I'm not a fairy 1: Breaking the dust and never thinking

Chapter 26

That day, he was alone, carrying a jar of wine, and flew down the cableway from the cliff mountain.

On the flat river beach, weeds are overgrown, flowing water washes away all year round, and sand and stones are piled up. The shoal has become much larger without knowing it. For 600 years, only the thousand tombs have remained unchanged, lying quietly on them, facing the towering cliffs far away.

Qu Zhengfeng's favorite thing is to come downstairs with a jug of wine and have a good drink.

The first battle 600 years ago exhausted the elite of Yashan.

For monks, hundreds of years are but a flick of a finger.

It's just that most of the monks in the world have low cultivation bases, and their life expectancy is not enough. Except for those people with high cultivation bases and older ages, in the end, how many people still remember?
Everyone has new glories to pursue, and everyone has new legends to build.

The person who was pregnant with pain in the past lost his voice instead.

For 600 years, the cliff mountains in this central region have stood on the land of Nineteen Continents with an almost painful silence, but few people can understand it.

The graves were connected one after another, with a sneer on Qu Zhengfeng's lips, he walked through the wild grass, walked in a familiar direction, came to a grave, and sat down casually.

Open the mud seal of the wine jar, and the wine is fragrant.

Qu Zhengfeng raised his head and drank it with a sense of pleasure.

Someone was walking on the cableway, but no one could see him.

He often comes here to drink from sunrise to sunset, drinking for a whole day.

When the wine is full, the old people and things will come to mind.

Everyone thinks that Qu Zhengfeng, the elder brother of Yashan, is a gentleman who treats others with gentleness and courtesy.

Only he himself knows what kind of virtue he is now...

Once no one sees it, who cares who is virtuous?

Whether it is a gentleman or a vagabond.

Isn't it all his upright style?

He raised his head to drink, letting the spilled wine soak his clothes.

When the sun goes down, it will be another day of drunkenness and dreams.

It was dark, and the surroundings fell into silence again.

Only the river water of Jiutou River flows away.

Qu Zhengfeng sat in front of the grave and listened to the sound of the rushing river for a long time before he braced his body and returned to Yashan in the dead of night.

The top of Lingzhao was already quiet, and inside the Crane Well, the clear waves were rippling.

Qu Zhengfeng climbed up from the edge of the Lingzhao roof, looked up, but suddenly found that behind the sword-drawing stage, the deacon hall was still brightly lit, and a few figures could be vaguely seen falling on the window, as if they were walking around.

In the wind, there was the sound of people talking.

"Really coming back?"

"I can't believe it..."

"Master Fudao, this is too...too that..."

"It doesn't matter if you accept a female cultivator as an apprentice, but why do you want to become a senior sister for no reason?"

It was the voices of several elders.

Zheng Yao stood in the deacon's hall, holding a wind letter in his hand, frowning, and seemed to be a little undecided in the face of the discussions of the elders below.

"..."

Qu Zhengfeng suspected that he had heard it wrong.

He stood far away from the light in the deacon's hall, with a flick of his sleeves, a gust of wind swept away all the alcohol smell from his body, only a little residual smell, which was not so obvious.

"Tuk Tuk."

Before entering, he knocked lightly on the door, intending to remind the people in the house that someone was about to come in.

But the steps under his feet did not stop at all.

Qu Zhengfeng walked into the deacon's hall and stood under the candlelight.

The head of Yashan, Zheng Yao, is a fat, lazy guy.

Seeing Qu Zhengfeng come in suddenly, he was startled: "Senior Brother Qu?"

Fudaoshan people have too high a seniority in Yashan, and Qu Zhengfeng started his career early, and he is also the eldest disciple of Fudaoshan people. Zheng Yao politely called "senior brother", but he couldn't go wrong.

Qu Zhengfeng was dressed in a black robe, and he didn't look very energetic. He didn't know how he came to the deacon's hall this late at night.

Everyone has doubts in their hearts.

