Chapter 62 Suspicion Lingshan became lively again, especially the North Peak. Every day, countless disciples from the other four peaks came to Yaoguang Sect and climbed over the walls just to catch a glimpse of Yue Qingru. Originally, Yue Qingru had already taken off the old cloth wrapped around her head, thinking that she could appear in front of people with dignity in the future. However, after seeing those people who came to admire her as if she were some kind of curiosity, she wrapped the old cloth back on. She was in a bad mood the whole day and couldn't even calm her mind when she was doing meditation. Gu Changnian was also distracted. That day, the two masters wanted to arrange his marriage with Hua Chiyu. Although few people heard it and those who heard it did not leak the news, he went to Hua Chiyu to apologize afterwards, but was stopped outside the palace by Xu Gaizhi. Of course, what made him even more upset was He Qing's attitude towards him. The conversation in the corridor seemed to make He Qing feel that the last layer of window paper had been pierced and there was nothing to worry about. From that day until now, He Qing had not spoken a word to him, and he didn't even have the chance to express his repentance for his previous betrayal of his teacher and ancestors. Moreover, there was no progress in finding out Lu Li's background, who was the person who met He Qing in his room, and what Chen Sanyi meant by what he said before leaving. Everything was going wrong and Gu Changnian couldn't concentrate at all. The most stable among the three is Lu Li. He looks the same as usual, and no matter what happened not long ago or everything around him, it seems to have nothing to do with him.
However, his progress was still the slowest among the three. "Stop looking at them!" Yue Qingru could no longer bear it and yelled at the people on the wall, "You come here every day! Haven't you seen a monster?!" A disciple from Mount Yuheng laughed with glee: "I've seen monsters, but I've never seen monsters and human eggs. Hey, why don't you show us your monster ears? We all came here for this, hahahaha!" The disciple was laughing, but suddenly he fell silent, as if his throat was pinched by an invisible hand and he could hardly breathe. He turned his head with sweat dripping down his back, and saw that He Qing, the head of the Yaoguang Sect, had stood on the wall at some point, looking down at him with his hands in his pockets, and whispered softly, "Wolves are born alive, not laid from eggs." "?????" Seeing the dull expression on the face of the Yuheng Mountain disciple, He Qing looked at him with sympathy: "Don't you understand? If you don't understand, go back and read more books." He understood what was said, and nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice. He Qing then ended his magic and let him and the other disciples scatter, and he himself landed lightly in the yard. Yue Qingru came over and saluted: "Master." He couldn't hide his grievance and asked: "Why don't you put up the barrier? They come here every day to watch, and it disturbs us from practicing." He Qing patted her head gently and said, "You can't practice because your mind is not at peace, not because of the people watching. You have been practicing for half a year. If your mind is still affected by the gazes of some people, then I have taught you in vain." Yue Qingru didn't like what he said, but she knew that what He Qing said made sense. She hummed and hawed and stopped asking for the barrier. She asked, "Master, you've been going to see Master Guanyue every day recently. Is there something important?" He Qing glanced at Lu Li who was meditating with his eyes closed. "Oh, I went to ask about the recent movements of the demon cultivators. They often go down Tianxuan Mountain, so I asked them to help me find out something." "Demon cultivators?" Yue Qingru said happily, "I know. I have tried the magic path before and interacted with some demon cultivators. What do you want to know, Master?" Her eager look almost made people imagine that there was a tail wagging behind her. But He Qing looked at Lu Li again, and seeing that he still didn't respond, he raised his voice and said, "Previously, the head of Yuntian mentioned the unusual movements of the demon cultivators to Master Xuanqing, so he wanted to understand the attitude of the demon path, Young Master." Upon hearing this, Yue Qingru blinked her amber eyes and said, "Ah, I've heard of that young master." Originally, He Qing just wanted Lu Li to pay attention to what she was saying. Who knew that Yue Qingru actually had news about this? She was quite surprised for a moment: "Have you heard about it?" "Yes." Yue Qingru said, "It is said that the Demonic Young Master was born by the Sanzu River. When he was born, he looked like a ten-year-old child with overwhelming demonic energy, so he was worshipped as the Young Master by the Demonic people. However, those demonic cultivators did not seem to respect him. It is said that in the past hundred years, the Young Master has been plagued by disasters and has always been assassinated. However, about thirty or forty years ago, the Young Master suddenly increased his cultivation and killed several elite demons in one fell swoop." These were not mentioned in the book, or rather, they were things He Qing had not seen yet. He could not help but become interested and asked, "And then?" Yue Qingru shook her head: "Then the young master suddenly went into seclusion, and there was no news about him afterwards." He Qing stroked his lips and fell into deep thought——
The improvement of cultivation must be gradual. If there is a sudden surge, it must be due to some kind of opportunity. Thirty or forty years ago... The book doesn't seem to mention much about things that happened thirty or forty years ago. Thirty or forty years ago, Gu Changnian was accepted into the Yaoguang Sect, Xuan Qingzi created a new magic circle to resist the heavenly calamity, Guanyue received the first bunch of mountain flowers in her life, the original owner came down the mountain and was loved at first sight, and there were some trivial things mentioned by the supporting characters... Ah, there is another one. The old woman in the Gu village was summoned by the devil when she committed suicide thirty or forty years ago. He Qing looked at Lu Li with doubts in his heart, thinking silently: Could it be that this guy was also inspired by the devil and gained a lot of skills? If this is true, then how great is this “huge” amount of cultivation? Yue Qingru had been observing He Qing quietly. Seeing that she seemed to be very concerned about the matter of the Demonic Young Master, she couldn't help but suggest, "Master, why don't we go to Sanzu River to take a look? Maybe we can find something there?" He Qing came back to his senses and glanced at her: "Sanzu River is the dividing point between the human world and the ghost world in legend. Do you dare to go there? You don't want to stay on the mountain and be amused by them, right?" Yue Qingru stuck out her tongue, pulled He Qing's hand and said coquettishly, "Master, I have been in the mountain for half a year. Let's take this opportunity to go down the mountain for a walk. Don't you want to investigate the unusual movements of the demon cultivators?" Seeing her acting so cute, He Qing really wanted to lift the old cloth on her head and rub it hard, but in front of Gu Changnian, he was unwilling to give up his cool image. When Gu Changnian saw the interaction between the master and the disciple, he walked forward with a hint of envy in his eyes and said, "If the master wants to go down the mountain to investigate, I can go with you." "Oh, that's not necessary." He Qing said quickly. (End of this chapter)