The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 202: Junior Brother Zhou, do you think I can come back? (6k)

According to ancient records, the area where the Soul Severing Realm fell will be shrouded in a strong negative emotion for at least hundreds of years.

That area has not seen sunlight for many years, as if it has become a cursed land. Anyone who approaches it will fall into the strange scene that Cao Zhengyang just described.

People with weak willpower may even be swallowed up by the unwilling obsessions that they had once cut off in the Soul-Severing Realm, and then become puppet-like "gravekeepers".

Cao Zhengyang nodded gravely and said slowly, "It should be. Otherwise, how could the Eastern Region be shaken so greatly at the same time?"

"Soul Severing Realm," Gao Xuan muttered to himself, his voice filled with wonder and confusion. "There are only about a dozen of them in the entire fourth-level cultivation nation. Who on earth perished there?"

Cao Zhengyang sighed deeply, "The last few years have been truly eventful, especially in our Eastern Region. Who knows what unexpected events will unfold next."

He paused, then continued, "I originally wanted to ask Junior Brother Mo to go over and investigate the situation, but since Zhou Qing is back, let him enjoy the joy of being together as a master and disciple."

Gao Xuan instantly understood what Cao Zhengyang meant and said, "Of course, let's go without further ado."

The two of them quickly left Taiqing Gate and headed straight for Lingku Mountain...

After leaving Jinyang Peak, Zhou Qing felt relieved.

At the very least, after this showdown, he probably understood Uncle Gao Xuan's past, and the head teacher seemed to know it very well.

In this way, he was completely relieved.

"Nannan——" Zhou Qing whispered softly, full of pity and emotion.

It seems that if Nannan's body can be brought back, it will completely solve the uncle's worry.

It can also be regarded as a small contribution to this elder who has experienced many vicissitudes of life.

"Junior Brother Zhou!" Just as Zhou Qing was about to return to Xiaoling Peak, a familiar voice came from behind him.

He turned around and saw Du Kui coming towards him with a sword.

Zhou Qing smiled and asked, "Senior Brother Du, is there anything else?"

Du Kui landed, panting slightly, and said, "We just finished paying tribute to Xue'er, and you left the moment I turned around. I was thinking of having a few drinks with you."

After hearing this, Zhou Qing's expression instantly darkened, filled with guilt. "I actually forgot about this. If you and Senior Sister Luo Xue hadn't arrived in time, Junior Sister Lu and I would have been dead. I was negligent this time. I'm sorry."

Du Kui waved his hand and said with a hearty smile, "You've already repaid the favor you owed me. Why bring this up again?"

Zhou Qing insisted on going to pay tribute to Senior Sister Luo Xue. Du Kui couldn't persuade him, so he had to accompany him back to the back mountain of Jinyang Peak.

The sea of ​​flowers on the back mountain is still as gorgeous and dazzling as ever. When the breeze blows, the flowers sway gently, like a colorful wave.

Two grave mounds stood quietly in the sea of ​​flowers, cleaned spotlessly. Fresh flowers and fruits were placed in front of the tombs. It was obvious that Du Kui often came here to take good care of them.

Zhou Qing walked forward and respectfully lit three incense sticks.

"Senior Sister, I'm here to see you!" Zhou Qing spoke softly with a complicated expression.

Then, he slowly turned around and looked at another grave next to him, which was the grave of his fifth junior brother Tan Qiang.

That year, Tan Qiang returned to his home holding a box. As soon as Elder Wuzhu came out to greet him, he bled from all seven orifices and died.

Until now, no one knows what was in the box he brought back.

But now, the war among the five sects has long ended, but they are sleeping here forever.

Du Kui looked at the two graves in silence for a long time, then suddenly asked, "When are you leaving?"

Zhou Qing retracted his gaze and said softly, "Wait a few days."

Du Kui nodded slightly and said, "Before you leave, let me give you a farewell banquet on behalf of Luo Xue."

Zhou Qing looked at Du Kui, sighed softly, and replied, "Okay."

Afterwards, the two of them stood there quietly, looking at the two small grave mounds in silence, their hearts filled with sadness and heaviness.

It was not until Zhou Qing received the message from Yan Xiaohu that he turned around and left.

