Jianfeng's music,? With the passage of time day by day. From the cheerful music at the beginning, it has become the sad and sad music now.
Anyone passing by would want to know which disciple of Jianfeng was hurt by someone.
After knowing that the person was Zhu Siyuan, everyone had only one reaction, that's all right.
It doesn't matter to the disciples outside,? But the disciples of Jianfeng have been tortured a lot recently.
From sleep-promoting and comfortable music,? to lively and cheerful music,? to now sad and painful music, Jianfeng's disciples have already felt in a trance. Master Uncle felt that his practice was painful, but in fact, the people they listened to were also very painful, and they almost went into a madness when they practiced.
The master and uncle didn't know it at all, and they kept expressing their emotions through music. Why bother to kill each other? Could the master let the master and uncle go, let them go, and give them a way out.
Elder Tong didn't want to let Zhu Siyuan go. He not only supervised Wu Siyuan to learn how to play music, but also forced Wu Siyuan to pick up a sword that didn't suit him at all.
"I didn't swing five hundred times today, no,? One thousand times, don't stop and rest!" Elder Tong took out his own guzheng, said to Wu Siyuan, and prepared to play the piano himself.
"I've had enough of your piano sound, let me listen to it next, what is real music." Elder Tong has already adjusted the sound and is about to play.
Wu Siyuan didn't know if he had misread it, but Senior Brother Zhang Kang, who was standing at the side, seemed to froze for a moment, and then his expression became a little subtle.
Soon, Senior Brother Zhang Kang saluted Elder Tong, and then left as quickly as if there was a beast behind him.
Wu Siyuan had an ominous premonition, and soon, this ominous premonition came true.
Wu Siyuan knew it when Elder Tong plucked the first string.
This is revenge, naked revenge!
Wearing a mask of pain, Wu Siyuan held back, gritted his teeth and swung his sword.
In Jianfeng, apart from the internal affairs disciples, there is no longer any disciples practicing.
Today, Jianfeng disciples who are known as cultivators can be seen in various places of Yuqingzong.
It's really not easy to see so many at once. They look like they have experienced something terrible.
The head of the sect, Xi Zimo, has been paying attention to Jianfeng's movements, but because of Elder Tong's warning, he did not approach.
But today so many sword cultivators came out, and even Elder Tong's big apprentice Zhang Kang looked like he had survived the catastrophe, which made Xi Zimo very disturbed.
"Uncle Zhang, what happened to Jianfeng? Where's Uncle Zhu?"
Zhang Kang breathed a sigh of relief, "No...it's nothing serious." It's better not to mention the insignificant shortcomings of his master. He hastened to add, "Junior Brother Zhu, he should... be fine, nothing happened. Master is still watching him practice sword!" Yes, Junior Brother Zhu is practicing sword seriously, and nothing terrible will happen.
Seeing Zhang Kang's guilty look, Xi Zimo didn't believe it at all.
Xi Zimo wanted to go to Jianfeng to see what happened, he would never let his uncle be wronged there. How could they be wronged in other places for their little uncle who had spoiled him for so many years!
Gu Feiyu's white-eyed wolf doesn't count, that's what the uncle asked for.
Xi Zimo didn't dare to openly attack Gu Feiyu and the others before his uncle said he could attack them.
In case the uncle regrets it, where can he find another Gu Feiyu to entertain the uncle.
Yes, although Xi Zimo knew that Gu Feiyu's group of white-eyed wolves had deceived his simple uncle, but these white-eyed wolves were probably his uncle's pastime.
The road to longevity is long, and people like Uncle Shi who have no desires, no desire for cultivation and ascension, have no spiritual sustenance, and it is difficult to continue living.
I thought my uncle really liked that Gu Feiyu, but now it seems that he is not, maybe he just likes to find a good-looking person to coax him.
While thinking about it, Xi Zimo hurriedly flew towards Jianfeng with his sword.
Zhang Kang obstructed him intentionally or unintentionally, which made Xi Zimo think that Zhu Siyuan was being bullied.
Until, he went to the sky above Jianfeng.
A piece of music almost made him fall from the ceiling. Looking at Zhang Kang's distorted expression again, Xi Zimo asked uncertainly, "Master Zhang, did you just say... Elder Tong is watching Master Zhu practice his sword?"
Zhang Kang closed his eyes in pain and nodded heavily.
Xi Zimo asked again: "The rest of Jianfeng seem to have gone out suddenly today?"
Zhang Kang nodded again, and tried to pretend to look at other scenery.
Xi Zimo said quietly: "So... is it Elder Tong who is playing the piano?" Otherwise, why didn't Zhang Kang let him rush to rescue the uncle, it made sense, Elder Tong's music is really terrible.
It's just that the uncle who was practicing swords on the side, wouldn't it be miserable
After seeing Zhang Kang's confession, Xi Zimo couldn't take it anymore, and rushed to Jianfeng to rescue Zhu Siyuan.
When Xi Zimo found Zhu Siyuan, he had already seen him sitting on the ground weakly. Elder Tong has already stopped his magic sound attack.
In addition to being tired and mentally tortured, Wu Siyuan was also exhausted from swinging a sword.
