I will Bury the Gods Chapter 100: : Day 7

Long-tailed white sparrows came from outside the city, fluttered their wings and flew up to the autumn sky, and their loud and clear cries sounded at this dawn.

Xiaoyu is holding a flower pot of fairy radish, wearing a sword coat with cotton, looking back from the sword flat, the drum-holding stone between the door and the couplet, the painted sculpture on the roof ridge, or the sword supported by countless details Buildings, they all have a painting-like texture in the autumn light.

The sky was blue and cloudless, and it was a sunny and ordinary day.

Many years later, Xiaoyu will still recall this day.

According to the usual practice, the monthly test should have been held on Jianping, but this year, due to the death of the lord of Shenshou Mountain, there were many visitors, and the small Jianping lacked ostentation. In the open place, there used to be a place where a great immortal preached, and now it has been preserved as a ruin. From there, you can see a mountain-like high wall.

Xiaoyu walked with the rest of the disciples. She was wearing a white sword suit with a black belt and carried a wooden sword on her back. She looked heroic at a young age. My way is not fox' four characters.

It took her two hours to carve these four characters. There is no way around this, she has poor handwriting since she was a child, in order to solve this problem, her method is not to practice handwriting hard, but to write more sloppy handwriting, pretending that she is creating a special kind of writing, rather than incompetent Write it well.

All laziness has its price. This time she practiced hard for a long time before she dared to use the knife, but she still accidentally wrote "孤" as "狐". of...

She folded her arms around her chest and looked at the sky in high spirits, and she couldn't help but think of Master again.

Going to compete today, she probably won't have the chance to go back to the Little Sword Tower. Thinking that today is another day when she won't see her master, she can't help but feel disappointed.

But although the master couldn't see it, he brought Xiaoxian Luobo himself. This is like prenatal education for Xiaoxianluo, and he must let him see his majesty from an early age!

Xiao Yu lightly stroked the fairy leaves in her arms, and smiled happily.

Hey, I don't know what Master is doing now, whether he is cultivating, whether he has fed the cat, whether he has been bullied by the bad Son, whether he is... worried about himself.

As she was thinking wildly like this, the majestic and majestic wall suddenly crashed into her field of vision.

Although this is not the first time Xiaoyu has seen her, every time she sees her, she is still deeply shocked. I don't know how much manpower and material resources have been consumed by this man-made city wall built with rammed earth. It stands here and has survived wind and rain for thousands of years. Both mortals and practitioners have deep admiration for it, and even have a There is a very widely spread saying: the city wall is the Minggu **** who protects the human race, and it is a holy object at the same level as Pale and Origin.

Xiaoyu also deeply agrees with this statement.

So she couldn't understand why so many people ran outside the city wall.

Under the leadership of her husband, she and other disciples came to this open ruins that had been abandoned for a long time. A wooden platform was set up on the ruins, a big drum was set up, and people gathered around them. Among the cultivators, there are sword celestials who have killed dragon corpses, geniuses who have understood the stele of heaven, goddesses who carry ten fairy swords, and young men who have gathered a unique knowledge... Most of them come from fairy mountains, and they are all well-known.

Of course, none of the cultivators who came back from Shenshou Mountain gathered here to watch a group of young children compete, and they really came to meet Xiaoyu's parents.

The human-god realm is almost the peak combat power of human monks. Such a pair of Taoist couples are rare in the entire world of cultivation. The former mountain master is dead, and their status will only increase in the future. They will not be truly detached when they are outside the world, they are still humane and sophisticated.

Xiaoyu, on the other hand, did not have the slightest sense of being watched by thousands of eyes. She approached the arena and felt inexplicably nervous even though she was full of confidence.

In the past few days, although she has been guided by a famous teacher and has studied hard, she is working behind closed doors after all. She has never actually fought, so she will inevitably feel flustered. She was stabilizing her mood when Chu Miao came over at an inopportune time.

"They all came to see you." Chu Miao said in a voice without much emotion.

"Look at me?" Xiaoyu was a little surprised, looked left and right, and said, "What are you looking at me for? I'm not a rare animal in the zoo."

Chu Miao was envious of the family background of the young girl in front of her, but it was obvious that this young girl in the midst of blessings was not only ignorant of blessings, but also stupid.

Already seven years old and still acting like a child... Chu Miao was even more disdainful.

Because she experienced disasters and displacement when she was young, she is much more mature than her peers. In her eyes, Xiaoyu is a younger sister who is much younger than herself.

