Calculating the time, Feng Qiao’s cultivation base was completely lost twenty years after the Tianxing Tribulation, and it took another thirty five years to break through the first three realms. This speed is indeed too slow in terms of rebuilding...
"I was worried about Junior Sister. I went to see Master several times and wanted to go down the mountain to look for her, but Master refused to agree. He only said that this was her relationship cultivation and it was a good thing for me not to worry..." Qiqiao sighed.
Tone: "I'm always worried. You're here just now. You have many friends outside. Can you help me with this? I'm not asking her to come back. I'm just looking for her and getting some news. If you can take care of her again, I'd be grateful.
Not enough."
If Nieluowu doesn't find anyone, Su Jing can't ask other Tianzong or colleagues for help. There is never any reason to overstep the boundaries. However, Su Jing can ask the demon clan to help him find out the news about Fengqiao. The real page from that year
Su Jing would never forget the friendship between the two young men in Shancheng who fought against ghosts. He immediately nodded and agreed, and immediately cast two summonses, one to Liuliang, and the other to Tianhuodixielou. He would still have to trouble Mr. Jin, the Third Grandpa.
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Feng Qiao reached out and patted Su Jing on the shoulder: "Thank you, Chengqing. I'll make a meal for you! I can only make noodles. Do you like them?"
“Soup noodle or lo mein?”
"You are so picky!" Nie Luo Wu Zhenzhuan turned around and left to bake noodles for Su Jing. After the tea time, a beautiful butterfly with a body of ice and wings of fire suddenly flew out of the air in front of Su Jing.
Yingying fell on his shoulder.
Su Jing knew that Die'er was the true successor of Niluowu, a spiritual message form specially used by the elders. Compared with the spiritual messages of other sects, this Ice and Fire Butterfly also hid a mysterious killing method, which could transmit messages and fend off enemies.
It is quite difficult to refine it. The Tianzong family has a great cause, so it may not be anything, but to ordinary sects, it is of extraordinary value.
The butterfly fluttered its wings, and Qiqiao's voice reached Su Jing's ears: "I forgot to ask you, do you want to put the green onion?"
After one sentence, the precious butterfly melted into ice and dispersed into fire.
Su Jing felt that this Qiqiao was really a prodigal, so he hit him with the True Legend of Lishan Ruijinjianxun: Let him go!
The disciples of Tianzong behaved in a dignified manner. Qiqiao made a pot of noodle soup and divided it into nine bowls. Su Jing, the three corpses, the four junior disciples, including Qiqiao himself, slurped up the noodles, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and Su Jing said goodbye.
He also said hello to the famous seniors in Nerowu, and flew into the sky to prepare to return to his clan. But just as he took off, he suddenly heard the sound of rumbling drums resounding throughout the world.
Qiqiao frowned as he saw Su Jing off: "It's so annoying!"
A bell hangs outside Lishan Gate, and a drum hangs outside Niluowu. They have the same effect. When the drum sounds, it means that someone is coming to challenge outside the door.
Qiqiao bowed his hands to Su Jing and said apologetically: "I'll send you off not far away. I'll send off those ignorant guys. Have a good trip. I'll send you any news about my junior sister at any time." After saying that, he turned around and turned towards the sound of drums.
After flying hundreds of feet in the direction she came from, she paused again, turned around, waved to Su Jingyuan, and smiled: "You can come anytime if you want to drink noodle soup!"
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Everyone separated and took his disciples to visit several major Tiansongs. Su Jing led people back to the sect. During the flight, the three corpses hardly stopped for a moment. They chatted and talked endlessly. I don’t know who took the lead in bringing up the new things in the past few decades.
The Jinxiu family kept challenging the famous sects, causing trouble for everyone. Su Jing suddenly had a thought in his mind and found an excuse, saying that he hadn't seen the third grandpa for a long time. He took out some gifts from his bag and asked the three corpses to help him run away.
A trip to the Heavenly End to Xie Lou, to visit the third grandpa, and to pay tribute to Su Jing.
