Daddy's words twisted and turned, and she didn't seem to understand it, but the general meaning was very clear.

Not only did her father marry one of her mothers, but he also had other children a long time ago. She was born outside. Isn't it...... She's a dishonorable person, so she can't be mentioned to anyone?

Qiao Mingyuan's voice was very nice and gentle, and it sounded better than the loud noise of the rough men in the village, I don't know how many times. But the words that wanted to be spoken and stopped, from his mouth and Chinese, were like ice water poured over in the cold winter moon, pouring the fire in Qiao Yue's eyes to be extinguished. In an instant, a stream of tears ran out uncontrollably. In the blink of an eye, a string of crystals fell.

"My mother is here too...... Uncle Shi, can you go and see her?"

She looked up at Qiao Mingyuan pitifully, but saw Qiao Mingyuan lowering her eyes, "This, you remember to take care of her." Ahem, I still have important things to do, and I won't be going out anymore. ”

After receiving this reply, although it was expected, Qiao Yue still felt very tired, and the blood blisters on her feet hurt as if they had been burned by fire.

I really don't know what she is doing here with all her strength, the brother of the Deng family said a word, what is the humiliation of herself, isn't she just humiliating herself.

Qiao Yue didn't even have the strength to speak, hung her head, and didn't look at Qiao Mingyuan again.

She didn't know where she was, so she could only numbly follow Liu Yu on the bluestone road. When you see the dark night, you feel that the whole person is drenched, so you must hurry up to bake the fire and bask in the sun, otherwise you will get sick.

If she is sick, no one will care about her, and she will be left to fend for herself in a room with a black hole. She's just a dishonorable kid anyway.

Liu Yu pulled Qiao Yue away, feeling that she was cold all over, only her forehead was hot, knowing that she had something in her heart, her excitement turned into disappointment, and she would inevitably get sick.

"Satsuki. ”

Qiao Yue heard it and looked up at Liu Yu, "Actually, I shouldn't have come with you." I want to go back. My mother shouldn't have come. I didn't know what it meant to be humiliating before, but now I know it. Senior brother, you can send us away. ”

Liu Yu sent her all the way into the small hidden cave before. This cave is very small, the stone walls are not carefully chiseled, and there are no ornate decorations, only a stone bed covered with bedding, a set of stone tables and stools, and a fine porcelain tea set on the table.

As soon as Qiao Yue entered, she went to see how Lin Fangwei was, and when she saw that she was lying flat, she probably didn't feel uncomfortable, so she tucked the quilt corner for her.

Liu Yu kept pressing Qiao Yue to the stool and sat down, and he also sat opposite her, looking at her silent expression.

"Satsuki, I know you're ...... I'm not happy, right? ”

"Hmm. Qiao Yue bit her lip, her pale lips showed some pink, her eyes widened and she nodded heavily.

Liu Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, to be honest, he was not very comfortable either. It's just that the interests of the immortal cultivation world are supreme. Blood relationship cannot be chosen, the sect is always intrigued, and parents and children may not be able to see each other frankly, and sometimes it is not uncommon to turn against each other.

Therefore, while Qiao Yue is still young, it is better to tell her something early than to suffer a big loss.

Qiao Yue listened to Liu Yu tell her about the sinister heart and the rules of survival, and her attention was also diverted, and she gradually became a little distracted.

"Cultivating immortals is a very painful thing. The Ancient Sword Sect stipulates that all new beginner disciples can only really get started when they go to the Meng Academy and pass the assessment after one year of cultivation. Starting tomorrow, you will go to the Yamashita Mongol School every day at midnight. I don't know if you can read or write, if you don't know, then you have to go to the kindergarten to learn to read and write. ”

Qiao Yue nodded: "I am literate." In the past, Aunt Deng's son studied and taught me. ”

Liu Yu was also a junior disciple in the Qi refining period, so he had nothing to say or help, so he left when he saw that the night was dark. Before leaving, he saw Qiao Yue's tired face, and he was not worried in his heart.

Qiao Yue was led into the Mengxue Hall by Liu Yu the next day. As soon as she entered, she attracted the attention of fifty or sixty people, but there were two masters, and they did not do anything to her.

Qiao Yue was used to this kind of gaze, and stood in front of the school without fear, and after reporting her name, she sat down generously.

Someone around him suddenly left, not daring to sit with this strange-looking girl. Qiao Yue was not shocked, and calmly took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The year that followed, she began a life that lasted from morning to night.

Before dawn in the morning, she got up to freshen herself, boiled white porridge for her mother, and fed her one bite at a time, so that she could leave with confidence.

When she came to the school, she looked at the seal, read the official book, looked at the small Kai, looked at the ancient Taoist scriptures, shook her head and recited the day's homework.

At noon, she also rushed to fill a bowl and ate to her heart's content, so that she had enough physical strength to cope with the beating of muscles and bones in the afternoon.

Like those mortal children from all over the world, she listened to the master of the Qi refining period talk from the beginning of the ancient world to the current immortal cultivation realm, listened to the array mage teach them to set up the formation diagram, and listened to the refiner tell them the method of refining the weapon. Sometimes she was led by the master to the side of the square, and watched the three thousand qi refining sword cultivators draw swordsmanship in unison, splitting bright sword light in the air, and shaking her immature eyes.

Qiao Yue looked at Qiao Mingyuan's figure on the high platform, although she knew in her heart that it was her father, but she knew that in this life, it was impossible to say openly to others that her father was Qiao Mingyuan, a rare sword cultivation wizard of the Ancient Sword Sect.

