Chapter 333 I know. But I still want to give it a try.
The mountain in front of the academy and the flat ground of the school yard.
At the beginning, the **** of the second-floor mountaineering assessment was covered with thick white snow, and there was no one there.
The cold wind is howling, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, the empty mountain is lonely, and you can vaguely see a few dots of mud prints left by Feihong's stepping on the snow.
Ning Que stopped before the slope, turned around and looked at the short-haired monk who was ten steps behind, and said seriously, "I have no enmity with senior brother Guan Hai, right?"
Guan Hai beat the ground with a stick, saluted with one hand, and said, "Yes, there is no enmity or enmity between you and me, just simply discussing and asking for advice."
Ning Que's cultivation is only in the early stage of Dongxuan, while Guan Hai is already a virtuous and powerful person in the late stage of Dongxuan. If he fights forcefully, he will definitely force out the Taotie Dafa and expose the truth of obsession.
Along the way, Ning Que was thinking in his heart, thinking about how to deal with the enemy, thinking about whether Guan Hai's 'teaching' was temporary or had ulterior motives.
But since you come to the front mountain of the academy, you will be noticed by the brothers and sisters in the back mountain if you make any movement. If the other party agrees, it’s okay to just discuss and teach; With the no-distance realm of senior brothers, I can definitely last until the arrival of several senior brothers.
"Since we have no enmity, but only to learn from each other, I will have no sword, arrow or talisman in today's battle. You and I each make a move to determine the outcome, how about it?" Shangyuan Thirteen Arrows said in a deep voice.
"Mr. Thirteen is as good as water, and as humble as a valley." Guan Hai nodded and smiled, and saluted again, "Today's battle, Guan Hai felt angry, so I will rely on sir, and one move will determine the outcome."
Ning Que looked solemn, his eyebrows and eyelashes moved slightly.
Am I guessing wrong? Didn't the senior brother of Lan Ke Xuankong in front of me be ordered to kill me?
On the snow cliff in the mountains, two figures appeared from the void one after the other without warning. Zhou Ji paused, glanced at Li Slowly beside him, and once again lamented the horror of controlling the rules of heaven.
If it weren't for the supernatural powers that have been cultivated to shrink the ground to an inch, facing this kind of strong man who appears and disappears for thousands of miles, I am afraid that holding two swords may not be able to win him.
Followed by Jun Mo, Yu Lian, Chen Pipi and others.
Jun Mo came here because he was warlike. He was so proud that he would never allow the monks of Tianqing Sect to dare to provoke at the gate of the academy. For Chen Pipi, it was not unusual for him to come here because he had the best relationship with Ning Que. The key is The Su Lan figure followed behind the two.
Seemingly aware of Zhou Ji's gaze, Yu Lian's demeanor was cold, as in the past, strangers should not enter, and said in a flat tone, "Who are the 12th and 13th brothers fighting against?"
"That person looks like Mount Lanke, an ascetic monk from the Xuankong Temple." Chen Pipi subconsciously stretched out his finger to his mouth, thinking, "Looking at his cultivation level and age, he must be Master Qishan's disciple Guan Hai."
Jun Mo glanced at the third junior sister suspiciously, shifted his gaze, moved to Zhou Ji, and swayed back and forth between the two of them many times, always feeling that something was wrong.
Leaning slowly towards Li, he said in a low voice, "Eldest senior brother, did Third Junior Sister quarrel with Mr. Zhou?"
"No?" Li slowly looked down at the two people who were facing each other down the mountain, and said quietly, "Maybe there are some things that have not been figured out, or have they been figured out?"
Li Slowly's voice was not loud, but the cultivation and state of the few people present were far beyond the common world, whether it was Yu Lian who was pretending to be deaf or Chen Pipi who was dumbfounded, they could all hear clearly.
Zhou Ji looked at the gentle and bookish woman beside him, with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak.
Obviously, swords were at the bottom of the mountain, and the situation was imminent, but the thoughts of everyone on the mountain were all shifted from Ning Que to Zhou Ji and Yu Lian.
"Control, must control!"
The thick black fog kept churning on the surface of his body but was constantly suppressed by his will. Wisps of crimson blood appeared on Ning Que's face, making his already painful expression even more ferocious.
It seemed that there was a roar of Taotie in his ears, Ning Que clenched his fists tightly and let Guan Hai hit him on the back with all his strength.
‘Brother, Pippi, and my fellow countryman, if you are here, you must watch it! It's already the limit to bear Senior Brother Guan Hai's attack. If he really wants to kill me, you must take action! '
A mouthful of hot blood spewed out, and a faint white mist floated in the air. Ning Que's inner thoughts were completely crushed by Guan Hai's blow, and the gluttonous power in his body, which was difficult to control, also bounced back with Guan Hai's thought power, and knocked the opponent down. Taking a few steps back, he looked at his hands in disbelief.
