Chapter 28

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The end of the trial of the Eight Wind Cliffs is similar to the original.

Jun Yanzhi waited a day before exiting the formation. Liu Qianmo and others finally arrived, and a big rock fell in the hearts of everyone, only to be glad that no accident happened. Li Shu, Kuching and others saw the horrible and weird sight at the entrance of the cave, their faces turned green and white, and they almost spit out.

After everyone was calm, Wen Jing gave a rough account of what happened in the past few days.

Nine disciple Bai Xiaoping is timid and rarely speaks. At this moment, I am a little surprised: “We have found Yuanmu Lingshi?”

Jun Yanzhi took out the spirit stone and saw that the spirit stone was only slightly larger than the earrings and pendants worn by the girl’s house, but the aura was very strong. Looking up at the sun, something seems to be flowing slowly in the spirit stone, showing a faint green and colorful streamer.

Hui Shifeng’s disciples have never seen good things. Liu Qianmo and others can still hold a shelf, and they are not small. A few young ones looked and looked rare, and sighed.

Li Shu laughed: “This spiritual stone was really found by us, this time it can be regarded as raising an eyebrow and exhaling.”

Liu Qianmo’s heart is a bit bitter: “Unfortunately, Master has closed again. Even if we win an inheritance method for Hui Shifeng, Master doesn’t know.”

Go back to the wall and whisper: “Even if he knows it, what will happen? It won’t matter.”

Peng Shao quickly said, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

The crowd was silent.

Ku Jinping also said, “Since you have found” Farwood “, Brother Jun and Brother Mo must have one person inherit the” Covered Grass “, who will inherit it?”

Liu Qianmo glanced at Mo Shaoyan and whispered, “Go back and talk about this.”

Mo Shaoyan looked silently, but lowered his eyes silently. He knew that since the Yuanmu Spirit Stone was found by Jun Yan, most of the “Covering Grass” was passed down by Brother Jun. Moreover, most of the disciples who have passed on the inheritance will become the next masters. Brother Jun is so much better in intelligence and self-cultivation that he must be hopeless.

Even if you did n’t have much hope at the beginning and knew that you were not suitable to be an heir, there is still a bit of luck and hope for a moment of beauty. Now that the illusions are disillusioned, although he is happy for Brother Jun, his heart is still a bit sour.

Li Shu put his arm on Mo Shaoyan’s shoulder and sighed, “It’s not ours. It’s useless to force. I’ve figured it out. If you can’t build a foundation in this life, don’t build a foundation. Leisure clouds and wild cranes are not just a lifetime? We can live a hundred years old, which is a long life in the world. “

Mo Shaoyan said with a smile: “Don’t let the masters hear when you are lazy and don’t practice, there will be a group summit test after one year.”

Li Shu said: “We’re just enough to be on the line.”

Going to the wall said strangely, “Master, Hong Xiufeng’s disciple said,” Our master once passed down an ancient scroll. Is this the case? “

Wen Jing looked up slightly and looked at him.

Duan Xuan once passed down an ancient scroll? Why didn’t you mention it in the article?

Liu Qianmo frowned: “You cannot believe what others say.”

He Lingdao: “What’s going on?”

Li Shu said: “When we passed by Changchun Valley, we once met Hong Xiufeng’s disciples, and there was a disagreement. One of the disciples said,” Your master has passed on an ancient scroll in his early years. No way! What are you guys coming to grab with us now? ‘The disciple was immediately scolded by the big disciple of Hong Xiufeng and told him to shut up. “

He Ling raised his eyebrows: “Did you not fight with them?”

Liu Qian said strangely, “You and the four mentors are not here. I am the only one left to build the foundation. What fights? Do you want them all to have arms and broken legs?”

Go back to the wall: “I just want to know, has our Master ever passed on the scrolls before?”

Liu Qianmo looked at him coldly: “If you want to know, you ask Master, how do I know?”

Guixin pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Kuching Ping said curiously: “After the Scroll Inheritance and the monk’s consciousness are merged, will they not remain?”

Peng Shao said: “… I don’t know. But since Hong Xiufeng’s disciples said such things, there must be a reason.”

Guixinbi whispered, “I think I’m afraid it’s the peak owner of Hong Xiufeng. Zhao Yuntian told his apprentices privately-it’s abominable to say rumors in the back.”

He Ling was silent.

