From a scholar to a villain, I was a good person at the beginning

"He... Wang Zhengfeng he..."

The disciple who was asked the question directly hesitated and answered vaguely, as if he was worried about something.

"Where is he?" Jiang Zheng frowned, his tone became low and a little impatient.

"He went down the mountain a few days ago, and then..." The man hesitated for a moment and said through gritted teeth, "He never came back. Some people said that he gave up cultivating immortals and secretly ran back home."

"Go home?" Jiang Zheng was surprised and asked again: "When?"

"It was quite a long time," he recalled, and suddenly thought of something, "Oh, by the way, a few days ago, a senior from the Contribution Hall came to see Wang Zhengfeng, but he was not there at that time. He happened to leave that day."

"Well, you all should go away."

Jiang Zheng nodded, dismissed everyone, and then seemed to be thinking about something.

It seems that Wang Zhengfeng just missed his appointment. Although he said that he would let the other party take over temporarily, as long as he took care of the affairs of these menial disciples conscientiously, he could take over for the rest of his life. Unexpectedly, he escaped early.

"Well, everyone has their own aspirations," Jiang Zheng said, and suddenly felt a little emotional.

"In fact, it's not bad to live a peaceful life in the mortal world. If I had known that this so-called fairy mountain was like this, I probably wouldn't have wanted to go through this. Maybe I could become a teacher in the future, or seek an official position in the mortal dynasty, and then marry Mu Xi as my wife...

But then again, Muxi has a top-grade spiritual root, so he is destined to be extraordinary. Sigh... What a terrible world!"

After a brief sigh of emotion, Jiang Zheng patted Jin Ling's head and signaled it to set off.

Jin Ling nodded obediently, then soared into the sky and flew towards the top of the mountain.

Jiang Zheng stood on Jin Ling's broad back, turned around and took a last look at the houses below him, thinking that he would never come here again.

Since Wang Zhengfeng escaped, he had no way to leave any means for the menial disciples to intimidate the outer disciples. If those outer disciples bullied him again in the future, he would be helpless.

He will leave here eventually. His goal is the Shencang Realm, a wider world. This place is too small.

Before preparing to go into seclusion, Jiang Zheng looked around and heard that it seemed that an elder had passed away, but it had nothing to do with him, so he didn't ask about it.

He went to visit Song Yan again and used spirit stones to exchange some pills for Jin Ling.

When Song Yan saw Jin Ling, the love and surprise she showed far exceeded Jiang Zheng's expectations, and he even gave her a few more pills.

Jiang Zheng’s last stop was the Punishment Hall. He had never been there since taking office, which was considered a serious dereliction of duty.

After learning more about it, it became clear that the seemingly idle Law Enforcement Hall is actually the most dangerous and busiest.

There are a total of sixteen groups in the Law Enforcement Hall, and each group is composed of ten disciples above the fifth level of Qi Refining.

He is specifically responsible for patrolling the territory of Lingxi Sect, killing evil spirits, and protecting the mortal dynasty and people.

Jiang Zheng's hometown, Huya Village, is also under the jurisdiction of Lingxi Sect. Jiang Zheng specifically asked the strongest group to take care of Huya Village.

After finishing the instructions, Jiang Zheng took Jin Ling back to the cave and prepared to go into seclusion.

…

If it weren't for the bright moon, Lingxi Mountain would be completely shrouded in darkness.

On the way down the mountain, a dark rectangular object was wriggling and slowly moving down the mountain.

"Don't worry, Grandpa. Qing'er remembers that you said you wanted to be buried next to the waterfall after you passed away. It doesn't matter if no one helps Qing'er. Qing'er will take Grandpa there herself..."

Meng Qingqing's thin body was not even half the size of the coffin. She was bent over with a hemp rope wrapped around her waist, which tied the coffin to her back.

With her fair and tender hands, she tightly grasped the rope and moved forward step by step with difficulty, carrying the coffin on her back. Fortunately, she had some cultivation to rely on, because if she were an ordinary woman, it would be impossible for her to carry such a heavy coffin down the mountain by herself.

But despite her cultivation, Meng Qingqing still had a hard time taking each step, and her body was shaky, as if she would be crushed by the coffin at any moment.

The physical body of a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage is very weak, and coupled with their low cultivation level, they are unable to use their spiritual energy to control such a huge object, so Meng Qingqing can only use this method.

