The Journey of Flower

Chapter 21: 21. Burning incense on a moonlit night

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"Disciple pays homage to the master!" The man in front of her knelt in front of her,

Hua Qiangu raised her head hastily, and was facing the face of the man who was smiling at her, her appearance was beyond dust, as if there were clouds and clouds beside her, her whole person felt warm and harmonious.

Hua Qiangu was taken aback, looked up at Bai Zihua, Bai Zihua nodded and motioned for her to get up.

She forced herself to stand up, her legs were still trembling slightly, but the person in front of her was still standing up. She quickly stepped aside, only thinking that the man must have knelt in the wrong position, and she couldn't bear it.

"Maoshan disciple Yun Yin pays homage to the master." Unexpectedly, the man turned to him again and bowed deeply.

Hua Qiangu's face stiffened immediately, and he quickly reached out to help him. As soon as he got close, he smelled a decisive and elegant fragrance.

"Yunyin, don't scare her, let's talk about it after entering the hall." Bai Zihua said quietly.

Only then did Yun Yin stand up following her support, her clear eyes happily resting on her body, as if she had endless words to say. He immediately lowered his head knowing that he was impolite, and made a gesture of invitation respectfully.

"Mother Bones!" At this time, Tang Bao hurriedly flew out of Luo Shiyi's hands and landed on her shoulder, hugging her with a whimper, really frightening her to death.

Hua Qiangu poked it with a smile, and quietly made worried gestures with Qing Shui below. Then he followed Bai Zihua and Yun Yin into the inner hall.

Discussions arose immediately below. Everyone seemed to be greatly surprised that the mortal who seemed to have no mana and background turned out to be the head of a faction.

Ni Mantian clenched her fists, it seemed that she really underestimated her, and he was bound to become a serious trouble in the future.

After entering the main hall, Hua Qiangu realized that the World-Honored One and Ruzun were both there, and Tang Bao hurriedly hid it quietly in her ears. Because of the presence of outsiders, Sheng Xiaomo finally sat upright differently from last time, but his expression was still lazy. Mo Yan still seemed to be brooding over what happened last time, and didn't show her any good looks.

"The disciple has met the World Honored One, Confucian Honored One." Hua Qiangu knelt down and bowed respectfully.

But Mo Yan snorted coldly: "We can't afford it, the head of Maoshan." Every word in his words was sarcasm.

Hua Qiangu froze for a moment, her face burned hotly.

Sheng Xiaomo said helplessly: "Senior brother, Qian Gu was also entrusted by someone in danger."

Mo Yan flicked his sleeves and said: "As a disciple of Changliu, but he is the head of another faction, it is a big joke. Our Changliu is really inferior to you, a noble person. You should go back to Maoshan as soon as possible to be your head people!"

Hua Qiangu's heart sank when he heard this, and he hurriedly looked up at Bai Zihua, only to see that he calmly put down the teacup in his hand and did not speak. Yun Yin frowned tightly, but said along the way.

"The disciple immediately rushed back to Maoshan to take care of the funeral after receiving the letter from the queen mother Qingniao. I was more relieved when I learned that the master followed the master back to Changliu Mountain. Because there are too many things in the school, I don't want to let the master Going back at this time, I faced too many troubles and troubles, not to mention hearing that the headmaster had joined Changliu's sect, and the daily schoolwork was heavy, so I didn't bother me all the time. I have been indirectly learning about the headmaster from my lord for half a year. Now The reorganization of the sect has basically been completed, and it is only waiting for the master to go back to preside over the overall situation and give orders. So this time I came here specially to pick up the master and return to the mountain."

Hua Qiangu looked at Yun Yin puzzled, he should have known that he was just a mortal, and Taoist Qingxu had no choice but to entrust him on his deathbed. Staying in Maoshan, even if all the power is still in his hands, but formally still have to ask for instructions on everything, there must be a lot of inconvenience. Moreover, she has no ability, can't protect herself at all, and needs a large number of disciples to protect her. If there is something wrong, Maoshan has already been seriously injured. And keeping himself within the protection range of Changliu, he would naturally be able to let go of what he wants to do.

Now that the Maoshan faction has been repaired, I can just pass on the letter of the leader and Gong Yu to him in a while, so I don't have to go back with him to cause trouble, and the time is getting tighter and tighter. The level of tatters, I am afraid that even the stage of the Fairy Sword Conference cannot be climbed. All she could think about was to be Bai Zihua's apprentice, so she couldn't care less about the head of Maoshan.

"I don't know anything, and I don't know how to be the head of the sect. You came just in time, so that I can pass on the position of head to you. This is exactly what the Taoist priest entrusted on his deathbed."

