I have been assisting these years

Qi Jin really didn't return overnight, but the next day she was sent to Cuiling Mountain by Su Mingzhen herself, and happened to meet Feng Changyu when she was going down the Yunqiao.

Feng Changyu still looked like a sick beauty, and Wen Xuanqing, who was pushing the wooden chair behind her, always felt that the atmosphere was not right.

He just ran into Feng Changyu in a wheelchair when he went out in the morning, looking lonely.

No one asked about the exact age of the cultivators, and everyone in the whole world only knew that they were classified according to their seniority.The direct disciples of Feng Changyu's previous generation basically went out for training, and only a few remained as teachers.

The last time Wen Xuanqing heard Qi Jin say that Feng Changyu was probably several hundred years old, Qi Jin didn't say how old he was, but the young man understood what those three words were——

old monster.

He has no scruples at all that his junior brother is a real monster.

If you want to talk about old age, the age of the sect masters of each sect is calculated in thousands, not to mention the Que Master.

What's more, Feng Changyu's eyes are too touching, when he talks to his juniors and younger sisters, he is smiling, even if he is in a trance, there is an indescribable beauty.

Although the elder sister is scary, she looks too weak.

When the breeze came, her hair fluttered, and her whole figure was as thin as a piece of paper.At this time, the young man has not yet been able to distinguish between the woman's disguise and her true nature, so with a little compassion, he volunteered to go with Feng Changyu.

The woman who shaved the same robe as him frowned and thanked him.

Probably the gazes from the disciples passing by on the road were too piercing. When he arrived at Cuiling Mountain, Wen Xuanqing felt that his whole body was full of holes, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Feng Changyu said that he was here to teach, but the teacher of the book class today was delayed by something, so somehow he found Feng Changyu.

You don't have to come early in the morning.

Wen Xuanqing thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask.

"and many more."

Wen Xuanqing stopped and followed Feng Changyu's gaze.

There were two people just coming down from Yunqiao over there, the tall one was wearing a crimson robe, the short one was held by the tall one, and the moon white robe was exactly the same as that of him and the elder sister.

Who else would know it was her second senior sister Qi Wujin without looking at her face.

Wen Xuanqing couldn't help but think of his reaction when his second senior sister teased the senior sister.

He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Feng Changyu.

It's a pity that the other party was wearing a veil, and his eyes were very flat, the only thing that frightened Wen Xuanqing was the stare.

This "straight hook" only lasted for a moment, but he saw it in his eyes, and he worshiped the gods and Buddhas for the second senior sister in his heart.

Qi Jin hadn't woken up yet, and his whole body was groggy.

One of her problems is that when she doesn't sleep well, her level of confusion is several times that of ordinary people, and she is also very clingy.

Yesterday I went to Su Mingzhen's residence to say something delicious, but Su Mingzhen, a good-for-nothing, couldn't light a fire, so she had to do it herself.

It took Qi Jin a long time to think about it before he realized that Su Mingzhen was playing with her.

The opponent's cultivation base is dozens of times that of hers, and he can start a fire with just a random spell, but it depends on her being in a hurry.

It's already midnight when the hot pot is hot, when things are cooked, and when we sit together and eat together.

Qi Jin felt sleepy after eating, Su Mingzhen fed her like a chicken pecking at rice, and wanted to reach out and pull her up.

Unexpectedly, Qi Jin fell asleep with her hand on his pillow.

Probably really tired and snoring.

Su Mingzhen doesn't mind at all that the other party stays at his place.

She lived alone since she was a child, and she didn't hide anywhere, but she also ran around, grabbing every meal, and then set foot on this road for a meal.

Nowadays, I don’t have to worry about food and clothing, but I feel lonely occasionally.

Different from Feng Changyu's talent, she has been in Yuqing Palace for many years, from an outer disciple in green clothes to the current star gate deputy director, no one can empathize with the ups and downs.

Many people come and go to Yuqingque every year, some give up, and some go down the mountain.

She didn't want to leave, the mountain had changed for a hundred years, and there was already a new house in the scorched earth after the fire.

No one knew why the illustrious family died tragically in a fire, and the dynasties changed for generations, and she was no longer an ordinary person, but she always felt sad in Yuqingque's Yunshu Yunjuan.

A little too boring.

The same color day after day, the same rules day after day, no different disciples day after day.

Qi Jin is the finishing touch to the boring picture scroll in her eyes.

