Is Shang Jiyu unhappy... While Xiaoshen was hesitating, Shang Jiyu had already stepped forward, his expression seemed to have returned to normal, Xiaoshen almost thought it was his own illusion just now.
"What's the matter with this formation, it suddenly failed just now." Xiaoshen said, he was most concerned about his own water, and he figured it out a long time ago, the Ligou River was flying in the air by relying on the formation.
Shang Jiyu shook his head, "I just arranged it in a hurry, and I haven't looked at it carefully, just wait a moment." This matter is unusual, at least a deacon-level person wants to inspect it.
After all, Shang Jiyu's eyes fell on Yu Yi as if nothing.
Little Mojing has grown into a big Mojing, and at this moment he is still close to Xiaoshen, so close to others who don't know it will be very strange. Presumably it's not because of its size, it still wants to lie on Xiaoshen's head.
"Look, this is some new technique that Xuan Wuzi made before. He said that he could make people grow taller. He accidentally cast a trick on Yu Yi. It hasn't changed much, but just now it suddenly became bigger!" Xiao Shen said. Seeing him looking at Yu Yi, he immediately explained.
Xuan Wuzi...
Several times, Shang Jiyu just wanted to have no impression of this junior, and there was nothing he could do.
Shang Jiyu took Xiaoshen's hand, as if inadvertently exerting a little force, Xiaoshen naturally took two steps forward, distanced himself from Yu Yi, "Are you all right?"
He is the one who knows Xiaoshen's cultivation best, and he is afraid that Xiaoshen's spiritual power will be exhausted in order to support Ligouhe. Of course, from the outside, Xiao Shen is much more relaxed than he thought.
"What can I do... Well, it's okay." Xiaoshen said reservedly.
At this time, he had seen several cultivators coming with swords, among them was Xie Kurong.
The entire Yuling Sect seemed to be boiling.
It has been thousands of years since the Ligou River and Lichen circled the mountain, and there has never been such a sudden fall. What's more, there are hundreds of new disciples on the river today, fortunately, Xiaoshen picked them up without fail—the manager of the Moyuan is still sweating, and he is responsible for taking care of them.
There are also many people who witnessed the fall of the Ligou River. After Shang Jiyu, not only the suzerain showed up, but also many concerned disciples came one after another.
Yu Yi followed behind Xiaoshen every step of the way. Everyone in the Yuling Sect had seen the stone statue of Patriarch Yu Zhao in Yuguan, so how could they not know what he looked like, and even more so, the unique Negative Sword Ink Essence.
At this time, seeing such a large ink version of Patriarch Yu Zhao, everyone was inexplicably horrified, and almost couldn't care about Ligouhe.
If Patriarch Yu Zhao hadn't lost his mind and soul, they would all suspect that Yu Zhao had manifested his spirit.
"This... this is..." Even Xie Kurong hissed and said carefully, "Mo Jing? How could it be so big!"
Xiaoshen repeated Xuanwuzi's actions to him again, pointing at Yu Yi, "Here, it has changed like this."
Yu Yi still maintained his old temper, ignoring no one, saw Xiao Shen pointing at himself, and stretched out his hand to hold his finger, fiddling with it. Xiaoshen pulled out his hand, and he touched Xiaoshen's hair again, enjoying himself.
It seems that Yu Yi when he drew his sword was most similar to Yu Zhao, but now he looks like a coquettish, although no one knows if the patriarch Yu Zhao has a habit of coquettish...
"That's it..." Xie Kurong looked at Yu Yi a few more times, although he didn't have to say anything, but he always felt awkward in his heart, after all, Yu Zhao is a senior whom everyone admires.
Fortunately, Yu Yi is black, otherwise he would be even more awkward and uncomfortable, seeing Mo Jing who is exactly the same as the ancestor Yu Zhao, and even has a somewhat similar temperament, obsessively pestering Xiaoshen.
In everyone's imagination, and in the stories that have been handed down, Patriarch Yu Zhao is an image of a sword fairy with towering sword intent.
Xie Kurong also pondered for a while, wanting to unravel this technique, but Xuanwuzi is somewhat capable, this technique has its own unique features, Xuanwuzi himself is not strong enough, but when performing the technique, he borrowed the right time And the hexagram image, so if it is not the person who performed the technique, it is difficult to untie it forcibly if it is not in accordance with the weather.
After Xie Kurong personally inspected the formation, he frowned even tighter: "...There is nothing wrong with Ligouhe's formation!"
