Gong Wei took a half step back, his smile dissipated in an instant, and he said politely, "This disciple has seen Master."
The backlight couldn't see Xu Shuangce's expression clearly, and it took a long time to see him lift his foot, cross the threshold, and enter the house.
Although Gong Wei lives in a side hall, there is indeed only one wall away from the inner room of the main hall. The layout is leisurely and elegant, which is completely Xu Shuangce's personal style - black jade is the building, whale bone is the beam, blue silk is the curtain, and the bamboo forest and phoenix are outside the window. The tail is dense, and the wind blows and there is a rustling sound.
Gong Wei only saw Xu Shuangce's pair of white boots that were not stained with dust on the bright paulownia floor, walked around in a leisurely circle, and then sat down at the table, he didn't see what happened just now. Things in general:
"Have you finished the book you've memorized?"
Gong Wei lowered his head and said, "This disciple is stupid."
Xu Shuangce didn't seem to hear, and said, "Come back and listen."
An Xianmen dossier like "Dinghun Zhu" cannot be read by mortals, because each rune must be infused with spiritual power to read it. Those with insufficient spiritual energy cannot even recite the dossier as it is, let alone read it. back.
Gong Wei calmly recited the first two sentences, stopped to think for a moment, and then recited the third sentence. Then he stammered back and forth, until he stopped completely after four or five sentences, and said ashamedly: "Master, forgive me, the disciple's cultivation base is shallow, and he only recites so much."
"there is none left?"
"there is none left."
Xu Shuangce tapped twice on the table with four fingers in turn, as if he was pondering something, and suddenly said, "Come here."
Gong Wei bowed his head meekly and stepped forward, but before he had time to look up, his jaw suddenly became cold, and Xu Shuangce's strong fingers pulled it up abruptly, and was forced to bump into the pair of dark pupils in front of him:
"My teacher only asked you to learn the first volume of Ding Soul Note, but you didn't even memorize the first paragraph. How should you be punished?"
Gong Wei remained motionless: "The disciple is stupid, but please ask Master to ask the guilt."
"Are you really stupid? Maybe it's not for the sake of the teacher."
"Reporting to the respected master, the disciple has not been able to form a pill for many years, and the whole sect knows it. The disciple is really ashamed!"
"… "
The two were so close to each other that even the slightest breath was clearly discernible.
Xu Shuangce suddenly said, "Come with me."
Gong Wei's wrist tightened, and he was pulled out of the door staggeringly, heading straight for the main hall.
Xu Shuangce is tall and has long legs and a fast pace. Gong Wei has to walk and run to keep up with him. After walking along the bluestone promenade with hundreds of turns and thousands of times, the vision suddenly widened, and the mountain wind was blowing. Arrived in front of the main entrance of Xuanji Hall!
Rows of broad white marble long steps descended, Xu Shuangce stopped his steps and stood at the top of the steps, the wind raised his majestic and broad white gold robe:
"The aptitude is dull and I don't know how to work hard, so what should I blame for making the teacher full of expectations?"
"Xiang Xiaoyuan" murmured for a while, his eyes were red, and he thought that when did you, this cheap master, look forward to me so much: "Brother, this disciple is wrong, please forgive me, next time, I will never dare..."
Xu Shuangce said coldly: "Being a teacher is clearly rewarded and punished, and you must not be easily forgiven."
- Can't be easily forgiven
Gong Wei Yuguang glanced at the endless jade steps behind Xu Shuangce. The majestic layers were layered. At the end, he passed through the peach blossom forest, which was the way down the mountain. A shocking guess suddenly appeared in his heart.
"... Master... Does Master want to expel the disciple from the master's door?"
Gong Wei shook his head in disbelief, then his knees softened, and he threw himself on the ground, with vivid tears in his eyes: "Don't do it, Master! Although the disciple has a bad reputation, it is useless, and it is cowardly and lazy. , Everyone outside is ashamed... But the disciple really admires the majesty of the master! Please don't expel the disciple and drive him down the mountain!"
Xu Shuangce lowered his eyes under Gong Wei's hopeful gaze, his expression indifferent: "The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot escape."
Then he paused for a while and said:
"And punish you to clean up these nine long steps, the broom is there."
"… "
After a long silence, Gong Wei trembled: "Huh?"
·
Half an hour later, the dean of the palace held a long broom and said expressionlessly:
shuh-shuh-
Outside the gate of Xuanji Hall, there are nine stages of jade steps, each with nine floors and nine levels on each floor. It is as white as snow without a trace of variegation. In the distance, the peach blossoms are as vast as the sea, and when a gust of wind blows, they flutter in the corners of the eaves, the promenade, and under his feet.
