Chi Xiaochi was slightly surprised by this unexpected event, and quickly and cautiously calculated various pros and cons in his heart.
… Wen Yujing, who only has one name in the original book.
Good and evil, unknown origin.
According to the development of the plot, at this time, he was either traveling abroad or living in seclusion. How could he suddenly attend the meeting
Did he want the idea of hitting the stone with the sword
... Probably not.
From today onwards, swordsmen with a little knowledge in the world will know that the sword in the stone has been pulled out by a disciple of Jingxu Peak, even if it has passed the Mingtang.
The person who takes the sword is the future master of Jingxu Peak. In this case, if anyone wants to take the sword in private, that is to despise the first ancestor and disrespect the tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years.
Such stupid things, even a person with a symbolic development of the brain would not do it.
When thinking about his ideas, Chi Xiaochi showed a confused look at the right time.
The 17-year-old boy, who is not deep in the world, may not know the sacred position of the Sword in the Stone in the hearts of swordsmen, so it is reasonable to be indifferent to it.
But it would be too false to say that he is completely flattered and humiliated.
He knelt down on one knee, endured his "nervousness", and tried to "shirk" his good intentions: "Reporting to Chiyun-Jun, the younger generation does not dare to make trouble, nor does he dare to disturb the little uncle, the banquet... Master has a deep kindness to me, I should pay back…”
Chi Yunzi waved his hand and interrupted him.
He wanted to say that if Yan Jinhua became your master, apart from gaining a false name for nothing, it would not benefit you at all.
Can he teach you how to practice the sword or can he teach you heart tricks
If he doesn't take you to visit the kiln, he is considered a little shameful!
But when he said this, hitting Yan Jinhua in the face was tantamount to hitting his own mouth.
Just as he was in a dilemma, Chi Yunzi heard a gentle smile coming from his side.
Wen Yujing lightly tapped her lips with a xiao and said frankly, "Senior brother, I like him."
When he spoke, he did not look at Chi Yunzi, but looked intently at Duan Shujue, who was kneeling below, with a nasal tone in his words, so gentle that he seemed to be acting like a spoiled child.
Chi Xiaochi thought about it.
... This person is not bad at speaking.
Wen Yujing's seemingly foolish "I like it" is actually taking all the responsibility on himself.
He likes it, so Chiyunzi has a reason to give disciples;
He liked it, so Yan Jinhua, who was a generation below him, had to give up his love.
He likes it, so he is also promising that he will treat Duan Shu very well to reassure himself.
This not only gave Chiyunzi a step, but a slide.
Youngest junior brother Wen Yujing, the youngest in his class, has always avoided people, never asked for anything, and was born with an autistic temperament. He didn't even have a disciple to serve with him. Man, Chi Yunzi is eager to give away Duan Shujue, a slightly hot potato, there is no reason to refuse: "Okay, Duan Shujue, don't mention it again. From today onwards, your master is Wen Yujing. , your name will be added to the register on another day, and then I will send someone to send it to you."
Chi Xiaochi held the sword in the stone like this and went home with Wen Yujing.
He originally wanted to go back to Yuguangtan to pack some things, and by the way, he would feast on Jinhua again in private, but Wen Yujing said "I have everything there", so Chi Xiaochi temporarily restrained his mind and planned to explore first. surroundings.
Chi Xiaochi was in no hurry.
Yan Jinhua is his mission, but why is Duan Shujue not Yan Jinhua's mission
Even if he doesn't go back, Yan Jinhua will take the initiative to post it.
So he walked away with peace of mind, even wearing Yan Jinhua's thick robe.
There are sixteen peaks in Jingxu Peak, and Wen Yujing lives alone on one peak, which is called Huishou Peak.
There are many rules in Jingxu Mountain. One of them is that if you are not a prince or a high-level disciple, you must get off the sword when entering the mountain. The principle is roughly equivalent to that in high school students are not allowed to ride bicycles, but teachers can drive into the school gate.
Wen Yujing didn't use his sword either, and walked slowly under the moon with Chi Xiaochi.
Wen Yujing was in front, and Chi Xiaochi was behind. Neither of them talked a lot, and they did not communicate frequently, but the atmosphere was very soothing and peaceful, and they didn't feel embarrassed at all.
Wen Yujing walked slowly, gracefully and silently.
He held a handful of green fireflies as lamps, played the flute, and led the way in front.
Chi Xiaochi thought, this is probably the romance of the ancients.
He is not very familiar with this road, and looking back at the first peak, Wen Yujing has always lived alone, and the masonry of the mountain road will inevitably fall off and be damaged, making it difficult to travel.
Chi Xiaochi simply stepped on Wen Yujing's footsteps to avoid stepping in the air.
They went straight to the top of the mountain.
On the top of the mountain, a crescent moon emerges from the fluffy snow-white clouds, and the stars and the stars are hard to hide the bright moonlight.
Seeing this beautiful scene, Chi Xiaochi couldn't help but blurted out a praise.
Wen Yujing asked him, "Is the moon beautiful?"
