Hearing the word Yanmo, this Qingxu frowned even more, but Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows, looked at Qingjing a few more times with interest, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The three people in the middle had their own thoughts, and the next two groups of disciples also had different expressions, among the disciples of the Taiyi Pavilion were nervous, and their eyes were pitying, while among the disciples of Sword Xingju, they were whispering, full of doubts, and they didn't know how to understand, one of the disciples with a collapsed nose said with a dissatisfied face: "Yan Mo, what's the big deal with Yan Mo, how can this be considered a punishment?" An older disciple next to him covered his mouth and whispered, and the face of the collapsed nose changed and then he became silent.

It does take a little effort to study ink, but if you use it as a punishment, it seems a bit lightweight, and of course you can't do it. But Taiyi Pavilion's ink research is a little different from that of ordinary literati and ink artists, after all, Taiyi Pavilion's ink control spell can be used out of thin air, just ask which ordinary ink artist can do it?

Having said that, the Taiyi Pavilion at the beginning was indeed not prominent, and the spells made by the exorcism and evil spirits were naturally engraved on the yellow paper, and the various spells in the door were pitiful. Ever since they and Sword Xingju set up their own portals from the Jade Pot Sect, they were also helpless and difficult to survive, or later the Jade Pot Sect chose two places for them to stay, so they got out of the dilemma of wandering.

However, the foothold of the Sword Star Residence is a four-colored mountain that contains righteousness, majestic and continuous, and its strength is increasing day by day; on the other hand, the location of the Taiyi Pavilion is a dangerous peak with no grass wrapped in half of the cold pool, and every time the golden crow ends, the black bamboo forest in the back mountain adds to the weirdness. One day, someone strayed into the bamboo forest, was trapped for several days, and when he came out, he looked like a madman, full of nonsense, obviously frightened, and it didn't take long for him to turn his back on his breath, but he was holding a piece of black bamboo tightly in his hand.

Although they were curious about the black bamboo forest, no one had ever dared to step into it easily, and now that they had obtained a piece of black bamboo, they could finally study it well. What they didn't expect was that although the black bamboo forest was extremely weird, this black bamboo could grind out a black liquid, which was more slippery than ordinary ink, and condensed but not dispersed, and the spells made with it were even more powerful! After continuous practice and exploration, they found that all kinds of spells in the Taiyi Pavilion could be cast out of thin air, not only the power was multiplied and varied, but there was no longer the pain of clinging to paper.

The only thing that puzzled them was that although this bamboo ink could be brought back to the Taiyi Pavilion and left to be driven, the black bamboo itself would turn into ashes once it was separated from the bamboo forest for a certain period of time, but it lost a lot of black bamboo in vain. Later, some people were curious and wanted to enter the black bamboo forest to explore the end, but they never came out again. After that, no one dared to go deeper, so he only took the black bamboo from the periphery of the black bamboo forest and studied the ink on the spot, and then transported it back to the Taiyi Pavilion.

But after a long time, there are still many disciples who have disappeared inexplicably, and no one is willing to risk their lives to come here to study ink, Taiyi Pavilion will rename the black bamboo forest as "Punishment Forest", whenever a disciple makes a mistake, let them punish Lin Yanmo, not only "correct" their behavior, but also make contributions to Taiyi Pavilion.

However, the black bamboo grows slowly, and the bamboo ink is a serious consumable, and it didn't take long for the black bamboo on the periphery to be cut down, and if you want to take another black bamboo, you can only dive into the depths of the bamboo forest along the path between the mountain walls. From this day on, almost no one in the Taiyi Pavilion made mistakes, and he was very restrained in his words and deeds, for fear that he would accidentally be punished to study ink and lose his life. Fortunately, the world has been relatively peaceful recently, and the bamboo ink is saved, but sooner or later it will return to the previous yellow paper era, and the Taiyi Pavilion is also worried day and night.

Today, when I heard that the pure man was going to punish himself by studying ink, the disciples of Taiyi Pavilion could not raise joy, but were full of melancholy. After all, this pure little elder is very good to them, all of them turn a blind eye, not as harsh and harsh as Qingxu, they all shouted to dissuade them, and volunteered to be punished for him, until Qingxu coughed.

The matter of black bamboo is not secret, of course Lu Hanjiang has heard of it. Although Qingjing took the initiative to ask Ying to let him look at him differently, but his hatred could not be faded away, after all, killing his disciple in person was not a trivial matter, if he could let Qingjing die in the black bamboo forest, it would also save him from taking action, his eyes narrowed, and he said lightly: "This is what you said, if something happens, don't blame me... But I'd like to ask Elder Qingxu... This murder is not a small crime, I wonder how long you will be punished?"

"This punishment forest has a great impact on people's hearts, and the most serious punishment is usually only three days, if it is a murder, one month should be regarded as capital punishment!" Qingxu's words are not a cover-up, although Yan Mo seems to be easy, but the mental torture is more difficult to recover than physically, ordinary disciples have to lie down for ten days and half a month after returning from Yan Mo to recover as before, if they really stay for a year and a few months, if they are not strong-minded, I am afraid it will be really difficult to live.

