Si Ming Chapter 6: Wufangshan

Four immortals from the ancestors of Wufang came together. The little monsters on the boat were so frightened that their true colors were revealed, and for a while, the lynx and mice scurried all over the boat. But surrounded by the sea, there is no room for them to escape.

Indulge in a drink: "All of them squat for me." All the demons honestly formed a group, piled up into a pile. Intoxicated, he said, "What you did on the boat, do now, and send all these children back to Linhai City. If the trip goes fast, I will spare your life, but if you go slow... I just happen to be missing a few people. The materials for making wine..." Before he could finish speaking, all the monsters turned into humanoids and went to perform their duties.

The other three immortals are all people with no respect and morality. One of them is Chen Zhu's master, Ji Wu, who has the most advanced cultivation among these people today.

Jiwu walked up to the children and gave a lecture, to the effect that they would tell their parents when they went back, that Wufang would never accept apprentices by accepting gold and silver, and would not accept any more apprentices within the next ten years. , so that they will not be deceived again.

Er Sheng heard that, holding a scaled sword and drooping her head.

This is good, she thought, she has no way to accept apprentices, and the monster master also ran away, where did she go to learn the art of driving clouds to find people.

Chen Zhu saw Er Sheng's expression over there, and laughed a little begging for a fight, but he leaned over to his master's side, spoke respectfully, and glanced at Er Sheng again.

When the immortals heard Chen Zhu's words, Chong Ersheng was quite surprised. Ji Wu walked to Er Sheng's side, looked at the evil spirit beads lying quietly on the deck, transported a ball of spiritual energy in his hand, grabbed the two stones that had been chopped into half circles, and weighed them in his hands for a while. He looked at Er Sheng up and down again and asked, "Where did you get this sword from? How did you get your spiritual power?"

"The sword was given by the husband, and the power you are talking about is probably taught by the husband."

Jiwu Snack was surprised: "Husband?"

Er Sheng nodded, and Ji Wu pondered for a while: "I see that you are talented and intelligent, and have a rare immortal fate. I wanted to take you back to Wufang to show it to Master, maybe I can make an exception and let you worship Wufang. Under Fang's door, but you've already married..." Er Sheng's eyes became brighter after hearing the first half of his words, but then dimmed when he heard the back.

"Hey." Shen Zui suddenly interjected, he stood leaning against the fence with his arms in his arms, and smiled at Er Sheng, "Since senior brother doesn't want this girl, how about I take her away?"

Jiwu frowned when he heard him speak: "Since her husband can gift such a sword, and he wants to cultivate more than you and me, how can it be your turn to teach her?"

Er Sheng quickly inserted the words: "My husband can't teach me now, he doesn't know where he went, I cultivate immortality just to find him."

Indulge in the hands: "It seems that I can still teach her."

Ji Wu glared at him and said, "Junior brother can't be kidding, since she has become a relative, how can she worship me again."

"Why not?" Shen Zui had a problem. He felt sleepy as soon as he talked to his fellow brothers and sisters. He yawned and said, "Aren't the monks married before he became a monk? >

Jiwu is slightly angry: "You!"

"No way!" Surprisingly, Er Sheng jumped up first, "If Chang Yuan wants to divorce me, I still won't worship you as a teacher!"

Intoxicated and blinked his eyes, dissipating the wetness in his eyes from yawning, and scratching his head inexplicably: "Why is this frizzy, don't I just use an analogy. Little girl, you don't need to tell me. Are you willing to worship at my door?"

Er Sheng knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed: "Master is on top! Let the apprentice bow!" As he spoke, he kowtowed three very crisp heads.

Er Sheng had asked countless old beggars about the etiquette of apprenticeship, what to do, what to say, and what tone to use. Therefore, the three bangers kowtowed in a proper manner without being rude, and the speed was so fast that no one present could react.

I waited until Er Sheng stared at Shen Zui for a long time before Shen Zui laughed: "Good apprentice, good apprentice!"

One of the two immortals standing behind stood up and said, "Junior Brother, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. First, this woman's origin is unknown, and her aura is very strange. Second, Master..."

"I will go and explain it to Master." They still wanted to persuade, and Shen Zui suddenly put on a desolate and sad expression, "For many years, I have only had one apprentice under my sect, Ji Ling, but it is still a little bit. The unpleasant ice cube face, he often shows his face to me without saying anything, and occasionally offends me with his words, brothers...ha ah..." He yawned and continued, "I don't know, actually Ah Zui, I have long wanted to ask for another apprentice, but there are too many people who are prejudiced against me in Wu Fang, and the juniors don't like to see me, so this idea has been in vain. Now, I finally have a favorite Apprentices, brothers and sisters, what do you want to do!"

The three immortal elders turned pale with anger at his snatch.

Chenzhu was a little lost before he left, but Er Sheng reacted quickly and shouted at him, "Remember to call me Shishu in the future!" Because she still remembered that Chenzhu Huanjiling was called Shishu.

Indulge is also idly waving goodbye to his senior brothers: "I will have nowhere to return after I send these children."

When the shadows of them were no longer visible in the sky, Er Sheng retracted his eyes and looked obediently intoxicated.