He sat on the ground without any image, hammering his arms and shoulders with his fists.
When he saw Xi Zimo coming, he almost burst into tears.
Aren't the first two worlds the metamorphosis of the protagonists
How he came to this world became his metamorphosis.
It was so painful, really painful. Isn't the original owner just a mascot? Why should the mascot practice now!
Wu Siyuan couldn't accept this gap, he really didn't want to work hard.
Just as Xi Zimo was about to open his mouth, he heard Elder Tong snorting coldly, "Hmph, a loving mother with many failures, you are talking about the master who is in charge of your sect. He only swung his sword a thousand times, and he wants to cry for such a big man. Shame!"
Xi Zimo was stunned for a moment, the uncle wanted to cry, isn't it because Elder Tong, your piano sound is too unpleasant
This kind of piano sound, if a child hears it, can he cry for three days and three nights
He looked at Zhu Siyuan in confusion, hoping that his uncle could express his grievances.
Wu Siyuan took a deep breath, yes, at his age, it doesn't seem good to cry in front of the juniors. However, he is really tired.
Wu Siyuan had no choice but to whisper: "Nephew, I'm tired." If possible, take me away quickly.
Xi Zimo was a little surprised by Zhu Siyuan's change. If before, the uncle had already started arguing to leave, now he just said he was tired
Seeing that Wu Siyuan was still hammering himself, Xi Zimo hurried over, squatted down, and massaged Wu Siyuan.
"Uncle Master has worked hard, nephew will give you a good massage."
Thinking that Uncle Shi seemed to like listening to others coaxing him and bragging about himself, Xi Zimo continued, "Uncle Shi is too powerful. He can swing a sword a thousand times since he just started practicing. In time, Uncle Shi will definitely be a powerful sword cultivator."
Thinking of Zhu Siyuan's half bucket of piano skills, compared with Elder Tong's playing, it was already at the level of the sounds of nature, Xi Zimo said quickly, "Plus, Uncle Shi, you are a music repairer, the combination of music and swordsmanship will definitely be able to shine Brilliant."
Wu Siyuan opened his mouth in surprise, his nephew is too good at bragging. What Uncle Tong said before, their Jianfeng, the disciples who just started, started with 10,000 sword swings. But now, in Xi Zimo's mouth, swinging a sword a thousand times is awesome
Also, his soft and useless music can be combined with the sword technique that he has not learned at all, making it shine? It's over, it's over.
Elder Tong just hummed on the sidelines, but he didn't intend to stop Xi Zimo from continuing to brag.
Maybe, he really can
Wu Siyuan thought about it seriously again, he really couldn't.
Wu Siyuan once again envied the original owner with his real name, and he really wanted to feel if he could be piled on the Nascent Soul again. Please, let him try.
The ruthlessness of reality kept hitting Wu Siyuan, and Xi Zimo, who hadn't sensed Wu Siyuan's real needs at all, felt very moved.
His uncle is finally willing to practice.
Before his master ascended, apart from kicking him from the sect, he also emphasized on taking good care of Master Zhu.
"My junior brother is just spoiled. From now on, Zimo will take care of you. You can take care of him as we did before. If he wants to practice, he can practice. If he doesn't want to practice, he can do whatever he likes."
Xi Zimo really wanted his uncle to practice hard and then ascend to the ascension, although this wish was out of reach. But now, after being stimulated by those white-eyed wolves, the uncle is finally willing to practice. A bit reluctant, but it's a good start.
Thinking of this, Xi Zimo no longer blamed Elder Tong for his magic voice.
Anyway, Elder Tong is his uncle, so it's better to save face. Maybe, where he couldn't stop his cultivation, he suddenly ascended, and he could ask Elder Tong to take good care of his uncle.
Judging from Elder Tong's current attitude, he should be able to take good care of the uncle.
After all, he is the elder of the uncle, and finally there is someone who can ruthlessly supervise the cultivation of the uncle, and only Elder Tong is the only one.
Wu Siyuan is a bit unlovely, this nephew is really unreliable, he can't understand his thoughts at all, he can't understand at all, he is really not a smart person.
No wonder the original owner would rather be coaxed by Gu Feiyu. After all, what Gu Feiyu said was what Zhu Siyuan wanted to hear.
I don't know why the original owner was willing to give up this body. Before the original owner left the customs, he lived so well. In fact, after leaving the customs, the original owner still had a good life.
After Wu Siyuan knew that his cultivation had to continue, he had no choice but to accept the reality.
"Nephew, I am tired and want to eat, go and bring me some delicious food."
Since he can't escape, he accepts it, but he should try his best to get some benefits.
This Jianfeng, a group of sword cultivators who only know how to practice hard, don't know how to enjoy at all. Xi Zimo knew what the original owner liked to eat, so he just brought it over.
When Xi Zimo left, Wu Siyuan asked by the way, "Now that guy is already a teacher, so he and his fiancé, wouldn't it be unreasonable? The master and the apprentice have a marriage contract, which is considered a disregard for ethics." Moral?"
Hmph, what Gu Feiyu said about the original owner in the plot, I will say what he said about him, if you don't die, you count me as the loser!