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"Just like you, you still expect Elder Lu to give you a little trouble? Don't be naive! What are you talking about a genius with a single spiritual root? It's ridiculous. Before you, with this crazy person with this name, the grass grows in the place where the corpse is buried." It's up to the waist!"

"A girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth!"

"It's time to teach her a lesson!"

"Well said!"

"..."

When Zhong Liqing left alone to chase after Lu Xianrou, perhaps none of her disciples noticed this, but none of them had the guts of Zhong Liqing to think that she would really dare to stop Lu Xianrou and make such an exaggerated request.

Of course, being rejected was also to be expected—would Elder Lu still agree?

The few disciples who jumped out to taunt Zhong Liqing were unwilling to admit it. For a moment, they really thought that Lu Xianrou would agree - after all, at that time, Elder Lu was very pleased with her expression, and seemed to be quite happy with her. For appreciation.

Now it seems that they are worrying too much.

What kind of person is Elder Lu?He is also known to be modest and kind, and he is the most lenient towards his disciples, not to mention being rude, even if he makes some small mistakes, he will not be held accountable easily.

But Elder Lu didn't pursue it, and their seniors couldn't allow this ignorant and rude girl to corrupt Qingyun Academy's rules—these disciples could more or less see the calm appearance of Zhong Liqing and Lu Xianrou when they confronted each other, and even more so Ruoyou felt Liqing's sword force for a few minutes, and was affected by her sword intent, and her mood was extremely impetuous. You blamed and provoked each other with each sentence, and unexpectedly, you unanimously vented your anger on the newly entered courtyard On Zhong Liqing.

Zhong Liqing is the genius with a single spiritual root of the fire element that Zheng Guanghe had his eyes on, but except for Xie Zhi who heard some of it during the introduction, it was not known to all the disciples.

And neither she nor Zhong Liqing are gossips, nor are they impatient enough to make troubles in the city, and everyone knows it, so these provocative disciples are also jealous of her interaction with Lu Xianrou, and believe that she will use any means to get close to the elder , in order to seek a higher position - if they knew that Zhong Liqing was also valued by Zheng Guanghe, they would probably be more jealous, but they would not use such low-level methods to warn her.

Facing a group of foundation-building disciples whose cultivation base was much higher than hers, Zhong Liqing, who had just established her foundation, naturally would not choose to confront head-to-head; and because her confrontation with Lu Xianrou just now had attracted the envy of most people, even if these swords Most of the cultivators are free-spirited and disdain to make trouble in secret, but if they don't have any friendship with her, they will not stand up and speak for her, and they will not be like Tang Yuan, who is indiscriminate and indiscriminate. To protect her.

In fact, this is the normal state, and it is also a scene Zhong Liqing is familiar with - bullying and neglect, jealousy and fighting, this is the cruelest truth in the cultivation world.

Letting them fold her mahogany sword in two, Zhong Liqing always stood aside with her hands behind her back, neither angry nor sad, and let them do whatever she wanted, only staring at them quietly with a pair of black and white eyes, calm Terrible.

The leader was stunned by her gaze, his back seemed to be covered with bugs, his whole body was numb, he reacted after a jolt, and suddenly felt that he had done too much.

The out-of-control emotions came back all of a sudden, he threw away the broken wooden sword embarrassingly, coughed, and said to the disciples who were still glaring at Zhong Liqing angrily and threatened: "Forget it, because she is young and ignorant, she will not Don't bother with her anymore, let's go, don't bother with her anymore, cultivation comes first."

After he woke up, those disciples seemed to have come to their senses, and they looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they never expected that he would vent their anger on a new disciple like this.

After being greeted by him, he walked away as if he had found a step.

Other spectators also left the lecture hall one after another, and after a while, they all left, leaving only Zhong Liqing standing outside the courtyard alone, with a broken wooden sword at his feet.

"Senior, senior, your sword..." The handyman in charge of sweeping is just a young man in the Qi refining period, with ordinary aptitude, lucky enough to get an errand in Qingyunyuan—although it's just a handyman, it's better than I don't know how much.

It's just that in front of these Tsing Yi disciples, he was still obedient, afraid of offending these seniors, when he was about to muster up the courage to pick up the broken sword and hand it back, he was really worried to the extreme.

"Thank you." Zhong Liqing had no intention of venting her anger at him, took the two broken swords that he respectfully handed over, glued them together with her spiritual power, turned around and left Qingyun Courtyard.