Du Kui looked at the receding figure, but a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He whispered, "There's only one step left. Junior Brother Zhou, I'm really sorry."

After saying this, Du Kui slowly squatted down and gently stroked Luo Xue's tombstone, saying softly, "Junior Sister, you won't blame me, will you? But this is an opportunity specially given to me by heaven. Otherwise, why would he come back at this time?"

……

After returning to Xiaoling Peak, I found that He Han, Shi Zhen and Senior Sister Pei Yan had been waiting there for a long time. In addition to them, there were also Lei Luo from the Golden Thunder Sect and Senior Sister Yuan Ya from the Green Feather Immortal Sect.

"When they heard that we were back, they all wanted to talk to you about something!" Yan Xiaohu walked quickly from under the leafy tree in front of his house, wiping his hands as he walked.

Zhou Qing politely nodded to everyone, a long-lost smile on his face, and said, "My dear brothers and sisters, long time no see. Let's go in and talk."

Then the gate was opened and everyone entered one by one.

He Han wanted to know why Lu Yaoyao didn't come back? Did something happen?
Zhou Qing had no choice but to send a message. Although he also trusted Lei Luo and Senior Sister Yuan Ya, the fewer people who knew about the fact that Senior Brother Li Daoxuan was there gaining insights into the artistic conception, the better.

After hearing this, He Han's eyes lit up instantly, his face full of surprise and joy, and he was completely relieved.

As for Senior Sister Shi Zhen, I met her at the Mission Hall this morning, but I mentioned it to Senior Sister Pei Yan after I got back.

After Pei Yan learned that Zhou Qing had returned, she decided to come over no matter what.

After all, if Zhou Qing had not recognized Sima Yaoji's disguise back then, she would have really been possessed by the other party, and she would not be who she is today.

She has always remembered this life-saving grace.

So, he dragged Shi Zhen over and insisted on treating Zhou Qing to a meal to express his gratitude.

Zhou Qing couldn't refuse this kind offer, so he nodded in agreement.

"What about me?" Yan Xiaohu on the side looked at Pei Yan eagerly and finally couldn't help but speak.

Pei Yan smiled and joked, "Go, go, everyone here today has to give me this honor!"

Everyone couldn't help but smile when they heard this.

As for Lei Luo, he came purely to play with Yan Xiaohu.

After all, the two of them teamed up to dig up someone's ancestral grave, and then used disguises to enter the Cang Yan Taoist Palace, urinating and leaving messages on the stone pillars in the square. Those crazy and exciting experiences had long since tied their friendship together.

Of course, Zhou Qing had killed five geniuses of the Cang Yan Dao Palace in a row, and he was also his idol, so he had to come and visit him no matter what.

"Where is your elder brother?" Zhou Qing suddenly asked.

Lei Lie, the eldest direct disciple of Lei Wuji, the leader of the Golden Thunder Sect, was once ranked third on the must-kill list. He had already comprehended a certain state of mind and was estimated to be only one step away from the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Lei Luo shrugged and said helplessly, "After the Five Sects War, he left. He must have gone to concentrate on comprehending his own state of mind. I don't know where he went specifically."

After hearing this, Zhou Qing nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, Senior Sister Yuan Ya beside her also spoke up, her voice clear but steady: "Senior Sister Zhu He of our sect is also going, the two of them should go together."

Zhu He, ranked fourth on the must-kill list, is the eldest direct disciple of the Qingyu Immortal Sect's leader. He has also long ago comprehended the rudiments of a certain artistic conception and reached the Nascent Soul stage of perfection.

Zhou Qing looked at Yuan Ya, his eyes fell on the still hideous scar on her face, and his heart ached slightly.

"It seems that in a few years, they will be at the Spirit Transformation Realm among the younger generation!" Zhou Qing was full of emotion.

But when talking about these two people, he couldn't help but think of what the head teacher had said to him in the past.

When Senior Sister Luo Xue died tragically on Lingku Mountain, Lei Lie from the Golden Thunder Sect and Zhu He from the Green Feather Immortal Sect were actually observing in secret.

With the strength of both of them being half a step into the Divine Transformation Realm, they are fully capable of suppressing Sima Yaoji and rescuing Senior Sister Luo Xue.