Yun Yin shook his head: "This disciple understands the meaning of the master, and also knows that the current status of the head is in a dilemma. It's just that the Maoshan faction is currently suffering from internal and external troubles. If the disciple takes over the position of the head at this juncture, the status of handling things will not change. The disciple who is a thorn in the side will even take the opportunity to make trouble, so I can only ask Qiangu girl to be the head of the sect. The girl is entrusted by the teacher himself, and she has great kindness to the Maoshan faction, so she can still convince everyone. When the time is right, if the girl still If you don't want to continue to be the head, let's make another plan, okay?"

Hua Qiangu understood, after all, she was too young, and also just a mortal, with insufficient ability. What Yunyin meant was to be a puppet behind the scenes, and he manipulated everything in front of the scenes, so as to solve the crisis of Maoshan. I can't help but admire him somewhat.

Since what he said was so sensible, how could he not help. So I could only nod my head and add a sentence at the end: "But I'm just a long-term disciple."

"Understood." Yun Yin bowed, "It's just that in a few days it will be the Maoshan Grand Ceremony, and all Yunyou disciples will return to the mountain, and the master has to attend, otherwise it will be a big blow to morale, so the disciples are mainly for this." Come on, it only takes a few days, and after that, the disciple will definitely personally send the master back to Changliu Mountain."

Hua Qiangu looked up at Bai Zihua, and Bai Zihua nodded slightly to express his acquiescence.

"Well, I'll go back to Maoshan with you."

When the bright moon was in the sky, Hua Qiangu in the forest lit incense, burned paper, made two prostrations, and then sat under the tree and stared at the flames in a daze. Changliu Mountain is not only rich in jade but also rich in spices. I don’t know what is mixed in this fragrance. The taste is different from others, with strong melancholy and sorrow. The smoke is lingering, but it makes people feel drunk.

She sneaked out alone in the middle of the night, but it was because it was her birthday and her mother's death day.

Obviously ordinary people are happy and joyful, but this day of every year is the saddest time for her.

She always brings misfortune to those around her, so she is destined to be alone forever. So lonely, so lonely.

Tomorrow, I will go back to Maoshan with Yunyin. I will bid farewell to others for half a year, and I don't know if I will feel like the sea has changed when I go back.

"What is a man doing here?"

The sudden sound frightened her half her life, and before she had time to look up, she immediately knelt down.

"Bye bye and see your lord."

Lowering his head, he saw his extremely white shirt dragged on the ground with a few yellow leaves on it, and suddenly wanted to reach out and brush it off.

"I went to the Hall of Hai to look for you, but you were not there. When I searched for the scent, I was fascinated by the incense. I lost your whereabouts, so I came to look for the incense. You are here. Why is the paper burned? Whose death is it today?"

"My mother." Hua Qiangu said sadly.

"That's it, sorry—" Bai Zihua never spoke much, let alone how to comfort others, seeing Hua Qiangu's thin body kneeling on the ground shaking in the autumn wind.

How could this child be so afraid of him

"Get up and talk."

Hua Qiangu stood up, but still didn't dare to look up at his face.

"Your Majesty is looking for me to return to Maoshan tomorrow?"

Bai Zihua nodded: "You will definitely have many difficulties and obstacles on your way back tomorrow, you have to be mentally prepared."

"Why? Didn't you just participate in a grand ceremony?" It's not like going back to fight.

"On the one hand, Yunyi, Chunqiu Bubai and others will definitely try their best to harm you, making Maoshan, whose strength has been greatly reduced, even more depressed, so as to defeat the fairy world one by one. On the one hand, there are many people who want to compete for the head of Maoshan. I won’t let you go back easily. Yunyin will naturally do his best to protect you, but it’s inevitable that there will be times when I’m at a loss. You have to actively deal with it yourself, don't lose face of Changliu and Maoshan faction."

"The disciple knows."

Bai Zihua paused and said again: "You still don't know how to control a sword?"

Hua Qiangu was startled, and nodded anxiously and guiltily. Xin Dao Zun must be very disappointed in himself. I couldn't help but feel annoyed and uncomfortable.

But Bai Zihua suddenly waved his fingertips, and a silver rainbow swept across the sky from his waist like lightning, and stopped in midair after hovering for a few weeks. Flowing from the body of the sword, there was a long sword cry.

"I teach you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Hua Qiangu.

Hua Qiangu raised her head in shock, and seeing his appearance of turning all living beings upside down, she only felt that the brilliance of the moonlight behind him dimmed instantly. The whole person was in a daze, she put everything behind her mind, just stretched out her hand in a daze, let him hold it, it was as cold as water, the whole person seemed to be submerged, she had no breath, no way out. I just suddenly had a premonition that I would never escape again in this life.