Although it was impossible to return to the original state, it was barely enough... Sighing, she jumped onto the flying sword and flew towards Hanmei Peak slowly.

——Today is already the seventh day of the promise.

Just now those disciples tried to break her sword recklessly, it's not that she wasn't angry, and it wasn't that she didn't want to kill them all - even if she had to pay a huge price, how could she not do anything to them?

It's just that when the violent thought came up, she looked down and calmed down - this was in Chonghua, and Lu Xianrou had just left not long ago, so she couldn't tolerate her presumptuousness.

……not worth it.

Besides, there was something wrong with the expressions of these disciples.

While controlling the wooden sword to fly tremblingly, Zhong Liqing concentrated on recalling the appearance of those disciples: his eyes were dull, his eyes were dull, but his veins were slightly protruding, his heart was beating rapidly, as if he had been injected with adrenaline... so excited extraordinary.

So, what is it that affects these people?

She thought about it for a while, and finally suppressed the hostility, and decided to put these inexplicable frictions aside, and focus on cultivation... However, this sword seems to be useless.

As soon as Hanmei Peak arrived, Zhong Liqing landed on the ground, and frowned - the mahogany sword in her hand was originally glued together by spiritual power, but after she flew with the sword, there were signs of breaking again, fearing that it might be broken again. After tossing for a while, it had to be broken into two pieces again.

Although there are some handy weapons in her Qiankun bag, they are just the rules of the Chonghua Sword Sect: before forming an alchemy, one is not allowed to leave the sect and go down the mountain, let alone use weapons other than the peach wood sword without authorization.

This is to sharpen the disciple's way of swordsmanship, and also to prevent the disciple from being unstable in his Daoist mind, losing his sense of control, killing each other in the same sect, and making irreparable mistakes.

——Although sometimes, even if it is just a mahogany sword, the condensed sharp sword energy can still kill people.

Using spiritual power to repair the mahogany sword in her hand again, and spending several times more spiritual power to strengthen it, Zhong Liqing shook her wrist lightly, recalling the star picking sword technique demonstrated by Lu Xianrou before. He practiced exactly, but compared to the stretched passive defense just now, he now swings the sword freely and freely; the look on his face also changed from the jerky hesitation when he recalled it to a smile, and he even abandoned the sword due to excitement With this move, he poured spiritual power into the sword, and slashed towards the nearest plum tree.

The expected beautiful scene of falling plum blossoms did not appear, but the sword energy that was swung out was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any waves, and the plum tree did not even shake at all, as if silently mocking Zhong Liqing.

Just as he was in doubt, he heard a lingling female voice sneer and said: "I haven't seen you for a few days, but I've become more relaxed, and I've learned to vent my anger on trees."

Zhong Liqing's face turned red when she said that, she quickly drew back her sword and stepped back, bowed to the purple-robed man who was strolling over in an orderly manner, and repeatedly admitted her mistake: "What Senior Mu Ye said is true, this disciple knows his mistake."

"If your heart is not stable, your qi will not gather; if your heart is not calm, your qi will not express; if your heart is not sincere, your qi will not flow smoothly—if you can't calm down, how can you practice swordsmanship! Why don't you jump off this cold plum peak, It also saves me from ruining my plum blossoms, so I don't have to make people angry." This was the first time that Senior Mu Ye taught her, and his tone was unusually heavy—this made Zhong Liqing realize that the other party was really angry.

She couldn't help but panicked, but forced herself to calm down. She just put aside the broken sword in her hand, then knelt down in front of her, bowed upright, bowed her back deeply, and said sincerely: "Senior taught me a lesson. What's more, the disciple never dared again."

Going around her and walking straight to the stone table under the plum tree, the purple-robed man still kept a cold face and did not speak, at least the piercing chill on his body subsided a lot, Zhong Liqing knew: this senior who loves purple is actually She is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, as long as she admits her mistake so sincerely and pretends to be taught humbly, she will soften a bit.

——He is really a soft-hearted person.

Zhong Liqing walked up to her, and moved the sword to the side with a troubled expression, making sure to get her attention, and then said in a low voice: "Senior, my disciple has been disturbed by ordinary things recently, and my sword practice has always been difficult— —How to meditate? My disciple doesn’t understand, so please teach me.”

"You can't calm down when practicing swords. It's because you are stupid. Who is to blame?" Fishing, someone painting... and me, making alchemy."

