"I, the disciple, bow down with a clear mind and hope that the Heavenly Being will have mercy on me, protect me with compassion, drive away all kinds of disasters, and keep my Master safe and sound."
The next morning, Li Qingran burned incense and bathed as usual, bowed three times to the sky, and prayed for Master.
Afterwards, he took the fairy crane given by Senior Sister Zhao Le to the Jian Ge Sect Square.
She had always been punctual, and would never be late if she could arrive early, so she thought she was one of the disciples who arrived early. But when she arrived at the Zongmen Square, she was stunned to see that the entire square was filled with early morning disciples, standing, sitting, lying, or sitting cross-legged on the rooftops, on the pine trees, and on the tips of the bamboos in the bamboo forest. Everywhere was filled with disciples from Jian Ge, and the better the view, the more there were.
Huh——!
Suddenly, there was a sound of sword clashes, and in front of the group, there was a flash of swords shooting up into the sky.
Then there was the sound of a struggle.
"Get out of the way, this spot is mine!"
"You said it's yours, so it's yours?! I said it's mine!"
"I'll put down my flying sword to take up position!"
"I don't care about you!"
The sound of fierce sword fighting reached the sky.
None of the sword pavilion disciples around had any intention of going up to stop it. Instead, they watched with interest and were even discussing who would win.
"Junior sister, you have to come earlier next time."
A drop fell from the tip of a bamboo tree nearby. It was Xu An who had given her the wine yesterday.
"Senior Brother Xu." Li Qingran quickly bowed and saluted.
"Don't be so reserved." Xu An was holding a wine gourd, his eyes slightly tipsy, and he said with a smile: "The sect's morning class is very important. It is a place where the elders gather to solve problems encountered in cultivation, and where the disciples share their cultivation and combat experiences. After the sect's morning class is over, the elders of each peak will take the disciples back to practice the corresponding sword art."
"So that's how it is..." Li Qingran nodded ignorantly.
The teaching mode of Jian Ge is completely different from that of Qing Yun Zong, and seems to be very environmentally friendly.
“So you must arrive early to reserve a seat for the sect’s morning classes. Sometimes the disciples will compete with each other, so the closer you are to the front, the more details you can see, which is helpful for your practice and sword fighting.” Xu An seemed to be drunk, and his whole body swayed on the bamboo tip as he spoke, but no matter how much he swayed, his feet were firmly stuck to the bamboo tip.
"But, Brother, you seem to be late as well."
"Me?" Xu An waved his hand nonchalantly: "I dare not take my position. The front is for the top three true disciples of each peak. You can take it, but you have to beat us first."
The sword fight ahead seemed to have been decided.
There was a Sword Pavilion disciple on the rooftop next to him, swearing and groaning. He chopped down a Sword Pavilion disciple who had chosen a position in advance on the rooftop and took his place.
Boom—boom—boom—!
The sound of a bell rang from the distant mountains for nine consecutive times, and the whole square fell silent in an instant.
"Morning class is about to begin." Xu An's face straightened, and the drunkenness disappeared instantly: "Junior sister, I'll go to the front, bye~"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qingran blinked, and there was no trace of Xu An in his sight, except for the green bamboo that was still swaying slightly.
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Li Qingran was fascinated by the entire morning class.
The elders of Jian Ge don't just bring their own experience to teach.
Due to the huge gap in realm, a lot of knowledge is simply incomprehensible to disciples whose realm is not high enough.
Therefore, the elders' approach is to break down this knowledge into different realms so that disciples of different realms can easily understand it.
At the same time, it also allows disciples to understand knowledge that is higher than their own realm in advance without affecting their cultivation.
This reminded Li Qingran of the Qingyun Sect where he had been before.
When Qingxuan Dao taught her the Chiyun Technique, he just told her the technique and then left it alone.
It took her a lot of effort just to translate the secret into words she could understand.
After the morning class, all the disciples left under the leadership of their elders.
Li Qingran was in no hurry to leave.
She walked in a long circle around the square.
Finally, they found Jiangegege Su Qinian sleeping soundly on a pine tree.
"Zong, I have something to report!"
Li Qingran stood under the pine tree and bowed, but there was no response from the pine tree.
She raised her eyes and took a glance. This swordsman who was guaranteed to be in the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm was still sleeping without any vigilance!
"Zong 덿?"
"Junior sister, you can't wake up the master like this." Yue Qianchi appeared from nowhere and put his arms around Li Qingran's shoulders with a sly smile on his face.
“Master can detect the enemy’s murderous intentions even if he is a hundred miles away outside, but in the sword pavilion, even if I get within ten centimeters of him, he will still sleep.” Yue Qianchi fumbled in his storage bag and took out a bronze disc and a mallet.
She raised her eyebrows at Li Qingran: "Today, Senior Sister will teach you how to wake up the sleeping Zong."
Li Qingran's face changed: "Senior sister, this, this is not good, right?"
She had anticipated what Yue Qianchi was going to do, which was extremely disrespectful!
If he were placed in Qingyun Sect, he would be expelled from the sect!
"There's nothing wrong with it." Yue Qianchi leapt up to the tree, placed the disc on top of Su Qinian's head, and used the mallet in his right hand to make a big circle.
BANG——!!!
Li Qingran was so frightened that he closed his eyes.
When the residual sound faded away and he opened his eyes again, Su Qinian was sitting up with his legs crossed, his face dark and the muscles on his face still twitching.
The initiator of the terracotta warriors, Yue Qianchi, has never been seen since.
Finished!
Li Qingran quickly bowed and explained: "Zong, it was not me who did it just now, it was just..."
She gritted her teeth, but finally did not offer her senior sister to her.
Let Zong 덿 guess for himself.
She simply closed her eyes and said in self-deprecation: "There is dust in my eyes, I can't see anything."
"Hey! If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't know it was that little bitch Yue Qianchi who knocked me?" Su Qinian gritted his teeth and clenched his fists in his sleeves: "This little bitch is getting more and more naughty. I'll make her clean up the shit for the Zhenzong Beast later!"
"Ah? That's good." Li Qingran breathed a sigh of relief.
놙 It's not a punishment to give the Zhenzong beast a shit.
She had done a lot of things like this before, it was just a little smelly.
Unexpectedly, Su Qinian's expression changed when he heard this, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Hehehe! So it was that stinky girl who did it, right? Hehehe! Good! She did a good job! Hehehehe..."
Li Qingran was dumbfounded.
She didn't expect that it was actually Ge who was cheating on her.
As a result, she accidentally sold out her senior sister?
Li Qingran lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and his face was full of apology and regret.
[Sister, I'm sorry QAQ, Zong is really too cunning! ]
"Don't pray for that little bitch, she's dead." Su Qinian came down from the pine tree, stood in front of Li Qingran, straightened his robe, and asked in confusion: "What do you want from me?"
Li Qingran calmed down and bowed:
"Gate, my master, the great elder surnamed Chen, is currently fighting a great demon. My master said that he has been poisoned and I'm afraid he won't live long. I thought that since my master is the great elder of Jian Pavilion, I should let you know about this."
Master, the Grand Elder of Jian Pavilion is still poisoned?
ah?
The corners of Su Qinian's mouth twitched.
No, how can this be true?!
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