In the morning class, Zhuang Tian talked about some basic knowledge, obviously for the new students. Chu Binghuan and Murong Sa didn't need to listen, and the key subjects for supplementary lessons were Hua Che and Lin Yan.
Of course, Hua Che didn't need it either, it was mainly Lin Yan.
"There are many types of cultivators in the world. In the immortal way, there are sword cultivators, music cultivators, medical cultivators, and animal masters; in the demonic way, there are two types of demon cultivators and ghost cultivators; If they are bloodthirsty and kill people, then they are demons." Zhuang Tian said solemnly, "There is no balance between good and evil, and the immortals and demons must not cross the line in one thought."
"Today, Xianmen has its own expertise. Shangqing Xianmen is the master of swordsmanship, Yuntian Shuijing is the master of medicine, Yeyou Palace masters Lexiu, and Fengming Valley is the master of animal control."
"The master is the master of the beast, who controls the spirit beast, and can communicate with it. It is said that the master of the beast of Shangpin can communicate with the ancient beasts in spirit, make blood alliances with them, and fight side by side."
"You still need to think clearly about what way to cultivate, choose the way that suits you, and the journey will be smooth, otherwise, it will be difficult." Zhuang Tian looked at his 6789, and smiled, "Tianyu cultivates the medical way, swaggeringly cultivates the kendo, clear sky and Xiaoyan Woolen cloth?"
Lin Yan leaned on his chin and thought for a while, and said, "It's lonely to practice alone. I want to have a company like Master."
Zhuang Tian smiled kindly and said, "You also want to cultivate a Beast Master?"
Lin Yan nodded seriously: "I have taken care of my younger brothers and sisters since I was a child, and I believe that I can also take good care of cats and dogs."
Hua Che chuckled, patted Lin Yan's shoulder and said, "Ninth Junior Brother, spiritual pets are not ordinary things. They have great tempers. They can fly and breathe fire, can you?"
Lin Yan believed in himself: "I can."
Hua Che said: "It just so happens that you have two eggs. When they break their shells, let's "recognize relatives" with them!"
Zhuang Tian: "Don't worry about others, what should you do?"
"Me?" Hua Che turned the teacup in a bored manner, "I haven't thought about it yet."
Zhuang Tian pondered for a moment and said, "I heard Yuan'er say that when you fought with Zuo Qi, you used a dongxiao. Is that your spiritual weapon? If that's the case, do you practice the way of music?"
In fact, Hua Che still cares about swordsmanship. After all, he has been practicing for decades, and his way is clear. He will embark on the road of swordsmanship again in this life. With the experience of his previous life, he will definitely be able to avoid detours and get the essence from the dross.
However, how difficult the road to sword cultivation is, one step at a time. It is precisely because they are invincible that they are born with evil spirits. From the moment they set foot on the sword, they have planted a demon in their soul.
On the contrary, Lexiu is much more indistinguishable from the world.
They cultivate their minds, soothe their souls, be at ease, and detach themselves from the world. From ancient times to the present, most of them have been sword cultivators, and music cultivators are the most rare.
Anyway, if he didn't cater to the style of Shangqing Xianmen in his previous life, he wouldn't choose kendo.
Hua Che put down the teacup, and said with a cute face, "If Master thinks that I am suitable for music cultivation, then I will practice the rhythm!"
Zhuang Tian smiled happily: "Okay. After choosing a major, you can choose another minor, like Tian Yu majoring in medicine, but his swordsmanship is also superb. After all, swordsmen are the strongest cultivators, and your swordsmanship is also the best in your daily life. If you need to practice diligently, you should strengthen your body.”
"You have just practiced, you are still young, don't secretly learn from adults, eat well and grow your body."
"Disciples of Lingxiao, respect the teacher and respect the Tao, know the source of the water, don't make friends with evildoers, and don't betray your trust.
"Ah?" Hua Che grimaced, and immediately retreated, "Master, can you stop copying the book if you disagree? I can memorize it."
Zhuang Tian: "It is better to read it ten times than to write it once. Do you understand this principle?"
Hua Che struggled to the death: "There are only twenty words in total, you can remember them without writing them."
Zhuang Tian is invulnerable: "It's just twenty words, and it won't take a few pages to copy a hundred times."
Hua Che: "...Why bother with Shimen's ink, hehe, right?"
Zhuang Tian said with a smile: "Since your sixth senior brother went down the mountain to collect rent and returned triumphantly, our Lingxiao Palace has not been what it used to be, and it is not worse than this ink."
Hua Che: "..."
I don't know if it was an illusion or not, but he turned around inadvertently, as if seeing Chu Binghuan smiling.
Zhuang Tian rambled about all morning, and waited until lunch to get to the main topic, because only Lin Yan in the entire Lingxiao Palace had not drawn his qi into his body, so Zhuang Tian ordered Wen Yuan to give him a single practice and teach the rest of the disciples by himself.
Hua Che tried to summon Ji Feng while copying the precepts, but without success, he even made him wonder if Ji Feng was eavesdropping on the corner, thinking that he had chosen Han Xue to not want it, and he became angry.
For half a month, Hua Che determined that his cultivation was too low, and he couldn't summon the ancient sword for the time being!
Three days later, Zhuang Tian called the four Hua Che to Lingxiao Pavilion and said, "The sect has its own rules, and you must not be in charge of the sect, and you cannot go out at will. Once you start practicing, your lifespan will increase exponentially, criticizing you. During the four seven-day vacations, I went home to see my parents and brothers. One day in the mountains has been in the world for thousands of years, and I don’t know when we will meet again. If you want to officially embark on the journey of immortality, you must first cut off the mortal love, otherwise the improvement of your realm will occur in the future. Devilish."
