Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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The northern land is bounded by one hundred thousand mountains, and is isolated from the outside world by natural barriers. Therefore, when the vision of heaven and earth suddenly appeared in the magic palace, except for Jiutian Yasheng, most people in the Canglan Continent still knew nothing about it. known.

Because everyone's eyes are on the Luohe Academy in the center of the mainland.

Luo Qingqiu, head of Luohe Academy, fell in Jiutian Peak three days ago.

The whole continent was shaken.

This is the second sub-sage to fall from the Canglan Continent in the past ten years.

But Luo Qingqiu's fall is much more regrettable and deplorable than Qin Keran's.

Five years ago, when the Wumingyuan Tianzhu collapsed, the Luohe formation was also intentionally destroyed. The passage directly connected to the Ghost Prison in the Wrath of Soul Valley under Luohe was broken by the ghost clan, and countless ghost clan troops entered Luohe. school.

In order to protect the students of the school, Luo Qingqiu, head of the school, spared no effort to fill the vacancy in the Luohe formation with his soul and life, and survived until the formation recovered, saving the lives of the entire school.

But he also lost his soul because of this. After struggling to support for five years, Luo Qingqiu knew that his time limit had come, and one day he realized something after practicing sword at the school by the riverside of Jiutian Peak, and then passed away with a smile on his face.

It is said that when Luo Qingqiu fell, all the Luoshen flowers on the banks of Luohe River were in full bloom, as if to see him off.

On the top of the Nine Heavens Peak, Ling Rongqing was dressed in plain clothes, guarding the hall alone.

The condolences in the sect have ended. According to Luo Qingqiu's intention before his death, the Luohe Academy declined the condolences from other dynasties and sects. Even the students of the Jiufeng Academy only saluted at the foot of the mountain, and then left a Luoshen flower, and it was silent step back.

"teacher……"

Ling Rongqing knelt in front of his teacher's portrait in a daze, and he still couldn't believe it.

He didn't understand how the teacher who was still laughing at his homework the night before had suddenly come to an end and died without a sound.

And such a huge Luohe Academy was about to be handed over to him.

From now on, he will be the one to take up the burden of the entire school.

Ling Rongqing felt both sad and terrified.

As the night was getting dark, Ling Rongqing left Jiutian Peak alone and headed for the river.

The grove by the river was the secret base of several of them in Luohe Academy. Now Ling Rongqing would go there to practice sword alone when he occasionally wanted to be quiet for a while.

The grove is very remote, Ling Rongqing walked all the way, passed many school students who were visiting at night, saw his school students bowed their heads in salute, retreated to the sides, opened their mouths to speak but hesitantly didn't know what to call them.

"Eldest brother... no, it should be—"

According to the usual practice, Ling Rongqing is already the master of Jiutian Peak at this time, but as Luo Qingqiu's student, he should be the next head of the school, which is equivalent to the former suzerain.

Luohe Academy is extremely cautious about this point, and no clear news has come out so far.

"Just call me senior brother." Ling Rongqing didn't care about this at all, and interrupted the student gently, and continued to walk forward, "It's so late, let's go back to my peak as soon as possible."

"... Big Brother!"

He walked far away, when he suddenly heard a young man's clear voice behind him, he turned around and saw that student from the academy just now was still standing there, waving the flying sword in his hand, and when he saw him turn around, he immediately showed a surprised smile.

"Brother, come on, we all support you!"

Ling Rongqing nodded slightly, then turned and left.

His mood became calm and lightened.

"Whoa--"

The sound of running water became more and more clear, Ling Rongqing stepped safely in the forest, stepped over the undercurrent from time to time, and finally stopped in an inconspicuous grove.

He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, his natal sword suddenly appeared behind him, and the sword array fell silently, protecting the safety of his master.

"Buzz."

In the silence, the Jingfeng Sword suddenly trembled slightly.

There is a strange but familiar consciousness approaching here.

"Om-!"

However, before the warning from Jingfeng Sword could be sent out, it was suddenly suppressed by that consciousness, and the sword body trembled slightly and retreated to the side.

The sword array that landed in the grove was not disturbed at all, but there was a low cry suddenly sounded in the sword array.

"Ooooooooooo!"

A fluffy lion cub appeared at Ling Rongqing's feet, biting the hem of his clothes and screaming anxiously.