Xiaoshen, as a witness, and the first person who noticed and supported the river, naturally stood up and narrated what happened.
"I thought it was because of the long-term formation, and something went wrong, and the river suddenly poured down." After finishing speaking, Xiaoshen doubted, "Tell me, if it wasn't for the formation, could it be that someone used magic to cause it?"
Yulingzong is a place with rules. The disciples of the Yuling Sect want to practice the water method, and there is a corresponding place. It is not because they are out of their minds, how could they use the Ligou River to practice. Xiao Shen's suspicion was not established.
None of the people present believed in coincidences.
Even Xiao Shen, who is the most ignorant of the world, thinks something is wrong, let alone other people.
It's just for a while, and I really can't check the truth.
"I will dispatch my disciples to guard the Ligou River day and night for the time being, so as not to cause further accidents. This matter needs to be investigated carefully, so everyone should leave first." Xie Kurong remained calm, ordered the inspector and other deacons to investigate, and was concerned again Looking at the new disciples, I was a little worried about them.
All of them, it's only been a few days since they started, let alone flying, they haven't even entered the Ningjing Realm yet.
After coming in, it was advertised that the Ligou River was set up by the shining golden Fangcun Patriarch. He admired and trusted him very much, and it was the period when the newcomers were most interested and enjoyed boating on the river.
I fell off the river suddenly, even if I was caught, I don't know if there was any shadow left. Thinking about the worst, it won't cause any difficulties for entering the Ningjing...
This year's new disciples are really in a lot of situations!
The new disciples were indeed terribly frightened. To be able to enter the Yuling Sect was more or less well-educated. At this time, they all saluted Xiaoshen, thanking this master who was difficult to deal with in the manager's mouth, and his impression of him couldn't be better.
Just now when they were most terrified, it was Zhuhan who took the first shot, a fairy cloud saved everyone, and even more tried to save Changhe, his demeanor was admirable.
Everyone is very sincere, and the life-threatening encounter at the beginning left a deep impression on everyone.
Although Xiaoshen picked it up casually, similar to fishing for seafood, he didn't think much about it at all, but after catching it, he realized that it seemed to coincide with the rules of picking up brides. So from the customs of the dragon clan, as long as he thinks, all of these can be counted as his bride...
A bit much. Xiaoshen thought, her cheeks flushed slightly again.
These new disciples didn't know Xiaoshen before today, and they didn't know what Xiaoshen's cultivation was, but what Xiaoshen showed was completely different from what the steward and others vaguely described.
He is kind, powerful, saved everyone, and even blushed, his deep blue eyes are as attractive as deep pools, his eyes are wet, he is so cute...
Regardless of men and women, there is a feeling of spring water flowing through the heart.
But Xiaoshen thought that Shang Jiyu was still standing behind him, so he regained consciousness and pulled away from his wild thoughts.
In his mind, Shang Jiyu had a much higher status than these people, so he immediately became serious again, "You're welcome, goodbye."
The young man pretends to be serious, but the contrast is even more cute, which makes people want to move around.
Even those cultivators who were watching couldn't help but think to themselves, except for the illiterate, everything is really good. By the way, there is also domineering. Oh, and still able to fight. And then it's unreasonable...
The higher the cultivator, the wider the induction will be. Xuan Wuzi came a step too late, and just arrived, he found that the suzerain had all dispersed. It wasn't exciting to watch, but instead I felt chills all over my body.
Xuan Wuzi followed his gaze to look around, it was not difficult, he immediately found that it was his uncle who made him tremble.
For some reason, Master Uncle looked at me with unfriendly eyes, very unfriendly... Xuan Wuzi racked his brains to think, did I do something wrong, or brother Xiaoshen spoke ill of me, otherwise why would Master Uncle look at me like this.
Xiao Shen wanted to find Xuan Wuzi, but when he saw him coming, he grabbed him, "Look, you made Yu Yi like this!"
Xuan Wuzi saw a dark human figure beside Xiaoshen before, but he didn't realize that it was Mo Jing, he was wondering what, when he suddenly saw Mo Jing's face, he recognized it just now, he was also very surprised, but couldn't help being happy , "So tall?!"
This is the figure he has dreamed of. It used to be less than the size of a hand, but now it is a head and a half taller than him and Zhuhan. Although it is ink black, the white hair and bright eyes are more black. Seeing some meaning, the appearance of holding a sword on his back is very handsome and unrestrained even though he is of a foreign race. In the end, it was Yu Zhao's patriarch's Wen Qi and sword intent, and his book and sword are romantic, nothing more than this.