But they watched the tragedy happen and then left quietly.

Perhaps, this was an order issued by the sect behind them. From the perspective of sect competition, their approach seemed reasonable.

But Zhou Qing still felt upset, disappointed and angry about this cold-blooded weighing of interests.

After the battle among the five sects, Yuan Ya has become less talkative.

If the three sects' teleportation array had not been closed, she would have come here long ago, not for anything else, but because Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu saved her life back then, and she would always remember this favor.

After a few small talk, they went to the Jade Kitchen for dinner under the enthusiastic arrangement of Senior Sister Pei Yan.

No matter when, they hope to retain the pure friendship of the past.

……

Three days later, an extremely shocking piece of news began to spread in the Eastern Region, and soon after, it quickly spread to the other three regions.

Then there are Lingyun Mansion, Haomiao Mansion, Qingming Mansion, Jiuque Mansion, Xinghan Mansion and even the entire Longyuan County.

An unknown soul-slaying realm being fell on Lingku Mountain.

For a moment, the entire Shengwu Dynasty, including the eight counties and seventy-two prefectures, were shaken.

The Soul-Slaying Realm is the most pinnacle existence in the fourth-level cultivation country, and is the powerful being standing at the top of the pyramid of practitioners.

His power is unfathomable, and he can change the world with just a thought. Now he has been killed by someone?
It's unbelievable.

Soon, countless people swarmed out from every corner, hoping for a lucky break, and gathered towards Lingku Mountain like a tide.

Some were simply curious, wanting to see with their own eyes whether after the fall of the Soul-Slaying Realm, it was really as the legend said, with a strange emotion covering a thousand miles around.

Moreover, this is a rare spectacle that only appears once in a thousand years. Perhaps you can even understand some secrets about spiritual practice from it.

Some are full of greed, hoping to pick up bargains in that chaotic place. If they can find magic weapons, secret books or storage bags left behind by powerful people in the Soul-Slaying Realm, they will be rich.

What's more, it is rumored that such a powerful person will not fall easily, and perhaps a remnant of his soul is hiding in some corner.

If your ancestors' graves start to smoke, they might become the old man in your storage bag and help you reach the peak of your life.

For a time, the eastern region of Lingyun Prefecture once again became the target of public criticism. It was extremely lively, with all kinds of forces gathered here.

Hearing that people from other counties were also on their way, the teleportation array at Lingyun Mansion was running day and night.

Rays of light flashed, and people kept walking out of the teleportation array, rushing towards Lingku Mountain without stopping.

But not long after, Xuanyuan Shuo, the only prince of the Shengwu Dynasty, showed up and told everyone that the fallen person was Feng Xuanyi, the Peng Emperor of Taiyao Mountain.

He is not a strong one of our human race, so there is no need to panic or worry.

Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the Shengwu Dynasty was a fourth-level cultivation nation, only three thousand years old, and those who reached the Soul Severing Realm were extremely rare. The other fourth-level cultivation nations around them were eagerly eyeing the dynasty's resources and territory.

Many years ago, the Imperial Capital had made a special statement about the "Four Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head" incident, saying that it was a ploy by other cultivation countries to divert the blame.

If another human being at the Soul-Slaying Realm dies this time, the strength of the Shengwu Dynasty will be greatly damaged, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, everyone's curiosity did not subside, but became even more intense, and they all speculated whether it was the killer sent by Xuanyuan Shuo.

After all, this prince has always been responsible for guarding the border and guarding against the demons in the several demon mountains.

When King Peng fell this time, he was the only one who appeared in the Eastern Region, making him the most suspicious.

But in the face of everyone's speculation, Xuanyuan Shuo just remained silent, neither admitting nor denying.

But his silence became a signal of tacit agreement in the eyes of everyone.

At this moment, his prestige was at its peak.

Many people even waited until the incident was over and then prepared to go to the border, hoping to become one of his followers and follow him.

Taiqing Gate!
Zhou Qing didn't expect that Xuanyuan Shuo would take the blame for him. It was a good thing that way. If the people of Taiyao Mountain were determined to take revenge, they would only point the finger at this prince.

What's more, it was indeed he who seriously injured Old Feng, so there was nothing wrong with that.

