I have been assisting these years

Feng Changyu was wearing a moon white repair robe.

With the same body shape and face still covered with veil, I feel that there is no change.

It's just long black hair mixed with a lot of white.

Qi Jin only took one look at Feng Changyu, but felt that the pupils of the other party's eyes seemed to merge completely with the emerald color she had witnessed before. At first glance, they were extremely black, but when they looked closely, they were slightly emerald. illusion.

"I just finished the last medicine."

Qi Jin smiled at Feng Changyu, but didn't realize that she had actually changed a lot.

The baby fat faded away, and Qi Jin's pale, blood-stained face in Feng Changyu's last memory is now white and clean, and his smile still has dimples, but it doesn't seem to be as escaped as before.

"It's good to be well."

"Nothing unusual?"

"none."

Feng Changyu and Leng Qiuzi said a few words, then turned around and said to Qi Jin——

"Since that's the case, how about I compete with my junior sister? You and I are both good at swordsmanship. I heard from the master that my junior sister has made great progress recently."

Qi Jin didn't want to confront Feng Changyu at all.

She must lose.

In terms of momentum, he lost a bit, not to mention the strangely named long sword that Feng Changyu drew out now, it was inlaid with colorful crystals, but it was called Du this life.

Qi Jin felt that the name was not worthy of the name.

The inlaid on the sword is clearly the natal spar of the ghost clansman, the more clear it is, the higher the cultivation level of the ghost clansman is.

Needless to say, everyone knows who gave this sword.

Qi Jin turned his back and rolled his eyes, feeling more and more that Leng Qiuzi was eccentric.

Feng Changyu's sword can frighten a group of people, but the ugly epee in her hand looks like a street performer.

She also told Leng Qiuzi that she wanted to change it.

As a result, her master was quite indifferent and perfunctory——

"Your sword is a magic weapon."

Qi Jin: You can't even cut a piece of meat to return the magic soldier.

She poohed in her heart, with a look of joy on her face.

Little did she know that Leng Qiuzi had known for a long time that her apprentice was double-decker and Qi Lin was exactly the same.

"Then let's discuss each other, click as many as you want, don't use the talisman."

"Yes."

Qi Jin had no choice but to deal with it. Her sword was too heavy, and it was very difficult to learn how to hold a sword flower like others. She also practiced it many times during this period.

Not to mention that Feng Changyu can hold a sword, but she can only carry the rampage.

It's just that her swordsmanship has improved a lot, and Feng Changyu's cheeks brushed against the coldness of the deep sea.

Leng Qiuzi stood aside and watched.

Feng Changyu, who is a dual cultivator of Daoism and ghosts, is originally talented and intelligent, and if he is not the son of a ghost, his cultivation level will be far superior to what he is now.

It's just that the half-ghost body restricted the development of her Taoism, and the ghost aura gradually became stronger with the improvement of her cultivation, so she could only suppress it by practicing ghost skills.

Dao ghosts have always restrained each other. Although this kind of forced practice has greatly improved their cultivation, it is too heavy on the body, and premature aging has already appeared.

People who practice Taoism sneer at demons and ghosts. In addition, these two races are inherently murderous, and it is always difficult to enlighten them. In addition, demons and ghosts slaughtered human races in the early years. Even if they are suppressed now, the sons of mixed races are also despised.

Leng Qiuzi took a slanted sword because she wanted to cultivate a killer weapon.

Besides, the Cui-eyed ghost clan only has the blood of the ghost master.

Red eyes like ordinary ghosts when he was young, gradually turned into emerald eyes with the growth of ghost aura.

The previous ghost master was seriously injured and fled after the War of the Three Realms, and it is said that he died in the ghost clan in the end.

Thousands of years later, there have been countless fluctuations in the ghost race that has retreated to the extremely dark place, presumably the new ghost master has been born.

Leng Qiuzi looked at Feng Changyu, her eyes fell on the other's gray hair, she couldn't bear to look away.

After several years of raising, there will always be feelings.

But immediately she put away this pity and turned her attention to Qi Jin.

Qi Jin's cultivation has improved a lot since she woke up, presumably the ghost marks in her body no longer absorbed her skills, which made the cultivation accumulated over the years finally explode.

After all, he is a descendant of Jing Yu, so his cultivation level will not be bad.

