If they want to stay in Xiaojun Mountain for seven days, An Shiqing and they must find a place to settle around here first.

There are only a few inns within a radius of a few miles of Xiaojun Mountain.

An Shiqing and Ling Xiao looked for them one by one.

Each inn is fully booked.

In that case, they would have to go to the cave.

Even if they live in a cave, it is estimated that they will not be able to pick a good one.

There are too many disciples sent by various sects to guard the tomb of Xiaojun Mountain.

As the saying goes, wolves have more meat and less meat, and monks have more porridge and less porridge.

There are many people, few rooms, many people, and few caves.

This time, more than 50 people came to Qingtai.

The cave that can stuff so many people has long been occupied by other sects.

However, there are some small caves scattered that are still empty, but they are not big.

Ling Xiao found two small caves next to each other, both of which were close to the top of the mountain, but on the back of the mountain.

The light in the two caves is not very good, and it is very cold inside.

Such conditions are already considered good.

The others in the two groups came to Xiaojun Mountain to meet An Shiqing and Ling Xiao respectively, and rearranged the caves, giving the two caves a more homely taste.

Most of the members of the two groups are from famous families, and although they used to live in the sect not as a giant baby with clothes to open their mouths and stretch out their hands, their pursuit of quality of life is still extremely high.

It was also under the impetus of this that they carefully arranged the cave.

Yu Shuzhen lay on his bed with his legs crossed, and An Shiqing, who was sitting on the edge of the bed next door with his eyes closed, said:

"There are more than fifty disciples in Qingtai, not to mention other sects. There are at least a few thousand people around this Xiaojun Mountain, all of whom are the elite of the younger generation of various sects. For some reason, it's unsettling. We also have a few disciples from the Yu clan, should I go and say hello to them. It's all here, so let's go..."

Yu Shu turned over and sat up, but raised his eyes but saw no trace of An Shiqing.

The bed across from it was empty.

There are still marks of collapse on the edge of the bed.

The person has just left.

However, Yu Shu did not notice that anyone had left the cave.

Everyone else in the group went to Xiaojun Mountain to investigate the situation, and he and An Shiqing were the only two in the cave.

If An Shiqing left the cave, it was impossible for him not to notice it.

Yu Shu looked at the empty bed opposite and was stunned.

When he came back to his senses, he ran to the cave next door and said to Xie Liubin and Qiao Song, who had stayed in the cave to watch their homes:

"The county lord is gone!"

Gone again?

An Shiqing was breathing in the cave, and suddenly smelled a burning smell, and it was still hot under his buttocks.

She opened her eyes and jumped to the ground, and found herself in the wild.

Just under her ass was a pile of burnt grass ash.

Again?

This is already the third time.

An Shiqing twisted his eyebrows.

What was it that triggered her Terpographic?

An Shiqing kicked away the burnt grass ash.

There's nothing down there.

The two cultivators were talking and laughing and walked towards this side.

One of them was the first to notice An Shiqing, and when he saw that she was dirty, he couldn't help laughing loudly, and he was busy urging the friends around him to see her jokes.

"Look at her! Hahaha, it's dirty!"

An Shiqing flicked the charm fan, and his body took on a new look.

The smiles on the faces of the two instantly froze, and one by one suddenly became dumb.

An Shiqing stood in place and asked them, "Where is this?"

"Little Junshan. ”

She is still in Xiaojun Mountain.

An Shiqing looked at them, and from their private clothes, he couldn't tell which family they were disciples.

"Where are you from?"

"We are Yanyang..."Before the disciple could finish his words, he was hit hard by the little friend next to him.

Halfway through the words, it was stopped.

"Silly you, why did you tell her!"

But it was too late, An Shiqing already knew that they were the disciples of the Yanyang Zhu clan.

An Shiqing was about to leave, but saw Lin Jianchi carrying a pile of dry firewood towards this side.

An Shiqing opened her mouth and was about to call out to him, when an impatient and extremely ugly voice rushed ahead of her to call out Lin Jianchi's name.

"Lin Jianchi!" The disciple who had laughed at An Shiqing before urged Lin Jianchi, "Hurry up! Our son-in-law is still waiting for your firewood to make a fire and grill fish!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't you have a very high cultivation!, why are you moving so slowly!" The other also had a commanding attitude towards Lin Jianchi.

They obviously regarded Lin Jianchi as a servant.

An Shiqing fanned the talisman on his waist and said coolly:

"I haven't seen you for a while, and you have become a descendant of the Yanyang Zhu clan. ”

Lin Jianchi threw away the dry firewood and saluted An Shiqing:

"The county lord. ”

The two disciples of the Yanyang Zhu clan looked at each other, tied their hands and shrunk their heads to the side, and did not even dare to raise their heads.

"Lin Jianchi, don't forget, before you became a disciple of Qingtai, you were a casual cultivator and did not attach yourself to any sect. Besides, you are the heir to my mother's relics, and no one can claim their identity in front of you. If you don't even have this pride and self-awareness, the Soul Umbrella will not be completely used for you. The power of the emperor in the [Soul Umbrella] is to make people [surrender] to you, not to make you [surrender] to others. ”

Lin Jianchi said humbly: "Thank you for the teachings of the county bishop. ”

An Shiqing asked, "What about the rest of your group?"

Lin Jianchi: "With the disciples of the Yanyang Zhu clan." It's Zhu Gongzi and Miss Jiang..."

In the end, he was a little stumped.

An Shiqing said: "This time we represent Qingtai. You are the leader of your group, and you can decide how you take your group. ”

Lin Jianchi looked at the two disciples of the Yanyang Zhu clan, and then glanced at the pile of dry firewood that he had thrown before.

The two men were very discerning, and ran over to pick up the pile of dry firewood.

An Shiqing glanced around, and after finding that there was no one anymore, he chose a direction to go.

Lin Jianchi followed her: "County Lord, why are you here?"

"I don't know. An Shiqing didn't figure it out either.

Before she had taken a few steps, Jiang Ling'er jumped out.

She pointed at An Shiqing, and her arrogance was very arrogant.

"An Shiqing, play sword with me!"

She had long wanted to compete with An Shiqing, but she never found a chance in Qingtai.

The vast majority of the disciples were male cultivators.

There are less than five nuns.

But almost everyone set their eyes on An Shiqing.

An Shiqing can also be said to be out of the limelight in Qingtai.

Even Jiang Ling'er's cousin Zhu Zhihua is also very concerned about An Shiqing.

Jiang Ling'er was unbalanced in her heart, and when she saw An Shiqing back, she looked very angry.

An Shiqing also knew that Jiang Linger had always wanted to compare with her.

To be honest, she has never put Jiang Ling'er in her eyes.

An Shiqing smiled sadly.

"If we want to compare, let's come to the kind of real sword life and death. If you don't have that determination, don't come to me. ”

Real swords, life or death.

An Shiqing is going to fight with Jiang Ling'er endlessly!

Jiang Linger just wanted to win her, but when she heard that An Shiqing was going to fight with her endlessly, her heart trembled a few times.

She was scared.

Anyone could tell she was scared.

Jiang Ling'er was very unwilling, and she didn't know where she had the courage to be tough with An Shiqing to the end:

"Come on, whoever is afraid of whom!"