When Gu Yuan left the teahouse under the leadership of Qingchen and walked through the main hall, he felt the strong aura fluctuations in the martial arts field in front of him.
Qingchen walked in front and explained to Gu Yuan and Fang Qiqi: "At this time, it should be my Qingyun Temple disciples' collective practice."
"Practice?" Gu Yuan was even more curious when he heard this ping-pong-pong-pong. When he walked in, he saw dozens of people in the martial arts field in front of him, all wearing navy blue Taoist robes and holding long swords in their hands. They distanced themselves from each other, but waved the sword in their hands neatly.
Gu Yuan was a little surprised.
"Are the disciples of Qingyun Temple all sword cultivators?"
"Learning swords is just one of them. Of course, the most important thing for us Qingyun Temple disciples is to cultivate our minds." Qingchen said with a smile, "Master often said that we are Taoist priests after all. When we go out, we have to think first. Convince others with virtue and reason well with them.
If we encounter someone who is unreasonable, we should pull out the sword and put it on the other person's neck. Only in this way can the other person calm down and listen to our reasoning. "
Gu Yuan: "..."
This was the first time he had seen someone who could say "courtesy first, then attack" in such a fresh and refined way.
It’s really just that – there is no separation between style and style.
However, the disciples of Qingyun Temple were indeed smart when practicing swordsmanship. Together with their Taoist robes and buns, they reminded him of the Fairy Sword TV series that he used to watch.
However, what is different from the TV show is that the monks who use swords on the TV are all immortal and elegant. But after standing here and watching for a while, Gu Yuan felt that these things in Qingyun Temple Taoist priests are full of murderous intent when they draw their swords.
Gu Yuan would not be surprised by this. After all, the disciples of Qingyun Temple were all warrior sword cultivators.
Take Qingchen for example. He is still a member of the Demon Suppression Division. When he encounters a demon or something, he can't dance with a sword for the opponent, right? He is not an oiran!
"Wow, I discovered that you have a lot of handsome guys in Qingyun Temple!" Fang Qiqi said with stars in her eyes.
Gu Yuan turned to look at her. This girl's focus was really different...
After watching for about ten or twenty minutes, Qingchen took Gu Yuan and Fang Qiqi to visit other places.
Qingyun Temple sounds like a Taoist temple, but in fact, the area it occupies is ridiculously large. It is not much smaller than the Star City Martial Arts Academy. However, because the number of disciples in Qingyun Temple is relatively small, it is about one-half Fruits, vegetables, and some rare medicinal materials are grown everywhere.
In Qingyun Temple, there are also handyman disciples who are responsible for taking care of these fruits, vegetables and medicinal materials. Gu Yuan suddenly thought of something and asked, "Taoist Priest Qingchen, since this disciple of Qingyun Temple is a sword cultivator, he must also be able to fly with a sword, right?"
"Not every sword cultivator can fly with a sword. At the very least, they must have the strength to reach the Dao realm. However, one-third of the disciples can do it." Qingchen said with a smile.
Gu Yuan was a little surprised.
When it comes to Dao Realm, it is C level.
"Even in martial arts academies, there are not many extraordinary warriors above C level. This Qingyun Temple... actually has so many C levels?"
Fang Qiqi reminded from the side: "Gu Yuan, you are putting the cart before the horse! It is not that the disciples of Qingyun Temple are very strong, but that the threshold for recruiting disciples of Dongtian Paradise sects like Qingyun Temple is very high."
"Yes, although there are not many C-level extraordinary warriors in the Martial Arts Academy, there are quite a few in the Demon Suppression Department and the Demon Slayer Department. You cannot compare them like this." Qingchen explained, "There are only more than sixty disciples of Qingyun Temple. People, one-third, actually not many people.”
After hearing this, Gu Yuan somewhat understood.
After wandering around for a while, Gu Yuan and Fang Qiqi followed Qingchen back to the teahouse.
But as soon as he entered the room, Gu Yuan noticed that the eyes of the people in the room changed slightly when they looked at him.
Especially the two men standing behind Guanzhu Chen, who were about fifty or sixty years old. They seemed kind and kind before, but now, their faces were obviously downcast.
Gu Yuan was sitting on pins and needles, fearing that the other party would suddenly rush up and push him to the ground and beat him wildly.
Even Fang Qiqi and Qingchen noticed something was wrong.
The two looked at each other and exchanged glances, but they were still confused.
It seemed that when the three of them left, something unpleasant happened.
At this moment, Chen Guanzhu said with a smile: "It's getting late, Qingchen, let's arrange a place for Captain Li and Gu Xiaoyou to live first, and then deliver food to them later."
"Yes, Master!" Qingchen was a little surprised.
Looking at this situation, Li Siming and Gu Yuan will stay at Qingyun Temple tonight.
Gu Yuan was also a little confused. He originally thought that Li Siming brought him to Qingyun Temple just to catch up with Master Chen.
I didn’t mention it before, but I still have to stay one night at Qingyun Temple!
But if I think about it carefully, I have really worked hard today. I climbed Zhenhun Mountain with Li Siming, and after lunch, I went to deal with the Demon Realm of No. 3 Middle School. Now it's almost getting dark, so take a good look. Not too much to take a nap, right? If it weren't for the fact that Guanzhu Chen and others were looking at him a little strangely at the moment, maybe he would still be silently grateful to Li Siming for his understanding.
Just when Gu Yuan stood up, Guanzhu Chen said with a smile: "Little friend Gu, you have to have a good rest tonight. Don't delay the business tomorrow. We at Qingyun Temple don't want to end up in a position where we can't win."
When Gu Yuan heard this, he broke out in cold sweat.
His eyes widened and he looked confused.
"Why did Guanzhu Chen say this?"
Guanzhu Chen looked at Gu Yuan's reaction and suddenly understood something. He couldn't help but glance at Li Siming and shook his head.
Captain Li really doesn’t look like a good person...
The little old man standing behind Guanzhu Chen, who was also his junior brother, said with a dark face: "Why pretend to be stupid? Although our Qingyun Temple is not full of talents, we still have a few capable disciples! Tomorrow , let’s wait and see how you can fight ten of them!”
"Hey! Saying one against ten is just an exaggeration. Don't take it seriously." Guanzhu Chen smiled and said, "I'm also looking forward to seeing how strong Gu Xiaoyou is."
No matter how stupid Gu Yuan is, he understands now!
Li Siming turned around and walked out as if he had done something wrong.
"This man gets sleepy easily as he gets older... I'm going to rest first. Master Qingchen, please lead the way."
Qingchen also had a numb scalp.
He understood.
Li Siming brought Gu Yuan to Qingyun Temple to kick the mountain gate!
No wonder Li Siming said something before to prevent herself from regretting...
It turns out that the pit is buried here!
He led Gu Yuan and Li Siming out of the teahouse, his eyes turning resentful.
"Captain Li, you are trying to trick me..."
Gu Yuan didn't even know where Qingyun Temple was before, so how could he kick the mountain gate in such a loud voice? Moreover, through getting along with Gu Yuan, he knew that the other person was not aggressive.
This problem can only be caused by Li Siming.
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