Back then when Qi Lin first entered the world, his cultivation was much higher than that of Leng Qiuzi from the famous Taoist sect.

But the ghost seal in Qi Jin's body is always a pimple, for private reasons, Qi Jin shouldn't travel around.After all, it is too dangerous to have the ghost mark on the body. If the situation of that day reappears, there is no panacea to save it.

Yu Gong, Qi Jin, as a disciple of Yuqingque, traveling is also a process that must be experienced.

Besides, Qi Jin is also included in the next plan, her mother is more cruel than Leng Qiuzi, after Leng Qiuzi's proposal, she calmly said——

"If she can't even resist this, I don't trust Jing Yu to her."

Qi Jin's cultivation has not yet reached the level where she can suppress the ghost seal by herself, and the fact that she was not suppressed by the ghost seal that exudes ghost aura is entirely due to the power in her body back then.

What exactly is that?

Later, Feng Zhi explained to Leng Qiuzi that her apprentice was born with a small body. It stands to reason that a person with a small body is either insane or innately dull. I don't know why Qi Jin is still as good as he is now.

She also asked Qi Lin who was far away in Jing Yu.

The master of Jingyu Island was as inconspicuous as he was when he was young, "I knew this a long time ago. Xuanji Island's order to Wujin shows that she has lost half of her soul, saying that she will 'always be by the side of the battle star', how can my daughter Be someone else's subordinate... Wait until a hundred years have passed and I will prove that they are incompetent in Xuanji Island, and then go make a big fuss."

Leng Qiuzi felt that it was useless to ask.

Qi Lin's personality is the same as usual, she won't be half anxious if things don't happen, and worrying about it is just worrying.

The battle between the two moon-white figures became fiercer and fiercer. Once Qi Jin entered the state, his sword energy became extremely sharp, and Feng Changyu retreated again and again.

The sparring is the sparring, she still wants to save her energy until the end, but at this time, she admits defeat first.

Qi Jin landed on the ground, "You let the water go."

Feng Changyu snorted, "It's obviously my younger sister who is aggressive."

She withdrew her one-finger-wide sword, "Junior Sister has improved a lot in her cultivation, so our Yuemen won't be ridiculed anymore."

Qi Jin didn't bother to talk to her, left a boring sentence and left.

Feng Changyu watched the girl in the moon white robe disappear from sight, turned around and walked towards Leng Qiuzi, "Master, have you considered it?"

Leng Qiuzi nodded.

"So along the way, I would like to trouble you to take care of my younger brother and younger sister," said Marching Yingfei, a flock of birds flying by, with constant fluttering, "I will explain it to her again."

"it is good."

……

The news of Feng Changyu's exit spread quickly, and with the imminent travel, she still received many invitations.

After all, some of her disciples in the same period had already gone to Suihai, and the rest were senior students who had already traveled and were ordered by the teachers to stay and take care of the disciples in Que.

The invitation post expressed the pity of being abandoned by fellow practitioners, and invited her to come for a while.

Feng Changyu went anyway.

Her time is short, and one day she will turn against these fellow practitioners.

A disciple of Yuqingque, no matter how cold-tempered she is, she is still more humane than other Taoist sects. She is still greedy for this little bit of humaneness, so she goes back and forth between the three sects every day.

Wen Xuanqing only saw his senior sister who had just left customs once, and never saw him again.

Unexpectedly, the second senior sister stayed in Yiting Misty Rain obediently. Several times when Wen Xuanqing passed by, she could see Qi Jin holding his sword in a daze.

Qi Jin knew that there was something strange in his body, but at that time the pain was unbearable, and the system seemed to be very irritable and didn't reply to her, so she forgot about it.

But the day before yesterday when Master came to find her, Qi Jin frightened and went to Leng Qiuzi's Autumn Pavilion, but heard the news that made her bald.

That strange thing inside her is a ghost mark.

No wonder...

She has no one to ask.

The system that made her feel tightly connected seemed to be dormant again.

I can only keep remembering.

Fortunately, her cultivation level is good now, it seems that all the accumulated and swallowed items have been returned, and there is no need to pass Shuzheng to transmit Jingyu's sound.

Her mother said that she broke into the forbidden area when she was young, that's why she did this.

But why the ghost seal was divided into two parts and landed on her body is unknown.

Everything is too weird.

