Mu Yu was indeed beaten badly this time. Although he didn't move his muscles and bones, his whole body was bruised and purple like his face, and there was nothing good about it.
Although he was run over by the disciples of Danding City in his previous life, at least he didn't do anything blatantly. However, it's better to come with such a clear sword and sharp gun than the fool who was usually played to death in the previous life. And Xie Zhiwei didn't lie to him, but he didn't hesitate to offend the Bai family and his son to protect him.
Thinking of Xie Zhiwei, Mu Yu was moved for a while. At this time, Xie Zhiwei was sitting in front of his couch, one of the two little Taoist boys carried the water basin outside, and the other cleaned up the debris on the table.
Xie Zhiwei said to him both: "Ah Yao, Ah Yuan, go and rest, there is nothing else to do here."
Xiao Daotong responded, and went out respectfully.
Mu Yu noticed that Xie Zhiwei was deliberately turning away others, and when the door was closed, he said obediently: "What orders does Master have for this disciple?" As he spoke, he leaned on the bed and wanted to sit up.
Xie Zhiwei stretched out his hand to push him back, and smiled slightly: "You are so cute."
Although it was just touching the shoulder with fingertips, somehow, this action made the place on Mu Xi's shoulder suddenly warm up.
On the way back from outside the city, his consciousness was fuzzy, and he would remember that Xie Zhiwei kept him in his arms when he was holding the sword. Immediately, the places on Mu Xi that Xie Zhiwei touched felt a little strange.
Xie Zhiwei tapped his forehead again: "Your face is so red, could it be that you have a cold?" It's bad, bad, the male lead shouldn't make trouble at this time. The copy of Xuanyun Sword Sect hasn't been played yet, cheer up, hey!
Mu Yu was shocked, his face became even redder, and he said unconsciously: "It seems..." Although he didn't know why his face was hot because of embarrassment, after all, he really liked the way the master greeted him. If he really had a cold, wouldn't Master treat him even more...
Xie Zhiwei sighed: "I wanted to pass on the classics of cultivation to you, since that's the case, then I'll talk about it another day."
When Mu Kui heard this, he immediately sat up and took a deep breath in pain. Seeing Xie Zhiwei's concerned eyes for a moment, he hurriedly said, "My disciple said, it doesn't seem to be serious. Master, you can see that the disciple can sit up. Besides, cultivation is more important, and the disciple will never slack off because of a little injury."
As expected of the hero, for revenge, even if he was beaten half to death, he never forgot to improve his abilities.
Xie Zhiwei nodded in relief, and took out two scrolls from his sleeve.
This heart method was divided into two parts by the original owner Xie Zhiwei, which seem to be independent articles but actually complement each other. The copy that was taken away by Bai Yu in the previous life was the upper part, while what Mu Ku got was the lower part. Now Xie Zhiwei just went along with the flow and gave him all the upper and lower parts.
Anyway, everything will belong to the male lead in the future, and it doesn't make any difference whether it's early or late. When it is handed over to Daozong a year later, only the upper part will do. At that time, Bai Yu must not be the only one who reads this mental method, so Yan Zhifei will definitely not be killed by Bai Yu's sneak attack, and Xia Zhiqi will not die either.
It's just a domino effect.
But Xie Zhiwei likes to hear it, so it proves his necessity in the plot? Laozi is not given a role in the script? It doesn't matter, if there are no lines, I will still grab the trick for you.
Mu Yu took the scroll. Although his face was calm, the blood all over his body was boiling, as if he had seen the situation where he would step on the corpses of the Bai family father and son in the future.
Xie Zhiwei exhorted: "This secret must be unique in the world, do you understand?" You must practice hard, male lead, and don't fall into the hands of "bad guys", or you won't be happy enough to reach the top in the future, you know! The system does not allow spoilers, this is the only thing a teacher can do.
But Mu Xi heard another meaning, the master gave him this unique treasure so quickly, which shows that the master attaches great importance to him. So he nodded fiercely: "The disciple must keep it properly! Practice hard!"
No matter how he understood it, Xie Zhiwei was very satisfied with this answer.
When Mu Yu was about to say some more words of thanks, the black lotus in his consciousness began to move slowly, as if he had something to say.
Mu Xi carefully hid the scroll next to his body, but in fact the scroll had flowed into the storage ring given to him by the Black Lotus Specter. Then he made a weak look, slowly lay back on the couch, called Master, and then slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Xie Zhiwei sneered inwardly.
Pretending to be dizzy and pretending to be pretty, brother Naihe has read the script. Sending such a valuable cheat book, it must be the person in Hei Lian who wants to tell him something.
Xie Zhiwei felt the pulse pretendingly, and said to himself: "So I fell asleep."
No matter what, the trip to the Xuanyun Sword Sect must be put on the agenda as soon as possible. These days, get some good things to supplement him, so he can't go on the road half dead. Otherwise, when others saw it, they would think it was the good guy Xie Zhiwei who abused his apprentice.
"Have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow as a teacher."
Xie Zhiwei smiled and closed the door gently, feeling very tired.
Because of Xie Zhiwei's profound skills, he can hardly hear it when he walks. Mu He waited for a long time to make sure he was gone, and then whispered: "Senior, have you read that scroll?"
The voice was a little emotional: "Xie Zhiwei treated you really well, and even took out the bottom of the box."
Mu Kui's heart was hanging high, and he immediately put it down steadily. "Master, really... so there are still good people in this world."
