In this regard, her senior brothers discussed the mysterious bloodline of the Demon Empress several times in private, and they all agreed that the Demon Empress might have changed from a myna, otherwise, how could she lay such a loud-mouthed egg?

Cheng Qian returned to the courtyard with the awn grass that looked like dead branches. As soon as he stood still at the entrance of the courtyard, his face twisted involuntarily - when he was on the tree, he was caught by Zhang Dasen's group. The one with the demon pestle in Lina twitched on his back, but he didn't care to avoid it at that time. I'm afraid there was already a "green centipede" behind his back at this time, and the slightest tug on it would hurt too much.

Cheng Qian wanted to look back, but as soon as he twisted his neck, his back seemed to be broken in two. He could only secretly be glad that the clothes he wore on this day were dark and concealed.

After adjusting his posture with difficulty, Cheng Qian entered the courtyard a little stiffly.

I saw Xiaoshuikeng standing in the yard with a sad face. Someone had carved a circle of charms on the ground under her feet, and the ground was a prison to encircle her. Most of the intricate and unwilling charms were the handwriting of the senior brother. ——It can also be seen in the matter of teaching junior sisters that the head senior brother is a good player in "being strict with others and lenient with himself".

There is a roll of talisman hanging around the neck of the puddle. It is the "Qing Jing Jing" that made her senior brothers want to die. This thing is really poisonous from generation to generation, and it has a long history. It is said that Han Yuan will feel a pain in his brain when he sees it now.

"Senior Brother Three!" Shuikeng saw Cheng Qian, as if seeing a savior, he hurriedly shouted, "Senior Brother Three, help!"

Cheng Qian glanced at her, walked over and asked, "Is your second senior brother in the room?"

Shuideng was full of expectations, and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, the second senior brother..."

Li Yun's voice came from a room not far away; "Why did you come back so late, what have you been doing?"

Cheng Qian responded, ignored the puddle, turned around and walked into the house.

Shuideng shouted behind him with a crying voice: "Hey! Third Senior Brother, don't go, let me out, I'm going to the toilet, I'm going to pee my pants!"

She did not know how many times she had used this trick, but the senior brothers had long stopped using it. Cheng Qian shook his head, and saw a window open not far away, Li Yun popped up, and ruthlessly rejected Shuideng: "Urine Well, wash yourself after urinating."

Shuideng almost wanted to cry without tears: "No! Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, I'm still young, so I don't want to recite the scriptures of these filthy sons! You can't treat me like this, Master will be very sad when he sees it in the spirit of heaven!"

Cheng Qian couldn't turn his head back, so he had to turn his whole body around, smiled at her, and coaxed softly, "You can't, little junior sister, that's what Master did to us back then."

Puddle: "..."

Cheng Qian ignored the screaming junior sister, went straight into Li Yun's house, closed the door with his hand, blocked the sound from the outside, turned his face, changed his position, and pleaded, "She's only six or seven years old, why are you so restrained? She? That spell belongs to the goddess, right? Master never locked him in the preaching hall back then."

Li Yun's house is full of tattered books, and the spirit grass and spells are scattered everywhere. Hearing this, he emerged from the rubbish pile and said, "Didn't you find it? I don't have access to the school. It’s a practice technique, but it’s no slower than anyone else to bring qi into the body. Do you think that back then, the big brother knew how to eat, drink, and have fun every day, and it took only three or four years to get started, why?”

Cheng Qian: "It can't be those scriptures, right?"

"Don't talk about it," Li Yun pulled out a meridian map from the corner, and saw that the circles on it were full of notes, and Cheng Qian's head had grown twice as large, Li Yun said, "I found out these two days. , there may be some mystery in Master's Qing Jing Sutra."

It was only then that Cheng Qian realized that he had been so disrespectful to the "Qing Jing Sutra with hidden secrets" over the years, and hurriedly asked, "What secrets?"

"Then I don't know yet," Li Yun said irresponsibly. "It's all things that have been accumulated by the sect for thousands of years. How can it be so easy to decipher? I'll let the water hole read it to try."

Cheng Qian: "..."

He glanced out through the crack of the window, and saw that the "tried" puddle was squatting in the spell circle with his head down, pouting and flipping through the scriptures in her manuscript, how pitiful he looked. .

Cheng Qian sighed: "Okay, anyway, it's not a day or two for you to 'try' with us, and you won't lose any meat by reciting the scriptures a few more times, but... how is her demonic aura?"

Li Yun scratched her hair irritably: "I was about to tell you about this, but now she is getting bigger and bigger, and the spell is probably going to be overwhelmed. If you want to use medicinal herbs, I still need 'Wupeng grass' ', I've been searching for a year, but I still can't find it, I really can't... I can only find a way to find someone from outside the island."

Cheng Qian gave him a smile when he heard the words.

Li Yun asked curiously, "What?"

Cheng Qian reached into his arms, took out a small paper bag, and placed it on the corner of the table, revealing a corner of the awning grass like a dead branch inside.