It was the consciousness incarnation of the Luohe Formation, and it appeared here after sensing danger, warning Ling Rongqing.

--Danger!

At this moment, Ling Rongqing couldn't feel anything from the outside world at all.

After he settled down, he looked at the heart lake by himself, trying to calm his mind, but he didn't know why his mind was always restless.

A faint whine lingered in his ears, the pain and sorrow in it were so intense that Ling Rongqing immediately fell into empathy.

He was in a mysterious state of being half awake, and suddenly his spirit and soul traveled far away from his body, following the sound of the mourning sound, he quietly came to the border of the Luohe formation.

"—!"

When he saw the scene in front of him, he stopped in shock, subconsciously held back his breath, and hid in the dense forest by the river.

A faint voice came along with that low call.

"...Master, I have destroyed Luohe's formation, and now Luohe's formation is nothing to fear, should we invite Huangquan to enter from now on..."

Luo Qingqiu looked at the figure kneeling by the river in disbelief, clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, breathing very lightly.

The person kneeling on the ground with an extremely respectful and humble attitude is clearly Master Rong Rui, the peak master of Xinglin Valley!

Why would she destroy the Luohe Formation?

Who is she talking to again?

Owner?Who can become Master Rong Rui's master!

How could the master of the peak of Luohe Academy knelt on the ground in such a humble way, willing to be someone else's slave? !

"No, let Luohe Academy be in your hands first."

Another ethereal and ethereal voice sounded, Ling Rongqing turned his eyes cautiously, not daring to look directly at the figure hidden in the silver-white spiritual light, only vaguely saw the silver-white spiritual fire surrounding the opponent's body from the corner of his vision.

And a small lion cub was whining softly under the spiritual fire, and his figure became more and more empty.

"Tell Pei Xuan that this is his last chance."

Ling Rongqing suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart, and he suddenly understood the identity of the lion cub that brought him here.

That is the conscious form of the Luohe Formation, because the aura of Jiutian Peak on his body is warning him, the future head of the school——

The two sub-sages in the Luohe Academy are actually ghosts from the Canglan Continent!

And behind them, there is a person with a higher status and realm, who can kill them and make them kneel down and submit to their awe-inspiring master!

Ling Rongqing figured out the joint here, and immediately became more cautious, staying in place silently, no longer looking at it, and only using his heart to catch the movement by the river.

"You can almost miss killing Luo Qingqiu. If you fail this time, he won't have to live anymore."

However, at the next moment, when that ethereal and profound voice spoke again, Ling Rongqing's mind was shaken violently, and his mind was uncontrollably flustered slightly, with a murderous intent pouring out immediately!

"Ow!"

At this moment, the warning sound from the outside also suddenly appeared in his ears, and Ling Rongqing, who had briefly established a heart-to-heart conversation with the Luohe formation, immediately felt the extreme danger.

Without the slightest hesitation, he flew back quickly, wanting to leave along the way he came——

If the soul is separated from the body and is attacked, it is a hundred times more terrifying than being hurt by the physical body!

He must leave immediately!

But it was too late.

The two divine senses opened suddenly from the riverside, capturing Ling Rongqing's spirit in just a split second.

The terrible coercion came in an instant, and it pressed down on Ling Rongqing mercilessly, wanting to make him die instantly and never return to his physical body!

"Crack."

A crisp sound of breaking suddenly sounded, and at the most critical moment, Ling Rongqing's natal sword Jingfeng was delivered by the Luohe formation, blocking the fatal blow for his master.

"Uh……"

The breaking of the natal sword also caused a lot of damage to Ling Rongqing, but he didn't care about more. He rolled his sleeves and put the broken natal sword into his sleeve, and in a short breath, he moved forward again hurry -

As long as he returns to his physical body by the river, he will be in the center of Luohe formation, Rong Rui and the mysterious man dare not take action easily!

Ling Rongqing raised his body skills to the limit, but the terrifying aura of silence behind him was getting closer and closer, and the short tens of miles in front of him seemed like a moat at the moment.

The young sword cultivator who was running away was pale, and his figure was getting slower and slower under the sudden pressure, but he was still moving forward with difficulty.

But the figure hidden in the silver and white spirit fire behind him always followed him like a shadow, without making a move, driving him to escape like a game.

"Ling Rongqing?"

