Chapter Eighty-Five: Finally Returning

These many disciples of the outer gate of Qingyun Mountain have already traveled down the mountain, and the disciples on the mountain have recognized them, except for the five outer disciples including Shi Xiao, who were brought from Qingyun Mountain by Wang Chi Xuejiao, the remaining twenty have not been seen for several years.

The disciples displayed, bowed to Ji Xiang, and thousands of people bowed their heads, hugged their fists and asked the senior brother to return to the mountain together.

Qingyun Mountain is already very relaxed, and there are not many outer disciples under the mountain at all, so when Nan Huaijin and they come back, no one knows, but the disciples on Qingyun Mountain only tell each other when they see it.

"This is Qingyun Mountain? Li Wei'an said that he would not do light work, and Li Wei'an was the first time to go up the mountain, Ji Xiang said that he wanted to exercise his perseverance, so he let him climb up step by step from the foot of the mountain, but unfortunately, he didn't reach the halfway up the mountain in the end, so he took him and stepped on the light work to go up the mountain.

Otherwise, they will be three or five days late.

Ji Xiang glanced at him and said: "This is only the outer gate, the outer disciples can only practice at these peaks halfway up the mountainside, if you want to go to the inner gate, you need the consent of the head of the courtyard or the inner disciple and uncle, otherwise you can't go up." ”

Of course, if you go up and down the mountain without permission, you don't follow the rules, and it is difficult to keep like this, but if your cultivation is too low, it is difficult to escape the detection of those gatekeepers with a keen sense of awareness, and you can find it as soon as you look for it.

"Senior brother, how many disciples are there on Qingyun Mountain? I can't finish it at a glance. Li Wei'an asked, and Nan Huaijin also glanced at him.

"There are six thousand outer disciples on Qingyun Mountain, and those who come down the mountain are not among them. Ji Xiang said.

Li Wei'an was amazed that there were more than 6,000 people from the martial arts sect on a mountain who came here to practice martial arts.

This is not the most holy place of Confucianism and Taoism, but it has a unique position in the hearts of Jianghu people.

The more the crowd gathered, the more people came, the outer disciples bowed down one by one, Ji Xiang also bowed his hands, there was not much relationship between the inner and outer disciples, and even some outer disciples had seen the inner disciples after staying on Qingyun Mountain for a year.

From a distance, he could see that He Xiao was standing in front, dressed in white, with a bright smile, and when Ji Xiang and them arrived in front of him, they stepped forward to see their senior brothers and sisters, they hadn't seen each other for so long, and there was even no news, so that he thought that something had happened to them, and then he heard that the Qin family in Jiangnan had killed Wang Chi Xuejiao, and he couldn't sleep well all day.

"I'm finally back, senior brother and sister and Huai'er, I've been waiting for you for too long. He Xiao said, looking at Nan Huaijin, all the patients on his body were gone.

"Senior brother. Nan Huaijin smiled, when she was on the mountain, He Xiao was already recuperating from her injuries, and now she seems to be half better, standing in the snow to greet them, you can still see the pale face of He Xiao, and his mouth is open.

He Xiao knew what she was going to ask, nodded and said, "Most of the internal injuries are healed, but it's your own illness, which is said to be a spell, but is it cured?"

Ji Xiang smiled and interjected: "Your senior brother and I are out of the horse, can the spell on my senior sister be bad?

Jiangnan Jinghu that day, if it weren't for Ji Xiang taking away the extremely strange divine sword and luring away the front division and the palace marshal, He Xiao would have died a long time ago, and Nan Huaijin would not have had a chance to save him at all, that palace chief Qin's martial arts were so high, if he really wanted to kill He Xiao, Nan Huaijin would not be able to stop him.

That is, Ji Xiang went down the mountain earlier, heard what happened in Bianjing City at the bottom of the mountain, went down to the south of the Yangtze River, and happened to meet the palace chief Qin all the way, and followed up, I am afraid that He Xiao, the eighth disciple of the main seat of Ling Tianmen, has died on the mirror lake.

He Xiao suffered multiple injuries, Ji Xiang knew when he saw the palace chief Qin's shot, and he didn't do his best, at most eighty percent of his skills, but after he made his own move, the hall chief Qin and Ji Xiang fought together and led him away.

He Xiao was seriously injured, resting on Ling Tianfeng, and there was an inch of monk's herbal secret recipe to help heal his injuries, until Ji Xiang took Nan Huaijin and them down the mountain for the second time, He Xiao didn't open his eyes and got out of bed.

When Ji Xiang and the others came back, He Xiao was also haggard at the moment, and there was no blood on his pale face.

He Xiao shook his head and said, "Why waste so many medicinal materials, cultivate for a few more days, and then you can go down the mountain." ”

The surrounding outer disciples stepped forward to discuss and talk, many disciples advised He Xiao to cultivate for another half a year, among the outer disciples, there was Lu Qiong said: "Senior brother can't go down the mountain, your injury, Shakyamuni has said, you need to recuperate, not a year and a half, and if you have to suffer a little more, you may fall into the root of the disease." ”

Ji Xiang also frowned, stretched out his hand and pressed on He Xiao's shoulder, and persuaded: "Even if there is really something important, in a few days, Senior Brother will do it for you." ”

He Xiao still waved his hand, he was dressed in white, and now he was not wearing the golden official clothes of the Imperial City Division, Nan Huaijin felt that He Xiao had a bit of Jianghu atmosphere, and his past appearance was an official above 10,000 people and under one person, and now there is no exquisite pattern on the plain white clothes, even if he is not a chivalrous man, he also has the appearance of a son.