Xu Shuang plans to fly immortals outside the sky, and his bedroom is also colorful, not like the human world.
So Gong Wei swiped for half an hour, but couldn't clean up the peach petals that kept floating.
"Here," Xu Shuangce motioned to his feet.
Sect Master Xu actually moved a table to the entrance of the main hall, sat at the top of the long steps, read a book, and personally guided the work between page turning and tea tasting. He was probably used to being the center of everyone's eyes, and couldn't stand the slightest bit of alienation or neglect; as long as Gong Wei stepped down and swept out three feet away, he would hear a sympathetic voice above his head: "Here—"
Then, the full of resentment of the Grand Dean of the Palace, like a punctured ball, slammed clean, and carried a broom obediently to his side to clean the soles of Sect Master Xu's noble feet.
Xu Shuangce smelled of white sandalwood covered with ice crystals after the first snow in winter. Gong Wei was ignorant when he was young, and often came to hear it. Once Xu Shuangce came to Daishan Xianmeng as a guest, and was hung by his hands around his neck for half an hour. Sect Master Xu's endurance is amazing. During the period, he should drink tea and drink tea. What should he do? Gong Wei, who is usually a pendant, was finally torn off by Ying Kai, who came to hear the news.
This man does have extraordinary patience. That year, he taught Gong Wei to write his own name by hand, and he repeated it more than ten times. Although the requirements were strict, he was not impatient at all. Later, Gong Wei always felt that if Xu Shuangce was willing to accept apprentices, he must have been a very patient master, but unfortunately, he did not see Sect Master Xu accepting apprentices until the year he died.
"—'Dao Companion'," Xu Shuangce turned over a page of the book and said suddenly.
Gong Wei came back to his senses, and his heart skipped a beat.
Xu Shuangce said lightly, "Do you know what Dao Companion means?"
Gong Wei hesitated for a moment, then cautiously said: "The like-minded, the fate of the law, can be together to witness the Dao, so it is called Dao Companion."
"Then do you know what kind of person can become a Taoist companion?"
Gong Wei thought for a while, "The spiritual roots and the sea of consciousness complement each other, and the four pillars and eight characters are compatible?"
Xu Shuangce was silent.
"The yin and yang of spiritual power complement each other, and double cultivation can achieve twice the result with half the effort?"
Xu Shuangce was still undecided.
I don't know why, Gong Wei felt that his eyes were almost gloomy at the moment, but if you look closely, the face that has been frozen for a long time is clear and has not changed at all.
"... A well-known and upright family, the right family? Need to get the consent of the master and elders? Before forming a Taoist partner, you need to observe the etiquette, and then report to the Immortal Alliance, and then announce it to the world?"
After going on, Gong Wei was about to search his bowels and scrape his stomach, but after a long silence, Xu Shuangce closed his eyes and exhaled.
"Forget." He whispered, "You don't understand at all."
Gong Wei frowned, recalling the Taoist scriptures he had read in his previous life, completely ignorant of what he did not understand - just at this moment, Xu Shuangce looked up at him, and the conversation changed:
"Do you know why the teacher didn't expel you from the sect and put you back down the mountain?"
Finally no longer discussing the dangerous topic of Yuchixiao, Gong Wei immediately bowed sincerely: "Disciple does not know, please ask Master to show you."
Xu Shuangce said: "Although you are a half-demon, you can't form elixir, and you are destined to be unable to go further on the long journey of immortality; but as a teacher, you should teach others without distinction, be virtuous, and teach others tirelessly."
"Master is wise."
"Children are playful and do not know how to be diligent. They should be small punishments and big admonitions. As a teacher, I hope you can use this as a driving force. From tomorrow onwards, you must combine work and rest, and you must also focus on learning. Do you understand?"
Gong Wei was moved: "Disciple understands!"
Xu Shuangce said "um", looked at the book and waved his hand.
Gong Wei immediately dragged his broom back three steps, lowered his head and started to sweep the steps, and instantly swept out a distance of ten feet.
At this moment, Wen Xiuyang suddenly appeared at the end of the long steps in the distance. He strode up the snow-white jade steps and saluted Xu Shuangce at the top as he walked: "Disciple pays homage to Sect Master! Sect Master, Junior Brother Sheng, he—"
Wen Xiuyang's voice stopped abruptly with his footsteps, and he looked at Gong Wei, who was holding a broom and buried his head above the steps in shock, as if he was dreaming: "You... what are you doing?"
Gong Wei respectfully gave a deep salute: "Hello, Senior Brother, I saw that the steps of Master's bedroom are dirty, I'm here to sweep the floor for Master."
Wen Xiuyang: "..."
Xu Shuangce asked from a distance, "What's the matter?"
