Chapter 12, Meet the Old Man

Another beast roar pierced the sky, and the trees on the mountains of the two realms seemed to tremble. Lan Qing took the lead in walking forward, followed closely by several disciples.

The periphery of the Two Realms Mountains is full of ordinary plants, and the deeper you go, the more spiritual plants there are. Unless they were cultivators, ordinary mortals couldn't tell which spirit plants were poisonous, so many mortals who accidentally crashed into the Two Realms Mountain died unexpectedly. Their flesh and blood became food for spirit animals, and their bones became nourishment for spirit plants.

The further he went, the tighter Jing Ci's brows wrinkled. He had been to the Two Realms many times, but for some reason, this time he felt a powerful resentment—resentment from those who had died unexpectedly.

Could it be that it has something to do with the cultivation that that strange man passed on to him?

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"Hey, those people in front, don't go inside. It's all giant spirit beasts inside, it's up to you to go in and become their food in minutes!"

A crisp female voice sounded behind everyone. However, Lan Qing ignored it and continued to walk, and the disciples behind him ignored it.

Jing Ci followed at the end, glanced back lukewarmly, pulled a piece of grass from the ground and held it in his mouth, lazily pillowing his head with a leisurely look.

"Hey, I can't hear you?"

Lian Rong'er angrily whipped the whip in her hand towards them, and the barbs on the whip were mixed with fiery red spiritual power, whistling and cutting through the sky.

Seeing that he was about to meet Jing Ci who was walking at the end, he saw Lan Qing's footsteps, and the white silk segment on his wrist had already flown out, and he was in front of Jing Ci in the next second.

When the fiery red whip touched the seemingly soft white silk, it instantly regained its momentum and fell to the ground softly.

Lan Qing protected in front of Jing Ci, looking at the girl in front of her indifferently, and the other disciples saw this, and stood by her side one after another, their eyes were not good.

Jing Ci accepted their protection with peace of mind, and looked at the girl film in front of him who was a little unscrupulous. He noticed it as soon as she made a move just now, and the reason why she didn't dodge immediately was because he knew that Lan Qing would definitely protect him.

"You ......! I just kindly advised you not to go in, why are you like this? If you don't appreciate it, forget it, go, go, go, don't blame no one for collecting your body when the time comes!"

Lian Rong'er withdrew her whip, obviously not yet reacting to why the other party was able to block her attack.

Sheng Yang: "What's the matter with you? Is there anyone like you who makes people stop? ”

Lian Rong'er glared at Sheng Yang with her nostrils, pointed at him with a whip, and said disdainfully: "If your boss doesn't speak, you little fart dares to be so arrogant, doesn't this also mean that you are also an uneducated?"

"You!!" Sheng Yang was about to say something more when an angry voice came from overhead.

"Rong'er, don't be rude!"

The man in a white embroidered gold-rimmed robe jumped down from the tree, and before everyone could see his face, the man turned around and scolded Lian Rong'er.

"Lian Rong'er! How many times has my brother told you? When you go out, you want to make good friends, why can't you remember? What are you doing so arrogantly and domineering? Do you think you're still at Lian's house? If you knew that I wouldn't take you out, you can toss as much as you like at home, and no one cares about you. ”

Lian Rong'er's face turned red when she was trained, she glared at Lan Qing, and turned around and ran away hatefully.

Lian Yu didn't chase after her, and after glancing in the direction she was running, he didn't pay attention to it. With a polite smile on his face, he planned to make amends to Lan Qing and them, but after turning his back and seeing everyone's faces clearly, especially Lan Qing, surprise and surprise flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly saluted.

"Oh my God, Elder Lan!

Lan Qing thought it was an ordinary disciple of a cultivation family, so he didn't think much about it, and bowed slightly.

Yue Qi on the side looked at him carefully for a while, but the more he looked at him, the more familiar he felt, especially the tear mole under his eye. For a while, I couldn't even remember where I had seen it.

Lian Yu saw that everyone was not very hot, and knew that they definitely didn't recognize him, and said: "Elder Lan, I'm Lian Yu, don't you remember? Thirteen years ago, I followed my father to the Valley of No Return and wanted to worship you as a teacher, but you didn't take a fancy to me and chose a beggar." ”

As soon as he said this, Yue Qi suddenly realized!

No wonder he looks familiar!

This is the little boy who came to apprentice with Jingci's junior brother back then!

At that time, I still remembered, and I accompanied my master to see the disciples of the apprentice with my senior brother. Originally, they all thought that this handsome little boy with tears in the corners of his eyes would become their little junior brother, but who knew that after the master passed, he saw Jing Ci and only said two words, and took him away.

At that time, their senior brothers were still wondering, but they couldn't guess the master's thoughts, so they didn't say much. I only remember that the little boy cried for half an hour in the hall of the Valley of No Return, and no one pulled him away, so he insisted on worshipping Lan Qing as a teacher.

In the end, the senior brother came forward and took him to play in the Valley of No Return for an afternoon, so that he calmed down, and finally followed his father back. In the end, because the master did not memorize the methods taught by the master, he and the senior brother were punished for copying the "Soul Washing Sutra" ten times.

Thinking of this, Yue Qi's eyes were sour. He has grown up, and the little boy who cried and cried at the beginning has also grown up, but the senior brother will never come back.

Lan Qing noticed Yue Qi's mood change and glanced at him sideways. Yue Qi hurriedly put away his emotions and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry Master." ”

Lan Qing didn't blame him, and looked back at Lian Yu.

She has never remembered this kind of thing, for a hundred years, the disciples have gone one stubble after another, not to mention others, and it is a difficult thing for her to call the names of all the disciples who appear under the door.

However, Lian Yu's words evoked memories deep in her heart. It's not that she thinks of Lian Yu, but she thinks of the day Xiao Jingci worshiped her at that time.

At that time, when she saw the dirty children kneeling in the main hall, God knows how shocked her heart was. The face that she carved into her bones will be recognized no matter how it changes.

Forcibly suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, under the strange gaze of Yan Chuhuai and the other elders, he walked up to Jing Ci, half-squatted down, and asked softly, "You...... What's it called?"

Jing Ci raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, his eyes were so clear that there was no trace of impurities, and said: "My name is Jing Ci, 'Jing Ci is in the night Qingchen, and the dream of the third gentleman is resigned'." In order to be able to worship the Great Immortal Master as a teacher, I specially went to the school to ask Mr. to give him a name. ”

"Jing Ci ......" Lan Qing silently read this name many times in her heart, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and stretched out her hand to him: "Come with me." ”

Everyone present was shocked, it was the first time Lan Qing had shown a smile in front of everyone, and it was also the first time she took the initiative to stretch out her hand to the disciples who came to apprentice.

Jing Ci's eyes flickered, and he just wanted to put his little hands up, but looking at the pair of green white and slender hands in front of him, he was a little cramped. But Lan Qing didn't care, grabbed his dirty little hand and pulled him up from the ground.

At that time, Jing Ci only felt that this hand was so cold, like an ice cube. So he held it tighter, and he just wanted to share his temperature with the Great Immortal Master.