In this way, she walked down the mountain step by step. The coffin on her back became heavier and heavier, and the hemp rope around her waist became tighter and tighter.

The hemp rope rubbed through the clothes and skin, cutting into the flesh inch by inch, and the blood dyed the hemp rope red.

So Meng Qingqing began to sob, and her tears fell to the ground, but her steps did not stop at all, but instead quickened.

She was afraid that she wouldn't make it to the end.

Quick, must be quick! Can't fall, absolutely can't fall!

She couldn't stop halfway because she knew where she wanted to go.

There is a secluded pond there, with gurgling springs and lush green grass. Every time the spring breeze blows, hundreds of flowers bloom.

She wanted to bury her grandfather there.

Buried in a place where flowers bloom every year.

In the dark night sky, several flying swords were quietly hanging in the air. In the darkness, several pairs of eyes were staring at the coffin that was struggling to move on the mountain road.

The looks were different, some were filled with hatred, some were passionate, and some were indifferent.

…

There was a banging sound coming from outside the stone chamber. It seemed that Jin Ling broke the table.

As soon as he entered the door, Jin Ling first broke the door frame and forced his way in. Jiang Zheng couldn't stop him, so he just let him do whatever he wanted. Anyway, he couldn't live here for much time, so he just didn't want to destroy the stone chamber.

There was another sound of breaking, but Jiang Zheng frowned, his mind was not on Jin Ling from the outer sect at all.

"To Elder Jiang, an elder passed away today. It was Elder Meng. Oh, I remember now. He had a granddaughter. I think her name was Meng Qingqing. I heard that she is now alone in the world..."

He recalled the news he heard in the Law Enforcement Hall during the day and was unable to concentrate on his practice.

I began to hesitate whether I should go and see Meng Qingqing. That girl was silly and quite pitiful.

Although he had not had much contact with her, after all, she called her "Master" for so many days and cleaned the yard every day. Jiang Zheng saw it all, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

For a moment, he really wanted to accept this disciple, but when he thought that he was about to leave Anzhou, he gave up the idea.

Speaking of which, that girl can be considered half his disciple.

Suddenly, Jiang Zheng remembered something again. Why did Meng Yangzi insist that Meng Qingqing worship him as her master?

He must have anticipated that he would soon pass away, and was worried about leaving Meng Qingqing alone.

But Meng Qingqing has reached the sixth level of Qi Refining after all. Even without Meng Yangzi as her support, it should not be a problem for her to survive in the sect.

Could it be... that he has some enemy? !

Meng Yangzi expected that after he passed away, these enemies would come to seek revenge!

Even if there are no enemies, there may be other dangers...

In this way, everything can be explained. Thinking of this, Jiang Zheng's face turned a little ugly.

"Haha, what are you going to do? Look at that girl?"

Just as he stood up, Kong Qing suddenly spoke in a mocking tone.

"It's her grandfather who died, not her. Why are you worried?"

"Kong Qing! How do you know what I'm thinking?!" Jiang Zheng was shocked. Kong Qing was like a worm in his stomach. He knew exactly what he was thinking.

At this moment he realized something and said in disbelief: "Can you spy on my thoughts?!"

"Hehe, don't forget, I am in your mind. I am you, but you are not me, hahahaha"

Kong Qing restrained his smile and said calmly, "Even if you are worried, don't go now. How can you go to look for someone's little girl in the middle of the night?"

“That’s… also true.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zheng sat down again.

But he made up his mind that no matter what, he would go and take a look tomorrow. If it was really as he guessed, he could help out and it would also be a way of understanding the relationship between master and disciple.

If you think too much, you can just concentrate on your retreat. After you completely leave Lingxi Sect, you will have nothing to do with this place anymore.

"Hehe..." Kong Qing smiled when he saw Jiang Zheng continue to sit down and practice, as if waiting for the show to begin.

Kong Qing's smile fell into Jiang Zheng's heart. He always felt that something was wrong. He always felt that when Kong Qing smiled, disaster would come.

"Forget it, I guess I'm just overthinking it. This guy looks like this when he laughs..."

I don’t know how long it took, Jiang Zheng was immersed in cultivation.

"Hahaha, kid, go check on your good disciple. If you don't go now, you probably won't see him again in this lifetime! Hehehe..."

Kong Qing spoke suddenly.

Jiang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, with rage in his eyes!

"Kong Qing! What did you do again?!"