"Little girl." Shen Zui still looked at the place where the sea and the sky meet, he asked, "What's your name?"

"Er Sheng."

"Well, that's a nice name."

Er Sheng waited for a while, and when he saw that he had no more words, he said strangely: "Master won't you give me a magic name?"

"The name of the law?" Drunk and amused glanced at Er Sheng, and then said, "The name is just an appellation, it doesn't matter what you choose, but since you look at me with such hopeful eyes, I will accept your opinion. I would like to give you a name." He thought for a while, "Well, Xiao Er is a good name. You have to listen to me in the future. Remember?"

Er Sheng nodded seriously: "Remember!"

"Don't learn to be like your senior sister." Shen Zui sighed thoughtfully.

Er Sheng still nodded obediently.

"Little ears." Shen Zui suddenly asked in a serious tone, "If you are cultivating immortals to find your husband, if one day you find that even with a high level of cultivation, you still can't achieve what you expect, what will you do?"

"Does it mean that after learning magic, you may not be able to find Zhang Yuan?" Er Sheng thought about it and said, "Then think of other ways to find him, anyway, I will always find him in this life."

Indulge in a light laugh, with two points of sarcasm: "It's really a child. How can everything in life be as you want. If you can live according to your own thoughts, I'm afraid it's only the Si Mingxing in the nine-layered heaven. That's it."

Er Sheng turned her head to the side and thought for a while, why did she think that what Master said was so wrong...

The boat sailed to Linhai City, and let the children go home. With a big wave of intoxication, he put all the monsters on the boat into the jug attached to his waist.

Er Sheng was shocked: "Didn't Master say to let them go?"

"Well, I think this boat is going too slowly. I can walk back and forth in just one day, and they took so long. I'm really disappointed by another teacher."

Er Sheng opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, she just sighed that the monsters were unlucky...

Sin Zui took the monster and went to look for wine to eat. Er Sheng wanted to say goodbye to the old beggar, so he made an appointment with Shen Zui and went to find the old beggar alone. She went to every place where the old beggar might go to beg and didn't see him, only that he might have seen himself wandering alone without coming back.

Er Sheng is actually a little disappointed that no one was found. She thinks that now that she is a teacher, she will not have to worry about food and clothing in the future. At least she should return the coins that the old beggar gave her back to him...

Er Sheng sighed and turned to leave. When she turned her head, she saw a familiar figure standing behind her, squinting slightly, and looking at her closely. Er Sheng was stunned for a while, then obediently called out, "Senior sister."

The person who came was the cold-faced Ji Ling. Her hair was a little messy, as if she was coming over from an urgent road. When she heard Ersheng calling her like this, she raised her eyebrows, and her expression was a little unbelievable and peaceful. Disapprovingly looked at him: "Junior sister?" These two words were somewhat sarcastic.

But how could Er Sheng hear so many emotions? She grinned and agreed loudly: "Hey! Senior Sister Fairy, we are really destined. I never thought that I would worship the same master as you."

The corners of Ji Ling's mouth moved, holding back her emotions: "I didn't expect it either." She paused, "Where's Master?"

"Going to buy wine."

"Take me to him." When he said this, his expression was already chillingly cold.

Er Sheng is not stupid. Seeing Ji Ling's expression, she probably guessed that Fairy Lengmian didn't like her having an extra junior sister. She didn't know the reason, and didn't dare to ask. Obediently responded, and led the way honestly ahead.

At that time, I was intoxicated and drinking beautifully in the tavern. I looked up and looked outside the tavern. When he saw Er Sheng coming, he waved to her, and suddenly he saw the person following her, and his face became pale. Changed, looked left and right, but couldn't find a place to hide, gritted his teeth, raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl, and just wanted to hide the wine jar, a slender hand inserted it horizontally, and took the jar straight out. Walk.

Ji Ling stood, looking down and intoxicated: "Master."

Intoxicated with a sigh, he licked his ears: "It's coming and going again, don't talk about it, I don't want to hear it."

Ji Ling stood for a while, her eyes drooping slightly. Her messy hair made her look a little embarrassed. After a while of silence, she said, "My disciple has something to say."

Indulge nodded: "I know I know, don't drink, there is no way to go back, okay, let's go. Take your little sister with you, she can't use swords."

Even if Ru Ersheng is sluggish, she can see Ji Ling's slightly stiff body. She scratched her head and thought, Senior Sister seems to dislike the words "Junior Sister" coming out of Master's mouth, but she clearly has nothing to do with it. Didn't do it, Er Sheng still remembered that when she first saw Ji Ling, although she also had a cold face, but she never hated seeing herself so much.

What made my sister unhappy?

"Why do you want to accept her as a disciple?" Er Sheng was still in a trance when Ji Ling suddenly questioned Drunk. Although her voice was not severe, she was very solemn.

Indulge and smiled: "Your junior sister is very talented, and the future is immeasurable, but your uncles and uncles are all ignorant temperaments, and you accept them for the teacher with the heart of cherishing talents, so what's wrong? ?" The soft tone implied persecution.

Ji Ling took a deep breath: "I'm not talented, I have seen this female husband when the zombies were in trouble. She is a person who can't hide it. This girl's birth is unknown, how can the master easily bring her back to Wuxi. Fang.”

