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    Chapter 25 Floating Platform (1)

    "Who cares if you still show off in the name of your old friend?"

    Yan Qing muttered, holding a plum blossom branch that he casually tore off in his hand, and walked outside.

    He had been staying at Yuqing Peak for a few days since he came to Wangqing Sect, and now he had obtained the disciple token and could go out for a walk.

    Wangqing Sect is very large, and the peak of Tianshu is Yanhui Peak, one of the 300 outer peaks.

    Tianshu was refining elixirs when he knew that Yan Qing was about to come over. His hands shook and he blew up the alchemy furnace.So when Yan Qing arrived at Yanhui Peak, what he saw was his tattered clothes, messy hair, and black face.

    Yan Qing was dumbfounded by this battle. He thought about his words for a while, then he couldn't help laughing and said: "Elder Tianshu, I know you are very happy to see me, but you don't have to be so happy."

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    "Happiness" was written all over Tianshu's face: "Young Master Yan, why do you suddenly want to join me? Didn't you come to Wangqing Sect to join Duwei to become a Taoist couple?"

    Yan Qing thought for a moment and gave a reason that convinced Tianshu: "I think so too, but Immortal Duwei doesn't like me. What can I do?"

    After Tianshu heard this, he was completely expected, and he sighed heavily: "Forget it, you come with me. Just register your name with me for the time being, and I will be your nominal master."

    Yan Qing: "Okay, thank you, elder."

    When he went to get the disciples' clothes and swords, Tianshu said to him: "Disciples who have just entered the sect must go to Futai Academy to practice for one year. Futai is divided into four classrooms: Tiandi, Xuanhuang. With your qualifications, you should onlyCan enter the yellow classroom."

    Yan Qing asked curiously: "Who are the teachers?"

    Tianshu said angrily: "Who else can you have? The senior brothers and sisters in the Yuan Ying stage in the sect are more than enough to teach you."

    Yan Qing said obediently, "That's what the elder said."

    Tianshu patiently warned: "In Futai Academy, in addition to daily practice, you will sometimes be taken down the mountain to slay demons. If your cultivation level is low, just hide behind your senior brothers and sisters. Don't hurt yourself."

    Yan Qing: "Okay elder."

    Tianshu suddenly remembered something: "What a coincidence, your consul elder of Futai Academy this time is Heng Bai."

    Yan Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud and said meaningfully, "Oh, that's such a coincidence."

    Tianshu looked at him speechlessly and asked him to take his things and leave quickly.But after all, he brought this little baby here by himself. Before Yan Qing left Yanhui Peak, Tianshu warned him with sincerity: "Yan Qing, remember, when you speak in the future, you must remember to judge the situation and never speak without restraint!!!"

    "Okay elder, thank you elder." After Yan Qing changed his clothes, he played with the token in his hand and walked to Futai Academy.

    There is a reason why Futai School is named Futai. It stands on an open space surrounded by several peaks, like a floating island, with fairy flowers and green bamboos growing everywhere.

    When Yan Qing walked over, he happened to catch up with Heng Bai in class.

    Leaving Yuqing Peak, it is really like spring coming back to the earth, stepping from midwinter to mid-spring.The window is bright and clean, and the sun shines clearly down from the green bamboo leaves, shining brightly on the white stone steps.

    Heng Bai's voice also slowly came from inside: "The number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is forty, nine. Divide it into two to symbolize two, hang one to symbolize three..."[1]

    Yan Qing stepped forward and knocked on the door very comfortably.

    Boom, boom, boom.

    Heng Bai, as a Mahayana monk who is the leader of the peak, was thrown into the Futai Hall as a consul because he was too young and lacked qualifications. He was unwilling to do so, so he just read in a straight tone while teaching.

    Hearing the knock on the door, Heng Bai frowned and said in displeasure: "Who?"

    Yan Qing pushed the door open directly and said with a smile: "Elder Hengbai, I am a new disciple who has joined the sect. I am here to report."

    Heng Bai was about to roll his eyes to the sky, but when he turned his head and saw Yan Qing's face, he couldn't turn his eyes back and froze. He rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

    Yan Qing suppressed his laughter and called him again: "Elder?"