Make sense.
However, Hua Che and Lin Yan needed it more.
Chu Binghuan and Murong Sa's family were all cultivators, and there was no such thing as a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.
"I don't want to go home, and I have to be nagged by my father again." Murong Sa ran to Lin Yan, "Why don't I go with you, where do you live?"
Lin Yan naturally welcomes friends to be guests at home: "My family has a lot of brothers and sisters, just don't be too noisy."
"There are so many people that it's lively!" Murong Sa pulled Lin Yan away with a smile, suddenly thinking of something, he turned back and dragged Hua Che aside, "Brother Hua, between you and Seventh Junior Brother... I can't say anything as an outsider. , you'd better explain it clearly to him. If you want to share it, you can share it together. If you want to, you can hurry up and be together. You said that you avoided him all day for half a month, and I was tired looking at it. "
Hua Che was absent-minded: "I know."
Each home.
Chu Binghuan made an assertion and entered the Lingxiao Palace without any notice, and should have gone home.
Yu Jian returned to Yuntian Shuijing for a long time, and was greeted by the maid respectfully into Yuntian Pavilion.
Before entering the door, the maid reminded nervously: "Young Master, Madam is getting angry."
want to know.
Chu Binghuan took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, entered the room, and bowed to Mei Cailian who was in the main seat: "Mother."
"You still know how to come back!" Mei Cailian was furious, her head full of pearls and greens screaming, "Going into the Lingxiao Palace without saying a word, and not even replying to a letter for half a month, what are you trying to do!"
Chu Binghuan raised his front and knelt down on his knees: "Binghuan makes an assertion, mother atonement."
"Hmph, if you're really afraid of me being angry, you won't worship in Lingxiao Palace!" Mei Cailian slapped the table, "Isn't Shangqing Xianmen bad, why don't you go?"
Chu Binghuan: "Shangqing Xianmen is not what I want."
"Really! Instead of going to the first immortal sect, you go to that kind of desolate small family to kill the years, are you crazy?"
Chu Binghuan pursed her lips and said nothing.
Mei Cailian suddenly sneered: "Don't think that I don't know your thoughts. That day, when the surnamed Hua quit his relatives and left, you chased after him. Now he is studying in Lingxiao Palace, so you also followed. How good is Xiaobao Hall, but Hua Qingkong is there, right!"
Chu Binghuan lowered his brows and said solemnly, "Yes."
"you!"
Mei Cailian's delicate face was gradually twisted, and her hands were shaking with anger: "Go, go to the ancestral hall and kneel, and let the ancestors see what you have done! For a man, you don't even care about your future, even the rise and fall of your family. Don't care!"
Chu Binghuan stood up, but did not go to the ancestral hall, but looked directly at Mei Cailian and said: "You let me worship the Shangqing, just to make Yuntianshuijing the first sect of the Immortal Dao. Mother, Yuntianshuijing Isn't your status high enough now? Is your status not noble enough? I don't owe the Chu family anything, don't even think about controlling my consciousness."
It should be repaid, it will be repaid in the last life! The glory of the family, the status of Yuntian Shuijing, he has achieved it.
For the rest of my life, I just want to be myself.
I just want to bring back the treasures lost in my previous life!
"I am very good in Lingxiao Palace. The head of Zhuang is kind and kind, and the brothers and sisters are kind and friendly. I like it very much. The rules of the master are not to go out at will, and please take care of your mother." Chu Binghuan turned and left.
Mei Cailian looked pale: "Binghuan! Come back to me! You don't want to be aggressive and give up on yourself. If you can't make a name for yourself, how can you get Yuntianshuijing back from your uncle? You want our orphans and widows to last forever. Are you under the fence?"
Uncle Chu Changfeng was never someone who was greedy for power, and he, Chu Binghuan, didn't care about Yuntianshuijing at all.
His heart is in Hangzhou.
This ancient city full of poetic and picturesque is full of prosperity. Passing by the West Lake with suitable shades, passing through the streets of the city, and suddenly looking back...
The person who is haunted by the dream is in the dim light.
Hua Che took a sip of wine.
Chu Binghuan stood there.
The lights and shadows are dazzling, people come and go, Hua Che is standing at the end of the street in red, floating like a cloud, blurred like an illusion.
Chu Binghuan walked over quickly.
I saw Hua Che holding a jug in his hand, his face was a little drunk, as if he was frightened and coughed repeatedly, and crystal tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
Chu Binghuan's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to try to wipe away the tears, but before he touched it, Hua Che wiped it off with his sleeve.
Chu Binghuan had no choice but to put down his hand. He looked deeply at Hua Che and couldn't help but say, "Why didn't you return..."
Family.
Where does Hua Che have a home
There was a hint of distress in Chu Binghuan's eyes, Hua Che's heart trembled slightly, and he quickly put on a casual look: "Isn't it good to have no relatives alive? I am the only one in the world, and I have nothing to worry about, so I don't have to go through life and death. How wonderful."
Chu Binghuan: "Yes."
"what?"
"Am I not your relative?" Chu Binghuan took out a jade pendant from his arms, with the word "clear sky" engraved on it, which was the token given by Hua Che's grandmother back then.
Chu Binghuan said, "You are not alone."