It's a pity that the technique seems to be unstable, and it was not his original intention to make the Mo Jing so much bigger. Sure enough, it can't be implemented on people for a while, otherwise it will be fine if he becomes better, what if he looks as tall as Hongmeng Palace...
"Will this spell be undone?" Shang Jiyu interrupted Xuan Wuzi's thinking suddenly, his expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see what he cared about.
Xuan Wuzi was terribly frightened by him just now, suddenly being "compared" by his uncle, he was very nervous, "Uh, uh, I will report back to my uncle, because I just made it and it hasn't been perfected yet, I, in fact, , it can be said that it still does not understand... "
Shang Jiyu: "..."
Xuan Wuzi saw that his uncle's face seemed even worse, and his teeth began to tremble when he spoke, "I, I'm afraid of simple retrograde spells, what if something goes wrong, it's as small as a mosquito... By the way, Now that it looks like this, does it have any effect?"
Xuanwuzi asked Yu Yi carefully, and Xiao Shen also asked Yu Yi: "Do you think something is wrong? It seems that you are flying normally, and you can use a sword. Are you still literate?"
But don't let the body get bigger and the wisdom be diluted, then Mo Jing can't be called Mo Jing anymore, and the biggest characteristic of the local specialty is gone.
Yu Yi shook his head and nodded again.
Although it has become bigger, it still can't speak, which is one of the great differences between it and real people.
"That's not too urgent. Wouldn't it be more convenient to work for Zhu Han? Look at this body..." Xuan Wuzi just said a word, when he saw his master and uncle sweeping towards him coldly, his whole body shivered , creepy.
Xuan Wuzi didn't know what he said was wrong, and instinctively said with a low eyebrow, "I will study this spell thoroughly!"
Xiaoshen gave him a disgusted look, pinched his nose and said, "If you want to find a book, go in and look for it."
Xuanwuzi was overjoyed, it really is another village under the shadow of a willow, and this spell is right, so he is eligible to borrow books again, "Yes, yes! Thank you, Master Han, thank you, Brother Xiaoshen!"
Yu Yi followed Xiao Shen back to Biqiao Peak like a bodyguard.
Xiao Shen got busy and said to Yu Yi: "You are so old, you can't stay on my head and in my pocket. If you don't want to go back to Shulin at night, you can sleep in my room, okay?"
Yu Yi shook his head, even took a step forward, hugged Xiao Shen's arm, and opened his mouth, but there were only some inexplicable small sounds, just like the slight sound of pages turning in a book.
"That won't work, there is no room for you! Sit down!" As soon as Xiao Shen said, Yu Yi also sat down, with the sword on her back and her hands on her knees.
"Just stay here obediently and wait for me, and read by yourself." Xiao Shen said, and immediately went out to Shang Jiyu's place.
Shang Jiyu was sitting cross-legged on the couch, his white clothes were winding like piles of snow, his eyes were closed, only his lips were tinged with red, his back was straight like a sword, and his posture was picturesque.
Xiao Shen climbed up familiarly and sat in his arms.
He closed his eyes and said unintentionally: "I think you are a little unhappy today..."
Shang Jiyu slowly opened his eyes, looked down at Xiaoshen, stroked the top of his hair, "Really?"
"I think." Xiao Shen emphasized.
The young man was too frank, Shang Jiyu smiled lightly, and even felt that he was too fussy, and almost lost his composure.
That's just a Mo Jing, so it doesn't matter if he looks like Yu Zhao, with Xiao Shen's temperament, he certainly didn't think much about it. Xiaoshen also said that Yu Zhao's true self is at best like him.
Xiao Shen also opened his eyes, and was about to speak when he saw a figure outside the window, "Huh?"
Shang Jiyu squinted his eyes, and opened half of the window with a thought. Open the window, the figure is still the figure... No, it's just too dark, but fortunately, the hair and eyelashes can still be seen clearly, Yu Yi stood outside, and as soon as the window opened, he immediately crawled inside...
"Yu Yi!" Xiao Shen yelled, jumping off the bed with bare feet.
Yu Yi happily grabbed Xiaoshen's hand. Before Xiaoshen stepped forward, Shang Jiyu pulled him back into his arms and held him tightly. The strength was so strong that Xiaoshen remembered the first time they were in Hongmeng Palace. Met, even harder than that.
