The little puppet came chirping.

The owner sat on the threshold with his back to him, and had been sitting motionless for a long time. He lowered his head, supported his knees on his arms, and covered his entire face and eyes with his palms, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

The threshold is higher than that of the little puppet. When passing by the threshold, it skillfully stretches its arms to hold the threshold and swings flexibly into the house and around to the front of its owner.

The master's hands have always been very steady. Those hands can make extremely precise magic weapons, and can also forcefully twist off the enemy's head. Even if he is seriously injured and dripping with blood, he can still steadily take out the inner elixir of the monster in one go.

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But at this moment, veins appeared on the arms, and they were actually trembling slightly.

What's going on? Qianji circled half a circle and stretched his head to find out.

The owner was a little strange. He seemed to be smiling and sad at the same time.

Qianji is a puppet that has lived for a long time. It feels that it is much smarter than its other ignorant companions. Most of the time, it can understand its master's emotions, but this time, it is not sure either.

"Master, aren't you happy?" the little puppet tilted his head and asked, "Master Mu Xue finally showed up, didn't he?"

Its body has a special ability given by its owner, and it can see Yin gods, souls, Yang gods and other soul-related creatures. Just now it detected the appearance of a strange spirit body.

"Just now, she was here." The master finally spoke, his lips were slightly parted, and his voice sounded very calm, "She was so close, I could almost feel her bending down to talk to me like before. But I

I don't dare to move at all, I'm afraid that if I move, she will disappear."

Qianji felt that the master's words were a bit strange. It was obviously just a spirit body without any shape. It could neither distinguish its appearance nor its gender. How did the master find out from that vague aura?

He bent down and still spoke.

Cen Qianshan put down his palm, stood up slowly, walked to the table in front of the snow window, stretched out his hand and twisted the half-made necklace.

He rubbed the half-finished product and slowly began to laugh, "It's Master, it's her. This time it's true."

Living in a beautiful garden on a snowy night for a hundred years, a lonely soul thousands of miles away cannot bear to be touched. They look at each other without saying a word, knowing that they are the people in the dream.

The slightly bright sky light slanted in through the window, shining on the table that had been frozen for a hundred years.

A drop of water reflected in the beam and fell on the table.

Where did the water droplets come from? Qianji climbed onto the table curiously.

It's tears.

The little puppet searched for an explanation of this word in its mind.

When humans are sad, water will flow from their eyes. When they are happy, they will make a sound of laughter.

So is the owner happy or sad now?

Human beings are really complex creatures. Even if I am so smart, it is difficult to fully understand them, Qianji thought.

In Futong City, the snowy streets were muddy, lively and dirty.

The people living here have completely forgotten the catastrophe that destroyed their homes a hundred years ago, and have redrawn the world in this new city.

The glazed lanterns on the billboards flashed in cycles, and the vendors on the street stretched their necks and shouted,

"Baomi, fragrant roasted corn!"

"Pancakes and fruits. Delicious pancakes and fruits. Would you like a set of them, sir?"

"The latest sequel to "Sentimental Thousand Mountains and Ruthless Snow" is in short supply. If you want to buy it, buy it as soon as possible. It's too late."

In an old-style medical clinic, a customer walked in wearing a heavy cloak, covering most of his face.

He came to the counter and placed a repaired medical instrument on the ancient countertop.

The old doctor raised his head from behind the counter: "It's really a rare visitor. Ever since I moved here, everyone hasn't been here in person for a long time, right?"

He put on the monocular lens, picked up the magic weapon and inspected it carefully, and exclaimed, "What a workmanship. Please send it to me, thank you."

"Uncle Nian," the man said, "I want to go to Dongyue Temple and ask you to get some elixirs for self-defense."

"The ruins of the temple? That's not an easy place to play. Just wait, I have to prepare some more medicine for you." The old doctor babbled through several bottles of elixirs and put them on the table, "Rejuvenation pills, detoxification pills."

Powder, Baihua Calming Pill, Jinchuang Regeneration Ointment... Oh, and this Strengthening and Blood Replenishing Pill, I have put it all away. No matter how high your cultivation level is, it won’t work in that damn place. Once you enter the Shinto, everyone will be the same.

It’s almost like a beginner disciple.”

The young man nodded and put the bottles and jars into the Qiankun bag.

The old doctor Xiu twisted his goatee: "I'm finally making progress. At least you know how to ask me to prepare some medicine in advance. Your master must be very happy to know that you finally know how to cherish yourself."

The man nodded slightly, with a rare smile on his cold lips.

When he stood up to say goodbye, the old doctor added,

"That is the Twin God Realm. Once you enter it, you will see many people from the fairy world. You have to pay attention, those guys look like they are immortal and sanctimonious, but in fact they are very insidious and cunning."

When Cen Qianshan came out of Uncle Nian's medical clinic, he encountered the waiter from the bookstore next door standing at the gate selling new books.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by. Take a look and take a look. The latest chapter of "Legend of Fengyue", 'Playing with willows in Futong City, and wandering through thousands of mountains on a windy and snowy night', has exciting content and a colorful plot. Don't miss it."

The younger brother moved a chair and stood on it, shouting from all sides.

His shouts attracted many female nuns in attire and gold hairpins. They crowded into the store laughing and joking, handing over spiritual stones to buy. For a while, the crowd was bustling and bustling.

"Aren't you afraid that when you arrange Mu's family like this, her widow will find out and knock down your shop?" A customer bought a book and joked with the younger brother with a smile.