Liu Qianmo’s heart was bitter, and he whispered, “Even if it is true, it is a long time ago. We cultivate ours and don’t care what others say.”

Wen Jing said: “Uncle Zhao has a strong personality and is bound to obtain the” Covering the Grass “. I think the disciples under his door were also forced very miserably. This time I can’t find the Yuanmu Lingshi, I don’t know if I will. Will be punished. “

Peng Shao rounded the field and said, “Yes, yes, what do you want to do so much? Let’s find Yuan Mu Ling Shi, when we raise our eyebrows and exhale, are you afraid that you will not be mad? Don’t say anything … “

The atmosphere gradually eased, Wen Jing handed Yuan Muling Stone to Jun Yanzhi: “brother?”

Jun Yanzhi is staring at the piles of corpses in the distance for thought, hearing Wen Jing talking to him, turning his head to look at him, but after a while he returns to his mind: “… um.”

Wen Jing raised an eyebrow: “… what?”

Jun Yan’s head dropped, his shoulders trembled slightly, and the spirit stone was closed.

467 lives …

Most people do die in their own hands …

There is nothing wrong with the rumor, and he is indeed a deadly demon.

It’s not too late, Liu Qianmo took his disciples away and returned to the Qing Xu Jianzong’s obituary to the tragic incident of Bafengya. Xi Fang heard the words and immediately sent someone to pass the message to the Shuiyue Palace.

A few days later, all the disciples who went to the Bafengya trial came back, all of them downcast. They heard that Hui Shifeng had found the “Far Wooden Spirit Stone”, and all of them could not fit their chins, and Hong Xiufeng’s disciples were crying.

The Scroll Inheritors tend to be higher than their peers, so most of them become the masters. But occasionally, some people are really difficult to be a big task, so they give up the position of the owner of the peak to others, but they also play a deterrent role.

For a while, the Qing Xu Jianzong was circulating from top to bottom, and Jun Yanzhi was afraid that he would be Hui Shifeng’s next leader.

Wen Jing’s first thing when he came home, naturally he took out a few monster beast fruits, while feeding the big turtle while eating it. I thought that the python would come, but I didn’t expect to see it in the middle of the night, so I placed the monster fruit on the table and went to sleep.

Half-sleeping halfway, only feeling that the bed suddenly subsided, and something giant climbed up.

The silky body got into the quilt, and slowly rolled around him, getting tighter and tighter.

Wen Jing patted his head: “… you are really …”

Tongzi Xinzi spit on Wen Jing’s neck, and opened his obscene clothes with his head. The snake’s tail hooped tightly and wrapped around his thigh.

“… how do I sleep like this?”

The serpent’s head is nestled in Wen Jing’s arms. He quietly spit out the letter, grinds for a while, and finally releases his body.

Wen Jing touched his head: “When will you be my monster?”

“咝 咝 ——” The snake twisted on Wen Jing’s body.

“What are you shy about? We are all sleeping in one bed.”

“咝 咝 ——”

“Is‘ 咝 咝 ’promised or not, eh?”

“咝 咝 ——”

Wen Jing touched the head of the snake: “Sleep.”

“咝 咝 ——” The snake looked for a comfortable posture on the bed, and entangled Wen Jing again.

After a long day of exhaustion, after all, the enemy is not sleepy, Wen Jing and the python drowsily slept to each other.

On the sixth day since the return of Bafengya, Xi Fang gathered ten disciples of Hui Shifeng in the Qingxu Hall.

Xi Fang’s elegant face is gentle: “Since you have found the” Far Wooden Spirit Stone “, the” Covered Grass “should be owned by Hui Shifeng. Which one do you choose to inherit?”

As we all know, today is just to come and go. It is reasonable to say that the “Covering the Grass” should be inherited by Jun Yan.

Liu Qianmo stepped forward, lowered his head and coughed, but said something that made people fall below his glasses: “We negotiated and decided that the” Covered Grass “was inherited by Mo Shaoyan.

Mo Shaoyan froze.

Hui Shifeng’s eyes turned to Jun Yanzhi, but they saw him standing calmly and gracefully, without surprise, without surprise.

Xi Fang’s smile was also a little, but after all he was the lord of Qingxu Sect, and slowly said, “In this case, he will be called to the Tibetan Pavilion to accept the inheritance tomorrow.”

Mo Shaoyan grabbed Jun Yanzhi ’s arm when he was out of the Qingxu Hall, and said excitedly, “Thank you Brother Jun!”

