The third-year disciple knew clearly that Senior Brother Zhang was instigating him and treating him as a gunman, but he couldn't help but asked.
"Why not? Disciples of swordsmanship have clear sword minds. When they compete, they should compete. If there is a chance to perform, we must perform. If we don't perform, the teacher is not watching us every day. How can he know our progress? Of course, just comparing sword skills is
But. You are a senior brother. If you rely on absolute strength to crush your junior brother, that would be inappropriate..."
"I understand! Okay, then I will compete with my junior brother in sword skills! I want to see why he impressed the teacher and sent him a sword intent when he first entered school!"
The sword in Mo Qing's hand started to buzz as he spoke, as if it sensed Mo Qing's fighting spirit and became excited.
Before a swordsman has condensed his sword intention, he usually keeps the sword in his hand and uses his spirit and blood to cultivate the breath of the sword at all times, so that he can condense the sword intention as soon as possible.
…
When Yang An arrived at the foot of Qingxue Sword Peak, Mu Waner stood quietly at the entrance of the bluestone steps.
"Why wait for me? Why don't you just go up first?" Yang An said, "You're not as fast as me."
"Senior brother, have you caught up with Guan Qingzhu?" Mu Waner changed the subject.
"Isn't chasing her a trivial matter? You're teasing her. I'll take care of her later! Let's go."
Yang An should go up first.
Mu Waner followed.
As the two of them climbed, the sun that was setting in the west actually appeared above the sea of clouds, with thousands of rays of light and a rainbow in the sky. Looking from a distance, it was so beautiful.
Such beautiful scenery made both Yang An and Mu Waner feel relaxed and happy.
"Teacher, this mountain is really nice!" Yang An praised.
"Well, it is higher and steeper than all the mountains we have climbed, like a pillar reaching the sky..." Mu Waner said.
"It's a big stick that connects to the sky, and a pillar supports the sky! The teacher lives up here, why do I feel weird?" Yang An looked up, and among the clouds and mist, he couldn't see the top, which was steep and straight.
Go on, it’s really powerful...
"Is it weird? Wan'er doesn't think so..."
"What do you know? You just know how to be clever. I tell you, be honest with me in the future. Your silly young master is dead. I am smart. The personal maid should act like a personal maid. If I hadn't been a bit stupid before
, you have become a woman now, it will be your turn to think about it. Moreover, I completely believe in your tricks. If you make any small moves, see if I don’t swell your butt!"
"Young Master..." Mu Waner's face turned red, she bit her lips and said, "No way... you can talk to me, Wan'er is satisfied, I don't ask you to forgive me..."
"Stop pretending to be pitiful. Master, I won't accept this!"
"I don't……"
"How dare you talk back?"
Snapped!
Yang An slapped him directly.
Mu Wan'er's face turned redder. But she didn't dare to say anything. She could only follow Yang An obediently. She was obviously beaten, but she felt a little happy in her heart. Did the young master really forgive her?
Does the young master mean to let her continue to be a personal maid?
Do it, or do it?
However, the young master is really different. He is smarter, domineering and strong, and he will spank her...
In the past, she thought the silly young master was a child, but now he is a man.
"Just being clever..."
Maybe it is.
Mu Wan'er stared at Yang An, who was walking in front with his hands behind his back, and murmured in his heart.
She is undoubtedly the person who knows Yang An best, but now, she feels that Yang An has become unfathomable in all aspects.
Especially what she said just now and the slap she gave her, she felt that it was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, it definitely had a deep meaning.
It's just that she couldn't fully understand it for a while.
Otherwise, why hit it once and pinch it three times, one hard, one light, and the last one harder, quite rhythmic, and it seems to coincide with something?
Mu Waner, who was thinking endlessly, was destined to be unable to understand Yang An's deep meaning.
She was so familiar with Yang An that she didn't even think about it in other directions.
…
A quarter of an hour later, Yang An and Mu Waner finally reached the summit.
