The little puppet came over grunting.
The owner sat on the doorstep with his back to it, and had been sitting there motionless for a long time. He lowered his head, supported his knees with his arms, and his palms covered his entire eyebrows and eyes, so his expression could not be seen clearly.
The threshold was higher than the little puppet. When passing by the threshold, it skillfully stretched out its arms, pressed the threshold, swung itself flexibly into the house, and came in front of its owner.
The master's hands were always steady. They could make extremely precise magical instruments and twist off the enemy's head with all their might. Even when he was seriously injured and bleeding, he could still steadily extract the inner elixir of the monster.
But at this moment, veins appeared on his arms and he was actually trembling slightly.
What happened? Qianji walked around half a circle and stretched his head to find out what was going on.
The owner looked a little strange. He seemed to be smiling, but also seemed very sad.
Qianji is a puppet that has lived for a long time. It feels that it is much smarter than its other ignorant companions. Most of the time, it can understand its master's emotions, but this time, it is no longer sure.
"Master, are you unhappy?" The little puppet asked with his head tilted, "Master Mu Xue finally showed up, didn't he?"
It has a special ability given by its master, which allows it to see Yin spirits, souls, Yang spirits and other creatures related to the soul. Just now, it detected the appearance of a strange spirit.
"She was right here just now." The master finally spoke, his lips slightly parted, his voice sounding very calm, "She was so close, I could almost feel her bending down and talking to me like she used to. But I didn't dare to move at all, for fear that if I moved, she would disappear."
Qianji thought his master's words were a little strange. It was clearly just a spirit without any shape, and he couldn't tell its appearance or gender. How could his master tell from that ball of mysterious aura that the person was bending over and talking
Cen Qianshan put down his hand, slowly stood up, walked to the table in front of the snow-capped window, stretched out his hand and picked up the half-made necklace.
He stroked the half-finished product and slowly began to laugh, "It's Master, it's her. This time it's real."
A hundred years of life in a palace on a snowy night, a lonely soul thousands of miles away that I can't bear to touch, we look at each other in silence, knowing that it is the person in my dream.
The faint light from the sky slanted in through the window, shining onto the table that seemed to have been frozen in time for a hundred years.
A drop of water reflected in the beam of light and fell on the table.
Where did the water drop come from? Qianji climbed onto the table curiously.
It's tears.
The little puppet searched its mind for the explanation of this word.
When humans are sad, tears come out of their eyes, and when they are happy, they laugh.
So is the master happy or sad now
Humans are such complex creatures. Even though I’m so smart, it’s still hard for me to fully understand them, Qianji thought.
In Fuwang City, the streets were muddy after the snow melted, and it was busy and dirty.
The people living here have completely forgotten the catastrophe that destroyed their homes a hundred years ago, and have redrawn the world of humankind in this new city.
The colored lights on the billboards flickered in a circle, and the street vendors shouted at the top of their lungs.
"Corn, delicious roasted corn!"
"Jianbing. Delicious Jianbing. Would you like a set?"
"The latest sequel to "A Thousand Mountains of Love and a Heartless Snow", it's in great demand, hurry up if you want to buy it, it will be gone if you're too late."
A customer wearing a heavy cloak that covered most of his face walked into an old-fashioned medical clinic.
He came to the counter and placed a repaired medical instrument on the old countertop.
The old doctor looked up from behind the counter and said, "What a rare visitor! Since I moved here, Master Cen hasn't come in person for a long time, right?"
He put on the monocular lens, picked up the magic weapon and examined it carefully, and exclaimed, "Excellent craftsmanship. Thank you for sending it to me."
"Uncle Nian," the man said, "I am going to the Dongyue Temple to ask you for some elixirs for self-defense."
"The ruins of the temple? That's not a fun place. Wait a minute, I have to prepare some more medicine for you." The old doctor flipped through several bottles of pills and put them up one by one, "Rejuvenation Pills, Detoxification Powder, Hundred Flowers Calming Pills, Golden Wound Regeneration Paste... Oh, and this Strengthening Blood Pills, keep them all, that damn place, no matter how high your cultivation is, it won't work. Once you enter the divine way, everyone is almost the same as a beginner disciple."
The young man nodded and put the bottles and jars into his Qiankun bag.
The old doctor twisted his goatee and said, "Finally you've made some progress. At least you knew to ask me to prepare some medicine in advance. Your master would be very happy if he knew that you finally learned to cherish yourself."
The man nodded slightly, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his cold mouth.
When he stood up to say goodbye, the old doctor added,
"That's the Twin God Realm. Once you get in, you'll see a lot of people from the immortal world. You have to be careful. Those guys may look righteous and righteous, but they're actually very sinister and cunning."
When Cen Qianshan came out of Uncle Nian's clinic, he happened to meet the waiter from the bookstore next door standing at the door selling new books.
"Don't miss it if you pass by, take a look, take a look. The latest chapter of "Legend of Feng Yue" is 'Playing with the Willows in Fuwang City and Playing with Qianshan in the Snowy Night'. It has explosive content and erotic plot. Don't miss it." The second brother moved a chair, stood on it, and shouted in all directions.
His shouting attracted many female cultivators in silk skirts and gold hairpins. They crowded into the store laughing and handing over spirit stones to buy the spirit stones. For a while, the store was packed with people and bustling with activity.
"You are making up stories about Ms. Mu like this, aren't you afraid that her widow will find out and turn your shop over?" A customer came out after buying a book and teased the waiter with a smile.
