Journey To the World of Film and Television

Chapter 333 I know. But I still want to give it a try.

The mountain in front of the academy and the flat ground of the school field.

At the beginning, the slope of the second-floor mountaineering assessment was covered with thick white snow, and there was no one there.

The cold wind blows up thousands of piles of snow, the empty mountain is lonely, and a few mud marks left by Feihong's stepping on the snow can be vaguely seen.

Ning Que stopped before the slope, turned around and looked at the short-haired monk who was ten steps behind, and said seriously, "I have no enmity with senior brother Guan Hai, right?"

Guan Hai poked the ground with his staff, saluted with one hand, and said, "Yes, there is no enmity or enmity between you and me, we are just simply discussing and asking for advice."

Ning Que's cultivation is only in the early stage of Dongxuan, and Guan Hai is already a virtuous and powerful person in the late stage of Dongxuan. If he fights forcefully, he will definitely force out the gluttonous magic and expose the truth of obsession.

Along the way, Ning Que was thinking in his heart, thinking about how to deal with the enemy, thinking about whether Guan Hai's 'teaching' was temporary or ulterior motives.

But since you come to the front mountain of the academy, you will be noticed by the brothers and sisters in the back mountain if you make any movement. If the other party agrees, it’s okay to just discuss and teach; With the no-distance realm of senior brothers, I can definitely last until the arrival of several senior brothers.

"Since we have no enmity, but only to learn from each other, I will have no sword, arrow or talisman in today's battle. You and I each make a move to determine the outcome, how about it?" Shangyuan Thirteen Arrows said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Thirteen is as good as water, and as humble as a valley." Guan Hai nodded and smiled, and saluted again, "Today's battle, if Guan Hai feels angry, then I will rely on Mr., one move to determine the outcome."

Ning Que's expression was solemn, his eyebrows moved slightly.

Am I wrong? Didn't the senior brother of Lan Ke Xuankong in front of me be ordered to kill me?

On the snow cliff in the mountains, two figures appeared from the void one after the other without warning. Zhou Ji paused, glanced at Li Slowly beside him, and once again lamented the horror of controlling the rules of heaven.

If it weren't for his supernatural powers, he might not be able to win him with two swords in the face of such a strong man who appears and disappears for thousands of miles in an instant.

Then came Jun Mo, Yu Lian, Chen Pipi and others.

Jun Mo came here because he was warlike. He was so proud that he would never allow the monks of Tianqing Sect to dare to provoke at the gate of the academy. For Chen Pipi, it was not unusual for him to come here because he had the best relationship with Ning Que. The key is The Su Lan figure followed behind the two.

Seemingly aware of Zhou Ji's gaze, Yu Lian's demeanor was cold, as in the past, strangers should not enter, and said in a flat tone, "Twelve, who are the thirteenth brothers fighting against?"

"That person looks like Mount Lanke, an ascetic monk from Xuankong Temple." Chen Pipi subconsciously stretched out his finger to his mouth, thinking, "Looking at his cultivation level and age, he must be Master Qishan's disciple Guanhai."

Jun Mo glanced at the third junior sister suspiciously, shifted his gaze, moved to Zhou Ji, and swayed back and forth between the two of them many times, always feeling that something was wrong.

Leaning towards Li Slowly, he whispered, "Brother, did Third Junior Sister have a fight with Mr. Zhou?"

"No?" Li slowly looked down at the two people facing each other down the mountain, and said quietly, "Maybe there are some things that I haven't figured out, or have I figured it out already?"

Li Manman's voice was not loud, but the cultivation and realm of the few people present were far beyond the common world, whether it was Yu Lian who was pretending to be deaf or Chen Pipi who was dumbfounded, they could all hear clearly.

Zhou Ji looked at the bookish and gentle woman next to him, with a complicated expression, hesitating to speak.

It was clear that swords were at the bottom of the mountain and the situation was imminent, but everyone's thoughts on the mountain were all shifted from Ning Que to Zhou Ji and Yu Lian.

"Control it, you must control it!"

The thick black mist kept churning on the body surface but was constantly suppressed by the will, and strands of crimson blood appeared on Ning Que's face, making his already painful expression even more ferocious.

Ning Que clenched his fists tightly and let Guan Hai hit him on the back with all his strength.

‘Eldest brother, Pippi, and my fellow countryman, if you are here, you must watch it! It's already the limit to bear Senior Brother Guan Hai's attack. If he really wants to kill me, you must take action! '

A mouthful of hot blood spewed out, and a faint white mist floated in the air. Ning Que's inner thoughts were completely crushed by Guan Hai's blow, and the gluttonous power in his body, which was difficult to control, also bounced back with Guan Hai's thought power, and knocked the opponent down. Taking a few steps back, he looked at his hands in disbelief.

