Kongming City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Tianji Pavilion.

In the lobby on the first floor of today's Tianji Pavilion, if anyone pays attention, they will probably find that there is a pair of tables and chairs in the inner hall of the Tianji Pavilion today than usual, but the position of this pair of tables and chairs is in the corner, and no one has noticed it for a while, and no one has paid attention to the little girl who has the same extra tables and chairs. Although she is still young and has a green temperament, she has an indescribable flattery, and now she is honestly sitting on the chair, with her hands flat on the table, looking at the monks with clear eyes.

Compared with the bustle in front of the rest of the tables and chairs, she had a rare emptiness here, and even those who saw her only glanced at it cursoryly and withdrew their gaze.

This person sitting at the table and chair was not someone else, it was Qing Qiao. After studying with Yan Zhu for more than eight months, Yan Zhu saw that she had almost learned, so he said hello to Yan Chongming and asked her to go to the Tianji Pavilion in Kongming City to practice her skills.

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls are crazy old age, carefully calculated, Qing Qiao is more than three months away from fifteen and Xu, and now strictly speaking, she can only be regarded as a child, but her appearance is obviously more than the immaturity of thirteen years old, but there are obviously a lot of girls who are coquettish, sitting there upright, there will still be many people looking back to inquire, but that's all, the people who come to Tianji Pavilion are all people with heavy hearts, and no one has come to see the beauty.

She sat from morning to noon, but there was no one who came to ask her. Qing Qiao pursed his lips and said nothing, still sitting there with that regular appearance.

However, a real person diagonally waved his big hand, and looked at her with a smile in his spare time, Qing Qiao was stunned for a moment, and smiled at him, which was regarded as a greeting. Thanks to the file about the Yan family in King's Landing, the monk who had been looking at her like this, she recognized him early in the morning: Yan Zifei, Yuanying Xiuwei, went in and out of the Tianji side hall in Su Ri. She worships Yanzhuqing as a teacher, and Yanzhuqing likes to sit on his rocking chair to explain to her on weekdays, so to this day, she has never been to the side hall. However, Yan Zhuqing had vaguely mentioned to her that once she did well in Tianji Pavilion and was skilled enough, she would go to the side hall to practice the way of channeling gods in the future. If one day you can achieve the cultivation and ability of Yan Zhuqing, you will be able to set foot in the main hall of the heavenly machine. Therefore, Tianji Pavilion is just a starting point, and with Yan Zifei and others, she will have to come into contact sooner or later.

And Yan Zifei's hostility towards her, she is not completely unaware, and although she does not fully understand the twists and turns of this, she can also detect some of them. But now, she has no intention of not hedging with Yanzi, she only bows her head and fills up, just don't know.

This pretending to be stupid is called Yanzifei, and he doesn't know what to do for a while.

After a day of waiting, her seat was empty. Qing Qiao saw that there were still two hours before returning to Kunlun, so he simply stood up and walked out of the Tianji Pavilion.

Looking at her movements, Yan Zifei snorted disdainfully, and said to a Yan family monk on the side: "Do you say that she is planning to go to Yan Zhuqing for help?" ”

A monk on the side only looked down at the calculation chip in his hand, as if he didn't care about Yan Zifei's actions, and said weakly: "What do you care about her?" Since she can appear here, it means that Yan Zhuqing attaches great importance to her, even if she is not happy, she will go to the side hall and say, don't make any mess in the Tianji Pavilion, Yan Chongming's cultivation is average, but he is the patriarch of the Yan family after all, this is his territory, don't make a mess! ”

"Hehe, I naturally won't be unable to tolerate a junior." Yan Zifei laughed twice.

The monk glanced at him, knowing Yan Zifei's temper, and transmitted again: "Whether she goes to Yan Zhuqing for help or not has nothing to do with us, if she goes to find her, I'm afraid it will only make Yan Zhuqing unhappy; If you don't look for it, then she needs to figure it out by herself, and she is in a dilemma, and we just need to watch from the sidelines. ”

"Hmm." Without Yan Zifei's move, Qing Qiao seemed to be in trouble, Yan Zifei was naturally in a very good mood, but for a while, he no longer paid attention to Qing Qiao's movements.

Qing Qiao walked out of Tianji Pavilion, looked at the long queue outside Tianji Pavilion, and then thought about the scene where there was no one looking for her, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. In all fairness, this is really resentful of others, she is a little monk who has just built a foundation, and she sits in it with a large group of monks in the late stage of Jindan and the Yuan Infant stage, and she has never heard of her reputation, if it is Yan Qingqiao herself, she must not believe her like these monks outside!

Qing Qiao walked to the tablet outside the Tianji Pavilion, a total of eight Yan family monks sitting in the Tianji Pavilion today, Yan Qingqiao's name was ranked last, and the word "building the foundation" in that column was particularly conspicuous.

After taking two random steps, the monks in the line outside all looked serious and worried or worried, but she had only approached them, and the monks looked at her vigilantly.

Qing Qiao couldn't, and the original act of preparing to strike up a conversation suddenly disappeared a lot. To be honest, before coming to Tianji Pavilion today, she was a little excited, but she didn't think about it, everything was just that she thought it was too beautiful, and no one came to look for her at all.

Originally, the way of channeling was something that needed to be practiced, especially for people like her who had just entered the way of channeling. She can't calculate the future for herself, and she doesn't have to practice, which is really a headache.

Qing Qiao walked unconsciously for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she found that she was already a little far away from Tianji Pavilion, smiled bitterly twice, turned around and prepared to return to Tianji Pavilion, and at this moment, a melodious flute sounded.

Qing Qiao turned around, but saw that the sunset was all over at that time, and when he turned around, he saw: The flute sounded and people leaned on the building!

Under the edges and corners of the delicate eaves, several plain-clothed monks leaned on the back railing facing the street, like an ancient sword cultivator, a long sword hung obliquely behind a person, plain-clothed and black-haired, young monks, freshly dressed and angry horses, and full of spirit.

Among this group of handsome and merry monks, Qing Qiao turned his eyes and saw the person who had just blown the flute, but he was stunned at a glance. At that moment, the appearance of the person in front of him was intertwined with the monk in his memory who seemed to be the best Danqing painter in the 100,000-mile Changchuan River, and the time seemed to have stopped in him, still with that look, still with that smile, as warm as spring. Qing Qiao moved his lips, and the three words "Qin Jingzhi" blurted out, although it was so, it was a very low word, and then he turned around.

At that time, she was twelve years old, and she didn't know much about external affairs, so she didn't know that the status of the monk she saved was very different from herself, just like the gap between Yan Huanjin, the sun-like girl in the Tianji Palace, and her.

She didn't want to ask for retribution with kindness, not to mention, it was kindness, the Qin family had enough to pay, Qing Qiao turned around, no longer looked at the high-spirited monks, and glanced at the direction of those people again, Qing Qiao walked away.

She walked extremely fast, without hesitation, but she didn't notice it, but the moment she looked back, Qin Jingzhi, who was recognized by her at a glance, glanced in her direction.