Chi Xiaochi shook his head suddenly, thinking of the star that 061 "picked" for him that time, and the ring still worn on his tail finger, only to feel that the tail finger was burning hot.
He put away the useless thought of "Should we pick the moon?" and asked, "Master, are we here to admire the moon?"
Wen Yujing heard the words, raised his hand, and spread his palm toward the moon. After a while, a pale silver moonlight solidified in his palm, in the shape of a key.
He smiled slightly and replied, "No, let's go home."
Chi Xiaochi's eyes flashed, the world suddenly changed.
The originally lush and lush top of the mountain is suddenly flat and wide, and a simple and quiet palace stretches out, surrounded by lush flowers and trees, and a mirror-like Pinghu is like an emerald belt, surrounding the palace and enclosing the palace as a lake. The shape of Heart Island.
Only the moon is still that moon.
When Chi Xiaochi first arrived, he naturally had to understand the rules here first.
In fact, he didn't even know Wen Yujing's purpose for bringing him here.
He bowed his hands politely: "Master, do you need me to do anything?"
"Yes." Wen Yujing put Yuxiao back on his waist, turned around, and ordered gently, "Draw your sword."
Chi Xiaochi was stunned.
"Pull out the sword in the stone. Defeat me within 50 strokes." Wen Yujing took off the umbrella on her back, "Or, I will defeat you."
The tip of the umbrella in his hand flicked, and it turned into a soft blue sword.
Wen Yujing held a sword in his right hand and his left hand behind him, watching him.
Chi Xiaochi knew that this was a necessary trial to get started, so he didn't think much about it, he took off his robe and pulled out the sword in the stone.
The water sword was invisible, and when it pointed directly at the ground, a section fell on the ground, gurgling and flowing, but it did not wet the ground at all.
The soft sword strikes first, a slight humming sound splits the air, and goes straight to the door. Chi Xiaochi smoothes the blade with one finger, and the horizontal sword flicks down the tip of the attacking sword. Take the middle way!
However, if the soft sword is alive, it will rebound immediately after being thrown away, while Wen Yujing uses the sword with one hand, sideways to avoid the light, dodging a blow, the sword is like a whip, and a thin silver light flashes past, making his The shoulders were cut off.
Previously, Duan Shujue had all learned the Jingxu swordsmanship, and when he pulled out the sword in the stone, he had only heard the swordsmanship of the heart taught by the ancestor of the merman, and he had not started to learn it. It is the most common fast sword path in Jingxu swordsmanship.
The sword momentum was like a fast rain, and the silver light flashed between the two of them. Thirty strokes passed in a blink of an eye. Duan Shujue in Chi Xiaochi's body was gradually ignited with sword intent. go with!
Wen Yujing is good at using soft swords, and the sword's power is really treacherous and unpredictable, but if he wants to face the sword head-on, he is afraid that he will not succeed.
Duan Shujue's calculations were accurate, and he promised that Wen Yujing would never be able to stop his sword in terms of angle and force.
As expected, Wen Yujing did not stop him.
He waved his hand and raised his sword, and the soft sword rolled over the body of the sword in the stone, and wrapped around the blade of the water sword for several times, locking the body of the sword in the stone in one fell swoop!
Duan Shujue was stunned, and before he had time to react, he saw Wen Yujing let go of his right hand and switched to his left hand, grabbing the hilt of the Pisces sword that was still floating in the air, and walked around behind Duan Shujue in an instant.
The soft sword was stretched into a bow shape, and the thin blade was half wrapped around Duan Shujue's neck.
... Duan Shujue, lost.
Even Duan Shujue, who had swordsmanship in his previous life, and who had a thousand years of swordsmanship, was softly imprisoned by Yan Jinhua for many years in Yuguangtan, but he still lacked experience against the enemy.
He blinked and said sincerely: "Master's swordsmanship is top-notch, and the disciple is ashamed."
Wen Yujing smiled good-naturedly, and turned his hand to withdraw his sword.
The soft sword was like a soft ruler, rolling away from the sword in the stone rustling. When it bounced, the blade accidentally swept across a blooming Ye Lai Xiang next to it, and Qionghua suddenly flew like a dance.
And Wen Yujing returned the soft sword to the appearance of a blue carp umbrella, and held it above his head to block the rain of flowers.
"With time, there will be achievements." He pointed Duan Shujue in a few words, "The thousand-year sword intent is only the foundation of others. How to use it is your ability."
Not to mention Duan Shujue, even Chi Xiaochi was inevitably moved by his bearing.
He said, "Yes, Master, the disciple knows."
When he raised his hand to salute, his movement suddenly stopped.
In the fierce battle just now, both of them were injured. Wen Yujing broke a piece of the front of his clothes, while Chi Xiaochi had the top two buttons cut off. With his movement, the previously cut shoulder garment lost its restraint and slipped off his shoulders, revealing half of his shoulders.
Chi Xiaochi looked at his exposed shoulders: "..."
He felt as though something was wrong.
He suspected that his new master was doing it on purpose.