The cool night breeze blows up the long curtains in the corridor of Su Mingzhen's residence, one after another, one after another, and blows open her unclosed windows.

Qi Jin, who was lying on the couch sound asleep, seemed to feel the cool wind, and rolled in a circle.

Su Ming closed the window, and the table was full of Star Gate disciples' rosters. Feng Zhi didn't care about these things, but there were so many trivial matters in each sect, which made it hard for the deputy directors of Star Gate. I went down the mountain under the pretext of practicing.

So much so that when Su Mingzhen was about to stay at the end of his tour, Feng Zhi immediately asked her to stay when he saw her name.

Feng Zhi doesn't like to go out of the mountain, except for Cuiling Mountain where she has a regular medical science class, or when she has to attend the year-end exam, she stays in her leisure hall, and even the direct disciples rarely see her.

This is somewhat similar to Leng Qiuzi, the director of Yuemen.

It's just that the rumors of the two disagreements have been hanging around, making people afraid to comment.

The director is so lazy that Su Mingzhen has to come up with the questions for the internal test.

Qi Jin always felt that Su Mingzhen was so idle all day long that he could meet him everywhere, but in fact Su Mingzhen moved most of his things to night, fortunately she was in this star gate of alchemy and couldn't sleep well One pill is enough.

Su Mingzhen's residence is not far from the residence of the direct disciples of the Star Gate, and there is a lot of noise early in the morning.

However, the group of people who were in the same period as Qi Jin had already passed the time to attend classes on a regular basis, and were busy with the practice prescribed by the sect.

So Qi Jin was even more upset.

She was dragged out of the star gate by Su Mingzhen, her eyes could hardly be opened, and she was blaming Su Mingzhen for making a fire until midnight, and she would definitely fall from the sword today.

Qi Jin's voice was originally soft, and it would be a little clearer if he raised his voice in front of others, but at this time, he lacked strength, and the little yelling turned into a weak murmur, and the whole person was about to fall, making Su Ming Zhen had no choice but to pick her up and hold her in his arms.

"Wake up, we've arrived at Cuiling Mountain."

She reached out and pinched Qi Jin's nose.

Qi Jin squinted his eyes and slapped the opponent's hand away, covered his eyes and groaned in pain.

As a result, before he could drink, Su Ming stuffed something into the pillow.

Qi Jin almost choked to death.

"What the hell!"

She pursed her lips, feeling a little bitter when she smashed it, then frowned, and gave Su Ming a palm pillow happily.

In the crowd, many people looked towards this side.

Su Mingzhen is also a big person in Yuqing Palace. After all, if there is any big scene, the chief director of the Star Gate is not present, and the deputy director is presiding over it.

What's more, Senior Sister Su is full of heroism, and her smile is like a spring breeze. Even if her voice is not very pleasant, her temperament is gentle, which makes people immediately like her.

But today, deputy director Su looked a little embarrassed. Although the crown was neat, the tail of the hair was messy, a bit like being caught by someone.

There is also a light pink book bag hanging on her body, and there are two legs of an unknown animal sewn in cloth hanging from the bottom of the book bag. When she moves, those two legs will shake, which is really funny.

"Concentration and refreshing pill," Su Mingzhen touched the end of Qi Jin's hair, pulled him out of his arms, and patted him on the shoulder, "It's getting late, go quickly, or you will be punished for being late." Master Xiang's training."

Qi Jin snorted, the Concentration and Refreshing Pill worked well, but her mouth was full of bitterness, she looked disgusted, and wanted to leave.

Being pulled by Su Mingzhen, there was something extra in his palm.

Qi Jin took a look and saw that it was a ebony plum.

"It's almost there."

She turned and didn't look back.

Su Mingzhen looked at her swaying hair, a few braids were hidden in the black hair, and the silver thread was like a streamer under the light, which was very eye-catching.

"Little white-eyed wolf."

She said something.

Turning his head to go down the mountain, he saw Feng Changyu a few feet away.

The other party is also looking at her.

Su Mingzhen nodded at the other party, there were many disciples coming and going, they sat and stood, nodding and smiling through the crowd, they looked quite familiar.

However, the smiles of each other did not reach the bottom of the eyes, and when they turned their heads away, their disgust for each other surfaced, and then they were forcibly suppressed.

It seems that each other hates an innate sense of intimacy.

When the morning class officially started, Qi Jin was completely awake. She suddenly began to envy the life of the Star Gate. She felt uncomfortable and took a pill. Ask about that mind-boosting pill.

