Junior Disciple C

After flying all day and night, the big ship returned to Lingxiao Sword Sect safely.

It's just that compared with the more than 100 people when they set off, when they came back, the number had been reduced by half.

But compared with the previous ones, this casualty is considered small, and Lingxiao Sword Sect has made an unprecedented progress in the past hundred years, and has taken off the hat of the bottom of the century. This trip can be regarded as a complete success .

Although the return journey started at noon, it was already the evening of the second day when we actually arrived at Lingxiao Jianzong.

After the many disciples got off the big boat, they were almost impatient, and returned to their respective rooms, doing the same thing—sleeping.

Although there are places to sleep on the boat, it is not as safe as the bed I usually sleep on.

During the nearly one-week journey, everyone was exhausted, and they only hoped to go back and fall in love with their bedding as soon as possible.

Therefore, this night was extraordinarily quiet.

The trip to the secret place on the floating island finally came to an end, and everything returned to the original state.

After getting enough sleep, Fang Yang recharged his battery, and ran to knock on Feng Ye's door as soon as it was dawn.

When Feng Ye opened his eyes and looked at the still hazy morning sun coming in from the window, his heart was full of confusion.

Obviously, Cao Zirui should have blocked the robbery for him, so why did Fang Yang come to wake him up again.

When he rubbed his eyes and sat up from the familiar bed, he finally realized that Cao Zirui, who was supposed to live next door to Fang Yang, should have gone back to the mountain to live with Fang Yang because he returned to the sect.

And Fang Yang still lives at the foot of the mountain, where the junior disciples live.Due to the limited distance, he couldn't meet his little friend, so he woke up Senior Brother Waste Chai as usual.

Feng Ye was so reluctantly called up by Fang Yang, and then turned his head to wake up Hao Chen who lived not far away.

Seeing Hao Chen's sleepy-eyed look, Feng Ye's depression from being called up early was relieved a lot.

After the three had a casual breakfast, they took the cleaning tools and went to the martial arts square.

Now that everything is back on track, it is natural that the cleaning work cannot be left behind.

Although Hao Chen was not a disciple of his sect, but because of the farewell drama that was overplayed yesterday, in order to obtain Feng Ye's forgiveness, he took the initiative to sign a series of compensation contracts.

These include helping with cleaning, and extras like bed warming.

Of course, most of these bundled additional services were crossed out by Feng Ye, and they were unswervingly rejected.

When they went back to their rooms to sleep last night, Hao Chen unconsciously planned to follow Feng Ye to sleep in his room, but not only was he kicked out by Feng Ye, he was almost hit in the nose by the slammed door.

Hao Chen felt ashamed, and reluctantly went back to sleep in his cold guest room.

But he still couldn't forget Feng Ye's bed. At this moment, after the sleepiness completely subsided, he brought up the old matter again.

Moreover, I deliberately made a foreshadowing for the re-promotion.

Hao Chen held the broom in one hand, rubbed his shoulders with the other, and complained in a vague way: "The bamboo couch in the guest room is so hard, it's really uncomfortable to sleep on."

Feng Ye glanced sideways at Hao Chen, he already had a premonition of what the fish would say next.

Sure enough, Hao Chen immediately said: "Fellow Daoist Feng Ye's bed is comfortable and the size is quite suitable, enough for the two of us to sleep."

His delusion to enter the room was so obvious that Feng Ye was about to refuse, Fang Yang, who had been walking beside the two, started his indiscriminate attack again: "But the rooms at the foot of the mountain are all the same style, and the beds are also the same. They are all bamboo couches, the bed of brother Hao should be exactly the same as the one you sleep on."

"Why is one uncomfortable and the other comfortable?" Fang Yang asked a simple question.

Hao Chen was speechless.

Feng Ye chuckled. Although Silly Baitian is silly, his lethality cannot be underestimated.Fang Yang is merciless when tearing down the stage, and he doesn't distinguish between enemy and friend.

Feng Ye had been dismantled by Fang Yang without realizing it before, and now it was Hao Chen's turn.It can be said that Feng Shui turns in turn, and the muzzle of Silly Baitian also turns.

