15. Goodbye
Yang Qingyun really wanted to ask Liu Hancheng and Yuchijun what was going on, but looking at his not very good face, he swallowed the question after all.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Liu Hancheng to recover, and he only asked with concern: "I went to Jiuhua Mountain to send sugar gourds to you as agreed, but I heard that you went down the mountain to practice. โ
Yang Qingyun then remembered that he had said that he wanted Liu Hancheng to send him sugar gourds every month, but he actually let him forget about it. Scratching his head a little embarrassed at the moment, he said, "I had an accident when I went back, and then I was driven down the mountain by my uncle." โ
Liu Hancheng only nodded, as if he had thought of something, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Yang Qingyun caught a chopstick and didn't know what food was in his mouth, and he couldn't help but ask when he looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"
Because the food chewed in his mouth had not been swallowed yet, it seemed a little vague, and it was difficult for Liu Hancheng to understand. Liu Hancheng regained his usual expressionless face, and only raised his hand to move Yang Qingyun's favorite dish in front of him, and then said, "It's okay." โ
Yang Qingyun still saw a trace of sadness in his expression, put down the chopsticks in his hand at the moment, looked at him seriously, and said, "I can help you!"
Liu Hancheng looked at him in surprise, smiled lightly, raised his hand and touched his head, and said, "He is in the tribulation period, even I can't help it, what can you do." โ
Hearing this, Yang Qingyun's expression became depressed, and then he suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Yuchijun.
So, at that time, Yuchi-jun already had an idea about Liu Hancheng? No wonder Liu Hancheng had the reaction when he knew that he worshiped Yuchi-jun as a teacher.
Over there, Liu Hancheng saw his reaction, thought for a while and said, "Speaking of which, he was already in the Tribulation Period many years ago, and he thought that he would ascend in a short time, so he didn't have to worry too much." โ
Yang Qingyun was stunned for a moment and said, "Then what if he doesn't ascend?"
Liu Hancheng: "Impossible! unless he cultivates to fall back!"
And then it became a prophecy.
It wasn't until he was full of food and drink that Yang Qingyun remembered that there was still a Mo Lin.
Then when he found the man, Mo Lin was sitting with Yuchijun in the pavilion in the plum garden and talking about it.
Probably because Yang Qingyun was too shocked by the scene at the beginning, so he didn't really want to meet Yuchijun now, so he only glanced at it from a distance and turned back.
Just as he was about to go to Liu Hancheng, a Pure Yang disciple approached, saluted and said, "Senior Uncle Ancestor, there is a person at the foot of the mountain who claims to be your junior brother and wants to ask to see you. โ
Yang Qingyun's expression moved, and he asked, "What's it called?"
"Jiang Mingyuan. โ
In front of the mountain gate of Chunyang Palace, the disciple guarding the mountain gate was curiously looking at a man and a woman in front of him.
The man was dressed in black, looking like he was โกโก years old, his long hair was neatly tied on the top of his head with an ebony hairpin, and the fine bangs on his forehead covered some of his eyebrows, but he still couldn't block the bright light in his eyes.
The woman was dressed in goose yellow clothes, her face was beautiful, and her whole person looked very bright, and she was looking at the man in black in front of her with full eyes at the moment.
These two people are Jiang Mingyuan and Ling Jinxi.
To say that Jiang Mingyuan and this Ling Jinxi went to look for Yang Qingyun at that time, but they didn't know that Yang Qingyun had been waiting for him in Lingchuan City for a few days. The two of them found the white-bearded old man's lair all the way, but they didn't see the three people who were chasing Yang Qingyun, and there were only two or three Jindan stage monks and some foundation building stage monks left.
Those people only said that they hadn't seen the three people come back, Jiang Mingyuan only thought that Yang Qingyun had killed the three people alone, and he must have been injured a lot, so he and Ling Jinxi killed these people who had always liked to do some looting in this area.
Because it had taken a lot of time before, when Jiang Mingyuan returned to Lingchuan City and saw the mark on the city wall, he knew that Yang Qingyun had already returned to the city.
When he searched the entire Lingchuan City but couldn't find anyone, so when he asked people everywhere to inquire, he learned that the person had been out of the city for many days, and there was a strange man by his side.
Jiang Mingyuan had no choice but to follow Yang Qingyun's direction out of the city.
As for Ling Jinxi, since Jiang Mingyuan knew that Yang Qingyun was fine, he naturally thanked him solemnly, only saying that the friend he was looking for was fine, and euphemistically hinted that she could be busy with herself now, and she would definitely repay the favor if she had the opportunity in the future.
That Ling Jinxi said that he had promised to help him find a friend, but he hadn't found it yet, so he still needed to go all the way with him.
Jiang Mingyuan couldn't either, so he had to take her with him.
Although Yang Qingyun has left marks all the way, he will find them from a long distance, and there will inevitably be deviations in the middle. Jiang Mingyuan took a crooked route during the period, and the direction he was walking in Yang Qingyun became farther and farther away, and then when he couldn't see the mark for a long time, he suddenly realized that he was looking for the wrong direction, so he turned his head and looked everywhere to find the person's mark.
Because Yang Qingyun walked casually all the way, he dared to run anywhere in the deep mountains and old forests, so Jiang Mingyuan also encountered a lot of dangers along the way, but fortunately, Ling Jinxi's cultivation was not low, and the two of them could barely fight with each other.
