Wang Qing silently stamped Zhong Baili with a fresh and extremely eye-catching cannon fodder pork stamp. At a glance, he knew that this person had eaten well, slept well, and was healthy and strong.
"Senior Brother Zhong, don't be ridiculous. Qingyun has so many talented people. How could there be a shortage of capable people who are familiar with precious medicines and spiritual fruits? It is only because of the care of Senior Brother Tu that we, the disciples of other lower sects, can hope to get such a chance of breaking through in Jingyuan Valley. If Senior Brother Tu has left with you, and our last hope of forming an elixir has gone like water. Our life span will be wasted in the future, and we will not be able to escape after all." Wang Qing said with a sigh: "Senior Brother Tu has a kind heart. I can’t bear to leave us, so please don’t blame Senior Brother Zhong on him, everything is wrong, it’s all my fault.”
The love was so deep that Wang Qing almost wanted to cry.
When Tu Yunsheng heard that Wang Qing changed his name to "senior brother" again, he felt something was wrong all over. Although Senior Brother was an honorific title, when Wang Qing said it, Tu Yunsheng felt like he had taken a long bath, but everything was itchy.
Sisters Ping Ziyue and Ping Hongyue, together with senior brother Duan Sidao from Qianfengling, had a very good impression of Wang Qing. They felt that this contemporary of Siming Mountain was really personable, innocent-hearted, and a first-rate good person. Son. At this moment, I heard Wang Qing, with a sad look on his face, telling him how difficult it was to wait for the next disciple of his sect, with few opportunities and a bleak path, and he felt that every word resonated in his heart.
Ping Hongyue, who was more emotional, suddenly felt sad. Two drops of clear tears fell silently, leaving two water marks on her fair and moist cheeks. I actually felt pity for her.
Zhong Baili looked at Wang Qing a little confused. This junior brother had come to visit a few days ago. He was polite and polite, and seemed to have a good temper. Why did he ask Tu Yunsheng today and elicit such a question? An embarrassing situation?
If the current scene were to spread, the talented disciple of Qingyun Sect, who was bullying his subordinates in Jingyuan Valley, was arrogant and domineering, and actually forced a pretty little junior sister who was as beautiful as a flower to burst into tears on the spot.
Do you want to talk about the overall situation?
Zhong Baili had no choice but to stiffen his face and said dryly: "Junior Brother Wang Qing said something serious. I just asked him casually. Since Junior Brother Tu doesn't want to, let's give it up."
Wang Qing immediately bowed deeply: "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhong, for your mercy!"
"..."
Inside the main hall of Qingyun Palace, everything was quiet, and everyone was careful about their words and actions.
The ancestor of Qingyun Sect Yuanying glanced at Wang Qing several times, feeling suspicious. Is this guy really passionate or is he just pretending? However, I heard that the young disciple of Dantai Sect said that he used Mo Xiaochun's pseudonym before, and he didn't seem to be honest.
He couldn't help but think of Mo Changchun from Siming Mountain. That boy also had a good face, but he was a tricky person on the inside. Back then, he cheated and did all kinds of bad things, even deceiving many women's hearts. If it hadn't been for some accidents, it would have been more than enough for him to directly enter Qingyun Sect to practice. Maybe he would not be far away from breaking the pill and becoming a baby today.
Alas, how can it be like now, still wasting time in Siming Mountain? What a pity.
…
Siming Mountain Jiuyuan Mansion, Xuedian.
Mo Changchun leaned against the wall, looking at the busy Minglan flowers inside, and was talking about Wang Qing: "Don't worry, the Qingyun Sect still wants to show off, and Patriarch Zhenyun is not a bad-tempered person. I had an affair with his granddaughter back then. After a period of pure friendship, I got to know this ancestor quite a bit."
Mingjiao Xi paused, feeling speechless.
"Junior Sister Ming, you will never guess what Wang Qing changed into the House of Internal Affairs before he went down the mountain. The large contribution from the sect is very satisfying." Mo Changchun shook his head and said with a smile: "And Those who enter Pure Origin Valley are all qi training disciples, so they should be careful not to mess with this kid."
Ming Jiaoxi couldn't help but laugh when he recalled that day when Wang Qing ran back to the academy as if he was running for his life, and how he dared to exhale only when he had both feet through the door.
"He was extremely scared to death. What he would exchange for would be nothing more than something to save his life."
Mo Changchun smiled and shook his head, which surprised Professor Ming.