Hao Chen, who was swept into a sieve, shut his mouth embarrassingly, and didn't speak again all the way.

The three of them walked to the martial arts square, which Feng Ye was responsible for cleaning.

After leaving for nearly a week, the martial arts square has not been cleaned for nearly a week, and now the fallen leaves are piled up all over the ground.

Seeing this, Feng Ye rolled up his sleeves, he was busy today.

When Hao Chen saw this, he turned his head to Feng Ye and pretended to be sick: "Daoist Feng Ye, I suddenly feel unwell, how about..."

Hao Chen said, trying to return the broom to Feng Ye.

This fish is so lazy!Feng Ye thought to himself.

He was not willing to just let Hao Chen fulfill his wish, and said directly: "What's wrong with you?"

Hao Chen rolled his eyes and chose the most common reason. He held his stomach and made a look of unbearable pain: "I don't know, I just feel abdominal pain..."

His performance is contrived and hypocritical, which means Fang Yang will believe it.

Fang Yang asked with concern: "Why do you suddenly have a stomachache?"

Feng Ye sneered, and suddenly asked Fang Yang a question irrelevantly: "Do you have any female relatives in your family?"

Fang Yang nodded. He thought about it for a while, and suddenly made a look of enlightenment: "So it is! My cousin does have a few days a month with unbearable abdominal pain, and she can't do her work."

He sighed at Hao Chen: "Unexpectedly, brother Hao and my cousin, who have never known each other before, would have the same illness."

Seeing Fang Yang being so excited, Feng Ye guessed what he was going to say, so he nodded agreeingly: "That's right, you Brother Hao always have a few days every month."

"It's so pitiful." Fang Yang made a sympathetic look, then stepped forward and patted Hao Chen's shoulder.

Hao Chen: "..."

A brat like Fang Yang didn't know what his cousin was up to those days, but Hao Chen certainly didn't know, and he also knew that Feng Ye had seen through his performance and was secretly mocking himself.

Hao Chen couldn't pretend. Although he wasn't human, he was a real male fish, and he couldn't give birth, so naturally he didn't have so many days in a month.

"Cough cough..." Hao Chen coughed dryly, and changed his words: "It hurts a little bit, but now it's better again."

He took back the broom that he wanted to hand to Feng Ye, and prepared to help clean it up.

However, Feng Ye wanted to teach this lazy fish a lesson, so he deliberately put on a concerned look: "Such inexplicable pain, in my opinion, is due to Fellow Daoist Hao Chen, your body is too weak, look at me, cleaning and exercising every day, So there is no disease or pain."

As he said that, Feng Ye handed his broom to Hao Chen, and said with an expression of "I'm doing it for your own good": "Fellow Taoist Hao Chen still needs to exercise more, let's start today, this square is handicapped." Here you go."

Hao Chen, with a broom in each hand: "..."

The situation developed in the completely opposite direction from what he had expected.

Just when Hao Chen was thinking about finding another reason to return the broom, an old acquaintance slowly walked towards the three of them.

Deacon Zhang greeted the three of them with a smile on his face: "You are all back, not bad."

He walked to the side of the three of them, and first praised Fang Yang: "I heard that you are the dark horse of this trip to the secret place of the floating island. I didn't expect you to be so lucky, and you really picked up the ice grass! "

Fang Yang rubbed his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Thank you for your kind words."

"Haha." Although he knew it was flattery, Deacon Zhang still showed a complacent expression: "I just said that casually."

When he was finished, he remembered to pay attention to the other two, the rumored couple who were inseparable.

He looked at Feng Ye, his eyes paused for a while on Feng Ye's clothes that were not cheap at first glance, and then looked at Hao Chen, a little puzzled: "Are you guys all right in Tiangong Pavilion?"

He didn't mind sending other disciples to visit, but he was simply puzzled by this Tiangongge disciple's behavior of not going back for a long time.

