I have been assisting these years

This fight didn't go well after all, Qi Jin acted like a joke, but in the end he was slapped by Xue Yuxuxu, and then he got a slap in the face with a boring sentence.

Qi Jin shrugged, followed the figure of the other party into Yuqing Tower.

She had never seen such a lively Yuqing Que before.

Although it has not yet reached the point of decoration, it is far from the previous appearance of clear soup and little water.

People came and went, many of them wore robes of other Taoist sects.

Xue's position is quite impressive, as soon as he entered the Que Gate, he was received and guided by someone.

Many outer disciples in cyan robes were guiding like a tour guide. When they saw Qi Jin following Xue Yu, they asked——

"Who is this lord?"

Qi Jin handed over the invitation he had received.

After the other party saw it, he realized, "So it's Senior Qi."

Qi Jin has always been famous, but he has been away from the teacher for too many years, and there are many disciples, even if the name is still circulating, many of them have never met.

The disciple in the cyan robe looked at this famous senior and couldn't help being curious.

Although Qi Jin's appearance is no longer the face of a girl, nor the unfaded baby fat when he was a teenager, he looks a little thin now, but when he smiles, it makes people feel like a spring breeze, and it has another taste.

"I'll go to the moon gate first."

She said to the disciple in the green robe.

"I still know the way, so I won't trouble you."

She was kind enough.

The moon wheel of the moon gate was still soaring into the sky, she stepped on the cloud bridge, and couldn't help but think of the tragic time when she wiped the moon wheel, and felt funny.

The school grounds of Yuemen is very lively, there are several figures of Yuebai Xiupao's direct disciple Xiupao, it seems that there are good seedlings in this class.

There will be no single seedlings.

Xie Xiaozhi, who was instructing students on the school field, saw Qi Jin at a glance.

She jumped off the high platform, forgetting her demeanor as a deputy for a moment, hugged Qi Jin bouncingly, and called "Second Senior Sister" happily.

The second senior sister rubbed her dog's head, and even pulled the other's face in front of the younger generation.

Xie Xiaozhi couldn't struggle, and stepped on Qi Jin's foot again.

But Qi Jin dodged it.

"You still want to step on it, why can't you get rid of this problem of yours?"

The figure of the second senior sister's dodging is pretty good, and the disciples next to her look straight.

There are many legends in Yuemen, from the former director Leng Qiuzi to the senior sister Feng Changyu who killed the ghost king, and the second senior sister Qi Wujin who defeated the ghost general, not to mention the third senior brother Wen Xuanqing who is now a demon lord.

But these legends have become legends, basically never seen before.

Leng Qiuzi recently returned to the Que Nei a few days ago because she had to prepare for the Dao knot ceremony.

But living in the leisure hall of Lord Que, seldom come to the Moon Gate.

The elder sister Feng Changyu who single-handedly killed the ghost king has long since passed away, and the second elder sister is now the master of Jingyu Island. It is not easy to be born in Xiandao, but it is only right that the master's ceremony will come.

The young disciples are very interested in the fairy island in the book, and it's not that they haven't imagined how graceful the people in the fairy island are.

Seeing it now, I feel that the people in Xiandao are different.

The clothes in that suit are obviously higher than ordinary monks. Although the appearance is not particularly beautiful, there is an ethereal air in every gesture.

Qi Jin didn't think about what other people would think of her. She was making fun of her junior sister. After a few tricks, she felt that it was almost done. She pressed her shoulder and said, "I'll go to Yinfeng first."

Xie Xiaozhi originally thought that her cultivation base had improved a lot over the years, but she didn't expect that the second senior sister became more and more unfathomable, which made her a little discouraged.

"I sent someone to send your king crab to you, remember to check it."

Qi Jin tugged at Deputy Secretary Xie's braid, "What are you doing puffing up, you're a deputy, you're a bit airy."

Xie Xiaozhi let out an oh.