When he heard the ethereal and ethereal voice, it fell on his ears, full of regret and pity.

"You're nice, but only nice."

The shadowy tree shadow of the small forest swayed in the distance, and the outline could already be seen——

"so--"

A wave of spiritual power came silently, but with the endless death intent that only Ling Rongqing could feel, it engulfed him in an instant.

"Die."

"Ling Rongqing!"

At the moment Ling Rongqing closed his eyes in despair and greeted death, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

A figure in white flew towards him, turned sideways to block the spiritual power for him, and both of them fell out of the world under the impact.

"boom--!"

Under the Jiutian Peak, a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy suddenly erupted.

A school student from a night tour rushed here, and when he saw the two people embracing each other unconsciously on the ground, they immediately shouted in shock.

"—Senior Brother! Peak Master Bai Luo!"

"Come on! They are seriously injured!"

In the middle of the night, countless blue birds spread their wings and flew everywhere, bringing ominous news.

Ling Rongqing, the elder brother of Jiutian Peak, and Bai Luo, the master of Yin Peak, were attacked in Luohe Academy, and they were seriously injured and unconscious.

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"Ling Rongqing is unconscious now, but Luohe Academy must be taken care of as soon as possible."

"Rong Qing's condition is very bad, I'm afraid it will be difficult to wake up in a short time."

"This... Wen Laoshang is still in the Spirit Race, and his return date is uncertain. What should I do?"

"This matter needs to be discussed after Senior White wakes up. The most important thing right now is to investigate the attack on Ling Rongqing and Senior White!"

"The Luohe Academy was able to be broken through by an outsider, wounding the master Yifeng and the future head of the academy—there must be ghosts in the academy!"

"Nine Heavens Sub-Sage is the only one who can destroy the formation and injure Ling Rongqing and Peak Master Bai... What, Ruoyu, are you doubting us?"

"Could it be that he became the acting peak master of Zhaoying Peak, so he can act so arrogantly and disrespect the teacher?"

On the top of Jiutian Peak, outside the gate of Dao Palace, besides Liuyun Peak, Shentu Forest and Yin Peak, all the peak masters of Luohe Jiufeng gathered together and quarreled.

"Uncle Pei, are you guilty?"

"Heh, mere junior, how dare you speak such wild words? It seems that as a senior teacher, I have to teach you well—"

"It just so happens that the junior also wants to ask the senior for advice!"

The atmosphere was tense, and swords were on the verge of breaking out, almost fighting on the nine heavens.

"Everyone...Everyone, just listen to me." At this moment, the master of Wanqi Peak, who had been dozing silently, seemed to be awakened by the killing intent, and said slowly as if on a sudden whim, "Why don't you ask Pei Feng to stop for a while?" In charge of the position of head of the school?"

"Peak Master Pei was originally the vice-principal of the school, and he is familiar with all affairs in the school. It would be very appropriate for Feng Master Pei to temporarily stabilize the overall situation, slowly track down the inner ghost, or heal the little Palace Master Ling."

These words were very reasonable, and the peak master of Wuzi Peak immediately nodded in approval: "This statement is reasonable."

Pei Xuan smiled and said nothing, Rong Rui, the owner of Xinglin Valley Peak, sighed softly and didn't object, which meant he agreed.

Only Ruoyu is single and weak, full of anxiety, but helpless.

Ever since Pei Xuan, the Right Priest of the Lingzu, and the Great Elder of the Northern Lands persecuted Xiao Chongyan outside the Wrath of Soul Valley, they had already determined that these three people must be ghosts.

And just after the head of the school fell, Ling Rongqing was suddenly attacked and seriously injured. This is not just a coincidence.

It must be Pei Xuan playing tricks!

"This is impossible!"

Ruoyu shouted coldly, adjusted his breath secretly, and was ready to fight for it.

Ruoyu is far inferior to other peak masters in terms of qualifications, realm, and status, and her opinion cannot influence Jiufeng at all.

But if words are powerless, then the only way to speak is with the sword.

Even the price of speaking with a sword may be her death.

"Ruoyu, we tolerate your presumptuousness here because you are Mo Jiangdian's acting peak master—not because we recognize you as the peak master of Zhaoying Peak." Pei Xuan chuckled lightly, and said with some disdain, "Does what you say work?"

"—Then what I said, does it work?"