"You have to be more careful later on, even if you are pretending, you have to put on a show. If you really can't do it, you can give your opponent a few winks, we can all understand." Chu Miao sighed, and said earnestly: "Palace Master My lord took us in, and asked my husband to teach us martial arts, we are grateful and dare not forget, so... I don't want them to be ashamed because of you, do you... understand?"

"I..."

Xiaoyu couldn't help feeling ashamed when she thought of the past when they deliberately let her pass the monthly test. !”

Xiaoyu's words were full of pride and self-will. Seeing her like this, Chu Miao didn't bother to say anything, but said coldly:

"I hope so."

"What's your attitude?" Xiao Xiao's tone was serious, and he also said harshly: "You will surrender later, I will beat you for a while!"

"Then you should surrender quickly, I dare not beat you." Chu Miao didn't care about her anger.

"You..."

The little tone made her chest tight. She could feel Chu Miao's gaze, which was full of pride and confidence. On the back, there was an indisputable contempt that could not be concealed. What made her most angry was that when she looked around, It was found that many disciples also cast their eyes here, their eyes were similar to Chu Miao's.

In the past, Xiaoyu had her own unique inner world. She rarely observed the people and things around her, and only grew up under the protection of her parents. She has become much more sensitive and delicate, and many emotions that she hadn't noticed in the past are now clearly visible in her eyes.

No one cares about the awkwardness of children. Although many cultivators cast their eyes here, they just smile.

This month's test is full of ostentation, but the process is not special. It is still the same as usual. The only thing that is more involved is that this month's test has special rewards.

When Niangqin was about to take the stage to give an opening speech, Xiaoyu carried a wooden sword on her back and walked up to the competition stage with a flower pot in full view of everyone.

My mother was a little surprised, not knowing what her daughter was going to do.

I saw Xiaoyu put one hand on his hips, pointed at the disciple who was about to compete with him, and said loudly: "You...and you all, listen to me! Don't let me wait for the competition! , understand? I'm not afraid of losing, I'm just afraid... winning isn't enough glory!"

This scene happened suddenly, and everyone's eyes were focused on her. Originally, several immortals pointed at the group of disciples, discussing who is the daughter of the two people in the realm of gods, but now the answer is obvious.

Chu Miao's cheeks were slightly red. Her blush was because of Xiaoyu, and she only felt...embarrassed by Xiaoyu's majestic words. The rest of the disciples are probably the same.

Xiaoyu didn't feel it at all, she came to the stage aggressively, and then stepped off the stage aggressively, ignoring all the weird eyes.

Mother and father looked at each other and smiled helplessly. After the daughter stepped down from the stage, this eternally youthful woman stepped onto the stage with a green skirt and introduced the rules of the monthly test in person.

The rules of the monthly test are extremely simple, so simple that there is nothing to introduce. It is just a continuous cycle of competition and lottery, and finally the winner will be determined.

Although competitions are commonplace in the world of comprehension, most sects are still cautious about holding competitions. It may become the shadow of a lifetime, unable to forget, unable to think about it, and eventually turned into a demon, becoming an insurmountable wall on the road of cultivation.

Of course, there are pros and cons in everything, and many top monks have also grown up in the struggle of victories and failures.

After the girl in the green skirt introduced the rules, she introduced the prizes this time. Everyone thought it was some kind of elixir, magic weapon, or weapon, but when the girl took it out of the white letter bag, many of the prizes that were originally random His eyes immediately focused.

The woman's clear voice resounded in the ruins, clear and gentle. When she opened her mouth, what she said was a past event that caused an uproar:

"A hundred years ago, I traveled through the wilderness with ten monks from Shenshou Mountain and went to the celestial pole. I think everyone has heard about it."

More than hearing...

This matter was originally kept secret. It was not until ten years ago that Shenshoushan finally made the experience of going to the celestial pole a hundred years ago public. From these huge ices, we can see the small and half claws of the adventure that year.

Six of the ten travelers died that year, and two of the remaining four returned mentally and fell into madness... Xiaoyu's parents were the only survivors.

Therefore, there are also many rumors that besides those frozen things, they also hide other shocking secrets, but the specifics may only be known by this couple, and it may become an eternal secret.

"Back then we discovered creatures that had been frozen for unknown years in the polar ice sheets, and we also found some relatively insignificant things, such as..."

The woman in the green skirt opened the envelope and took out a small blue ball, "For example, this seed."

…

Although the woman in the green skirt said the word 'insignificant', it was more like a means of trying to promote before suppressing. Her next words deeply shocked many people:

"There is a sacred tree in the world, named Fusang, which is said in ancient books. Fusang is two thousand feet long and two thousand squares in circumference. It goes up to the sky and connects to three springs. Gnaw the root system, and finally die..."

