"Have you heard about the one who lives in the Green Garden? ”

Although Qingfeng Pavilion is a holy place for Qing cultivation, it is indispensable to arrange gossip in private. After the morning class, the disciples gathered together in twos and threes. Although not all of them are gathered together, nine out of ten people say that nine times out of ten they are one person.

"How could I not have heard that she injured Senior Brother Guan Yun on the sword test platform, and came out of the head of the library and smashed the stone pillar outside the corridor with another punch. You don't see, I went to clean it yesterday, and the good stone pillars were broken into powder. ”

There are many rules in Qingfeng Pavilion, and the disciples who are selected into the door always have something to stand out from, and it is not easy to discuss.

When it comes to Heng Zhi, it's different, a broken beggar from the countryside, coupled with mediocre qualifications, how can he be worthy of being with them, and naturally it has become a joke after tea and dinner.

"It's horrible, is she crazy?"

"That's not likely, her skills suddenly soared, who knows if she has practiced demon law, otherwise how can she progress so quickly?"

Every word that came out of their mouths had noses and eyes, as if they had verified it themselves, and it was a sure thing.

For Heng Zhi to smash the stone pillar outside the Zhangmen's Book Pavilion with one punch, the Qingfeng Pavilion was full of criticism, and the cold Qing Xiu place was a little more fireworks, but the one who was arranged by the people was having a lot of fun in the Qingyuan.

In the past, when I read the changes in the spells described in the book, I thought it was very interesting, and I always thought that one day I would be able to try it in vain.

Heng Zhi was grounded for ten days because of the stone pillar, and when Heng Zhi heard it, she dared to be kind, and no one knew how she was messing around in Qingyuan.

So he took out all the cultivation methods from the compartment and practiced hard as if he was dying.

The qualifications of the original owner are not as good as those of other disciples in the sect, but in the past half a year on the mountain, the head of the sect has used good things to raise her.

The original owner's physique is very competitive, although it is congenitally insufficient, but the acquired improvement is extremely fast, and a bunch of elixirs are used to practice quickly. The original owner also knew that his identity was criticized by others, and he did not reveal it in front of others.

Qingyuan only lives in Heng Zhi alone, and she has to take care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation herself, but Liu Yue will take her every day to eat.

Liu Yue loves cleanliness, and she can't stand the mess the most, and to put it bluntly, she has some cleanliness.

In the past ten days, Heng Zhi has lived like a savage, and the books he has read are piled up aside, and Ren Liuyue doesn't sort it out no matter what he says.

Heng Zhi felt that she had to find out and look at it from time to time, so it was better to wait until she finished reading it and then sorted it out, which would save time.

The winter of Qingfeng Pavilion is the coldest, Heng Zhi's body is weak, and he can't stand the cold, most of them are the root of the illness that the original owner suffered a lot before going to Qingfeng Pavilion in the early years, and only by using spiritual power to protect the body is better.

It's just that even if she is protected by spiritual power, she feels cold all over, and Heng Zhi is in the bedroom in the morning, and she waits until noon when the weather is a little warmer before going out.

On this day, Heng Zhi slept as usual until the third pole of the sun woke up, poking her head out of the quilt with sleepy eyes, and yawning lazily.

Liu Yue knew that Heng Zhi was afraid of the cold, so she waited until winter, and sent two quilts in late autumn.

Heng Zhi is thin and small, stuffed in two quilts, like a small silkworm chrysalis wrapped in two quilts. Heng Zhi squinted and glanced into the room, turning over to the inside of the bed.

I've read all the mental methods in the study, and today is the last day of the grounding, so it doesn't hurt if you don't have to be so diligent.

Heng Zhi thought so, her pupils suddenly opened, and her sleepiness dissipated.

And so on, although it was only a vague glance, there seemed to be a person sitting on the Luohan couch in front of the window.

The disciple clothes of Qingfeng Pavilion are all moon white, and only the clothes of the head of the sect are white. Heng Zhi took a breath, maybe she woke up dazzled, how could the head of the day be free to come to her broken yard.

Although Heng Zhi wanted to continue to sleep for a while as if nothing had happened, the naked gaze behind her that wanted to see through people really couldn't be ignored.

Heng Zhi stood up from the quilt and looked in the direction of the Luohan couch.

Shen Jianqing was like a person made of clay, sitting upright on the Arhat couch. He is really upright, sitting under the light, living like a porcelain doll as warm as jade, no one in the world can compare to a single hair of his hair.

Someone who was still in the bed knew that he had no face to see people, so he had to hang his head so as not to let his unkempt appearance stain Shen Jianqing's eyes, she was still very self-aware.

"Why did the head of the family come to Qingyuan so empty? I remember that the head of the family didn't like to come to this obscure place. ”

At the beginning, Shen Jianqing accepted Heng Zhi into Qingfeng Pavilion, and the treatment on weekdays was not bad, but he was reluctant to see Heng Zhi.

Others are only busy with affairs, and although they can't pay attention to this new disciple, they are very concerned about their practice.

Others don't know, but Heng Zhi knows it, and the head of the house is just looking at Heng Zhi's face similar to Chongyun's little sister, and he can't bear to look at it from time to time, to put it bluntly, he is weak-hearted.

was intended to be sarcastic, but Heng Zhi lowered her head, and when she woke up, her voice was hoarse, which sounded a little complaining.

Heng Zhi was unaware of this, and wondered in her heart about the intention of the head of the family to come here, it would not be for the purpose of settling accounts after the autumn, and asked her about smashing the stone pillar outside the library with one punch.

"I've been busy these days, I haven't asked you how you're doing, Guan Yun is a few naughty, you don't have to worry about them, I've punished them severely, you ......"

Hearing this, Heng Zhi frowned slightly, raised her head and looked indifferently at Shen Jianqing who was sitting by the window.

Although Shen Jianqing said these words in front of her for the first time, as early as when she was looking through the life of the original owner, she didn't know how many times she had seen similar words.

"I am the one who is being bullied, and the disciple has the final say whether he cares about it or not. The head of the sect came to the disciple early in the morning, shouldn't it be just to persuade the disciple to be magnanimous?"

It's hard to be a virgin like the original owner, she can endure and forgive anything, and in the end she didn't end up dying well.

Shen Jianqing didn't expect Heng Zhi to speak like this, and she was stunned when she heard this, and looked at the girl in front of her in surprise.

Since entering the mountain gate, Heng Zhi has been extremely humble and polite to the people of Qingfeng Pavilion, don't say ugly things, even if she speaks against each other, it doesn't seem like what she will do.

"What is the head of the sect doing watching the disciple like this? The disciple is not like before, and he has wronged himself in everything, which makes you feel unaccustomed to it?"

Heng Zhi's words in front of him were a little sharper, and the latter sentence was a straightforward sneer at Shen Jianqing.

"Presumptuous!" Shen Jianqing slapped the case, his star-bright eyes filled with indescribable emotions.

Heng Zhi felt disgusted when she thought that Shen Jianqing was also used to looking at Chongyun with the same gaze, and just as she was about to say something, she heard a "click", and in the blink of an eye, the low table under Shen Jianqing's palm split in half. Heng Zhi had a stalk in her throat, and she swallowed everything back.

Hengzhi carp jumped out of the quilt with a straight face, silently reciting that the eldest husband can bend and stretch, jumped up and knelt straight in front of Shen Jianqing and kowtowed: "The master is angry, and the disciple knows his mistake!"