The gluttonous power was fleeting, and Guan Hai only felt the majestic power in Ning Que's body, but he didn't know that the other party was just pretending to be strong.

The so-called bystanders are clear, Jun Mo and Yu Lian who are on the snow cliff are different.

Straightening his high hair crown, Jun Mo frowned slightly, looked down the mountain with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice, "Little brother, is he bewitched?"

Li Slowly knew about this when he was in Tucheng, so it was not surprising, and Yu Lian noticed the gluttonous Dafa in his body at the first sight when he met Zhou Ji again in the old library, and now seeing Ning Que, he will , couldn't help turning his eyes to Zhou Ji.

Zhou Ji coughed lightly, "Ning Que's thought power was passed down from Liansheng Thirty-two, I just copied the exercises from it, you won't be angry, right?"

"That finger is in Shisan's hand. If you want to get angry, he should be angry." Yu Lian said with a cold gaze and a flat tone, "I'm just a teacher in the old library of the academy. What does the matter of the Demon Sect have to do with me?"

Sure enough, he was still angry.

Although Zhou Ji, Li Ranman, Jun Mo, and Chen Pipi didn't open their mouths, they seemed to speak in unison.

On the school field, Ning Que didn't wait for Guan Hai to take advantage of the situation to chase after him. He was completely relieved, turned around with a curved mouth, and pretended, "If I make a move, you will die!"

Guan Hai looked at Ning Que in shock, and said bitterly, "Mount Qi collapsed in front of him, but his face remained unchanged. Mister Thirteen was still calm in a dangerous situation. With such concentration, such a heart, Guan Hai is ashamed of himself."

Ning Que's expression was calm and calm, and he suppressed the surging blood in his body until he saw Xiao Suo's leaving back disappearing into the vast snow field, then he stroked his chest, and spewed out another mouthful of blood.

"Ning Que!" "Little brother!"

Chen Pipi and Jun Mo saw Ning Que vomit blood and jumped down from the cliff, while Zhou Ji took a step forward. The light images on both sides were distorted and stretched by some regular force. Bloody Ning Que's shoulder.

"Calm your breath and calm your blood."

A hand suddenly appeared on the shoulder, and Ning Que's heartstrings suddenly tensed and then quickly relaxed.

On the mountain in front of the academy, only the teacher, senior brother and Zhou Ji could appear beside him without warning.

Hearing Zhou Ji's voice, Ning Que closed his eyes slightly, and felt a stream of neutral and peaceful spiritual power flow into his body from his shoulders, repairing the meridians that had been ravaged by demonic energy, and calming the dark wounds caused by the collision of qi and blood.

After a while, Ning Que slowly opened his eyes. The injuries in his body had healed, and there were several familiar figures in front of him.

After saluting to the senior brothers and sisters, Ning Que looked at Zhou Ji and thanked him.

Zhou Ji waved his hand, expressing his indifference.

After everyone chatted for a while, Ning Que asked suspiciously, "Why is Mr. Zhou here?"

Zhou Ji said helplessly, "I wanted to find the master, but he was not in the back mountain. When I was about to go back, I noticed the aura of you and the disciples of Tianqingzong, so I came to have a look."

Hearing that the teacher Yunyou hadn't come back yet, Ning Que couldn't help showing regret.

Speaking of which, he has been the thirteenth teacher of the Academy for so long, and he has never met his teacher, which made him feel that good fortune has made people fool.

But although the teacher is not here, all the senior brothers and sisters are still in the academy.

During this trip to the wilderness, they have helped me a lot, and they have to pay a new visit out of love and reason, and thank them face to face.

It's just that it's getting late and he's in such a mess, Ning Que hesitated and decided to bring the gifts he prepared along the way tomorrow, and then go back to the back mountain to meet everyone.

On the way to leave with Zhou Ji, Ning Que only made indirect remarks after confirming that the third senior sister could no longer see them, "Where is Master Mo Shan? Aren't you two inseparable on weekdays? Why didn't you see her today?"

Zhou Ji said helplessly, "I was just hanging out with Lord Mo Shan in the academy, and I wanted to take her to the back mountain to have a look, but she said that she had to go back to the capital first, so she left."

Is there something important? What's up?

What else can happen, it's probably the Shura field~

Ning Que looked at Zhou Ji strangely, recalling that third senior sister who was cold-tempered just now and refused to let strangers in, he hesitated to speak, and slandered in his heart.

"Lord Momo Mountain?"

Sangsang sat on the threshold worriedly, holding her chin in a daze towards the intersection, and in the snow, a white velvet appeared from the corner of the street, walking towards the pen studio.