The woman in the green skirt changed the topic, and there was a slight smile in her slow tone, "But the **** tree is also a god, so how could it die so easily? Glaciers are all buried in ice and snow, and have no soil to take root. And the one we found..."

She pursed her lips and smiled, glanced around, and continued:

"And this tree is very likely to be one of the seeds of the Shenmu."

The seed of the **** tree?

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

They thought that the origin of this thing would be very big, but they never thought that it would be so big!

However, in the final analysis, Fusang is just a legendary sacred tree. No one has ever seen it with their own eyes, so this statement is more like a gimmick. For hundreds of years, the raw materials of many miraculous medicines were cultivated from the polar frozen seeds they brought back.

A fetish with such a history is actually a reward for a childish monthly test...

Children's Monthly Examination is just a child's play, and what they did...was it too child's play? Or do they firmly believe that their daughter can win?

But those who knew the inside story knew that the Xiaoyu who came to the stage earlier did not inherit the power of his parents at all, but was just a mischievous and willful lady.

But the doubts are the doubts. The monks present all respected their identities, and most of them did not show any shock, as if they were conducting a calm competition.

Seed... Xiaoyu was also taken aback, seeing that the seed was about the size of a fingernail, and it looked like a tree species. She quickly picked up the flowerpot with both hands, stared at Xianluo, and promised, "Little Bai, don't worry, even if I have a whole forest in the future, you will still be my only one!"

She spoke as if no one was around, but there was no one around, and the other disciples all cast strange, idiot-like eyes, as if they were mourning for the misfortune of the palace lord's family.

After the girl in the green skirt introduced the rewards, the monthly test finally started.

This monthly test is a postponement of the previous one, so in the first round, Xiaoyu will directly compete with another boy in the last unfinished test.

In Xiaoyu's heart, the loss of the last competition is still vivid in his mind, as if it was a few days ago.

Xiaoyu walked up to the martial arts arena with her sword on her back, her chest held high and her head raised, but she felt uneasy in her heart. Her opponent also came up, the boy was only eight or nine years old, he was immature and a bit naive, but his swordsmanship was not weak at all. In the last competition, Xiaoyu was once beaten by the opponent's swordsmanship. , almost fell off the competition ring.

Xiaoyu and the young man took out the wooden swords, held the hilts in both hands, the tip of the sword drooped, bowed and saluted each other, and then opened up the battle, each posing in a posture.

Most of the people present were here for Xiaoyu, so no one hoped that the competition about her would end so quickly, but many people knew Xiaoyu's strength. It's just a show.

Xiaoyu's father was ready to comfort his daughter later, but her mother always smiled peacefully after she sat down, not worried at all.

The drum beats and the competition begins.

Xiaoyu was a little nervous at first, but the sound of the drum made her mind slightly blank. Although she maintained her posture, she couldn't remember the sword skills she had practiced in the past few days, and she was very anxious. However, the other party only thought that she should remain unchanged and respond to all changes, and took the lead in attacking with a sword.

Xiaoyu hastily resisted, but the first move was at a disadvantage, and he was forced to take half a step back.

People who had some expectations for her were also disappointed by this move.

She wants to stop and give herself time to adjust, but the opponent is an enemy, and she will only take advantage of the victory to pursue, how can she let her breathe?

The boy's true energy sinks, his figure is swift, the wooden sword stabs straight, but because of the speed it bends like a whip shadow, the curved and straight sword stabs one after another, Xiaoyu retreats step by step, trying his best Looking back on what I have learned in the past few days, I can't follow my heart.

Seeing that she was forced to the side of the martial arts arena and was on the verge of defeat, she made a quick-witted whisper and pointed to her lips, pinching her blue fingers together, as if holding a magic talisman and a jade seal, she uttered the mantra: "Definitely!"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, but he was frightened by the momentum, and his movements froze.

Xiaoyu took advantage of the slowdown of the opponent's attack and began to counterattack. Her counterattack method was very simple-to perform all the sword skills she remembered in order.

This method worked, and soon, the opponent was dragged into her rhythm, tired of parrying, but faintly lost! This gave Xiaoyu a lot of confidence. Her movements became faster and faster, and her moves became more and more fierce. Everything she learned naturally came back to her mind and became a part of her body.

When Xiaoyu reached the eighth pose, the opponent finally couldn't resist. He was hit on the wrist, and his hand was hurt. The hilt, directly kicked the sword off the competition platform!

Scores for victory and defeat.

