As Xie Fu spoke, he demonstrated each layer to Zhuoer, who was amazed when he saw it.
After Xie Fu finished demonstrating the fifth level of picking stars from the sky, flying high into the sky and disappearing, and then landing on the ground like a shooting star, Zhuoer was shocked both physically and mentally.
No wonder there have always been legends of gods in this world. People like the master are gods.
"Zhuoer, do you want to learn?"
The drow nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and asked: "Master, what about the sixth level of becoming an immortal?"
Fu Xie was stunned for a moment, but he told the truth: "This sixth level of becoming an immortal requires entering the Tao before you can learn it. The master is still under the Tao and cannot learn it."
Zhuoer was surprised: "Entering the Tao! That must be so powerful."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Zhuoer, if you practice diligently, you will surpass the master one day when you enter the Tao."
"I will be satisfied if I can catch up with the master. How can I dare to surpass the master?"
Fu Xie saw that even though she was saying this, her eyes were twinkling. She was obviously ambitious and happy in her heart. Her unyielding pursuit of perfection was far better than his own.
"Master, teach me quickly."
Seeing Zhuoer's impatient look, Xie Fu began to teach him. Although Zhuoer's current level of cultivation is not difficult, it can even be said to be simple. The first level of growing lotus.
But after all, Zhuoer was exposed to the secret art of Shenfa for the first time, and he was relatively unfamiliar with luck methods, so Xie Fu also taught him step by step through words and deeds.
By the broad Baolan Lake, two figures flying together look very much like Professor Xie Fu from Chuyue...
One was teaching diligently and the other was studying diligently, and before they knew it, it was noon, and the two of them had no intention of stopping.
And Mr. Xie hasn't even had breakfast yet, so he's probably forgetting to eat and sleep.
He didn't want to use Duanmuci's strictness towards him to demand Zhuoer, but Zhuoer was really hard-working, so as a master, he should teach more, so as not to let down Zhuoer's eagerness to learn.
When he saw that the sun had already set in the west, Xie Fu realized that they had been studying non-stop for several hours from morning to now, and the day was almost used up.
"Zhuoer, you have learned how to grow lotus step by step on the first level."
The first level is really not difficult for Drow. The body is so powerful that it has the ability to support the pole. The main thing is to let Drow become familiar with this body method and luck method. After all, for Drow who really practice martial arts,
Say, this is a new field.
"Really? Master, can the apprentice demonstrate it to you?"
After watching Zhuoer's demonstration, Xie Fu praised: "Good."
Zhuoer looked at the sparkling waves of the lake and remembered the master demonstrating the graceful and agile posture of the lotus growing step by step on the lake in the morning. He immediately said: "Master, look again!"
After saying this, he touched the water with both feet and stepped toward the center of the lake. The scene was just like the first level of mental method: if the straightness is not reversed, the lotus flowers are born step by step, the mind is as if the water has stopped and turned into the wind, and the waves are calm and ripples.
Zhuoer waded dozens of feet into the water and suddenly shouted: "Master!"
The water surface is different from the ground. On the ground, if the body movement stops, one can still stand. On the water surface, if the body movement stops, the person will sink.
In the panic, Zhuoer completely forgot about his body skills and relied on his true energy to support his body as he sank.
As soon as Zaoer started shouting, Xie Fu came to Zaoer with a speed as fast as a flying arrow. He raised his hand to clamp Zaoer's slim waist to prevent Zaoer from sinking to the bottom of the water.
Zhuoer was surprised that the master had arrived so quickly. The gold and silver silk hat on his head fell off, and his black hair was drooped by the evening wind on the lake. The hair on his temples was blowing in his white ears, and a few strands of hair lightly scratched Master Xie's face.
Zhuoer turned his head, his eyes were like autumn water, his eyebrows were painted with dark ink, his nose was dripping with sweat, he opened his sandalwood lips and called "Master", and the fragrance of orchid spread on Master Xie's face.
Xie Fu's heart skipped a beat, looking at the beautiful girl in front of him. Somehow, the scene of her pure white clothes swaying all over him that night appeared in front of his eyes, and there even seemed to be a lingering sound in his ears...
That was the first night that he and Zhuoer practiced the dual cultivation of movement and movement. Zhuoer had not yet understood the dual movement of space and joy, so strictly speaking, that night was not a practice, but more about teaching this unexperienced girl how to
Becoming a woman, how to be a woman, the next few times are the real exercises.
Zhuoer had a smile on his face, not knowing what his master was thinking. Seeing that his master was a little distracted, he asked doubtfully: "Master, what's the matter? Did Zhuoer not practice well and make you angry?"
Xie Fu came to his senses, but still said nothing and just looked at her.