Shang Jiyu's face also turned cold. With a sweep of sword energy, Yu Yi was forced to stop. The flying hair brushed against the tip of the sword, a few strands were cut off, and fell to the ground without root or source, turning into black ink. stains.
Yu Yi blinked her eyelashes and stared straight at Shang Jiyu.
Its fingers clenched the sword behind it, and its eyes became sharp for a moment.
Shang Jiyu could feel another self laughing uncontrollably in his heart, and said to him very amusingly: This is really unexpected... No, should we say that we are indeed the same person
Shang Jiyu can feel the other party's schadenfreude, which is a very simple joy, after all, 'he' is the one who is jealous all this time. And he just stretched out his hand for the first time, and from then on, Xiaoshen would come up automatically.
Even if you have two sides, you are still one person.
Shang Jiyu lowered his eyes. He knew that it was just a Mo Jing, but he couldn't bear the boy leaving him and walking towards others. He resisted from body to heart, not just because of the surging spiritual power in his body.
Yu Yi stood where she was, feeling very wronged. Bright eyes stared at Xiaoshen, but was forced by the sword energy and could not move forward. It originally wanted to draw the sword, but Xiaoshen was opposite it, so in the end it just stretched out a hand.
But Xiaoshen looked at Shang Jiyu puzzled, "Which one are you?"
He felt sure that he was right, but this Shang Jiyu couldn't play Feimo finely. And didn't the other one also promise that as long as they touch hands, they won't have any further thoughts. Then who is this person who is not friendly to Yu Yi now
Shang Jiyu didn't know what to say, he couldn't speak, so he tightened Xiao Shenhuan, turned his face, and said in a low voice, "Don't go."
A low chuckle sounded from the bottom of my heart, very mocking.
"I didn't leave!" Xiaoshen said loudly, and soon became worried again, "Um... Are you uncomfortable?" Shang Jiyu often grabbed him like this, and only when he was close to him, he would relax.
Shang Jiyu didn't answer.
Xiao Shen said to Yu Yi: "You should go out, they told you to stay in my room."
Yu Yi looked at Xiao Shen in a dazed and aggrieved way, it didn't know what was wrong with it, it just followed Xiao Shen as usual, why did it drive him out.
Seeing this gaze, Xiaoshen's tone was not so taken for granted, and he said bravely, "You have grown up so much, you have to learn to be independent."
Yu Yi: "..."
Even more wronged.
It's not what it wants to grow up.
Yu Yi's outstretched hand slowly retracted, and looked back at Xiao Shen three times a step at a time, her long white hair was even more silvery and white under the moonlight, but the light in her shallow eyes dimmed. He climbed out of the window again.
But it also didn't want to go back to Xiaoshen's room, so it sat under the pillar holding the sword.
At night, Shang Jiyu hugged Xiaoshen even tighter.
…
The next day, after Xiaoshen got up, Xu Bu walked out of the room, and saw a black shadow under the porch pillar, which turned out to be Yu Yi.
It sat on the ground with a sword in its arms, one hand still holding the sword at all times, and its forehead resting on the sword. If it weren't for the white hair, it would have almost merged with the shadow of the pillar in the dark.
"Why are you sitting here?" Xiaoshen realized that it hadn't left all night, and said anxiously, "Didn't I tell you to go back and stay..."
Why do you stay outside pitifully like a little tadpole without parents.
Seeing Xiao Shen, Yu immediately stood up and squeezed towards him.
Mo Jing doesn't need to sleep, and he doesn't want to stay in that empty room, if so, he might as well go to Shulin.
Xiaoshen was speechless, and found that he couldn't understand Yu Yi, and his faintly aggrieved face made Xiaoshen feel guilty, wondering if he had gone too far and mistreated Mo Jing.
He also wanted to reach out and poke its cheek as usual, but he realized that Yu Yi was too tall now, so he hesitated when he raised his hand halfway.
Seeing the situation, Yu quickly leaned over and rubbed Xiaoshen's finger with his cheek.
This is also a gesture that Yu Yi is used to, but it is cute for a little Mo person to do so, but it is indescribably ambiguous for a big Mo person to do so.
Shang Jiyu just walked to the open door, saw this scene, seemed to think of something, folded his arms and sneered, murmured as if he was talking to someone but also to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't promise to never play again." This stuff..."
He will not be like "him", duplicity, and he is just like him.
It's just a pity that he had promised Xiaoshen that he would not do anything to this Mo Jing with an annoying face. What a mistake, he didn't expect this thing to be more annoying...