Wen Xiuyang hurriedly stepped forward, lifted his robe and knelt down: "Report to Sect Master, Junior Brother Sheng's seven-day sentence has expired, can he be released from Hanshan Prison?"
Gong Wei took a deep breath when he heard Hanshan Prison.
All the famous immortal sects have all kinds of punishment places that are transformed with extremely harsh methods. On the one hand, they punish the children who have violated the sect rules and family rules. Painful. The "Eight Prisons" set up by the Cangyang Sect are precisely for this purpose.
Gong Wei was forced to visit Hanshan Prison, one of the "Eight Prisons" in his previous life. It was a period when the relationship between the two people was extremely deteriorated after the unfortunate death of "Mrs. Xu". However, the cowardly Gong Wei just likes to run to death in the middle of the night. One night he came to play with Xu Shuangce again, and happened to meet Xu Shuangce who was borrowing wine to paint a portrait of his deceased wife; Gong Wei just objectively commented on "the painting is not like it" and asked kindly, "Do you need me to draw a frontal portrait for you? ”, Xu Shuangce drew his sword in anger and stabbed him in the eye. Gong Wei, who was covering his right eye, still didn't give up, and came up to tease him and wanted to kiss him, but the enraged Sect Master Xu picked up the back of his neck and flew his sword all the way to the top of Hanshan Prison—if he hadn't slipped fast, Almost got thrown in.
With such a cultivation, President Gong sneezed for half a month after slipping back to the Immortal League. It can be seen what would happen if someone actually entered the Hanshan Prison for seven days.
Xu Shuangce turned the page again and said, "Let's take a look."
Wen Xiuyang immediately nodded, then raised his hand and shouted, "Get up!"
A visible magic formation spread out in mid-air, and opposite was the gloomy and green cold mountain ice pool, and the demonic wind burst into the wailing of thousands of ghosts. A young disciple with white frost on his face and blue blood vessels appearing all over his body was wearing only a single shirt. When he saw Xu Shuangce, he immediately trembled and wanted to get up. "Disciple worship, worship... meet the sect master!"
Gong Wei looked him up and down a few times, thinking that this little brother is really a bit miserable, the cold has already entered his heart, although the skills must be improved under the urging of the extremely painful external environment, but in the future for a long time, he will be plagued by pain. There are still a few days when life is better than death. He recognized that this man was one of the eight disciples guarding the temple. He should be a young junior apprentice who ranked seventh or eighth. He couldn't help but wonder, how much of a mistake did he have to make to be punished so heavily
Xu Shuangce asked, "You know what's wrong?"
The young man's tongue was frozen, and he couldn't even speak completely: "Brother... This disciple is stupid. He couldn't memorize the entire sword-washing book for three days in a row, and he lived up to the high expectations of the sect master. The disciple should be punished!!"
Gong Wei: "..."
Xu Shuangce said: "If you know that you are stupid, you should be more diligent. Go back to study hard, and take the exam again in three days. If it fails, the punishment will be doubled."
The young disciple immediately kowtowed, but as a result, he couldn't get up after kowtowing, and was rushed forward by several attendants, and the Formation Formation disappeared.
Xu Shuangce turned his eyes and asked unhurriedly, "My disciple, what's the matter with you?"
"… "
Gong Wei stood there with a pale face, hesitating to speak.
After a long while, he finally took a deep breath, bowed his face with sincerity, and said emotionally: "—Master! The disciple is suddenly thirsty for knowledge, and desperately wants to go back and memorize the soul note. The disciple feels that this time, he will definitely be able to live up to the respect of the master!"
Xu Shuangce frowned: "Why does my disciple force me like this, didn't I just say that I want to combine work and rest?"
Gong Wei immediately said, "No, no, the master's kindness to the disciple is as heavy as a mountain, and the disciple really dare not live up to it!!"
Wen Xiuyang stood dumbfounded: "…"
Xu Shuangce then stopped and waved his hand happily: "My disciple is so diligent, I feel very relieved for the teacher. Go."
Gong Wei didn't need him to say another word, and fled away with a broom.
·
Gong Wei has been fast at everything since elementary school. When he was picked up by Ying Kai on Mount Dai, he couldn't even say a word, but then he practiced the Secret Scroll of Xianmen, but it was similar to other things. . Back then, there was an evil cultivator in the Beiling Mountains who founded the "Fuguimen", secretly practicing a forbidden technique specially used to summon ghosts and temper ghosts, which is called the Great Magic Mantra of Yin and Yang Chaos. After Ying Kai learned of it, he personally raided the house, but the evil repair dog jumped over the wall and burned the entire carriage's forbidden art scriptures with a golden fire in an attempt to destroy the evidence. Unexpectedly, Gong Wei was very bored at the time. He peeked at all the bamboo slips before the fire, and he recited them in a flash. After returning to the Immortal League, he took a pen and wrote all the scriptures in one go. This is the evidence to determine the head of the sect. crime.