    Heng Bai finally turned his eyes back and raised his voice: "Yan Qing?!"

    Yan Qing nodded deeply: "Yes, that's right, it's me."

    Heng Bai: "..." I really wanted to throw the book in my hand at that face.

    The students sitting silently in the classroom were stunned and looked up.I saw the person at the door wearing Wangqing Sect robes, jade crowns, white clothes, and blue gauze.There were messy red threads tied around his wrists, and a black bat rested on his shoulders. It was obviously a very strange scene.

    But that man had fair skin, curved lips, peach blossom eyes and a smile, and could not be described as casual and romantic.The surrounding bamboo leaves were shimmering with golden light, falling into his eyes, as if they were blooming with infinite spring beauty.One person's grace makes a painting.

    Heng Bai's teeth ached when he saw Yan Qing, and he said with a cold face: "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in Yuqing -" He bit his tongue and changed his words: "You shouldn't be here anyway."

    Yan Qing waved his disciple token: "Elder Hengbai, as a new disciple of Wangqing Sect, why can't I appear here?"

    Heng Bai was alert: "New to the sect? Which peak have you joined?"

    Yan Qing: "The wild geese are returning to the peak."

    Heng Bai: "..." Sooner or later, he will be angered to death by Tianshu, a good man who is famous all over the world in Wangqing Sect!!

    Yan Qing looked inside and said, "There are so many people. Elder Hengbai, why don't you let the new disciples in?"

    Heng Bai was so angry that he couldn't read anymore. Out of sight, out of mind: "Come in, come in, shut up and listen to the class!"

    Yan Qing: "Oh."

    Disciples in the classroom: "..."

    They watched this outstanding-looking new disciple walk in with almost horror.

    Yan Qing is actually no stranger to academy life. After all, he also studied at Dengxian Pavilion for a period of time in his previous life.Coincidentally, he and Xie Shiyi were sitting in the corner of the last row of the classroom at that time. Unexpectedly, they were in the same place this time.

    After Bu Zhi came in, he flew to the window very consciously.When Yan Qing sat down, a bamboo leaf fell on the table outside the window. He gently picked it up with his fingers and smiled softly. For a moment, he felt as if time had slowed down.

    Heng Bai read a few sentences and found that You Yanqing couldn't continue reading in this classroom. He simply closed the book and told everyone: "You should be well prepared when you go back in the past two days. The sect will send you a letter the day after tomorrow."The mission is down the mountain. Our monks take it as our duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, but the demons are extremely ferocious when they awaken, so you should also pay attention to protecting yourself. The sect will issue amulets to you when the time comes. If you are in danger, open it."

    The news of going down the mountain immediately diluted Yan Qing's shock.

    The disciples in the classroom became excited, whispering to each other, and their eyes were full of excitement.

    Someone asked: "Elder, where are we going this time?"

    Heng Bai said indifferently: "I don't know, anyway, the sect will inform you when the time comes."

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    The tasks assigned to this group of new disciples by the Consular Hall are basically simple and easy basic tasks, just to give them some experience.A peak master like Heng Bai would scorn this kind of thing.

    Yan Qing didn't expect that she would receive the task even after attending a few classes.After class, the classmates around him came over to say hello to him.

    The classmates were very enthusiastic: "Brother Yan, where is your family?"

    Yan Qing said truthfully: "The Rejuvenation Sect."

    Students: "..." Ah, the Rejuvenation Sect??What is this place?Is there still this sect in Chongtian??

    The classmate could only smile awkwardly but politely and said, "Oh, the Rejuvenation School, the Rejuvenation School is very good, very good."

    The classmates kept up their efforts: "Brother Yan, what is your current level of cultivation?"

    Yan Qing continued truthfully: "We just established the foundation."

    classmates:"……"

    The students continued to smile awkwardly but politely: "Oh, foundation building, foundation building is very good, very good."

    After listening to their conversation, Heng Bai couldn't bear it and said: "Why are you still staying in the classroom after class! Go back first and prepare to go down the mountain in two days! Yan Qing stays!"