The third grandpa is rich and powerful, so if Su Jing goes over politely, he will definitely come back with a big gift, and he will be rewarded by heaven and earth with endless delicacies, beautiful women, and treasures. The three corpses naturally agree to such a good job and go happily.
After pushing away the three idiots, Su Jing took out the Zixiao Painted Skin and said to the four disciples around him: "Each of you can choose one, wear it and come with me to walk around below."
Chen Jing was curious: "What is Master taking us to do?"
Sun Xijia narrowed her eyes: "I still have to wear painted skin...could it be that I want to do bad things?!" The little girl spoke freely, and when it came to "doing bad things", Sun Xijia was so happy that there were no words to describe her.
"That's nonsense. Li Shan, Wushuang is a righteous Heavenly Sect, and will never do evil! As a teacher, I want to see how your swordsmanship is going." Su Jing replied with a smile.
It's midsummer, it's June 27th.
Nerowu and Lishan are 9,300 miles apart. Su Jing and his four junior disciples walked away for almost two months. It was already the end of August when they returned to Lishan... .
Remove the painting and enter the mountain gate. First, go to Xingfeng where Lin Qingpan is to meet his senior brother.
Lin Qingpan is really leisurely. No one is at Xingfeng. He goes fishing in a pool deep in the mountains. He sets up a small fire next to him. He grills the fish he catches and then goes fishing after eating. Next to the fire Of the two wine bottles, one was empty and the other had just been opened. When Su Jing and the four juniors arrived, Lin Qingpan had just caught a big fish and was wiping the fish scales with his sleeves rolled up.
Seeing his junior brother coming, Lin Qingpan waved from a distance and said with a smile: "I came at the right time. I am really a lucky person."
There is a joke in the practice: face northwest and open your mouth. It means that if you drink the northwest wind, your meal will be ready. People who are advanced in practice will exhale spiritual energy and merge with the universe. They no longer need food and drink. Occasionally, they may pick a drop of summer nectar when they feel like it. Dew, take a piece of green tea and put it into your mouth to taste the taste, it's just second to none. A master who understands the Great Freedom Question grills fish for himself, which is probably a rare sight in a thousand years.
Coming closer, the four juniors called Lin Qingpan a greeting, and Su Jing also bowed and said with a smile: "Senior brother, are you... grilling fish to gain enlightenment?"
Lin Qingpan laughed out loud: "I'm so greedy!" After a short while, the big fish was cleaned up and grilled on the fire. The senior brother continued: "I don't know what happened recently. There is always no taste in my mouth. Suddenly I thought When I was little, my senior brother always took me here to catch fish and bake it, and when I got hungry, I came here."
Where can I be greedy?
Even if you are really hungry, why bother catching fish and grilling it yourself?
The reason for reliving the little fun I had when I first started to join the sect is that - everyone is gone, and only myself is left. And the day when Shen He leaves the seclusion is approaching, and the last 'self' is about to go down the mountain, will he come back again? Lin Qingpan himself didn't know.
Su Jing could probably understand his senior brother's state of mind, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only say vaguely: "Senior brother is so interested."
"It can't compare to the interest of the masters of the Shadowless Sword Sect." Lin Qingpan responded with a strange saying.
The four disciples behind Su Jing all looked surprised, but Su Jing was not surprised at all: "Senior brother, I know."
"An old man and four little kids marched nine thousand miles from north to south. Along the way, any new cultivators would come to challenge them, and they would pick forty-three cases in a row...especially a four- or five-year-old with a red headband and slanted eyes. Girl, if you hit someone, you will hit him in the face. Whenever she goes out to fight, the opponent will not be seriously injured if he loses, but his face will be caught and turned into a melon... In just two months, the Shadowless Sword Sect The reputation is rising and the limelight is fierce."
Senior Brother Lin laughed while talking, and Su Jing also laughed: "I advised Sun Xijia not to dress up like a girl with slanted eyes. It looks too awkward, but the girl likes it."
"Who is pretending to be a cripple?" Lin Qingpan asked.