"You don't understand." The second brother spoke eloquently, "In Fuwang City, we live on the edge of a knife. For fun, the more famous a person is, the more people will make up stories. We are also missing the Mu family. If not, after more than a hundred years, who would still remember her, right? Besides, she has been guarding the old house and hasn't come to the market for several years. It's okay."
The female customer lowered her voice and whispered to her female companion, "That's true. If he cared about it, he would have come to the shop to revoke it long ago. Hehe, maybe what's written here is true."
Her female companion covered her face with her sleeves: "That's right, apart from her personality, her looks and figure are impeccable. Who can resist being with her day and night?"
"Hey, let's not talk about it. Don't let him hear it. I'm quite afraid of him."
The waiter's eyes blurred and the new book he was holding to attract customers disappeared, and a spirit stone was stuffed into his hand.
He looked around in surprise, only to see a cloaked figure in the distance hurrying away.
On Jiulian Mountain, inside Huayu Hall.
Mu Xue held the books and walked towards the school with Ding Lanlan.
"Have you heard about it?" Ding Lanlan talked about the gossip she heard from her family, "The sacred road of Dongyue Temple has been opened. That is the sacred area left by the ancient gods, and it has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years. All the sects were alarmed. I heard that the sect leader went to check it out personally and just came back."
"What's in the temple?"
"There are so many of them, natural treasures, opportunities and secret manuals... Hehe, actually I don't know much. Most people can only walk around the outer divine roads and can't go inside. No one knows what treasures there are. But that is the Twin God Realm. If you go inside, you will encounter demon cultivators." Ding Lanlan made claws with her hands and made a threatening gesture, "Are you afraid of demon cultivators? Demon cultivators, ah!"
"Afraid, afraid." Mu Xue said with a smile.
A few female disciples who passed by them bumped into Mu Xue, causing her to drop the books on the ground.
Instead of apologizing, the man sneered and said, "The big exam is coming up, and you still have the time to laugh. How stupid."
This person's name is Lin Yi. He is another "relative" among the disciples of this session. He has some conflicts with Ding Lanlan and always comes to cause trouble for no reason.
Mu Xue grabbed Ding Lanlan who was about to catch up, and squatted down to pick up the book.
Ding Lanlan stamped her feet in anger, "You bastard, how can you be so soft-hearted?"
"It's just a small matter, let's forget about it this time." Mu Xue said softly.
Forget about it this time, but it’s hard to say what will happen next time. The little bun thought patiently, “Let’s talk about what the big exam will be about, Sister Lanlan, do you know?”
Huayu Hall holds a grand examination every three years, with questions set by the heads of each peak to test all outer disciples. Those with excellent test scores are expected to be accepted as inner disciples by the seniors of the main peak.
This exam is not only for the hundred or so newcomers. Outer disciples who failed in previous years can also take the exam if they feel that they have made some progress in their studies in the past few years.
Therefore, every time there is a big exam, there are many talented people gathered together. However, there are only a few Jindan stage teachers who are willing to accept disciples, so the competition is very fierce.
"I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else. It's not that difficult," Ding Lanlan looked around and whispered in Mu Xue's ear, "My aunt will definitely ask you to make a handmade product on the spot. No matter what you make, just let your spiritual consciousness go out when making it and try to use spiritual power to assist in the production. The Xuandan Peak Master usually tests you on pharmacy, which you are not afraid of. The Tiezhu Peak Master is relatively simple, just fight a few moves with the senior brothers in their peak, and it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, it mainly depends on your talent. The head of the sect likes to test your knowledge of strange things. If you want to go to Qingjing Peak, go to the library and read the chronicles of the immortal and demon worlds..."
"Where is Mr. Su from Xiaoyao Peak?" Mu Xue asked.
"Him? Forget about Xiaoyao Peak. Master Su rarely accepts disciples. The last time he accepted was Senior Brother Ye, and that was more than ten years ago." Ding Lanlan glanced at her and said, "You really want to go to Xiaoyao Peak. That place is deserted, and there are few people on the whole mountain."
Mu Xue felt a little regretful. Among all the Jindan cultivators who came to give lectures, the cultivation philosophies of Mr. Su from Xiaoyao Peak and Mr. Ding from Biyou Peak were most in line with her temperament.
The two peak masters were tolerant and their evaluation of the demon world was objective and fair. Although Mu Xue was not a demon cultivator now, she did not like to hear people say bad things about demon cultivators, so she took a man who always talked about eliminating demons and defending the way as her teacher.
Of the two, Ding Huirou practiced the art of chemical refining, while Mu Xue was too proficient in it. If she entered Biyou Peak, she would have to live a lie carefully for a long time.
Firstly, this is very troublesome, and secondly, for some reason, she is not willing to treat Mr. Ding like this.
"In fact, the exam is just a formality for new disciples. How can a kid who has just been on the mountain for three months compare to the senior brothers?" Ding Lanlan whispered to Mu Xue, "On weekdays, the teachers in the school have already assessed them. They have already ranked the people they want to accept as disciples. Don't tell anyone what I told you."
Mu Xue nodded in assurance.
After school, Mu Xue saw Ding Lanlan whispering in Xia Tong's ear: "I'm only telling you, don't tell anyone."
When she entered the cafeteria, she saw Xia Tongfu whispering in Yuanzi's ear: "I'll tell you what the exam is, but don't tell anyone."
Soon, all the students knew the scope of the exam questions and began to prepare intensively.