The gluttonous power is fleeting, Guan Hai only feels the majestic power in Ning Que's body, but he doesn't know that the other party is just a feign of being strong on the outside but capable on the inside.
The so-called bystanders are clear, but Jun Mo and Yu Lian who are on the snow cliff are different.
Straightening his high crown of hair, Jun Mo frowned slightly, looked down the mountain with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice, "Little brother, is he bewitched?"
Li Slowly knew about this when he was in Tucheng, so it was not surprising, and Yu Lian noticed the gluttonous Dafa in his body at the first sight when he met Zhou Ji again in the old library, and now seeing Ning Que, he will , couldn't help turning his eyes to Zhou Ji.
Zhou Ji coughed lightly, "Ning Que's mind power is passed down from Liansheng Thirty-two, I just copied the exercises from it, you won't be angry, right?"
"That finger is in Shisan's hand. If you want to be angry, he should be angry." Yu Lian's eyes were cold, and his tone was flat, "I'm just a teacher in the old library of the academy. What does the matter of the Demon Sect have to do with me?"
Sure enough, he was still angry.
Zhou Ji, Li Ranman, Jun Mo, and Chen Pipi didn't open their mouths, but they seemed to speak in unison.
On the school grounds, Ning Que didn't wait for Guan Hai to take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He was completely relieved, turned around, and with a curved mouth, pretended, "If I make a move, you will die!"
Guan Hai looked at Ning Que in shock, and said bitterly, "Mount Qi collapsed in front of him, but his face remained unchanged. Mr. Thirteen can still remain calm in a dangerous situation. With such concentration, such a mind, Guan Hai is ashamed of himself."
Ning Que's expression was calm and calm, and he suppressed the surging blood in his body until he saw Xiao Suo's leaving back disappearing into the vast snow field, then he stroked his chest, and spewed out another mouthful of blood.
"Ning Que!" "Little Junior Brother!"
Chen Pipi and Jun Mo saw Ning Que vomit blood and jumped down from the cliff, while Zhou Ji took a step forward. The light images on both sides were distorted and stretched by some regular force. Bloody Ning Que's shoulder.
"Concentrating on regulating breath, calming down Qi and blood."
Suddenly an extra hand appeared on his shoulder, Ning Que's heartstrings suddenly tensed and then quickly relaxed.
In the front mountain of the academy, the only ones who can appear by my side without warning are the teacher, senior brother and Zhou Ji.
Hearing Zhou Ji's voice, Ning Que closed his eyes slightly, and felt a neutral and peaceful spiritual force flow into his body from his shoulders, repairing the meridians that had been ravaged by the devilish energy, and calming the dark wounds caused by the collision of qi and blood.
After a while, Ning Que slowly opened his eyes. The injuries in his body had healed, and there were several familiar figures in front of him.
After saluting to the senior brothers and sisters, Ning Que looked at Zhou Ji and thanked him.
Zhou Ji waved his hand, expressing his indifference.
Everyone chatted for a while, Ning Que asked in confusion, "Why is Mr. Zhou here?"
Hearing that the teacher Yunyou hadn't come back yet, Ning Que couldn't help showing regret.
Speaking of which, he has been the thirteenth teacher of the Academy for so long, yet he has never met his teacher.
But although the teacher is not here, all the brothers and sisters are still in the academy.
During this trip to the wilderness, they have helped me a lot, and they have to meet again for reasons of love and reason, and thank them in person.
It's just that it's not early in the day, and he is in such a mess, Ning Que hesitated and decided to bring the gifts prepared along the way tomorrow, and then return to the back mountain to meet everyone.
On the way and Zhou Ji left, until it was confirmed that the third senior sister could no longer see them, Ning Que asked, "Where is Master Mo Shan? Aren't you two inseparable on weekdays? Why didn't you see her today?"
Zhou Ji said helplessly, "I was just hanging out with Master Mo Shan in the academy. I wanted to take her to the back mountain to have a look. She said that she had to go back to the capital first, so she left."
Is there something important? What's up?
What else can happen, it’s probably Shura Field~
Ning Que looked at Zhou Ji with a weird look, recalling the third senior sister who was cold-tempered and not allowed to enter by strangers just now, he hesitated to speak, and slandered in his heart.
"Lord Momo Mountain?"
Sangsang sat on the threshold worriedly, holding her chin in a daze towards the intersection, and in the snow, a touch of white velvet appeared from the corner of the street, walking towards the pen studio.
