Chu nightning was shocked by the sudden kiss, and he realized that the ink was muttering. He only felt that the words were buzzing, and there was a heavy rain in his ears.
The ink burned there, but the wind was light and cloudy, and after muttering a few words, he fell asleep again.
"… "
Chu nightning wanted to wake him up.
However, the casement beside the couch, a tree and begonia outside opened just right. Sooner or later, when Chu Ning's hand was raised, a pale pink Begonia flower that fell lightly fell on the tip of the ink burning nose.
"… "
The ink burned a little uncomfortable, but slept very sweetly, and did not wake up. So he stretched out his hand to push the person, and the ghost changed direction. Chu nightning took off the begonia and pinched it between his fingers to take a closer look.
While looking at the flowers, he was in a trance, and slowly, he remembered it somewhat.
I vaguely remember that yesterday Mo Ran cleared his wound and fed him the soup.
Later, the ink burned seemed to hug him, touched his hair and back in the long night, and whispered in his ear.
Chu nightning was stunned for a while, he thought this should be his dream, right
The tips of his ears turned crimson unconsciously, like a crabapple resting on his fingertips, the splendid color of the flowers when they were in full bloom.
The words of rebuke were swallowed hard.
Really... don't know what to say.
"Why are you sleeping here?"
Sounds like a stray young woman.
"Get out of bed, who told you to sleep here!"
Sounds like a stray bitch.
"How dare you kiss me?"
In fact, it's just that the lips touched. Compared to the time in the fantasy world, it's really not a kiss.
"… "
Not knowing what to do, Elder Yuheng could only roll on the bed silently and bury his face in the quilt. The slender fingers were holding on to the horns of the quilt, a little irritable and embarrassed.
In the end, he chose to break off the ink-burning hands and feet, sit up and clean up his clothes first, and then shake the other party to wake up.
So when Mo Ran opened his sleepy eyes, he saw Elder Yuheng sitting on the edge of the bed with an unfathomable face and a cold expression.
The cold sweat came down immediately.
"Master, respect me—"
Chu nightning said indifferently: "You broke my flower soul barrier yesterday?"
"I did not do it on purpose… "
"That's all." Chu nightning was very cold and waved his sleeves like nothing else. "You get up quickly. Go to the morning class."
The ink was about to collapse, and he rubbed his hair anxiously: "How can I sleep here..."
"Tired." Chu nightning is very calm, "Look at you, you should have been busy for a long time yesterday."
He said, glanced at the medicine cup on the table, and said, "Don't trespass into the red lotus water pavilion without authorization in the future. If you have anything to do, report it to me in advance."
"Yes, Master."
"You go."
Ta Xianjun felt that he had recovered a small life, and hurriedly ran away.
When he left, Chu nightning lay back on the bed, raised his hand to open his palm, and from the gap between his fingertips, he looked at the brilliant flowers outside the window, the wind blew the flowers, and the fragrant snow came.
The soft color of Begonia is like a sporadic memory from last night.
Very light, but difficult to distinguish between true and false.
He decided to kill him without taking the initiative to mention what happened yesterday.
So embarrassing! ! !
Elder Yuheng cherishes his face like gold, and he wants his face and his life. So a few days later, when Mo Ran saw Chu Wanning again, the elder Yuheng was still calm, calm, noble and glamorous, and elegant in white.
Neither of them took the initiative to mention the snuggle that night. It's just that when the eyes overlap occasionally, the sight of the ink burning seems to stay on Chu nightning for a while, and then habitually, chasing the teacher away.
And what about Chu nightning
When he touched the sight of the burning ink, he would immediately turn his head coldly. Then, when the other party was not aware of it, he glanced at it again, seemingly inadvertently.
Xue Zhengyi soon learned that Chu Wanning was punished.
Sure enough, the venerable master at the top of the dead and life was short, and immediately sent a big fire. However, this fire is not suitable for anyone, so he can only close the door and be angry with himself.
- I should have added one earlier when I knew that the rules were set: the law is inferior to the elders.
Mrs. Wang made a pot of tea and talked to him for a long time in a soft and harmonious voice. Xue Zhengyi finally calmed down, but still said: "Elder Yuheng is stubborn by nature. If he does this again in the future, the lady must help me persuade me. More. He is a master that those sects in the higher cultivation world can’t ask for, but he suffers like this with me, how can my conscience be at peace?”
