The miscellaneous disciples were dressed in navy blue, with white leggings and black cloth shoes.

Qianchen saw a navy blue "sea" from a distance.

She hurried into it.

The crowd chattered and discussed.

"Ah, when will this Changle Palace be repaired..."

"I won't have to work here until I become an outer disciple..."

"Who knows... I don't think it's going to be that fast..."

"Shhhh

"The Overseer is here, shut up!"

Qianchen saw several men and women wearing the clothes of outer disciples from the cracks, and among them were also Ling Feng Fairies.

The rules of the Imperial Sect are really strange, the miscellaneous disciples wear navy blue, the outer disciples wear white, and the inner disciples have no rules, and they wear whatever they like. So, when I saw someone in the Imperial Sect who didn't wear uniform clothes, it was either an inner disciple or an elder, and I couldn't afford to provoke any of them.

"Are there any new arrivals?" The man in white standing in the center glanced at the scroll in his hand, "No, yes, then..."

"Me!" Qianchen hurriedly raised his hand and squeezed in front of the person, "Senior brother, I'm new here." ”

The man glanced at her and rolled his eyes: "Who is your senior brother?" Let's take a look at the spiritual power first. He took out a ruler.

"Just inject spiritual power." Fairy Ling Feng knew that she didn't understand anything, so she came over to give her advice.

Qianchen glanced at her gratefully, then took the spirit ruler and summoned up the courage to inject the spiritual power into it.

The 100 small squares on the Duling ruler were all lit up.

"Yo, it turns out that it has gone through the catastrophe, and it is disrespectful and disrespectful." The arrogant man's face changed, and he looked at her differently, "I didn't expect you to have such cultivation at such a young age." ”

Qianchen looked confused.

How did she not know that she was so strong?

Yes, it must be the refining body of the Wu Clan...

"Since you have enough spiritual power... Let's go and transport the stones! The man folded the scroll.

"Eh, senior brother, it's a little inappropriate to let a little girl carry stones..."

"Fairy," Qianchen interrupted Fairy Lingfeng, "I'll do it, thank you for your kindness." ”

Ling Feng scratched his head: "It's all said that it's okay to call Senior Sister..."

Qianchen smiled at her and followed a group of big men.

The stones have been transported down the mountain, but they are twice as large as those used by ordinary people.

Qianchen wanted to try how much strength she had now, and others could carry up to two pieces at a time, but she gradually increased her weight.

From one, to two, and finally to four.

The fifth block is a bit laborious.

Qianchen thought about it, picked up two stones, and followed the team.

"I can't see it, you girl doll is really powerful." A middle-aged man in the company praised sincerely, "Male babies rarely have your strength." ”

"You're wrong." Qianchen was a little embarrassed, "Senior brother, how long have you been in the Imperial Sect?" ”

"I...," the middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, "It's been more than ten years." ”

"Oh..."

"But like you, with such cultivation at such a young age, there must be many elders rushing to take you..."

The man thought silently in his heart. He turned happy again: "You must have been born with a spirit vortex, right?" I don't, my spirit vortex is my own cultivation. I haven't met a second person who cultivated a spiritual vortex on his own in the Imperial Sect. ”

"That's pretty remarkable, too." Qianchen said sincerely, "I haven't met a senior brother like this." ”

"It's just that my brother was originally an elder in the Imperial Sect, and he still wants to take me as an apprentice! As a result, he is gone... With such a talent, naturally no elders can look down on me, so I... I cultivated on my own. The man expressed regret.

"Senior brother, the Imperial Sect is full of spiritual energy, and there is also the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, in fact, whether or not to worship the master will not affect the cultivation. Senior Brother can refine the spirit vortex, which shows that your patience and perseverance are excellent. With this kind of willpower, you will definitely be able to achieve your wishes. Qianchen comforted him, and at the same time felt that it was really no problem to worship the teacher or not...

"Hahahaha," the man laughed, "My name is Ye Lin." What about you? ”

"My name is Ah Ji." Qianchen smiled, "Are you also under the Ling Feng Fairy?" ”

"In fact, there is more than one place where the miscellaneous disciples live, to be exact, there are three. You're with Fairy Lingfeng, and I'm with Senior Brother Yang Enlong. The man said, "This is the one standing in the middle." ”

The one who rolled his eyes to the sky. Qianchen stuck out his tongue and thought, it's better to be a fairy in the wind.

"He's a bit snobbish, but he's also dutiful." Ye Lin seemed to have seen through Qianchen's

Thoughts, "By the way, tomorrow's sermon is the great disciple of the Xuanluo Great Heavenly Venerable, that is, the Dao Symbol of our Imperial Sect, Gu Qinglian." You should definitely listen to it. Go early, or there will be no place. ”

"Uh-huh," Qianchen nodded, grinning, "I think you're like my uncle." ”

"Girl, how old are you? Hiss... You're not going to be thousands of years old..."

"I'm sixteen years old." Qianchen smiled, a little crying and laughing in his heart—his cultivation progress was indeed much faster than others, and he was like riding on a rocket—and put down the stone in his hand, "What about you?" ”

"I—" the man was a little embarrassed, "I'm ashamed, I'm almost two hundred years old." The cultivation is not as good as you. But you're amazing! Aren't you able to cultivate at a very young age? It must be a child of a big family! ”

"I'm just lucky." Qianchen smiled bitterly and said very seriously, "If I were like you, maybe my son would have become my own child and live an ordinary life." But you can persevere, and this perseverance has surpassed that of many monks. ”

Get married... Having a child...

Qianchen suddenly remembered Yun Aolai.

