It is another day of recruiting disciples once every five years.

Since the beginning of the Kunlun mountainside, there has been a long queue, the sunrise begins, the sunset ends, with the deacon disciples shouting softly, "Come back tomorrow!" The disciples who had entered Kunlun through the spiritual root calculation couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but those who had not yet lined up showed a little disappointment.

Among the three thousand realms, Kunlun is undoubtedly one of the largest sects in the tripartite forces of Shenzhou, the East China Sea, and the Outer Wilderness, perhaps in recent years, genius monks have emerged in an endless stream, and many people will try their luck when Kunlun recruits disciples every five years, as if Kunlun Feng Shui is a treasure land, and practicing on Kunlun Immortal Mountain can also be stained with a bit of immortal energy.

But after all, there are only a few who can enter Kunlun, and more of them stay on Qingxin Peak as miscellaneous disciples.

To be honest, as the place where the aura of the Kunlun Peaks is the thinnest, Qingxin Peak is not necessarily much better than the outside. But even so, there are countless monks who want to make it headlong to this place, and the reason for it all is a legend.

Su Ling is one of the children who believes in this legend. I heard that the most powerful female cultivator in Kunlun today was the first to be a handyman on this Qingxin Peak, even if that real person had already settled in Tai'a Peak and became a legend. So she can, why can't. Su Ling thought so. The days of the miscellaneous disciples are boring and monotonous, and now the disciples in charge of the Qingxin Peak are still in charge, so it is also considered harmonious on this Qingxin Peak, and there is nothing to do when everyone takes care of their own affairs.

What Su Ling has to do is to clean the watery Yunshui causeway. This sweep is ten years, from Qingxin Peak to Thousand Feet Peak, even if she is still a miscellaneous disciple. Gradually, she also noticed that her physique seemed to be a little strange, compared to ordinary monks, with her spiritual root, her cultivation seemed to be a little unreasonable. It's just that so what, she is still the miscellaneous disciple of the Five Spirit Roots. Saving sect contribution points, doing some trivial and complicated but not dangerous tasks.

I saved for ten years, just to exchange for a magic weapon.

Su Ling knew that there were hundreds of thousands of disciples in Kunlun, and it was difficult for ordinary people to meet even if they were out of the body, she never thought that one day, that legendary nun would appear in front of her eyes like this, and she was caught off guard.

I have saved ten years of sect contribution points, just to change a magic weapon, but I didn't expect that in the end, it was still so short. But that day, she still got the magic weapon she had always dreamed of, because a real person passing by helped her. Until the real person left, she was still a little dazed, this feeling, as if the legendary female cultivator she had been talking about every day for ten years suddenly appeared in front of her, without any defense, she appeared so suddenly, and immediately disappeared.

Su Ling felt confused and a little overwhelmed, but after the excitement, she was still an ordinary miscellaneous disciple, and she started cleaning every day from the beginning of the sun.

I don't know when it began, a teenager often appeared on the side of the Yunshui embankment leading to Tai'a Peak. Although the waist tag on his body is not real, he can recognize it just by looking at the shape and color: it is the identity tag owned by the elite disciples of the inner sect and the students of Yunkai Academy. Such a genius is not the same kind of person as her, right! Su Ling thought to herself, she had no idea of accosting, she was still silent, and used the water purification spell and the object control technique to clean the Yunshui Causeway every day. Su Ling did it very seriously, and even laughed at herself: If the cleaning can produce a champion, then she must be the champion of sweeping.

It seems that it is also good to have fun in the bitterness. Su Ling, as usual, appeared on the edge of the Yunshui Causeway every day at the beginning of the sun and began to clean. The young monk always seemed to be there before her, meditating or practicing, or simply looking at something. Sometimes Su Ling also thinks: This young man is really working hard, maybe it is the hard work behind him that makes him look so beautiful in front of people.

As usual, he carefully swept the Yunshui causeway.

"Your water purification spell is good, but the use of the object control technique is not in place!" The young man suddenly spoke, Su Ling was stunned for a moment, and turned back with some surprise, it was the first time to face this young man, she knew that this young man, after all, was neither deaf nor dumb, even if the young man himself did not mention it, there were always one or two acquaintances who passed by and would say hello to him.

The name Qin Zhaohe is no longer unfamiliar now, the leader of the newly promoted inner disciple sect, the master is from the famous Kunlun family, whether it is the master or the master or the ancestor are the real Tibetan gods of Kunlun, but there is no arrogance at all. In fact, when she first knew his identity, Su Ling was a little excited, it turned out that this young man was the only disciple of the legendary female cultivator, the female cultivator who suddenly appeared and disappeared unexpectedly, it seemed that she was just doing it casually, but in her heart, it was turned upside down. However, her status as a miscellaneous disciple for many years has taught her to be calm and self-controlled.

Yes, she bowed her head and bowed to the young man, she thought to herself that her cultivation was not slow, and she had already built a foundation, but although the young man in front of her was not a few years older than her, he was a real Jindan monk.

"Please solve the puzzle with a real person!"

"I've been watching you for a long time. As soon as the young man opened his mouth, he startled her, "I lack a miscellaneous disciple by my side, you are willing to come to my side." ”

Su Ling looked at him in disbelief, and for a moment the calm and self-control she thought she thought was long gone.

"Do you admire my master?" the young man smiled, "I find that every time someone mentions my master's name, you unconsciously tense up, and it seems that you care very much." ”

"How do you know?" Su Ling forgot everything for a while, blurted out, and only came out with a little questioning like this, he regretted it a little, but the words had been spoken, but he couldn't take them back, so he could only stand in place and look at him dryly.