"You don't understand." The second brother spoke eloquently, "In this place of Futong City, we live a life of licking blood. For the sake of fun, the more famous people are, the more people arrange them. We here

I also miss everyone Mu. If not for this, more than a hundred years have passed, who would still remember her, don’t you think? Not to mention that she stayed in her old residence and didn’t come to the market for several years. It’s okay.”

The female guest lowered her voice and whispered to the female companion next to her: "That's true. If that person had cared about it, he would have come and opened the shop a long time ago. Hehe, maybe everything written on it is true."

Her female companion covered her face with her sleeves: "That's right, personality aside, there's nothing to say about that person's appearance and figure. Who can bear to spend time together day and night?"

"Hey, it's better not to say anything. Don't let him hear you. I'm quite afraid of him."

The waiter's eyes were dazzled. The new book he was holding for entertaining guests disappeared, and someone stuffed a spiritual stone in his hand.

He looked around in surprise, only to see a cloaked figure in the distance, hurriedly leaving.

On Jiulian Mountain, inside Huayu Hall.

Mu Xue walked towards the school with Ding Lanlan holding her books.

"Have you heard?" Ding Lanlan said about the gossip she heard from her family. "The divine way in Dongyue Temple has been opened. It is the divine domain left by the ancient gods. It has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years. All the sects have been alarmed. Listen

He said that the leader went to check it out personally and he just came back."

"What's in the temple?"

"There are so many treasures of heaven and earth, secrets of chance... Hehe, actually I don't know much about it. Most people can only walk around the outer shrine, but they can't go inside. No one

I know what kind of treasure there is. But it is the Twin God Realm. If you go there, you will encounter a demon cultivator." Ding Lanlan turned her hands into claws and made a frightening look, "Are you afraid of the demon cultivator? Demon cultivator, ah!"

"Afraid, afraid." Mu Xue said with a smile.

Several female disciples passing by them bumped into Mu Xue, causing her to drop her books and scatter them on the floor.

Instead of apologizing, the man sneered and finished his sentence: "The big exam is coming soon, and you still have the time to laugh and joke. It's just stupid."

This person's name is Lin Yi, and he is another "connected person" among the current disciples. He has some troubles with Ding Lanlan, and wants to make him feel unhappy no matter what.

Mu Xue tried to catch up with Ding Lanlan, but she squatted down and picked up the book.

Ding Lanlan stomped her feet angrily, "How come you have such a soft character, you dumpling?"

"It's a small matter, let's forget it this time." Mu Xue said softly.

Forget it this time, it will be hard to say next time. Little Baozi thought in a good temper, "Let's talk about what will be tested in the big exam. Sister Lanlan, do you know?"

Huayutang holds a major exam every three years, with questions set by the masters of each peak to assess all outer sect disciples. Those with excellent results in the assessment are expected to be admitted to the inner sect by the seniors of the main peak and become direct disciples.

This exam is not only for the hundreds of first-time disciples. Outer disciples who have failed in previous exams can also come and take the exam if they feel they have learned something in the past few years and have made breakthroughs.

Therefore, many talents gather together for each major exam. However, there are only a few Jindanqi teachers who are willing to accept disciples, so the competition is very fierce.

"I'm telling you, don't tell others. It's actually not difficult," Ding Lanlan looked around and spoke in Mu Xue's ear, "My aunt will definitely take the test to make a handmade product on the spot. No matter what you do, as long as you are doing it during the production

Just put your spiritual consciousness out and try your best to use spiritual power to assist in production. Xuandan Peak Master usually takes the pharmacy exam, which you are not afraid of. Tiezhu Peak Master is relatively simple, just have a few tricks with their senior brothers, it doesn’t matter whether you win or lose.

, mainly depends on talent. The leader likes to test his knowledge. If you want to go to Qingjing Peak, you should go to the library to read the chronicles of the immortal and demon worlds..."

"Where is Mr. Su from Xiaoyao Peak?" Mu Xue asked.

"Him? Don't even think about it at Xiaoyao Peak. Peak Master Su rarely accepts disciples. The last time he accepted a disciple was Senior Brother Ye, and that was more than ten years ago." Ding Lanlan glanced at her, "You really

I want to go to Xiaoyao Peak. That place is deserted, there are not many people on the whole mountain."

Mu Xue felt a little regretful in her heart. Among all the Jindan monks who came to give lectures, Mr. Su from Xiaoyao Feng and Mr. Ding from Biyou Feng had the cultivation philosophy that was most in line with her temperament.

The two peak masters have a tolerant attitude and their evaluation of the demon world is objective and pertinent. Although Mu Xue is not a demon cultivator now, she is not willing to listen to people saying bad things about demon cultivators. I would like to worship someone who talks about eliminating demons and defending the Tao all day long.

The people around you are your teachers.

Among the two, Ding Huirou has mastered the art of transforming objects and refining weapons, and Mu Xue is too proficient and familiar with this art. If she enters Biyou Peak, she will have to be careful to live in lies for a long time.

First of all, this was very troublesome. For some reason, she was not willing to treat Mr. Ding like this.

"Actually, the exam is just a formality for new disciples. How can a child who has just been on the mountain for three months compare to the previous seniors?" Ding Lanlan whispered to Mu Xue, "On weekdays, the teachers have already passed the assessment in the school.

.I have already made a list in my mind of who I want to accept as my disciples. Don’t tell anyone what I tell you.”

Mu Xue nodded in assurance.

When school was over, Mu Xue saw Ding Lanlan saying in Xia Tong's ear: "I'm just telling you, but don't tell anyone."

When she was in the cafeteria, she saw Xia Tongfu saying in Yuanzi's ear: "I'll tell you what the test will be, but don't tell anyone."
Chapter completed!