    The classmates looked at each other and dispersed.

    After the disciple left, Heng Bai stopped showing any pretense. He stood up from the futon and walked to Yan Qing. He rolled his eyes and said in a strange tone, "What? Were you kicked out of Yuqing Peak by Senior Brother Xie?"

    Yan Qing cared about the teacher: "Elder Hengbai, don't roll your eyes all the time. If you can't turn your eyes back, it will be very embarrassing, just like just now."

    Heng Bai's face was distorted and he said angrily: "Yan Qing, since you have joined the Wangqing Sect, you must first learn to respect your teacher!"

    Yan Qing said sincerely, "Oh, okay."

    Heng Bai got angry when he saw his indifferent attitude: "What kind of attitude do you have? No wonder you were kicked out of Yuqing Peak by Senior Brother Xie!"

    Heng Bai Sensen said: "I know that you are of low origin and have poor qualifications. Being able to join the Wangqing Sect is all because of Senior Brother Xie's face. But I advise you not to push yourself too far. Since Senior Brother Xie kicked you out of Yuqing Peak - this caseI advise you to die in your bones when it comes to marriage!"

    Yan Qing respected his teacher and said seriously: "Aren't you tired from standing? Elder, please sit down and talk slowly."

    Heng Bai originally wanted to roll his eyes, but then thought of Yan Qing's words before him, he turned his eyes halfway and forced them down, and sat down opposite Yan Qing with an expressionless face.

    Yan Qing stared at him for a long time and then laughed: "Elder, you look like this, reminding me of the maids in the homes of the rich and noble people in the world."

    Heng Bai slapped the table and stood up: "What did you say?!"

    Yan Qing continued slowly: "Then you, Senior Brother Xie, are the eldest ladies of wealthy families."

    Heng Bai: "..."

    Heng Bai's veins jumped and he said solemnly: "Yan Qing, are you tired of living?"

    Yan Qing: "Isn't it like that? Look at your senior brother Xie, with his status, appearance, and reputation, he looks like a pure and pure golden branch." After saying that, he pointed at himself and said meaningfully: "Then I am you.Miss Jinzhiyuye has recruited a son-in-law."

    Heng Bai was so angry that he lost his voice: "..."

    Yan Qing was in the Rejuvenation Sect before, so he thought he was getting the Dragon King's Return to Throne script, but he didn't expect that it was the Son-in-law script.Hahaha.It's actually quite fun.

    The more he thought about it, the more it made sense: "You, the eldest lady of the No. 1 sect in the world, was given psychedelic soup by me and wanted to recruit me to the palace. Then you maids and servants all looked down on me, belittled me, despised me, and insulted me.. But you don’t know, actually..." He lowered his voice: "I, your uncle, am a peerless genius."

    Heng Bai: "..." Heng Bai was furious: "Yan Qing!"

    Yan Qing pulled Wuzhi and lowered his head, avoiding Heng Bai's angry pressure, and said with a smile, "Just kidding."

    Heng Bai told himself to calm down, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Okay, genius. In the sect training in two days, don't be frightened by the demon species."

    Yan Qing looked at Heng Bai's back as he fluttered his sleeves angrily, pulled his frustrated wings, smiled, and muttered, "I've never been afraid of a demon species in my life."

    Usually it's the demons who are afraid of him.

    His soul thread is simply a nightmare.

    When it comes to nightmare, we think of the devil.

    The Demon God is androgynous and born from Chaos, but the two most common forms around him are that of an old man and a young woman.Even in his long-term contact with Yan Qing, he figured out the most suitable look.She was an old woman wearing a silver robe hidden in the fog.Half of his face was made of bones, and his red lips were as red as blood.The most unique thing about the Demon God is his eyes, which are the purest green in the world. The vertical blue pupils seem to be penetrating, and the appearance is ferocious and gloomy, just like the inescapable nightmare in a nightmare.

    Two days later, the sect finally sent a mission.

    At the same time, Yan Qing received his first monthly salary.The No. 1 sect in the world is very generous, and a new disciple of the outer peak can actually have a hundred top-quality spiritual stones in one month.

