Chapter 208 The Change of Qingyun Peak (I) In the southwest of southern Xinjiang, a place where mountains are stacked and clouds and mist pierce the peaks.

In the mountains, a cloud peak that towers into the sky and reaches into the sky welcomes a guest.

"Ling Jiannan, it's you!" an old man looked at Ling Jiannan with a cold expression and said, "You still dare to come to Qingyun Peak!"

Dressed in a green shirt with an angular handsome face, Ling Jiannan put his hands behind his back, looked at the old man with an indifferent expression, and said, "Great Elder, I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know how well you have been doing over the years." Ling came to my master to catch up on the old days. ”

"Hmph...... "The Great Elder said coldly, "Master, Senior Brother is no longer your Master. And you, no longer our disciple of Qingyun Peak. ”

Ling Jiannan smiled and said, "The so-called one day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a teacher." Since Ling Jiannan had been taught by the master in charge, even if he was no longer a disciple of Qingyun Peak, I still missed him. ”

The Great Elder snorted coldly and said, "Senior Brother Leader has something important to do, and you can see it if you want to." Besides, you hurt me with the dark sword ten years ago, and I still want to settle this account with you!"

Shaking his head, Ling Jiannan chuckled, "Great Elder, it's been ten years, and you still haven't changed like this. ”

After speaking, Ling Jiannan's toes lightly clicked, and his figure quietly floated past the Great Elder like a phantom.

"Great Elder, it's been ten years, not only has your temper not changed, but even your cultivation is still in the Spirit Sect realm. Jian Nan is not here this time to fight with you, because you are no longer qualified to let a martial saint be angry for you. ”

The indifferent tone and the fluttering voice reached the ears of the Great Elder.

"Martial Saint, he ...... That arrogant guy back then turned out to be a Martial Saint!" The Great Elder looked at Ling Jiannan's disappearing figure with a shocked face, and said in disbelief.

With his hands on his back, Ling Jiannan walked to a green bamboo forest with an elegant environment.

Standing quietly in front of the bamboo forest for a while, a slightly cold voice came from the bamboo forest, "I don't know, which acquaintance came to my Qingyun Peak." ”

"Disciple, Ling Jiannan, meet Master in ten years!" Ling Jiannan bent down and said respectfully, "I came here this time to ask Master how well he is."

After the bamboo forest was silent for a while, the voice came out again, "No wonder, I feel so familiar with the breath, it turned out to be Jiannan you." After ten years, you have become a martial saint, but you are not bad. ”

The person in the bamboo forest is Ling Jiannan's master, the current head of Qingyun Peak.

Ling Yunfeng is a martial saint, but from his tone, the evaluation he gave was only a good one.

On the other hand, Ling Jiannan was not only very humble, not unhappy, but also very happy.

"Come in! I'll introduce you to someone by the way. The voice came from the bamboo forest again.

With his steps, Ling Jiannan walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, there is no clear road, and bamboo grows at will. On the ground, there are withered bamboo leaves everywhere, covering them layer by layer.

Although the bamboo forest was large, Ling Jiannan walked steadily and slowly in one direction.

Finally, two bamboo houses, one large and one small, one old and one new, appeared in front of him.

Glancing at the new bamboo house in surprise, Ling Jiannan came to the old bamboo house money, and arched his hand, "Master, disciple Jiannan has come to see your old man." ”

There was a soft "squeak", the door of the bamboo house opened, and out came a beautiful and cold and arrogant girl's figure.

Dressed in a long white dress, her jade face is exquisite and beautiful, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens, Ling Ran is absolutely dusty. Behind the girl, carrying a long sword, her eyes were cold and her expression was calm, but for some reason, it seemed that there seemed to be some longing in her eyes.

"Senior brother, please come in!" The girl in white looked at Ling Jiannan, stretched out her hand like snow, and said clearly and clearly.

Ling Jiannan was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Senior brother?"

Entering the bamboo house, Ling Jiannan saw that a slightly thin but not weak figure was quietly facing away from him.

In front of the figure, there was a painting.

In the painting, a man stands with his back to a peak.

On that peak, there were many swords.

The whole painting, looking at the peak, exudes a fierce sword aura. However, looking at the man, he only felt that all the fierceness in the entire painting was suppressed by his figure standing on the peak.

The whole painting is full of strangeness, contradictions, and elusiveness.

"Master!" Glancing at the painting, Ling Jiannan said, "Are you still thinking about this painting?"

The emaciated figure slowly turned his head, looked at Ling Jiannan, and said, "Although a painting is a painting, it is not a painting. ”

The one who was called Master by Ling Jiannan was the head of Qingyun Peak. He looked about forty years old, and his face was very ordinary, not handsome, but also a little attractive. Strangely, though, his hair is black, but his eyebrows are white.

The head of Qingyun Peak looked at Ling Jiannan and said, "You are now a martial saint, and ten years ago, you were no longer a disciple of Qingyun Peak. In the future, you don't have to call me Master, let's just call each other the same way. You haven't forgotten my name, have you?"

"The name of the teacher, how dare the disciple forget. However, no matter what, Jiannan was once your disciple, and throughout your life, you were Jiannan's master. Ling Jiannan said seriously.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I, Xiao Chenzi, would still receive such an apprentice as you. The head of Qingyun Peak sighed and said, "Okay! Since you insist, then let it be!"

Xiao Chenzi glanced at the white-clothed girl standing aside, then looked at Ling Jiannan, and said, "She is a new disciple I accepted a year ago, and like you, she also brings art into the mountain." Xiaoxue, come forward and see your former senior brother!"