Sangsang showed doubts, stood up, glanced at the empty shop behind her, and asked curiously: "Did Master Mo Shan come to look for my young master?"
Mo Shanshan showed a gentle and kind smile, shook his head and said, "No, Sangsang, I actually came here specially to find you during this trip."
"Looking for me?" Sangsang's eyes widened, and she tilted her head in confusion, "I'm just a little maid, what does Lord Mo Shan want me for?"
Mo Shanshan concealed the embarrassment in his eyes, and said, "I want to ask you to do me a favor"
"Do you want to retrieve Mr. Zhou's words?"
After listening to Mo Shanshan's description, Sangsang hesitated, "It's been so long. Although I can take you to find that peddler, those words must have been sold long ago, right?"
"I know" Mo Shanshan's voice was soft and gentle, but his eyes revealed the persistence that touched Sangsang,
"But I still want to try."
Back in the city, the sky is already dark, it is already like spring, the days are still short, and the nights are getting longer.
Zhou Ji's house in the city has been rented to Ning Que and Sangsang, and the other house is by the Yanming Lake outside the city, so he shouldn't have returned to the city with Ning Que, but it's rare that he has nothing to do, so Zhou Ji casually said Should come down.
Zhou Ji went to the drinking place once, but that time was already ten years ago.
Ning Que never spends money when he goes to Hongxiuzhao to drink, but before going to Hongxiuzhao, he has to go back to Bizhai to report to Sangsang that he is safe.
Hearing that he had to go to Bizhai, Zhou Ji resisted for no reason in his heart.
He doesn't hate Sangsang, and even said that he likes this cute little girl, but if he likes it, he should be afraid of it.
Having made an appointment to meet at Hongxiuzhao, Zhou Ji walked alone on Suzaku Avenue, looked up at the lights of hundreds of families that were gradually lighting up in the distance, his eyes froze slightly, and followed the figure in a white velvet cloak to look at another person. Changping Lane on the side.
"Shanshan?" A look of doubt flashed in Zhou Ji's eyes.
But doubts are doubts, Zhou Ji has no intention of catching up with her, and slowly withdraws his gaze from the few scrolls exposed in her arms.
These scrolls are new and old, and they don't seem to be hung in one place, but collected from everywhere.
Zhou Ji didn't know why Mo Shanshan collected these calligraphy and paintings, nor who made them, but since she deliberately concealed them during the day, Zhou Ji couldn't ask.
Taking a step forward, the figure disappeared in place.
On the other side, Ning Que rushed all the way from Lin 47th Lane to Hongxiuzhao. Zhou Ji had been waiting in the attic for a long time.
Both time travelers, but they haven't been able to sit down and drink since they met.
Zhou Ji doesn't like drinking, even after thousands of years.
So he only ordered a pot of rice wine like Green Ant Wine, which is very low in alcohol and mild in nature.
Ning Que will not complain about Zhou Ji unrestrainedly like Fan Xian. He knows how to measure, but often loses it.
Neither of them talked about the experience before time travel, which may be a tacit understanding between the time travelers.
However, when talking about some things that only modern people know, both Zhou Ji and Ning Que sigh endlessly, lamenting the incompleteness of this world.
While speaking, on the roof of the attic, without warning, an old man in long robes with white beard and hair, and elegant demeanor appeared.
The old man stroked his beard and smiled, followed by two slovenly old men.
Of these two old men, one had a red nose and smelled of alcohol. A murderous look exudes a **** smell.
Ning Que was taken aback by the three people who appeared suddenly, and the two behind the master were also taken aback by Ning Que.
Darkness Endless darkness.
Perhaps it was because of the more than ten years of being with Sangsang day and night, Ning Que was tainted with so much Haotian aura, that the first time the alcoholic and the butcher saw him, it was as if they saw the man who made them fear and dodge for a thousand years. With the terrifying existence, he subconsciously took half a step back, and then reacted.
"Zhou Ji." Ning Que was stared at by the two men so tightly that his heartstrings were tense, just one glance far surpassed all the horrors he had experienced in his life, as if an ant fell into the palm of a child and could crush himself to death with a little force.
Ning Que turned his head slightly, but his eyes did not move to Zhou Ji. He even forgot to add the "Mr.
"Don't be nervous, this is your teacher, Master. As for the two behind him, I think they are his old acquaintances." Zhou Ji glanced at Ning Que helplessly, got up and bowed to Master, and said Master.
Ning Que was startled when he heard the words, and then he turned his attention to the old man in front of them.
The three of them are all old men. The man with white beard and hair in front does not give people an extremely dangerous feeling like the two behind him. The temperament that is faintly compatible with heaven and earth makes him ignore the existence of the other party.
"Student Ning Que, meet Master."
(end of this chapter)