    Bu Zhi was so dumbfounded that he snatched Yan Qing's purse.Biting each piece with his teeth, he sighed at the same time: "I'm so good, no wonder everyone wants to join the Wangqing Sect."

    Yan Qing was reading the mission in the jade slip: There was a young man from an aristocratic family in Qingle City outside Nanze Prefecture who was killed by his bride on the wedding night.Skin and bones were peeled off, blood splattered on the rafters.The bride climbed out of the window and left without knowing her whereabouts.But with the way she eats raw human flesh, she is definitely a demon.

    For new disciples entering the sect and coming into contact with demon species for the first time, the task will not be too difficult.

    Even if the nightmare in the bride's body is completely awakened, she is still a mortal in the end.

    Yan Qing put away the jade slips, completely assuming that this mission was to go to the lower reaches of the mountain.

    Unzhi's teeth hurt from clenching his teeth, so he reluctantly returned the spirit stone to Yan Qing and said, "Is this the treatment for a son-in-law?"

    Yan Qing chuckled and said, "Do you know what having a son-in-law means?"

    Bu Zhi waved his wings and said with great satisfaction: "Of course I know, I have read many story books, he is just a pretty boy."

    Yan Qing shook his head in denial: "No, the pretty boy is a freeloader, I am not."

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    Unwilling: "Huh?"

    Yan Qing thought for a while and said: "Although I have poor cultivation and poor qualifications, I sit around all day long and do nothing. I live on the hundred spiritual stones issued by the sect every month. But I am not a pretty boy."

    Unwilling: "Why?"

    Yan Qing said: "I have dignity."

    Unwilling: "..." Yan Qing walked halfway and met Mingze again.

    Mingze is a disciple of Neifeng, and he is not in the same class as him in the Tianjie classroom of Futai Academy.

    Mingze took the initiative to greet him. His eyes fell on the jade slip in Yan Qing's hand and he said happily: "Brother Yan Qing is also taking on the task of Qingle City this time?"

    Yan Qing nodded and expressed confusion at the same time: "Brother Mingze, I'm a little strange. This Qingle City is a town where mortals live, right? Why is the mission passed to the Wangqing Sect?"

    Mingze smiled and said: "Friend Daoist Yan doesn't know that the mortal towns outside Nanze Prefecture are all under the nine major sects. And the identity of the deceased this time is a bit special. The deceased is the Sun family. The Sun family is the third sect of Qingle City.In this family, there is an ancestor with outstanding talent, who is now an elder of Floating Flower Sect."

    Yan Qing: "Elder of Fuhua Sect?"

    Mingze nodded and said, "Yes, Floating Flower Gate."

    Yan Qing smiled and thought to himself: Then he and Fuhuamen really have a close relationship.

    After returning to Yuqing Peak, Yan Qing naturally told Xie Shiyi about this matter.

    "My going down the mountain this time is strictly required by the sect, so it doesn't count as a breach of contract."

    Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Do you want to go?"

    Yan Qing said firmly: "I want to go."

    Xie Shiyi looked at him intently, his eyes were dark and translucent, and there seemed to be a faint purple color under the candlelight and snow.

    Yan Qing said earnestly and thoughtfully: "Thank you, senior brother. It is within my generation to eliminate demons and protect the Tao. Don't neglect doing good deeds because they are small."

    Xie Shiyi asked calmly: "What is the mission?"

    Yan Qing repeated the story: "There was a bride in Qingle City who had a wedding night. The nightmare in her body awakened and killed the groom. This time the mission is to capture her."

    Xie Shiyi didn't even say a word about this matter, he just asked: "What is your current level of cultivation?"

    Yan Qing said: "Golden elixir..." Yan Qing felt a little ashamed for neglecting his practice. Looking into Xie Shiyi's eyes, he added: "The golden elixir is perfect."

    Xie Shiyi was slightly stunned: "Are you going to have a baby?"

    Yan Qing: "Well, it's almost over."

    Xie Shiyi frowned almost invisible: "Let me tell the sect leader for you, this time..."

