bow, led the hunters in the mountains to embark on the path of cultivation, and founded the sect.
That method was left by the immortals. People are like arrows, sharp and unstoppable, and unpredictable. If you hold the Xuanyuan Bow, you can extradite the magic power and combine offense and defense. It is a pity that the content is incomplete, otherwise the Eight Arrow Gate would have been far away. Leave the Zhengling Sect.
But even so, about three hundred years ago, it was stronger than the Zhengling Sect. It was not until Xuanyuan Gong disappeared that it gradually declined.
The positions in the Yaya Sect are simple. The sect leader is Qiao Xinzhi, who is a rough but fine person. The deputy sect leader is his junior sister Gu Yi, who is a genius in cultivation but does not like to deal with others. He is known as the "hidden arrow".
She has a high level of cultivation and is a capable fighter. Although she doesn't care much about the sect's affairs, as long as she is around, no one dares to invade the Yaya Gate.
She was not good at talking in ancient times, but today her "hidden arrow" has become an "open arrow", it must be her senior brother's request.
When Yin Qi, the leader of the Zhengling Sect, saw this person coming, he frowned secretly and said politely: "I didn't expect that the deputy sect leader came to keep the appointment. Back then, the sect leader Qiao was really looking forward to the fight. Why didn't he come?"
Gu Yi looked at him and said, "Yeah."
There was only one um, indicating that he was indeed here to keep the appointment, and there were not many more.
Behind her was a young man in a gorgeous robe. Seeing this, he stepped forward and said to Yin Qi, who looked young but had actually lived for hundreds of years: "I have met Sect Master Yin. Master speaks slowly. Ask me. Master is practicing in seclusion, but five We have an important appointment this year and cannot delay it, so we have to send out the master who always guards the mountain gate."
The truth may be correct, but letting a junior talk to the sect leader is too obvious of contempt.
Lan Xi stood up and took over the words, "Senior Brother Jin, what you said is wrong. After all, the master is the head of a sect, and it is inappropriate to hand over matters to the younger generation."
Jin Chaojiu was a little surprised and said: "How could Junior Sister Lan think like this? Xizhou is famous for my master's bad words. He clearly knows his family's scandal and doesn't shy away from it. This shows that he treats the Zhengling Sect with sincerity, and his master just replied , I was just supplementing from the side, why did it turn into handing over to me? Besides, I am the young master of the Yaya Clan, so it is normal to familiarize myself with the affairs in advance.
Haha, could it be that Junior Sister Lan is also the Young Sect Master of the Zhengling Sect? That way, if Sect Leader Yin can't reply, Junior Sister can also supplement him. "
These words were extremely unpleasant, but they were not completely broken. Li Ting looked at Jin Chaojiu and felt that the master-disciple combination was almost invincible, so infuriating and invincible.
After all, it is true that Gu Yi is not good at talking, but it is not a "family scandal" as Jin Chaojiu said, but a symbol of strength. Everyone in Xizhou knows that Gu Yi is the hidden arrow of the Yaya Gate, and the arrow does not need words. To intimidate others, because her very existence is a deterrent.
But Yin Qi is different. After all, he is a normal leader of a sect. If he admits that he can't reply and asks his apprentice to supplement him, is that still decent?
The disciples present all had angry expressions on their faces. They had already seen that the person who came to the Yaya Gate was evil, but many of them thought of their senior brother who was buried in Jinni Marsh more than a year ago.
If Chen Shi were here, with his strong character, he would definitely be able to choke Jin Chaojiu and have nothing to say. Moreover, although he was disliked by everyone, he was better than Lan Xi in handling sect affairs.
Some people are like this. When he was alive, you hated his strength, but after he died, you missed his strength.
Li Ting himself didn't feel much at all. Because of his master, he had a fervent desire to protect the Zhengling Sect, but people's hearts are unpredictable, and if it's for the sect's plan, it's hard to be a good person.
Over the long years, he lost his enthusiasm and just watched and protected her out of habit. In the last ten years, he rarely came back except for important events, so as not to dislike each other.
"It's useless to talk more." Yin Qi said indifferently: "Let's just compete." After saying that, he walked to the banquet and ignored the other party.
"Wait a minute, our Yaya Sect still has a letter of challenge. The Zhengling Sect doesn't dare to accept it?" Jin Chaojiu laughed. As he spoke, Gu Yi's hand moved slightly, and a piece of paper shot out like a sharp arrow. Her The movement was so fast that no one could see it clearly. When Yin Qi noticed it, the paper almost hit him. He quickly turned sideways and raised his broad sword with his right hand.
Silver light flashed and the paper was cut in half.
He couldn't take Gu Yi's move empty-handed.
The other party stabbed someone in the dark, and he cut the letter of battle with his own sword. Everything had become an irreconcilable situation. Yin Qi turned his head indifferently and looked at the master and apprentice who had come prepared.
During the silent confrontation, Lan Xi gently picked up the two halves of the paper. With an unchanging expression on her face, she used magic power to bring the two halves of the paper together and handed them to Yin Qi naturally.
Li Ting looked at all this with a calm expression, thinking that Lan Xi did handle things properly, but in the world of cultivation, strength will ultimately speak for itself.
Just as Lan Xi hated him, he also didn't like this junior sister who was a little less powerful than him and had a stingy personality.
Chen Shi had several opportunities to kill her in his previous life, but he still had feelings for the sect and showed mercy. However, Lan Xi loved power so much that she couldn't tolerate him at all. Maybe she could become a tycoon, maybe she would Death at the hands of stronger men.
But no matter what, he didn't like her. Every practitioner has his own principles, which are called "bottom line" at a small level and "cultivation of the mind" at a big level. The master can match her in every way, but she is a little bit Too cool. So in Li Ting's mind, Lan Xi was a white-eyed wolf, ruthless and cunning, but one who could also be bitten to death by a tiger.
The ancient meaning belongs to the tiger in the spiritual world.
