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Chapter 113 Master, look at her!
In the distance, Bai Wuchang and Elder Luo witnessed everything.
Bai Wuchang fanned his fan which had been frozen for a while, and then he remembered something. He narrowed his eyes and said, "You are right, she does look a bit like that person."
Next to him, Elder Luo looked calm at first, then he turned around, pulled up the teaching plan, and with a ferocious look on his face, he frantically scribbled on it, adding twenty practical kendo lessons.
Damn it! What are these disciples doing? Eight thousand people can't beat one! They've washed the garlic!
Assessment! Burn these losers to death!
……
Yu Zhiqing watched helplessly as his fellow junior brothers and sisters failed in their provocations. He thought coldly that it was a good thing he was not there, otherwise he would have to pay humiliating tribute to Yi Chi as well.
Then he was contacted by his respected master, "Come here, offer tea and pay respect to your senior sister."
"..."
I said I fainted in the toilet from crying, Master, can you let me go?
When Yu Zhiqing arrived at Xingxiu Peak, he met Fang Chihong and Jian Xiurong, who were wandering on the road and destroying the flowers and plants with their toes. Both of them looked depressed.
He felt inexplicably better, and his cold image softened a lot. He said concisely, "Let's go."
Fang Chihong and another person walked on Yu Zhiqing's left and right. Normally, the three of them were in a state of not submitting to each other.
Perhaps now they have a common enemy, so it is difficult for these two brothers to get along well.
But it only lasted ten steps.
Fang Chihong turned to look at Yu Zhiqing: "The fact that Second Senior Brother lost to a Foundation Establishment cultivator named Mei Jixue at the Tianling Auction is already known to everyone in Jueya."
Jian shyly turned her calming Buddhist beads over and waited for the right opportunity to interrupt secretly.
“Although Second Senior Brother suppressed his Spiritualization cultivation to the peak of Foundation Establishment and did not use any weapons, he was not only defeated by the Shadow Chasing Step, but was also tricked into drawing his sword. Even with the sword drawn, he still did not win, and was instead stabbed with a plum blossom on his head by the opponent.”
"I heard that you almost got angry. Is that true?"
It was rare for Fang Chihong not to interrupt his long string of sentences beginning with "although". She listened with relish while glancing at Yu Zhiqing with disdain.
"Second Brother, you may not know that people outside are now calling you 'Yi Jian Mei'."
"..."Yu Zhiqing's face was cold and dark.
His fellow disciples bullied him because he was not good at speaking, and they could not bear to be mean to him!
He admitted that he was really hurt.
Be happy now, you cold-hearted people!
Yu Zhiqing touched his heart, where a dried plum blossom was hidden.
He secretly swore in his heart that he would find the woman who had brought him lifelong shame.
Defeat her, humiliate her, teach her a lesson she'll never forget, and then throw this broken plum blossom in front of her!
……
Xingxiu Peak is a cliff-top ancestral temple, solemn and majestic.
In addition to placing tablets and portraits to commemorate ancestors, there are also disciples' soul lamps burning inside to confirm whether the disciples are dead or not outside.
The formation here is cold and ruthless. Anyone who offends will be killed. There is no one guarding it on weekdays and almost no one comes here.
But today, Mo Huaizun and a few others came here one after another for the first time.
Except Yi Chi and Ji Qi, everyone else came to pay homage to Lord Xiaoyao.
Lord Xiaoyao is Mo Huaizun's father. When Jueya killed his entire family, he was not spared. Today is his memorial day.
He was a cheerful, alcoholic lord who was easy to get along with and took good care of everyone. Several people had received his favors, so they would come to visit every few years.
The power struggle is indeed intense, and the priest has to return to a place.
After they left, Yi Chi went through the process of worshipping Jueya alone. Mo Huaizun patiently introduced and explained the history and celebrities of Jueya, while Ji Qi yawned as he listened.
Yi Chi was wondering whether he should bow to them one by one according to the rules, but the latter did not show any sign of this until they reached the deepest part.
There was no portrait here, only a tablet with the title of 'Wuji Lingzu' written on it. Zhu Jiu kowtowed three times in front of it with a good attitude.
Ji Qi was no longer sleepy at this time. He opened his round black eyes and looked at her with a gleam of interest in his eyes.
After Mo Huaizun introduced the other party's deeds, he personally lit a stick of incense, looked at her deeply and asked: "Do you know why among so many ancestors, only Lingzu has no portrait?"
At that time, photo stones had not yet been developed, so portraits were the only thing that could preserve someone's appearance permanently.
Of course, situations such as loss or destruction do not count.
It happened 50,000 years ago, who knows?
Yi Chi nodded, "I know."
Mo Huaizun stopped talking abruptly. He was silent for a moment before asking, "Why?"
Yi Chi blinked and said as a matter of course: "She doesn't like portraits."
"..." Mo Huaizun didn't know what to say for a rare moment.
Ji Qi glanced at the other person's choking expression, hugged Yi Chi's legs and laughed, rubbing him and flattering him.
"Miss Yi Chi is so smart! I want to sleep in the same cave with you tonight..."
Yi Chi picked the man up by the collar and she was heartless towards the cute eyes of Ji Qi who were full of expectations.
"If you keep calling me beautiful, I'll hang you on the wall as a wall lamp tonight."
Ji Qi wrapped his chubby little hands around Immortal Guangyuan and with a kick of his legs, his body began to sway in the air.
"It's not impossible." He blushed and said shyly.
"..."
Yi Chi almost said in front of Mo Huaizun: The little brat wants to find a wife before his hair even grows out.
Just wait, as soon as I get back and close the door, I’ll pull off your crotchless pants and beat you up.
Yi Chi continued to talk to Mo Huaizun about the previous topic.
Mo Huaizun gave a very official explanation, which was mostly positive speculations of later generations about the spiritual ancestor, such as not caring about false reputation and doing good deeds without leaving a name.
Yi Chi: Thank you so much for thinking of her as such a noble person.
"According to the records of Jueya, Lingzu was a great woman. However, because the Sutra Library was destroyed and the historical materials were lost, there is no concrete evidence to prove Lingzu's gender."
"So?" Yi Chi raised her eyebrows, having a premonition that these descendants were going to give her a big shit.
Sure enough, Mo Huaizun's voice was exceptionally cold and deep.
"So starting more than a hundred years ago, in order to maintain the orthodox status of the current royal family, the demon race loudly declared that the spiritual ancestor was a man. Now, for their own interests, many people and demons have responded."
“……?” Kill them all, Yi Chi smiled.
Ji Qi sneered: "Six, six, six."
……
After paying homage to the predecessors and lighting the soul lamps, it was time to meet other true disciples. Yi Chi thought of what happened today and smiled sinisterly.
When Yu Zhiqing and the other two came in reluctantly, they saw her sitting calmly in a seat next to Mo Huaizun.
The latter did not say anything about living in harmony and helping each other in the future, but simply asked them to serve tea.
Mo Huaizun had black hair and a black robe. He looked intimidating even without being angry, and his emotions were so calm that no one could guess what he was thinking. Therefore, when they were in his presence, they were very well behaved out of awe.
Yi Chi smiled very gently, and opened his mouth to poke the hearts of the three people, "Second Junior Brother, Third Junior Sister, Fourth Junior Brother, your Senior Sister is ready for tea."
Three people: "..."
Is this country girl so flamboyant and annoying by nature?
Master, look at her!