Indulgently looked at Ji Ling: "You forgot, that's how I brought you back to nowhere."

Ji Ling's face suddenly turned white, and he was speechless. She clenched the wine jar in her hand, her fingertips turned white, and after a long silence, she spit out a word from her tightly pursed lips: "Okay." After that, she turned and left.

Indulge ignored her at all, waved to the restaurant and ordered another jar of wine.

Er Sheng looked at Ji Ling's back, then looked back at the master who was drinking a lot of alcohol, and finally gritted his teeth and chased out: "Ji Ling Fairy! Ji Ling..."

No one saw Shen Zui wiping the wine that had slipped from his lips with his sleeve, sinking his black eyes.

"Senior sister!" Turning around an alley, Er Sheng saw Ji Ling threw the wine in his hand to a beggar next to him. She hurried up and grabbed Ji Ling's sleeve before she began to breathe heavily.

Ji Ling looked back at her: "What's the matter?"

"I... why do you hate me?" Er Sheng breathed calmly, looked at Ji Ling and asked directly, "You didn't do this when we met last time."

In Ersheng's heart, I always remember Ji Ling's appearance in front of her for the first time, saving her from the mouth of a zombie. She is strong and proud, and every gesture is a beauty that you can look up to. Ersheng admires her. Hers, even with some adoration. So much so that when Ji Ling's words just now ran on Ersheng, she was sullen and did not speak.

Ji Ling waved her hand: "I never said I hated you."

"Then why don't you let me be a teacher?"

Ji Ling opened her lips, she was speechless for a while, and after a while, she said, "I'm just worried..."

"I don't have an unknown origin." Er Sheng's eyes are clear, staring straight at Ji Ling and explaining, "The village where you rescued me last time is my hometown, and I have always lived there."

"Your husband..."

Er Sheng pondered for a while, nodded and said: "The origin of Zhang Yuan is a mystery, but I want to worship Wu Fang, and it is not Zhang Yuan who wants to worship Wu Fang, what is he doing? Now that he's gone, I went to apprentice just to find him, senior sister, don't worry, I will never do anything bad to Wufang."

Ji Ling was so choked by this **** that he was speechless, only coughed and continued to walk forward, Er Sheng followed behind him like a tail.

After two or three steps, Ji Ling stopped and looked back at Er Sheng, who also blinked at her. Ji Ling turned her head and walked forward, the footsteps behind her followed her all the way. Ji Ling looked back at Er Sheng several times, and she followed patiently.

Ji Ling, who had never been so clingy before, was a little unaccustomed to her. She frowned and gave Er Sheng a stern look. Er Sheng still blinked at her.

Following a few more steps, Ji Ling swallowed, and finally couldn't hold back and asked, "What are you doing with me?"

Er Sheng said even more strangely: "Didn't Master ask you to take me with you?" She said confidently, "I don't know how to use the sword, so carry me."

Ji Ling narrowed his eyes subtly.

Er Sheng scratched his head: "Isn't it right? Then I'll go back and find Master."

"Stop." Ji Ling said sharply, then bowed, "Come up."

When Er Sheng first arrived at Wufang Xianshan, he was shocked by the vast sea of ​​clouds in front of him.

She has also heard the world's legend of Wufang. The immortal mountain standing on the top of the sea of ​​​​clouds is overflowing with clear spiritual energy. The founder of Wufang, who is the current Xianzun after the founding of Wufang, has received more than 1,000 apprentices today, and there are not a few who have risen to immortality.

Ji Ling took Er Sheng back to the yard where his master lived. Immortal cultivators did not seek extravagant enjoyment. There are five rooms in total. A study, four bedrooms, one for intoxication and one for spirit. There are two spares.

Actually, it is reasonable to say that the immortals who are intoxicated with their peers should have their own peaks, which can be used for their own concentrated cultivation and for their disciples to practice and learn from. However, Shen Zui is not very popular because he has no direction. Although Xianzun likes this closed disciple, he never cares about these trivial matters. Shen Zui has only one disciple left and right, and he does not like to retreat. For him, there is a drinking table. enough. And his only apprentice, Ji Ling, has an indifferent temperament, and he doesn't care about this, so the two masters and apprentices have lived here for more than ten years and feel nothing wrong.

As for the newcomer Ersheng...

"Is this... the whole yard belonged to Master? Is it all Master's?" Her eyes were shining, she ran over and over in the yard, touched the door, and touched the window again, " Master is so amazing!"

Ji Ling pushed open the door of the room on the far right with a blank face: "From today onwards, you will live here. This house has never been lived in, you take care of it yourself. There is a well over there, you can draw water yourself. Come find me next door, and I'll give you the quilt." After explaining indifferently, she went back to her room, really making up her mind not to help at all.

Er Sheng nodded like a fool.

Starting today, she has a senior sister, a master, and a yard like home. She stood at the door and took a deep breath, how wonderful, if Zhang Yuan was there, it would be perfect.

It took all day, Er Sheng obediently tidy up the house, and even tidy up the yard.

Ji Ling, meditating in her own room, saw her behavior through the window, moved her lips, and finally said nothing.

