Chapter 84: Catching an adulterer and helping him in bed
No matter how much Qi Qing asked, Qianyuan Sword Master did not answer, but turned around and showed his intention to see the guest off.
The young man had no choice but to go back to his room, squinting his eyes and trying his best to search around. He even crawled and groped around the room, and even inhaled a lot of dust under the bed, but he still couldn't figure out what was going on.
He coughed twice and stood up, recalling the ancient books he had read while trying a few spells.
He didn't know where he touched, but the spiritual power suddenly backfired, causing his wrist to go numb.
"Hiss." Qi Qing shook his hands and frowned, "...It's a big problem."
The Yuqing Sect is targeting them, and since his residence has been tampered with, Yue Ji probably won't be able to escape either.
He must be reminded quickly.
Thinking of this, the young man quickly went out, and when he went downstairs, he happened to meet Yue Ji who was rushing upstairs.
"Is there anything unusual in your room?"
The two said in unison.
After saying this, both parties were stunned for a moment, and Yue Ji immediately asked him: "Master, is there an ambush here as well?"
"It is true." Qi Qing's face became more serious, and he said, "Is your situation serious? Take me to have a look."
"…It's just a minor problem."
Yue Ji avoided the question and said first: "It is important to go to Master's room first."
How could Qi Qing agree to that?
Even Qian Yuan Sword Master, who was in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, did not take the initiative to mention the solution to his room, so it must be very difficult to solve. It would be useless for Yue Ji to go and see it.
He stopped Yue Ji from going up: "No need, let's go to your place first."
The two of them were in a stalemate on the stairwell. Yue Ji paused for a moment and said, "My situation is not urgent. Let's go to your residence first..."
“…Don’t go!”
When their eyes met, they both took back their words at the same time.
Qi Qing glanced at him guiltily, and the person opposite also glanced at Qi Qing.
After staring at each other for a while, Yue Ji stopped and raised his eyebrows: "Master, why don't you let me check?"
"Qian Yuan Sword Master lives across the street from my master."
Qi Qing urgently found an excuse and raised his voice: "With his help, are you still worried? Your situation is more urgent--"
He took a step down, but was blocked by Yue Ji.
The young man in black said slowly, "I have already dealt with it...Master, don't worry."
"Really?" Qi Qing was skeptical.
"They are just some crude formations." Yue Ji said in a steady tone, confidently: "Master, have you forgotten? I have learned a lot of formation skills by myself, so I naturally have some experience in dealing with these."
This statement was somewhat credible, Qi Qing nodded, and then said: "Then I want to see it too."
He is just so stubborn.
Yue Ji refused to give in: "If you want to go, go to Master first. Is there anything I can't see?"
The corners of Qi Qing's lips twitched, and he really wanted to tell him, you are right.
To some extent, he really didn't dare to explain to this person that Qianyuan Jianzun asked him to stay overnight.
"You don't need to worry about your master." He tried to make his voice credible: "Don't forget, Qianyuan Sword Master is in the Tribulation Crossing Stage."
Yue Ji pursed his lips, his eyes showing doubt: "He is not a formation cultivator, can he really do it?"
Qi Qing originally wanted to pat his shoulder out of habit, but his left hand was still numb from the backlash and he almost gave himself away.
So he waved his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, with a very confident look on his face: "If there is really something, how could he not notice it with his cultivation level? You just need to prepare for the game with peace of mind."
Since I have to be a living target, I might as well put on a good show, at least I can avoid more trouble.
The young man in black frowned and stared at his unnatural left hand. Just as he was about to speak, a red mark silently emerged from the wound on his hand.
Before it appeared in front of Qi Qing, a small black hand quietly reached out and fiercely pinched out the disruptive red mark.
Qi Qing noticed that Yue Ji suddenly clenched his right hand and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Yue Ji's eyes flashed with an almost imperceptible coldness, and he smiled and said, "I just suddenly felt itchy and wanted to beat up the person who set up the formation."
Qi Qing was not willing to believe it and tried to grab Yue Ji's hand, but his half-numbed wrist could not help but tremble.
Yue Ji asked sharply, "Is there something wrong with Master's hand?"
The young man put away his left hand again as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, Master is also a little itchy."
