Gu Meizhi

Mei Qingjian thought for a moment, how to address him.

12 years is not long, but for ordinary people, it is enough to make a child grow into an adult.But for those cultivators like them, it's just a flick of a finger.

Mei Qing gradually considers herself not a saint, recalling many past events in her youth, she is still far from being relieved.Just as Ling Yu was standing in front of him at this moment, he couldn't help but feel the smell of blood like rust rising in his chest.

However, remembering that there were two silly little disciples watching behind him, he didn't want to get entangled here, bowed slightly, and called Senior Brother Sheng Ling coldly.

Ling Yu's expression was a little bit complicated, and he lowered his eyes to return the salute, but he still didn't lose his sense of tuo.

"When did you go back to the mountain?"

"I just returned last night."

"Can you live safely?"

"Everything is fine."

The two of them asked and answered, but the two young disciples who were left out were terrified, and for a moment they forgot the previous tension, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

In these few words between Ling Yu and Mei Qingjian, neither any closeness nor strangeness can be heard. If they are really old acquaintances of the teacher—— Wei Di looked at Ling Yu cautiously, and looked at Ling Yu carefully. do not know what to do.

Ling Yu didn't notice anything.He was looking at Mei Qingjian intently, the young man in front of him had changed a lot, his figure was tall and straight, he didn't smile.Just raising the head and lowering the eyes, there is also a cool demeanor that rejects people thousands of miles away.

If it weren't for his white hair and white eyes, which are different from ordinary people, just looking at his appearance and temperament, he would be completely different from the sick and weak children back then.

When old friends reunited, apart from accidents, Ling Yu suddenly had a double surprise for no reason.It was too late for him to think about where this surprise came from, and Mei Qingjian had already opened his mouth.

"Qingjian left the mountain with his master for 12 years. It is reasonable to not interfere in the internal affairs of the master of Si Jian's lineage. I just don't understand. Among the more than a hundred rules of the Kunlun sect, why does this one force disciples to bind themselves with iron chains and carry weights up the cliff? Please ask Senior Brother Ling to explain the rules."

Only then did Ling Yu come back to his senses.He had already seen the situation here clearly, and it took only a moment for him to decide to plan, so he immediately scowled and scolded Wei Di: "I still want to ask you, you still don't stop after eating the bear's heart and leopard's guts!

"It's rare for Elder Tianji's lineage to return to the mountain, and it's a scandal like yours that is an eyesore. Once you make trouble in front of the master master, the face of the master will teach you to be clean!"

Wei Di was so scolded that he bowed his head, and hastily stepped forward to untie the iron chain with his technique.Mei Qingjian watched coldly, but said nothing.Ling Yu's words sounded reprimanded every word, but all of them were secretly separated from each other.

Although Mei Qingjian's master, Elder Tianji, is in charge of the Kunlun sect, but when it comes to his background, he is not from the Kunlun sect, but a casual cultivator from outside the world.Ling Yu called him "Elder" instead of "Master Uncle", clearly intending to exclude Mei Qingjian from the gate wall.

Mei Qingjian watched the ashen-faced little disciple slap snow foam off his body, stumbled to his feet, and asked calmly, "What's your name?"

The child flinched, obviously afraid of all the senior brothers.He didn't dare to look up, so he stared at his dusty shoe upper, "Bo... Bo Jiu."

The Kunlun Peak was covered with snow, but he only wore a pair of ordinary cloth shoes, the uppers of which had already been soaked in snow.Thinking about it, most of the peasant children from such poor backgrounds do not have proper first and last names, and only rely on their parents to mix them up according to their ranks.

Mei Qingjian picked up a formula at random to get rid of the wetness and coldness of his feet, and then asked, "Which peak is under the gate?"

Bo Jiu watched his movements with wide eyes, and hurriedly replied in a low voice, "Disciple...the disciple is still there, and he is studying in Jixia Academy."