It was also this delay, Yang Qingyun walked leisurely in front, Jiang Mingyuan chased hard in the back, and the two parted for three years.
Thinking of meeting that person soon, Jiang Mingyuan's depressed mood couldn't help but brighten up a lot. Even if he was asked to wait in front of the mountain gate, he didn't feel impatient, and only looked at the stone staircase that stretched all the way up.
Then I saw a white-haired boy on the mountain who seemed to be coming from the wind.
The man was dressed in a light green and white robe, with white hair tied into a ponytail at the back of his head, and delicate eyebrows that made people unable to take their eyes off. The child had grown into a half-grown teenager, his body stepped into the air, with blue-green light and shadow behind him, and pieces of white feathers flew with his movements, and the whole person seemed to be a fairy who fell from the sky.
Ling Jinxi was stunned at a glance, if Jiang Mingyuan was as bright and handsome as the sun, then this person was as elegant as a cloud, and the figure that came from the mountain was as clear as a fairy, which made people fall into a trance.
Yang Qingyun didn't know why he was like this, he couldn't wait, he only heard that this person had come to the Pure Yang Palace, and he didn't even think about it, so he performed a great light skill and flew all the way down the mountain.
Seeing the black-clothed man standing quietly in front of the mountain gate, Yang Qingyun's great light skill landed in front of that person accurately, and pieces of white feathers floated in the air, turning into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
The two were stunned for a while, and they didn't know how to speak for a while.
In the end, Yang Qingyun opened his mouth and only said: "I haven't seen you for three years, and you are already in the early stage of the Yuan Infant." โ
Jiang Mingyuan smiled when he heard this, and seemed to sigh: "I've been chasing you all along!"
Whether it's the pace you move forward or the speed of your practice.
Yang Qingyun was only stunned, then he saw the woman behind him, and asked suspiciously, "Who is this?"
As if he had just remembered that there was still a person behind him, Jiang Mingyuan suddenly turned to look at Ling Jinxi behind him and said, "This is Ling Jinxi, thanks to her care along the way." โ
Yang Qingyun nodded, smiled at Ling Jinxi, and said, "Thank you Miss Ling for taking care of your junior brother so much. โ
That Ling Jinxi was shocked when he heard what Yang Qingyun said, he never thought that this young man who looked to be only more than ten years old turned out to be Jiang Mingyuan's senior brother, obviously, Jiang Mingyuan was much older than this young man. Moreover, she was already in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and she couldn't even see how much this young man had cultivated.
Ling Jinxi only smiled abruptly and only replied, "It's not a big deal. โ
Jiang Mingyuan was in a much better mood because he saw the person he had been thinking about in recent years, so he was very happy to introduce to Ling Jinxi: "This is the person I have been looking for, although I don't want to, but he is indeed my senior brother, Yang Qingyun." โ
Yang Qingyun and Ling Jinxi greeted each other politely.
He had never seen Liu Hancheng outside, so he naturally led Jiang Mingyuan and Na Ling Jinxi to the mountain.
Jiang Mingyuan saw Yang Qingyun, and had endless words, he only chattered to Yang Qingyun along the way, and looked at Ling Jinxi, who was silently following on the side, stunned.
Because in the past three years, she has been by Jiang Mingyuan's side, this person has always been taciturn, and this is the first time I have seen him talk so much.
Step by step on the stone stairs, at the end stood a young man in a thick purple robe, with black hair loosely tied behind him, leaning lazily on the mountain rock on the side, and a pair of slender eyes were looking meaningfully at the person who was following Yang Qingyun.
Yang Qingyun was stunned when he saw him, and said curiously: "Why are you here? Aren't you chatting with Master in the Plum Garden?"
Mo Lin only raised his lips and smiled, and replied: "After chatting, your master went to find the Dao chief, I came to wait for you, but you, as soon as you came, you threw me aside, you are ruthless!"
Yang Qingyun was speechless for a long time, and only turned his head to Jiang Mingyuan and introduced, "This is Mo Lin, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley. โ
Then he briefly introduced Jiang Mingyuan and Ling Jinxi to Mo Lin.
Jiang Mingyuan only raised his eyes to look at Mo Lin, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he only pulled the corners of his lips shallowly, and said for a long time.
Mo Lin naturally knew that this person was the person Yang Qingyun had been waiting for, so his attitude was not enthusiastic, and he only nodded lightly as a courtesy, as for Ling Jinxi, he just didn't see it.
However, Ling Jinxi's expression changed when he heard the three words of Medicine King Valley, and he bent down and saluted in fear.
Most of the immortal cultivators in the Medicine King Valley are afraid of each other, just because the people in the valley are good at poison, and they are not ordinary poisons, they can only be solved by getting the antidote configured by the Medicine King Valley himself, and the people of the Medicine King Valley who are a little more skilled in poison can even poison the monks of the Transformation Divine Stage. Therefore, many people do not want to offend the people of the Medicine King Valley.
Legend has it that this Mo Lin became the valley master at a young age, and his poison art was even more unfathomable, but he didn't expect to see this person here.
Yang Qingyun only finished the introduction and took Jiang Mingyuan and Ling Jinxi to the main hall, and Mo Lin automatically and spontaneously followed him, his hands in his sleeve robe, and his face was indifferent.
Originally, Yang Qingyun, who was going to see Liu Hancheng and leave, stayed because of this one thing.