The other party hesitated and said: "Once this mental method is practiced, it will definitely cause a sensation in the world. Xie Zhiwei has had no desires for hundreds of years, and he doesn't necessarily care about the jade plaque on your body. How could he treat you like this alone?"
Mu Yu became nervous again: "Master said that I am a genius of cultivation, isn't it because of this?"
"You have a mixture of two bloodlines, holy and demonic, and you can get twice the result with half the effort. But the bloodline of the Demonic Sect is sealed, and if it wasn't for me, I wouldn't be able to see it in your spiritual consciousness. He Xie Zhiwei hasn't known you for a long time, so how could he notice it?"
"Could it be... Master is also reborn?"
The man denied it immediately: "It is absolutely impossible. The death energy of this black lotus can only regenerate one person. If I hadn't damaged my soul in order to break through the mystery and unite with it, I would have used it by myself, and it would be your turn?"
Mu Yu looked at the light-transmitting pane, the wind was blowing, bamboo shadows were scattered, and they swayed unevenly, like a crow-blue Taoist robe swaying at one corner.
After a long time, Mu Yu said in a low voice: "If this is the case, please don't doubt Master any more, senior."
The man was taken aback for a moment, and then mocked: "Why, you were bought so soon?"
"Buying?" Mu Yu's eyes became firmer, "It's better to say that I have no reason to doubt Master."
"It's true... this person is unpredictable. Could it be that there are really selfless fools in the world?" The man pondered: "Forget it, play it by ear. Do you need to take care of those who will attack you today?"
"Thank you, senior. Of course we have to take care of it." Mu Yu's face turned cold, "But not now."
Now that they are in Zhuoji City, if something happens to those few people, the Bai family father and son will inevitably seize the opportunity and pour dirty water on Master.
There is ample time.
Xie Zhiwei clicked on the system: "Grass python hero, where?"
There was an immediate response: "My idol, Cheese came to you in the plot today, and then there was a blur, what happened?"
Xie Zhiwei told him about "persuading" Bai Yu.
The other side was silent for a long time, and then heard the voice of the grass python hero slapping his thigh: "It's fun! That's how it should be! The plot is going too fast, it's so fast."
Xie Zhiwei didn't wait for him to finish his excitement, and interrupted abruptly: "Don't yell, let's not talk about that cat's moth. You mentioned it in the original text of Xuanyun Sword School, what the hell is it?"
"Let me tell you about idols." Hero Cao Mang cleared his throat, "This is called blank space. I didn't write it out, it was to give everyone a room for imagination, and it will have endless aftertaste."
Xie Zhiwei sneered: "It's not that the aftertaste is endless. When you mention the Xuanyun Sword Sect, the comment area still pulls you out to scold it. Give me a spoiler, or I will have to go through the plot myself."
"That's good! But..." the grass python hero said seriously, "As the saying goes, spoilers are fun for a while, the whole family crematorium. I have to save the freshness of playing the dungeon for you."
"I don't want novelty, so hurry up and say it."
The grass python hero sticks to his integrity: "I am a conscientious author, and I will never spoiler. Idols are slow to use."
"Hey… "
With a ding, the system disconnected.
Xie Zhiwei: "..."
It's fine for Mu Yu to serve in a lowly manner, and the dialog box was closed by the grass python hero in the system. Xie Zhiwei felt that this day would not be able to pass.
Okay, grass python hero, you have a bottom line, don't you say it? Waiting for labor and capital to break through on their own, the plot will all be biased for you, and you will be anxious to death!
Xie Zhiwei held back his breath, forced himself to calm down, and cleared his mind first.
Although the Xuanyun Sword Sect is not as large as Dao Sect and Zen Sect, its reputation is not bad.
Daozong's martial arts cover a wide range, and the disciples of the sect will have everything. As for the Xuanyun Sword Sect, as the name suggests, it focuses on sword cultivation.
Moreover, the Xuanyun Sword Sect will hold a sword discussion meeting every three years, and this year is the time again.
But the Xuanyun Sword Sect didn't send out invitations.
As mentioned in the original book, the former head of the Xuanyun Sword Sect was originally Nie Ting, who was replaced by his younger brother Shen You in collusion with the elder Ming Kong. But after Nie Ting's bizarre death, his resentment condensed and his soul lingered.
The whereabouts of the black lotus is a mystery in the world, everyone wants to see its appearance, it is said that the dead energy it carries can bring the dead back to life. And this black lotus is just another treasure of the Xuanyun Sword Sect. Everyone in the Xuanyun Sword Sect knows that it owns a white lotus, but the secret of the Black Lotus is only passed down from generation to generation by the head of the Xuanyun Sword Sect.
Shen You's position as the head of the sect was unjust, so he naturally didn't know about it, let alone look for it. In this way, Nie Ting's soul crashed into Heilian and became a ghost living in it. By chance, Xie Zhiwei picked him up.
That is to say, it is Nie Ting who is secretly giving advice to Mu He.
Now there is no invitation card, no sword discussion, and no idea what Yan Zhifei wants him to go to the Xuanyun Sword Sect. In the original book, Xie Zhiwei lived in seclusion early on, and his body was clean. Now he takes the burden of building the extreme city, and he can't even hide.
One side is the hero and the ghost, and the other side is the murderer and the accomplice.
Xie Zhiwei looked up to the sky and sighed, even Nima is not easy to mess with.
Labor and management don't want to go, okay
But in the early morning of the next day, a disciple from Dengtian City came to ask: "Second Senior Uncle, the head master has an invitation."
"What's up?"
"Please ask the second uncle to discuss the trip of the Xuanyun Sword Sect."