Qi Jin can't even open the system panel now, it seems that everything has turned into nothingness with the system not making a sound.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh can I go back!"

The epee she was holding was thrown to the ground with a bang, but it hit her own foot, and she screamed for a while.

Wen Xuanqing who watched the whole process: "..."

Second Senior Sister is really not like an ordinary girl.

There is no one like her.

But he didn't dare to say anything, Qi Jin turned his head and saw Wen Xuanqing with a complicated face, and was also speechless.

"What are you here for?"

His tone was quite fierce.

"I'm going to leave tomorrow morning, let me ask my senior sister if there is anything I need to prepare..."

"I am ready."

Qi Jin stood up, shaking off the petals on her body, "Could I bring a piece of Stargate potato cake to Senior Sister when I come back from eating with Yuling tonight?"

Wen Xuanqing took a step back, "How do you know I'm going, going to be with..."

Qi Jin's little problem came up again, and he got closer, "Aren't you already like that?"

"How?"

Wen Xuanqing blushed, "Sister, don't go too far!"

Qi Jin patted Wen Xuanqing's shoulder, "Okay, okay, go quickly, I know you are here to care about me, senior sister is very good, please give me advice when traveling in the future."

Wen Xuanqing was pushed out a few steps and left helplessly.

Qi Jin put away the sword that fell on the ground, sighed, and walked towards Qiu Se Pavilion.

She didn't have to refute, she had too many questions, and no one could help her, so she might as well go up to her and see what's going on in the future.

What's more, Wen Xuanqing and Yuling also went to visit, and you can still watch the excitement, so let's have fun while suffering.

……

In the early morning of the next day, the disciples of Yuqingque, all dressed up, appeared at the lotus platform.

It's rare that all four principals are present, Qi Jin kept yawning non-stop, Feng Changyu who was beside him asked with a smile, "Junior Sister didn't rest well last night?"

"Shuzheng is going back to Jingyu today," Qi Jin sniffed. Her long hair was tied up and crowned high above her head. In comparison, it may be that the silver bell is missing, so it is not that lively.

"I've been arranging things with her and chatting for a long time," she squinted, perhaps a little bit reluctant, "my Taoist robe won't look good without Shuzheng in it."

The younger brother who pricked up his ears to eavesdrop: "..."

The second senior sister's flamboyant nature is hard to change.

"However, Shuzheng embroidered a lot of new clothes for me, which is enough to wear."

Qi Jin smiled, her cuffs have been reformed, they are extremely wide, and can hold a lot of things inside.

With such a waving of his sleeves, the black pig that had been slapped the whole time fell out, and when it was about to land, Qi Jin grabbed its tail.

This black pig even wore small shoes on all four hooves, and earmuffs on its ears, which looked very funny.

I don't know what kind of incense powder I smoked, and when it fell out, there was a burst of fragrance, which made Wen Xuanqing, who was standing on the side, sneezed several times.

"This spiritual pet looks so listless."

Feng Changyu asked.

Qi Jin snorted, "It's like this every now and then. I was half dead when I first started, and then I lived for a few days. Recently, I seem to be hibernating again."

Wen Xuanqing pursed his lips, he didn't believe that pigs were going to hibernate.

Feng Changyu smiled, the silver strands on her hair were not so obvious under the sunlight, but the veil was still tightly wrapped, Qi Jin looked at her for a moment, as if remembering something, then turned his face away.

That day, she seemed to see a black mark on Feng Changyu's left face in a daze.

Like petals.

It doesn't look like a painting, it looks like a branding.

But who would burn a flower in that place?

She tucked the black pig back into her sleeve, and pretended to listen carefully to the nonsense of the boss on the stage.

What flashed through her mind was the description of the ghost master she saw in the restricted area——

The ghost king was born with ghost patterns on half of his face, the size of a copper coin, and he was extremely hideous.

Although the petals of the peach blossoms are blurry, they are not hideous, and they are quite special.

Qi Jin stared down at the tip of his shoe, thinking——

If Feng Changyu is really the king of ghosts, that would be so interesting. The outline is not written as a heroine with a clean and noble background, but the opposite.

There are three disciples of the Moon Gate, one is a half-demon, the other is a human ghost, and I am the only normal person?

Qi Jin thought about it, and felt a little sad.

I don't want to do this task.

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