All the disciples in the school grounds watched the senior go away, and then he was reprimanded by the deputy director, and continued to practice dejectedly, thinking why there is still no holiday for the Dao formation ceremony tomorrow.

Hidden Peak is the same as before.

Qi Jin stood by the lotus pond, looking at that ball of light, it looked like a firefly, but it was much more lively than before, and it would jump around.

It's just that I can't get out even if I jump up again, but it makes me think it's fun.

She squatted by the pool, but did not speak, watching the ball of light floating around, hit the lotus leaf, fell into the water again, and hid in the lotus, wet.

Why is it so fun.

Qi Jin had some expectations.

She has waited for too many years, people have hope, and life will pass faster.

The mountain breeze here is clear and clear, occasionally a group of birds fly by, and the rustling of the leaves makes people feel very comfortable.

She waited until dusk before slowly descending the mountain.

Say goodbye before going down the mountain.

When I returned to Moon Gate, I was taking classes at the foot of Cuiling Mountain. It is said that from this evening to tomorrow night, all classes will be cancelled, and I will have a holiday.

The disciples who came and went whispered to each other, and Qi Jin also heard someone muttering that it was too stingy, and the Lord Que's wedding must be postponed for three to five days.

Lord Que may be able to let it go for three to five days, but if you let it go for three or five days, you will probably be tested for your homework when you go back, and you will definitely say it is better not to let it go.

Qi Jin's reply to Yu Qingque was on the day of the ceremony, but now that it was a day earlier, she had the opportunity to visit her master.

Although I can watch it tomorrow, but there are so many Taoist sects coming tomorrow, it's still too crowded.

Although Feng Zhi became the lord of the palace, he still likes to live in the Xianting Pavilion.

Xianting pavilion is behind the peak of Xingmen, it is a very small mountain, but the owner is gorgeous, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain is full of lights, like some kind of lantern festival.

Qi Jin greeted the guards and went up the mountain.

The courtyard of the Xianting Pavilion was open, and before she entered, she saw Leng Qiuzi dancing with a sword.

She had never seen her master dance with a sword.

Leng Qiuzi has a very cold temper, and the softness of a woman seems to be stretched. Sometimes you forget her gender and only remember her behavior.

At this time, the sword dance is also very chic, but the identical long sword of the matched person is lingering, and the good-natured chic has become affectionate, which makes Qi Jin's eyes hurt a little.

Of course Leng Qiuzi knew someone was coming.

The breath was very familiar, so she simply finished the set.

On the contrary, Feng Zhi retracted the sword and let out a cry.

Qi Jin cupped his hands at the other party, and called his teacher loudly.

The sword in Feng Zhi's hand almost missed the scabbard, she turned her head and said——

"What kind of teacher's wife, don't talk nonsense."

Qi Jin exaggeratedly sighed, and looked at Leng Qiuzi, "Then Mrs. Que, the disciple is being polite."

Leng Qiuzi couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

After all, how awkward it sounds.

On the contrary, Qi Jin smiled, "Tomorrow is the Dao ceremony. Master and Lord Que still have time to dance swords here. Isn't it troublesome?"

Leng Qiuzi hadn't seen Qi Jin for many years, she just felt that the little girl turned into an adult after all, leaning against the gate of the courtyard looked lazy, but she also had an extraordinary bearing.

"Yes, bathing at the second watch, dressing at the fourth watch, and offering sacrifices at the fifth watch."

Feng Zhi put away the sword, brewed a pot of tea, and waved to Qi Jin.

Qi Jin took his seat, "It's such a hassle, an ordinary person wouldn't be exhausted."

The fragrance of tea was overflowing, Feng Zhi took a look at Qi Jin, "You ask so clearly that you have someone you like?"

The sky is getting late, the evening wind is blowing, and the shadows of the trees are dancing.

Qi Jin took a sip of scented tea, "How can I have such good fortune as Master."

When Leng Qiuzi, who came over with melons and fruits, heard it, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

She used to think that she didn't have much luck, but luck, when compared, seems to have a sequence.

