Chapter 130 Extra 2 That Year, That Month, That Peak (2)

Recently, there have been two surprising pieces of news in Guiyuan Sect regarding "the peak we all know".

The first news was that Ji Qinghong really accepted an apprentice.

——A disciple, alive, registered in the sect’s list of disciples, who is neither a weapon cultivator nor a formation cultivator, but a sword cultivator!

After hearing the news, many peak masters and elders could not help but whisper to two or three close friends, and took out the hexagram cups to predict whether red rain would fall from the sky within the next month.

The second piece of news is... the apprentice that Ji Qinghong accepted turned out to be a very reliable person!

You know, after hearing the news that Ji Qinghong accepted a disciple, the first scene that came to many people's minds was Ji Qinghong holding a little bastard with white hair and red eyes... They meant, little Ji Qinghong.

Many people have also expressed their concerns in private: Birds of a feather flock together. Moreover, the only person who has been chosen by Ji Qinghong as his disciple in the past thousand years, how could he be such a good person?

When Ji Qinghong's apprentice grows older, he will probably become like his master, causing trouble to the world and disturbing the lives of all beings, causing half of the cultivators in the cultivation world to have cardiovascular problems, and making the children in the other half of the cultivation world start crying when they hear his name...

This rumor was finally clarified by the upright master of Jianfeng Peak.

The head of Jianfeng Chu Feng thought that Jiang Tingbai was a kind-hearted doctor with good talent and good qualities, but unfortunately he lacked the swordsmanship, which was why Jianfeng missed him. And such a young man was taken away by Ji Qinghong, which was a waste of talent.

All in all, no matter what Jiang Tingbai will become in a hundred years under the influence of Ji Qinghong, at least now, he is still a good bamboo shoot emerging from a bad bamboo.

One month after he expressed this opinion, Jianfeng Peak Master received a piece of news that was like a bolt from the blue.

"——What? You said someone carved something on the Great Dao Qing Tian Stele? Who did it?"

"That's right. The one who engraved the words is Uncle Ji's first disciple, Brother Jiang Tingbaijiang."

Jianfeng Peak Master: "..."

In the hall above, the head of Jianfeng Peak had a face as gloomy as water, without a trace of emotion visible on his face.

However, after the disciple who reported the news left the hall, the lower lip of Jianfeng Peak Master couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Immediately, she raised her hand and made an action that she had been doing for the past thousand years and was destined to do for the next few thousand years.

——The leader of Jianfeng Peak bent his elbows and pressed his stomach.

She closed her eyes and thought in great pain: I was wrong.

The soil and water on that mountain really can't support a worry-free person!

…

Jiang Tingbai stood in the lobby of Jianfeng, his back as straight as a Metasequoia tree.

He had not yet fully gathered the sword power that had just awakened, and it was difficult for ordinary Sword Peak disciples to even get within three steps of him.

Jiang Tingbai half-closed his eyes, with a slightly guilty expression, and was deeply regretting the line of words he had just carved on the Avenue Blue Sky Monument.

Although the opportunity to awaken the sword spirit is rare and beyond his control, Jiang Tingbai feels a little guilty when he thinks back on it now.

He was not originally a disciple of Jianfeng. Jianfeng allowed him to go up the mountain to see the stele out of kindness, and Jiang Tingbai was very grateful.

However, after just one visit, he carved words on the Great Dao Qingtian Stele that Jianfeng had carefully maintained for many years... This really shouldn't happen.

In addition, Jiang Tingbai had previously clearly expressed his desire to become Jianfeng's disciple, but was flatly rejected by Master Chu Feng... From the perspective of outsiders, it would be hard to say that this scene was not an opportunity for Master Chu to vent his dissatisfaction.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tingbai smiled bitterly in his heart: no matter what kind of punishment he received, he would accept it willingly. But the leader of Jianfeng Peak had once said something to him, and he only hoped that she could listen to his clarification.

Furthermore, Ji Qinghong accepted me as his disciple despite all the opposition, so he really deserved the title of "mentor". However, I got into such a big trouble in such a short time, and I guess my master would be furious when he got to know the news... huh?

While he was thinking, Ji Qinghong and the master of Jianfeng Peak had already crossed the threshold side by side.

Ji Qinghong walked towards Jiang Tingbai with brisk steps.

Jiang Tingbai carefully analyzed his master's expression, and then...

Wait, is he seeing that?

Why was the expression on Ji Qinghong's face enough to be described as "overjoyed"?

Is it that very obvious and typical expression - "I was extremely bored this afternoon, but unexpectedly found something fun on the way, which was really a pleasant surprise"?

Jiang Tingbai: “???”

Originally, in the imagination of the young Jiang Tingbai, even if Ji Qinghong smiled, it would probably be a bitter smile, a sigh, or a smile of anger. But now this smiling expression, isn't it a bit...

Jiang Tingbai glanced cautiously at Master Chu of Jianfeng.