In the evening, intoxicated and drunk, he fell into the yard, carrying a pot of wine in his left hand, and a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper in his right.

"Little ears." He looked at Er Sheng who was fetching water by the well and said, "Master brought you some food. After eating this meal, I will give you the art of inedia tomorrow, but you can't eat it any more. something."

When Er Sheng heard this, she released her hand, and the bucket she had just lifted fell into the well again. Then she turned pale and said, "Master...you want to starve me to death." She said to herself He said, "Indeed, if you die of starvation, you will become an immortal..."

"Stupid." Shen Zui rewarded her with a word, threw the roast chicken into her arms, and put it in a more common way, "Tomorrow I will teach you the magic trick that you won't starve to death if you don't eat, do you want to learn it?"

Only then did Er Sheng feel relieved. While nibbling on the chicken, she said vaguely, "Master teaches everything!"

Indulge smiled and squinted: "Okay, then Master will teach you to drink a bar, what about wine..."

Ji Ling gently pushed open the door, looking at him coldly and intoxicated. Drunk rubbed the back of his head, he laughed and said, "Well, what about wine, it's better to drink alone!" After speaking, he staggered back to his room.

Ji Ling took the sword and walked out, Er Sheng hurriedly called her: "Senior sister, are you going out so late? Would you like to eat some roast chicken too?"

Ji Ling didn't intend to ignore her at first, but as if she suddenly thought of something, she turned her head and said coolly, "If you dare to drink here, try it." After threatening, he turned and left. Er Sheng looked at Ji Ling's back with a chicken leg in her mouth and thought, she should listen to her sister's words, but if the master asked her to drink, she should also listen to the master's words, what should she do then...

In the evening, getting into the warm bed, Er Sheng put a scale sword beside the pillow, and said to himself: "Zhang Yuan, I will go to you after I learn the fairy art, you must wait for me. ."

Er Sheng's first day in Wufang passed like this.

After that, Shenzui took time out every day to teach Ersheng how to practice spells. He didn't teach it very seriously, but Ersheng learned quickly. Once she came to her body, she already had spiritual power, so she didn't need to accumulate it. Second, Zhang Yuan has also taught her some techniques, and her foundation has long been higher than others.

So after Shen Zui taught her for a month, she waved her hand and said to rest for two months and let her practice by herself.

At this time, Er Sheng had just learned the sword-fighting technique, and he could fly, but his movements were ugly.

She kept talking all day, that when she went to save Changyuan in the future, she would fly in front of him like a fairy, and then fall into his arms beautifully... go and rub it.

On this day, Er Sheng was holding a scale sword before he stood firm on the sword and read out Yu Jian's formula. Yi scale sword suddenly flew into the air like a madman, and took Er Sheng straight to the back of nowhere. Mountains fly away.

Er Sheng panicked immediately, but she couldn't stop Yi Scale Sword. She listened to Shen Zui and said many times that the back mountain is a forbidden area, boring and dangerous, and she will be beaten when she comes back. So even though Er Sheng was curious about the forbidden area, he didn't dare to go for a walk.

She flew all the way from the sky in a panic, pulling a graceful curve in the sea of ​​clouds and heading straight to the back mountain of Wufang. The Wufang disciples below did not know what it was, but they all saw that it was heading towards the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain. For a while, they were a little flustered. Many disciples with higher cultivation followed after them, but the speed was too fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The trace, I do not know where it fell to the back mountain.

Er Sheng naturally doesn't know how much commotion she has caused. Now she is all focused on Yi-scale sword, reciting the Imperial Sword's formula over and over again, and when she feels Yi-scale sword's speed gradually slowing down, When he opened his eyes, he saw the muddy ground in front of him.

"Ah!" A scaled sword slammed into the ground, and Er Sheng fell straight forward, gnawing at the mud. After rolling on the ground many times, it finally stopped.

After a long rest, she struggled to get up. The first thing she did when she stood up was to touch her front teeth. She felt relieved when she felt that it was still growing. Rubbing his sore wrist, he walked back step by step.

This time it's definitely going to be a slap in the face. Er Sheng thought, not only came to the back mountain, but also soiled a beautiful Taoist robe.

The one-scale sword was deeply sunk into the ground, leaving only the hilt outside. Er Sheng was still having a headache how to pull out the sword, when she suddenly heard the rustling of the leaves above her head, Er Sheng looked up subconsciously, and a dark object smashed her face coldly.

Er Sheng didn't know what it was, so she exclaimed and took two steps back. After a closer look, she realized that it was actually a dark mass made of strips. The thickness is the same as that of a human thumb, and the length is only as long as an arm.

Er Sheng stared at it for a long time, and finally determined its identity: "Snake?"

The black snake on the ground heard the call and raised its head, with a hint of joy in its golden eyes, and hurriedly crawled over to Er Sheng's feet.

"Bah!" Er Sheng pointed at it and shouted loudly, when even the little black snake was startled, "The little thing wants to eat me, see if I don't clean you up!" Then he picked up a thick wooden stick, It hit the snake's head with precision, and smashed its head into the soil, pressing it tightly, even though its body twisted with all its might, it couldn't push the wood on its head away.

