Qingyang and Jiang Wujiu saw his appearance and followed his eyes, only to see a girl in white slowly approaching.
The girl's skin is like jade, her white clothes are as white as snow, and she looks like a moon palace fairy under the bright moonlight.
Qingyang didn't know this woman, but Jiang Wujiu did. Seeing the appearance of his senior brother, he looked at the approaching woman with a smile on his face, stood up and said, "Sister Xinyi is here, please sit down! Please sit down!" He said very quickly He brought the stone chair to the woman in white named Xin Yi.
And Jiang Yanxun also said hastily, "Junior sister is here!"
Qingyang looked at the expressions of the two people in front of him and couldn't help but be a little surprised at the identity of this woman. Jiang Yanxun and Jiang Wujiu were both disciples of the headmaster. It could be said that they were all walking sideways among the younger generation of Shennong Pavilion. Now a person who was interested in The woman was respectful, but one seemed to have feelings for both men and women towards this woman.
The woman was not polite and sat directly on the chair brought by Jiang Wujiu. She smiled slightly and said, "I heard before that the head teacher has accepted a new disciple, and he was so lucky that he selected the Bachuan Huiyun Blessed Land as his cave residence. , I am curious in my heart. I have always wanted to meet you, the son of destiny, but you have been practicing in seclusion. Today, I studied the stars and saw the blue light rising into the sky. It is obvious that someone has succeeded in building the foundation. I guessed it was you, so I don’t want to invite you. "Jilai, little junior brother, don't be offended."
Qingyang smiled and said, "Senior sister, what are you talking about? How can I be surprised that senior sister can come and make my place shine?"
After a pause, Qingyang continued, "It's just that I have only just started school for a short period of time. I wonder which senior uncle is my senior sister?"
Before the woman in white could speak, Jiang Wujiu rushed to say, "This is Senior Sister Jiang Xinyi, the eldest disciple of Uncle Jiang Yunong."
All the disciples of Shennong Pavilion will be given new names by their ancestors after they enter. The names given to them are either Jiang, Lie, or Yan to show the legacy of the Holy Emperor, such as Jiang Qingyang of Qingyang.
The same is true for Jiang Xinyi. His master is the brother of the headmaster Jiang Chengming, and his cultivation is not inferior to Jiang Chengming.
At this time, Qingyang saw that Jiang Xinyi was full of Dao Qi. It was obvious that his foundation building had been completed and was no longer inferior to his senior brother Jiang Yanxun.
Now Qingyang meets again.
Jiang Xinyi waved his hand and said, "Junior brother, you are so polite. We are fellow juniors, why are you so polite?"
As he spoke, he picked up a wine bottle on the table, put it to his mouth, and started drinking. He drank all the fruit wine in the bottle in one breath, looking very generous.
After finishing the wine in the pot, Jiang Xinyi put down the wine pot and said, "Although good wine is made from ordinary fruits, it has a different taste."
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up the spirit fruit on the stone table and threw it into his mouth. He grabbed Jiang Wu Jiu's ear with his other hand and said, "You kid, you don't even call me when you drink. Is your skin itchy?"
Jiang Wujiu was pulled hard by her and he begged for mercy again and again.
Turning around, Jiang Xinyi faced Jiang Yanxun, but she seemed to be a different person. Her demeanor instantly changed from a bandit to a lady, and she said softly, "Senior brother, please don't take offense if my little sister loses her grace."
In front of everyone, he completed the role change very naturally, leaving Qingyang, Qingyan and others behind him stunned.
But the senior brother Jiang Yanxun seemed not to notice her previous rude behavior, and said softly, "It doesn't matter, among the same disciples, why should we care about that."
His voice was soft, as if he was afraid that it would scare her if it got louder.
Hearing this, Jiang Xinyi smiled sweetly, and then returned to her old self. She was originally very beautiful, sometimes gentle, sometimes grand, sometimes rude, so that people didn't know which side was her true face.
The four of them sat down. Although Qingyang could not figure out Jiang Xinyi's temperament, he saw that although Jiang Wujiu was afraid of her, he was respectful in his fear, and Jiang Yanxun had a strong sense of love in his eyes. This woman could win the attention of both of them at the same time. Obviously his nature is not bad.
At present, the four senior brothers and sisters were talking about mysteries for a while, and discussing Taoism for a while.
Jiang Xinyi is gentle and sweet when facing Jiang Yanxun, intimidating when facing Jiang Wujiu, but like a big sister when facing Qingyang, and occasionally teases him.
Even the four Qingyan girls behind Qingyang were teased by her.
In a spiritual fruit banquet, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, and everyone dispersed when the moon was about to set and the sun was about to rise in the secret realm.
Watching the three people leaving, Jiang Yanxun and Jiang Xinyi walked side by side, occasionally talking to each other. Jiang Xinyi looked at Jiang Yanxun with admiration in his eyes, while Jiang Yanxun looked at Jiang Xinyi with love and care.
Jiang Wu Jiu, on the other hand, left alone and went to his own cave.
After everyone had gone away, Qingyang said to the four of Qingyan, "You have worked hard this night, go and rest!"
The four girls are now successful in cultivation, so they don't think there is anything wrong with staying up all night. It's just that Qingyang gave them the Red Dragon Fruit yesterday. Now they are in a hurry to refine, so they say goodbye and leave.
Qingyang saw the four girls leaving in exchange for Fei Yi, who then drank the red dragon fruit. The magic power became stronger and stronger, and he came to Qingyang and said to Qingyang, "Master, are you going out?"
Last night, several brothers gathered together. Fei Yi himself was refining spirit fruits in the spirit lake, so he didn't come out. Now he was called by Qing Yang, so he asked.
Qingyang nodded and said, "I have been in seclusion for two years now and have successfully built the foundation. Further self-isolation and hard training will have little effect, so I want to go out for a walk to see the changes in the world today, to increase my experience and to train my Taoist mind. If you are okay, you might as well accompany me."
Fei Yi quickly said, "I am willing to go out with the master. My cultivation is not a one-day thing. Maybe I can get some opportunities by following the master."
Qingyang smiled when he heard this. Fat Yi turned into a small snake about the size of a foot and wrapped around Qingyang's arm.
Qingyang came to the Master Academy again and asked to see the Master. However, the Master was still practicing at this time. He just asked the boy to tell Qingyang to be careful outside, and told him to attend the Four Sects Competition Competition in a year. Rush back.
Qingyang bowed in the direction of the headmaster's retreat, and then went to the task hall where tasks were issued in the pavilion. He wanted to see if there were any tasks that could be completed smoothly while traveling down the mountain, and to accumulate some merit for himself.
In the mission hall, I received more than ten missions within my capabilities. These missions were to collect elixirs, kill thieves, or exterminate evildoers. These missions were not difficult, but just troublesome. The disciples in the pavilion Most of them were unwilling to accept it, but after Qingyang claimed it in one go, the senior brothers in the mission hall breathed a sigh of relief, and their attitude towards Qingyang became much better.
He Feiyi walked out of the secret realm of Yaoding Peak and saw the strange red sky and the blood moon in front of him.
Qingyang looked at the blood-red and depressing world in front of him. He recalled his two years of comfort and couldn't help but sigh.
Now he chose a direction and walked down Wuliang Mountain.
The missions he received in the Mission Hall were all over the place, so he didn’t have to decide which direction to take.
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