Shang Jiyu's cynicism made Mo Jing very keen, and seemed to have noticed his subtle changes, and quickly straightened his waist and pressed the sword, showing a defensive look.
It is probably also a subconscious reaction caused by being bombed for a long time.
"Don't be afraid." Xiaoshen still had a little trust in Shang Jiyu, and Shang Jiyu's words actually showed that he would not attack Mo Jing right now, "Stingy, it's too late to regret."
"Isn't he the one who is stingy—" Shang Jiyu smiled even more.
It was he who dragged you to "compete for favor" and made you drive Yu Yi out.
"I won't tell you." Xiao Shen took Yu Yi's hand and ran outside.
Shang Jiyu looked at Yu Yi from a distance, not leaving his hands, wishing that his whole body could be attached to Xiaoshen's body, and his eyes became cold... It was really an eyesore.
He immediately thought of something, and lazily whispered: "Why don't you give me half of the night, and I will find a way to make it impossible to appear again."
silence.
Shang Jiyu snorted, "I really should show him what you really look like."
Shulin.
As soon as Yu Yi appeared next to Xiao Shen, he attracted countless gazes. Many people didn't know what happened. Seeing Mo Jing's figure, they were shocked and said in a trance: "It's too big, it's too big, what kind of saint is it?" Only a great work can give birth to such a big Mo Jing..."
"?? Crazy, can a giant Mo Jing be born in a great book? I heard that this is the magic technique of Xuan Wuzi. I don't think it looks exactly like Patriarch Yu Zhao."
Mo Jing of this size is tall even in the human race, and it is even bigger in its ethnic group.
After hearing that it was Xuan Wuzi's handwriting, everyone showed strange expressions, "I knew that he would come up with this kind of Taoism sooner or later. Tsk tsk, isn't this researched well, it's just... dare to use ink Come to try the trick? Does he not want to come to Shulin in the future?"
If you offend Little Shen Zhuhan, there is still room for change, but if you offend Mo Jing, with their arrogant and vengeful character, it will be strange if you can stay in Shulin.
Not only all kinds of disciples looked at Yu Yi, but also those little mobsters also came out to watch Yu Yi, opened their mouths wide, and countless small voices passed by their ears.
Soon, Mo Jing ran to Xiaoshen's side on short legs.
Yu Yi watched it helplessly, jumped onto Xiaoshen's palm, climbed up along the arm, and climbed to the top of Xiaoshen's head, with a pleasant expression on his face, and even stroked the hair under his body, very happy in this new place——
Yu stretched out his finger angrily, and flicked the ink spirit away.
Xiao Shen: "..."
Xiaoshen: "Okay, don't learn from the good ones, learn from the bad ones."
Yu Yi lowered her head without shame...
The Mo Jings condemned Yu Yi's behavior of not allowing everyone to play with Zhuhan, even though he had obviously grown bigger. Pointing.
Yu Yi was silent for a moment, then suddenly pulled out the sword and pointed it straight at it.
It stands with a sword, and once the sword is out of its sheath, its expression is stern. The taoist robe is fluttering, the end is dense, like ink painting, but also alive. The sword intent has the potential to break through the sky and reach the abyss, and the bright eyes look down on all living beings.
... It is indeed the meaning of Yu Zhao's ancestor!
The ink spirits screamed silently and hid in the bookshelves.
The surrounding disciples were also excited. This Negative Sword Ink Essence inherited the sword intent of the ancestor Yu Zhao. Everyone knows it, but it rarely needs to show the sword intent. And after zooming in, you can see it more clearly, and the viewing experience is different.
A lot of people gathered around at once, Master Yu Zhao passed away, but there are stone statues to show the demeanor of the past, and there are even more ink masters. It is also a blessing for future generations to be able to see his sword.
But after Yu Yi scared the mojings away, he quickly withdrew his sword and continued to play with Xiaoshen's clothes.
There were sighs all around...
"It's gone, haven't you seen Mo Jing!" Xiao Shen waved his hand like chasing a crab.
At this time, Dao Mi also came out panting with a lot of books in his arms. Recently, when he got up to read a book, he was often motionless. At this moment, he saw Yu Yi at a glance, "Hey! This is the effect of Xuan Wuzi's technique. ?”
The first thing he thought of was that he couldn't climb onto Brother Xiaoshen now, "Yu Yi really is that the sesame seeds are blooming steadily, no, it should be the black sesame seeds blooming, hahahaha."