Jun Yanzhi smiled lightly: “It’s a trivial matter.”

“Why does Brother Jun give me the heritage?” Mo Shaoyan blushed with excitement.

Jun Yanzhi smiled and said, “I have built the foundation, and you may not be able to build a foundation with this inheritance. You have not established the foundation. This inheritance is very important to you.”

“So, it is better than nothing.” Who doesn’t want a good thing? Who would be too much?

“No need to say more. It is a foregone conclusion.

Hui Shifeng everyone smiled.

Liu Qianmo said with a smile: “Your Brother Jun came to my room last night to persuade me. But although you are the heir, don’t think too much about the position of the Lord of the Peak, and you must listen to Master’s instructions.”

Mo Shaoyan originally spoke slowly, but now he is excited to say more and more incoherently: “I know, I don’t ask for the seat of the Lord.”

Peng Shao lamented: “Throughout the Qing Sword Sect and even the entire Bamboo Wind Kingdom, do n’t mention the ancestral scrolls of the ancestor, even if it is a magic weapon, there are many anti-purposes of the same master and brother. , It ’s rare. “

Liu Qianmo also said happily, “It would be comforting if my Hui Shifeng continues this trend.”

Jun Yan smiled and said nothing.

For more than ten years, he has been cautious and afraid to stand out, but starting today, he can no longer be silent.

He is not rare in the “Covering the Grass”, but if he can have a good reputation, it will be good for him but not harmful.

He glanced at Wen Jing, his eyes fell on the young man’s handsome face, and he immediately moved away.

What kind of person are you, can you accept it?

If you can accept it, tell him; if you can’t accept it, keep it forever.

Anyway, stay with him.

Wen Jing thinks about another thing.

With Yuanmu Lingshi, Brother Jun has no bottlenecks in practicing woodwork. From now on, he will go straight up and down without worrying about himself.

All he was worried about was how to save the lives of Hui Shifeng’s disciples.

The penultimate chapter in the text describes the fall of Hui Shifeng. At that time, Jun Yanzhi was out and couldn’t rush back. Everyone was like a disciple of Shuiyue Palace in the Eight Wind Cliffs.

In other words, this matter cannot be relied upon.

I just do n’t know if that unreliable system is useful?

He is not a Virgin, and he doesn’t have much ability to control the lives of too many people. But since the first day he entered the peak, he was so convinced that he couldn’t let these people die.

As a result, he practiced harder and harder.

Finally, Mo Shaoyan inherited the “Covered Grass”.

The news spread in the Qing Xu Jianzong, causing a lot of debate.

The inheritance of one of the eight books is just let go, and there is not even the slightest argument. Jun Yan is so generous, the Jianzong up to the peak masters, down to ordinary disciples, feel a bit incredible.

If this person is not a saint who truly loves his brother, he is an incurable fool.

I am only twenty-four years old, and have been building a foundation for three years. I am gentle and polite to others …

A teenager like this doesn’t look like a fool.

Even Tian Hengfeng is spreading quietly, even if it is Wen Renmu, who is known for his care for his brothers and sisters, it may not be so modest. What’s more, someone lamented that Wen Renmu’s modest concession did not harm his own interests, but it was just a hand-raising effort, which could not be compared with Jun Yanzhi’s modest concession.

Giving out what you do n’t need is charity; giving out what others want is really giving.

Therefore, as soon as the name of Jun Yanzhi is mentioned in Qingxu Jianzong, it will make people feel comfortable.

Not to mention, this person has the appearance and temperament of Dust Linxian.

This alone convinces the young girl disciples.

Everyone is thinking, why has such an appearance and high-quality behavior been unknown before?

This naturally caused some dissatisfaction and doubt.

Wen Renmu seems to be indifferent, but as for what he thinks, only he knows it.

The secret place of the Eight Wind Cliffs can only be opened for thirty or forty days. The twelfth house master of the Shuiyue Palace sends people to the Eight Wind Cliffs to investigate and collect the bodies of the sixty-eight disciples and fifteen practitioners , All carried back. After examining all the wounds on the body, I was convinced that the disciples killed and killed each other, and there was nothing suspicious.

The reason why the disciples will kill each other, but can’t find out.

It is speculated that the disciples may have inhaled a kind of “falling soul”.

