When Long Aotian Dressed as a White Lotus

After Ling Xiao dredged Jiang Qihong's meridians that day, Jiang Qihong saw Ling Xiao enter the room again.

Jiang Qihong made up his mind secretly, then made up his own mind and ran out from Yuehua Peak.

He was thinking about Pei Huan yesterday until before going to bed, and he couldn't calm down until this morning.Therefore, Jiang Qihong decided to go to the outer gate by himself to see how his junior brother was doing.

He walked all the way down from Yuehua Peak, and walked for more than an hour before finally reaching the place where the outer disciples practiced.

At this time, the disciples of the outer sect had just finished their morning class.

In Emperor Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty, outer disciples were also divided into classes.The outer disciples accepted by the peak lord are regarded as the outer disciples with masters, only one level lower than the inner disciples of each peak lord.As for the rest of the outer disciples with the worst qualifications, they can only practice together at the foot of the Qing Xuanzong Mountain, and they also need to do some chores for the sect.

Pei Huan was like this, the outer disciple with the worst cultivation.

Because these outer disciples are under the unified management of the master who teaches them, the time for preaching and practicing is fixed.At this time, the outer disciples had just left from the square where the morning classes were held. They were all wearing the indigo blue costumes of the outer disciples. Among the crowd, Jiang Qihong, who was wearing the light blue inner disciples' clothes, was particularly eye-catching.

People come and go, and everyone is looking at him.

Then, he heard a soft and soft young voice calling himself not far away: "Brother Qihong!"

Jiang Qihong looked over, and saw the thin, fair and delicate, delicate-looking man among the crowd, smiling in surprise and waving to him.

It was Pei Huan.

Jiang Qihong quickly pushed aside the crowd and walked over: "Pei Huan!"

When Pei Huan saw him, he couldn't hold back his surprised smile.He looked at Jiang Qihong with a smile, his face flushed with excitement: "Brother Qihong, why did you remember to come and see me?"

The disciples around saw the conspicuous light blue, and all looked sideways at this place.

Pei Huan felt the eyes of his surroundings, so he lowered his eyes, not daring to look around.He pulled Jiang Qihong up and wanted to take him to a quieter place.

Jiang Qihong looked him up and down: "Let me see if you have been injured for a while."

While pulling him forward, Pei Huan smiled and said softly, "No."

Jiang Qihong didn't believe it: "Really?"

Pei Huan nodded, and then said in a low voice with a somewhat lonely expression: "Those aristocratic sons who entered the sect with us...whether from the inner sect or the outer sect, they all already have masters. Now I am the only one who stays in the sect." Here it is."

Jiang Qihong was so nervous that he didn't hear the emotion in his tone.

When he heard that the other party hadn't been bullied recently, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I can rest assured."

Hearing this, Pei Huan lowered his eyes and suppressed the emotions in his pupils.

They walked all the way to a clear spring in the woods behind the house.This place was the secret base of the two of them back then. Every time Pei Huan was injured, Jiang Qihong brought him here to bandage him.

When he got here, Pei Huan let him go.

He turned around and looked Jiang Qihong up and down.

The costumes of inner disciples and outer disciples can be described as worlds apart.The costumes of the inner disciples are made of ice-blue fairy silk, which is light, soft and smooth, and the tailoring and decoration are all exquisite and elegant.In comparison, the clothes of outer disciples are rough and simple.

The nervous Jiang Qihong naturally didn't notice this, but Pei Huan said pointingly: "Brother Qihong, your clothes are so pretty."

Jiang Qihong tugged at the hem of his clothes: "Really?"

Pei Huan nodded, "I really envy you."

Jiang Qihong heard the words and said: "Hey, there is nothing to envy! You don't know that my master is strict and mean, and he speaks fiercely, and he looks down on people!"

As soon as he faced Pei Huan, he remembered his master's attitude, and he was filled with righteous indignation uncontrollably.

Pei Huan lowered his eyes and smiled, "It should be, he is a great talent after all."

Jiang Qihong blinked.

Pei Huan went on to say: "I'm not like you, Brother Qihong. I have good qualifications and a good family background, and I am worthy to be an apprentice to that immortal-like power. But I... can enter Qing Xuanzong and be an outer disciple. It's enough."

Jiang Qihong didn't know why he suddenly said such words, but only vaguely felt that his junior brother was really pitiful.

He patted his chest and said, "It's okay, Pei Huan! You have me, no matter what the two of us look like in the future, I will definitely protect you!"

Pei Huan looked at him.

Jiang Qihong nodded firmly again.

At this moment, an instructor of the outer disciples walked around from the front house, and he was relieved to see the two of them.

"Brother Jiang, why did you come to such a remote place, it's easy for me to find!" the teaching master complained.

Then, he stepped forward and walked in front of the two of them: "Uncle Ling Xiao is here to see you, you should go see him quickly."

Jiang Qihong didn't expect that his master, who practiced for a whole day in the cave, would find that he was not there.

He looked at Pei Huan reluctantly,

Then, he heard Master Xi reprimanding Pei Huan: "Why are you being lazy here again? Hurry up and practice!"