Madam Wang said, "It's not because I didn't persuade him. You also know that Elder Yuheng is a man of his own."
Xue Zhengyi said: "That's it, lady, get me some of the muscle-building and pain-relieving medicine you adjusted, and I'll go see Yuheng."
"White for internal use, red for external use." Mrs. Wang handed two small Yue Kiln vases to Xue Zhengyi, and then said, "I heard Ran'er say that Elder Yuheng has been rubbing lions at Naihe Bridge these days, you You should find him there."
Xue Zhengyi then carried the porcelain bottle and ran all the way to the vicinity of Yuqiao.
Chu nightning was really there. At this time, it was the afternoon, and the disciples were busy practicing, and few people passed the Naihe Bridge. On the bridge of the jade belt, only Chu Wanning stood alone, tall and straight, with a strong character.
The forest on both sides of the strait is shy, white clothes and bamboo, and the posture of a gentleman.
Xue Zhengyi walked over and said with a hearty smile: "Elder Yuheng, are you watching fish?"
Chu nightning turned his face to the side: "The Lord is joking, this river leads to the water of the Yellow Springs in the ghost world, how can there be fish."
"Haha, I'm just kidding you. You are more than elegant, but not funny enough. You won't be able to get a daughter-in-law like this."
Chu nightning: "..."
"Here, the wound medicine, my lady made it. The white one is for internal use and the red one is for external use. It's very useful. I'll give it to you."
"..." Chu nightning didn't want it originally, but when he saw Xue Zhengyi was quite proud, he seemed to cherish the medicine made by his wife, so it was not easy to refuse, so he accepted it and said lightly, "Thank you."
Xue Zhengyi is a rough man, but in the face of Chu Wanning, he is a little cautious. Many things dare not communicate easily. After thinking for a while, he chose a topic: "Yuheng, Lingshan will discuss the sword in three years. At that time, young talents from all walks of life will gather together and compete for a high or low level, what do you think about Meng'er and Ran'er, the odds of winning?"
Chu nightning said: "It's hard to say what happened after three years. I only say that at the moment, the ink burns and does not seek to make progress, and Xue Meng underestimates the enemy and is conceited. It is not what it should be."
He speaks crisply, meanly, without detours.
Xue Zhengyi couldn't hang on his face, and muttered: "Ah, kid..."
Chu nightning said: "It's already weak, not too small."
Xue Zhengyi: "That's right, but after all, they are only under 20. As a father and an uncle, I can't help but be partial, haha."
Chu nightning: "The son does not teach, the father is wrong, the teaching is not strict, and the teacher is lazy. If these two go down the wrong road, it is your responsibility and me, how to be partial?"
"… "
Chu nightning said again: "Do you still remember that the Confucianism in Linyi also had two favored sons in the past?"
When he mentioned this, Xue Zhengyi's heart sank suddenly.
More than 20 years ago, Linyi Confucianism, the largest sect in the world of higher cultivation, once had a pair of brothers, both of whom were young adults and were extremely talented. The two of them could conquer the hundred-year-old monster alone at the age of ten, and they were already fifteen years old. You can create your own spells and create a sect of fire.
However, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. Because both of them are the best among the people, they are still brothers in the end. Back then, when Lingshan discussed swordsmanship, his younger brother was despised by all factions, and his predecessors spurned him for spying on his elder brother's esoteric spells in advance. After the conference, the younger brother was immediately severely punished by his father. He was arrogant and arrogant and could not stand setbacks. From then on, he held a grudge, specialized in deceitful ways, and finally degenerated into a deranged demon.
When Chu Wanning mentioned this old thing at this time, he undoubtedly wanted to tell Xue Zhengyi: Xue Meng and Mo Ran are excellent, but more important than spells is their heart.
It's a pity that Xue Zhengyi is strict with himself and serious with his disciples, but he is only confused on his son and nephew, to the point of doting, so he didn't listen to what Chu nightning said, he just said haha, "Yes. Elder Yuheng pointed out that they will not follow the old path of that pair of brothers."
Chu nightning shook his head.
"Human nature is inherently stubborn. If you don't make up your mind, it's easier to change."
When he said this, Xue Zhengyi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He didn't know if Chu nightning had something to say. After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but say, "Yuheng, are you a little... ah, I said, don't be angry, do you look down on your nephew?"