This kind of □□ is extremely difficult to make. It requires the refining of dozens of rare spirit grasses, and moreover a spirit grass called “three insect roots” is needed. This kind of spirit grass happened to grow on the Eight Wind Cliffs. After being poisoned outside the mysterious area, the disciples of Shuiyue Palace smelled the scent of “three insect roots”, so the poisonous hair was quite residual. As for the reason, or someone took the opportunity to weaken the power of Shuiyue Palace, or it was a warning, it can not be determined.

The Water Moon Zodiac is vigilant as if it is close to the enemy.

………………

The upgrade information of the system really arrived on time after one month.

“Please note to the host that the system upgrade failed and will remain unchanged.

Cause: The data is too large to calculate.

Upgrading conditions: The host is dandan.

Danger is currently brewing, but unfortunately the system cannot make judgments for the host. The host is provided with data that cannot be analyzed. Please keep the host away from danger and ensure your own safety. “

The youngest monk priest in the history of Zhufeng Kingdom is a celestial root of water system. He was forty-five years old, and he was called the pride of heaven in the bamboo wind country.

Even if Wen Jing is even more powerful than that of the heavenly pride, you can endure it at the age of thirty. At that time, the disciples of Hui Shifeng had already died completely.

He called out the “unparseable data” provided by the system.

A box pops up in my mind.

“Long Sun Shaoyi.”

Wen Jing has never heard of the name “Long Sun Shaoyi”, either in the book or in this world. But since this is the only hint given by the system, he must check it.

The daily practice is urgent, but Jun Yanzhi also visits Wen Jing’s residence from time to time to see the big tortoise.

Wen Jing found that Jun Yanzhi had a small hobby.

One day, he gave the tortoise a plate of red cherry-sized lingering fruit and laid it on the bed. This kind of fruit is picked from a tree on a cliff. It is sour and sweet, and tastes very good. The big turtle likes it very much.

Wen Jing went outside the door and turned around, and the red fruit had been eaten. The big turtle looked at the empty plate, motionless. Wen Jing was a bit weird, and asked Jun Yan, who was sitting next to him, “Why did you eat it all at once?”

Jun Yanzhi said lightly, “Maybe I like it.”

Wen Jing frowned, and gave Turtle a plate and went out. He glanced at the door, but saw Jun Yanzhi picking up a red fruit and sending it to his mouth.

Should grab something to eat with the big turtle …

He finally found that Jun Yanzhi likes to eat some small fruits, which are bigger than jujube and smaller than longan, just like the cherry-sized red fruit. When Wen Jing didn’t bring it to him, he didn’t want to, but as long as one end came out, he would fall into his mouth one by one.

Wen Jing sewed him a small pocket, which was full of small spirits, and hung on his waist, he could take it out at any time to eat.

……………………

From spring to summer, the weather turned hot, and Jun Yan went down to the mountain to work, and did not return to the mountain for more than two months.

On this day, Wen Jing is practicing “Jade Qingzhen Qi” in the courtyard, and the aura surrounding him is surging, leaving a person in the air.

Wen Jing was caught off guard and startled.

“Master, master?”

Duan Xuan was not seen for half a year, and it turned out that thick scum was growing on his face, his hair was messy and he didn’t trim it. The lines on his face condense like a blade, leaving behind Shao Yang Jue.

“… Thank you, Master.” Wen Jing then realized that Duan Xuan was teaching the technique and quickly picked it up.

Duan Xuan said nothing, turned around and flew away.

“Shao Yang Jue” is a top-level auxiliary system to match the warm-yang constitution. It aims to mobilize the warm-yang qi and make it easy to use.

Wen Jingxi is overwhelmed, and deliberates carefully.

He had to admit that Duan Xuan’s strange way of education turned out to be effective. He originally had a low level of understanding, but in the past six months, he has carefully studied the hard words and expressions of his skills, and his comprehension has gradually improved.

The so-called change is inseparable from its ancestors. It is really impressive to appreciate what you have learned, and it is easy to learn from others.

It is strange to say that after this time, Duan Xuan came to check his practice every few days. Although he just stood aside and watched for a while, he also let Wen Jing sit like a felt and felt like a whip was drawn behind him. , Dare not neglect in practice.

In less than a month, Wen Jing used “Shao Yang Jue” to induce warming air in the body. The sea of ​​air suddenly became hot, sweating all over, and clenching her teeth for half a day, only feeling unconscious and restless.

When I was uncomfortable, I just felt a cool air coming from my shoulder.