Mei Qing gradually understood.At the foot of Tianfu Peak is the Jixia Academy, which was modeled on the one built in Linzi City, the capital of Qi in ancient times, to teach young Kunlun disciples the most basic knowledge of swordsmanship, scriptures, alchemy, formations, etc.

In addition to the inner disciples of various peaks who have worshiped their masters, there are still a group of outer disciples studying here.

The academy conducts a public evaluation every three years, and the elders of each peak select the ones they like from the outer disciples to be included in the gate wall.If for three years, three years and three years, he never got the favor of the elders, and passed the age of weak crown, he had no choice but to go down the mountain and leave Kunlun.

The journey of cultivating Taoism is against the sky, and there are few people who can truly enter Taoism from casual cultivation, throughout the ages.If there is no teacher to guide, how can I walk this long road of cultivating immortals by myself?

Therefore, the outer disciples in the academy are all in danger, and there are probably not a few children who are bullied by inner disciples like Bo Jiu.

Mei Qingjian also studied in Jixia Academy in his early years, so he knows the way of it very well.He was slightly lost in thought for a while, and asked, "Have any new apricots grown in the apricot grove in the southern suburb of the academy?"

Bo Jiu replied ignorantly: "Yes, this year's apricots are very sweet."

Ling Yu frowned frequently as he listened.

He came here to look for Wei Di because his master had some important business to discuss. Although it was an accident to meet Mei Qingjian again, he totally disdained this timid outer disciple.It's so easy to be patient to hear this, but I still listen to them talking about the details of apricots and plums, and immediately said in a deep voice:

"Junior Brother Mei, the resurgence of Great Wilderness shocked Kunlun. Elder Tianji returned to the mountain to help at a critical moment. Ling Yu thanked you on behalf of Tianshu Peak. All the teachers are discussing matters at Tianfu Peak today, why don't you go and listen together? "

Mei Qing gradually said calmly, "Naturally, I should see the head of the sect later. But I came here to Seven Kills Cliff to visit Xiao Ru's grave."

The voice fell to the ground, and the surroundings fell silent for no reason.

Ling Yu's face was not very good-looking, but the two young disciples looked at each other, but they both looked surprised.They had never heard of the word "貜RU", nor had they seen any tombstones on the Qisha Cliff.

But seeing Mei Qingjian raised his hand to take Bo Jiu in his arms, wielding a formula to control his sword, and led him lightly to the bottom of the cliff, Ling Yu and Wei Di followed closely behind.

In a remote corner at the bottom of Qisha Cliff, there is a snowdrift, which is made up of rocks and soil, and has been half buried by snow over the years.Mei Qingjian did not use spells, but leaned over and brushed away the thick snow-covered tomb with her hands, revealing a small piece of wooden sign.

It has been battered by wind and snow for more than ten years, so it should have been dilapidated long ago, but perhaps with the blessing of magic, it can be seen that the neat and immature handwriting on the broken wooden sign is from the hand of a child, and it says "貜如zhi tomb".

Only now did Ling Yu show a bit of embarrassment.He said in a low voice, "I was young and ignorant at that time, Junior Brother Mei, don't take it to heart."

Mei Qingjian remained silent.He bowed a half salute in front of the tomb, staring at the tombstone written by himself at that time.The familiar smell of rust surged into his chest again, and he felt a dull pain in his skull.

Twelve years ago, when he woke up at the bottom of the Qisha Cliff with a splitting headache, his body was covered in blood and flesh, and even the movement of his fingers felt extremely heavy.There was no one around him, only a blood-stained beast.

Its body is as white as jade, its shape is like a deer with a white tail, and its horse foot has four horns.

The scorpion that Mei Qingjian met was young and escaped from the formation of the Great Desolation Abyss. Its mana was almost shattered. Unexpectedly, it crashed into the Jixia Academy and was attacked by Ling Yu as the leader. A group of Kunlun disciples played and bullied him in every possible way, and all their white fur was pulled out, and they had no power to resist.

Mei Qingjian only needed to close her eyes, as if she could hear its mournful cry, it was so miserable.

"Although I don't take it to heart, Bi Ru has to take it to heart."

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