Chu nightning didn't mean this. He didn't expect Xue Zhengyi to misunderstand so much, and he choked for a while.
Xue Zhengyi said worriedly: "Actually, whether they can emerge in three years, I don't particularly care. Especially Ran'er, he has suffered a lot since childhood, and his temperament is inevitably a bit stubborn and awkward. I hope you don't because he is in a restaurant. He grew up in it and despised him. Alas, he is the only blood my eldest brother left in the world, and I always have some guilt in my heart for him…”
Chu nightning interrupted Xue Zhengyi and said: "The lord misunderstood, I will not look down on him. If I mind the origin of Mo Ran, how can I be willing to accept him as a disciple."
Seeing him being straightforward and sonorous, Xue Zhengyi said happily: "That's good, that's good."
Chu nightning's eyes fell again into the rushing river under the bridge. He watched the floods rise, the waves were noisy, and he no longer said much. It's a pity that the conversation between the two on the bridge and the confession of Chu Wanning were as easily engulfed by the waves as in the previous life.
He "does not dislike" the ink burning, and no third person heard it.
The March ban has passed in a flash.
On this day, Chu nightning passed the three disciples to the red lotus waterside and said: "Your spiritual cores are all stable. I called you here today to take you to Xuying Peak and try to summon your own weapons. "
Upon hearing this, Xue Meng and Shi Yan both widened their eyes, and their faces were overjoyed.
Xuying Peak is a holy mountain in the upper cultivation world, with a height of a thousand feet and a wall of ten thousand feet.
According to legend, Xuying Peak was once the place where the god Gouchen cast swords. Gouchen Shanggong is the god of war, who is in charge of the north and south celestial poles, and controls the weapons of the world.
When the Emperor of Heaven was eradicating demons, the Gouchen Shang Palace was based on Chongshan, the lake and sea as the pool, and the blood of his own gods and blood as the raging fire, forging the world's first real "sword". Splitting down, Shenzhou was torn apart, and the sea water flowed backwards.
The Emperor of Heaven held the "sword" and suppressed the Demon Race under the earth in two strokes, and it was difficult to rise again from now on.
And those two moves traversed the human territory, splitting two ferocious deep ravines. After this battle, the sky rained grains, the ghosts cried at night, the floods and famines thundered, and the torrential rain fell for thousands of years. The deep ditch cut by the two swords was filled with rainwater, and thus became the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers that gave birth to countless creatures.
As for Xuying Peak, where the Divine Sword broke the world, it has also become a pilgrimage site for immortal cultivators in later generations. The spiritual energy left by the ancient gods is very strong. Today, there are still countless mysterious spirits and strange flowers and plants growing in the mountains and mountains. Countless cultivators also peeked through the avenues in Xuying Peak, and soared through tribulation.
But for the world, the biggest attraction of this strange peak where the sword was cast is its "Jincheng Pond".
It was an ice pond on the top of Xuying Peak, which was frozen all year round.
According to rumors, Gou Chen Shanggong made a divine sword, pierced his palm, squeezed his divine blood, and a drop of blood splashed on the low-lying part of the peak. After seeing this clear and visible Jin Chengchi, he was surrounded by future generations.
Regardless of whether this rumor is true or not, Kim Sung Chi's wonder is not false. Although it is frozen three feet all year round, there are very few Taoist priests who can use their spiritual core to temporarily melt the water in the pond, and an ancient strange beast will jump out of the pond with a sword in its mouth and offer it to the shore. man of.
Xue Meng couldn't wait to ask: "Master, what kind of ancient beast jumped out when you took Shenwu?"
Chu nightning said: "Kunpeng."
When Xue Meng heard this, eager light flashed in his eyes: "Great! I can see Kunpeng!"
The ink burned and laughed: "Wait until you dissolve the lake first."
"What do you mean? Do you think I can't change Jincheng Lake?"
The ink burned and smiled: "Oh, what are you angry, I didn't say that."
Chu nightning said: "It is not necessarily Kunpeng who brought weapons from the lake. It is said that there are more than 100 divine beasts living in Jincheng Lake, guarding the spirit of divine martial arts. As long as one of them likes you, it will find itself. The weapons that can be obtained are given to the people on the shore. Moreover, these mythical beasts have different temperaments and will make various demands of you. If you cannot complete them, they will return to the bottom of the lake with weapons in their hands.”