Qu Zhengfeng only smiled slightly, making people feel as if they were enjoying the spring breeze: "Just now I couldn't sleep, I was planning to go out to practice swords, and I happened to see the bright lights on the side of the deacon's hall, so I came over and heard the head and the elders mention the teacher Respect his old man... I don't know..."

"This……"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, wondering whether they should tell Qu Zhengfeng the news.

It was just because the news was so unbelievable that they couldn't react to it.

In the silence, several elders couldn't make up their minds, and looked at Zheng Yao again.

Zheng Yao rubbed his hands, and after a while, he still turned the wind letter to Qu Zhengfeng: "Brother Qu, let's see for ourselves. Uncle Fudao finally got the news, and I don't know what he thinks..."

He actually sent a rumor to tell them: He randomly picked up a talented female cultivator from an isolated island in the world as his apprentice, and even directly arranged for her to be the senior sister!
Yashan is not Kunwu.

Even for Kunwu, Master Hengxu's true disciple status is higher than that of other ordinary disciples, but among the true disciples, they are also arranged in the order of seniority and juniority.Fudaoshan is a good person. He never looked down on Kunwu's true disciple's statement, and always scoffed at it, but he himself directly created a "big sister"!

The newly recruited apprentice is "Big Sister", what about Naqu Zhengfeng?
Qu Zhengfeng also found out...

Just thinking about it, everyone felt their scalps go numb.

When Qu Zhengfeng was looking at Fengxin, he seemed very calm.

Maybe I guessed it when I was outside, maybe I didn't care, or maybe...

Hidden too deep.

In short, after reading it, he didn't seem to have the slightest emotional fluctuation, and he laughed: "It's a good thing that the master is coming back, and it's even better if he has a new apprentice. In this way, he won't be good at all." Throw the big sister to me again, maybe he is coming back from his tour."

After traveling for more than 300 years, it is time to come back.

God knows how much Zheng Yao hates him for wandering outside alone and leaving everything to Zheng Yao.

Now when he heard Qu Zhengfeng's analysis, Zheng Yao slapped his forehead and said, "It makes sense, it's a good thing to help Master Dao come back!"

"It's getting late, I have to go out to practice swords."

Gently flicking the wind letter, Qu Zhengfeng smiled slightly, then bowed his hands and said goodbye, and retreated from the deacon's hall.

The elders watched him leave with appraising eyes.

Qu Zhengfeng didn't look back.

It's just that when he stood on the top of Lingzhao again and looked at the moonlight reflected in Guihejing, he suddenly felt a sense of trance: the master picked up a girl from an isolated island in the world to be his apprentice, and he wanted to accept him as a senior disciple. ?
The feeling in my heart was indescribable for a moment.

Qu Zhengfeng didn't know what he was thinking, he only knew that tomorrow the entire Yashan would be ebullient over this news.

Everyone was waiting, and seemed to be looking forward to the arrival of the new senior sister.

Only Qu Zhengfeng knew in his heart: the new senior sister is second, and what everyone is really looking forward to is the return of the master.

That is an existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the real Kunwu Hengxu. The law enforcement elder in Zhongyu, even if he looks unreliable on weekdays, who dares to say that he is not a competent elder of Yashan?
The days of waiting have become very long.

Qu Zhengfeng wiped the sea lightsaber several times, and the juniors couldn't sit still and often came to chat with him.

Shen Jiu would pat his head and walk around the room: "What do you think the senior sister is from? How is her talent? Will she be the same as that Xie Buchen from Kunwu? Why is Master going to confront the real Hengxu?" ?”

There are always many, many questions in his mouth.

The same chatterbox, and that idiot Chen Weishan, and the question he asked was much more speechless: "According to our Yashan rules, we can draw swords with the senior sister. If the senior sister can't beat us..."

"Are you dead as a master?"

Qu Zhengfeng replied to him lightly.

So, Chen Weishan stopped talking all of a sudden.

From Kou Qianzhi to Jiang He, everyone stared straight at him.