Hao Chen smiled and explained the reason why he was kicked out by the head because he got zero points. At the end, he pretended to salute and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"What kind of trouble is this!" Deacon Zhang waved his hands again and again, and patted Hao Chen's shoulder, and said kindly: "It's like your own home. Our Lingxiao Sword Sect has many rooms, and you are not missing one."

When it was over, he also sighed: "You Wuzhangmen are so big, why are you so small-minded, and you are kicked out because you don't want to see you with a zero score? Look, I heard that our faction also has a scorer!" Zero points, our head didn't say a word, and didn't mean to drive him out."

Feng Ye who got zero points: "..."

It seems that Deacon Zhang is as well informed as he is, and he still doesn't know the real identity of the other zero-scorer.

Hearing what Deacon Zhang said, both Hao Chen and Fang Yang couldn't help but glance at Feng Ye, but Feng Ye remained silent.

It's not something glorious to get zero points, so he won't rush to admit it.

Deacon Zhang was a little strange about the reaction of these three people, so he asked, "What do you all see him doing?"

Hao Chen and Fang Yang immediately looked away, while Feng Ye coughed dryly: "It's nothing."

In order to prevent the fact that he was another zero-score player from being exposed, and also for the sake of what he had always wanted to inquire about, Feng Ye changed the subject and said, "It's better to be our head Ji."

Deacon Zhang was successfully distracted, and immediately echoed: "Isn't it! Let me say that although the Lingxiao Sword Sect under the leadership of Master Ji has been hovering at the tenth place, he is much better than the previous leader. .”

Deacon Zhang is such a person, if you give him a head start, he will continue to speak without end.

Seeing that Deacon Zhang bit the bait he threw down, Feng Ye continued to speak in a calm manner, "How do you say it?"

"This..." Deacon Zhang opened his mouth to say something, but when he got to his mouth, he remembered that the three newcomers probably didn't know about the incident a hundred years ago, so he hesitated to say it.

Seeing this, Feng Ye continued to throw bait down: "The former head you said was Ling...?"

"Hush!" Deacon Zhang immediately raised his index finger and made a silent gesture.

Seeing that Feng Ye didn't say that name, he patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief, then asked in confusion, "How do you know about this?"

"Deacon Zheng told us the last time we went to fetch the magic weapon." Feng Ye sold Deacon Zheng without hesitation.

"Old Zheng has such a big mouth!" Deacon Zhang unconsciously accused others.

"Since you know, it's okay for me to talk about it." Deacon Zhang accused him on the surface, but he was actually happy that he could share gossip. His favorite thing is telling stories.

"When the former head was around, although he relied on his own strength, he brought the Lingxiao Sword Sect from the top three to the top of the world in one fell swoop, becoming the number one super sect in the world. But not long after that, He started looking for some real way to get above the clouds."

"He found Jianmu, and then tried to plant it several times, all of which ended in failure. During that time, as the head of the sect, he left the sect's affairs behind and went to plant trees alone. !” Deacon Zhang was still a little annoyed when he said it: “At that time, the affairs of the entire sect were placed on Sect Leader Ji, and he was obviously not the Sect Leader, but he was doing the job of Sect Leader instead of his irresponsible senior brother.”

"But Ling... what the former leader did was not meaningless!" Fang Yang couldn't help arguing for Ling Yun. In his opinion, Ling Yun's move to reach the sky is unprecedented, and it is worthy of respect. hero.

Ling Yun is not irresponsible, the original reason he planted Jianmu was just to take Ling Xiao Jianzong to a higher level.

"What's the point?" Deacon Zhang asked disdainfully: "What did he grow in the end? The result is that Ying Long was attracted! It caused a catastrophe, and his own death was not enough, and he also killed the Lingxiao Sword Sect You are charged with offending God!"

Deacon Zhang became angrier as he spoke: "He died happily, leaving behind a mess. The group of people whose relatives and friends died in the fire swarmed our sect to make up for it."

"Why do you need compensation from our sect?" Fang Yang was puzzled.It was obviously Ying Long who killed their relatives and friends, so what happened to Guan Lingxiao Sword Sect?

