Chapter Twenty-Eight: Strange
Su Ming went out to practice, as if he had gained some great opportunity, and his cultivation suddenly rose to the great perfection of qi training. Pen ~ fun ~ Ge www.biquge.info Wei Qingyan said this, there was a bit of envy in his tone.
Jun Changning's mind was full of another news. Bai Jingtong, the head of the Taihe Sect, ordered that all Qi Cultivation Great Perfection disciples under the age of thirty must enter the Trial Mountain, and those who rank among the top will be rewarded.
The order is vague, and the only thing that is clear is that those who are compelled to participate must not disobey it. For Jun Changning, who was not self-motivated and wanted to wait until he was ten years old before apprenticeship, this was also the most helpless.
"Say, what kind of great opportunity did she get? Hey, hey, are you listening to me? Wei Qingyan pushed Jun Changning's arm dissatisfiedly.
Jun Changning sat a little farther away from her, and tapped the turtle shell with his index finger while perfunctorily: "What does it matter to you what chance she gets?" Cultivating hard is the right way! "Why did the head of the sect give such a strange order, could it be that the big man chose his disciples? It's ridiculous to think so. How can a monk with a higher cultivation lack apprentices! She subconsciously erased this possibility.
The bad habits he developed in his previous life, Jun Changning naturally guessed things on the dark side. What kind of murder sacrifice, collecting souls, refining yin poison magic weapons, etc., how terrifying and how to think. Then frighten yourself so much that your face turns pale.
Wei Qingyan's big round eyes blinked, and he just wanted to refute, but he saw that Jun Changning's face was wrong. She nervously asked, "What are you thinking?" What's wrong? "Could it be that there is something wrong with Su Ming's chance?
"Why did you say the head of the house gave such a strange order?" Jun Changning subconsciously asked, feeling that he was in danger, did he want to run away? Taihezong has such a wide sphere of influence, where can she go?
Wei Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and said nonchalantly: "Well, I've heard a little rumor. It is said that a certain elder asked the head of the sect to help select a few disciples so that he could pass on his mantle. ”
Jun Changning was stunned, and his cheeks were slightly red under the other party's inexplicable eyes. I was ashamed and angry in my heart, and secretly scolded myself for being an idiot, this kind of order to show the world is dangerous, and the danger is absolutely limited! She actually 、、、、、、
Holding the turtle in his arms, Jun Changning looked at Wei Qingyan's gaze and changed the topic unintelligently: "Did you just say Su Ming?" She's her, you're you, don't keep your mind on her. Think more about yourself! Fingers rubbed the rough shell of the turtle, unconsciously tugging at its short limbs.
"You're right!" Wei Qingyan obediently continued: "Actually, I'm just a little worried about her. Her personality is sometimes easy to offend, especially a girl with a personality like me. "No matter what you say, she is a relative, she doesn't want to see one day Su Ming offend the real proud daughter of the sky, and then end up miserable.
Jun Changning was surprised, like her, hating or liking, it was a lifetime thing. Which Cheng thought that Wei Qingyan would still worry about Su Ming, she didn't think that Su Ming would accept this feeling. After thinking about it, she hesitated and said, "Every monk goes to the end, and there will be fewer and fewer relatives around him. You 、、、、、 look at the point! "It's inseparable, she's just an outsider, and that's all she can say.
After Wei Qingyan left, Jun Changning picked some wild flowers and made them into garlands and put them on his head, standing on the edge of the cliff in a daze.
Fearing for her own safety faded, she didn't really care about the outcome. Although she is a seven-year-old Qi Cultivation Great Perfection, it is not uncommon for a high-ranking sect like Taihe Sect. In the Taihe Sect, there are several innate Dao bodies, and that is the best qualification required for cultivation.
On the day of the gathering, Jun Changning was not conspicuous at all in the crowd of thousands of people in the Trial Mountain. A huge golden stone door loomed in mid-air, and without even a word, they were driven in dizzy.
Jun Changning, who felt a little humiliated, was stunned by the scene in front of him before he could show his anger on his face.
After the fog gradually dissipated, scenes of joys and sorrows were staged like a mime. The story is very realistic and touching, but she is the only one in the audience, Jun Changning is a little uncomfortable, like a voyeur who has no choice but to do so. She wanted to look away, but changed her mind in the next second.
A man of great grace and a woman of great beauty. The story takes place on the shore of a lake under a verdant hill with an exquisite wooden building on the edge of the lake.
They lived a leisurely life without fighting with the world, with men practicing swords and women playing the harp. It was obvious that they were not mortals, because from the beginning to the end, there was no such thing as food.
Jun Changning observed carefully and found that the man's face always hid a trace of deep worry, while the woman was completely immersed in happiness.
According to the changes in the vegetation by the lake, one early spring morning, they had a child, male or female.
Three days later, the man said goodbye, and the woman waited.
After another three days, the man came back with a large pile of daily necessities, and the woman burst into tears and laughed.
In less than a month, a group of people came first, and they didn't know how to restrain the man and disfigured the woman and killed her. Just as he was about to take the man, another group of people appeared, and the two sides were not dead, and the man died in the fight.
The child was nowhere to be found.
It wasn't until the last moment that Jun Changning could see the woman's face clearly. It resembles her body by eight points.
From beginning to end, Jun Changning was a bystander. She pondered, I'm afraid this is the mystery of the original body's background. It's just, what is the boss going to do, is this a phantom array? What is the test?
Covered by fog again in front of her eyes, Jun Changning moved her arms and legs, she didn't bother to find a way, her spiritual power couldn't run, and she didn't bother to consume her physical strength in vain.
Remembering that she slept late last night, she put her hands behind her head and closed her eyes comfortably to take a nap. They're always going to be let out anyway, she doesn't care about morning or night, the storage bag is full of enough things for her to eat for three years.
"Whose girl is that?" In the main hall of the Trial Mountain, a group of people surrounded a huge water curtain, in which the figures of monks appeared. They stood motionless, except for the complex expressions on their faces.
Suddenly, a little girl in blue clothes yawned, fell back with her arms on her pillow, and fell asleep by herself!
A group of high-ranking monks around the water curtain looked at each other, and the long-eyed old man with a white beard shook his beard and asked strangely. The others looked at each other and shook their heads, but they didn't know each other.
When Jun Changning opened his eyes and found that he appeared alone outside the golden gate, he was puzzled for a while, and looked around to see if there was anyone. I tried to use my spiritual power again, and found that it worked, so I scratched my head and left.
The crowd secretly observing her looked at each other again, and this is leaving? Don't care about the results? Don't care about rewards? Not curious what happened?
When Jun Changning returned to the library pavilion, she put this brainless experience behind her, and she took out the books she had read before and continued to flip through them.
This is a book that explains carving, and she has a lot of fun to watch, glancing at the pet lying on the instep of her foot from time to time, and secretly wondering how to carve its shell into a flower.
I don't know if it was out of animal intuition, the little turtle slowly climbed from her instep to her shoulder, and jumped down resolutely. I don't know when a strand of black hair wrapped around it was torn off, Jun Changning covered his scalp and looked at the pet on the ground with his feet facing the sky and pretending to be dead.
Is this turtle a sperm?
The person who sat on the windowsill and witnessed all this silently thought, what kind of person has what kind of pet!