After struggling for a while, it seemed to be in despair, slumped, and lay there motionless.

Er Sheng picked up another twig and picked it up by its soft tail. Seeing that it didn't move, she presumably was killed by herself. She happily moved the wood away, thinking that she would wait a while. You can roast snake meat here to eat. Although she doesn't eat anything now, she won't be hungry, but it's always good to have cheap food.

When Er Sheng grasped the snake's head and pulled it up, she saw that her golden eyes were still open, looking at her very sadly.

Er Sheng was startled, but seeing that the snake didn't appear to be attacking her, she resisted the urge to throw it away, feeling it up and down: "The snake on the immortal mountain is the same as the snake below. It's not the same, it's been beaten like this."

Little Black Snake drooped his head in frustration.

Er Sheng touched it for a while, then frowned slightly, "On closer inspection, you don't look like an ordinary snake."

Hearing this, the little black snake raised his head again, twisted his body, wrapped around Er Sheng's wrist, and rubbed the string of bells that couldn't be taken off her wrist very diligently.

The crisp ringing of the bell jingle jingle rang.

Ersheng's eyes widened in surprise. The bell could not be taken off after being buckled by the weird guy called 'Tiandi'. After Chang Yuan left, how did Ren Ersheng bounce, and it never made a sound The sound was so loud that Er Sheng almost forgot its existence, but today she was touched by a snake... She rudely pinched the little black snake's head: "Say! Do you have something to do with that little brother? Relationship? Are you his brother!"

The black snake was dumbfounded for a while after hearing this.

"No, Brother Tim looks very good, how can there be a relative who can't even beat me." Er Sheng squinted at it for a while, "Could it be that you are a relative of Zhang Yuan? Well, look It looks really similar, but how can it be so useless?"

The little black snake lowered its head and silently followed Er Sheng's arm, crawling into her sleeve, not wanting her to see his face.

Er Sheng was startled by its behavior, grabbed its tail, and dragged it out again: "Xiao Hei, although you seem to be a relative of Zhang Yuan, I should take care of you for my husband, but You are too far away from Zhang Yuan, and maybe one day the animal will bite me, so what should I do, I will remove your teeth first today."

As he spoke, he opened its mouth and concentrated his spiritual power on his fingertips. Er Sheng said, "Little Hei, just be patient."

The sadness in the black snake's eyes became heavier. Seeing the fingers gradually approaching him, it didn't struggle at all, staring at Er Sheng almost hopelessly.

However, at the end, Er Sheng still held back her hand, she let go of the snake's head, and sighed: "I thought that removing your teeth like this seems immoral, and I have suffered from toothless. No bite now...I still don't pull it out."

The little black snake crawled into Er Sheng's sleeve without saying a word, wrapped around her arm obediently, and didn't move.

Er Sheng sighed with vicissitudes of life: "I am so kind-hearted, what should I do if I walk alone in the rivers and lakes in the future."

"You are so worrying, how are you going to walk the rivers and lakes alone in the future?" A more emotional voice sounded from behind, Er Sheng looked back, and saw Shen Zui supporting the clouds and falling lightly beside her. Suddenly I remembered where I was, and obediently bowed my head to admit my mistake:

"Master, I really didn't come here on purpose."

"Well, you fell into this kind of virtue, I don't think it looks like you want to come." Shen Zui looked at the scaled sword stuck on the ground, and sighed helplessly, "My teacher Even though you say that, your uncles and uncles won't be cheap on you. Do you know how much commotion you have caused?"

"Will...will I be slapped?"

"It's indispensable." Shen Zui said, "Quickly smear a few more mud on your face, and make yourself a little embarrassed and pitiful. Later, you will be tried in the hall. What your uncles and uncles say is what you say, and what your backbone is. Let it go for the time being, obediently kneel down and cry and admit your mistake, they are so happy with the training, maybe you can save a dozen boards."

Er Sheng nodded obediently, and while applying mud to his face, he asked, "Master, you seem to understand the process very well?"

Indulge and look at the sky from afar: "I was a teacher and I was young."

Seeing that Er Sheng had taken care of herself almost, Shen Zui grabbed her and wanted to leave, but Er Sheng struggled to run over to draw a sword. Jian, I only felt that the momentum of this sword today seemed to be more terrifying than in the past.

When Er Sheng was arrested and punished, there was chaos in the boundless sky of Jiuzhong.

The Heavenly Emperor returned from a serious injury, and his chest was pierced by the claws of some unknown monster. Although the Emperor of Heaven saved his life, he was in a coma, and he might have to lie in bed for a few months to recover.

The gods are all in a panic, I don't know how the monsters are so powerful. Several meetings were held in a row to discuss how to deal with the monster crime.

Moxi, the **** of war, is an indispensable role in these meetings, but the meeting was held twice, and the gods came to invite him again, and he didn't say anything.

"Apart from the dragon that broke the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens, who could hurt him like that." Mo Xi took a sip of tea, and let his wife Sansheng rubbed over him and rubbed over him, posing and looking over. Words book, "But the emperor who strictly abides by discipline will go to the lower realm privately, I didn't expect it."