The two smiled at each other and tacitly passed over the topic.
Due to the inexplicable stalemate, in the end no one went to the other's house, so they had to unanimously agree to go downstairs.
After lunch, disciples from Yuqing Sect came to inform everyone to go to the main peak to draw lots.
This sect competition has three stages, namely the preliminary round, the semi-final and the final. Except for the final, the opponents in the preliminary round and the semi-final must be decided by drawing lots. Half of the people will be eliminated in each round. The eliminated monks can leave halfway or stay to watch the entire competition.
Also because it is a draw system, the opponent drawn at the beginning is very important.
If the opponent is extremely strong or extremely weak, it is considered good luck. The worst thing is that the opponent is evenly matched. Even if you win, it is easy for potential opponents watching to study your moves thoroughly.
Qi Qing was very aware of his luck and let Yue Ji handle it on his own.
When Yue Ji stepped out as the representative of the Tiandu Sect, people around him immediately looked at him in surprise - other sects were all represented by their teachers or senior brothers, so why did this small sect only have disciples?
The Yuqing Sect elder who was in charge of presiding over the ceremony narrowed his eyes and glanced meaningfully at the young man in black.
Yue Ji shook the lottery tube casually, and the lot fell out, and it was exactly number ten.
The position, neither too forward nor too backward, is very suitable for survival.
"Congratulations, young friend." The elder took the lottery ticket with a smile, and then lowered his voice: "My disciples are all waiting to meet you in the semi-finals. I hope you won't be eliminated too early."
Yue Ji didn't even look at him, and said calmly: "Wait and see."
By the time the drawing ceremony was over and everyone returned from the main peak, it was already dusk.
When Qi Qing arrived at the small building, he was about to go upstairs when Yue Ji suddenly said, "Tonight..."
The young man's heart immediately tightened.
Judging from this man's personality, he will probably insist on living with him.
If Yue Ji really came to his room, he would be able to expose his lie in the afternoon immediately.
I have to find an excuse quickly!
Qi Qing's thoughts had never raced so fast before. With sweat dripping down his forehead, he was about to speak.
Yue Ji said: "I will not bother you anymore, Master."
“…”
Very good!
Qi Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said with relief: "Then I..."
Before he finished speaking, Yue Ji stared at him as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
"I won't bother you anymore," Qi Qing said with a smile, "Have a good rest."
I don’t know if it was his illusion, but both sides breathed a sigh of relief.
On the matter of dividing the rooms, the master and the disciple reached a rare consensus.
When they smiled and said goodbye at the stairs, there was an unprecedented harmony, which moved the monks passing by.
At night, Qi Qing moved into Qianyuan Jianzun's house with his bedding.
He was not shy and just lay down on the floor. Seeing Qianyuan Sword Master practicing, he followed suit and sat in meditation.
There was only one candle lit in the room, and the candlelight flickered in the wind from time to time, making the faces of the two people appear bright and dark, and the faint light seemed like it would go out at any time.
Qi Qing looked at the candlelight for a while, then quietly moved his gaze to the person sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed on the bed.
"You are worried." Qian Yuan Jian Zun closed his eyes, but seemed to see through his expression, and said lightly: "If you want to say something, you may as well speak up."
Qi Qing then asked, "Can you say anything?"
"Any room except yours."
This sounded very tolerant, but the young man did not ask questions at the first time.
After a long silence, he finally asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time.
"Why... did you give up Yue Ji in the beginning?"
If Qian Yuan Jian Zun had not returned Yue Ji for no apparent reason, he would never have become Yue Ji's master, and the plot would not have deviated again and again and become what it is today.
Qianyuan Sword Master slowly opened his eyes and looked at him.
"Because of you."
…
Yue Ji pushed the door open and walked in, turning over the bronze mirror facing the wall.
The bloodstains in the mirror were still hideous and intertwined, like a scratched blank face.
He took out a piece of pure black stone and tapped it with his fingers.
A somewhat illusory black shadow soon emerged from the stone, and a lazy voice said, "Speak."
Yue Ji said nothing, but infused a wisp of demonic energy with a cold expression.
