Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

"But I'm not that Ji Yunlai." Not so powerful, Ji Yunlai said that the current knowledge is still at the blank board stage, and the talent needs to be re-ordered after washing.

"No need to worry, no need to hide, losing memory will only make them more afraid of you."

"It seems that you won't say it anymore." Ji Yunlai said helplessly, "You always have to tell me, who is the child's mother?"

Silence, the waters were silent for a while.

"Then is she my own? Did I scum the others or did they scum me?" You have to tell me this, right?Ji Yunlai was also helpless.

"Is this important? Blood relationship, how deep is the relationship."

Ji Yunlai had another heart attack, and the pressure was even greater: "...Why didn't I know that I still have an anti-social personality?"

"It's time, if you need something urgent, come find me again, three chances, two more." The other party flicked his long sleeves.

The sea smokes.

The dreamlike world also disappeared.

Ji Yunlai was still sitting in the original room, on the original bed.

He held the jade ring in his hand.

It's really difficult for me to understand after a thousand years. I don't think I will be my opponent in a thousand years, but when I think about it, it is impossible for me to deceive myself, right?

Thinking about it this way, he calmed down, anyway, it’s already like this, why not do what he wanted to do before, as for the things he didn’t say-it’s still a long time, and he will always know, and the past things, probably That's it, don't need to be too thin.

As for forgetting the formula or something, it doesn't matter, the mana is there, just make up for it.

If you have the ability to make him wear back to 16 years old!

Oops, I forgot to ask where Zangshu Pavilion is, and I have to look for it later.

There is also a daughter, is it my own? I remember that I can't get up with women...

Is it an adopted daughter?

Ji Yunlai opened the yellow map of the school again to look at it.

In ancient times, there were no books, and the kings embroidered mountains and rivers with gold thread on silk, and recorded the entrustment and personnel affairs, which was called Huangtu. Later, it became a habit, and all forces would also have Huangtu records.

Ji Yun came to see which country's deacon elders were written on it, their age, cultivation level, and their contributions. The golden thread seemed to be able to change as he wished, and it seemed to be a magic weapon.

But after reading it, I didn't find a note about the head wife.

Well, it seems that it can only be regarded as another time travel.

……

Kunlai Fairy Mountain

Yangshuo Peak is located in the south of the Kunlai Mountain Gate. It is one of the three fairy peaks closest to the mountain gate. Its mountain is steep and has a sea of ​​strange pines and clouds.

There are often disciples doing exercises and sitting on the cliff, breathing to the distant mountain gate.

"Of course the head of the mountain gate set up by himself must often come to inhale the immortal energy..." This is what the young disciples said.

Feng Qingxiu is also one of the young disciples. As the head of this year's students, he has been occupying the most scenic spot - Yingzui Cliff all year round.

And there is a green pine next to it, just sitting under the tree, with the evening breeze, the monk's demeanor will come up.

In other places, not to mention the ground, the trees are full of people, so he is the only one who can have such a privilege.

It is worthy of his many years of hard work, and now the effect is slowly showing.

Thinking of this, even though I have cultivated my mind for many years, I was also a little excited. I habitually stared at the north with pin seals, and prayed solemnly: "Master, protect me, let me be favored by Elder Yan at tomorrow's ceremony, and be admitted to the inner sect!"

As soon as the words fell, a gentle voice sounded above his head with a hint of interest: "Elder Yan, Yan Li?"

Feng Qingxiu suddenly stood up, and when she raised her head, she saw a young man with black hair and white hair who was similar to his age, leaning on a branch, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. It seems to pass through people's hearts.

The person is clearly there, but Feng Qingxiu's spiritual sense can't feel his existence at all, as if he is also a ray of breeze, just colored by the world and occasionally stays in the world.

On top of the foundation, at least it is also a golden core!

Could it be a deacon from the inner sect?

He will never have the idea of ​​"you are young, you don't look like it" - judging people by their appearance will never happen in the cultivation world. Senior, it is the elder Yan Li of Jiumai Peak."