——Isn’t it a bit heartbreaking?

Master, please don’t smile so brightly, the victim is right next to you!

After working together for many years, Master Chu Feng has learned to ignore Ji Qinghong's annoying expression.

She averted her eyes very skillfully, and even more skillfully placed one hand on the hilt of the sword and clenched her fist against her stomach with the other.

"Did Master Ji Feng encounter any happy event?"

"That's not bad, let's celebrate together."

Ji Qinghong nodded slightly with a amiable smile on his face.

The answer he gave was as if he was the only one among the people present who could laugh.

Ji Qinghong gestured in the direction of Jiang Tingbai:

"The disciple I accepted finally stopped being aloof and trouble-making and looked like a normal child. I haven't thanked Junior Sister Chu for her generosity yet."

Jianfeng Peak Master: "..."

Is the standard for your normal child a bit far from the word "normal"?

Jiang Tingbai: "..."

It turns out that his previous behavior was called autism according to Master’s judgment standards.

The leader of Jianfeng didn't know how to answer and simply ignored Ji Qinghong.

Her copper-red lips opened and closed slightly, and every word she uttered was as sharp as a knife, cutting straight to the point:

"Master Ji, the Great Dao Blue Sky Stele is a relic of the Sword Ancestor. You just saw that the sword intent left by Jiang Tingbai even offset part of the Blue Sky Question left by the Sword Ancestor. How do you think we should deal with this matter?"

Ji Qinghong listened attentively for a while, and finally heard the word "want money" in every word spoken by the master of Jianfeng Peak!

"As expected of Junior Sister Chu." Ji Qinghong sighed, "In that case, let's solve this matter in a more affluent way."

The leader of Jianfeng Peak remained calm upon hearing this, as if he had expected it.

Jiang Tingbai: “???”

Wait, did he mishear the key words or what? What does it mean to be...more prosperous?

Immediately afterwards, with Jiang Tingbai's testimony, Ji Qinghong and the leader of Jianfeng Peak decided on the subsequent compensation plan in a few words.

Disciple Jiang Tingbai accidentally damaged the Great Dao Qingtian Monument, which was a serious mistake. He should be punished by being confined to the Cliff of Repentance for twenty years.

However, considering his great talent and kind nature, all his income for a hundred years was confiscated - including his monthly salary from the sect and his personal income.

Ji Qinghong then forged a detachable magic weapon for Jianfeng that could be used to conceal Jiang Tingbai's sword intent.

As for normal times, there is no need to cover up the traces. Jianfeng can just move the Great Dao Qingtian Monument to another place and then collect ticket money from his disciples for coming to visit.

Just with Jiang Tingbai's sword intent as a countermeasure, the sound of self-questioning that could not be uttered alone had been diluted a little and would not easily hurt anyone.

In the first hundred years, 30% of the ticket money went to Ji Qinghong to pay for the cost of refining instruments.

One hundred years later, 30% of the ticket money belonged to Jiang Tingbai as his labor fee.

Jiang Tingbai suddenly became penniless and was told that he would have an income in the future: "..."

Several years later, when Jiang Tingbai learned from another world that there was such a thing as "financial insurance", his mood subtly overlapped with that moment.

…

The matter of the Great Dao Qingtian Monument has certainly come to a perfect end.

But having just caused so much trouble for others, Jiang Tingbai felt embarrassed to go to Jianfeng for further studies in the short term.

Therefore, for the past half month, Jiang Tingbai has been staying in their own peak to practice swordsmanship.

Logically speaking, Ji Qinghong doesn't care how Jiang Tingbai practices.

Although Jiang Tingbai was his first disciple, Ji Qinghong always adopted a laissez-faire policy towards his disciples.

Unless Jiang Tingbai had questions and asked for advice in person, Ji Qinghong would usually only take the initiative to correct Jiang Tingbai once every ten days or half a month.

But this time the sword practice was different.

Nearly a hundred years later, Ji Qinghong will accept a pair of disciples who share the same aspirations as the turtle and the snake. If Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang were here, they would definitely be able to remind Jiang Tingbai in the first place -

Senior Brother, the place you chose for sword practice happens to be right on the lawn with the green grass that our Master particularly likes to eat as a snack!

At first, Jiang Tingbai knew nothing about this.

On the first day, the tips of the green grass were covered with a layer of dark yellow, and looked far less moist than usual.

The next day, the originally upright and vigorous little green grasses all bowed their heads and bent their backs, losing their usual pleasant vitality.

Day 3…

Half a month later, the originally lush green grass looked as sad as a farmhand in a landlord's house.

Jiang Tingbai is not the kind of person who ignores the natural environment.

So on this day, after he put away his sword, Jiang Tingbai looked around, pondered for a moment at the lawn, and it seemed as if a light bulb lit up above his head.

He left in a hurry and returned in less than a moment. When he came back, Jiang Tingbai held a bunch of willow branches in his hand and inserted them evenly on the grass.