    Yan Qing said without hesitation: "No, I need experience."

    Xie Shiyi looked at him, remained silent for a long time, and wrote lightly: "I will go with you."

    Yan Qing: "..."

    Yan Qing: "?"

    Yan Qing was dumbfounded for a moment, and finally almost burst out laughing: "Will you accompany me? Xie Shiyi, will you accompany me to Qingle City to kill this bride?!"

    Looking at the entire world of cultivation, there are only a few people who can be killed by Xie Shiyi.

    This human demon species is so lucky to have the leader of the Immortal Alliance do it himself.

    Seeing him smiling like this, Xie Shiyi's tone was extremely cold and distant: "This is your experience, I won't take action."

    "Oh." Yan Qing had laughed enough and asked a serious question: "Why are you going with me?"

    With Xie Shiyi's current status, if he really wanted to appear in Qingle City, they would still have a lot of experience.

    "Bride, bride." Yan Qing read, and suddenly a smile appeared in his eyes, and said: "Yao Yao, do you still remember that time we were in Heishui Ze?"

    Xie Shiyi looked at him coldly.

    Yan Qing swallowed the words in his mouth, "How about you pretend to be the bride this time, you and I, one at a time", coughed lightly, sat upright and said, "Xie Shiyi, have you ever worn the clothes of an outer disciple of the Wangqing Sect?"

    Xie Shiyi said nothing.As soon as he entered the sect, he became the master of Yuqing Peak.Being called the Chief Disciple, his status is actually extremely noble.I have never been to Futai Study Hall, and I probably don’t even bother to set foot in Sanbai Waifeng.Naturally, he did not start from the outer disciples step by step like Yan Qing.

    Yan Qing said firmly again: "Then it's settled! Let's go down the mountain together tomorrow and form a team to slay the demon species!"

    Xie Shiyi smiled softly, with a deep sense of ridicule in his tone: "Demon species?"

    Yan Qing blinked and said, "Don't you think your Yuqing Peak is very cold? You have to rest in seclusion for a hundred years, Immortal Lord. Why don't you go out for a walk?"

    Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and looked at his fingertips, his expression unclear between the light and shadow.

    On the second day, Yan Qing still persuaded Xie Shiyi.

    In fact, when he saw Xie Shiyi again after a hundred years, he always had an unreal feeling.

    Xie Shiyi seemed to be carrying the wind and snow that had lingered in Xiaoyu Palace for thousands of years. While his appearance became more outstanding, his temperament became colder.

    He made Xie Shiyi look like he was when he was a teenager.On the snow-covered corridor of Yuqing Peak, the moment Xie Shiyi quietly raised his head, Yan Qing was in a trance for a long time.

    Xie Shiyi held a wooden sword in his hand, and his dark hair hung down like a orchid or jade tree.The clothes of the outer disciples of the Wangqing Sect were simple white and blue, plain and elegant, completely different from the luxurious and cold colors of Qiansha Posi, which made Xie Shiyi feel as if he had stepped down from the altar, becoming less distant.

    The moment he raised his eyes, it was as if time had flown by and he was back to two hundred years ago, when all the quarrels, separations, and farewells had not happened.

    Yan Qing laughed and shouted softly: "Thank you Shiyi."

    Shifangcheng's descriptions of Yan Qing are always cloudy and moody, saying that he has an eccentric personality, loves cruelty, and likes to bang his skull to listen to the noise.

    In fact, Yan Qing didn't like skulls, nor did he like the sound.

    It was just that when I first entered the Demonic Realm, when I was sitting alone on the corpse in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, not daring to close my eyes, I tapped the bones with my fingers, and found that the soft sound was very much like the bells under the eaves when I was fifteen years old.

    So countless sleepless nights.

    Yan Qing sat barefoot on the Bone Mountain, letting the blood-stained red thread between his fingers drag long into the wilderness where poisonous snakes were infested.

    The red clothes are rolled up, and the black hair is disheveled.He tapped the white bones with his pale index finger, lowered his eyelashes, and listened to each sound until dawn.

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