"Hmm." Sansheng turned a page and answered absentmindedly, as if thinking of something, Sansheng suddenly sat upright, "It wasn't long before the dragon escaped, and the Emperor of Heaven was undisciplined. Ditty chased after him, could it be... what indescribable love did the two of them have in the distant ancient times...?"

Moxi smiled and said, "I don't know that, but when the dragon was imprisoned in the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens, the Emperor of Heaven had not yet been born. I know that."

Sansheng let out a long sigh with regret: "If it weren't for the fate of the reigning immortal being decided by heaven, I really want to help Heavenly Emperor make some changes, Moxi, you can see if he is living too serious and boring."

"Didn't you help him change it?"

"When?"

"Commander."

"Your life?"

"According to your logic just now, I feel that the Emperor of Heaven is not so much for catching the black dragon to go to the mortal realm in private, but for the sake of his life." Mo Xi said lightly, "Speaking of this, Sansheng, Please listen to me, how do you plan to arrange the fate after the lower bound?"

Sansheng was stunned for a while: "Si Ming is in the lower realm? Didn't she just wake up drunk not long ago?"

Mo Xi was also a little stunned: "You don't know?"

"I don't know, I've never written about Si Ming's fate." The couple looked at each other for a while without a word, and Sansheng asked, "No one approves the fate. Immortals can't be reincarnated as human beings. How did she change?"

Mo Xi smiled bitterly: "I want to ask the same question."

There is no way, words return to the temple.

Looking at the uncles and uncles who were standing in a row on the stage, and at the Wufang disciples who were lining up a few rows on both sides of the hall, Er Sheng felt a little guilty.

She looked up helplessly like Shen Zui beside her begging for help, but Shen Zui just nodded to his senior brothers, and then walked onto the high platform and stood opposite Er Sheng. Seeing that no one could help her, she honestly lowered her head.

"Kneel down!" The person who presided over this admonition was Chen Zhu's master, Ji Wu, whom he saw last time at sea. He looked down at Er Sheng with a solemn face.

Master said that what the uncles and uncles say is what they say, and the backbone is put aside first. Er Sheng thought about the words of intoxication, and with a plop, she knelt down neatly. She still kept her head down, but the little black snake wrapped around her arm was a little restless. Er Sheng hurriedly shook her arms, the crisp bell rang twice, and the black snake went quiet as if she knew what she was thinking.

Jiwu asked in a cold voice, "Why did you break into the forbidden area without permission?"

Only then did Er Sheng raise her cat-like face, and looked at Ji Wu pitifully: "I... when my disciple was practicing swordsmanship, I couldn't control the sword..."

"Using swordsmanship?" Ji Wu frowned, "You have only been introductory for less than two months, how can you be able to practice swordsmanship?"

Er Sheng sighed helplessly and muttered: "That's why I didn't fix it..."

Who is there? How can you not hear her sigh, Shen Zui just curled his lips and wanted to laugh, Ji Wu looked sternly reprimanded, "Zhen Zui, the foundation is not solid, why do you want to teach her how to Swordsmanship?"

Indigo couldn't help yawning secretly. Seeing that his senior brother was really angry, he quickly cleared his throat and said sternly: "Senior brother doesn't know anything, Er Sheng is very talented and has a very strong comprehension ability, and he is worshipping me. She has already accumulated considerable spiritual power before, so after Ah Zui taught her the basic methods of inedia and breathing, and seeing that she understood it well, she taught swordsmanship."

"Do you understand it well?" Ji Wu sneered, "It's really a good comprehension, Yujian flew straight into the forbidden area, but it would not be easy for ordinary disciples to enter." /

Intoxicated, he pouted, but did not speak.

"Er Sheng." Ji Wu called to her in a deep voice, "You worshipped me in no way, your identity is still unknown, and you have a strange spiritual power. Now you are in a place where there is no place for private entry. If I expel you, what will you do? Say?"

"Senior brother..." As soon as Shen Zui opened his mouth, he was stopped by Ji Wu.

Er Sheng stared at Ji Wu for a while, then scratched her head and said honestly, "It sounds like I shouldn't have something to say."

Indulge in the forehead.

Jiwu nodded: "I have no evil thoughts in you, and you are indeed talented and intelligent, and I will not chase you out of the house for the time being." Before the bright smile on Er Sheng's face could unfold, Ji Wu's words changed, " However, the sword you carry with you must be handed over to Wufang Chenbing Pavilion for safekeeping. This thing has too much spiritual energy. You are just entering the path of immortality, and you cannot control this sword yet. Holding it at this time will be harmful to you. Presumably this riot was caused by your inability to control this sword..."

"Are you going to take the scale sword?" Er Sheng interrupted Ji Wu's words, stared at him and asked.

Jiwu was stunned by her attitude, but she still said patiently, "It's not to take it, but to keep it temporarily."

"No."

There was a moment of restlessness in the hall, and everyone looked up at Er Sheng, wondering why her attitude suddenly became tough.

Jiwu's face sank, and he bluffed: "If that's the case, you can go down the mountain. There is no way to support you."