Sangsang showed doubts, stood up, glanced at the empty shop behind her, and asked curiously: "Is Master Mo Shan here to find my young master?"

Mo Shanshan showed a gentle and kind smile, shook his head and said, "No, Sangsang, I actually came here specially to find you during this trip."

"Looking for me?" Sangsang widened her eyes and tilted her head in confusion, "I'm just a little maid, what does Master Mo Shan want me for?"

Mo Shanshan concealed the embarrassment in his eyes, and said, "I want to ask you to do me a favor"

"You want to get back Mr. Zhou's words?"

After listening to Mo Shanshan's description, Sangsang hesitated, "It's been so long, although I can take you to find that peddler, those words must have been sold long ago, right?"

"I know." Mo Shanshan's voice was soft and gentle, but his eyes revealed the persistence that touched Sangsang,

"But I still want to try."

Back in the city, the sky was already dark, it was already like spring, the days were still short, and the nights were getting longer.

Zhou Ji's house in the city has been rented to Ning Que and Sang Sang, and the other house is by the Yanming Lake outside the city, so he shouldn't have returned to the city with Ning Que, but it's rare that he has nothing to do, so Zhou Ji casually said: Should come down.

Zhou Ji went to the drinking place once, but that time was already ten years ago.

Ning Que never spends money to drink at Hongxiuzhao, but before going to Hongxiuzhao, he has to go back to Bizhai to report to Sangsang that he is safe.

Hearing that he had to go to Bizhai, Zhou Ji resisted for no reason in his heart.

He doesn't hate Sangsang, and even said that he likes this cute little girl, but if he likes it, he should be afraid of it.

Having made an appointment to meet at Hongxiuzhao, Zhou Ji walked alone on Suzaku Avenue, looked up at the lights of hundreds of families that were gradually lighting up in the distance, his eyes froze slightly, and followed the figure in a white velvet cloak to look at another person. Changping Lane on the side.

"Shanshan?" A look of doubt flashed in Zhou Ji's eyes.

But doubts are doubts, Zhou Ji has no intention of catching up with her, and slowly withdraws his gaze from the few scrolls exposed in her arms.

These scrolls are new and old, and they don't seem to hang in one place, but seem to be collected from everywhere.

Zhou Ji didn't know why Mo Shanshan collected these calligraphy and paintings, nor who made them, but since she deliberately concealed them during the day, it was inconvenient for Zhou Ji to ask.

Taking a step forward, the figure disappeared in place.

On the other side, Ning Que rushed all the way from Lin 47th Lane to Hongxiuzhao. Zhou Ji had been waiting in the attic for a long time.

They are both timetravelers, but they haven't been able to sit down and have a drink since they met.

Zhou Ji doesn't like drinking, even if he travels through the millennium.

So he only ordered a pot of rice wine like Green Ant Wine, which was very low in alcohol and mild in nature.

Ning Que would not complain about Zhou Ji unrestrainedly like Fan Xian, he knows how to measure, but often loses it.

Neither of them talked about their experiences before time travel, which may be a tacit understanding between the time travelers.

However, when talking about some things that only modern people know, both Zhou Ji and Ning Que sigh endlessly, lamenting the incompleteness of this world.

While speaking, on the roof of the attic, without warning, an old man in long robes with white beard and hair and elegant demeanor appeared.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, followed by two scruffy and weird old men.

Of the two old men, one had a red nose and smelled of alcohol. A murderous look exudes a bloody smell.

Ning Que was taken aback by the three people who appeared suddenly, and the two behind the master were also taken aback by Ning Que.

Darkness endless darkness.

Maybe it was because of the more than ten years of being with Sangsang day and night, Ning Que was contaminated with so much Haotian aura, that the first time the alcoholic and the butcher saw him, it was as if they saw the man who made them fear and dodge for thousands of years. With the terrifying existence, he subconsciously took half a step back, and then reacted.

"Zhou Ji." Ning Que was stared at by the two men, and Ning Que's heartstrings were tense. Just one glance was far more terrifying than all the horrors he had experienced in his life, like an ant falling into the palm of a child and crushing himself to death with a little force.

Ning Que turned his head slightly, but his eyes did not move to Zhou Ji. He even forgot to add the "Mr.

"Don't be nervous, this is your teacher, Master. As for the two behind him, I think they are his old acquaintances." Zhou Ji looked at Ning Que helplessly, stood up and bowed to Master, and said Master.

Ning Que was startled when he heard the words, and then he turned his attention to the old man in front of them.

The three of them were all old men. The white-bearded man in front did not give people an extremely dangerous feeling like the two behind him. The temperament that was faintly compatible with heaven and earth made him ignore the existence of the other party.

"Student Ning Que, meet Master."