Deacon Zhang shook his head and said: "What else could it be? Because we had no leader at the time, so we were easy to bully. They didn't have the guts to go to Yinglong to ask for compensation, so of course they were staring at us. Who is our leader, Jianmu?" , is also the disaster he brought."

"You have never seen the scene at that time. The group of people said they came to seek justice for the dead relatives and friends, and surrounded our mountain gate. In fact, they are no different from robbers. The Lingxiao Sword Sect is powerful. Even if the former master Before the sect became the sect leader, we had always been in the top three, why did we lose so quickly once he died?"

"Because our family has been hollowed out, many of the magic tools and elixir accumulated by Ling Xiao Jianzong over the years have been taken away by those people in the name of compensation."

Speaking of this, Deacon Zhang sighed for a long time: "Well, in fact, the Lingxiao Sword Sect almost disappeared after that incident. The head of the sect died, and many elders and disciples in the sect also died. If not Master Ji stepped forward to take over this mess, and faced accusations and insults from other sects, the word Ling Xiao Jianzong probably disappeared completely."

"Over the past hundred years, Master Ji has worked hard step by step, and finally managed to keep Lingxiao Sword Sect down. Although the strength is not as good as before, but in the end, he also fell to the tenth ranking. How difficult it is, you have never experienced You can't feel it."

Deacon Zhang showed a look of reminiscence. He is over a hundred years old and has experienced the rise and fall of the Lingxiao Sword Sect. It is precisely because of his personal experience that he understands the difficulty of being the head of Ji Chengyue.

"Some people say that Master Ji is not as good as his senior brother in everything. Compared with his amazingly talented senior brother, he is as mediocre as a stone on the side of the road. But without this stone that can stand upright in the wind and rain, this inheritance will not be able to survive." The sect that has been around for nearly a thousand years will collapse if it is said to collapse."

"So in my opinion, Sect Leader Ji is much stronger than the previous Sect Leader." Deacon Zhang concluded.

Fang Yang didn't try to argue after listening, because what Deacon Zhang said was not unreasonable.

"The head of Ji...does he hate his senior brother?" Feng Ye, who had been listening quietly all this time, suddenly asked.

Deacon Zhang was stunned for a moment, then stroked his chin and thought for a moment: "I'm not sure about this, I would definitely hate it, if it wasn't for this crazy brother's crazy behavior, it wouldn't have caused a series of evil consequences later."

If you don't plant Jianmu, you won't provoke Yinglong, and it won't lead to the downfall of Lingxiao Sword Sect, and then Ji Chengyue has to bear the consequences caused by Lingyun alone, and take over the head under the desperation that thousands of people point out. The burden of keeping Ling Xiao Jianzong alive.

In terms of emotion and reason, it is normal for Ji Chengyue to hate his senior brother.

"But..." Deacon Zhang changed the subject: "I'm not the person involved after all. Master Ji and his senior brother actually have a very good relationship. The two of them grew up together and learned swordsmanship from Master Xuanxu together. Although they are senior brothers, But feelings are better than blood brothers."

"We don't know what Master Ji thinks. He has never commented on what the previous master did in front of others. Everyone said that the former master was a sinner through the ages, and Master Ji never personally said these four things. word." Deacon Zhang spread his hands.

After hearing this, Feng Ye thought to himself, Ji Chengyue's attitude towards Ling Yun is actually the key, which will determine whether Ji Chengyue has the possibility of hiding the fragments of Jianmu.

So he deliberately talked to Deacon Zhang like this, although the result he got was still a bit vague.

But the size was a good deal, and there was nothing left to ask, so Feng Ye sent away the talkative Deacon Zhang: "It's getting late, let's go clean first."

Deacon Zhang glanced at the square covered with fallen leaves. It was an obvious big project, so he patted Feng Ye and Hao Chen on the shoulders and encouraged him, "Come on!"

After finishing speaking, he put his hands behind his back and wandered elsewhere leisurely.

He wasn't worried at all about whether the two of them could finish the cleaning. After all, there was a saying that goes well: If a husband and wife work together, they won't be tired from work.