"He seems to be a man who repairs the runes, but his own cultivation level is not high. Do you want to repair the runes?" the young man asked with a smile.

"Eh..." Feng Qingxiu was at a loss for words for a moment, but she couldn't help screaming in her heart, Elder Yan is already a Nascent Soul, whoever is taller than him, you actually said he is not tall, you think anyone can see the stage of transformation Is it the Great Elder of the Composite Stage?

So he said cautiously: "My cultivation base is still shallow, and I dare not think too high."

"Is that so, what is the grand ceremony tomorrow, isn't the head's birthday at the end of the month?" the boy asked again.

"Tomorrow is the grand ascension ceremony once every ten years. The summits of the inner sect come to the main peak to select disciples. The future of our Yangshuo peak disciples is tomorrow." The more Feng Qingxiu said, the more strange it became. This is not someone sent by Kunlai. Is it something everyone knows?

However, recently, there are many envoys from other sects attending the birthday of the head of the sect. This person presumably is an envoy from other sects, so he is not familiar with us, right?

Seeing that the young man didn't answer, he thought he was waiting for him to continue. He thought for a while and said carefully: "Kunlai is different from other sects. The new disciples they accept will enter the upper, middle and lower sects in order to stabilize the foundation. In this session, those who perform outstandingly can be selected into the peaks of the inner sect and rest on the Dao of Longevity, and those who perform poorly can either enter the outer sect or go to the mortal world to contribute to the sect."

"..." The boy fell into deep thought for a moment.

After a while,

"Senior, do you have anything else to ask?" Feng Qingxiu asked softly.

"What's your name?" The boy finally came back to his senses and asked him.

"The wind is bright and the moon is bright, the green is beautiful, the wind is green." He replied in a loud voice, which was the confidence of being in the school for many years.

"I remember." The young man nodded with a smile and disappeared among the trees.

"Wait..." You haven't said who you are yet, Feng Qingxiu is a little unhappy.

However, seeing a senior today is considered a reward. Feng Qingxiu took out a jade slip, wrote down what happened just now, and added a sentence at the end: Zhufeng should give us some pictures and letters, so that I can get to know them later. Send seniors abroad, so as not to be rude.

Then send.

suddenly!

"What did you write?" He heard the exclaimed voice just now, and when he looked up, sure enough, the senior just now appeared in front of him again.

"This one," Feng Qingxiu said with a trace of pride in her politeness, "This thing is the 'Net Jue', which is my unique magic weapon in Kunlai, and it can be connected with other magic weapons of the same kind in Kunlai Mountains. Disciples below Jindan, but in the three major competitions a month ago, I won this prize alone. This thing is extremely profound. Questions, you can go to the Internet to inquire, it is the first of my three Kun-Lai artifacts!"

Seeing the astonishment on the young man's face, he was even more proud, and raised his head and said: "Senior may have come to Xizhou from far away, but my Kunlai sect master has boundless magic power, knowledgeable about heaven and man, if there is no shocking work, how can my Kunlai Xianshan be in charge of Wanshan in Xizhou?" head?"

"..."

"...Can you show me?" The young man finally came back to his senses, with a complex and unspeakable expression, he just pointed at the jade jue and said.

"When this item is released, enter my divine sense. Other than me, no one else can use it." Feng Qingxiu refused. In fact, other people can use it, as long as he allows it, but there is no need to explain this to the other party—from now on After getting the item, he regarded it like the eyeball, not to mention giving it to someone he didn't know well, even his bed-mate was only touched by En Zhun to give him a sense of immortality.

The young man didn't answer, but just raised his hand, his long sleeves slipped off, revealing his palms as white as jade, in which a piece of jade shone brightly.

Same style?

Feng Qingxiu was taken aback for a moment, but the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became, and when she looked at her hands, there was nothing left.

"You little thief—" Feng Qingxiu was so angry that he drew his sword and stood up, "Give me back the magic weapon! Please don't die!"