Wen Xuanqing didn't expect that he would really have a class with his second senior sister.

This feeling is really too subtle.

Qi Jin was in a good state today, but when he came down, he looked sullen. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his junior brother who was looking at him with a distorted expression, and let out a sigh.

"Is there something on my face?"

Wen Xuanqing shook his head.

"You don't come to me for a class, the junior brother can fly, do you want the senior sister to teach you?"

Qi Jin showed a smile, but the next second he watched his junior brother go up so steadily.

Like a thunderbolt.

Qi Jin wished he could raise his head to the sky and howl.

Is this the halo of the hero?

Coupled with Feng Changyu's charming heroine halo.

So is Su Mingzhen the only one who can cherish each other with her?

At the end of the morning class, many disciples rushed to the dining hall, after all, there was only two quarters of an hour before the class was about to begin.

Qi Jin had to retake the class in the afternoon and evening, so he planned to go back with a sad face.

Wen Xuanqing sensed his second senior sister's depressed mood, so it was rare for him to take the initiative to show his kindness, and asked, "Do you want to have breakfast with me, senior sister?"

Qi Jin turned his head: "Okay!"

You changed your face too quickly, so fast that Wen Xuanqing felt that there was another pit in front of him waiting for him to jump down.

as predicted.

There were many disciples in the dining hall, and Wen Xuanqing felt that his second senior sister could accurately find out where Yuling was every time as if she had something on her body.

He was still in a daze until he sat in front of Yuling.

"Morning sister Yuling," Qi Jin smiled at the little girl. There were a few direct disciples of the Star Gate sitting next to them, who also knew Qi Jin, and laughed when he heard Qi Jin say this—

"Qi Wujin, why do you always drag your junior brother to eat our star gate disciples' food?"

Qi Jin glared at the provocative one, "Did I eat your rice?"

When she is silent and expressionless, she can still see some traces of glamorous and noble, but the effect of staring at people is not as good as her expressionless face. The other party is not afraid of her at all, so it's natural to reply.

Qi Jin doesn't want to care about the other party, she is still busy assisting the young man to fall in love.

Wen Xuanqing is just a fool, and has been working hard.

"Why is Yu Ling sitting alone today?"

Yu Ling always felt that the beautiful senior sister of Yuemen was a little strange. She hadn't been a student for long, but she also heard the brothers and sisters of the same school talking about Qi Jin, saying that this Qi Wujin was really a disgrace to Yuemen.

She didn't quite understand, although Qi Jin was a bit strange, but she could still feel that the other party was not malicious, and she also helped her find Wen Xuanqing, so she still had a good impression of him.

"Because the ones I took the class with didn't have much appetite."

"Oh."

Qi Jin still didn't give up, and asked Yu Ling again the question he asked in the morning class.

"That Concentration and Brain Refreshing Pill, is there anyone in your sect selling it?"

She felt that it was boring to say it, Yuling is an inner disciple, and she probably hasn't started to get in touch with these things yet.

But the person at the table next to him heard it, sneered, and looked at Qi Jin with his face propped up——

"Junior Sister Qi Jin, you are also a lion. Ordinary Xingnao Pills are called Xingnao Pills. Only we can make them that can be called Ningshen Xinnao Pills. Moreover, this kind of pill is troublesome and has no benefit for cultivation. People will go to practice."

"You don't either?"

Qi Jin asked the direct disciple of the star gate.

The male disciple is also dressed in a crimson purple repair gown, and looks passable, but Qi Jin feels that he is not as cute as his own junior, so he hasn't said a few words for so many years.

"It's not that it's not good for anyone to practice."

"Can't I pay for it?"

"Money and wealth are things outside the body of a person who cultivates the Tao."

Qi Jin was a little frustrated.

Yuling took a look at Wen Xuanqing, and found that her little bamboo horse had been looking at her, causing her to blush immediately, and lowered her head to bite the pie.

Qi Jin is no longer depressed.

He snorted and said, I don't care.

Next time, if you ask Su Ming for a pillow, you can spend a lot of money.

She took a sip of the porridge happily, but she heard the junior brother beside her say——

"Senior Sister, I forgot to tell you. I came here with Senior Sister today. She will teach us instead of the teacher of the book class in the afternoon."

Qi Jin got a mouthful of porridge stuck in his throat, choking heart-piercingly.