The sun-drenched stone bricks have a white marble-like color, and the transparent glass-colored beads are hidden in the corners and are almost difficult to see.
The two of them crouched down and finally found the one hundred and eight blue spring beads.
"Go quickly, don't delay." Jing Che straightened up, the sun shone behind her bun, and the shadow of thick eyelashes fell in the curved peach blossom eyes.
Bo Yan bowed gratefully, but still timidly did not dare to look at her. He hurriedly picked up the small brocade box and ran away quickly.
Watching him walk away, Jing Che's relaxed smile suddenly stiffened inexplicably - he had done a good thing, but he completely forgot that he was on his way to the sword training platform!
This was terrible. Jingche hurriedly ran over.
Witnessing the grand scene of the sword training platform with his own eyes for the first time, Jing Che's steps couldn't help but froze half a step up the steps.
In the center of the sword training platform, there is a huge stone sword standing tall. There are about a few hundred people surrounding the stone sword platform, all wearing blue-breasted white clothes and fluttering, and they are as neat as an army training. The hilt of the sword is glowing with a cold light, and the people are
Everyone is meticulous.
At this moment, the morning exercise was over. Jing Che squinted his eyes and looked over, only to see that the person standing high on the stone sword platform was Gong Lin.
"Since the head master has gone down the mountain to attend an important event with the sword master, and master Zhan Xiang is practicing in seclusion, I will be in charge of all matters of the main peak in the next few days." Gong Lin put on airs, holding one hand behind his back, and the other
Holding it in front of the abdomen, the beautiful face is solemn and solemn, comparable to the majesty of the head, but a little less imposing.
Everyone on the sword training platform bowed to show their obedience.
Although Gong Lin is of the same generation as all the disciples in the audience, it is understandable that she is in charge of the overall situation. The leader Yu Wenweitong has accepted a total of five disciples, including Ye Xiu, which makes it six.
The only one left in the sect is the chief disciple Zhan Chang. The other four are all in Zhaozhen at the foot of the mountain, taking care of the affairs of the Zhenyi survivors in the town. And Ye Xiuchu has no qualifications at all, so naturally he cannot accept these people.
.Gong Lin is the most senior among the remaining people on the main peak, and the person most favored by the leader.
——But since she was in charge of everything in the faction, Jing Che's life was not easy.
"Junior Sister Jingche, you didn't come for morning practice yesterday, and you're late again today -" Gong Lin stood high above, able to take in the overall situation, so he naturally saw Jingche's hurried steps at a glance. Hearing her words, most of the disciples were stunned
He turned to look at her, "I wonder if you just ignored the rules and acted arbitrarily just because you were brought back by the Sword Master?"
Listening to the latter sentence, it sounds like a deliberate irony in any case, saying it to everyone to arouse everyone's contempt for her.
Jingche is a person who will take action when not provoked, but will get into trouble when provoked. At first, she was timid and wanted to sneak into the team without noticing, but in an instant she held her head high and stepped up the steps steadily, soft and charming.
There was a bit of anger in her voice as she said, "Senior sister is really good at confusing right and wrong and wronging good people."
"A good person?" Gong Lin sneered, "Then tell me, what good things have you done to save the world?"
Jingche hesitated for a moment.
If she told what she had just done to help Bo Yan, it would be tantamount to making Bo Yan's fault known to the world. Her original intention was to protect him from blame, so how could she excuse herself and drag him down now?
The steps are still the same, but a little less calm.
"How dare I say it? There is no guarantee that senior sister will accuse me of being high-profile and setting up a memorial arch for even the smallest of good deeds. This has ruined the reputation of the Sword Master."
"Oh? Junior sister is not disliked by the Sword Master and cannot become a disciple, so why do you still think that you are related to the Sword Master?"
As soon as this statement came out, all the disciples below started whispering.
Whether the main peak is big or not, people can tell whether it is big or not. The fact that Jing Che and Ye Xiu came to Nanqiong Sect has been known to everyone for a long time. The fact that Ye Xiu was accepted as the leader of the sixth disciple is already a blockbuster, and
The girl was said to be a disciple of the Sword Master, but she did not go to the Sword Master's Yunqin Peak. Instead, she stayed at the main peak. Everyone made various speculations.
Now after listening to Gong Lin's words, I understood. It turned out that the Sword Master originally wanted to accept Jing Che as his disciple, but she failed to live up to expectations and was not liked by the Sword Master, so the Sword Master wanted to find another master for her.
Although everyone couldn't be said to be gloating about the misfortune, they still looked like they were watching a good show.
There is only one disciple of the Sword Master, and everyone longs for him, and no one wants this one to be someone else. If Jingche is serious, everyone will inevitably be jealous - there is no one here who is not the most outstanding person, and no one has passion in their heart.
Ambition, but still submerged among the disciples in Nanqiong.
Jing Che had already reached the center of the stone path. A large number of disciples were watching her on the left and right, and there was icy air and ruthless cold wind in front and behind her. Her steps stopped, and her face gradually became ugly.
How could she, who values self-esteem above life, allow herself to be humiliated among so many people?
