Yun Qishen

Chapter 2189: Disciple
"Junior brother, are you asleep?" Jiang Qing slowly pushed open the door of Yun Qishen's room and walked in quietly.

It was very bright tonight, and one could see clearly without candles. Yun Qishen had just returned from the Immortal Sword Sect, and was assigned by Lingjing Dao to go down the mountain for the first time tomorrow.

"It's Second Brother, what brings you here so late?"

Yun Qishen thought that Jiang Qing had just stopped a fight between him and Duan Xiwu today, and he came to him secretly at night, most likely because of this matter again.

Jiang Qing entered the room and gently closed the door, then turned around and bowed slightly to Yun Qishen, "I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late, I know you will go down the mountain to carry out the mission tomorrow, there are some things I want to talk to you, little junior brother... It was indeed Fourth Junior Brother who was wrong about what happened before, so don't be angry with him anymore, he just thinks that the people of Xianjian Sect are too much, they don't even respect their teachers and elders. As a result, Master is usually very hard... Life is too tiring. Junior brother came up with this idea and got into trouble because he cares about Master..."

Before Jiang Qing could finish, Yun Qishen crossed his arms over his chest and smacked his lips unhappily, "So, it was he who asked you, Second Senior Brother, to come to me again?"

Jiang Qing waved his hand quickly, "That's not the case. After all, we are all fellow disciples of the Immortal Medicine Sect. Having conflicts is not good after all. I just hope that everyone can live in peace. I want to ease the relationship between you before you go on the mission, so..."

Yun Qishen took a quick glance and thought that Jiang Qingzhen was a good guy.

"Junior brother, I know my limits. But given Fourth Senior Brother's character, if I don't teach him a lesson, he will definitely cause trouble again. By then, it won't be as simple as a competition like now."

"Junior brother, what you said is..." Jiang Qing pursed his lips, looking a little embarrassed. After all, he knew very well that Yun Qishen was right, and Duan Xiwu's personality was indeed prone to causing trouble. But...

"Second Brother, do you value fellowship?"

Yun Qishen's sudden words broke Jiang Qing's embarrassment.

"Ah... yeah." Jiang Qing nodded slightly, scratching his cheek unconsciously with his fingers, "After all, fellow disciples are family. There's nothing wrong with caring about family members."

"What about the Xianjian Sect? Aren't we and the Xianjian Sect both from Jingling Mountain? Are we family? If we are family, why are we so hostile and estranged?"

Yun Qishen's words were like needles piercing his heart. Although he didn't say much, they were really hurtful. Jiang Qing couldn't help but frown, "The Immortal Sword Sect... they are too distant. Isn't it a bit too much to have such a person as the head of the family..."

"Brother, you just consider the people around you as your family." Yun Qishen hit the nail on the head. After all, he was indeed very sharp-tongued at that time.

"Ha...it should be what you said, little junior brother. I treat you, little junior brother, as my family, but it seems that you don't consider us as your family..." Jiang Qing felt too embarrassed. He came to mediate but ended up being scolded.

Yun Qishen saw that Jiang Qing was avoiding his gaze awkwardly and was about to leave, so he quickly relaxed his sarcastic tone and said, "Second Brother, don't take my words too seriously. I don't know how to speak properly."

"Ha..." Jiang Qing smiled awkwardly. After all, it was the first time he heard someone evaluate him like this.

"The people of the Immortal Sword Sect are really not that good. They think they are noble and they are just like me."

Yun Qishen's words saved Jiang Qing from embarrassment.

Jiang Qing's eyes immediately brightened up, and he responded positively, "Right, Junior Brother, you can understand it now! They act like that every day, ordering us to do this and that like slaves, and their attitude is particularly rude. I hate them too. They were the first to disrespect us, so how can I treat them as family, don't you think?"

"I can understand your feelings today."

"Then between you and Fourth Junior Brother..."

In the end, what Jiang Qing cared about was the conflict and reconciliation between Yun Qishen and Duan Xiwu.

"I'll try to reconcile with him."

Jiang Qing was relieved to hear the clear answer, "Then when you finish your mission and come back, let's go out and play together, okay?"

"Going out to play? Are you going to leave Jingling Mountain and go out to play?" Yun Qishen was indeed a little excited when he heard what Jiang Qing said.

"Keep it secret for now." Jiang Qing smiled, "You will know when the time comes, little junior brothers."

But the time has never come.

