Chapter 170 The Mirror of the Empty Mountain

When Ren Jinjin woke up again, she felt that her whole head was about to explode, as if she had a complicated and heavy dream. She held her head and shook it.

"Master, are you getting better?"

Wushuang Sword Spirit lay on the head of the bed and asked. Ren Jinjin lowered her head and then realized that she was: "I'm fine, but where are we now?"

Hearing Ren Jinjin's question, Wushuang Sword Spirit flew happily: "Congratulations, Master, you have passed the trial of Kun Ling, we are in Kun Ling now."

"I, have I passed the trial?"

She remembered that she fainted when she came out. How could she pass the trial?

Just as she was thinking about it, the door was creaking and Xie Qingzhou walked in with a bowl of medicine in his hand. Today, Xie Qingzhou was wearing a white dress, and his skin was not as pale as it was. He was really a handsome young man.

"Why are brother here?"

She raised her head and looked at Xie Qingzhou, and he slowly walked to her: "Worrying that Jin Jin is great, it is difficult for anyone to pass Kunling's trial."

Xie Qingzhou put the medicine on her bedside, and Wushuang Sword Spirit also returned to the sword to cultivate. He sat down beside the bed and looked at Ren Jinjin's face: "It's well recovered, and the illusion has not had much impact on you."

“It’s not familiar.”

When he heard it was a decoction, Ren Jinjin frowned and pushed: "I feel that I am pretty good. Can I not drink it?"

He mentioned it and did not say much. Ren Jinjin was tactful and did not ask any more questions. Xie Qingzhou touched the white porcelain bowl with his hand, then picked it up and handed it to Ren Jinjin: "The nourishing medicine is no longer hot."

Ren Jinjin took the string of candied haws and bit it. The sugar coating was broken, and the sourness and sweetness spread between her lips and teeth. She smiled: "Thank you brother."

Lu Yunqian is not a person who talks a lot. After saying it concisely, he asked the disciples behind him to give her the disciple's submission and identity cards.

Xie Qingzhou's words came from behind her, and she breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he had said that she knew that it must be that her memory had not been deviated.

In Lu Yunqian's heart, he always felt that Kun Ling was ashamed of Tianxin and Ren Jinjin, but that was all the past, and it would be a bit sad to mention it again.

So since he told Lu Yunqian that he would send Ren Jinjin to Kunling, he was thinking about how to return the position of the head to Ren Jinjin again.

Xie Qingzhou didn't say much, but just said to practice hard. Ren Jinjin also understood. People often say that in places where immortals are cultivated, there is a spiritual energy. It seems that he can just stay here.

"By the way, Kunling's head wants you to be the chief disciple."

"Me? Forget it, I, I don't have that strength."

Ren Jinjin thought about it and told Xie Qingzhou her father's words. Xie Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Soul is damaged?"

"But it doesn't matter. I will support you no matter what decision you make."

Ren Jinjin looked at the bowl of black soup and looked up at Xie Qingzhou's expression. The soft smile on his face had never lie to her, so the soup should not be very bitter.

Hearing Ren Jinjin's words, Xie Qingzhou was shocked, and then looked at her face calmly. Her face was full of confusion, and she should have just sighed.

"In one month, the introductory competition, those who pass the competition can advance to the chief disciple, so be prepared."

After saying that, he hurriedly left here, as if just to talk about this matter. Ren Jinjin looked at the disciple's server and identity cards in his hand, and felt that he could not hide it no matter how hard he was.

She unconsciously blurted out this sentence, and then she realized what she said. It was impossible. She had never been here before, so how could she know Kun Ling's things?

Xie Qingzhou's hand lay on the bridge and smiled at her. Her memory was slowly recovering, but her soul could not bear it, so she could only force Ren Jinjin to improve her cultivation as soon as possible.

"Brother, why do I feel like I've ever experienced this kind of thing?"

"This needs to pass the competition, Jin Jin, don't you give it a try?"

I reached out and took the bowl, then drank it. It was indeed not very bitter. It seemed that many other fragrant medicines were added to dilute the bitter taste.

After thinking about it, she could only be the chief disciple, which would also facilitate her to pass the position of Kun Ling’s head to her in the future. However, this chief disciple had to pass the test, otherwise other disciples would be dissatisfied.

Seeing that he was talking about Kun Ling in such a skillful tone, Ren Jinjin couldn't help but ask: "Brother is very familiar with Kun Ling?"

The mountains outside overlap, and a lake of Mirror stands there, with a small bridge on it, and there are several ginkgo trees by the lake. The leaves fall on the lake surface and accumulate into a golden lake water.

"You have never been to Kunling, don't think about it."

Ren Jinjin shook her head quickly. One advantage was that she had always been self-aware, so she would not do such a thing as forcing her to take on work. If she didn't have the ability, she naturally wouldn't want to force herself to show off.

Lu Yunqian did not say that Ren Jinjin was his disciple. Even if Ren Jinjin himself had no objection, Lu Yunqian felt it was strange, not to mention that Xie Qingzhou would definitely not agree.

Xie Qingzhou stretched out his hand and rubbed Ren Jinjin's head. Ren Jinjin looked at his eyes and silent for a while before asking: "My parents said that there was a Taoist priest who guided me here, saying that only when I came to Kunling could I stop fainting for no reason."

Xie Qingzhou had always known that Ren Jinjin was unwilling to admit defeat, but now she was just a mortal and there was no disaster that forced her to move upward. If she didn't want to, Lu Yunqian would also think of other ways to pass the head of Kunling to her.

"Yes, practice hard in Kun Ling, and the spiritual energy here will nourish your soul."

"This is what I told you about the Empty Mountain Mirror of Vientiane."

When she frowned again, a bunch of red candied haws was handed to her. She looked up in surprise and saw the doting smile on Xie Qingzhou's face: "Eat."

"I am Lu Yunqian, the head of Kunling. From today on, you will be our Kunling disciple."

Ren Jinjin shook her head helplessly, but her eyes were attracted by a Jinghu Lake not far away. She put the thing on the table beside her, pushed open the door and walked out.

He stretched out his hand and touched Ren Jinjin's vein, but in fact he released a wisp of spiritual consciousness to wander in her body. After arriving at Kun Ling, he did feel that her soul was already nourished by Kun Ling's spiritual energy.

Xie Qingzhou shook his head and handed it forward: "It's not bitter, I'll give you sweets after drinking it."

"Everything Empty Mountain Mirror?"

"He said my soul was damaged, so I have arrived at Kun Ling. How can I complete what this Taoist priest said?"

After noon, another man appeared in this place. When Ren Jinjin saw him, she always felt that there was less person and less person to follow him.

In this way, Ren Jinjin stayed in Kunling. In the evening, a little disciple came to deliver a truck of books. Yes, it was a truck of books, all of which were secrets of mind and cultivation.

In the words of the little disciple, the head of the sect is very optimistic about her and wants her not to let down the head of the sect’s expectations.

"Maybe, can anyone care about me?"

She smiled, the little disciple scratched his head awkwardly, and then quickly left the scene.
Chapter completed!