Qu Zhengfeng only slowly wiped the sea light sword clean, and put the sword back into its sheath steadily, before saying: "Master has confiscated apprentices for hundreds of years, now there is a new apprentice, we can't bully him. "

In other words, it's not something you can bully.

He didn't say this sentence, and he doesn't need to say it, or even need anyone to know.

Everyone was very curious about this elder sister, and during that period of time, everyone's topic could not leave her.

It wasn't until Fudaoshan people took her through the Yashan Road and appeared in front of everyone that the "big sister" that existed in everyone's imagination came to reality.

One……

Someone completely unexpected.

At first, Qu Zhengfeng thought that to be accepted as an apprentice by Fudao Mountain people, or an apprentice who was picked up on an isolated island in the world, he must be young and talented, and he might be able to crush himself. Like the minister, he became a famous existence in Nineteen Continents.

But what he didn't expect was that the one who appeared in front of him was a gentle woman who had experienced many things and accumulated a lot.

She has gentle eyebrows and eyes, and exudes a faint smell all over her body, which doesn't match at all with the aggressive style of the whole Yashan who draws a sword at the slightest disagreement.

Master, to accept such a person as an apprentice, or a senior sister.

In front of everyone, Qu Zhengfeng was extremely gentle and elegant; but when he turned around, he felt extremely absurd: How could such a weak female cultivator become the elder sister of Yashan?
It's not just a title.

The master uncle and elder sister of Yashan should not be the existence that needs to be protected by everyone. On the contrary, it should be the existence that protects everyone. It is so powerful that it can crush anyone and knock all the invading enemies to the ground.

She should draw her sword to the world, across the Nineteen Continents!

Until, Jianzhu sent someone, and she, who had just established her foundation, showed terrifying strength...

Talent, character, and that kind of staring attitude that belongs to Yashan alone!
Only then did Qu Zhengfeng truly realize: Fudaoshan people made no mistakes, she was born for Yashan!A perfect Yashan door!

So, at that moment, a crazy idea finally sprouted in his heart.

Maybe, wait until she is strong enough, wait until she can protect Yashan...

He, the original senior brother, can leave with complete peace of mind, and do some things that "big senior brother Yashan" cannot do.

Every midnight I dream back, dreaming of the extreme battlefield, the waving sword, the blood-stained face, the fallen comrade... He always has to force himself, suppress the killing intent in his heart, force himself, and wait patiently .

Qu Zhengfeng thought that he could wait until that day to see the new senior sister Yashan and become the pillar of the whole Yashan.

However, during a trip to the West Sea, Kunwu and Wu Duan suddenly appeared, reminding him of the past 600 years ago, and the thousand graves on the river beach...

He still couldn't bear it after all.

He still has so many plans to complete, and he still has such deep and deep hatred to avenge.If Yashan can't repay, he will repay; if Master can't repay, he will repay...

How can I wait so calmly?
She's already good, just not enough.

Qu Zhengfeng finally took her to the highest point of the cliff.

She didn't seem to understand why she brought her here, and she even had a slight smile on her face, hiding a bit of concern, a kind of warm look in her eyes.

At that moment, Qu Zhengfeng thought: Master is right.

Maybe Yashan really needs such a gentle elder sister...

But, for some reason, at this moment, he suddenly wanted to call her: "Little Junior Sister."

In fact, he did.

Standing in front of the Yashan giant sword, Qu Zhengfeng didn't drink, but he seemed to be drunk, and only smiled coldly at her: "Draw the sword."

So, he watched the expression on Jianshou's face gradually change, as if he couldn't believe it.

Ah.

What is unbelievable?
The best allies will draw their swords at each other or even stab them in the back, so what's the big deal about being drawn by the same family?
Let him be the villain this time.

After all, for the gentleman who has been pretending for so long, the mask on his face is going to grow into his flesh...

As for what other people think, what does it matter to him?
In the future, he will become the "sinner" of the entire Nineteen Continents. What is the name of a "wicked person" now?
(End of this chapter)