…
When the time came, Patriarch Zhenyun of the Qingyun Sect rolled up all the twenty-one disciples with a wave of his sleeve. Wang Qing stayed inside, feeling dizzy, but he still had the intention to compare this magical power with Mo Changchun's. The length of the universe in the sleeves, I was shocked to find that the universe in Mo Changchun's sleeves was even more mysterious. Staying inside, the spirit was silent, and the true energy could not move, as if it was completely imprisoned.
The entrance to Jingyuan Valley is at the foot of Qingyun Palace Mountain. A seven-step dusty stone brick ladder leads to a small platform. On top of the platform is a four-pillar archway-like stone door. There should have been words above the door. Yes, but as time goes by, I can no longer see clearly.
Ancestor Zhenyun didn't say much. He stared, and two infinite divine lights fell on the stone door. Ripples appeared inside the door, like a water mirror being blown by the spring breeze.
"Come in!"
Zhong Baili bowed his hands and led the disciples of the Qingyun Sect up the stairs first. However, Wang Qing noticed that this group of disciples was faintly divided into two groups. One group was headed by Zhong Baili, and the other group was headed by Zhong Baili. The Chongming divine body Li Chongxuan was headed.
interesting.
After all the disciples of the Qingyun sect passed through the stone gate and went to nowhere, Wang Qing and other disciples of the lower sect walked up side by side, looked at each other twice, and then filed in.
The world is as wide as one.
"No wonder it's called Jingyuan Valley!" Wang Qing's first thought was this.
The location where he is now is actually a huge valley. Looking in the distance, there is a huge mountain range. In the valley, huge green trees stand up to the sky. Ancient vines like horny dragons run across the cliffs. Beasts are invisible and chirping sounds are heard everywhere. It was extremely lush vegetation, with almost no place to stand.
"Isn't the place you enter every year different?" Wang Qing asked strangely. Logically speaking, people come in every year. Why is it the current situation? It cannot be like this again within a year.
Not far away, Li Chongxuan of the Qingyun Sect took the initiative and said: "Junior Brother Wang is right. Every time he enters a different place, at least for decades, according to the records within the sect, there has never been a coincidence."
Wang Qing was so shocked that he could hardly speak. They had not seen each other for decades? The size of this altar was probably far greater than what he had imagined before. This feeling of being pushed beyond the limits of his imagination again and again was really exciting and terrifying to him.
Zhong Baili narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Wang Qing, then looked at Li Chongxuan, and suddenly smiled and said: "Junior brother Li, are you so hungry that you even want to win over a few low-ranking pigs?"
The harsh tone made Tu Yunsheng and others look sideways, and a surge of anger surged up.
Yo, two-faced person.
Wang Qingzuo looked around and looked again, only to feel that there seemed to be more conflicts between the two disciples of the Qingyun Sect than he had imagined.
"Zhong Baili, Junior Brother Tian's hatred, Li Youyi dare not forget it one day," Li Chongxuan's face turned cold indeed: "You roped in Sheng Feiyan, a cheap servant, and wanted to kill Jingyuan Valley, but you didn't know that Junior Brother I also had the same intention. Woolen cloth."
Zhong Baili stared at Li Chongxuan's group for a long time, as if he wanted to see where Li Chongxuan's confidence lay. After a moment, he suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Qing's people: "Why don't you get out of here? Do you want to die here? It's not easy for your trash sect to cultivate a few pigs. Don't you cherish them at all?"
Wang Qing, on the other hand, stretched his neck and looked around very deliberately: "It turns out there are no deacons and ancestors here. I asked you, Senior Brother Zhong, why are you so animalistic all of a sudden? It really makes Junior Brother panic."
Zhong Baili looked at him pitifully: "Junior Brother Wang is very talented, haven't you thought about how miserable life will be if you directly join the Qingyun Sect in the future?"
"Senior Brother Zhong is joking. When I form the inner elixir and enter the Qingyun Sect, the grass on Senior Brother Zhong's grave will probably be three feet eight inches high. Junior Brother will have to waste his steps to worship you. But if the daylight is just right, I will After drinking enough water, it’s okay to shed a few sad tears for my senior brother! There’s no need to rush to thank me, senior brother.” Wang Qing said with a smile, but his words were worse than Zhong Baili’s, and he looked more sincere before entering the valley. , completely different from each other.
Ping Hongyue behind him suddenly asked Ping Ziyue in a low voice: "How come Senior Brother Wang Qing still has two faces?"
"..." Wang Qing almost staggered and fell to the ground. He couldn't help but turn around and glare at Ping Hongyue.
