Quick Wear: Out-of-print White Moonlight, Refusing to Fall from the Altar

The person who was speaking was a little fat man, and he was shaking his head as he spoke.

The people around him were laughing at him, saying that he had no talent and no background, so how could he have the nerve to dream of a glorious future?

Even if Senior Sister Liu wanted to find a Taoist partner, she should look for someone like Ji Wensheng, the fourth disciple of the Taoist Master Shangxian.

Ji Wensheng, who was walking in the middle, scratched his head and said:

"Hey, don't do that."

While holding his chin high and laughing.

Seeing his rude look, the brother next to him elbowed him and started fighting again.

While they were bustling about, Su Jin passed by them in the drizzle holding a paper umbrella.

A crisp scent of ink passed through the air, and the pendants under the white feather earrings collided with each other, making a crisp sound. The fresh air with drizzle passed by silently like a breeze.

Several young men subconsciously glanced to the side. There were not many real people in Qianyuan Sect who could hold an umbrella, not to mention that this person had an impressive cold temperament.

Even though the paper umbrella obscured her face, her slender figure, her cool and elegant temperament, and her black hair swaying gently on her white clothes were still visible.

All of them show that this person is a great beauty!

Many young disciples were stunned.

The little fat boy asked, still drooling:

"Is this sister also from Jade Maiden Peak? She seems to have such a unique aura. It's a shame I didn't get to see her face."

Ji Wensheng also turned around to look. The figure was cold and detached, walking in the misty drizzle, and soon disappeared into the silent world, like a passerby.

For some reason, Ji Wensheng felt that this person had a lifeless feeling.

A disciple who recognized Su Jin suddenly said:

"Hey wait! That person is not a female cultivator. He seems to be the eldest disciple of the Immortal Taoist, Su Jin!"

"what!"

The little fat boy's heart was broken for the second time.

His expression became a little subtle. He looked at Ji Wensheng, who was the center of attention and favored by the sect leader and two talented senior brothers, and then thought of the person in the rumor.

Hesitantly said:

"Then isn't he the one who was accepted into the sect by the sect master as an exception, but was abandoned in the back mountains because he only has four spiritual roots...a waste?"

Ji Wensheng looked away when he heard this, curled his lips, and hit the fat man on the head with a chestnut!

"Stop talking nonsense! Fate is predestined. Even if he was abandoned by Master, he's still my Big Brother. If you keep saying that, don't blame me for turning my back on you!"

Ji Wensheng is the most talented and fastest-advancing disciple among the new batch of disciples. He has now reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. No one here dares to refute him.

Even though he is sometimes eccentric, when he becomes serious, everyone listens to him and he acts like a leader.

After hearing this, the fat man immediately lowered his head and stopped talking.

After saying this, Ji Wensheng, for some reason, turned around and looked in the direction where his senior brother disappeared.

I feel that person is inexplicably lifeless, and feels so lonely as if he is about to leave the world. He is so pitiful.

Although he was the master's eldest disciple, he was criticized by the outer disciples in Qianyuan Sect. He had lived for more than three hundred years, but lived like a passerby.

Even on the day when Ji Wensheng became a disciple, the other two senior brothers came to give him gifts, but this senior brother did not come.

Ji Wensheng didn't blame Su Jin at all. When he saw Su Jin, he even felt that it was not the eldest brother's fault!

It’s the master’s fault!

The sect doesn't value the eldest senior brother and treats him as a passerby. Naturally, the eldest senior brother won't value him either and won't even show up on the day of becoming his disciple!

If you meet Senior Brother next time, be nice to him.

Thinking this, Ji Wensheng went down the mountain with other disciples.

On the other side, Su Jin didn't know yet, but his back had left a deep impression on Ji Wensheng.

He just walked all the way to the hillside of Yunv Peak and wiped the water off his paper umbrella under Liu Yan'er's corridor.

After cleaning the dirt off his shoes, he knocked on the door.

"Is Junior Sister Liu here? The Frost Pill you requested is ready."

His voice is clear and cold, just like him, very recognizable.

The door was soon opened from the inside, and a plump woman covered by clothes appeared inside.

She looked at the newcomer with a pair of smiling eyes and said happily:

"Brother Su! I was just thinking of you. The elixir you made is really useful. Even though it's only fourth grade, the quality is incredibly high!"

"If Senior Brother didn't show up so often, I'm afraid there would be another great master of alchemy in this world of cultivation."

There was a hint of intimacy in Liu Yan'er's words, and she moved closer and closer as she spoke.

Su Jin sighed, reached out his hand, pressed Liu Yan'er's forehead with his index finger, and pushed her back.

"You always have a sweet mouth, and everything you say is right."

As he said this, Su Jin took out the medicine box and handed it to Liu Yan'er.

Seeing that her charm didn't work, Liu Yan'er opened the box somewhat depressed.

He complained that this trick was effective on so many disciples, but why it had no effect on Su Jin for so many years.

You really don't understand romantic ideas!

While opening the box, he looked at the bright and shiny pills.

He said, "I'm not lying. Even if you sell the elixirs that Senior Brother refines at an auction, you won't be able to buy anything of this quality."

"With this Frost Pill, the strange fire in my body can be suppressed a little. I'll be in trouble for the next few years, Senior Brother."

"No problem."

Su Jin responded indifferently. He was making pills out of boredom.

He would often pile up the results of his practice there. Xiaoyun and Xiaoshi would take some, and the rest would be fed to the fish in the pond.

As a result, all the carp in the pond outside his bamboo house became intelligent, making it difficult for Su Jin to kill them and not tasty to eat them.

The lotus flowers and lotus seeds in that pond never wither all year round and can be picked and used as medicine.

Su Jin has experienced this kind of thing of doing something for others many times.

Even if the other party is the materialistic woman Liu Yan'er in the original text who is arrogant, vain, tries to curry favor with the powerful, mistakes pearls for fish eyes, and kicks the male protagonist away.

Su Jin treated them equally, after all, that was from Ji Wensheng's perspective. In Su Jin's perspective, Liu Yan'er was just a little junior sister who was a bit of a philanderer.

Thinking of this, I chatted with Liu Yan'er for a while.

Su Jin opened the paper umbrella again and walked quietly into the rain alone.

The raindrops hitting his body created a hazy white mist, making him look less like a real person and more like the bright moon in the sky or a banished immortal in the mountains.

Liu Yan'er, who was standing at the door holding the pill box, sighed with emotion when she saw this scene:

"It would be great if Senior Brother Su's spiritual roots were a little higher. Even if he only had three spiritual roots, he could cultivate to the Golden Core stage. If he had a lifespan of a thousand years, Yan'er would be willing to serve him."

Unfortunately, Su Jin only has four spiritual roots and cannot gather energy.

He was only supposed to live for 500 years, and now more than 360 years have passed. His time is almost up!