The person on the other end quickly noticed something was wrong and asked in surprise, "What a rare guest! You actually came to me on your own initiative?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Yue Ji flicked the stone, and the black stone rolled twice and rolled in front of the bronze mirror: "Check for me, which sect or school did this formation come from?"
The black stone touched the bloodstain in the mirror, and unexpectedly a trace of black air was sucked away. The black shadow became more transparent, and he quickly restrained himself a little, and his voice suddenly became solemn: "Huh? This is rare."
The bloodstain was burning, and the black shadow tried it with magic, and immediately there was a sound of jumping from the air.
"What a domineering formation!" He said in surprise, "It even dares to devour the devil's energy, it must be from a very powerful background!"
The young man in black folded his arms and leaned aside, saying coldly, "How long will it take to investigate?"
"It will take at least four or five days for me to get out of the Soul Abyss, but..."
The voice on the other end became more slick: "I'll have to trouble you to alert that formation master, otherwise I won't be able to find his location."
Yue Ji sneered, and before he could say anything else, a stream of black air suddenly poured into the mirror like a dragon.
——Bloodstain was enraged.
The black gas came with great force and broke the big net that the mirror had woven with great difficulty. Each red silk thread moved like a living thing and broke free from the mirror and jumped out!
Yue Ji tilted his head to dodge the attack, releasing black gas and red marks that tore and entangled each other in the air. The sharp red light brushed past the corner of his clothes and left a burning mark on the wall.
As if realizing the difficulty of dealing with the black energy, a red mark suddenly broke through the siege and rushed straight upstairs.
——Master!
Yue Ji's pupils shrank, and without time to think, he climbed out the window and chased after him.
…
Qi Qing was stunned: "Me?"
Qianyuan Sword Master looked at him silently: "Nephew Qi, do you think that what I said about retreating to meditate was an excuse?"
Qi Qing touched the tip of his nose awkwardly and said cunningly: "How dare I guess what you mean, Elder..."
The sword master in white raised his finger lightly, and a silver-white spiritual energy wrapped around it and slowly came to Qi Qing.
Qi Qing subconsciously stretched out his hand and let the breath stay in his palm.
The feeling it brought was extremely mysterious, pure to the extreme, and seemed to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. Qi Qing only needed to touch it to feel some sudden realization flash through his mind.
Qian Yuan Jian Zun said: "This is a trace of cause and effect between heaven and earth."
Qi Qing's hands trembled, and he immediately felt that the thing was hot: "Does karma look like this?"
"Those who have achieved the highest level of cultivation, and have resolved all causes and effects, will naturally ascend to heaven."
Qian Yuan Jian Zun stood up and stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, his expression indifferent: "When you reach my level, you will naturally understand the theory of cause and effect. - And this understanding appeared when you broke into my trial."
Qi Qing had never expected this to happen. He was a little confused and asked, "You mean... I disrupted the relationship between you and Yue Ji as a master and disciple?"
If he hadn't gone to find Yue Ji, if he hadn't stepped into You Jianglin, if...
In a flash, scenes flashed through his mind. His breathing quickened. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't help but ask - is it really like this?
It turns out that the source of everything was not that Qianyuan Sword Master inexplicably gave up on Yue Ji, but... because of him?
It was he who cut off the destiny and opportunity that originally belonged to Yue Ji.
He was also the one who took on all of Yue Ji's emotions, desires, and uncertain future from now on.
The cycle of cause and effect continues, and all sentient beings are bound to sin.
Qi Qing didn't even know when the spiritual energy in his hands dissipated. His heart was pounding and he was about to open his mouth to argue when a strange noise suddenly came from outside the door.
"who!"
He immediately shouted in alert.
There was another muffled clang, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground. Qian Yuan Jian Zun glanced at the door indifferently. Qi Qing had already stood up, put on his clothes, and strode over to open the door.
——Then he came face to face with Yue Ji who was struggling with Xuehen.
“…”
The moment their eyes met, all the promises they made during the day turned into an eerie silence.
Qi Qing looked at him, and he looked at Qi Qing.
Yue Ji looked into the room in disbelief, then looked at him.
"Qi Qing."
His voice turned cold and he said sternly: "...The help you said by Qianyuan Jianzun means helping him on his bed?!"
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