[Prehistoric Fengshen] Explaining the daily life of the teaching group

It has been a hundred years since Qingjing woke up. Ever since she came to this prehistoric land, she has always been in fear, afraid of following the general trend of heaven, the decline of the three religions, the prosperity of the West, and the teacher's seclusion for 33 days, feeling sad.

I was also afraid that the teacher would find out that I liked the teacher, and let the teacher slap me to death.These two things have almost become her inner demons, and when she is in a trance, her heart is naturally influenced by these two things, and she is obsessed with obsession and surrounded by demonic energy.

Qing Jing spent a hundred years in the lotus root of Jingshiqinglian to purify the devil energy and regain her sanity.She opened her eyes and saw herself sitting in the lotus root of the Pure World Green Lotus, thinking that Master had saved her, and her heart was filled with sweetness.

Stretching out his hand to brush away the lotus root, he walked out from the green lotus in the world, but it was not Yuxu Palace, but Biyou Palace that came into view.Sitting on the cloud bed in the main hall of Biyou Palace is a handsome young man, who is her little uncle, Master Tongtian.

Qingjing was slightly taken aback, although she didn't understand why she was in Biyou Palace, she still went up to salute respectfully: "Disciple Qingjing pays homage to Shishu, Shishu's longevity is boundless."

Master Tongtian opened his eyes slowly, looking at the pure eyes with complicated eyes, after a long silence, he said: "It's good to wake up, and you can stay in this Biyou Palace to practice in the future."

Qing Jing looked up at Master Tongtian in astonishment, she didn't understand why the uncle would say such a thing, and then stay in this Biyou Palace to practice in the future?Shouldn't she be practicing in Yuxu Palace?

She leaned down and bowed, puzzled: "I don't know why my uncle let my disciple stay in Biyou Palace? I haven't seen my teacher for a long time, and I want to go back to Yuxu Palace to meet my teacher."

Master Tongtian lowered his eyes to remove the complexities in his eyes, and sighed: "Second brother has an order. From now on, you are not allowed to enter Kunlun Mountain for half a step without an order, otherwise you will be expelled from the sect."

Qing Jing raised her head sharply, her eyes as deep as lake water were full of disbelief, and she cried out: "How is it possible? How could the teacher not let me enter Kunlun Mountain? I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

Qingjing quickly searched the memories of her previous life. According to the records of Fengshen Yanyi, although the Yuan* sage was strict with his disciples, he never gave orders not to let his disciples go to Kunlun Mountain.

Even depending on how much the teacher likes me, it is absolutely impossible to give such an order!

She stood up suddenly, her eyes were already red, and she lost focus long ago, and said to the leader of Tongtian who was sitting above her: "I don't believe it, I'm going to see the teacher, I'm going to see the teacher..."

Master Tongtian looked at the delirious little nephew below, and he couldn't help but believe what he said that day. He didn't really believe what the little nephew said that day when he was in a rage, and he even felt that the liking in her mouth was not true. The kind of liking they thought.

But except for the woman who looked like she was waiting to see a good show, no one dared to ask Qing Jing what kind of liking she was talking about.Without asking, she could still say that this liking was just the disciple's liking for the master, but if she asked, she replied that it was the love between men and women, then there was no way out.

At any rate, this little nephew grew up under his own watch. He knew that with the cold-hearted temperament of the second brother, if Qing Jing really had a heart of blasphemy, he was afraid that the only end would be to turn into ashes.

He couldn't bear Qing Jing's fate, so he brought Qing Jing back to Biyou Palace.As expected, after a hundred years, the second elder brother returned to Yuxu Palace, and the first order he issued was not to allow Qingjing to go to Kunlun Mountain again.

After Qingjing drove the cloud out of Biyou Palace, Master Tongtian couldn't bear it, and followed her out of Biyou Palace, watching her go all the way towards Kunlun Mountain.

Qingjing doesn’t believe that the teacher who has always loved her will order her not to go to Kunlun Mountain again. Even if it is really an order from the teacher, she still has to listen to the teacher to explain why.

Why are you so cruel?Why don't you let yourself go to Kunlun Mountain again?Isn't he his favorite disciple?What did I do wrong to make the teacher hate me so much?

As soon as Qingjing went up to Kunlun Mountain, the Yuan* sage on the cloud bed in Yuxu Palace felt it. He opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of complicated emotions. To face, what kind of feelings does my little disciple have towards me?

With his temperament, if a young disciple dared to have a blasphemy against him, he would definitely clean up the door with his own hands.But that was the disciple he had raised for a hundred years with his own hands. He didn't know whether he could be so cruel after he had determined the little disciple's mind.

That being the case, it is better not to face it, not to know the truth.At least temporarily, he didn't want to face it.

When Qing Jing knelt at the gate of Yuxu Palace and begged to see her master, Yuan* directly opened her mouth and went outside to say that she hadn't seen her.Listening to the familiar voice, Qing Jing's face was full of disbelief.

Relying on Li Yuan*'s doting, she stood up straight away and was about to push open the gate of Yuxu Palace and forcefully break into Yuxu Palace.But since Yuan* didn't want to face it, how could she force her to barge in, and with a wave of her hand, put a ban on the gate.

Qing Jing pushed the door open, was forbidden to backlash, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and a pair of hands that were as white and tender as suet jade were also dripping with blood.She looked at the prohibition on the door, a soreness welled up in her chest, and tears fell from her eyes.

Yuxu Palace has always allowed her to come and go, she broke into a big thing, and the teacher was not willing to hurt her, but now she has set up such a ban on physical body, soul and soul, so she has to retreat?

There was a chill in Qing Jing's heart, she didn't believe that the terrific teacher who would feel distressed even if she scratched a layer of oily skin on her hands would watch her continue to self-mutilate, but would not remove the restraint.

Qing Jing bit her lip, her eyes were full of determination, and once again she used her spiritual power to strike towards the gate of Yuxu Palace...