Xiaoyu originally wanted to say some cruel words, but she remembered the master's demeanor that her master had said, so she closed her pink lips after saying a word of acceptance, and only snorted before leaving the stage with her braids twitching.

This battle shocked many people. The surprise was not because of her swordsmanship, but because of her sudden word "fix". A habitual liar.

"Extraordinary skill, it's not far away." Chu Miao stared at Xiao Yu who was leaving the stage, and shook her head, still not taking it seriously.

Xiaoyu didn't bother to talk to her, she ignored most of the disciples' surprised gazes, sat aside with her wooden sword in her arms, just staring at the words on the sword, she wished she could run back to the sword tower immediately, and share herself with her master The joy of winning.

The competition is still going on, and in the next three rounds, Chu Miao will perform the most.

These children were carefully selected by the family with a lot of thought. Everyone has good aptitude, and each of them may be a future immortal, but even among these people, Chu Miao still stands out from the crowd.

She showed exquisite swordsmanship and steady sword heart at a young age. From the fluttering white dress, one can vaguely see the cold-faced demeanor of the future fairy in white skirt holding a long sword in her hand.

A well-known swordsmith even took the initiative to find Xiaoyu's parents and inquired about accepting apprentices.

There are also many lists in the sacred mountain, among them is the list of weapons, some people who are good at it dig out all the ancient magic weapons, and rank the well-known fairy soldiers from ancient times to the present. Among the top ten fairy soldiers, this The works of a swordsmith accounted for two.

This swordsmith has a special habit. Instead of forging swords first and then selling them, he does the opposite. He must first find a suitable sword master, and then create a sword for him. handle sword.

This world-renowned swordsmith has traveled the world for more than 30 years, but he hasn't opened a furnace for 30 years, and now he plans to forge a sword for a child who is only seven years old!

Receiving this great favor, Chu Miao was terrified, and she, who was always prudent, was too frightened to speak, so she could only listen to the arrangement of the palace lord.

The palace lord did not agree or refuse, but let the competition continue first.

The second round of lottery ceremony started soon, unexpectedly, in the next competition, Chu Miao and Xiao Yu were directly divided into a group.

Xiaoyu just performed well. If she was lucky in the lottery, she might be able to enter the decisive battle. But obviously, luck was not on her side. When Chu Miao was drawn, it also meant that her monthly test would soon be over It's over.

"Are you ready?" Chu Miao had suppressed the excitement of being appreciated by the swordsmith, and her expression returned to calm.

Xiaoyu hummed, embraced the wooden sword, and walked onto the competition stage.

Chu Miao walked over at a leisurely pace, her steps were correct, her eyes were clear and noble, as if she was the young lady of the family.

Chu Miao prepared for the battle, everyone also cast their eyes with great interest, waiting for the good show to start, but at this moment, Xiao Yu suddenly raised a palm, indicating that she had something to say.

"You don't mean to surrender without a fight, do you?" This was Chu Miao's first reaction.

But she soon realized that this young lady was eccentric, and she must be playing some kind of conspiracy.

"I don't think you are worthy of my real strength." The words were amazing.

"What did you say?" Chu Miao felt that she had heard wrong.

Xiaoyu turned a deaf ear to her rhetorical question, and she said to herself: "In the next match, I will not attack, but only defend. If I can't beat you within ten moves, I will take the initiative to admit defeat, how about it?"

"Don't attack, just defend... win me?" Chu Miao felt that she could understand every word, but she didn't know what it meant when they were linked together.

No matter how good the defense is, it can only make people invincible, relying on defense to win... This, how is this possible?

"Are you crazy?" Chu Miao couldn't help saying ~IndoMTL.com~ After she finished speaking, she immediately covered her lips, she knew that as a servant, she shouldn't say such things to the little Palace Master.

Xiaoyu didn't care about her disrespect, just asked: "What do you think?"

Chu Miao Bingxue is smart, and quickly figured out the opponent's intentions - Xiaoyu chose to defend ten moves, if she can defend, although she can't win, she looks like a glorious defeat, if she can't defend, she will be ashamed Those who just lost ten tricks at least avoided the situation of being repeatedly humiliated by themselves.

I have to say that Miss never disappoints when it comes to playing tricks.

But so what? The road to Taoism is long, and her temporary cleverness may be praised by others and spoiled by her parents, but one day she must step out of the warm wings of her parents and face the cruelty of the world. when down.

"I agree."

Chu Miao agreed.

She didn't want to disrespect the young lady, but she felt even more contemptuous of these pampered high-door young ladies in her heart.