It's a pity that Yu Yi's face is expressionless, and he doesn't quite understand Dao Mi's humor.
Daomi despises from the bottom of his heart, you don't look like this when you listen to Brother Xiaoshen reading poetry.
"Did you find this again?" Xiao Shen flipped through Dao Mi's books.
Daomi nodded, "Yes, brother Xiaoshen, I beg you, I'll search for you here, so you might as well read the book."
"I've seen it, and I found the avatar technique, which is suitable for you." Xiaoshen said, the last time Daomi told him that he wanted to learn illusion, he felt that Daomi was not suitable, so he refused, but looking back, he also used his own Thinking about it, I found a book that I thought was suitable for Domi, "That book is not easy to get, I copied it down. You can read it."
Xiao Shen took down a booklet from the desk.
As Xiaoshen became familiar with Yu Ling, Dao Mi hadn't been following him all the time, and I really don't know when he found it and even copied it!
"Thank you, Brother Xiaoshen." Daomi took the booklet flattered and opened it, seeing Xiaoshen's extremely ugly characters, he couldn't help but let out a long "huh" before carefully reading the contents.
After only reading two lines, Daomi smiled heartily.
The dragon clan is the head of the water clan, and the feather clan's head is the phoenix. Just like many water clans like to claim to have the blood of a real dragon, the feather clan also likes to cling to the phoenix.
Fenghuang is fierce and arrogant. He was extremely arrogant in the cultivation world in ancient times, but he also angered many powerful people because of this.
The number dropped sharply due to the battle, and they all lived in seclusion in order to cultivate their health and rest. They disappeared earlier than the Dragon Clan. There are even rumors that they, like the dragons, have all left this world.
At the beginning of this technique, it was mentioned that this is the technique of the phoenix. It is very similar to some Yu clan who said brazenly: Our technique is created based on the inspiration of the ancient Phoenix technique, or it is the legend of the phoenix. Give it to someone, and someone will pass it on... Finally, it will be passed on to us, and there are still three points of essence left after the eighteen ways are handed over.
Anyway, there are many tricks, but they are not as complicated as the story of the Dragon Clan. It is probably because the Phoenix Clan is not necessarily gone like the Dragon Clan, so what if we care about it.
I thought it was the same routine, but the more I looked at it, the more horrified Daomi looked. After reading a few pages, I couldn't help but muttered: "This fire feather technique is so grand and mysterious, I really want to believe how similar it is to Phoenix. It's a relationship..."
Although his cultivation base is still shallow, he has lived in Yuling for generations, and he has a good eye, and he can see its value.
"It's already there." Xiaoshen said naturally.
A long time ago, the relationship between the dragon and the phoenix was very good, and because the dragon has a wide range of aesthetics, of course there were marriages. It is even said that the dragon and phoenix couples are so powerful that they are unstoppable when they are together. It's just that the two races are different, and the phoenix is especially proud, so the chances of getting married are actually very low. Even knowing this, not many dragons and phoenixes are together for this.
Anyway, let's get down to business, Xiaoshen still has some understanding of the origin of the Feng clan.
"But, I've never seen this technique before." Daomi thought carefully, it seemed that no one in the sect had practiced this technique, or he was ignorant, "Brother Xiaoshen, where did you find it?"
"It's just the inside. I turned around." Xiaoshen said, "Why, no one practiced? Are you so ignorant?"
"No...Maybe I'm too young." Dao Mi scratched his head, and the books in Shulin became more and more profound, and he didn't understand the inside story.
The book forest is ring after ring, and ordinary disciples are not allowed to go too deep without the permission of the master. Some Taoism methods are still bestowed by the suzerain to suitable high-level disciples.
So since this book comes from the depths of the book forest, it's no wonder it's unusual. If Brother Xiaoshen hadn't picked it up, he doesn't know when he would even have a chance to get it!
After Daomi figured this out, he was even more grateful to Xiaoshen. This is definitely a good thing, "Brother Xiaoshen...you are so kind to me, woohoo."
"Why are you still crying? It's really ugly when you cry!" Xiaoshen was startled.
Doya: "..."
Although it is recognized as ugly, there is no need to say it.
Xiaoshen said casually: "Don't cry! I just watched you find books very hard."
Although at the beginning Xiaoshen made up his mind that this starling could not be kept after occupying the Yuling Sect, but after getting along with him, he was a little annoyed with Dao Mi, and he also recognized it, and even felt that Dao Mi was more efficient at work .