Looking at the results of his arrangement, Jiang Tingbai slowly revealed a gentle smile.

He could almost imagine that in a few years, his swordsmanship would be even more advanced, and these willow branches would grow from ordinary twigs into beautiful saplings.

In the distant future, I wonder who will mature first, me or these willow trees? Jiang Tingbai thought cheerfully.

This thought finally ended with Ji Qinghong's toothache expression.

When Jiang Tingbai stepped on his favorite snack, the green grass, on the first day, Ji Qinghong said nothing.

Because he was refining weapons for Jianfeng, he didn't see this.

The next day, when Jiang Tingbai stepped on his favorite snack, the green grass, Ji Qinghong said nothing.

Because he found that one of the materials for refining the weapon was missing, he went to the head senior brother to get some money without even bothering to go back to Huifeng.

When Jiang Tingbai stepped on his favorite snack, the green grass, on the third day, Ji Qinghong still didn't say anything.

Because after he finished refining the weapon, he accepted a mission, went out in a carefree manner, and went to have fun with others happily.

But now half a month has passed, and Ji Qinghong has returned home with a lot of new fun.

Then, as soon as he entered the peak gate, he discovered...

Ji Qinghong: “…”

Hey, whose house collapsed?

Oh, it was me.

...Hmm? Wait, myself?

Looking at the torn green grass all over the ground and the willow branches that Jiang Tingbai had just planted, Ji Qinghong had a gentle expression and a broad smile.

"Are you...returning farmland to forest?" Ji Qinghong asked softly, enunciating each word.

Jiang Tingbai, who had carefully loosened the soil with the last willow branch, suddenly felt an inexplicable coolness on his back.

Not knowing where this chill came from, Jiang Tingbai firmly suppressed it with his righteousness.

He explained his general idea seriously and solemnly, and then saw Ji Qinghong laughing even more happily.

On this day, Jiang Tingbai was almost expelled from the school by Ji Qinghong because he stepped into the gate of Suzhitang with his left foot first.

But in the end, Ji Qinghong still skillfully used the art of language to tell Jiang Tingbai that he almost destroyed his master's midnight snack.

At the same time, Ji Qinghong also pointed out a clear way for Jiang Tingbai.

"Why don't you continue to practice swordplay at Jianfeng?"

"This... I am ashamed."

Ji Qinghong suggested enthusiastically: "It is precisely because you just destroyed their Great Dao Qingtian Monument that you should take this opportunity to appear in front of them more often and enjoy the sight of others being unhappy with you but unable to get rid of you."

Jiang Tingbai: "..."

Logically speaking, one should not doubt his mentor.

But at this moment, Jiang Tingbai was really thinking seriously: Did Ji Qinghong really want to borrow his sword to kill people and let him be beaten by the group of people from Jianfeng just because he stepped on his lawn?

Seeing that Jiang Tingbai was unwilling to go to Jianfeng to cause trouble, Ji Qinghong waved his hand regretfully.

"Well, in that case, you should go to the sword pavilion to practice swordplay."

"Master, are you talking about Cui Wei Sword Pavilion?"

"Hmm." Ji Qinghong replied nonchalantly, "On the Sword Pavilion, there are three thousand sword intentions of predecessors engraved. When you go there, first sweep the graves, then ask for the remaining swords... If you can be familiar with half of the sword intentions in this pavilion, you will surely achieve extraordinary success in the sword path in the future."

Jiang Tingbai nodded in agreement and kept the advice firmly in mind.

However, at that time, neither the people who gave the suggestion nor the people who adopted the suggestion could have imagined that this short instruction would make Jian Ge shine with unyielding brilliance again in the world a hundred years later.

At the beginning, it was just that Ji Qinghong felt sorry for his snacks and pushed Jiang Tingbai away.

Another half a month passed, and Jiang Tingbai ended his retreat in Jian Ge and returned to the mountain.

As soon as his left foot stepped into the mountain gate, he inexplicably stopped and stepped back.

Looking at the newly changed name on his head, Jiang Tingbai was silent for a long time, unable to speak.

The name of their newest peak seems to be - "If you don't want to go out, then don't go out. Don't worry about the sky first, worry about the peaks around you first."

Jiang Tingbai: "..."

Inside the shoes, Jiang Tingbai's ten toes were twisted together in a very twisted posture.

At this moment, looking at the peak monument in front of him, two thoughts slowly arose in Jiang Tingbai's mind.

The first thought - Jiang Tingbai finally understood why the disciples of Jianfeng had a fierce look in their eyes when they saw him recently.

If someone came and smashed the monument of their peak, and made a sign about the incident and kept it in the back of his mind every day, Jiang Tingbai couldn't guarantee that he would remain calm when he saw this person.

The second idea is -

The sect should really manage the peak name regulations properly.

Jiang Tingbai closed his eyes and thought with great sorrow.

At least, there should be a limit on the number of characters in a peak name!