Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

The younger brother of Zhengyang Xianzong's night guard asked in surprise:

"Is the sword embryo a masterpiece of Senior Brother Chen? If so, the sword embryo should be placed in the Kaiyuan Sword Sect. Why did such a treasure fall into the hands of Immortal Feng Zhaoming?"

"Hehe, junior brother, the Kaiyuan Sword Sect doesn't have the flame blood, nor the Fulonglin. What's the use of this sword embryo? It's better to use it to please Fengxianjun. After all, Fengxianjun has the 'Nine Questions Immortal Sword' in his hand, and Kaiyuan Sect Master Jianzong has been envious of Jiuwen for a long time, and I heard that as long as he can take a look at Jiuwen, he can do anything."

"Hahaha……"

The two monks laughed together, and they didn't restrain themselves until a senior coughed lightly as a reminder.

Blink of an eye to the second day.

Before dawn, Qianqing was called up by Shuangye and Shenhua, saying that she was going to Zhenhui Peak to visit Immortal Feng Zhaoming.

"Zhengyang Immortal Sect monks can be roughly divided into five grades, namely Immortal Master, Immortal Venerable, Immortal Monarch, Core Disciple, and Beginner Disciple. A monk who has just entered Zhengyang Immortal Sect is called an 'Initial Disciple'. If you are chosen, you will be the 'core disciples'. Our sect currently has nearly ten thousand core disciples, but there are only eight Xianjun. If you want to get the guidance of Xianjun, you have to get up early to show your sincerity." Shuangye said Dressing Qian Qing, he explained to him concisely: "Although Feng Xianjun only has you as a disciple, you don't have to worry about not having the opportunity to be taught by Xianjun, but after all, it is the first day to visit Master, so you should go early to avoid being caught by the teacher. Others say you're not respectful enough."

Qian Qing stretched her waist and said, "That was too hard. I'm in Linjiazhuang, and I don't have to get up so early as a servant."

Shuang Ye's eyes darkened, and she said, "My lord suffers."

Standing behind Qianqing combing his hair was a teenage girl.She has fair skin and bright eyes, her name is Shen Hua, and she is Qian Qing's fairy maid.

A few days ago, she was both respectful and afraid of Qianqing, happy in her heart, but also worried that she would make Qianqing unhappy if she said the wrong thing.

But after getting along for a few days, she found that although Qian Qing was noble, she had a very lively personality. Apart from not allowing others to touch his sapphire stones, she was a very easy-going host.

Therefore, she plucked up her courage and whispered: "My lord, why does Xianzong want you to worship Xianjun Feng Zhaoming as a teacher? In this way, it is the level of core disciples. In the future, I will participate in the group lectures of core disciples. Also. If you worship Immortal Baizang as your teacher, you don't have to wake up so early, and you don't have to attend lectures with other core disciples... You, you are a noble person, so you are at a disadvantage, why don't you respond to Immortal Baizang?"

"Bai Zang Immortal?" Qian Qing was taken aback, and asked, "You mean that white-bearded old man, my grandfather? He is very boring."

Xinhua was embarrassed.

May I ask, who dares to call Immortal Bai Zang "old man with white beard"?Who dares to say that his grandfather is extremely boring?

However, Shen Hua respected Qian Qing like a god and man, she would do everything she could, she didn't dare to reprimand her, so she nodded slightly.

Qian Qing said with a smile: "Then I might as well worship Feng Jun as my teacher. I heard that he is powerful in combat, and I just want to see him."

Zhenhui Peak is located in the east of Zhengyang Immortal Sect. On weekdays, Immortal Feng Zhaoming guards this peak.

Since Qianqing had just opened her veins to learn from her teacher and was unable to control the sword yet, it was Shuangye Yujian who took him up the mountain.

However, Shuangye didn't dare to stand with Qianqing with a flying sword, and just stood beside the clouds, carefully guarding Qianqing's safety.

After a while, they arrived at the top of Zhenhui Peak.

There are many bamboos in the peak.

However, the bamboo in Zhenhui Peak is a bit special, it is not emerald green like ordinary bamboo, but fiery red in color.

"This is an annoyance-removing bamboo." Seeing Qianqing looking at it curiously, Shuang Ye explained: "It is specially used to get rid of the troubles in the monk's heart. It was cultivated by Fairy Longyu when she was sent to Zhenhui Peak. Physique, after Chufanzhu absorbs the troubles of the fairy king, it becomes this color."

Qian Qing nodded, thinking to herself, there are so many bamboos for removing troubles, at a glance, they are almost red, like a sea of ​​fire, it seems that Feng Jun has been troubled a lot these years.

Bypassing the flame-like Chufan bamboo forest, a towering palace can be seen in the distance.

It is quiet and solemn, and there is no sound of birds or beasts except for wandering clouds.

There is a white jade corridor outside the palace.

There are two fairies standing in the corridor, one is Qingfeng and the other is Mingyue.

Before dawn, the two fairy boys stood here early, waiting for the son of the fairy master.

When they saw Qian Qing, both of them stepped forward together and said: "Congratulations to the young master, please follow me to pay respects to Lord Feng."