It can be said that after Xie Kurong, the biggest competitor of Dragon Palace Manager is Dao Mi!
I hope Xie Kurong can continue to work hard and don't fall behind!
"I just did a little work..." Daomi was deeply moved. Brother Xiaoshen was really cold-hearted. He was a little awkward at first, but now he took the initiative to recite the poem of the real Yun Ziran, "Long-mind It's like water, and our friendship is as deep as ever!"
Brother Xiaoshen really nodded slightly, thinking that Daomi's quote was just right.
Daomi put the booklet close to her body, and decided to start practicing when she returned home.
After a while, it will be a small contest within the sect, and disciples from outside the sect can also participate, and the winners will be rewarded with various prizes. Just like Xuan Wuzi's Bai Haisha back then.
As soon as he put it away, he heard a panting sound in the book forest, and turned his head to look, it turned out that it was the master uncle who came.
Everyone hesitated to salute Shang Jiyu, but why did they hesitate
"Is it true or not this time..."
"I don't know, it's hard to say."
"Just ask first, just in case!"
Shang Jiyu approached, but everyone saw that Zhuhan was not as enthusiastic as before, even very cold, "Why are you here?"
"Help you read the book, isn't it good?" Shang Jiyu asked back, and glanced at Yu Yi again.
When he said that, Xiao Shen felt very embarrassed, and shyly moved more than half of it from Dao Mi, "Look at it!"
Shang Jiyu: "..."
Shang Jiyu: "You're welcome."
He felt that he was very free and easy, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, so he simply came over in person. Fortunately, this time, Mo Jing was not as presumptuous, and just followed Xiaoshen's side.
Xiaoshen was puzzled, "The human race is really strange, it was clearly requested by you."
Yu Yi also nodded, just a little head, and her chin unconsciously rested on Xiaoshen's shoulder.
Shang Jiyu sneered in his heart, "he" is fine, this Hei Yuzhao is actually superior to him. He touched Xiaoshen's hand, and there was an exchange condition, it was very presumptuous.
But he didn't really want to make a move on this, and it made "him" cheaper. It's not good for me to fall every time...
Really annoying.
Xuan Wuzi immersed himself in the sea of spell research all night, only to feel his eyes slightly sore, rubbed his eyes, walked outside, prepared to drink some tea, and continue.
I saw that the master uncle was there, no surprise, with Zhu Han.
Xuan Wuzi trotted forward to say hello: "Brother Xiaoshen, Master Uncle..."
Shang Jiyu turned his face indifferently, caught a glimpse of Xuan Wuzi, stretched out his hand and bounced him away.
Xuan Wuzi:? ? ?
Xuan Wuzi cried out.
Xiao Shen: "..."
Yu Yi: "..."
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Shang Jiyu was upset and extremely manic.
After only staying in the book forest for half a day, the gloomy and low aura frightened many of the disciples so that they didn't dare to stay here and read.
And he didn't come here for more than a day, and he has grown old since then, and he and Zhuhan can still be heard arguing from time to time, and Xuan Wuzi's crying can be heard occasionally.
Everyone complained endlessly, and didn't know what the relationship between these two people was. It seemed to be up and down, and what role did Xuan Wuzi play in it.
Fortunately, at this time, the master uncle was called away by the suzerain, and finally everyone was at peace.
On this day, seven or eight new disciples came to Shulin, among them was Shufeng who met Xiaoshen that day. When they came in, they looked left and right, and saw Xiaoshen reading a book at his desk, the tall sword-bearer Mo Jing was grinding ink for him, and Dao Mi was also standing beside him, saying something. Several people whispered to each other and walked forward.
"Master John." Shufeng boldly strikes up a conversation with Xiaoshen.
"It's you." Xiaoshen also recognized Shufeng and his companions, after all, they could all be regarded as his bride or not, this is called Long's bride.
Looking behind them, there was no one else, "Why didn't the steward follow you this time?"
Shufeng showed a little smile, "We have all entered the Ningning Realm, each apprenticed to a teacher, and we don't live in the Moyuan anymore, and our senior brother and sister brought us here."
Those who can enter the Jingning Realm so quickly are definitely people with excellent roots. It can be imagined that after a few years, they will be the mainstay of the Yuling Sect.
Xiaoshen nodded casually.
"To tell you the truth, we admire your demeanor, talent and learning very much. Since the last time we accepted the life-saving grace of Lord Han, we dare not forget it. Apart from thanking you again this time, we also hope that after we have just stepped into the path of cultivating immortals, we can get such a gift from you." Some teachings from a senior!" Shufeng said seriously.