Li Yun's eyes fell on the paper bag, and he was surprised. He grabbed the awn grass in his hand, and said in a row, "Where did you get it? This thing is equipped with Qi-entraining pills. The main ingredient, if it exists on the island, someone will definitely be watching it as soon as it germinates... wait."

"Well, I grabbed it," Cheng Qian waved his hand, "don't ask, just use it, I'm leaving."

After he finished speaking, he raised his feet and was about to leave, when Li Yun suddenly stretched out his hand to put his shoulders on him, Cheng Qian groaned suddenly, and was almost slapped down by him with a light slap.

Li Yun collapsed: "Wait! What's going on?"

As Cheng Qian got older, his "failures" in this area became more and more obvious. He didn't talk to anyone about what he heard. He did it privately in two days. Just secretly come to ask for medicine, ask him not to say anything, and often ask Han Yuan to come back with a few words, Yan Zhengming and the others can infer from the clues why he is fighting with whom.

"It's nothing...hiss." Cheng Qian reluctantly moved his shoulders to show Li Yun, "Maybe it's because he fell asleep in the morning and was rubbed by a stick again, don't tell the goddess, so that he won't bother me again..."

There is a saying that you can't talk about people during the day, and you can't talk about ghosts in the afternoon. Cheng Qian's voice fell, and the curtain of the back room had moved slightly, only to see Yan Zhengming holding a volume of books, Yushu walked out in the wind.

Yan Zhengming looked at him with a half-smile, and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Cheng Qian: "Cough... eldest brother."

Fortunately, Yan Zhengming didn't seem to intend to pursue it for a while, he put down the old book in hand, turned to Li Yun and said, "You just mentioned it - I really want to go back to Fuyao Mountain recently. I have some experience recently, and I want to go back. Looking through the classics for verification, although the things in the classic building are disorganized, I can always find clues for things that are in the same line, and..."

He frowned slightly and said, "Last year, because I saw Xiaoyue'er and the others were getting older, I sent them all back. At that time, I asked them to pass on the family letter, but I haven't heard back yet. It stands to reason that on Qinglong Island. I can't help but write, they haven't heard from them this time, I don't know if something happened, and I also want to go home and have a look."

"I'm afraid that you can't leave the island at will when you enter the lecture hall." Li Yun pondered, "Why don't you let Xueqing Ochre and the others run errands for you. I heard that Xueqing had a sense of breath a few days ago? That Jinglou Should I be able to get in?"

"Jinglou is not something that anyone with a sense of anger can push it away. At that time, Tong Qian and I were taught by the master in front of the door," Yan Zhengming shook his head, "Forget it, I'm not in a hurry to sort out this sect. , I'll have time to go back later, I'll ask Xueqing to help me deliver the letter to the family, and then go back to Fuyao Mountain to have a look."

Listening to the two of them discussing this matter, Cheng Qian was about to sneak away quietly, when he walked to the door, Han Yuan suddenly rushed in recklessly and almost slapped the door panel on his face.

"Oh, Xiaoqian, what are you doing!" He quickly revealed Cheng Qian's whereabouts, and shouted at the same time, "Eldest brother, two important things!"

Yan Zhengming took a look at Cheng Qian, frowned, took a step back, raised his hand slightly and looked up and said, "Tell me slowly, all the spittle stars are sprayed on my face."

Han Yuan smiled "hehe" indifferently, and said, "Zhang Heitan doesn't know who was blackmailed, his face is swollen like a steamed bun, and he can't see his neck anymore."

Yan Zhengming and Li Yun's eyes invariably focused on Cheng Qian, Cheng Qian had no choice but to cough and pretend to turn his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

Han Yuan continued: "Also, there was a big ship on the dock. I took a look at it and heard that the little white face surnamed Zhou came back."

Zhou Hanzheng?

Cheng Qian finally didn't care and slipped out, leaning against the door and standing silently on the side, his fingers resting on the wooden sword involuntarily.

"The last time he came back was when the Lecture Hall was open. This time I guess there was something big on the island." Han Yuan said firmly, "Guess what will happen?"

Every time he reported something, he acted like a storyteller, and none of the three senior brothers paid any attention to him, so Han Yuan had no choice but to laugh and speak for himself: "I heard people say that there will be a big competition in the lecture hall, and the winner can enter. Qinglong Island disciples are practicing in the inner hall."

Chapter 38

Cheng Qian had no interest in listening to it. He had never been interested in such boring things as competing with others, because it was unnecessary.

As he grows older, his arrogant self-esteem has also been honed by several self-doubts. Now, in Cheng Qian's eyes, there are only two kinds of peers in the world. One is that they are not as good as him now. Yes, one is not as good as him in the future.

Cheng Qian's back started to hurt badly, so he no longer wanted to stay, and simply said, "I'll go first if I'm okay."

"Slow down, your business is not over yet, stand for me," Yan Zhengming said, then he turned to Han Yuan, "Have you finished your daily homework for the 30 sticks of charms?"

Han Yuan: "..."

Seeing this, Yan Zhengming raised his long eyebrows: "What does that have to do with you? Hurry up!"