Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Ji Yunlai looked at the phantom quietly, and watched the boy leave.

That was the him back then, seeking the Tao with all his heart, wanting to know the mysteries of this world, giving up the relatively peaceful life in this small town, leaving his hometown, and going to places thousands of miles away.

1000 years later, it is still the same as before.

He was silent for a long time, and finally walked into the house.

Countless phantoms walk in the yard.

That is the trace of the past.

Feng Qingxiu hesitated for a moment, then walked in, and also saw the phantom around him - he saw a beautiful and cute little master like a white dumpling, lying on the table to practice the formation, the formation was not very well drawn It looks good, an elegant and noble young man holds onto his hand and draws a clear outline stroke by stroke.

Oh my god, even though she knew there was something wrong with this ghost place, Feng Qingxiu was still smitten by that confident little master!

He also saw the little master practicing swords in the yard, the swords were taller than him!So cute!

After a while, he saw the white and soft master turned into an elegant young man, studying something with the young man named uncle.

After a while, I saw the young master fighting swords with several mighty youngsters of the same generation, or watching the growth of the grapes he planted in the corner, or reading a book on the tree, and then asked him to catch a bird that cicadas came down to raise for grandpa. children to eat.

It was dizzying for him to watch, but the most phantom of all kinds was the time with the young man whose master called him uncle.

Feng Qingxiu could feel how much the young master in the phantom relied on that uncle. He didn't see the master's parents. That uncle was the elder who raised him up. The master simply regarded him as his father. of.

There are phantoms everywhere, warm and lost. In this never-old house, the former people seem to be still there.

Feng Qingxiu looked at Shizun from time to time, Shizun seemed to be immersed in memories, his eyes were cold and silent, so he didn't dare to disturb her.

If he guessed correctly, this house is where the master was at that time, right?

After a long time, Ji Yunlai slowly raised his head and went to the lobby.

The empty main room only has a futon, an altar, and an unquenchable incense, enshrining hundreds of spiritual tablets.

The name on the spiritual tablet went from being familiar to being unfamiliar, and after a few generations, it stopped abruptly.

Ji Yunlai just looked at the two tablets placed together, and gave a low laugh.

Those are the two memorial tablets named "Ji Luo" and "Ji Qingrui". They are parents who died young that he has never seen before. On the first day he woke up in this world, what he saw was the one named Luo Qingxiao. Uncle, although he was confused before, he quickly accepted the reality - if it weren't for the fact that there was nothing to love, who would not want to live a second time.

But now that I see those two names, I really understand it completely.

He turned around and walked out of the main hall, walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down, beckoning to the disciples beside him.

Feng Qingxiu walked over solemnly, sat beside Master, skillfully took out the tea set, brewed it quickly, and gave Master tea.

Ji Yunlai picked up the tea bowl, smiled and looked at the phantoms around him, with an unpredictable expression, as if nostalgic for the past.

"Master, this..." Feng Qingxiu was a little uneasy, he didn't know what this meant to Master, but seeing that this house could exist intact for a thousand years, it was absolutely impossible if no one manipulated it.

"Xiaoqing, you are too impatient." Ji Yunlai patted his apprentice's head comfortingly, and said calmly, "Although there is no formation in this courtyard, have you noticed the back mountain?"

Only then did Feng Qingxiu frowned and looked at the strange mountain shape that looked like a human being. Just now, the master saw the strange mountain from a distance and chased after it.

But now he took a closer look, and suddenly found that, judging by the terrain, the house they are in now is in the palm of the strange humanoid mountain, so it's not that he didn't find the formation, but that the formation is too big and its effect is low. Too small, he didn't notice it for a while.

"When I was young, I went out to seek the Tao, but the place where I didn't seek the Tao was just under my feet. It's funny." Ji Yunlai laughed at himself slightly, took a sip of tea, and sighed authentically.Although it has all passed, but thinking that hundreds of years have been manipulated in such a way in the palm of one's hands, it is finally difficult to calm down.

Feng Qingxiu's heart was about to move, and she barely restrained the churning killing intent: "No matter who did it, he will pay the price!"

"Naturally." Ji Yunlai chuckled.

It's over, but the price paid is too high.

From what is known so far, the hatred between him and Li Xianjing is definitely due to the fuel of that "uncle" Luo Qingxiao.

Luo Qingxiao recruited his soul from the Styx River, put it into the body of a five-year-old child, and devoted himself to teaching him for another ten years-handwriting, hobbies, thoughts...

When he came to this world for the first time at that time, he naturally felt confused and fearful in his heart. It was this uncle who comforted him carefully, so he naturally regarded him as a close relative, respecting and loving him like a father.

Therefore, with both blood relationship and habits, it would be difficult for him not to like Luo Qingxiao.

Later, he established Kunlai in Central Continent, and accepted the reincarnated Li Xianjing as his apprentice—this was too much of a coincidence.

Li Xianjing, as the prince of Daxuan's subjugation, had a hatred with Luo Qingxiao for killing his father and destroying the country. If he really used some means to "confirm" that he was Luo Qingxiao's reincarnation, how could he leave any affection for someone in his heart? I am afraid that I will think that I have taken him as a disciple for another purpose. If I think about it further, as a prince who grew up in a conspiracy court, I am afraid that his fellow disciples will help him. What plot did he come up with.