Zhuoer said coquettishly: "Master, I just saw you floating on the water as gracefully as a fairy, and I really wanted to be like you, so I didn't overestimate my abilities. Don't be angry, okay." He said like a charming and naive girl.
With a graceful and charming body.
Hey!
Master Xie suddenly let go, and Zhuoer suddenly felt that he had no strength to support him, and his body sank. He quickly opened his arms to hug Master Xie, and said angrily: "Master, don't punish Zhuoer,"
Xie Fu took advantage of the situation and said, "You want to fly before you can even learn to walk. You should really be given a dip in the water."
Zhuoer said delicately: "Master, don't do it."
In the impression of outsiders, Zhuoer has always been tough and fierce, and this charm will only be shown in front of Fu Xie: "Master, if Zhuoer kisses you, you will forgive Zhuoer this time."
There was a bit of a smile on Xie Fu's lips, as if he was doting on him, but also as if he was helpless, and he shook his head gently.
Zhuoer looked at Master Xie's gentle face and suddenly plucked up the courage, and kissed Master Xie with his delicate sandalwood lips. I finally kissed Master, and an incomparable sense of satisfaction filled my heart.
She loves and is in awe of her master, which makes her want to get close to him but is also a little afraid.
Although the two of them had been honest with each other, it was a dual cultivation of movement and joy. Under the dual movement of space and joy, they focused on the movement of the true energy of the meridians in the body. If something had to happen, it was a chimera of a certain part that was used as the transmission of true energy.
, there is absolutely no personal relationship between men and women.
Xie Fu felt a little resistant in his heart, not a physical resistance, but a psychological resistance, just like the irresistible resistance a lady would have when being kissed by a strange man.
He turned his head to avoid lip contact. Zhuoer actually freed up his hands, pressed both sides of Xie Fu's cheeks to hold them in place, and forced himself to write.
This girl finally showed her fierce side, as well as the enthusiasm and boldness of a prairie woman. As for whether the cuteness and cuteness she showed in front of Fu Xie was a disguise, who knows.
"Master." This voice was bathed in hot flames.
"Zhuoer!" Xie Fu scolded. If he hadn't been above the water at this moment and Zhuoer would fall down as soon as he let go, he would have pushed her away hard.
As soon as she took a sip, the girl's lilac was like a knight with a silver gun charging into the killing position. When she resisted it, it turned into a soft long whip and wrapped around her, wanting to carve it all into her bones and extend it indefinitely.
It's not that Xie Fu has never encountered a woman who takes the initiative, Xiao Yun is the best example, but Xiao Yun is more in control of everything and is at ease.
At this moment, what Xie Fu felt was the straightforward emotions of a girl, without any reservation or shyness, but simply expressing all the emotions in her heart.
No man can resist a girl holding her hot heart in front of you, but Xie Fu can, he values love and cherishes love, is infatuated and sincere.
Xie Fu grabbed the collar behind Zhuoer's neck, stretched out his arms and pulled Zhuoer away from her.
As if awakened from a sweet dream, Zhuoer shouted angrily: "Let me go, let me go."
Perhaps he didn't realize that he was talking to his respected master. His tone contained commands and threats, and his emotions were completely undisguised.
Xie Fu called her name coldly: "Zhuoer!"
Zhuoer was stunned, and the girl's savage emotions were immediately suppressed. Looking at Fu Xie's cold and frosty face, he felt aggrieved and coquettish: "Master, you are annoying."
Xie Fu didn't speak, just stared at her coldly. When facing a creature like a woman, words are sometimes like oil and firewood, which only have the effect of fueling combustion. Only a man's momentum can completely suppress a woman.
woman.
Although Zhuoer was suppressed, Xie Fu's cold eyes made her extremely sad. Her emotions broke out completely and she waved her hands: "Master, Zhuoer hates you, hates you..."
Xie Fu simply let go, and Zhuoer fell into the water with a bang.
As soon as he fell into the water, Zhuoer's head quickly emerged from the water, looking at the master who was condensed on the water as elegant as an immortal. Perhaps he was soaked by the lake water and regained half consciousness, with a flat mouth and aggrieved eyes.
His eyes were filled with resentment again.
Xie Fu said seriously: "You practiced very well today, but there are some things you need to reflect on yourself."
"What do you want me to reflect on? I just want to kiss you. I want to kiss you, I just want to kiss you."
This rebellious and stubborn attitude was enough to make him talk back to Duanmu Ci, but as a master, he was not as cold-blooded as Duanmu Ci, and he could not be cruel to his disciples.
Now he can understand Duanmu Ci's state of mind at that time. As a teacher, he wanted to fight but also felt distressed.
Seeing that Xie Fu didn't say anything, Zhuoer pressed forward step by step: "We're done anyway, so a kiss is nothing."