"One month..."Lu Hanjiang was quite dissatisfied, and said coldly: "One month is a bit too short, my twelve children died here in vain, even if it is according to the head, it will take twelve months!" Qingxu heard this, his face turned cold, his hands were bruised, and he said in a low voice: "Lu Hanjiang, you don't want to get an inch!

"There's really something wrong with this..."Qingjing didn't wait for Qingxu to finish speaking, and hurriedly stepped forward. Lu Hanjiang was shocked, stepped back, reached out and held the hilt of the sword, and said, "What do you want?" Qingjing saw Lu Hanjiang's nervous look, laughed a few times, and then said: "At the current time of the Gumen election, Jian Xingju and Taiyi Pavilion should not hurt their harmony because of this, twelve months is indeed inappropriate, after all, I killed your twelve disciples, then I will be punished for one discipline, if it is one day, I will not die well!"

Qingxu's face turned pale, and he hurriedly grabbed Qingjing, but he saw that Qingjing's face was very firm, and he winked at him covertly, and gestured, Qingxu could only sigh and shake his head again and again.

Of course, Qingxu understood his intentions, originally he thought that Lu Hanjiang came to the door because of Lu Youyou and Lu Qingtan, but now it seems that Lu Hanjiang still doesn't know about it. If the penalty is light, I am afraid that I will come to negotiate in the future, and it will inevitably end even worse. Although Lu Hanjiang loves face to death, after all, that incident was caused by Jian Xingju, and even if he saw that Qingxu let go of the face of the two of them, and Qingjing took the initiative to bear such a heavy punishment, Lu Hanjiang must also know that he was embarrassed to come to the door again to find fault, but he was bitter and pure, and he was afraid that he would be more than lucky when he went to punish Lin.

Lu Hanjiang thought that there were already a lot of December, but he didn't think that this purity was too light, just that he was a newborn calf with empty courage, but Qingjing's words were in his arms, as long as it operated a little in the future, the Sword Star Residence would inevitably build a pavilion! He saw Qingjing and swore an oath, and he was not worried that he would not fulfill it, and said with a faint smile: "I didn't expect the kid to be so responsible, but I was a little more aggressive, since this is the case, this matter will end here, I still have something to do, so I left first... Don't send it!"

As soon as Lu Hanjiang left, the surrounding disciples surrounded him, and he was finally driven away by Qingjing, who couldn't bear to be disturbed too much, and left gloomily on the grounds that he was going to punish Lin to prepare, leaving him alone to go back to the house to clean up for a while. Just as he was holding his brush in a daze, he felt a figure flashing outside the door, and he turned the brush back and stabbed it out, falling into the hands of the visitor.

"Pure Little Elder... Xiao Tian is willing to be punished with you!" I saw Xiao Tian kneeling on the ground with a plop, holding the brush with both hands, his eyes were red from crying, he had solved the twelve disciples and had his own "credit", but he didn't expect to be all taken away by Qingjing.

Qingjing didn't take the brush, after putting on the package, he pulled Xiaotian up, stuffed the ink sac into his hand, nodded his head and said: "I have a temperament that follows my name, and I love purity! Since I can cultivate alone, I naturally don't want to be disturbed... These two kinds of treasures are useless on the body, if they are put aside at will and afraid of dust, it is better to hand them over to you to keep, if there is a slight mistake, only you ask. ”

As he spoke, he took out a yellowed booklet that had been turned over and stuffed it into Xiao Tian's hand, "This is my previous experience in the spell, but because of my weakness, I haven't used one-twelfth, don't let that old old man see it, otherwise you can have good fruit to eat! Practice diligently, don't come to see me!" After speaking, he swaggered out of the door, looking at the posture, like a wanderer, how can there be a trace of danger.

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"Second sister, if you run again, I'm afraid you won't be killed, but you'll be exhausted... There are good old people stopping there, shouldn't that guy chase after him?" Lu Qingtan didn't know how long he had been dragged and ran, and he sat on the ground like a dead dog. His clothes were torn into rags, and his body was full of subtle wounds, ouch and screaming, and Xia Jian never thought that one day he would be used as a crutch, and the scabbard was covered with mud and stuck in the ground.

"Don't shout, that Qingxu is the most protective, I'm afraid that if he knows the truth, he will definitely not let us go!" Lu Youyou was also out of breath, put away Shuanghua and looked around, but saw that there were weeds more than one person tall everywhere, and she couldn't see the road under her feet at all.

Also known as barmao, these five knots are similar to reeds, but reeds generally grow near water, but they are found in dry or humid valleys. Compared to the reed, the five-knotted mango is very dangerous. It's not that it has any toxicity, but that its leaves have burrs on the edges, and they are very sharp, and if you are not careful, you will be cut by it, although one or two wounds are not obvious, but if you are cut by it one after another, it will be painful and unbearably disoriented, and even more will die in it.

But they remembered that they had not passed through this place on the way when they came, and when they relented, they found that they could not find a way out anyway, and seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, and that the mud under their feet must be more difficult when the tide came to them, they were also anxious and irritable, and circled aimlessly.