The girl nodded, stepped forward and saluted, "Fang Xue has seen Senior Brother"

This girl is Fang Xue!

Nodding, Ling Jiannan looked at Xiao Chenzi and said, "Master, Master, his injury is okay?"

Xiao Chenzi smiled slightly and said, "You still remember, hehe." Your ancestor's injuries have been much healed, and after decades of meditation and cultivation, you can recover the peak of hundreds of years ago. ”

"Jiannan can have today's achievements, and he has the guidance of his old man when he was in retreat and cultivation. Therefore, in the past few days, Jian Nan has come to see that Master is old, and secondly, he has tried his best to see if he can give his master some help. Ling Jiannan said sincerely, "The apprentice is now a martial saint, and if you want to come, you can help the master a little bit." ”

Shaking his head, Xiao Chenzi said, "Your filial piety is known by the teacher, and it is also understood by your ancestor on behalf of your master." It's just that you're late, and a few months ago, he had already left Qingyun Peak. ”

"Huh?" Ling Jiannan was taken aback and said, "Senior Ancestor, his old man has left Qingyun Peak?"

Nodding, Xiao Chenzi said, "Yes, go find a few old friends from the past." ”

"I see," Ling Jiannan said slowly.

Saying that, looking at Fang Xue, Ling Jiannan smiled and said, "My junior sister is also a country and a city, and it is a little comparable to the Bangqing of Qingyue Mountain back then. It's just that I've heard that she is clear...... Alas"

"Bang Qing?" Fang Xue's heart moved, her clear eyes blinked slightly, thinking of Yan Yin's mother, who seemed to be called Bang Qing.

"You can't forget that incident back then?" Xiao Chenzi sighed, "After all these years, you are still alone." That Bang Qing has already been married to a wife, why should you never forget it?"

Shaking his head, Ling Jiannan said, "Master, Jiannan is not obsessed. At the Tangwu Conference that year, I was defeated by Yan Yi's men, and I was convinced. Even if Bang Qing chooses his Yan Yi, I, Ling Jiannan, still bless her. Just ......"

Sighing, Ling Jiannan said, "I'm a cultivator, and she's also a cultivator, I don't understand why she would fall in love with a martial artist." ”

"Martial artists, cultivators, are just seeking the endless power and unknown longevity. The two seem to be different, but their essence is actually the same. It's just that many people can't see this clearly" Looking at Ling Jiannan, Xiao Chenzi said, "Like you, you don't cultivate the swordsmanship in the sect, but you only cultivate your swordsmanship." So, you are now a Martial Saint, not a Spiritual Saint. ”

Listening to the words of the two, Fang Xue felt a little incomprehensible. However, looking at Ling Jiannan's gaze, there was a hint of strangeness. From Ling Jiannan's words, it seems that there have been some gaps and stories between him and Yan Yin's mother and father.

The two chatted for a while, when there was a noise outside the bamboo house.

Xiao Chenzi frowned, then looked at Fang Xue and said, "Xiaoxue, you go back to cultivation first!"

Nodding, Fang Xue bowed and retreated.

Watching Fang Xue leave, Ling Jiannan said, "Her roots are good, she is a good material for cultivation." However, looking at the stride when he walks, he looks a bit like a person. ”

Looking at Xiao Chenzi, he only heard him nod and said, "She is the daughter of Nangong Jian, and she was sent to my Qingyun Peak not long ago and asked me to return to the door." ”

"No wonder" Ling Jian Nandao "Nangong Jian can also be regarded as a master, over the years, the stability of southern Xinjiang has relied on him. However, I heard that he is not in a very good situation now, and it seems that he is on his way to Yanyi. ”

"Hmm," Xiao Chenzi said, "Nangong Jian, this person is cautious, and his actions are also relaxed, which is not comparable to that Yanyi." However, after all, he still lacked a little bit of Yanyi's grandeur. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent his daughter into my Qingyun Peak. ”

After a pause, Xiao Chenzi said, "Okay, let's not talk about this, let's go out and have a look!" A few elders are here, and they want to come to find you and me. ”

Out of the bamboo house, I saw a group of white-bearded old men in fluttering clothes floating in from outside the bamboo forest, and at their feet, there were long swords floating under their feet, carrying their bodies.

"Such a formation, but is there something?" Xiao Chenzi glanced at the senior elder in the lead lightly, and said, "Senior brother, why did you invite so many elders to come?"

The Great Elder withdrew the long sword under his feet, fell to the ground, and said to Xiao Chenzi, "Senior Brother Leader, let's come, I want to ask the Master to let this Ling Jiannan leave Qingyun Peak." He had been expelled from Qingyun Peak ten years ago, and now although he is a martial saint, he is no longer a disciple of my Qingyun Peak after all, and if he stays in the sect for a long time, it is inevitable that some accidents will happen. ”

"Yes, Master, since Ling Jiannan is no longer my Qingyun Peak's disciple, how can this Qingyun Peak let him come and go at will!" said an elder in a loud voice.

Although the others did not speak, they were also on the side of the Great Elder.

Glancing at Ling Jiannan, Xiao Chenzi said lightly, "Jiannan is here, just to see me, you think too much." I know your thoughts, don't worry, although Jian Nan is now a martial saint, he is no longer my disciple of Qingyun Peak. I didn't think about passing on the position of head to him, and you don't have to work hard for it. ”

Ling Jiannan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xiao Chenzi and said, "Master, you want to give up your position as the head of the family?"

Nodding, Xiao Chenzi said, "I have been sitting in this position for decades, and it is time for the next generation to take over." ”