Chapter 252 The first mutual test between two female apprentices
Little bits of light spread all over the place, reflecting on the bodies of the women.
Fog locks the water surface, vast and leisurely.
Xiao Ruoqing clasped her hands under the willow tree, holding the sword girl's little hand behind her back, wearing a veil of snow.
The wind blows and the yarn blows.
Xiao Ruoqing looked at the disciples in front of her, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and she said:
"I only started a few months before you did."
"It's not as strong as you think."
"You have to practice hard, at least not to let others look down upon you."
"..."
Each of the new disciples looked flattered and nodded towards the girls.
The eyes of several female disciples were filled with stars, and they seemed to have regarded the woman in front of them as their goal.
Just when Xiao Ruoqing was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly noticed a gust of dark wind coming from behind her.
Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and when she looked back, she saw Mo Li's eyes were cold, his brows were deeply condensed, and he squinted slightly not knowing what he was thinking about.
Then, Mo Li stepped forward and lowered his eyes.
He stretched out a jade finger, pointed it far away among the new disciples of the Sword Sect, and said calmly:
"May I have your name?"
"..."
Xiao Ruoqing was a little confused. When did this junior sister of hers start caring about these new disciples?
Just look in the direction she pointed.
Whoosh whoosh——
Everyone looked in the direction Mo Li pointed.
A man with an ordinary face and what could only be considered a delicate appearance looked at everything in front of him in a daze.
After shaking my head a few times, and after double-checking, I realized that the person the silver-haired boy, the cold and beautiful woman as cold as a winter plum, was referring to was indeed me!
Although I felt strange, I still took a step forward, took a deep breath, and said:
"New disciple Mo Fan has met Senior Sister Mo, Senior Sister Xiao, and Senior Sister Jian!"
"..."
Zhen Jianting looked at this man carefully. After all, in addition to being a direct disciple of Elder Su, Mo Li was also the eldest lady of the Mo family, one of the four major worlds of Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom. Her status was definitely the most noble one in the world.
Gather people.
Who is the man she can name?
Sword Lady also exposed a corner of her face from behind Xiao Ruoqing, blinking her eyes and looking at the man named by Mo Li.
His eyes were full of perseverance, and he had an indescribable air of self-confidence, which made him stand out among the fawning new disciples of the Sword Sect.
After Xiao Ruoqing saw the man's face clearly, her heart sank instantly, and her eyebrows were thoughtful.
Although she didn't know why Mo Li singled out this man, she was quite impressed by this man.
In the previous life, this man had more power than all the new disciples of Jian Zong, and he could be said to be the number one new disciple of Jian Zong.
——Even I was defeated by him.
Later, Mo Fan even became aware of the Master's practice of the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art and reported it to a group of elders, but everyone just thought he was talking nonsense. After all, how could Elder Su, who has always been gentle, do something that is outraged by both humans and gods?
Things?
In the end, he disappeared inexplicably, and when he reappeared later, he was already the new Holy Son of Wuhuaque.
He even wanted to put his master to death many times.
——Although now Xiao Ruoqing can think that his disappearance must be related to the master...
I thought that after experiencing so many changes in this life, he would not appear in the Sword Sect in this life.
But the confusion that followed filled Xiao Ruoqing's face, what did Mo Li suddenly ask him to do!?
It was impossible for her to live another life and know Mo Fan like herself.
Discussions started, and all the new disciples looked at Mo Fan with envy:
"Oh my god, is Mo Fan attracted by Senior Sister Mo Li? Will he become a disciple of Bu Jianfeng this time!?"
"Senior Brother Mo Fan is going to have great luck! That's Senior Sister Mo..."
"The eldest daughter of the Mo family, damn it, what kind of bad luck did this Mo Fan have?"
"Is it possible these days that people with ordinary looks and firm eyes are favored?"
"..."
Even Mo Fan felt a little excited in his heart. He didn't understand why he was called out by Senior Sister Mo Li alone, but he also believed in the suspicions around him.
After all, he and Mo Li have never interacted before, and this was the first time they met. How could Senior Sister Mo Li have any grudge against him?
Then, only——
His body was trembling slightly. Is it true that he was attracted by Senior Sister Mo Li as others said?
For direct disciples like Senior Sister Mo Li, she is just an outer disciple, so the status between the two of them is so different that they are out of reach?
but--
Mo Fan clenched his hands tightly, and in his heart that no one had ever seen, a piece of bone was shining with luster, and he secretly said in his heart:
"In the Sword Sect's freshman competition in three months, I will definitely become a direct disciple. I, Mo Fan, am no worse than her!"