Seeing that the matter of getting slapped on the board seems to have collapsed, Er Sheng patted his knees, stood up on his own, and looked at Ji Wu neither humble nor arrogant. As far as she is concerned, she is just looking at Jiwu with equal eyes, but for the immortal cultivators at this time, Er Sheng's eyes looking directly at Jiwu is an invisible provocation, which is outrageous...

Being fat...intoxicated.

Er Sheng straightened her back and said, "My master is not you, why are you driving me down the mountain?"

Jiwu's face turned pale with anger: "Intoxicated, tell me, do you think I can drive this evil barrier down the mountain?"

Indulgently rubbed his forehead: "Senior brother, that sword is a token left to her by my disciple's missing husband. For her, the meaning is naturally different. I think she must not have understood what you said at this time. I mean, let me persuade her."

Er Sheng's face changed greatly after hearing this: "Master! You are a traitor!"

There was an uproar. Shen Zui narrowed his eyes dangerously, gritted his teeth and said, "Little ears?"

"No negotiation!" Er Sheng said loudly, "You can listen to the master in everything, but this is not the case! I only studied immortality to find my husband, if you insist on taking away my one-scale sword, I would rather leave Wufang by myself and not worship your teacher!"

At this time, everyone was emotional, but no one heard the bell ringing gently on Er Sheng's wrist.

Jiwu pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled without laughing: "Look at the good apprentice you recruited!"

Intoxicated is a headache, and suddenly I have a feeling that I only realize how hateful I was when I was a child after raising a child...

After Er Sheng roared these words, she thought to herself, she has also learned the way of thinking about Yujian now, and she will take time to practice on her own in the future. With this thought, she pulled her legs and ran out the door.

No one expected her to leave when she said she would leave.

Jin Wu was trembling with anger, intoxicated and angry, and after so many years of calm, it was the first time someone was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he completely lost his coolness: "You stand for me!"

Although Er Sheng was reluctant, she still listened to the words, stood by the door, pouted her neck, half aggrieved and half angrily glanced at Drunk.

"Wufang is the place where you go and come when you say goodbye? Master is the clothes that you say goodbye, say goodbye, say goodbye to, and then toss?" Shen Zui said angrily, "Today, I said to you just now, I will I want to reward you with ten boards! Bring the scepter, and I will beat it myself!"

Er Sheng was really angry when she saw Shen Zui, she shivered helplessly, and her legs softened.

She clenched her sword tightly, and said rather aggrieved: "What did I do wrong? You want to rob me, but I can't give it to me with both hands? You said you want to drive me away, can I just go by myself? Why are you beating me up now?"

Yeah, you shouldn't get slapped. After Er Sheng said that, a voice that she had never heard before suddenly burst out in her heart. The voice was gloomy, and she couldn't distinguish between men and women, which made Er Sheng's heart tremble, and the voice said again: A group of sanctimonious immortal cultivators, what qualifications do they have? accuse you?

Er Sheng was startled and took two steps back.

And Shen Zui, who took a cane on the stage, thought that Er Sheng was scared to run, and stopped her with a dodge.

"Bring her to the stool for me." Shen Zui ordered, and two people immediately came to catch Er Sheng. One left and one right, Er Sheng wanted to hide in his heart, but for some reason, he suddenly slapped one of the people on the shoulder with a palm. It was not strong, but it was enough to make that person fall to the ground, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Er Sheng looked at his palm in horror, and looked at the person who was beaten in a panic: "I'm sorry...I don't know how I made my hand..."

However, the voice of her explanation was drowned in the waves of accusations. The surrounding disciples were all staring at her with frowns. The uncles and teachers on the stage looked indignant, and many people were scolding her. She is evil. When Shen Zui saw her hurt people, she was also furious for a while, and said with a cold face: "I taught you spells, but did you actually want you to hurt your fellow students?"

Er Sheng didn't know how to explain it. When she was at a loss, a blue light suddenly flashed from the sword of a scale. The restlessness and restlessness in her heart gradually calmed down for a while.

The little black snake quietly poked its head out of Er Sheng's sleeve, and his golden eyes looked at her quietly, as if comforted. Knowing that someone else was standing with him, Er Sheng was relieved She took a sigh of relief and looked at the immortals around her. She suddenly felt that they were all overreacting at this time. In the past days, she had never seen any immortal cultivator talking to someone with an angry face. In this hall, everyone's performance was as impetuous as a reckless man on the rivers and lakes, or a shrew who can't fight enough with people all day.

Agitated...

As Er Sheng was thinking about it, she suddenly felt her whole body tighten. When she looked down, she realized that she had been tied tightly by a golden rope.

Ji Wu said softly on the stage: "These scoundrels have a bad mind. They don't listen to their teachings and instead hurt people. Today, I will punish them on their behalf." The rope that bound Er Sheng was tightened inch by inch. , as if to crush her bones.

Er Sheng couldn't help crying out in pain.

The intoxication seems to be awakened suddenly, and the complexion changes greatly: "Senior brother can't..."

The voice did not fall, but the one-scale sword seemed to be alive. The blue light was victorious. With a soft sound of "swipe", it cut off all the golden ropes that bound Er Sheng, and Er Sheng fell to the ground with some strength. He stared blankly at the scaled sword floating on his own.

