Boxer

Chapter [-] Change of Qingyun Peak

In the southwest of southern Xinjiang, a place where mountains are stacked and clouds and mist pass through the peaks.

Among the mountains, on a cloud peak that soared into the sky and pierced into the sky, a guest was ushered in.

"Ling Jiannan, it's you," an old man looked at Ling Jiannan coldly, and said, "How dare you come to Qingyun Peak?"

Dressed in a green shirt, with a sharp and handsome face, Ling Jiannan put his hands behind his back, looked at the old man calmly, and said, "Elder Elder, long time no see, I don't know how you have been doing these past few years. My master recounted the past, "

"Hmph..." The Great Elder said coldly, "Master, the brother in charge is no longer your master, and you are no longer our Qingyun Peak's disciple, either."

Ling Jiannan smiled and said, "The so-called teacher for one day is a teacher for life. Since Ling Jiannan has been taught by the head master, even if he is no longer a disciple of Qingyun Peak, I still miss him."

The Great Elder snorted coldly, and said, "Brother Sect Master has something important to do, you can see it whenever you want, besides, you hurt me ten years ago with a dark sword, and now I want to settle the debt with you." ,"

Shaking his head, Ling Jiannan chuckled, "Grand Elder, it's been ten years, and you still look the same,"

After finishing speaking, Ling Jiannan tapped his toes lightly, and his figure quietly floated past the Great Elder like a phantom.

"Great Elder, it's been ten years. Not only has your temper not changed, but your cultivation is still at the level of the Lingzong realm. Jiannan came here this time not to fight against you, because you are no longer qualified to let a martial artist Saint is angry with you,"

The indifferent tone and erratic voice reached the ears of the Great Elder.

"Wu Sheng, he... that arrogant guy back then turned out to be a Wu Sheng," the Great Elder said in disbelief as he looked at Ling Jiannan's disappearing figure with horror on his face.

With his hands behind his back, Ling Jiannan strolled to a green bamboo forest with an elegant environment.

Standing quietly in front of the bamboo forest for a while, a slightly cold voice came from the bamboo forest, "I don't know, which acquaintance came to my Qingyun Peak,"

"Disciple, Ling Jiannan, see Master in ten years' time," Ling Jiannan bowed and said respectfully, "I'm here this time, and I'm here to ask Master well."

After the bamboo forest was silent for a while, the voice came out again, "No wonder, I feel that the breath is so familiar. It turned out to be you Jiannan. After ten years of separation, you have become a martial saint, but you are not bad."

The person in the bamboo forest is Ling Jiannan's master and the current head of Qingyun Peak.

Ling Yunfeng was already a martial saint, but from his tone, the evaluation he gave was only a good one.

On the other hand, Ling Jiannan was not only very respectful and showed no signs of displeasure, on the contrary he was also very happy.

"Come in, let me introduce someone to you as a teacher," the voice came from the bamboo forest again.

Taking steps, Ling Jiannan walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, there is no clear road, the bamboo grows randomly, and the ground is covered with withered bamboo leaves layer by layer.

Although the bamboo forest was huge, Ling Jiannan walked steadily in one direction.

Finally, two bamboo houses, one big and one small, one old and one new, appeared in front of him.

Looking at the new bamboo house in surprise, Ling Jiannan came to the older bamboo house Qian, cupped his hands and said, "Master, disciple Jiannan pays homage to your old man,"

With a soft "squeak", the door of the bamboo house opened, and what came out was a beautiful and cold and proud young girl.

Wearing a long white dress, her jade face is exquisite and beautiful, like a nine-day fairy, she is as high as the dust. Behind the girl, there is a long sword on her back. Her eyes are cold and calm, but for some reason, it seems that there is something in her eyes. Some feelings of nostalgia.

"Brother, please come in," the girl in white looked at Ling Jiannan, stretched out her snow-like jade hand, and said clearly and neither humble nor overbearing.

Ling Jiannan was taken aback for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Senior brother,"

Entering the bamboo house, Ling Jiannan saw a slightly thin but not weak figure quietly facing away from him.

In front of the figure, there was a painting.

In the painting, a man stands with his back to a peak.

There are many swords stuck on the peak.

Looking at the Juefeng in the whole painting, there is a fierce sword aura, but when looking at the man, all the fierceness in the whole painting is suppressed by his figure standing on the Juefeng.

The whole painting has a trace of strangeness, a trace of contradiction, and a trace of elusiveness.

"Master," Ling Jiannan said after glancing at the painting, "Are you still thinking about this painting?"

The thin figure turned his head slowly, looked at Ling Jiannan, and said, "Although a painting is a painting, it is not a painting."

The one Ling Jiannan called Master was the head of Qingyun Peak. He looked about forty, his face was very ordinary, not handsome, but he was pretty good-looking, but the strange thing was that although his hair was black, But his eyebrows were white.

The head of Qingyun Peak looked at Ling Jiannan and said, "You are already a martial saint now, and ten years ago, you were no longer a disciple of Qingyun Peak. From now on, you don't have to call me Master. Between us, just Let's call it a fellow, my name, you haven't forgotten, right?"

"How dare a disciple forget the name of a mentor, but no matter what, Jiannan used to be your disciple, and you have been his master throughout your life," Ling Jiannan said seriously.

"Hehe, I never expected that I, Xiao Chenzi, could receive such an apprentice like you," Qing Yunfeng's master sighed, and said, "Well, since you insist, then it's up to you."