【Today's post is being refreshed...】

【The new post has been saved in the odd post record, please check it in time. 】

When Zhou Qing heard the prompt tone, his eyes lit up and he quickly looked at the panel.

[Detoxification Post: Can be used on yourself or others. Generally speaking, if there are no accidents, it can detoxify almost all poisons in the world. The effect lasts for three breaths.]

Good news, after a month, I refreshed my post again.

Bad news, duplicate posts have started to appear for the first time, and there is only one.

However, it is better to have it than not to have it. After all, the talent skill [Random Post] is all about being casual.

And this time, I got Old Feng’s poison pill thanks to this post.

Zhou Qing quickly and carefully put it away.

After studying the inscription-level magical power "Blood Curtain of a Hundred Tribulations" for a while, there was a knock on the door.

After opening it, Master Mo Xingjian brought Yan Xiaohu in.

After Mo Xingjian walked in, he waved his hand and a transparent soundproof barrier was formed instantly, isolating the house from the outside world.

"It's been over a month since the incident at Skull Mountain happened, and people are still coming in droves. If you have nothing else to do, you should hurry back to the academy."

Mo Xingjian's eyes were full of worry.

Today, the Eastern Region is a mixed crowd, attracting more and more people.

What's more, it was Zhou Qing who killed the Demon King. If someone used special means to find out something, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At least he would be safer if he stayed with the second uncle.

After hearing this, Zhou Qing hesitated.

This matter was caused by him, and he wanted to stay and see how the situation was. If anything went wrong, at least he could still help.

Mo Xingjian seemed to see through his thoughts and said earnestly, "With the demise of the Soul Severing Realm, people will come to that area for hundreds of years to try their luck. We can't wait to join in the fun."

"Didn't Second Master say that he would help you comprehend the artistic conception when you return? Listen to Master and return to the academy."

Zhou Qing certainly understood his master's painstaking efforts. After pondering for a moment, he nodded.

"Okay, Master, I'll pack up and leave in three days." Zhou Qing said.

Mo Xingjian shook his head and said, "Let's go tomorrow. Leave early so that I can rest assured."

Zhou Qing glanced at his third senior brother who nodded slightly, and had no choice but to agree.

……

Since he was about to leave, Zhou Qing found Du Kui as agreed.

The scenery behind Jinyang Peak is still as beautiful as ever. Flowers are blooming all over the mountain, and the breeze brings bursts of floral fragrance.

"On behalf of Xue'er, I wish you a safe journey!" Du Kui said, raising his wine bowl.

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother. I also wish you a speedy breakthrough to the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Senior Sister Luo, thank you!"

Zhou Qing raised his wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

The two of them leaned against the tombstone, drinking and chatting heartily.

Du Kui's alcohol tolerance seemed to be not as good as before. After a few drinks, he was already drunk.

His eyes gradually became blurred, and as he looked into the distance, he began to chatter about every little detail of his past with Luo Xue.

From the youthfulness and ignorance when they first met to the mutual encouragement and companionship when they practiced together, every detail was as clear as yesterday in his memory.

Those ordinary yet precious past events have now become the softest part of his heart.

Looking at Du Kui with tears streaming down his face, Zhou Qing listened quietly. All he could do was pat his shoulder gently to comfort him.

Not long after, Du Kui stood up shakily, his steps staggering a little.

He stretched out his arms as if to embrace the entire back mountain, then took a deep breath of the air filled with the fragrance of flowers, and suddenly asked: "Taiqingmen is my home, Junior Brother Zhou, do you think I can come back again?"

Zhou Qing couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. He immediately stood up and said, "Brother, are you going out to complete your artistic conception like Lei Lie and the others?"

"Taiqingmen is also my home. No matter how far we go in the future, we can always come back because there are a group of lovely old men and women waiting for us here."

Zhou Qing looked at the mountains in front of him with gratitude. Every blade of grass and every teacher here carried his deep attachment.

Because in his heart, Taiqingmen is not only a place for practice, but also a spiritual home.

After hearing this, Du Kui was stunned for a moment, then he threw his head back and burst into laughter.