The first thing you see is a simple mountain gate like a farmhouse. A low purple bamboo fence serves as the courtyard wall. The gate is made of ancient golden nanmu covered with crystal golden sand and the natural wood grain is extremely exquisite. There is no one guarding the gate.
But there is a faint aura of the formation, but the formation is obviously turned on at this moment.
"Teacher, disciple Yang An is here to report!"
Yang An suddenly gave a soft drink, and his voice was clear and spread far away.
"Disciple Mu Waner is here to report." Mu Waner also hurriedly said. It was soft and waxy, but it spread far away.
"Come in, we are waiting for you." Baili Qingxue's cold but warm voice came.
Coldness is the essence of her voice, and warmth is the emotion she contains.
When Yang An heard this voice, he sighed inexplicably...
What a sin!
You didn't come when you were born, but when I came you were already old. There was only the sound of nature, but unfortunately you didn't have the appearance of a fairy.
Sad, deplorable, pity!
All of a sudden, my dream of having a beautiful teacher came to naught, and I lost one more benefit of being a pussy.
Yang An and Mu Wan'er looked at the simple layout of the courtyard, green bamboo forest, purple bamboo forest, large thorny roses, red roses, white roses, pink roses, and occasionally blue enchantress-like ones, which looked like roses, but were not roses.
, strange flowers standing proudly among the rose bushes, in the bamboo forest, there are green lawns, plump white rabbits, deer, lazy cats... and other small animals full of spirituality, as well as invisible birds, from the bamboo forest
There are clear and melodious chirpings of birds coming from the depths, there is a towering peak within the peak, and a waterfall of more than ten feet hanging down from the peak. Under the waterfall is a clear and deep small lake, connected by scattered streams...
…
The bluestone avenue leading directly to the palace is mottled and simple, exuding an ancient atmosphere.
Everything seems to be made naturally, and there are not many traces of artificial axe.
It seems extremely simple, but if you savor it carefully, it is full of fun.
Yang An's perception spread quietly, and he actually sensed countless sword intentions wandering around, vague, but lasting forever. It was not the sword intention of Baili Qingxue, it seemed to be integrated with the scenery of the sword peak, or maybe
It's the sharpness emanating from the sword peak itself.
“What a great place…”
Yang An murmured.
"What's so good about it?" Suddenly Baili Qingxue's voice came slowly, as if she was right next to Yang An.
"If the mountains are not high, there will be immortals, and if the water is not deep, there will be dragons. If there is a teacher at the edge of Qingxue Jianfeng, everything will be good."
"..." Mu Waner looked at Yang An strangely.
In the palace, waiting for six senior brothers and sisters, as well as dozens of young ladies and old ladies accompanying the teacher, they all looked astonished.
Could this flattery be any more obvious?
Is it okay to have a little face?!
"If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and if the water is not deep, there will be dragons and spirits... Yang An, you are such a sycophant, the teacher accepted it. I didn't expect you to be talented in literature."
"Teacher, what you said is wrong. What kind of flattery? I have no other merits. I can tell the truth. If you insist on saying it is flattery, I am also a sincere rainbow fart!"
"What do you mean by a rainbow fart?"
"Flattery is flattering, either cheating or stealing, and either seeking something or fearing something. Rainbow fart is different, fresh and refined, sincere, it is joy, praise, praise, worship, admiration from the heart...
"
"Tell me, what do you want?"
"Ahem...Teacher, I'm not that kind of person! However, since you said it, teacher, our swordsmen should have clear sword minds. My students want to practice swordsmanship at your sword peak. Is that okay?"
What the hell...
The senior brothers and sisters who were sitting respectfully in the palace were speechless.
Can this little junior brother be a human being?
How can you talk to the teacher like this? What kind of attitude is this? Why do you feel like you are deceiving the teacher?
Who wouldn’t want to practice swordplay here? The teacher can see it at any time and give random suggestions. It’s better than just practicing hard by yourself, right? It’s so whimsical! The number of times they can come to Jianfeng every year is fixed.
This little junior brother just came here and he begged to practice swordsmanship here. What a joke!