Zhong Liqing heard that she was still patiently answering her own question even though she was slandering her with her mouth, she secretly smiled in her heart, but on her face she looked fearful and cautious: "So, senior, please teach me how to make alchemy."

"Heh, you're not my disciple. What should I do to teach you alchemy?" Zhong Liqing saw her eyebrows slightly raised, and she glanced at herself with her beautiful eyes. While saying the words of rejection, she took out a mouthful A tripod half as tall as a person.

"Senior taught me that it was the disciple who overstepped." Zhong Liqing managed to suppress the involuntary upward curve of her mouth, and lowered her head, not daring to let her see her strange expression.

"It's good if you know." Taking advantage of the situation, she said angrily, but those slender and white hands kept putting medicinal materials into the cauldron, and then made a magic formula - Zhong Liqing recognized this gesture, it was she who left Give yourself one of the ones in that fire control book.

Since the flame ignited, her expression became extremely focused, and the aura around her also changed suddenly. She was no longer lazy and unruly when talking to her, but she was rare and solemn. There is a sense of clarity and transparency, like orchids in the empty valley, like clean glass——I saw her clearly in my eyes, but my spiritual sense couldn't detect her, as if blocked by an invisible force, separated from the outside world Come.

This kind of mysterious feeling is different from Zhong Liqing's sense of detachment when using that special spiritual power to teleport, but it's all about indulging people's minds, and it can only be understood and unspeakably mysterious.

Seeing the purple-robed man swaying his hands, throwing materials into the cauldron from time to time, and constantly doing various complicated handprints to control the fire, it is dazzling - just watching from the sidelines makes people feel dizzy and mentally exhausted , not to mention how exhausting it is for those who practice alchemy in person.

Concentrating on alchemy in this way, without time to be distracted to think about other things, is indeed an excellent way to meditate.

However, Ben also claimed to have some alchemy talent, but if compared with Mu Ye's predecessors, Zhong Liqing suddenly felt that his self-righteous alchemy in the past was nothing but trickery and missed the point.

After more than half an hour had passed, the fire of the cauldron was stable, and the purple-robed man played the last spell, and let the cauldron maintain the temperature by itself, and then quietly restrained its spiritual power.

Opening his eyes, he looked at Zhong Liqing who had been silently stealing from the side, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

Seeing this, Zhong Liqing immediately handed over a cup of steaming tea graciously, lowered her eyebrows and said calmly: "Thank you for your hard work, senior, please drink tea."

Seeing that the purple-robed man just took the teacup and sniffed it lightly at the end of his nose, his willow eyebrows frowned slightly, as if aware of it, he quickly explained: "This tea is taken from the heart petals of the exquisite green calyx, and it is mixed with snow water from the top of the mountain. , the morning dew from the tip of the lotus, and added some wild berry pulp and honey from the Chilian Jade Hornet for flavoring, I don’t know if the seniors can use it?"

Looking at her expression, she seemed to hesitate, but she still frowned, and drank half a glass slowly.

Zhong Liqing heaved a sigh of relief, but she was a little bit disappointed in the end. She was thinking about not making up some messy fruit drinks on her own next time in order to please the senior—she didn't seem to like it—and was about to take it from her hand. After passing the teacup, unexpectedly the other party raised the cup and drank the rest in one gulp before returning it to her.

"...Senior?" Zhong Liqing blinked her eyes and asked puzzled-is this satisfactory or not?

The latter suddenly turned his face away, touched the mahogany sword resting in a conspicuous place with his fingertips, and instantly restored the broken sword to its original state, and then flicked his sleeves, his figure was plunged into a misty white mist and gradually disappeared. There was only one faint whisper left: "Next time, put more fruit pulp, made from amethyst bodhi fruit."

Caressing the mahogany sword that seemed lighter and stronger than before, Zhong Liqing slightly raised the corners of her mouth: "...OK."

The author has something to say: To evaluate this senior in one sentence, the popular sentences in different eras are as follows——

20 years ago: This is a female classmate with an accent.

Ten years ago: This is a female classmate with a story.

Now: This is a schoolgirl of color.

Today, this female classmate is purple, probably tomorrow, she will be yellow ╮(╯_╰)╭

I'm just talking casually, don't take it seriously hahahaha~~

I went to see Beauty and the Beast today... Emma is so handsome and beautiful, I want to marry! 360-degree explosive nympho O(∩_∩)O

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