Stars fall and locust trees grow

The competition between disciples of the same level is still very interesting, as they bite each other hard to see who can outlast the other. However, if it is a competition between disciples of different levels, it is basically based on the actual level suppression.

In just five and a half days, the top six weapon cultivators had all been decided, and the next day the talisman cultivators would compete.

From the first day of the competition, Gu Chuanlin asked Gu Huaiyi and Liu Jing to meditate in the room after watching the game every day, and Zeng Muhan was in charge of their supervision.

Wei Li said that he wanted to upgrade his level, so he also joined the daily meditation team.

Li Chi still remembered clearly his very unreliable weapon-controlling skills, and felt that he was quite self-aware and finally realized that he had to practice well.

At this moment, Li Chi was leaning against the window bored, looking at the willow branches flying in the wind in the yard. He suddenly remembered something, so he skillfully picked up the ball of fur with one hand and put it into his arms, and held Gu Chuanlin with the other hand.

"Come on, let me take you to a fun place."

Gu Chuanlin put down the extremely thick book of Mingyuejian's ancestral teachings and let Li Chi drag him along the way.

The twenty-nine Yue disciples who were nearly knocked away looked sideways, wondering who on earth was so uncultured.

As a result, when they looked up, they saw Gu Chuanlin, who was being dragged behind him with a frown on his face, so they all focused their angry eyes on Li Chi: It’s ok if you are the only one with no manners, but why did you drag our Master Gu of Qingfeng Jiuyue into this?

……

In a corner on the edge of the deep valley below Weihua Peak, there is a huge old locust tree standing there peacefully, beautiful all by itself.

The tips of the sturdy branches droop slightly, dotted with densely packed yellow-white flowers, with a light and elegant fragrance.

Li Chi stood under the tree, looking up and pinching his waist, looking very proud.

"How is it? How is it? Isn't it much bigger than the one we saw in Shuozhou?"

"Although there are no small bridges and flowing water, this kind of scenery is rare and spectacular in Jiangzhou."

After he finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and climbed up grunting, picked a thick branch to sit on, then reached out and patted the seat next to him.

"Come up quickly!"

Gu Chuanlin pondered for a moment, then gently flew up and landed beside him and sat down with a subtle look on his face.

Li Chi took out the ball of fur and placed it on a tree branch for him to play with by himself, then continued chattering to Gu Chuan Lin.

"When I was twelve years old, Ah Xing and I climbed Weihua Peak on a whim. We accidentally discovered this big locust tree on the mountainside. Later, this place became our secret base."

"I remember when I was little, there was a locust tree in my yard. Every year when it bloomed, my mother would pick the flowers and make me honey. Unfortunately, I can no longer eat it after my mother died!"

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then said to Gu Chuanlin with a pair of clear eyes: "Hey! Gu Chuanlin! How long have you been in Juyun Sect? Have you been to this place?"

Gu Chuanlin said faintly: "Only two years."

Aha?

Li Chi was slightly stunned.

Ever since he figured out that Gu Chuan Lin knew him in Juyun Sect, he has been full of curiosity about Gu Chuan Lin's identity.

When he first met Gu Chuanlin, he felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. Among the disciples who had joined the Juyun Sect at the same time, there was no one who could match him. Later, he tried to find out for a long time, but he just wouldn't listen. He refused to reveal any information and kept his mouth shut like a duck.

Now I don’t know what was wrong with his brain, but he actually answered questions about his identity for the first time.

Although Li Chi was puzzled, since Mr. Gu was kind enough to speak up, he couldn't waste this opportunity!

So he immediately struck while the iron was hot, put a smiling face in front of her and started to act coquettishly.

"So where did we meet before?"

Gu Chuanlin pursed his lips slightly and returned to his usual cold and stern expression.

Li Chi shook his arm. "Tell me! Tell me! I want to know!"

His persistent and shameless tactics were always ineffective against Gu Chuanlin. The cold-faced young man just shook off his arm with disgust, then flipped over and jumped under the tree.

Seeing this, Li Chi had no choice but to call Maoqiu and climbed down with his butt sticking up and grunting.

The two stood among the falling flowers in silence.

Li Chi didn't know what Gu Chuanlin was upset about. Anyway, he was used to his mood swings, so he grinned and said, "Eh? Why don't we pick some locust flowers together? When we get back to Mingyuejian, I'll dry them, pickle them with sugar, and make locust flower honey for you!"

Li Chi pulled his hands up and placed them on the falling petals, urging him, "Hurry up! Hurry up! After picking them, put them in your bracelet first and protect them with your spiritual energy, otherwise they will wilt."

Gu Chuanlin exhaled deeply, then finally stretched out his hands and began to move. The fur ball also jumped up and down and bit the flowers with his mouth, which made things worse.

Li Chi's mouth widened when he saw this. While picking flowers, he suddenly remembered something and said in surprise, "Oh! That's right! I suddenly remembered that I once found a little crying baby on this tree."

"That guy seems to be new here. He is short and small, and doesn't like to talk. After being bullied by the sect's direct disciples, he hid here and cried."

"Every time I saw him, he was basically being bullied. He wouldn't tell me his name when asked. Later, A Xing and I started calling him Little Earth Cylinder."

"Haha! You don't know what 'Xiao Di Gang' means! That's the dialect in Jiangzhou. It means to describe a person who is short and ugly."

Gu Chuanlin's expression changed slightly, and his hands that were picking flowers became a little stiff.

Li Chi said again: "You used to be in Juyun Sect, I wonder if you have seen him?"

"The guy named Xiao Digang is easy to recognize. I remember he had a mole on his hand... No, there was one on each arm, and they were symmetrical!"

At this time, Gu Chuanlin, who was silently picking locust flowers, had his long sleeves hanging down, revealing a pair of bare arms.

Li Chi glanced casually and saw that there was a sesame-sized mole on the same position of his left and right arms.

This……

Li Chi thought he was seeing things, and he moved closer as if possessed by a ghost, stretched out his finger and scratched one of the moles hard twice.

Damn, I can’t get it off.

I can't get it off even with my other hand.

These two moles are fucking real.

Li Chi felt as if something in his world was collapsing bit by bit, and his whole head began to buzz.

Aa ...

What the hell did he just say? Can someone give him a punch to wake him up?

He doesn't want to live anymore! Really!

He didn't know if the coffin on Feitian Peak was still there. He wanted to go home...

Both of them had blank expressions and remained silent for a long time.

Finally, Li Chi finally suppressed the trembling in his heart and said with great difficulty: "You are not... just a small ground tank?!"