"Uncle Qi, this disciple is naughty." Chen Jing, the female disciple of Guangmingding True Successor, quickly stepped forward and knelt down to kowtow.
Sun Xijia hesitated for a moment and kowtowed along with him: "Disciple no longer pretends to squint."
Lin Qingpan laughed loudly and waved his hands: "Get up, stand aside and wait to eat fish!"
The children were naughty and acted weirdly. Compared to Su Jing, what was the naughtiness of the four juniors?
Huanghuang Tianzong, an expert with a sword that came out of Lishan, acted as the head of the sect. The young master brought four little true disciples to fight them all the way from north to south. When he saw the newly promoted sect, he went to destroy their prestige...
Just because newcomers have always come to Lishan to challenge themselves in the past few decades. This is such an open mind.
"When new people enter the practice, they suddenly gain great power and have no famous teacher to guide them, they will inevitably feel impetuous. It is not a bad thing to frustrate their energy at this time." Lin Qingpan gave Su Jing a good excuse, laughed for a while, and spoke again.
The question is confusing: "How?"
How? How about what? There are only two aspects: how about our disciples, and how about the sect being challenged.
The arrival of the great spiritual energy tide has only happened in the past few decades. Even if those newly promoted sects have the opportunity to pick up good fortune, how advanced can they achieve in such a short period of time? How can they compare with the four talents of fairies and Wushuang Xika?
He had to work hard, get guidance from famous teachers, and practice the Dharma firmly, and he would be invincible along the way. However, there were a few sects that impressed Su Jing deeply.
Sharp and quite unique.
After briefly describing the challenges along the way, Su Jing finally said: "Under the great tide, there are many people who have become enlightened, and there are many surprising people and amazing skills among them. However, the time is still short and the fire is shallow. Given time, it may become a phenomenon."
Lin Qingpan listened to the story and nodded without comment. He took out two jade slips from his sleeves and handed them to Su Jing.
Understand, there is nothing to say at all; what is recorded in the last jade slip is what happened on the spiritual path recently, where new sects have risen, which old sect masters have recovered from injuries, etc. Most of them are not worth mentioning.
Mention, but there is one thing that interests Su Jingpo:
The three sects with unknown origins have swept through the new sects in recent months, challenging them one by one without ever losing.
The Shadowless Sword Sect has one old man, four young men, and five people. Among the four young men, there is one who has a slanted eye and the other who is lame;
In Youyun Taoist Temple, there is a single person, a middle-aged woman with a crown, her face is scorched;
The third sect claimed to be disciples of "Digging the Valley", and there were three of them: a maid in a red dress dressed as a pretty woman, a dwarf dressed as a housekeeper holding a copper basin, and a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The first two were slaves and never took action.
The young man took action.
Su Jing was a little surprised that there was someone doing the same thing as him: "It must be a disciple of the sect in disguise. What's the origin?"
Lin Qingpan shook his head: "I don't know, they all come and go without a trace, and they are still being investigated, especially the third sect... Unlike you, and the Wandering Cloud Lady Crown, the disciples who dig the valley are asking for swords,
It will also cost lives. After three people come to the door, if the other party accepts the challenge, then only the one who accepts the challenge will be killed; if he refuses to accept the challenge, the younger generation will break through the seal guard with one sword and kill the entire sect!"
Such an approach was by no means a righteous person, but Su Jing really had never thought of Ye Fei. With Ye Fei's skills, there was no need to go to those small sects to test swords.
"Come on, come on, let's eat fish." As he spoke, the kung fu fish was grilled, and Senior Brother Lin greeted him warmly.
Needless to say, senior brother's practice and swordsmanship, but what about his craftsmanship... Su Jing couldn't bear to eat it after taking a bite. However, senior brother greeted him diligently, and it would make him look bad if he didn't eat. Su Jing praised him first.
"It's delicious." Then he turned around and asked Si Xiao: "What do you think? Is it still delicious?"
The fourth child is not the third corpse. How dare he say no? They all nodded and praised the younger generation. Su Jing cared for the younger generation: "If you like to eat, eat more! I will give you my share. Go and thank the master." (To be continued.)