Just when Ruoyu was about to draw his sword with a gloomy face, suddenly there was a soft and cold young voice from behind everyone.

The white-haired boy with a gray face walked out of the Jiutian Peak Taoist Palace, looked down at everyone from a high position, and said coldly: "I don't know if someone is still recuperating? It's so noisy."

Ruoyu calmly breathed a sigh of relief.

The peak masters of the rest of the peaks calmed down, and all turned their gazes to the figure leaning against the gate of the Taoist palace.

Bai Luo, the owner of Yinfeng Peak, was unconscious at the foot of Jiutian Peak together with Ling Rongqing. He was seriously injured, but he woke up early——

As soon as he appeared, he put on a posture of confronting Pei Xuan!

"Pei Xuan is the head of the school?" the handsome but gloomy young man said coldly, "I don't agree."

Bai Luo looked at Pei Xuan, who had an unclear expression, and glanced past the Xinglin Valley doctor who was standing beside him, and said with a facial expression: "Anyone who has not been approved by the Luohe formation will not be in charge of the academy."

As the master of Yinfeng Peak who is in charge of one of the three keys to unlock the Luohe Great Formation, and was once the very close servant boy beside Immortal Jing Heng, Bai Luo's qualifications are undoubtedly the oldest in the field today, and he The words spoken naturally carry great weight.

"This is the rule set by Immortal King Heng."

Nine Heavens Peak suddenly became quiet.

The master of Wanqi Peak pondered slightly, shook his head and sighed, and did not speak again.

The peak master of Wuzi Peak nodded to Bai Luo, obviously thinking that what he said was very reasonable.

Nowadays, in Luohe Academy, there are quite a few practitioners who have been cultivating here since the time of Luohe Sword Sect, and the master of Wuzi Peak is one of them.

"Since Immortal King Heng has this rule first, it is really inappropriate to rashly promote the acting head of the school."

The Lord of Wuzi Peak is a loyal follower of Immortal King Heng.

Pei Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and he glanced sideways at Rong Rui beside him.

"Let's do this." The gentle and demure Master Xinglingu smiled and said, "We'll stop here for now, and if we don't think about it in three days, we'll call the nine peaks and above to discuss this matter."

"If it is really necessary for someone to take the position of head of the academy temporarily and stabilize the Luohe Academy, then I will invite the Luohe Formation to open on a certain day to identify him... I don't know what you think?"

Rong Rui's words looked impeccable, but there seemed to be a slight bias, Ruoyu frowned, and was about to say something, but saw Bai Luo look over and shook his head slightly.

"That being the case, Zhaoying Peak has no objection." Ruoyu said softly, and then Yujian left directly.

"We also think it's best that way."

Wanqi Peak and the master of Wuzi Peak looked at each other, and they agreed with each other.

Pei Xuan naturally smiled and did not say a word.

Bai Luo was still leaning against the door, looking coldly at Pei Xuan and Rong Rui, with his chin raised and arrogantly chasing the guests away.

"You two, this is Jiutian Peak."

"..."

The last two peak masters also walked against the wind, and their figures quickly disappeared in Jiutian.

Bai Luo silently watched the direction in which the peak masters were leaving, until Luohe trembled slightly, telling him that there was no sub-sage aura in the boundary of Jiutian Peak. He coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

"Uh--"

He blocked most of Ling Rongqing's attacks before, but relying on his own state, he managed to wake up barely. Now he looks extremely tough, but in fact, his heart and soul are completely shattered.

"There is no way to go on like this..."

Bai Luo murmured in a low voice, a little puzzled.

"Such a big thing happened in Luohe, master... where did Gu Jing go?"

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"If Bai Luo doesn't show up, will you make a move?"

"of course."

When Luohe Academy fell into chaos, in Luohe Town not far from Luohe Academy, Gu Jing was playing the piano on the top of Xiaoran Mountain.

Behind him, a phantom gradually solidified, and it turned out to be Luo Qingqiu, the head of the school, who appeared here!

"Uncle, who did the spiritual power that attacked them come from? That breath..."

Luo Qingqiu spoke in a low voice, with a frightened expression on his face.

The divine grandeur and the evil are fused together in a strange way, but it seems to be completely natural, and it is so perfect that it seems like it should be.

"Zheng-"

Gu Jing turned a deaf ear to it, just played the piano quietly for a moment, and then said coldly: "Now you only have this ray of spirit left, if you don't want to dissipate in the world so quickly, then go back to the piano and just stay there."