Xie Fu's face turned cold, he pointed his finger at Zhuo Er, and swallowed back the harsh words that came to his mouth. He just said "go back and reflect on it" and flew away.
Seeing her master leaving her alone, Zhuoer disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. She angrily hit the water with her arms: "Master Wuxin, Master Wuxin, Master Wulu... Stinky Master!"
Women, thanks to Fu, keep cutting things off and making them messy. They really hope to have a disciple.
With his current state of mind of letting things take their own course, he doesn't have too much entanglement. He just hopes that things will develop for the better.
Just treat it like a young girl who hasn't grown up yet, and you can't follow your own selfishness and let it grow.
I sighed in my heart, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. This sentence is absolutely correct.
As soon as Xie Fu returned to the courtyard, he saw a man wearing a black cloak fighting fiercely with Qiu Ruyi. Qiu Ruyi needed to take action, and naturally no one else could intervene. Wen Renling and Wenren Hou Cang stood aside and watched the battle with solemn expressions.
, and Hushu Weilan stayed by Yilan's side, fearing that something might happen to Yilan.
The two of them exchanged palms. The man in the cloak stood still, but Qiu Ruyi staggered back three steps and shouted in a cold voice: "Who are you!"
The cloaked man stood motionless like a statue. If you don't attack him, he won't fight back and hurt others.
Xie Fu said loudly: "If you wish, I'll come."
Seeing Fu Xie appear, Hou Cang was delighted: "Brother, you are finally back."
The man came up to him and said proactively: "This masked man sneaked into Wenren's mansion and stood motionless in the courtyard without doing anything. He didn't say a word when asked why he came. It's really weird."
Xie Fu looked at the man in the cloak and saw that he had a hooded cloak covering his head, a cold mask on his face, and a gloomy aura of death all over his body, like a seductress from hell.
Qiu Ruyi walked to Xie Fu and said, "This man's body is as hard as copper and iron. I just hit him with a palm, and he seemed to be fine. I can't do anything about him. You can just find out his background."
When the man in the cloak saw Fu Xie, before he could ask anything, he started to take off his black cloak, and then started to take off his black top. His behavior was really weird.
Qiu Ruyi was afraid of being deceived, so she moved to Wen Renling's side with a protective posture. Lan's Liu, who was guarding Yi Lan, also had a stern look on his face and was prepared. After all, he had just witnessed the power of this cloaked man.
When the man took off his shirt and became shirtless, everyone realized that his skin was purple to red, which was not a normal person's skin color at all, and they all exclaimed in surprise.
The man turned around and faced Xie Fu from behind. Only then did everyone realize that the man had written words: If the Vice-President is in trouble, please return to Huizhou as soon as possible.
After hearing this, Cang Cang was surprised and said: "It's a letter!"
Qiu Ruyi asked: "Who are these eight words written to?"
As soon as Xie Fu saw the handwriting, she knew it was Qin Chushang's handwriting. She actually wrote the letter on someone's back and sent it over, saying, "It was written to me."
Qiu Ruyi asked: "Who is he?"
"I don't know either."
At this time, Hou Cang said, "You will know if you take off his mask."
Qiu Ruyi was about to walk in, but was stopped by Xie Fu: "Look at his outfit, it's natural that people won't know who he is."
In fact, this is to protect Qin Chushang. Qin Chushang is still in the dark. The fewer clues related to her, the better.
Qiu Ruyi asked: "Then what does this eight-character message mean to you? Who is the person who sent the message? How do you know you are here?"
"Let's talk after we go back inside."
He turned to look at Wenren Hou Cang and said, "Brother, this person has no malicious intentions. Please don't publicize this matter."
After hearing this, Hou Cang nodded: "Since it is my brother's private matter, I will go back first."
At this time, the man seemed to be completely indifferent, and his upper body turned into a wisp of black shadow and disappeared. Qiu Ruyi was surprised: "Invisible step!"
Since he is one of the seven ghosts of the Taoist sect because he knows invisible steps, and Xie Fu is the uncrowned king of the Taoist sect, this can explain the message passed down to Xiefu.
But Qiu Ruyi also felt that this man was not one of the seven ghosts of Taoism. He was silent and had a gloomy aura of death all over his body, more like a real ghost.
She had contact with Wuying among the seven ghosts. Wuying could be regarded as a top master in terms of body skills, but in terms of cultivation, he was far behind compared to this man.
A ghost with a first-level cultivation level would be very scary.
I couldn't help but ask: "Who is this person?"
Xie Fu said perfunctorily: "I'll tell you later."
Let Wen Renling and Yilan go back to the room first and lead Qiu Ruyi into the room.
As soon as she sat down, Qiu Ruyi asked: "Who was the masked man just now?"
