On an equal footing with the villains

Chapter 492 Extra Story [-]: Stop Leaf
When Qingqi and Qingyuan received Master's message, they rushed over immediately, "Master, what do you want from us?"

"Go to the Treasure Pavilion and get the Starlight Box."

"Yes."

The two disciples gave the master the high-grade spiritual weapon, and heard the master let them leave.

Qing Yuan stopped halfway.Looking at Qing Qi curiously, "Master, isn't he going to incinerate the corpse of that big devil? Why do you want to take the star box all of a sudden?"

"How would I know?" Qing Qi glanced at him, "Let's go, that's the master's business."

"Aren't you curious?" Qing Yuan grabbed the pillar and asked.

Qingqi was silent for a while, "Curious, but..."

"But what? But, since you're curious, stay and take a look."

After Qingyuan chicken thief finished speaking, he stayed behind the thick pillar and watched the master's meditation room quietly.

Not long after, the master appeared, and he walked in. In his hand was the starlight box, which seemed to contain something, and was held by the master like a treasure.

After a few breaths, the figure of the master disappeared.

Qing Yuan felt a little regretful, and Qing Qi pulled him over, "Let's go, I haven't finished memorizing the book yet."

In the meditation room, Qingzhi held the star box with both hands, put it on the table, raised his hand and twisted a corner of the bookshelf, and a dark box appeared.

Qing Zhi stood in front of the star box, raised his hand and slowly opened it.

Inside was a large white porcelain vase, sealed with something.

Qingzhi stared at the contents inside, stretched out his hand, and a piece of paper appeared in his palm.

There is a big "Qing" character written on the paper, and there seems to be another character in the corner of the paper.

He put the paper in and closed the lid.

This is Qing Zhi, the only thing he can do for him.

Qingzhi put the starlight box into the dark compartment, watched the dark compartment close, and fell into memory.
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In the tenth month of Yixin Year in the Nanzhou Continent, the autumn wind is bleak, and the dead leaves are blowing around with the wind. Looking around, it is very cool.

When Qingzhi saw a person lying in a piece of dry grass, he was on his way back to the Taoist temple with his master.

He called out, "Master."

The master turned the child over and checked the pulse gate. He wasn't dead yet, he must have passed out.

The master met his eyes and took the child back.

This year only sixteen.

The child brought back was not shy of strangers, but he was very vigilant. As long as someone approached, he would immediately open his eyes wide, bared his teeth, and pretended to be very difficult to provoke.

Qingzhi handed him a bowl of rice porridge, which contained side dishes he didn't know.

But very fragrant.

He hadn't eaten for several days, and he passed out from hunger.

He didn't dare to eat casually, he stared at the man in front of him vigilantly.

But the person in front of him was not afraid of him, instead he smiled, "Are you hungry, eat first."

The person in front of him was very good-looking, more beautiful than anyone he had ever seen, and he was also very good-looking when he smiled.

He didn't want to eat, but he was too hungry, so he quickly snatched it up, and finished a large bowl of porridge hungrily.

The boy in white asked with a smile, "Do you still want to drink?"

"want!"

On the second day, the conversation between the two was the same as yesterday.

It's been like this for a month.

It was another day like this, when Qing Zhi put away the bowl, seeing the child relaxed, he asked with a smile, "I don't know your name yet."

The child immediately opened his eyes wide, with a look of vigilance on his face, but he only hesitated for a while before saying, "I don't have a name."

In fact, there are.

Qingzhi's master had investigated, he was the young master of a wealthy family in Liancheng, the whole family died in an accident, and he was the only one who survived.

But he didn't want to say it, so Qing Zhi didn't ask, he said, "Then are you willing to stay in Xuanxing Gate?"

"What's that place?"

"It's here." Qing Zhi said, "If you enter the Xuanxing Gate, this is your home, and Master and I will protect you."

"Really?"

"real."

On the second day, the child entered the Xuanxing Sect, and the head of the sect gave him a name, Qing Ye.

He was ten years old that year, and he had just experienced the destruction of his family.

"Brother, when can we go to the city?"

It has been a year since Qing Ye entered Xuanxing Sect.

For a year, neither the master nor Qingzhi allowed him to leave the ten-mile range of the Taoist temple.

"I need to call you brother." Qingzhi corrected him tirelessly, "What do you want to do in the city?"

Qing Zhi put down the horoscope book and asked him.

Qing Ye sat on the floor with a brush in her hand, propped her chin with her hand, looked up at Qing Zhi, "I just want to see it, it's too boring."

Qing Zhi knew what he wanted to do.

He wants to take revenge.

Qing Ye told him that he saw who the person who ruined his family was.

"You can go when you finish memorizing the astrology book."

"Ah?" Qing Ye immediately refused, "Why? How hard is it to memorize? I haven't read all the words yet. If I want to memorize it, when will I get it?"

"So you have to pay attention to the class and don't be lazy."

Now there are only Qingzhi and Qingye in the Taoist temple, so Qingye's class is all about Qingzhi.

Qing Ye held her chin, "Brother, why are there so few people in the Taoist temple?"

"The Xuanxing Sect's books are obscure and difficult to understand, so the sect does not recruit many disciples. This year, I am the only one, and you are also included."

"Ah, it's just the two of us."

No wonder there are so few.

After the master went out to work, the Taoist temple became even more deserted.

"That's right." Qingzhi flicked his forehead, "So you have to study quickly, and don't go out of the mountain gate and don't understand anything."

"As long as you learn it, you can go out?"

"Ah."

Because of this, Qing Ye studied hard.

Qing Ye was originally a very smart person. He didn't focus on his studies this year because he had hatred in his heart.

"Brother, I memorized the astrology booklet completely." Qing Ye, 12 years old, ran up to Qingzhi holding the astrology booklet, looking at him with bright eyes, expectant in his eyes.

Qingzhi laughed, "It took a year to memorize it, are you still proud?"

"Then I'll memorize it too." Qing Ye looked at Qing Zhi expectantly, "Brother, can I go to the city now?"

Qing Zhi's smile remained unchanged, "Why do you want to go to the city?"

"I just want to go."

"Don't tell me why? I won't let you go."

Qing Ye frowned, "Brother, you promised me."

"I let you learn the knowledge of Xuanxingmen, not just memorizing the astrology book."

Qing Ye frowned and looked at Qing Zhi, seeing his unyielding eyes, angrily threw the astrology book on the ground, "Brother, you lied to me!"

Qing Zhi paused, put down the book, picked up the horoscope book, and looked at Qing Ye without the slightest annoyance, "Tell me, what do you want to do."

Qing Ye's grievance welled up in Shang Qingzhi's warm eyes, "Brother, I want to take revenge!"

Tears rushed out all of a sudden, and couldn't stop.

Qingzhi pulled him in front of him, "How do you plan to take revenge? Tell me, what level of cultivation are you now?"

"One...first order..."

"Then tell me, how high is your enemy's cultivation?"

"No...I don't know..."

(End of this chapter)