But he learns things quickly, which does not mean that he can learn things quickly from "Xiaoyuan".
Gong Wei lit the lamp and fought at night, painstakingly and painstakingly recited, and the lingering voice lingered around the beam. The Xuanji Hall in the middle of the night was empty and quiet. Xu Shuangce was writing silently under the lamp, only to hear the cadence of reading in the side hall from afar. It was high, low, resentful, and impassioned, as if two hundred frogs were pulling in the lotus pond. He shouted loudly; Wen Xiuyang, who was standing behind the pillar, gritted his teeth and endured for a while, and finally couldn't hold back: "Sect Master, do you want a disciple to go—"
"Need not."
Xu Shuangce's silhouette was as young and straight as a sword's edge, and he couldn't see his expression clearly in the candlelight, only the rustling sound of the wolf's hair on the end of the paper could be heard.
Wen Xiuyang silently recited the meditation mantra three times in his head, but the screeching magic sound in the distance kept digging into his ears, and finally he couldn't bear it again: "Sect Master, not as good as a disciple..."
Xu Shuangce raised his eyelids and his eyes were bone-chillingly cold: "What's the matter?"
A chill that came from nowhere suddenly rose from his heart, blocking what he was about to say.
"No, nothing." Wen Xiuyang's throat slid hard, and he racked his brains for a few seconds, and said in a hurry: "Just... I suddenly remembered that the sect master no longer wears a sword with him."
There was no answer from above.
"Okay, it seems that I haven't seen it since I came back from Linjiang Capital. I don't know if the Sect Master entrusted the Divine Sword to the Tianji Pagoda. The disciple was just thinking..."
"Really," Xu Shuangce interrupted Wen Xiuyang's increasingly dry explanation.
Then he was silent for a moment before saying, "If you can't listen, then go first."
Wen Xiuyang didn't dare to tell the difference, he saluted without saying a word, and stepped back out of the high and empty main hall.
The side hall in the distance is brightly lit, and the sound of reading aloud to Xiang Xiaoyuan, full of emotion and struggling, can be heard in the distance. The volume is enough for one person to read an entire school. Anyone who comes here will endure a toothache and praise the child for his hard work. Wen Xiuyang walked along the promenade for a while. For some reason, he kept thinking about the little things that had happened these days. The more he thought about it, the more strange it became. , but can't understand anything.
He couldn't help but stood still and looked towards the side hall, his eyes suddenly fixed.
Under the moonlight, the double-eaved glazed top reflects a cyan halo, and the stone pillars along the white marble promenade are from near to far. At the end of the promenade, outside the hall, dim lights from the sill panes revealed a heavy silhouette under the doorstep.
It is Sect Master Xu.
Facing the door of the hall, Xu Shuangce stood silently under the steps. In the moon shadow, his back, shoulder line and even jawbone seemed to be very tight, so tight that people suddenly gave birth to a very strange feeling; but the upper half of his face was completely hidden in the dark.
After a long time, his robe finally moved, and he slowly stepped up the steps, reaching out as if to open the hall door.
- With this movement, his eyes hidden in the shadows finally fell into Wen Xiuyang's sight.
Dang!
Seeing this moment, Wen Xiuyang stepped back half a step in horror, the jade pendant around his waist slammed into the stone pillar, Xu Shuangce's movements suddenly stopped!
"… "
The world seemed to freeze, Wen Xiuyang's pupils shrank, and his mind went blank.
Every nerve was clamoring for him to avoid him immediately, but the fact was that he couldn't even turn his eyes away, he could only watch Xu Shuangce turn his head, and those dark eyes glanced at him inexplicably.
Then he just walked down the steps, walking calmly, turning and leaving without saying a word.
It wasn't until the back figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor that Wen Xiuyang suddenly came back to his senses and staggered back half a step to stand firm.
He was the only one left in the courtyard late at night, and the sound of reading aloud in the distance continued. The night wind blew, and Wen Xiuyang shuddered suddenly, only to realize that he was sweating through his heavy clothes, and the broken jade pendant fell into several pieces and fell beside his feet.
He leaned over to pick up the broken jade, his fingers trembled slightly because of his surprise, and the eyes that Xu Shuangce had when he stretched out his hand to the hidden hall door kept coming up in his mind—
If it wasn't for knowing that this was Cangyang Mountain, he would even think that the dignified Cangyang Sect Master was possessed by some evil thing.
Those eyes seemed to be like a demon beast who was desperate to the extreme in the cage and was on the verge of going mad.