Bai Zihua looked at the little girl: "Don't forget the formulas and mental methods, but the most important thing is to integrate with the sword, feel that he is a part of your body, fly wherever you want, naturally you will not will fall."

As he said that, like a flying fairy from the sky, he took Hua Qiangu up slowly and lightly, and flew up on the sword. The sword was only three feet long, but because Hua Qiangu was too small, it was not too crowded.

While Hua Qiangu was on the verge of falling, she felt that Bai Zihua was supporting her behind her, and she felt much more at ease.

"Adjust your breathing, don't be afraid, now the sword is under your control."

Just as he was talking, the sword shook up and down twice in the air, and then began to slide down in a zigzag shape.

Ah, Hua Qiangu screamed in her heart, seeing a big tree in front of her that was about to hit her, she quickly closed her eyes, and suddenly remembered that the Lord was behind her, she quickly gathered her energy, pulled the sword aside forcefully, the leaves brushed against her However, she was sweating profusely.

"Very good, now, keep the sword steady and pull it up slowly."

Hua Qiangu only felt that the sword was spinning in a completely random curve in the air, going up and down suddenly, only one or two meters above the ground, it was too thrilling. But being able to do this is already very good, one is because this sword is very easy to control, and the other is that there is a respect behind him who seems to be reassured.

Going around among the big trees is really dangerous enough, Hua Qiangu stared at the moon intently, screaming upwards, upwards, upwards in her heart. Finally, he rushed forward and jumped out of the forest. The sword carried the two of them into the watery moonlight.

The head-on breeze blows Hua Qiangu as if it is about to float up, and the sword gradually begins to fly steadily.

Hua Qiangu took a deep breath, the smell of the fragrance in the air mixed with the scent of flowers and herbs was very soothing, it turned out that this was the feeling of flying, and her wings were not swords, but the Supreme Being.

Hua Qiangu slowly mastered the key, and spun a few times in mid-air, she found that she could finally fly so high that she even overlooked the entire Changliu Mountain and the Three Palaces.

Finally, it slowly descended. The sword automatically flew back to Bai Zihua's waist, and put it back into the sheath.

"Flying very well." Bai Zihua nodded approvingly, Hua Qiangu was sweeter than eating honey. Thinking of something, he suddenly asked:

"Is the evil spirit on my body still heavy? Can you smell it everywhere? Can you still find me?"

"It's not a demonic aura, it's just a strange fragrance, which is easy to provoke demons. Now you are wearing a gou jade, which covers a lot. Demons and ordinary people can't smell it, but I can still smell it."

As he spoke, he took down the saber and handed it to her: "I think you have a lot of destiny with this sword, so I will give it to you."

Hua Qiangu turned pale with shock: "How is this possible, thank you for your love, Qiangu dare not accept it."

"Don't worry, this is not the Hengshuang Sword. It's just that my daily sword is called 'Duan Nian'. It is light and delicate, and it is suitable for girls' households. Don't you still have weapons? Although Duan Nian is not a peerless sword, it is definitely the best among swords." , and it is very spiritual, and it can protect you even when you are in danger. Besides, isn’t it your birthday today? Just treat it as a gift for you. You have to practice hard, and don’t let down this good sword. yes."

"Thank you, my disciple understands..."

Hua Qiangu took the sword with trembling hands and knelt down, her voice trembling, this was the first time someone gave her a present on her birthday since she was a child. Because of my mother, my father always avoided talking about it, let alone celebrating it.

The warmth in my heart was overwhelming, the sorrow and emotion stirred my chest, but I couldn't say another word.

But how does His Majesty know that today is her birthday? She looked up at him, and Bai Zihua saw her childish face swaying gently in the night wind like a dandelion, as if she was about to drift away if she was not careful, and said as if she understood what she wanted to ask: "Look at your face, pinch your fingers." You can figure it out." After a pause, he said again, "Maoshan is famous all over the world for controlling the sword. Now that you can control the sword, if you encounter problems in the future, you will have a way to deal with it. You can't rely on Yunyin to support you in everything. Well, you should go to bed early when it is late at night, and you have to get up early tomorrow to hurry back."

Hua Qiangu was so moved that she didn't know what to say, it turned out that the lord came here specially to teach her how to control the sword, and even gave her the saber as a gift, so there was such a meaning in it. He must be worried that if his master, who is already in charge, returns to Maoshan and still relies on Yunyin Yujian or Tengyun, he will lose his prestige and fail to convince the crowd. And if you encounter difficulties from the sect, at least there is a saying, and if you encounter a monster, Ruoyunyin can't take care of it, and there is also a means of escape. He actually thought of her in such a small way, how could she not be so terrified

Looking at Bai Zihua's back gradually drifting away, floating like a cloud rising in the wind, holding the sword in his arms, he actually felt like crying.

(Quanben Novel Network)