Qian Qing responded, walked forward with her hands behind her back, and walked into Feng Jun's residence.

He raised his head and saw the huge plaque hanging on the palace.

There are three big characters of "Pangxie Pavilion" written on the plaque.

There are two couplets on the left and right.

The right couplet said: "Those who have no ambition have no clear vision."

Zuo Lian said: "Those who have nothing to do with ignorance have no great achievements."

Qianqing glanced at it, then strode into the Banxie Pavilion.

There is a beast-shaped incense burner in the pavilion, and white smoke is curling up.

The interior of the pavilion is full of aura, elegant and fragrant.

Under the leadership of Qingfeng and Mingyue, Qianqing climbed up the stairs.

When I got to the third floor, I found Feng Zhaoming sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating with his eyes closed.

In front of him was a low wooden table with wide corners, like a chessboard.

On the left side of the wooden table is a window connecting heaven and earth.It's more like a door than a window.

At this time, the sky was bright, and the dew was still there.

The doors and windows were wide open, and the breeze was blowing, causing Xianjun's robe to sway.

As if hearing someone coming, Feng Zhaoming slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qianqing.

Qingfeng Mingyue cupped her hands and said: "Feng Jun, I will take my leave."

Only Qianqing was left alone with Feng Zhaoming.

Qian Qing stood there for a while, but did not hear Feng Zhaoming say a word.

He paused, took a few steps forward, imitated Feng Zhaoming, and sat cross-legged opposite Xianjun.

As soon as he sat down, he looked around.

Seeing the well-decorated palace, he felt suspicious, not knowing how to practice the 'War Intent Way' in such a room.

A slightly sharper sword edge might be able to chop off the corner of the table.

Qian Qing was thinking wildly, when a white light flashed in front of his eyes, he quickly lowered his head.

I saw a piece of rice paper spread out on the originally empty wooden table.

After a while, there were inkstones, paperweights, pen holders, etc., and the void flashed.

Qian Qing was taken aback, looked up at Feng Zhaoming, and asked, "This is...?"

"Qianqing," Feng Zhaoming said in a calm voice, "I will teach you how to paint Danqing today."

"What?" Qianqing suspected that she had heard wrong.

Feng Zhaoming didn't repeat it, he just raised his right hand and took the lead in raising a brush.

"Wait," Qianqing said, "You...are you going to teach me how to fight the enemy?"

Feng Zhaoming said quietly: "Qianqing's nature is rebellious, and there are fierce dragons and beasts on her forehead, adding to her hostility. My first priority is to calm you down."

"..."

"It's too early to learn the way of warfare."

After hearing this, Qian Qing stretched her waist, but she was not angry, and said rather casually: "Although I can read and write, I have never learned to paint. If you want to teach me, you have to start from scratch."

"nature."

"..."

After that day, for half a month, Qianqing got up early every day, painted and wrote with Feng Zhaoming in the morning, and played chess and studied with him in the afternoon. Her life was very boring.

This day Qianqing just came back from Zhenhui Peak, she went straight to the Qingchi Lake behind Wangqingfeng Mountain with a straight face, took off her clothes in a hurry, and jumped into the pool.

After a while, the person who sank to the bottom of the water and breathed out suddenly came up and shook the water droplets on his face vigorously.

"It's so boring!"

"This Feng Xianjun is even more boring than my grandfather!"

A roar roared from the center of the pool, and the valley echoed.

'Let's chat—'

The echoes are endless.

Standing aside, Shuang Ye smiled in her eyes, took a step forward, knelt on one knee by the pool, and said to Qian Qing who was swimming this way: "My lord, good news."

Qianqing grabbed the bank of the pool with her right hand and asked, "Huh?"

"Just now someone came to report that Mr. Shouxi has arrived at Jiuqubaguan, and you will be able to see him in a while."

"what?!"

The clouds move and the fog moves away, the moon moves and the stars move.

The Pillar of Optimus, Baizang Immortal Palace.

Fengxian Jun and Baizang Xianzun sat cross-legged, with a chessboard in front of them.The board is black and white, and there are more than a hundred chess pieces. It is obvious that the chess game has gradually come to an end.

On the left side of the chessboard, there are two teacups. There are apricot-yellow tea leaves in the teacups. The tea has a strong fragrance that lasts for a long time.

Next to the teacup, there is a white porcelain bottle, in which are inserted a few green and straight bamboos, the bamboo leaves are stained with dew, exuding a delicate fragrance.

Immortal Bai Zang held the white chess in his hand, and lightly dropped the chess piece on the board, making a crisp sound.

At the same time ask:

"Zhaoming, how is Qianqing's homework going?"

Feng Zhaoming paused, without saying a word.

The tender bamboo leaves in the clean bottle curled up gradually, and when the bamboo leaves stretched out again, the bamboo leaves were dyed a flame-like vermilion.

Baizang Immortal Venerable squinted his eyes to see such a change in Chufanzhu, he smiled and said nothing.

Feng Zhaoming held the chess with his eyes down, and just about to make a move with his right hand, at this moment, Qingfeng Xiantong walked into the fairy palace, leaned into the fairy king's ear, and whispered a few words.