Chapter 018: Descending the Mountain

The woman outside the door was dressed in a cyan long-sleeved palace silk robe, and a moon-bud hosta simply coiled up her long hair.

I saw a few tufts of hair hanging down in front of her forehead, fluttering in the wind, making this woman look indescribable.

Qiu Lan, the youngest elder of the Kuiyun Sect, once used a black silk sword to break into the world alone, the years have changed, her face is still white and flawless except for a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, how much people have a glimpse of the demeanor of the first beauty in the world back then. Although Yun Qianman lived in Shuiyun Peak all the year round, he could hear some disciples talking about Ziqing Peak, and this Elder Qiulan was naturally indispensable among them.

So she didn't need to be introduced, she recognized her at a glance.

Yun Qianman thought that some enemy had come to the door, but he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Elder Qiu, I don't know what you came to me for?" ”

Except for Qin Huai and Ye Liyan, anyone from Kuiyun Sect is not a bad person in Yun Qianman's eyes, and it has nothing to do with the word "good".

So her heart was full of vigilance.

I saw this Qiu Lanwan smile and said, "You really don't remember your aunt at all?" ”

"Auntie?"

"You've called me aunt since I was a child, I'm not your aunt, what is that?"

Yun Qianman smiled dryly: "I have no one to worry about here, I thought I didn't have a family or friend, but I didn't expect that there was an aunt ......."

She didn't think she was her relative, if she was, she would have come to see her a year ago, and a whole year had passed, and she wouldn't have waited until this time to appear. She didn't have many friends during her time in Kuiyun Sect, and most of the people she met treated her like enemies, being oppressed as a handyman, killing someone by mistake and enduring the punishment of five thunders, and being locked up in the zenith where ghosts didn't want to stay.

How could a person like Yun Qianman have relatives, if there really is, there is only Nianqing.

"You've suffered all this time......"

Qiulan sighed, sat down beside her, and said slowly, "I know you blame me in your heart, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's really that you have done too many things in the past that are sorry for the sect." Your Uncle Teng is still in retreat, and I have to take care of a lot of things. There are constant internal disputes in the Kuiyun Sect, if I come to see you, it will cause dissatisfaction among many elders, and if these elders take refuge in Qin Zhan, the position of senior brother will be in jeopardy...... Alas, what did I say, now that Qin Zhan has the final say, it is a hundred times, and I can also come to see you, aunt. ”

Yun Qianman lowered her head and didn't speak, she knew that what Qiu Lan said was true, and Kuiyun Sect really didn't have a place for her.

One day, if she breaks through a few more floors, she will find a way to rescue Nianqing and take her out of this place, which is the only reason for her to stay.

Qiulan looked at the bracelet on her foot, reached out a little on the bracelet, and the bracelet left her ankle and went to her hand.

"I took this forbidden bracelet, they used such despicable means to deal with you, it is really excessive."

Yun Qianman suddenly felt that his feet were a lot lighter, and the feeling of weight that he had felt for so long had finally disappeared.

"Thank you."

Qiulan smiled slightly: "It's my aunt who is not good, I should have come to help you a long time ago." It's hard work as a handyman, you've never suffered like this before. ”

This sentence brought out her thoughts and reminded her of the hardships when she washed clothes in the Huan Washroom, but although she suffered a lot in that half a year, she still had a desire in her heart, a desire for a better future. And this year, seeing the warmth and coldness of the world, that desire has gradually been buried in the bottom of her heart, and the only thing that supports her is the most primitive instinct, that is, to live. But that's fine, living for the sake of living, then there isn't much of a burden.

Seeing her bow her head and think about her thoughts, Qiulan said again: "I can't help you much, it just so happens that tomorrow there is a group of disciples going down the mountain to practice, if you want to go out to breathe and relax, I can arrange it." ”

Down?

She had been trapped here since the first day she woke up, and she had long longed for the world below the mountain, so she replied unceremoniously: "It would be best if you could really arrange it." ”

"Okay, but you'll have to take this down first." Qiulan handed Yun Qianman a pill.

"What is this?"

"Disguise pill, you have too many enemies, if you don't change your appearance, once you walk out of the mountain gate, you will be in danger, this pill can make you not show your true face within half a month."

Yun Qianman put the pill in front of her nose and smelled it, she had been refining pills for a long time, and she was already familiar with the medicinal properties of herbs. Seeing that there was nothing poisonous in this pill, he swallowed it without hesitation. A quarter of an hour later, she picked up the bronze mirror again and looked at it, and the appearance of the person in the mirror made her almost spurt out a mouthful of blood. That's ugly, isn't it? I saw a slightly distorted square face in the mirror, like a clay statue that had been smeared indiscriminately before it was formed, with large and small eyes, crooked nose, and mouth that could not be closed because of asymmetry, which could be described as "miserable".

She said with some tears and laughter: "This disguise pill is too bad, people are so ugly, you have to scare others to death when you go out." ”

Qiulan covered her mouth and smiled: "You didn't pay so much attention to your appearance before, if you go out like this, others won't recognize you." Okay, my aunt is leaving, remember, you will wait at Suzaku Terrace tomorrow, and I will explain to the disciple who leads the team. Also, your current name is South Twilight. ”

Nan Duxue, the name is good, but the appearance is too ugly, although the experience of going down the mountain is a good thing, it makes her feel too good.

After Qiulan left, she thought about it and decided to say goodbye to Qin Huaidao.

When he arrived at Qin Huai's residence, as soon as he heard that she was going down the mountain, he gave her a magic weapon called the Purple Flame Bracelet for her self-defense.

Although she felt uncomfortable when she saw the bracelet, after all, it was Qin Huai's heart, so she had to put it in her arms.

The purple clouds surrounded by the peaks rise in the early sun, and the mountains are covered with clouds and mist all year round, so this seemingly isolated place has a far field of vision, but you can't see the world below the clouds.

A white stone staircase stretches into the distance.

Soon she was going down the stone steps, and she saw that the road was five feet wide, and at first glance it was not steep, but undulating from mountain to mountain. After the team came, she had to go over the mountains and mountains through it, from the Vermilion Bird Terrace all the way to the Panshi Ridge, and then from a ten-mile long slope to the bottom of the mountain. This way to the border of Ziyun Peak, it is a thirty-mile hike.

Yun Qianman stood on the Vermilion Bird Terrace and waited for half an hour, the disciples who came down the mountain this time came here one after another, it seemed that she got up a little early.

These disciples who traveled with them this time were full of energy, and the experience of going down the mountain was as glorious for them as returning to their hometown. Because in the eyes of mortals, all immortal cultivators are high immortals, and they are unreachable existences.

(Yun Qianman can finally go down the mountain to breathe, hurry up and celebrate with a ticket.)