At least compared with the current second apprentice, it seems to be better.

After all, she and Feng Zhi finally untied their knots.

But Qi Jin is still waiting for a chance to start again, a person who starts all over again, and it is far away.

I am most afraid of waiting, but fortunately there is a chance to wait.

"Have you seen it?"

Leng Qiuzi asked.

Qi Jin nodded.

She didn't look unusual, and she didn't show too much emotion.

The happy face when I first started has long since become elusive now.

Leng Qiuzi was actually a little worried about her state, although Qi Jin did seem to have the courage of a manager.

But then outside.

Here again, she is her disciple forever.

Feng Zhi got up and said to get some snacks.

Qi Jin: "I don't want to be too sweet."

Feng Zhi turned around and glared at her, "You're the one with the tricks."

Qi Jin dragged his chin and watched Quezhu go away, and said with a smile: "This is really good."

Leng Qiuzi continued to serve tea to Qi Jin, "You will be fine too."

Qi Jin smiled, took a sip of tea lazily, then toasted Mingyue, "I'm the best."

"Yuqingque's moon is the same as Jingyu's."

"There's something I haven't asked you all this time, and Lord Que told me not to."

Leng Qiuzi looked at Qi Jin's face looking up at the moon, "Do you have any complaints about such a result?"

What she asked was that Feng Changyu no longer existed, and Su Mingzhen no longer existed.

Qi Jin yawned, she lowered her head, cupped her face in her hands, and didn't look at Leng Qiuzi, "No complaints."

"Actually, there is nothing to ask." Qi Jin poured Leng Qiuzi half a cup of tea, "I once suspected that there was something wrong with me. I seemed to like Su Mingzhen, but I also seemed to like Feng Changyu."

"These two likes are different, but both make me feel embarrassed and painful."

"I've been avoiding until Su Mingzhen became...become..." Her voice was a little hoarse, she bit her lips subconsciously, "My regret."

"The scariest thing is that I tell myself to remember every time, but one thing, year after year, until now, I have forgotten what she looks like..."

Leng Qiuzi looked at the person holding her face in one hand, and felt that no matter how Qi Jin changed, she was still a little pure and romantic in her bones.

Too axis, have to clearly distinguish each emotion.

"Feng Changyu also said that she likes me, but with Su Mingzhen's regret in front of me, I am even more afraid of her feelings. Sometimes I would rather she not like me, so she won't feel so uncomfortable."

The life of a monk is too long, so long that some of the deceased have become phantoms in the memory, and they are blurred when recalled.

"So I didn't respond either," Qi Jin took a deep breath, "I don't think I'm worthy."

Her voice was very soft, but she could hear her sobbing clearly in the quiet courtyard.

"Master..."

Qi Jin looked at Leng Qiuzi, "Am I very bad?"

She didn't wait for Leng Qiuzi to answer, she nodded again, "I think I'm so bad, I shouldn't..."

"Wujin!"

Leng Qiuzi pressed Qi Jin's shoulder, "Look at me."

Qi Jin's eyes were a little red, and she looked at Leng Qiuzi blankly.

"Not all relationships require you to categorize them."

Leng Qiuzi's indifference actually has a superficial appearance, Feng Zhi, who was standing in the dark with a snack and didn't step forward, knew it very well.

This person was Nuan Yang when she was young, she can walk the road of a monk very well, and she has great love in her heart.

Whether it is for ordinary people, disciples, or fellow practitioners.

In the past, she hated Leng Qiuzi's great love, but now she feels that she is the most charming at this time.

"They are one."

Leng Qiuzi said to Qi Jin.

God's will is so, the most painful distinction for Qi Jin is actually to distinguish between feelings and belongings.

But now those pasts are gone.

She is waiting for a brand new soul.

She may slowly recover her previous memories, but that is a parasitic feeling, and the new part begins after waking up.

"you're not wrong."

Leng Qiuzi patted Qi Jin on the shoulder, "You have done your best, and the rest will just go with the flow."