Since the bloody rain at Qingyun Gate.

Autumn rain makes one day colder than the next.

The Qingyun Competition was interrupted by the sudden invasion of the demon clan, and ended with the Qingyun Sect's leader's sword killing the seventh-level demon king, shocking all parties.

Lei Jiangheng, who tried to trigger the Qingyun Sect uprising, fell in front of the Demon Suppression Monument.

Xuanjizi's sword shocked all the monks in Qingping Prefecture.

Gu Yusheng's sword in front of the Demon Suppression Monument also left a deep impression on people.

Huo Qingyuan of the Sijian Sect met the leader of the Qingyun Sect again, and when he returned the salute with his fists clasped, he showed a little more respect. Fellow Daoist Xiao also quietly changed to Fellow Daoist Xuanji.

Although Xuanjizi came into limelight that day, his figure became stooped and his appearance became older.

But no one underestimated the leader of the Qingyun Sect.

Naturally, no one would be ignorant to ask who will receive the recommendation quota for the three holy places.

Xuanjizi paid homage to nearly a thousand dead souls in front of the Demon Suppression Monument.

He promised General Qingyun to send his disciples to Qingpingzhou to kill the monsters ravaging the world.

All the unwilling sects and aristocratic families had to accept this result.

Qingyun Gate is still Qingyun Gate.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

What's more, the fear that the monsters brought to people that day was deeply imprinted in the souls.

After staying at Qingyun Gate for several days, the guests descended the mountain one after another.

For most people, being able to return alive is already the greatest luck.

A foggy autumn morning.

The dead leaves of Qingping Mountain are falling in the wind.

Gu Yusheng, together with Zhu Qing, Xiao Muqing and other Six Peaks disciples, bid farewell to the disciples of Qixiufang and Sijianmen in front of the Demon Suppression Monument.

The leader bids farewell to the leader, and the elder bids farewell to the elder.

There is naturally no friendship between disciples.

But the form still needs to be there.

Zhuang Qi of the Sijian Sect survived, and the Qingxiao Sword has been sheathed again. His face is pale and bloodless. Among the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, he only walked towards Gu Yusheng and held hands with each other. Zhuang Qi still had a proud expression on his eyebrows:

"Next time, I won't lose to you."

"Me too."

Gu Yusheng answered.

Zhuang Qi was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "I hope we can slay demons together if we have the opportunity in the future."

"good."

Gu Yusheng bid farewell to Zhuang Qi.

The people of the Sijian Sect left in a hurry. They kept a much lower profile than when they entered the Qingyun Sect, because many of the disciples around them had been bribed by the Xuanlong Dynasty and took their places. In this matter, the master of the Qingyun Sect

The door didn't mention it at all, and Huo Qingyuan of the Sijian Sect naturally wouldn't mention it either.

Compared to the sword cultivators of the Four Swords Sect.

The female disciples of Qixiufang are obviously much more popular.

They once hid in the peach blossom forest with the female disciples of Qingyun Sect's Luochen Peak, and they had an extra love affair with each other. No matter how weak the relationship was, after a life and death experience, they would feel reluctant to part with each other.

The orioles and swallows are crying endlessly.

There are not many people who give things to each other.

Zhuqing's younger sister, Zhuyun, is a female disciple of Qixiufang. Using this brother and sister as a bridge, many young monks from Qingyun Sect also took the opportunity to become familiar with the female disciples of Qixiufang.

This scene.

It still looks very cozy.

Gu Yusheng was not familiar with the female disciples of Qixiufang and just stood at a distance.

In the thick autumn fog.

His mind has wandered far away.

There is someone he misses in his heart.

behind him.

It's Qingping Mountain.

his heart.

It has long been entrusted to Jingting Mountain.

That's a very far away place.

There are people he cares about.

"Junior Brother Gu."

A sudden sound interrupted Gu Yusheng's thoughts. Zhu Die, dressed in green, walked towards him. She was holding an emerald green wine bottle in her hand. She looked at Gu Yusheng and opened her teeth lightly:

"This is wine brewed from pear blossoms picked from the Qixiu Flower Sea. I gave it to Junior Brother Gu as a thank you to Junior Brother Gu and Miss Mo for rescuing me that day."

Gu Yusheng was stunned for a moment, took a step back, and shook the wine gourd at his waist.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Zhu."

Gu Yusheng did not go to pick up the wine from Zhu Die.

When Zhu Die saw Gu Yusheng retreating, his expression darkened slightly.

"Junior Brother Gu, the pear blossom wine is also delicious."

"I know."

Gu Yusheng answered politely and handed over his hand again.

Zhu Die stretched out her hands and stood in a daze, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Fortunately at this time.

Yun Shang walked slowly, took the wine from Zhu Die's hand, walked past Gu Yusheng step by step, stopped in front of the sword, opened the bottle of wine, and sprinkled a few drops in front of the sword.

.

The fragrance of pear blossoms fills the air.

The autumn wind is intoxicating.

Yun Shang waved to Zhu Die.

Zhu Die walked silently past Gu Yusheng and came to the sword.

She clasped her hands together.

Bowed to the sword.

Many Qingyun Sect disciples and elders frowned.

Gu Yusheng was stunned.

Yun Shang's voice fell on Gu Yusheng's ears: "Your father once rescued the little girl in Xianhuzhou. I originally arranged a fate between the little girl and you. Now it seems that it is a bit redundant, but this wine

, you’d better take it.”

Yun Shang handed the wine to Gu Yusheng.

Gu Yusheng looked at Zhu Die, who was saluting the sword, and took the wine down.

He faced the sword, opened the wine bottle, and took a sip. The fragrant and sweet wine dripped from the corner of the young man's mouth.

Zhu Die's eyes fell on the young man.

Stared for a while.

"Let's go."

Yun Shang gently took Zhu Die's clothes with her.

When passing in front of Gu Yusheng, Yun Shang paused.

"If he gets tired of watching Qingping Mountain in his youth, he can come to Qixiufang. All the female disciples in Qixiufang are excellent."

Gu Yusheng responded: "Then you have to wait until I go to Jingting Mountain to find Miss Mo."

Yun Shang's expression froze.

Pulling Zhu Die along, her pace became much faster.

"What's wrong, Junior Sister Yun? Are you angry with a junior?"
To be continued...