Then, betrayal comes as a matter of course.

Just thinking about what he experienced back then made him shudder.

If he was just killed by his apprentice, he would certainly feel heartbroken and sad, but that's all. With his temperament back then, he would just accept his fate and die. After all, this world of practice is full of betrayal and killing, and he can only blame himself for being blind and naive.

But if because of an unwarranted "previous life" crime, implicating his disciples and relatives, he really doesn't know how he would have survived that kind of thing without going crazy.

They have grudges and grudges, can they drag so many innocent people to be buried with them?

Who do they owe?Who did you hurt?Who did you hurt?

Ji Yunlai held the tea bowl, the bowl was as thin as paper, as fragile as human life.

Feng Qingxiu's eyes were like falcons, and he scanned the surrounding mountain shapes. He was taught by Ji Yunlai in the formation, and he knew the operation of the formation in an instant, and he also knew the effect: "This formation does not hurt or trap people... ..."

"It wasn't for hurting people." Ji Yunlai chuckled, "He stayed here just to have a chance, to see if he could remind me of my love back then."

It's just Luo Qingxiao, when I repaid the debt because of you, you must have been watching from afar, right?

Then can you imagine that you and I will have today?

If you had taken action back then, even if you saved an innocent person?

None.

Then what face do you have to mention your love back then?

"Let's go," Ji Yunlai got up, "There's nothing to wait here."

"Yes!" Feng Qingxiu walked out with him.

Ji Yunlai didn't look back, but turned into a talisman and returned to his apprentice's chest.

The love back then was not fake.

But all along with those innocent lives, stay in the past time, never to be found again.

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Feng Qingxiu quickly returned to the beast cart.

What surprised him was that both Lin Yu and Zhao Hao were there! ?

"You didn't run away?" Feng Qingxiu was surprised, it's unbelievable that Zhao Hao would let go of such a good opportunity.

Zhao Hao looked displeased: "Am I the kind of person who doesn't believe what he says?"

Feng Qingxiu was already prepared for his thick skin, and continued on the road without asking any further questions.

After a while, Zhao Hao approached quietly, his face turned red: "Well, Brother Xie, there is a medicine called Vain White Bone, have you heard of it?"

Feng Qingxiu shook her head.

Lin Yu coughed lightly: "That medicine has another name, Shengjisan."

Haijing's medicines all have two names.

Feng Qingxiu thought for a while before saying, "It seems there is."

Before leaving, Xie Guozhu gave him a bag, all of which were Kunlai products from more than 300 years ago. At that time, he wondered why Xie Guo mainly gave expired medicines from 300 years ago, but he realized later that these can also be proof of his identity Ah—he used all the things that Xie Chuandeng brought back from Kun-Lai more than 300 years ago.

"I have a brother with a bone defect in his body, and he really needs a rare medicine. I heard that it is an extremely valuable medicine...Only you may have it," Zhao Hao said with some embarrassment, "So I hope you can do me a favor." .”

Of course he was going to run away, but when Lin Yu mentioned this, he realized that his brother might have to rely on Brother Xie for his medicine, so of course it would be difficult to leave.

Anyway, he still knows a lot of other relics, so he should take brother Xie to other relics. Anyway, he definitely can't take him to the relics of Master.

Feng Qingxiu frowned slightly, not saying that she couldn't save people, but Zhao Hao's habit was really bad. Even in Kunlai, those who didn't have money to buy medicine could only practice for novice Yaofeng disciples to cure their illnesses. It was definitely not in vain. To Zhizhi, Zhao Hao's temperament of taking advantage and running away when he has an advantage is a bit embarrassing to Kunlai.

"Although I have it, what can you exchange for it?" Feng Qingxiu didn't want to indulge him in the face of her fellow disciple anymore.

Zhao Hao was momentarily stopped by the question.

But he had been in Central Continent for many years, and he quickly realized it. After thinking for a while, he took out a tattered metal piece: "How about I exchange this for you?"

Feng Qingxiu took it over and found that it was a fragment of a copper plate. According to the shape of the fragment, the copper plate should be the size of a palm, with a hole in the middle, and some mysterious runes carved on the plate.

He tried to analyze a few of the runes, but he felt that the moral meaning in them was strange, and it seemed that there were similar runes in the Wu Clan's formation under Jiuyuan back then.

"This is temporarily betting on you, how about redeeming it from you when I have money?" Zhao Hao smiled sincerely.

"Where did you get this thing?" Feng Qingxiu looked up at him.

"It was given to me by an expert. I heard that it is something that opens the door. It is very valuable." Zhao Hao said with a random reason.

In fact, he held this thing in his palm since he was born. At that time, his parents thought he was extraordinary, but unfortunately, he couldn't use it like an ordinary copper piece. He accidentally lost it a few times. It returned to him on the fifth day, and now it's just after the fifteenth day, when I got the medicine at that time, I saved my brother, took brother Xie to a random ruin, and then on the fifteenth day of the next month, the thing came back again.

He has used this kind of empty-handed white wolf method many times.

Feng Qingxiu glanced at him lightly and said, "Okay."

Ordinary people can't see the problem with this copper plate, but he and the master can see a big problem.