Since she was a child, her father has prepared a son-in-law for her, who is Lu Sheng. It's just that Lu Sheng is no longer hers. Indeed, she has not heard from her all these years, and she promised Lu Sheng to her sister... There is nothing wrong with that.

But for the first time, she wanted to marry someone, conceive offspring for him, and teach her husband and children, but the object was Yun Ao... He prepared excellent clothes for her, as well as delicious snacks... Always take her out for a walk... He always smiled at her... And hold her...

What happened to Yun Ao? Was he thinking about her too? Or have you left her behind?

I don't know when the next meeting will be.

She saw that Yun Ao had grown from a teenager to a young man, and had become the leader of the Young Alliance praised by everyone.

Is he already going to marry that girl from the Ye family? At that time, will she still show up? What kind of expression will Yun Ao have when he sees her? She has no relatives, and Yun Ao can be said to be the closest person in recent years.

Qianchen's nose was sore, and she almost burst into tears.

Qianchen, Qianchen, you still have a family revenge that has not been avenged, what do you say about your children's love? What qualifications do you have to fall in love? How can you be so unproductive? You forgot what you are, and what is Yun Ao... Isn't it good to live well? Why do you want to hit a stone with an egg? What is not yours is not yours, so why bother to pursue it?

She raised a hand to wipe her eyes and walked silently in the procession carrying stones.

Ye Lin saw that she was suddenly depressed, and he didn't want to touch his head, so he stopped talking, and just worked silently.

Seeing the sunset, the overseer said, "Okay, it's over today, so let's have a good rest." ”

Qianchen moved her somewhat sore arms, and was about to go back to practice when a bucket of red paint fell from the sky and buckled directly on her head.

Qianchen gasped, flipped the paint bucket to the ground, and looked back to see which of the eight lambs dared to toss her.

"Hahahahaha, red-haired chicken! Red-haired chicken! A boy of about twelve years old sat on the top of the imposing main entrance of Changle Palace, covering his stomach with a smile.

The miscellaneous disciples who were about to leave around them just glanced sideways, and then turned around and walked away as usual.

The boy thought that as before, he could manipulate these miscellaneous disciples as he pleased.

He couldn't laugh the next second, because the girl with paint dripping down her hair appeared in front of him.

Immediately, he was grabbed by the collar and pressed to the ground.

He struggled to look at it, and was stunned.

That's not a human eye!

Red paint flowed from her face like blood, and those eyes, distinctly gray, like ice, were the eyes of cold-blooded animals! It seems that there is a thousand years of grudges buried!

"Ah Ji!" Fairy Ling Feng ran over to pull her away, "This is Elder Qiyue's only son!" ”

She smelled a whiff of urine.

The boy peed his pants.

Qianchen slowly stood up and wiped a handful of red paint on his face.

"Before I could do anything, I was so scared that I peed my pants." She glanced contemptuously at the boy, who was close to fainting, "It's just a useless straw bale." ”

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Fairy Ling Feng looked at her back and understood one thing—now she was the only one who could heal the aftermath.

"Hey, a few of you take my waist card and invite Gu Qinglian," Ling Feng commanded the remaining miscellaneous disciples who didn't have time to leave, "A few of you go and ask Elder Qiyue to come over, and the rest carry Haoxuan in!" ”

Wait, as if there's something else forgotten.

"Hey, go and invite the ones from Elder Qiyue, you guys go slowly!"

Succeed with flying colors.

Fairy Ling Feng had a faint hunch, according to Elder Qiyue's character, I am afraid that this matter will not be so easy to pass. However, she had already prepared a shovel and planned to fight with Gu Qinglian with the thin mud. As for whether Ah Ji can keep it... She can only promise to be worthy of her heart.

"What's going on?" Gu Qinglian hurriedly came to Changle Palace, followed by Ji Qing.

Although he had already heard some miscellaneous disciples describe the incident on the way, he still had to listen to Ling Feng Fairy's explanation.

"That's it... Ah Ji didn't do anything... It's just that Haoxuan seems to be frightened. Ling Feng spread his hands helplessly, "Elder Qiyue will be here in a while, I'll ask Senior Brother to come over first to see if there are any other problems with the child... The elders of the province are whatever they say. Senior Brother Qinglian, take a look! ”

Gu Qinglian probed the pulse, and said firmly: "There are no internal injuries." It's just that it's clearly over-frightened. I can only prescribe some medicine, but heart disease still needs a heart doctor. In the end, it depends on him. ”

Fairy Ling Feng rolled her eyes: "Senior brother, if you can't heal well, I'm afraid your junior sister won't survive the assessment of the outer disciples." ”

"I know what I know." Gu Qinglian slapped her head angrily, "Is it because I don't want to treat it?" At most, I will prescribe him some calming medicine, who is he to blame for his own cowardice? ”

Where did Gu Qinglian think about what kind of Shura field this kid experienced a quarter of an hour ago.

He has always been upright, so he even thinks Ah Ji has done a good job. In this way, it looks like the bear child, does he dare to play tricks on others.

"Ling Feng, you let me be quiet." Gu Qinglian raised his hand, "I will definitely be able to figure out a way." ”

Ji Qing stopped Ling Feng's rebuttal, he had always believed in Senior Brother.

"Who hurt my son?" A female voice full of anger sounded, and Fairy Ling Feng couldn't help but look at Gu Qinglian - it's over, the elder is here, but I don't know if Senior Brother has come up with a way to do it in such a short time...

Elder Qiyue looked young and beautiful, wearing a moon-white robe and a half-moon crown. It's just that the lines on the face are too sharp and look a little mean. Those thin flaming red lips are extremely difficult to mess with.

Ji Qing and Ling Feng couldn't help but sweat.