Xue Mengqi said: "It's actually like this? That master, what request did Kunpeng make to you at that time?"
Chu nightning said: "It said that it wants to eat meat buns."
The three disciples froze for a moment, all laughed, Xue Meng haha said: "Scared me to death, I thought it was something difficult."
Chu nightning also smiled lightly and said: "It's just good luck. The requirements of these divine beasts are strange and have everything. I have also heard that someone summoned a scorpion mouse, and the little mouse asked that person to marry his wife. Give it, the person didn't agree, Xishu took the weapon and left, and since then that person has no chance to get the magic weapon again."
The teacher murmured: "That's a pity..."
Chu nightning glanced at him and said: "What a pity? I respect him as a gentleman."
The teacher hurriedly said: "Master misunderstood, I don't mean it. The wife can't be replaced with a powerful weapon, I just regret that he missed such a weapon."
Chu nightning said: "This is just a rumor, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance to see such a person. Many years ago in Jincheng Lake, I have seen what is terrifying and dirty my eyes."
He paused, as if recalling something, and there was a vague haze between his eyebrows.
"Forget it, let's not mention it. In the past thousands of years, Jin Chengchi has witnessed how much he has not changed his heart, and how much he has revealed. Don't hesitate to stick to your heart...? Hehe."
Chu nightning sneered twice, it seems that something in memory touched his inverse scales, his expression gradually became indifferent, his lips were finally clenched, and he remained silent. Jianmei frowned slightly, and looking at his expression, he seemed to feel a little disgusted.
"Master, it is said that Jin Chengchi's gods and martial arts have their own temperaments, so did you use them at first?" Xue Meng saw that he was displeased and changed the topic and asked.
Chu nightning raised his eyelids and said faintly: "There are three divine martial arts for the teacher, which one do you say?"
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Today's small theater revolves around Mr. White Cat's last sentence, "there are three martial arts for the teacher, which one do you say?", and various adaptations have been launched!
If this is a campus essay—
Xue Mengmeng, Disciplinary Committee member: "Squad leader! I won't correct this question qaq. I remember that you seem to be getting full marks. Let me take a look at your paper!"
Squad leader Chu nightning raised his eyelids and said lightly: "I have three papers with full marks, which one do you say?"
If this is a presidential essay.
The rich second generation Xue Mengmeng: "Mr. Chu, my dad asked me to send this gift to your seaside holiday villa. Tell me your address."
The domineering president Chu Wanning raised his eyelids and said lightly: "I have three sets of beach villas, which set do you say?"
If this is a harem stallion essay (hey hey hey!)
Little Prince Xue Mengmeng: "Uncle Chu qaq you, your concubine. She is bullying me! Scratching me with your fingernails while you are away!"
The romantic uncle Chu Wanning raised his eyelids and said lightly: "Oh? There are three queen concubines in this king, who do you say?"
If this is a news feed: (… )
ccgv reporter Xue Mengmeng: "Secretary Chu, under your management, the urban appearance and residents' happiness index of H City have improved by leaps and bounds, the urban sewage discharge has been greatly reduced, and the urban traffic congestion has also been significantly eased. At the commendation meeting after the 10th National Congress, Mayor Mo specially affirmed your work, expressed his gratitude, and awarded you the "Moving Corrupt Country Knight Medal" on behalf of h city zf. Can you show us your medal ?"
Secretary Chu Ning raised his eyelids and said lightly: "This comrade, I have three medals of the Knights of the Rotten Country, which one do you say?"
If this is...
Chu nightning: "mmp Laozi has stopped acting!! Have you had enough fun!!! I haven't fed me the lunch today!"
Meat Bun: "...the last one, just the last one."
If this is a food article.
Rice bucket Xue Mengmeng: "Boss boss! I heard that your steamed buns have been on the tip of your tongue in China! He was also nominated by the judge teacher Kunpeng at the 69th Jinchengchi Cooking Competition as 'big meat buns that touched the conscience of big birds', boss can you please tell me Can you tell me what stuffing the buns are made of? How much is a cage? Can you get me a cage?"
Chu nightning: "Human flesh, 30,000, can't."
Meat Bun: "... Hey, you have to follow the script... "
Chu nightning raised his eyelids and said faintly: "I have campus, president, harem, ccgv, four scripts, which one do you say?"
Meat Bun: "..."
Attach a picture of Xiao Wanning! !