Pei Huan lowered his head in response, and shrugged his shoulders to leave.

Jiang Qihong couldn't bear to see, so he couldn't help saying: "Don't be too fierce with Pei Huan..."

Although Jiang Qihong has only entered the sect for a few days, and the Qi refining period has not yet arrived, he is already of a higher seniority than this teaching master, and he is Ling Xiao's only disciple.Teacher Xi didn't dare to provoke him, so he quickly agreed and apologized.

Pei Huan didn't expect this to happen, and stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Then, the teaching master said to him kindly: "Okay, let's go to practice soon? Brother Jiang is also going back to Yuehua Peak with Master Ling Xiao."

Pei Huan nodded in a daze, watching the teacher guide Jiang Qihong away respectfully.

This young disciple who has been bullied and dare not speak up since he entered Qing Xuanzong was treated kindly by his teaching master for the first time.

Suddenly, the grievance and jealousy that had accumulated in his heart and made him sleepless all night disappeared.

He also tasted for the first time the sweetness of being a dodder flower next to a big tree.

Over there, as soon as Jiang Qihong walked to the square at the outer gate, he saw Ling Xiao standing outright in the middle of the square.

The surrounding disciples didn't dare to look at him directly, but they all looked at him cautiously.Such a fairy with fluttering sleeves, dressed in gorgeous white clothes, looks like a banished fairy who has descended into the mortal world, standing out of place on the rough square outside the gate.

It was as if the rough ground had stained his shoes.

Jiang Qihong suddenly looked like a plucked quail, and he was a little timid in his heart.Knowing that he was wrong, he walked up to Ling Xiao and saluted, "Master."

Ling Xiao looked down at him condescendingly: "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Qihong faltered and couldn't speak.

Ling Xiao asked again: "Are you looking for that junior brother of yours?"

Jiang Qihong lowered his head.

Ling Xiao raised his hand, and the Qiushui Sword came out through the air, and obediently stopped in front of him.

"After returning to the peak, I will receive the punishment myself." Ling Xiao stepped on the Qiushui sword and said. "Copy the formula from yesterday to me five times."

Hearing his tone, Jiang Qihong knew that his master must be losing his temper at this moment.He knew he was wrong, obediently agreed, and prepared to step on the master's sword.

"Didn't you come here just now?" Ling Xiao said mercilessly. "Go back."

After finishing speaking, he rode his sword and walked away.

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Since entering Lingxiao's sect, Jiang Qihong never went to bed early again.For various reasons, he was forced to stay up late at night.

On this day, because he was punished for copying the formula, he couldn't sleep until late at night.

Moreover, Ling Xiao has always been a person who is unwilling to reprimand his disciples.If he does something wrong, he will punish him, and let the disciples think clearly about the reasons when they receive the punishment themselves.

However, Jiang Qihong, who was pampered too innocently by his family, naturally couldn't figure out why he was punished.On the contrary, the more he thought about it, the more he felt depressed and indignant, and felt that it was his master, so unreasonable.

Young people, to be the hero of their dreams, there must always be an enemy, either real or imaginary.Now for Jiang Qihong, his unreasonable master is the enemy who needs to be defeated.

However, his master treats him normally, not only is he not bad, but he is also very kind...

This made Jiang Qihong hesitate when he was filled with righteous indignation.

He hesitated for a while, and finally came to a conclusion - his master is not a bad person, but he was too bad for his junior brother.What I want to defeat is not him, but his outdated thinking...

At this moment, a black air hit him.

As soon as Jiang Qihong raised his head, he faced the dark, lifeless fog in front of him.

He remembered.

Last night, I wasn't blown by the wind and got cold at all.It was just such a cloud of black mist, attacking him fiercely, and then he didn't know anything.

He panicked and wanted to escape.

However, it was too late.

He could only watch helplessly as the cloud of black air rushed towards him like a shooting star.

Jiang Qihong thought in a panic, what is it going to do?It attacked me like this yesterday, but I didn't die, and I didn't suffer any injuries. What is it going to...

The next moment, the white rainbow pierced through the sun.

Jiang Qihong, who was so frightened that he had already closed his eyes, did not usher in the coma as he remembered, but was pushed back two steps by the collision of the air waves in front of him.

The next moment, he opened his eyes.

I saw his master, dressed in white and black hair, flying up, holding the Qiushui sword, facing the black mist head-on.

There was a muffled hum in the black mist.

"Where is the evildoer, show your original shape soon!"

Ling Xiao's voice was as cold as ice.

But such a cold and ruthless voice, like a protective shield, completely protected Jiang Qihong behind him.

Jiang Qihong looked at Ling Xiao, and his eyes felt hot for a while.

Then, I saw the black mist rolling in place, spreading out and gathering again, and I was about to run away.

Qiu Shuijian waved forward mercilessly.

The black mist revealed half of the man's figure.

The man was obviously seriously injured, and with the last of his strength, he dispersed into a black mist and fled.

But at that moment, Ling Xiao could see the figure of the man clearly.

...It was actually Lu Duanchou whom I hadn't seen for a long time.