Unlike Ji Xiang's handsomeness, He Xiao's appearance is a little righteous, and he lowered his brows at the moment: "When I was in Jiangnan, I was involved with the subordinates of the Imperial City Division, and now that I am awake, there is no news about her on the rivers and lakes, I am a little ...... Secure. ”

Because of him alone, the entire Jiangnan Imperial City Division was uprooted, countless chess pieces were hidden in various places, many people were clearly officials, but they were no longer the Imperial City Division, Zhang Mao secretly searched the old department of the Jiangnan Imperial City Division, they were afraid of affecting their families, and entered the rivers and lakes, some entered the mountains, and some did recklessness.

After all, the emperor wants to replace the entire Imperial City Division, and Zhang Mao is just the one who does it, although he is just a eunuch, but now he is in power, once he is in power, and his cronies have been placed in various places.

He Xiao was most worried about the whereabouts of Biyi Shiqi, when he was in Jiangnan, people who knew the emperor would follow the clues sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

He Xiao didn't even think about whether to seek the blessing of his teacher.

"I can't treat her like an outcast. ”

When He Xiao said this, he was much firmer, but Ji Xiang shook his head and said that he did not agree with his approach.

"Senior brother, these things, it's better to discuss them with the master, his old man comes forward, and the emperor may directly release the person, but I can't say. It was Lu Qingxue who interjected.

He Xiao nodded, maybe talking to the master about this is the best choice, but after all, the master has that rule, for thousands of years, the reason why Ling Tianmen of Qingyun Mountain is unknown in the rivers and lakes, and there are only some young generations who can see Qingyun Mountain, it is because of that rule that it says, whether it is a change of dynasty or a grievance in the mortal world, Qingyun Mountain is inconvenient to pay attention to.

Master Lu Weisheng is already one of the few masters who likes to join in the excitement of the rivers and lakes in the past thousand years, but the rules are the rules, if it weren't for that rule, maybe the master himself would have gone down the mountain.

"Master. ”

Suddenly, Nan Huai Jin shouted, everyone looked in the direction of Nan Huai Jin's shouting, Lu Weisheng was in front, and slowly stepped into the air with many peerless masters of Ling Tianmen, and all the outer disciples hurriedly turned around and bowed down in the direction of the masters, shouting: "The disciple has seen Ling Tianmen Master and all the ancestors. ”

Some will say: I have seen the Master, the Buddha, the Master and all the ancestors.

Thousands of people shouted, their voices loud and a little chaotic, but Li Wei'an didn't look at these, but saw these immortal-like old figures, fluttering, all of them flying down from the higher Ling Tian Peak, they were really immortals.

"Could it be that among these people, there will be someone who will be my master?" Li Wei said secretly in peace, he used to think that it would be very good if he asked the old Taoist Wei Zhengjue to be his master, Wei Daoist martial arts are very high, and he can pinch and calculate, if he can learn Wei Daoshi's skills well, he will already be very powerful.

Now he knows why Wei Zheng never taught himself martial arts, let alone confiscated himself as an apprentice, it turned out to be for his sake, thinking that one day he would be called to come to Qingyun Mountain to meet the real martial arts masters and learn the real martial arts.

"Daoist Wei, thank you for your great kindness! I will ...... in the future"

He muttered.

Nan Huaijin ran to Lu Weisheng, Lu Weisheng's face was full of kindness and love, and he hugged Nan Huaijin and said, "Finally come back, let the master take a look at the spell on your body, is it okay now." ”

"Okay, it's all right, not even a trace of it. Chen Cheng looked happy, rubbed Nan Huaijin's forehead, and said lovingly.

The one-inch monk also folded his hands and said with a smile: "Amitabha, good." ”

"In the Northern Liao Kingdom, there are also some hidden masters. After all, he came into contact with that thing, and now Huai'er is clean, but he is thin. Zong Taohan took his hand, he looked at Nan Huaijin with a smile, took a step forward, walked around Nan Huaijin, nodded secretly, unconsciously, Nan Huaijin's domineering true qi and her original heavenly vein were more and more integrated, and the taste of Dao Yun Tiancheng could already be felt.

This is really a great joy for Ling Tianmen, a master with a promising future, who can sit in Ling Tianmen in the future, Zong Taohan became more and more happy, and several old men also talked with thousands of smiles, only Lu Weisheng still grabbed Nan Huaijin's hand and rubbed it.

"Look at these hands, there was still some meat before going down the mountain, but now there is only a layer of skin left, Xiang'er, look at how thin your junior sister has become. As he spoke, he looked at Ji Xiang blamefully, and Ji Xiang could only smile bitterly.

"Master, Huai'er has fallen asleep on the way to the Northern Liao Kingdom, and she sleeps for more than a month, and she is fed some gruel by her sister every day, and she drinks porridge every day, can she not lose weight?"

Nan Huaijin himself said: "Master, uncle, Huai'er misses you. ”

She is as delicate as a flower, and being looked at by these big people at the moment, Li Wei'an is sour, his heart is very sour, or Ji Xiang waved his hand at him, and he stepped forward to speak.

"Disciple Li Wei'an, I have seen a few ......"

Li Wei'an originally wanted to call these old men master and uncle the same as Nan Huaijin, but when he thought about it, master, which of these people is his master, and which one is his uncle?

You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!

If the name is wrong, it will be chaotic at that time!

Li Wei'an was stumped for a while, but several old people looked at him, and Ji Xiang said: "This is the son of Li Chen, the capital of Datong Mansion in Shanxi, Li Wei'an, is now my new disciple of Ling Tianmen." ”

Several old men stared at Li Wei'an, but Lu Weisheng knew what was going on, smiled and waved his hand: "Li Wei'an, good name, get up." ”