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"Arrange a formation to bind him!"

The monks of Fengnan lined up in formation, with hundreds of sword blades flying around to block the surroundings just to trap the man whose body was covered in red blood and emitting a strong smell of medicine.

The red ghost power exploded and directly shattered the sword formation, and those monks who were closer to the man suffered half casualties.

"This guy broke the sword formation easily! What kind of evil thing is this!"

"What kind of power is that red color on him? Demonic energy? Or devilish energy?"

"It seems to be ghost power!" Ghost power. This is the power that only the ghosts of the dead can possess, except for the ghost masters.

"So this medicine man is not a living person?"

"That's impossible. The medicine will be useless if the person dies—Ah!"

Before the monk could finish his words, the red ghost power pierced through his brain like a sharp spike, and the monk's soul was pulled out of his body and began to hover over the ghost power around the man.

"Senior brother!!"

The man was surrounded by the angry voices of the monks.

[Not enough! A little more!] The voice of the Ghost Beast Banquet lingered in that person's mind.

The man also muttered and repeated, "Not enough, not enough..."

That person quickly killed all the monks who were close to him. No matter if they were really hostile to him or not, as long as they were close to him, they would have a bad end. Either their heads were torn apart, or their hearts and lungs were ripped out. The souls of these dead monks were all pulled out of their bodies and lingered around that person, complaining.

"what!!!"

Just when a monk was about to die at the hands of that man, black threads emerged and directly strangled the man's every move.

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“Kill him…” The man realized slowly that he couldn’t move. He noticed Yun Qishen who had transformed into another face again. “Hmm?”

"Thank you for rescuing me, fellow Taoist! Thank you for rescuing me, fellow Taoist!" The rescued monk kowtowed to Yun Qishen to express his gratitude.

A golden light flashed in Yun Qishen's eyes, and he sternly rebuked, "If you don't want to die, leave here quickly!"

"Okay! Okay!" The rescued monk rolled and crawled away, but he was stopped by another group of monks after a few steps.

"Why are you retreating? Since a Taoist friend is able to restrict his movements, we will seize the opportunity to help him kill this evil creature with one strike!"

These people are really...

Yun Qishen felt sick in his heart. These people were so stupid that it suffocated him.

"Kill him..." The man pulled the thread hard, but the next second he broke the thread and moved. He struck a killing move towards Yun Qishen's heart.

While Yun Qishen was dodging, he also laid more silk threads to confine the surroundings. One was to restrict the man's movements, and the other was to prevent the group of monks from causing trouble.

"It seems that the soul in this body is not Jiang Qing's. The attack power is merciless and the moves are not in Jiang Qing's style." Yun Qishen couldn't help but mutter.

The man had obvious emotional fluctuations. He stared at Yun Qishen with wide eyes and whispered, "Jiang Qing..."

"What's going on? Is it the body reacting to the name?" Yun Qishen wanted to find out by prying into the mind, but he found that he could not enter the heart of this soul at all.

"Jiang Qing... Jiang Qing!" The man yelled madly, "I'm not him! I'm not him! Not him! Ah!"

As the man went crazy and collapsed, the red ghost power around him began to become restless, and then a powerful wave of wind exploded, shaking apart Yun Qishen's black silk formation along with it.

"not good--"

After Yun Qishen waved away the wind and waves brought by his ghost power, the man had already fled in another direction.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The man killed as he fled, and in the blink of an eye, the road was paved with flesh, corpses and blood.

"Hey!" Yun Qishen hurriedly chased after them. Those monks who were arrogantly preparing to take advantage of the victory were almost frightened to the point of collapsing on the ground.

The man noticed Yun Qishen's pursuit and looked even more terrified and collapsed, "Don't come over here! Don't come over here!"

"I am not him... I am not him..."

The man yelled again, and then his ghost power shrank, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Yun Qishen also chased him in vain.

The man who had escaped to an unknown place was leaning against a hillside, trembling and hugging himself. In his eyes, there was a hazy white shadow, and a group of fireflies flying around the white shadow.

"Don't look at me like that! You can't look at me like that... Stone! Give me stone! Stone!" The man frantically took out a piece of pure stone from his arms, but the pure stone had already become dull.

"How could it be! The aura of this stone is wrong!" The man threw the stone away and then slapped his hands on his face and scratched it. "These stones must not be enough! We must kill more monks! We must kill more! We must get more stones!"