After a while, the heat in the body gradually faded, Wen Jing opened his eyes, and saw a man in Tsing Yi standing next to him.

Jun Yanzhi pulled Wen Jing up and wiped the sweat on his forehead: “How can this happen?”

Wen Jing then said that Duan Xuan sent “Shao Yang Jue”, and said, “It is probably because of the eagerness to achieve these days and the cultivation is too fierce.”

“The trial of the summit will begin half a year later, presumably Master wants to open a small stove for you.” Jun Yanzhi’s expression slowed, and he said lightly, “It seems to be eight levels of qi training.”

Wen Jing condenses his spirits, and runs Reiki for a week, then suddenly says, “It’s eight times to practice Qi.”

Jun Yan nodded: “… rises quickly.”

“I will cook for you.” Wen Jing rushed to the kitchen happily.

After the two had dinner, Jun Yanzhi teased the big turtle for a long time on the bed, but he didn’t mean to leave. Instead, he pressed his blue shirt into a crumpled body.

Wen Jing pulled down the dried clothes in the courtyard, and said to the room, “Brother Jun, I’ll take a shower at the mountain waterfall. Just leave the door closed when you leave.”

Jun Yanzhi’s eyes drooped, he took a red fruit from the small bag on his waist and bit it, and said lightly: “I want to wash too, go with you.”

Wen Jing looked at the slender figure appearing from the door: “Uh … well.”

The wind is cool on summer evenings, and the two walk in the mountains one after the other. Wen Jing said, “Brother, have you done everything this time?”

Jun Yanzhi’s gaze fell: “It’s done.”

“That’s good …”

A short while later, the two came to the waterfall.

The moonlight is like water, and a small light is scattered on the lake, surrounded by the sound of water.

Shuihua splashed on the body, wet the clothes, Jun Yanzhi slowly untied the blue shirt on his body, and faintly showed a refined figure.

Wen Jing put down his clean clothes, looked up, and immediately became dizzy, staring straight at him.

The man’s gown in front of him dropped down, wearing only the middle jacket, with the neckline open, exposing a beautiful collarbone. His clothes were wet and stuck to his body with his hair, and he stared: “Master …”

“Huh, huh?”

Wen Jing is like an emotional beast at this moment. He has the urge to bite and clenched his fist.

“Master, why don’t you take off your clothes?” The voice was soft and gentle.

“I …”

“Come on.”

“Brother, you or you should wash it by yourself, I, I will go back to the room to wash …”

After speaking, I flew away without looking back.

Jun Yanzhi’s undressed hand stopped immediately.

He looked at the back of the hurried escape, his face gradually gloomy, then Tieqing, coldly rinsed casually, put on clothes.

After working hard for two and a half months, I would like to hold my relatives when I come back, but this boy is afraid of being like this.

Fifteen and a half … is it still too early?

Jun Yanzhi returned to Wen Jing’s room along the original road, and saw that the candle was dim, and the teenager was sitting on the bed and rubbing his wet hair.

“Uh … Brother Jun?”

Jun Yanzhi returned to the elegant fairy, and picked up the storage bag on the table: “I’ll get something. You sleep.”

Speaking, he walked to Wen Jing, touched the big turtle lying beside him, and inadvertently spit into Wen Jing’s face.

“I’m gone.”

Walking out while talking.

Wen Jing sits waiting for her hair to dry, but slowly fights with her upper and lower eyelids. He lay down wearily, rolled over on the bed, and after a while he was motionless.

The door makes a slight opening and closing sound, a slender figure slowly enters from the outside, sending out a small aura to the big turtle on the bed.

The tortoise’s head moved, and he crawled down from the bed desperately, moving impatiently toward the door.

Jun Yanzhi looked at the sleeping boy for a while, turned off the lamp on the table, went to bed, held Wen Jing in his arms, and brushed his hair gently.

Out for two and a half months, he figured out a lot of things. At this moment, he just wanted to hug the boy to sleep.

He put Wen Jing’s body down on the bed and kissed his lips with a short breath. Cocoon-like hands pierced into his clothes, looped around his narrow waist, and caressed his smooth skin.

The thing underneath slowly looks up.

Jun Yanzhi gasped slightly, kissing deeper, raging in his mouth.

This is the first time he has felt this way.

I want him to run through, suppress, and hold together.

Some things are instinctual and do not need to be taught by others.