The laughter gradually died down, and Du Kui put away his smile. His face returned to calm. Looking at the afterglow of the sunset, he murmured to himself: "You are right, I will come back."

Soon, Du Kui turned around and looked at Zhou Qing earnestly, saying, "Junior Brother Zhou, the personnel at the academy are quite complicated. There are countless people like Qian Dafu. Don't trust others easily, even your own senior brothers, like me. Sometimes, they may harm you for certain reasons."

Zhou Qing nodded seriously and said, "I understand. People's hearts are hard to predict. Junior Brother, I am always on guard."

Du Kui smiled slightly, then looked at Zhou Qing's wine bowl and said, "From now on, drink less wine. It's actually quite good for people like my uncles and aunts to drink tea!"

Before Zhou Qing could react, he suddenly reached out and took the wine bowl from Zhou Qing's hand and threw it out without hesitation.

Zhou Qing was stunned.

The next day, Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu bid farewell to the headmaster and Mo Xingjian in front of the mountain gate, as well as Elder Wuzhu who waved to him. Then they turned around, tapped their toes, and flew up on their swords.

I feel a little reluctant to leave home again!

……

The two of them sped along, and almost all they heard were things about Lingku Mountain, with countless streams of light constantly converging in a certain direction.

Especially when he heard that some transformed demons had sneaked into Taiyao Mountain, Yan Xiaohu's face instantly became solemn, and he subconsciously looked at Zhou Qing, full of worry.

Zhou Qingze smiled slightly, gave him a reassuring look, then quickened his pace and headed straight for Lingyun Mansion.

Soon, a month passed in a flash, and we were only halfway to our destination.

On this day, Zhou Qing, who was flying on a sword, suddenly felt a strong wave of nausea. Before he could react, the spiritual power that was originally flowing smoothly in his body suddenly stagnated.

Immediately afterwards, a strong gust of wind hit him in front of him, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Fourth——"

Seeing this scene, Yan Xiaohu's face turned pale. Without hesitation, he immediately controlled the flying knife and swooped down at the fastest speed.

At the moment when Zhou Qing was about to fall to the ground, he held him firmly.

At this time, Zhou Qing was cold all over and kept shivering, as if he had just crawled out of an ice cave.

The limbs also became extremely heavy, especially the skin, which was turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye and emitting a disgusting stench.

"What's going on? The poison of that flat-haired beast hasn't been cured?" Yan Xiaohu was shocked and his voice trembled unconsciously.

At this time, Zhou Qing only felt dizzy and his consciousness began to become blurred. The first thing he thought of was the poison pill that Old Feng fed them.

But this shouldn't be the case. The [Detoxification Post] clearly sucked that thing out.

If the poison was not cured, why was the third senior brother safe and sound?

Just when he was full of doubts, the four-colored flower in his sea of ​​consciousness finally responded, slowly floating in the sea of ​​consciousness and emitting a soft light.

This made Zhou Qing's consciousness begin to become clearer little by little.

At this moment, the air around seemed to solidify in an instant, becoming extremely heavy, and a feeling of oppression came over me.

shhhhhh!
A sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly rang out, and beams of light shot up from the ground rapidly, at a speed that was too fast to keep up.

Then they quickly crisscrossed in the air and quickly gathered together. In the blink of an eye, they intertwined into an invisible cage, tightly wrapping Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu.

"Formation!" Zhou Qingqiang endured the severe pain in his body and gritted his teeth to stand up, but his legs felt as heavy as if filled with lead. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaohu made a quick decision. He suddenly raised his right hand in the air, and a big knife immediately appeared in his hand, flashing with cold light. Then he immediately protected Zhou Qing behind him.

His muscles were tense and he looked around vigilantly.

"What's going on? Is someone waiting for us here on purpose?" Yan Xiaohu lowered his voice, full of confusion.

As soon as the words fell, the figure of an old man slowly emerged from the sky like a ghost.

He put his hands behind his back, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked down at the two of them with deep disdain.

The aura he exudes is powerful and majestic, and it is intimidating.

The terrifying feeling of oppression came in waves, making it almost impossible for Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu to breathe.

The two of them felt a sudden gloom in their hearts. This was actually a true powerful person in the Spirit Transformation Realm!
(End of this chapter)