Qingyan had already set out at the end of the day, when many disciples woke up from their sleep, and some people went to prepare the books for the morning class. But Qingyan was different, he had to practice "Lian Xingjue" in the only cave on the snow-capped mountain where almost no one went to the Kunlun Sect.

Ever since he knew that his surname was Lian and not Qing, he had some doubts about his background. The first disciples of this hope all have the surname of Qingzi, and it is also given by the master to this layer of disciples. But when it comes to the second, third, and fourth-layer disciples, there are various surnames.

He had never thought about this before, it was their duty to guard the mountain gate, and it didn't matter what their surname was. Ever since he got the book, he began to wonder why.

Since last week, he and one of his disciples had been guarding the mountain gate, and he had purposefully asked, "How long have we been here to see the first disciple?" ”

"Qingyan, are you too busy to forget? They all came in at the age of 10, huh? ”

"I haven't forgotten this, I just think everyone is ten years old, and none of them are younger or older, don't you think it's strange?"

"What's strange about that, maybe they were all born in the same year, but the months are definitely different."

"Isn't it strange that there are no eleven or nine years old, although the months are different? You haven't thought about how you came to be a first-tier disciple? Why don't you become a second, third, or fourth-tier disciple? ”

"I only know that my father and mother asked me to come here, saying that I can at least have food here, and I can send some money to my family every month, and I can go home to see it during the August Festival."

"That's right, what's your last name?" Qingyan couldn't wait, just waiting for him to say it, but he didn't expect the other party's answer to disappoint him.

"What's your last name? Don't you have the surname Qing? ”

"Who asked you this, I mean your real surname, not the name you came here for."

"My original surname was Zhang, but haven't we all changed it when we get here? Master changed it, how nice does it sound? ”

It turns out that everyone has their own original surname, but why can this Lian family only practice "Lian Xingjue"? Why didn't he remember before he was ten years old? He had amnesia.

But every year he goes home for various festivals, and his father and mother have always called him Qingyan, without mentioning ligatures. Are they his own parents?

Qingyan remembered the conversation that day, was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly continued to practice. Halfway through the practice, he noticed someone coming, and he hadn't found anyone coming to this place for months, so how could he hear people's footsteps?

Qingyan hurriedly put away the "Lian Xing Jue", picked up the gourd, sorted out a layer of disciples' clothes, and made sure that the flying bird was on the crown of his head.

He walked outside the cave, ready in his heart that one day he would be discovered by his disciples, or he would be a merry man, but there was another person in front of him, and he knew him.

"Qinglu, why are you here? You're not going...... It's okay to come over like this, how do you know I'm in this place? ”

"Be quiet, I know what you're practicing, I just came to see you, so far I don't know that this sect has a force. I went to a very far place yesterday. ”

"Where?"

"I went to the Deen Gate to secretly make sure that the little ancestor was safe."

"You went to see Guo Jianhao?"

"Yes, I saw that one of the girls seemed to know the identity of our forces, and what I came to tell you is that power is a huge secret, don't let others know."

"But Guo Jianhao must already know, doesn't that mean that someone knows about your existence?"

"It doesn't matter if the little ancestor knows, because they don't know the true identity of the force for the time being, and we will appear when he knows."

"Sunny Furnace, what can I do now?"

"You will make the first layer of disciples stronger, and let the half-corpse plant trees well."

After saying that, the furnace flew away with the albatross. Qingyan looked at the many disciples at the foot of the mountain who had already begun to practice martial arts on the practice floor, and it was a good time to leave the cave, so that they would not be seen by others.

So the smoke fell, and he used the route he had set up to come to the kitchen, where he would usually cook more food to ensure that the disciples would come back and eat when they were tired from practicing.

This time, too, there are a few buns, some eggs, vegetable porridge will be found if you drink it, just drink the water. So he picked up a bun, picked an egg and left the kitchen.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I suddenly came to meet a few disciples of the Phoenix River, they whistled and muttered: "In the past few days, the Merry Lord has always come to practice the Gongping, which has caused us light exercises and peacock palms, and I can't breathe when I'm tired." ”

"It's just a few days, and after a while, it'll be fine."

"I haven't seen Wangling recently, where has he gone? He didn't instruct us on what peacock boxing was like. ”

"I heard that I went to investigate the reason why the first disciple improved his cultivation."

The conversation between these Wangchuan disciples made Qingyan know that Wangling was investigating them, but they would not know how Qingyan had let the disciples practice it.

"Look, who is this? Qingyan, it's him, forcing everyone to practice martial arts desperately! A Wangchuan disciple pointed to Qingyan.

"What are you doing in the kitchen?"

"Didn't you come to the kitchen too, seeing that you were holding buns and eggs, you came to steal food, right?"

"I'm hungry, I naturally want to eat, you don't go to practice martial arts, why are you here?"

"We're hungry too, come over and eat. Why are you still teaching me? ”

"You're hungry just after you started practicing martial arts? Look at your pot-bellied appearance, and blame our watchmen for burdening you? ”

"I don't know what to do, teach him a lesson!"

Those Wangchuan disciples swarmed up, punching and kicking, just like a group of villains, they really thought that the current Qingyan was easy to deal with, and after a few punches, he just grabbed the other party's arm and walked up, his arm was dislocated, and the disciple was so painful that the sweat came out, and he grinned his teeth.

Qingyan didn't care about the beatings of the other disciples at all, all his fists and feet missed, and his buns and eggs left.

In the afternoon of the same day, a list was posted at the mountain gate, which read: "Qingyan did not get along with the disciples of this sect, resulting in a broken arm of a disciple of Wangchuan, please dispose of it according to law and expel him from the sect!" ”

At the beginning, two disciples guarded the mountain gate, and when they looked at the content on this list, they felt that this was a collision between a first-order disciple and a third-order disciple, and recently a few disciples of other levels found that the Wangshou disciple was getting stronger and stronger, if there was a conflict, would it cause dissatisfaction among everyone?

"What should I do? Qingyan broke someone's arm? ”

"You go to Qingyan first, I'll guard the mountain gate and ask him what's going on?"

The famous Wangshou disciple ran back in a panic, and happened to meet several Wangchuan disciples: "You are ventilating the news, with us here, don't you want to go to Qingyan!" ”

It's over, so many Wangchuan disciples have come over, what if he can't catch it and can't find Qingyan?

At this time, the disciples of the Discipline Temple rushed over, and when they saw someone who seemed to want to teach the disciples a lesson, they shouted, "What are you going to do? Aides! ”

"A disciple of the Precept Temple? That's right, you ask to take a look at the content on this list, and you want to call the shots for us! ”

The disciples of the Precept Temple came to the mountain gate, read the words on it, and then took the list down and tore it to pieces.

"What do you mean by that?"

"This list is invalid, we didn't see the fact that Qingyan made one of your Wangchuan disciples break a bone, he just dislocated his body, and it has been cured, it says that the fracture is broken, even if it is a fracture, how would you know? Are you there too? Second, what is the name of a fractured disciple? We don't know who wrote the list and who made the payment, if you want to prove what disciples Qingyan hurt, write it! ”

"You, you are looking forward to protecting the disciples, and you have good fruits to eat!"

The Wangchuan disciple left angrily. The remaining disciples of the Precept Temple looked at the disciples of Shoushan.

"What the hell is going on? What exactly did Qingyan do? ”

"We don't know either, if it doesn't work, the disciples of your Discipline Temple will ask him."