It stood in front of Er Sheng, and then slowly raised the tip of the sword to point directly at Ji Wu on the stage. Such a gesture is full of protection for Er Sheng, but it is very protective for Ji Wu. Contempt and provocation.

The noise in the hall was even louder, and everyone said that this sword was strange. Ji Wu squinted his eyes, and the murderous aura suddenly filled the air.

At the right moment, a stream of Qingming Qi swept in from outside the hall, and the door of the Yangui Hall was slowly pushed open with a squeak, and the white sunlight poured in, faintly reflecting a figure in a wide-sleeved robe. Shen Zui was slightly startled, then knelt down on one knee and respectfully called, "Master."

With his call, all the Wufang disciples in the hall knelt down, and all the elders on the stage were stunned. Then they all walked off the high platform and bowed respectfully: "Master."

The visitor is Immortal Venerable Wufang. With a wave of his sleeves, the turbid air in the hall immediately dissipated: "I am ashamed of cultivating the immortal way, and the mere evil energy can disturb your pure and bright heart."

Everyone was stunned, and after thinking about it, they realized that their actions were indeed different. They hurriedly lowered their heads and recited the meditation mantra to expel the turbid qi that was lurking in their hearts. Only Er Sheng was still sitting on the ground, staring blankly at Immortal Venerable Wufang. She thought, everyone is calling the Immortal Venerable, and the people who are Immortal Venerable should be a lot of age. Why does it seem to be younger than Master?

A scaled sword quietly fell, and obediently put it back to Er Sheng's hand.

The long silver hair was like a waterfall, dragging on the ground, Er Sheng touched his head, thinking pragmatically, isn't it heavy with such long hair? Wearing such long clothes, it looks beautiful and elegant, but if you step on the corner of the clothes, it will be very ugly.

Xianzun glanced at Er Sheng with a cold face, Er Sheng was startled, and hurriedly covered his mouth, thinking that he had accidentally said everything in his heart.

He walked slowly past Er Sheng and stood on the high platform. Everyone stood up. Er Sheng was still sitting on the ground. Startled, only then did he hurriedly get up, his dingy clothes and a dirty face looked extremely abrupt in the hall.

"Little Tu Ersheng." Immortal Venerable whispered.

Er Sheng looked straight at Immortal Venerable, and said with a pure and innocent face: "Master Jiwu just now said that he would expel me, am I still a disciple of Wufang?"

I didn't expect her to file a complaint at this time, Ji Wu gave Er Sheng a hateful look, but didn't dare to attack, and kept reciting the meditation mantra in her stomach.

Xianzun glanced at Jiwu lightly, and said: "Since I have entered the door of my nowhere, there is no reason to expel it easily."

Er Sheng looked at Ji Wu and laughed shyly.

Xianzun said again: "But since you are Wufang's disciple, you have to follow Wufang's rules carefully, and you can admit the mistake of trespassing into the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain?"

Er Sheng thought to herself that although she did not intend to break into the forbidden area, it was because she couldn't control the sword, and it was also her fault, so she nodded honestly: "I admit it."

"If there is a fault, there is a natural punishment..."

Er Sheng anxiously wanted to clarify himself: "There is no problem with being slapped, I am willing to be punished, but my uncle said he wants to take away my sword, so I won't do it."

After being silent for a while, Immortal Venerable said again: "This sword has a spirit and is extremely protective of its master. Jiwu's move is reckless."

Jiwu took a step forward and bowed to admit his mistake: "It's the disciple who didn't think carefully."

The Immortal Venerable waved his hand and asked Er Sheng, "You killed the Evil Spirit Orb?"

Er Sheng nodded.

Xianzun pondered: "In this way, the evil energy entered your body and even affected everyone present, which caused the disciples to be restless and disturbed the clear and bright." After hearing this, everyone was amazed. looking at Ersheng.

Everyone knows that the Evil Spirit Orb is an ancient evil. It was thrown into the boundless sea hundreds of years ago by the Fallen Immortal Chang'an and there is no trace. Until it was brought back by Jiwu and others a month ago, but it has lost its evil spirit and is in a broken state. Now it is under the Wufang Jade Pagoda. No one thought that the one who chopped the evil spirit bead would be one. A girl who can't even master swordsmanship!

Er Sheng's focus is not on who killed the evil spirit bead. She asked anxiously: "So...that means the pig...into my stomach?"

Seeing her terrified appearance, Immortal Venerable said calmly: "No need to be afraid, this evil energy is immature, it can only appear when you have bad thoughts in your heart. Now, I will punish you to think about it. Gu Si spent three months in order to clear the evil spirits from his body."

Er Sheng blankly touched his stomach, but did not respond.

In the end, she was still drunk and pushed her head down, saying, "Thank you for the light punishment."

When he brought Er Sheng to the Valley of Thought, Er Sheng suddenly woke up and asked intoxicated with a bitter face: "Master, I, the pig is in the stomach... Am I going to die?"

The corners of Shen Zui's lips twitched slightly: "You are dying, you can't die."

"But..." Er Sheng was so frightened that she burst into tears, "but I don't remember that I cooked that pig's meat. It ran into my stomach alive... alive! How disgusting..."

Intoxicated and sighed, "Stupid apprentice, stupid apprentice."