Xiao Chenzi glanced at the girl in white clothes standing aside, then looked at Ling Jiannan, and said, "She is a new student I recruited years ago. Like you, she also brings art into the mountains, Xiaoxue, and I have seen you before. senior brother,

The girl nodded, stepped forward and saluted, and said, "Fang Xue has seen senior brother."

This girl is Fang Xue.

Nodding his head, Ling Jiannan looked at Xiao Chenzi, and said, "Master, Master, his injury is fine."

Xiao Chenzi smiled slightly, and said, "But you still remember, hehe, your master's injury has healed a lot. After decades of meditation, you can recover to the peak of hundreds of years ago."

"Jiannan is able to achieve today's achievements. Quannai got the guidance of his master and his ancestors when he was in retreat and cultivation. Therefore, Jiannan came to see you grow old today, and secondly, he wanted to do his best to be able to Can you give Master some help?" Ling Jiannan said sincerely, "This apprentice is now a martial saint. If you think about it, you can help Master a little bit."

Shaking his head, Xiao Chenzi said, "Your filial piety is known by the teacher, and I also received it on behalf of your ancestor, but you came late. He had already left Qingyun Peak a few months ago."

"Hmm," Ling Jiannan was surprised, and said, "Master, the old man left Qingyun Peak,"

Nodding his head, Xiao Chenzi said, "Yes, I went to find a few old friends from the past,"

"So that's how it is," Ling Jiannan said slowly.

As he said that, looking at Fang Xue, Ling Jiannan smiled and said, "My junior sister is also an overwhelmed country. It is somewhat comparable to Qingyue Mountain's Wanqing back then, but I heard that Wanqing her... Sigh"

"Wanqing," Fang Xue's heart moved, her eyes blinked slightly, thinking of Yanyin's mother, she seemed to be calling Wanqing.

"You never forget that incident back then," Xiao Chenzi sighed, "It's been all these years, and you are still alone, so Wan Qing has already been married as a woman, so why should you never forget it?"

Shaking his head, Ling Jiannan said, "Master, it's not that Jiannan is obsessed with it. I was defeated by Yan Yi at the Tang Wu Conference back then, and I was convinced. Even if Wan Qing chose Yan Yi, I, Ling Jiannan, would still bless her, but..."

Sighing, Ling Jiannan said, "I am a cultivator, and she is also a cultivator. I don't understand why she would fall in love with a warrior,"

"Warriors and cultivators are just seeking the endless power and unknown lifespan. Although the two seem to be different, their essence is actually the same. However, many people can't see this clearly. "Looking at Ling Jiannan, Xiao Chenzi said, "Like you, you don't practice the swordsmanship of the sect, but practice your own swordsmanship alone, so now you are a martial saint, not a spiritual saint."

Listening to the words of the two, Fang Xue felt a little confused, but she looked at Ling Jiannan with a strange look. From Ling Jiannan's words, it seemed that there had been some gaps and stories between him and Yan Yin's mother and father.

The two chatted for a while, when there was a burst of noise outside the bamboo house.

Xiao Chenzi frowned, then looked at Fang Xue, and said, "Xiaoxue, you should go back to practice first."

Nodding, Fang Xue bowed and retreated.

Watching Fang Xue leave, Ling Jiannan said, "Her bones are good, and she is a good material for cultivation, but when she walks, she looks a bit like a person,"

Looking at Xiao Chenzi, he nodded and said, "She is Nangongjian's daughter, she was sent to Qingyun Peak not long ago, and let me take it under my sect."

"No wonder" Ling Jiannan said, "Nangongjian can also be regarded as a master. Over the years, the stability of Southern Border has depended on him. However, I heard that his condition is not very good now, and it seems that he is going to go to Yanyi. "

"Well," Xiao Chenzi said, "Nangong Jian is a careful minded person, and he is also relaxed in his actions. This is not comparable to that of Yan Yi, but after all, he still lacks a little bit of Yan Yi's grandeur, otherwise, he would You will not send your own daughter into my Qingyun Peak, "

After a pause, Xiao Chenzi said, "Okay, let's not talk about this, let's go out and have a look, some elders are here, I want to come, they are looking for you and me,"

After leaving the bamboo hut, I saw a group of white-bearded old men with fluttering clothes floating in from outside the bamboo forest. There were long swords floating under their feet, carrying their bodies.

"There is something wrong with such a situation," Xiao Chenzi glanced at the elder in charge, and said, "Junior Brother, why did you invite so many elders?"

The Great Elder withdrew the long sword under his feet, fell to the ground, cupped his hands and said to Xiao Chenzi, "Senior brother, let's come, I want to ask the head to let Ling Jiannan leave Qingyun Peak, he was expelled from Qingyun Peak ten years ago , although he is a Martial Saint now, but he is no longer my disciple of Qingyun Peak after all, if he stays in the sect for a long time, it is inevitable that some unexpected things will happen, "

"Yes, Master, since Ling Jiannan is no longer my disciple of Qingyun Peak, how can this Qingyun Peak allow him to come in and out at will," an elder said loudly.

Although the other few people did not speak, but judging from their appearance, they were also on the side of the great elder.

Glancing at Ling Jiannan, Xiao Chenzi said lightly, "Jiannan is here just to see me. You guys are thinking too much. I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, although Jiannan is now a martial saint, he is no longer me. I'm Qing Yunfeng's disciple now, I didn't think of passing on the head of the sect to him, and you don't have to work hard for it, either."

Ling Jiannan was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Xiao Chenzi, and said, "Master, you have to give up the position of head,"

Nodding his head, Xiao Chenzi said, "I've been sitting on the head of the sect for decades, and it's time for the next generation to take over."