Dao Mi pondered in his heart, this should be a polite remark, our brother Xiaoshen is very handsome, so he just learned it... I must have imagined it after seeing Mo Jing.
Xiao Shen was also at a loss: "Teaching what?"
He even learned the word "education" from the "Dictionary of Common Etymology of the Human Race" the day before yesterday. He also heard from Dao Mi that Zhu Han has always been a half-master, and it is common for him to teach his disciples. It's just that since he took office, this is the first time someone has come to ask for advice...
Shufeng immediately said: "It's all right, whether it's dealing with people, or practicing enlightenment!"
His companion, or a senior sister, also seized the opportunity to intervene: "Mr. is in charge of Shulin, can you enlighten disciples about the relationship between Taoism and art!"
Cultivators practice Taoism, practice art, and use Tao to control art.
For beginners, the origin of the two will make them a little confused. After all, there are so many dazzled Taoism and magic techniques, and it seems that each of them is very important.
"This." Xiaoshen raised his face and thought for a while, "Of course it is to establish the way before practicing the art. If you want to practice the art, the kung fu is still to come."
Xiaoshen spoke a few plain words, but the faces of Shufeng and his party did not change. They were not disillusioned with the object of worship as Daomi thought, and they were even regarded as treasures. , let us suddenly see the light!"
Dao Mi also nodded secretly, Brother Xiaoshen is really powerful, although what he said was in plain language, he was very precise, after all, he is someone who can challenge across borders with illusion. These disciples are all talented people, and they can probably benefit a lot from them.
"The Tao comes first, and the art is beyond the law. You have been taught!" The female disciple who asked the question also thanked shyly, and extracted the meaning of Xiaoshen's words, "I will definitely copy it on the desk when I go back, and remind myself from time to time."
But Shufeng gave her a dissatisfied look, "How can you tamper with Zhuhan's words, what Zhuhan said is clearly 'before practicing martial arts, you must establish the way, and you must practice spells, and the kung fu is still to come'!"!"
The female disciple was taken aback, and immediately said: "That's right, I was wrong, I changed it without authorization, and lost my mind, I will definitely copy it down without changing a single word!"
Daomi: "..."
What's wrong with these people, they clearly summed it up pretty well, just now he even thought that these few words could be publicized, to wash Brother Xiaoshen's reputation, what are they doing
No need, really no need.
Shufeng seemed to know his doubts, smiled at him, and said: "We have heard some rumors that the master is illiterate in writing and ink these days, but we don't believe it at all. It’s contrary, and it’s also contrary to what we’ve seen of Lord John.”
In the eyes of these disciples, Xiao Shen is fully worthy of the position of Master John!
If Shang Jiyu is Xiaoshen's moon on the sea, then Xiaoshen is their mountain snow. The first time I saw him, I looked up to him, and I was even more impressed after being rescued.
With preconceived ideas and various coincidences, they were willing to think better of Xiaoshen, and they discussed it many times in private.
What Xiao Shen said just now deepened their thoughts, and they realized that Zhu Han is a wonderful person, different from the vulgar.
"Master Han is clearly able to say such essential words. The so-called lack of literacy is just eclectic. Doesn't it have to be hard on words to show a thousand-year-old background? Written and spoken, isn't it for people to understand." Shufeng admired, "It's a pity that some people don't understand Zhuhan, the vulgar is the elegant, the avenue is as simple as it is, and it's back to the basics!"
The others nodded one after another, and added a few more words, elevating Xiaoshen infinitely, indicating that the main reason for forcing people to recite the poems of Yun Ziran's real person must be to let them realize the Tao. Follow it.
In the end, he bowed deeply, and said embarrassedly: "The disciple interprets it without authorization, the master is not to blame."
Dao Mi was really dumbfounded by this explanation. These are the mainstays of our Yuling Sect in the future
The imagination of these people kept him from returning to his senses for a long time, but when he thought about it carefully, there was a complete logic of his own. If he hadn't witnessed the whole process, he would have believed it... I couldn't help but look at Brother Xiaoshen, what do you think of Yulingzong? What did the young seedlings do
I saw that Xiaoshen was also a little surprised, and seemed to ponder over this upside-down interpretation of black and white before saying: "... Oh, it's okay, it's okay."
Daomi: "..."
Brother Xiaoshen, don’t you know what’s going on? You can call it whatever you want? ! !
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