"There are many female cultivators in Kunlun who regard my master as that lofty goal, which is not surprising, because she is now a first-class female cultivator in Kunlun. The boy looked at her, "It's not hard to guess. ”

Su Ling lowered his head: "I am willing." She is naturally willing, leaving Qianqi Peak, there are already countless people who want to enter the feng shui treasure land of Tai'a Peak alone, and a great opportunity appears in front of her, so she naturally wants to seize this opportunity, but she is very puzzled, "Even if you want to find miscellaneous servants, there are people who are higher than me or better than me, why choose me?"

"It's just an eye. This answer is simple but natural, yes, it's just the edge of the eye, the monk only talks about the word "edge" in everything, if there is no "edge" Kunlun hundreds of thousands of disciples how could they meet him.

So she moved to Tai'a Feng and became a handyman next to this young real person, most of the time, just following behind him, like a pair of eyes, silently watching what was happening around her.

This young man was even more outstanding than she could have imagined, and when she walked out of the confinement of the miscellaneous disciples step by step, and looked at the entire Three Thousand Realms, she felt that there were very few monks in the entire Cultivation Realm who could compare with him. However, he seems to be beautiful, and behind his fame is his extraordinary talent and the efforts of ordinary monks, so at a young age, he can stand above his peers and look down on everyone.

Su Ling felt that it seemed difficult for him to become someone else's miscellaneous disciple or even an apprentice after becoming his miscellaneous disciple, and everyone who appeared around her, she couldn't help but compare them with him. Every now and then, she has a feeling of "once the sea is difficult to water", as if after seeing him, it becomes difficult for others to enter her eyes.

How could such an excellent young man be unadored, she had heard countless times that those women who were born in the immortal cultivation clan, had outstanding talents, and beautiful appearances talked about his goodness, and even some arrogant girls were angry with her because of this, "You are just a miscellaneous disciple, you are not very good-looking, and you are the lowest five spirit root, why do you stay by his side, is it some unsightly means?"

Su Ling was stunned, a little dazed, and she didn't notice the girl's movements in a daze, and when the hot pain on her cheeks made her gasp, she reacted, and the purpose was the young man's rare sinking face: "The people around me don't bother Senior Sister Lu!"

In the end, it was the monk's physique, and the injuries on her face were mostly healed at night, and she meditated and practiced alone in her room, and she couldn't help but be shocked when she opened her eyes and saw the figure in front of her.

"Are you alright?" she didn't expect the boy to sneak into her room in the middle of the night, and shook her head in hindsight, "It's all right." ”

"You don't have to be presumptuous, you are a natural night spirit body, and such a physique doesn't need to care about the so-called miscellaneous spirit root at all. Most of the young people thought that her daytime anxiety was due to low self-esteem, so they came to comfort her.

She shook her head and said, "It's just too sudden, I didn't react." ”

The young man responded, and the coldness on her face made her realize that this was the hand of a young man, who was as warm as jade and graceful, but the thin cocoon in the palm of her hand told her the hardships behind the young man's extraordinary scenery.

Soon the boy's hand faded, walked to the window, and dodged away.

I don't know if it's her delusion, she seems to hear him chuckle "Exploring the boudoir at night", and the air seems to be beautiful in an instant.

Since then, no one has dared to do anything to her, and behind him, she will stand for a thousand years. Like a pair of onlookers, watching the ups and downs of the Kunlun legend.

Occasionally, she would also talk about trivial matters with him in her spare time.

"Even if a real person is so good, can everyone like it?"

"No one is perfect, so it's impossible. For example, Fu Zhenren doesn't like Shizun. ”

"Well, this Fuzhen doesn't like you either. She was a little stunned, "Are you tired of the house and the black?"

"Not exactly, because I was born in the wilderness when I was young. ”

This experience is not obscure, many people know that she suddenly came back to her senses, her eyes turned, and she saw Qin Ya Qin Zhenren who returned one after the other and Lian Zhenren who followed behind her, both of them were very graceful, and they blurted out: "The monk's face is not old, and many times his age is blurred, so there are many good stories of masters and disciples in these three thousand realms, Qin Ya Zhenren and Lian Zhenren are both outstanding, what about them?"

In the final analysis, my master and my master are just pure masters and apprentices, and they act in a beautiful way, and they do not have the mind to speak to others, so they are generous and do not deliberately avoid it. Maybe you won't see my Uncle Gu, but in my master's eyes, there will always be Uncle Gu, and Uncle Gu is a different person from my master. The young man seemed to see it very thoroughly, "In other words, even if there is no Uncle Gu, the master and the ancestor are just masters and apprentices." ”

"Is that so?" Su Ling was a little dazed, she didn't seem to have opened her mind about this kind of Fengyue.

"Do you see that a person is very good, and you will develop admiration?" the boy looked down at her.

Su Ling didn't know why, she was a little cramped, and she didn't dare to look at the young man's clear eyes, so she just nodded.

"But that's just appreciation! Even if the idea of wanting time to stop for a moment arises because of appreciation, it is only appreciation. The boy laughed, "We monks are in pursuit of infinite longevity, and if I like a woman, I must give her the longest companionship." ”

The wind rose and fell, Su Ling looked at the young man standing with a green stem in his hand, and for some reason, he thought of a mortal poem.

Ask who is like jade on Mo, and sigh that there is no match in the world.