Luo Qingqiu's figure quickly disappeared in place and disappeared into Kong Wuqin.

"Uncle Shi, why are you treating us so harshly... in front of that person..." Luo Qingqiu's voice sounded like a complaint in the piano, and it became lower and lower under Gu Jing's indifferent gaze, "You are not like this ah."

Gu Jing played the piano expressionlessly: "Xiao Chongyan is very strong, you?"

Qin Zhong's muttering and complaining stopped abruptly.

"Everything requires the two of us to help each other, and you have spent 1000 years in vain?"

Luo Qingqiu's breath in the piano became weaker and weaker, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Now it's a few juniors who are less than a hundred years old to shoulder the burden, heh, very good."

Xiaoran was silent for a long time on the top of the mountain.

"Uncle, I was wrong."

One of the Canglan Yasheng, Luo Qingqiu, the first headmaster of Luohe Academy, spoke in front of Gu Jing, like a child who made a mistake.

Gu Jing hummed lightly.

After a while, Qin Zhong rubbed against Gu Jing's ten fingers, and Luo Qingqiu's worried voice came.

"Uncle, Ling Rongqing will be fine, right?"

Gu Jing casually pressed that breath into the piano: "No."

"If I wasn't here, wouldn't you be unable to resist?"

Gu Jing was very clear about the thoughts of these juniors back then, but she disagreed.

Just like Xiao Chongyan always hated Mo Qi, their views on these juniors were very similar.

"If you don't have a firm mind, it's hard to achieve great things."

Gu Jing no longer carried the piano, but stood on the top of the mountain with her hands behind her back, looking into the chess game world of Luohe Town.

"If you want to take on the Canglan Continent, you must go through the test of life and death. If you want to survive, you must work hard to become stronger, ascend to the Nine Heavens, and then climb the Dao."

"They, the younger generation, are better than you at this point."

Gu Jing looked at the Kong Wuqin under him, and after sensing that the aura in the qin was getting dimmer and timid, the expression on his face became even more disgusting.

So both he and Xiao Chongyan looked down on people like Luo Qingqiu and Mo Qi, but directly set their sights on the younger generation.

The big ones were not taught well, and some of them were taught too well.

Then these little ones, they have learned the lessons from the past, and they have to lead them hand in hand, so they won't be able to teach them badly?

With him and his younger brother watching over him, and taking this catastrophe as his experience, as long as another hundred years pass--

The Canglan Continent can be safely handed over to these young people.

In their hands, it will be an unprecedented Canglan Continent.

"Uncle Master..."

There was a long silence in the piano, and Luo Qingqiu's nervous voice came.

"Are you disappointed in me?"

Became the head of the Luohe Academy for 800 years, but in the end he couldn't even keep the Luohe Formation, and he didn't even know there was a ghost in the academy.

He felt ashamed of himself.

Gu Jing sighed, reached out and pressed the strings of the zither, releasing a burst of spiritual power to soothe the spirit in the zither.

"You're fine, don't think too much."

"It's very good for you to be the head of the school, and it's also good for Mo Qi to be the number one magic general. You don't need to underestimate yourselves." Gu Jing looked at the northern garden in the small world of chess, and snorted inexplicably, "Isn't it Xiao Chongyan who taught me something? Is he a good student who kills his teachers and brothers?"

Gu Jing commented unceremoniously: "As a teacher, he is also a mess."

"..."

Naturally, Luo Qingqiu didn't dare to go along with Gu Jing's comments that were more like teasing than accusations.

Xiaoran was quiet on the top of the mountain for a moment, and then the question and answer between the teacher and nephew started again, just like before.

"Uncle, will Cang Lan get better and better?"

"Will do."

"Well... that's good."

"Uncle Master..."

"Ok?"

"...I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while."

"……it is good."

"I really want to see that better Cang Lan..."

As the breeze blew, behind the doctor who was standing with his harp on his back, roselle flowers bloomed all over the mountains and plains.

Gu Jing was silent for a moment, then sat down cross-legged, and began to play the piano with a serious expression.

The gentle and pleasant sound of the piano fell among the roselles, like a swaying lullaby, coaxing the coquettish child to sleep with a warm voice.

"Will see."

"Sleep and you'll see."