He even had a reasonable doubt that if it was a hundred moves, Wen Yujing would be able to choose his own belt.
But looking at Wen Yujing's exiled gentleman's face, Chi Xiaochi wondered if he was too petty.
He stopped thinking too much, gathered his mind, and said, "Master, Duan Shujue will practice seriously in the future."
"Yeah." Wen Yujing turned the umbrella behind him, "Practice the sword with me for three hours every day, and sit quietly for three hours to understand the Tao and cultivate the mind. I will often take you out to travel and see more of the world. Apart from these, You also have to take care of my diet."
Chi Xiaochi thought it was nothing: "Yes."
If you want to worship a teacher, you must serve the master. This is common sense.
Wen Yujing looked at him with determination: "I said, it is to take care of my diet and daily life."
Hearing his emphasis, Chi Xiaochi had some doubts: "Master?"
Wen Yujing: "Do you know why Senior Brother Chi Yunzi is willing to let me take you?"
This part of the book didn't mention it, but since Wen Yujing had already pointed it out to this level, why couldn't Chi Xiaochi think of that possibility
The young man with an umbrella and a flute faced him and said frankly: "I am the incarnation of a century-old beast. It was Master who brought you back to the mountains when he went out and raised them carefully. Only then did he get the chance to transform into a human form. Senior brother handed you over to me, naturally Trust me, I have a way to hold you back."
After that, he smiled again: "What a coincidence. We are both mortal and aliens, and we should be masters and apprentices in this life."
Chi Xiaochi suddenly became enlightened.
In this way, everything just now makes sense.
If Wen Yujing is also a kind of spirit beast like a merman, then it is no wonder that he sees the head of the dragon all day long, hides behind the scenes, and is free from the world.
And Chi Yunzi was assured of him, firstly because his swordsmanship was outstanding, and he could hold down the current Duan Shujue, and secondly because he, as a spirit beast, knew how to deal with mermaids.
After explaining the matter clearly, Wen Yujing waved his hand lightly: "Go take a bath, I'll go to the room to rest. After half an hour, go to my room to bathe and comb for me."
The so-called "bathing and grooming" is probably to scrub the body of the spirit beast.
Chi Xiaochi nodded in response. After Wen Yujing turned around and entered the room, he took off his clothes, took off his shoes, turned into a mermaid, and jumped into him.
If he used to live in Yuguangtan with ordinary decoration, one room, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom with a balcony, then he now lives in a three-story villa with a small garden and a parking lot.
The spiritual energy in the water is more abundant than Yuguangtan, and it is a cold spring that the merman loves. The area is enough for him to make a 100-meter water float. There are also some koi and turtles in the spring. They are not small. A merman all looked around curiously.
He swam for a while, submerged half of his face in the ice water, and enjoyed his new home in comfort while looking up at the sky.
The crescent moon is bright and bright, and it makes people like it.
061 said: "Do you like this moon?"
Chi Xiaochi said, "... I can't pick it up, I can't pick it up."
061 smiled: "Isn't it already given to you?"
Only then did Chi Xiaochi realize that the waters where he was now was exactly where the moon cast its shadow.
At this time, he was just lying in the center of the moon in the water.
Chi Xiaochi spit out a bunch of bubbles: "Teacher Liu, you gave me a lot of gifts..."
061 understood what he meant and smiled: "Don't get me wrong, I just discovered it. It's best to enjoy the moon here, so this moon should be a gift from Wen Yujing."
... To put it bluntly, what he gave to Chi Xiaochi by Wen Yujing has nothing to do with me 061.
Chi Xiaochi was relieved a little. After confirming the time, he cleaned his body and climbed ashore.
Because there is no replaceable disciple uniform for the time being, he can only wear the broken one.
He knocked on Wen Yujing's door, but there was no answer from the door.
Chi Xiaochi thought that Wen Yujing had probably transformed at this time, so he raised his voice to call the master, and knocked twice, indicating that he was going in, and just pushed the door in.
No one in the house responded.
On the table was a copper plate, on which was a rhino horn comb, a white velvet towel not much bigger than an adult's palm, a small nail clipper, and a small bowl of warm goat milk.
Chi Xiaochi: "…"
…how the stuff in here looks so weird.
And his conjecture was confirmed again when he saw Wen Yujing's real body.
A small milk cat about the size of a slap was lying on the inner bed, licking his soft and clean front palm gracefully.
Chi Xiaochi: … Excuse me.
He didn't go in immediately, but stood at the door with a face full of words.
061 felt that his expression was a bit inappropriate, so he asked, "What's wrong?" Does he not like cats
Chi Xiaochi: "...What does he mean?"
061: "Huh?"
"He's a cat, and he keeps a pond of fish." Chi Xiaochi said, "What's the difference between this and the weasel's chicken farm? Teacher Liu, you said, did he keep cat food when he picked me up."
061: "…"
Miscalculation.
He only considered that the cat would be softer and more comfortable to hold and lick, and it would be more healing, suitable for Chi Xiaochi.
... Now he does it all over again, is it too late to become a golden retriever