She can only be like everyone else, with a very ordinary life experience, with her tail between her legs, and she will never take the initiative to provoke others.

A year is fleeting, and the assessment of Mengxue Hall is close at hand.

The preacher Ling Bo and the martial master Chu Lin have been a little anxious recently.

These children were tested in the Mengxue Hall for a year, during which some were late and those who left early, and they were all sent down the mountain. There is no way, cultivating immortals is a strict matter, and the Ancient Sword Sect advocates asceticism, and for those disciples with a bad attitude, they have always been unpretentious and directly expelled them.

Of course, the Meng Academy accepts all foreign disciples with no background, and they are kicked out directly, and the people in charge will not ask, anyway, they are all mortals, and they are not afraid of offending or anything.

Now there are more than 30 children left in Mengxuetang who have been studying diligently for a whole year and can please the teacher. Tomorrow is the collective assessment, and whoever passes will be able to stay.

The three-thick man of the martial arts is Chu Lin, and the thin old man is Ling Bo. The two sat opposite each other, looking at the desk of homework and worried.

"Senior Brother Ling, you say, which ones are you not optimistic about?"

In fact, the children who stayed behind are more able to endure hardships and learn not badly, but people have different innate qualifications, so naturally there are a few people who are not so perceptive, and their resilience is enough, but the results are not very rich.

Ling Bo continued to say a few names: "Chang Bai, Xia Yi, Zhou Xiaotang, and one I can't make up my mind." ”

Chu Lin smiled, took the dozens of pieces of paper on the stone table, looked through them carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took out one.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid that's not what you're talking about, right?"

On the rice paper, there are lines of big characters, and at the end of the paragraph is written "Qiao Yue". The word is big, the pen is strong and powerful, although the structure of the frame is very inaccurate, it can be seen that this person has not worked hard, but he still carefully practiced the pen.

Ling Bo sighed, "I'm annoyed when I mention her! Not to mention her strange appearance, it's almost terrible to practice martial arts!"

Chu Lin nodded, Qiao Yue's hard work is not comparable to ordinary people, from the beginning I didn't even know how to hold a pen, and now I can still write a handful of words that can be seen, during the period, how can I say it clearly in a few words.

If this is the case for learning literature, let alone learning martial arts. Others complained bitterly, but she enjoyed it, with sandbags tied to her legs and scales tied to her hands, and she still ran faster than others. Not to mention the moves, even if she learned them, she still had to practice them thousands of times until they became a natural reaction of her body.

Of course, the Ancient Sword Sect advocated penance, but did not accept self-masochistic cultivation. The two masters naturally wanted to persuade, but unfortunately Qiao Yue was stubborn by nature, although she stopped practicing on the surface, she couldn't prevent her from getting up in the middle of the night to study secretly.

"We all know that she is the hardest working person in the entire Meng Academy. I don't know anywhere else, just our Gu Jianfeng, Uncle Qiao used to be the hardest-working, he only built the foundation at the age of eighteen, and now he is in retreat at the age of sixty-eight. But at that time, when he practiced, he was not half as ruthless as Qiao Yue!"

Chu Lin touched his beard and thought thoughtfully, "Don't you think she's ...... Or are they...... Is that energy like that?"

"Who's to say it isn't. Ling Bo had been a little suspicious for a long time, but Qiao Mingyuan had a wife and children, how could such a daughter come out. And just like her, anyone who sees it will never forget it, if she was raised in Qiao Mingyuan's cave mansion before, it makes no sense that everyone doesn't know her.

Besides, if there is really a child, it is also pampered, how can it fall into the Meng Academy? unless, unless she is an illegitimate child......

Dishonorable origin, disgraceful parents......

The two looked at each other and said no more, each having a little guess in their hearts. However, they were only disciples of the Qi Refining Period, and they had no friendship with Qiao Mingyuan. Qiao Yue's identity is just a guess, and it is not their turn to care.

After being silent for a while, Ling Bo said again: "She is very suitable to be a powerful sword cultivator. But...... I always felt that she had a good temper, which was not in line with Jian Xiu's character at all. ”

"What's the matter, why don't you look down on her? Although she is not very smart, she was very stupid at first, but now she is enlightened, and she is willing to work hard to understand it. Although she didn't realize much, she couldn't be wrong if she took the time to delve into the profound and subtle truths.

Ling Bo still shook his head, it is true that he can endure hardships, but it is also true that he has no heart in his rectum, Qiao Yue's guy obviously does not have the careful thinking that his peers have.

I don't lie, I don't hide it, I say something, it's too straightforward. There is no shortage of eight-sided and exquisite people in the world of cultivating immortals, and there is no shortage of people who are silent and silent, and there is a lack of people who are this kind of rectum. There is no other reason, this kind of person is too honest and honest, and he can't see through other people's conspiracies, except for a few who are lucky to go to the end, most of the rest die from other people's calculations.

Ling Bo has always been a little self-righteous when he looks at people, and always makes conclusions from the surface. And Chu Lin is a solid eye, so these two people often have differences in how they treat their disciples.

"Forget it. I'm not saying that she can't pass the assessment, I'm saying that this guy is too stupid and easy to be sold and paid back to the people. ”

Chu Lin muttered something and didn't say anything, but he still thought of a way, so he told Ling Bo, "You ask her during the assessment." ”

In fact, Qiao Yue worked hard for a year, didn't all she did was pass the assessment and become a formal disciple. Could it be that just because the two of them felt that she was not yin enough, they gave up easily?

Ling Bo thought about it, he was just Qiao Yue's master, why should he think so much. When the time comes, I really have to ask her Dao heart.