But she couldn't even say a word in defense.
Did she want to tell the whole world that the reason why Gong Lin said she was not favored by the Sword Master was because she was almost humiliated in front of Baili Fengjian that night?
It was as if she was suddenly thrown into an isolated island, surrounded by the vast sea. She didn't know who to wait for to save her, and she even gave up shouting. Because she knew that even if she was hysterical and burst into tears, no one could save her.
What's more, her pride does not allow her to do such a shameful thing.
They once advanced and retreated together, but at that time she moved forward bravely and he was in a state of intoxication. But now she can't advance or retreat, and she is alone and helpless. At this time, he is busy working on major events in the world.
This sounds more like a mockery.
"Junior sister, why didn't you say anything? Did you do something good to be late, or was it just laziness and overslept?"
Jing Che pursed his lips and turned pale.
"If you can't speak out, then you will be treated as someone who refuses to change despite repeated admonishment, who is late for no reason, and who still wants to argue with you. According to the rules of the sect, you will be punished by kneeling on the sword training platform for a day."
She remained motionless.
The wind blew up the train of her new disciple's uniform, and the sash that had been tied hastily and roughly lifted up slightly, but refused to conform. It passed by her hair rope that was tied a little crookedly, because she didn't have time to take care of it after she came out today.
result.
It brushed against her eyes, which were dry and painful.
Jing Che suddenly felt that if he had known that he would be late anyway, it would be better to dress up properly and come out to be laughed at, which would not be so embarrassing.
"If you don't speak for a moment, everyone will have to wait for you here for a moment." Gong Lin said harshly.
The whispers among the disciples became louder.
If her farce hadn't happened, the disciples would have dispersed long ago. They would go back to the disciples' room in twos and threes, or find another pure place to practice. No matter what she wanted, Gong Lin wanted to do to her, but everyone's time
None of them should be dragged down.
The clenched knuckles turned green and white. Jing Che raised his eyes, and the sunlight penetrated his pupils.
What a nice weather.
She walked forward slowly, without squinting, focused and calm, but she had no fear in her heart. The despair of isolation was cut into her bones, and she looked at the vast sea, confused and anxious. She might as well jump into the sea and let the water suffocate her.
Gong Lin didn't even look at her, his face was as cold as ice, with an expression of determination to win.
After bending his legs, Jing Che slowly knelt down facing the huge stone sword.
"The morning practice is over, let's all disperse." Gong Lin's eyes flashed with pride and he spoke loudly.
The disciples would not openly watch the excitement, but curiously glanced at the girl with a straight back for a few times. They felt a strong and inviolable arrogance. Some sympathized, while others were indifferent. Anyway, they all left in twos and threes.
.
But seeing a man dressed in white walking up against the flow of people, Gong Lin was slightly startled.
"Uncle Yexiu..." she called out with a guilty conscience.
Ye Xiu's coldness radiated from his bones, making Gong Lin unable to look him in the eyes.
"Why be so aggressive?" Yexiu said with a deadpan expression.
"There are rules in the sect, so you can't adapt to different situations, let alone go back on your word." Gong Lin still lacked confidence.
"Even if the leader acquiesces, you don't have to humiliate her like this in public." Knowing that there was no way to argue, Ye Xiu simply walked forward without looking at her. When he passed her, he paused again and his voice was a little lower.
, as cold as three feet of ice, "snake-scorpion-hearted."
Gong Lin froze on the spot for a long time, and unknowingly started to tremble all over.
Looking back, I saw the tall and thin man in white standing beside the kneeling girl, still silent. The sun just shone on the two of them, and they looked like a loving couple.
She turned around and left, her pride gone.
Kneeling down into the night, the sword training platform without sunlight was filled with gloomy wind and extremely cold. The huge stone sword remained motionless, and the whirling leaves trembled.
Jingche still showed no signs of slacking off, kneeling upright. Yexiu stood beside her, like a statue.
"You go back." After being silent for an unknown length of time, Jing Che spoke, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Yeah." He responded tonelessly, but Ye Xiu remained motionless.
There was silence again.
"It's so annoying." Jing Che said softly to himself, staring intently ahead, tears suddenly appearing on his face.
He lowered his eyes and saw ripples as if a stone had fallen into a deep pool. Yexiu knelt down and wiped away her tears: "Now that I know how to cry, why were you so stubborn before?"
Jing Che couldn't help but burst into tears, and his tense body lost its balance with such a move, and he immediately collapsed in Ye Xiu's arms.
The tears were streaming but still heartbreaking. She grabbed Ye Xiu's robe and tried not to let herself fall down. As soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't help but cry softly: "Why didn't Master come to save me -"
Even though I feel desperate in my heart, how can I not look forward to it.
Severe pain hit her knees. One day without water had already caused Jingche to have a severe fever and made her head dizzy.
There was a hazy hallucination in front of her eyes, as if Baili Fengjian was walking towards her, holding a sword in his right hand and a wine gourd on his waist. Getting closer and closer, she saw the green stubble on his handsome face growing wantonly, and his thin lips opening and closing,