"You should be in seclusion."

"I……"

The young sister stared at her toes, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

Suddenly, Yuhua Zhenren looked back and saw the flower screen in the house shifting a little, revealing a girl in green dress with two ponytails.

"Uncle Master... OK, I'm going to practice!"

The girl in green skirt smiled awkwardly, took a few steps back, and quickly escaped from the attic. After coming outside, she waved to Long Shengyu on the balcony and whispered: "See you tomorrow, senior sister."

Long Shengyu nodded in response, then breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said to Yuhua Real Person: "Uncle Master, don't blame Xiaoxiao, it's me who made her have something to do..."

"Okay, I've seen that guy."

Long Shengyu couldn't help but grab the railing and whispered: "Is he... okay?"

Yun Shang walked over and grabbed Long Shengyu's left hand, stared at her and said, "How are you?"

"Me? It's okay..."

Long Shengyu blinked and said, "What does Uncle Master mean?"

Yun Shang raised his hand to sort out the hair in Long Shengyu's ears and said slowly: "You have been going up the mountain for so many years, your master and I watched you gradually grow up. You have really grown up, not as worry-free as Jianjia back then. She was willing and never returned home. She was seriously injured and dying. Master Lao brought it back in person. How many people care about your safety and worked hard for you.

Now, I still learn to sneak out, come back to retreat and practice in seclusion, but stop at will.

Have you ever had these before?"

Long Shengyu lowered his head slightly, looking disappointed.

Yun Shang paused for a moment and the wind of conversation changed.

"He is not at the moment. Now, with Taiping Zhenren, I saw that he had some skills and support and had to cultivate in the middle of the foundation building, so I sent the three Honeysuckle Pills to him. It was prepared for you, but you didn't use it to break the realm outside. You know their value. No matter how great the kindness you have, it should be cleared, so..."

The younger sister's eyes opened slightly, "What?"

"So, when you make friends with others outside, you just need to consider your own feelings. There is no human favor that the sect and your family cannot bear. Do you understand?"

The young sister nodded thoughtfully.

"Go to concentrate on your practice."

Long Shengyu hesitated and said, "Uncle Master, that..."

As if he saw what she was thinking, he said directly: "He wanted to send a message to you, but I said you are practicing and asked him to wait for one month."

"I didn't say this..." Long Shengyu whispered.

Yun Shang pressed the tip of the girl's nose docilely and left.

Long Shengyu stood alone in the moonlight, staring at the flying sword passing on the letter in his hand, and smiled slightly...

On the roof of the Xuanmen Hall of Yujing Mountain, a woman with a tall green robe and a tall crown sat on a big golden sword, stepped on the roof, tiles, held the gilded gourd, raised her head and drank a large sip of wine, then threw it away from afar, cursing, "It's said that the Taoist gentry masters are all honest people, bullshit! If they don't say a word, if they are my mother's daughter, they won't be angry to death!"

"It's like my own disciple, I'm not angry."

Yun Shang walked slowly on the ridge.

"Why aren't you angry? I've got the heart of the ancestor's temple."

Yun Shang said: "I used wine to talk nonsense again, and I saw it, what kind of delicacy is it."

The woman held her eyes in her mouth, stretched out her two fingers, bent her, and chuckled, "So no one can see it. Whoever dares to look around will poke someone's trick..."

Yun Shang sighed.

"I know that you are busy and don't drink and don't know who you are showing me. It's better to care more about Xianjue."

The woman held her chin with one hand and smiled and said, "Whoever sees it, let him show it."

Yun Shang shook his head helplessly, leaned over and held the woman's arm, and the two disappeared.

...

The mountain wind is gentle and the morning light is bright.

Qianxue carried a small flower umbrella and counted in her mouth, climbing up one step at a time. Shang Ye followed slowly. As he walked, Lu Hongluan hugged the sword, walked out from behind the tree on the side of the road, and followed the two people silently.

Shang Ye yawned and said casually: "When you meet the real person, be polite. Senior Ji Taijian's masters, the masters of the swordsmanship of the two schools of Ji Taijian, will give you a little bit of a chance, and it will be enough for you to enjoy it for a long time."

“…I want you to say it.”

Lu Hongluan curled her lips.

Shang Ye smiled at him.

After they arrived at the top of the mountain, they saw Cangwu standing not far away, looking at the few people with a smile. Shang Ye wanted to say hello, but saw the nearby pile of stones floating and scattering, revealing a relatively flat open space.

Shang Ye and Lu Hongluan looked at each other and walked over...

...

As the stars shifted, the sun became hotter and hotter in nearly two months.

Shang Ye's life was fulfilling. In addition to his daily practice, he also fed each other with the energetic Lu Hongluan, and practiced the five swords of the stone for the Taiping Zhenren to comprehend, and earned some proficiency.

On that day, a very bright silver light suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain. When the burning lotus sword was about to stab Cangwu's eyebrows, he turned into a sword finger and touched the tip of the sword. The sharp sword light remained on his finger. He stared at the light for a while, and suddenly shook his arms and wrists. The light was like a meteor, dragging a long track and disappeared into the clouds.

Then, a huge bird of prey with one claw is enough to capture cattle and sheep, shaking and falling with broken feathers.

Shang Ye frowned and silently put down the Burning Lotus Sword.

Time is coming soon, I'm going to visit the mountain...

...

"Is it leaving this time?"

Cangwu crossed his sword between his knees and looked into the north and asked.

Shang Ye nodded and said, "Thank you for your teachings over the past period of time. I have benefited a lot from you."

Cangwu said "yes" and said again: "Call Lu Yatou."

After Lu Hongluan came to the real person, she called uncle sweetly and stood there obediently.

Shang Ye's brows twitched. The facts proved that no matter what kind of girl she acted like in front of her elders, it was all by nature. There is a saying that goes - I am aloof, but how can it be useful to act like a spoiled person?

As if feeling the gaze, Lu Hongluan narrowed her eyes and glanced at Shang Ye provocatively.

The latter turned his face back and pretended that he hadn't seen it. He was immune to all the contempt, provocation, threat, or unreasonable demands of this young girl who was destined to be the Sword Immortal of the Sun God. He was a typical lady in Lu Yatou, and he was very strong, although sometimes he was still cute...

Cangwu pressed the long sword between her knees with both hands and said, "I haven't taught you too much this time. You two practice by yourself and have made great progress. Now that we are about to part, I'll..."

Before he finished speaking, Shang Ye felt the strong wind rushing to his face, and the sky and the earth suddenly lost its color and turned white.

When he realized, he saw two huge ink swords falling from the air. The moment he touched the ground, it turned into two sword-holding ink men, and then fought each other.

When Shang Ye saw it, he knew that the sword moves Mo Ren used were basically the way he and Lu Hongluan, but the details were handled more exquisitely and properly, with the rules.

These days, he and Lu Hongluan have practiced a lot of competition. Cangwu is mostly on the side and is wandering around. He occasionally mentions a few words. He can get the guidance of the Great Sword Immortal of the Yang God. Shang Ye is content. He is not enthusiastic and can't blame him, but he doesn't know that Taiping Zhenren has prepared a gift package for experience.

Shang Ye held his breath and focused his mind, trying to reflect the sword fighting scene where the divine will evolved into deep in his pupils.
Chapter completed!