'I, Mo Fan, should also have a place on the Hidden Dragon List!'
Calm down the turmoil in my heart.
He raised his head again, wanting to confirm his suspicions, and looked directly into Senior Sister Mo Li's watery silver eyes.
Eyes facing each other.
The next moment, the chill that rose from his spine instantly spread all over Mo Fan's body.
He subconsciously took a step back and shuddered.
I have never seen such terrifying eyes.
From an angle that only he could see clearly, on that stunningly beautiful face, the red lips outlined a terrifying arc.
Under the shadow covered by a head of silver hair, there is a pair of childish eyes without a trace of emotion but with a hint of sneer.
The red lips were lightly opened, the mouth was half-opened, and the voice was cold.
It was just passed into Mo Fan's ears, but it was mixed with endless coldness:
"Mo Fan? I remember you."
"..."
Mo Li turned around without any hesitation. The white dress was floating in the air, rustling when the breeze blew by.
Xiao Ruoqing also stepped forward, looked at the man with a resolute face, and said quietly with meaningful eyes:
"Junior Brother Mo Fan, right?"
After he finished speaking, he smiled softly again and nodded to the disciples:
"You have to practice hard and live up to my sword sect."
His eyes stayed on Mo Fan for a moment again.
Then the three of them walked towards the Minghun Palace.
The eyes of the new disciples of the Sword Sect were full of admiration. They looked at the people who were gradually disappearing and all muttered:
"As expected of the senior sisters of Bujian Peak!"
"Why wasn't it me who was being talked to by the two senior sisters..."
"This kid Mo Fan is probably going to soar into the sky in the future!"
A new female disciple gave Mo Fan a wink and said softly:
"Senior Brother Mo Fan, the little girl's name is Lan Ran. Please take good care of her in the future..."
The handsome disciple held his hands tightly, took a deep breath and said:
"I also want to become a member of Bujian Peak! I also want to be recognized by the three senior sisters!!"
"I, the second fat guy, want it too!!"
"..."
Zhen's firm eyes moved, she walked forward, patted Mo Fan on the shoulder, and put their arms around each other as if they were familiar with each other:
"Mo Fan, what a good boy!"
"Those are the two most noble senior sisters in our Sword Sect this time!"
"Behave well..."
"Eh? Why are your hands so cold? Damn, don't be nervous or shy... Although compared to those two senior sisters, you are like a toad in a mud puddle."
"..."
Mo Fan clenched his jaw tightly, feeling flustered and thinking constantly in his mind.
He was sure that he had never offended those two senior sisters. The two of them had never even had the slightest intersection.
but--
With long-term experience in various places in the twenty-one states, he was very sensitive to Mo Li's anger at that moment.
His body's instinct clearly told him that he felt killing intent in Mo Li's senior sister's eyes!
That was no concealed murderous intention!
A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Zhen Jian and nodded.
At this moment, the disciple named Er Fatty seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked at Zhen Jianting with confusion:
"Senior Brother Zhen, why does Senior Sister Xiao call you Sanqianliang..."
Zhen Jianting: "..."
boom--
A fist as big as a sandbag instantly hit the second fat man on the head. Zhen's strong neck turned red, and there was a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes:
"If I ask again, I'll kill you!!"
The second fat man covered his head with a look of grievance on his face and muttered:
"I'm just asking..."
boom--
ah--
...
The cold pool of the Sword Washing Pond is extremely clear and blue, with no trace of color at all.
Only the faint morning mist is left, floating on the water, half and half!
Suddenly it was like a veil of mist covering my face.
The three of them stopped consciously, and then Xiao Ruoqing's eyes were fixed on the sword lady, who was holding up her skirt and with a smile on her face, running towards the sword washing pool.
It was washed with smoke and water all the way, and the white gauze was light and fluttering.
Almost every day she would come to the sword washing pool, to the pool where she once wiped her sword, to visit her former friends.
Xiao Ruoqing turned around and looked at Mo Li. She still looked the same.
But at this moment, a coldness flashed through the hearts of the two of them:
"This child cannot be kept!"
In the last life, Mo Fan once pursued Xiao Ruoqing, but at that time, her eyes could no longer tolerate anyone except Su Bei, and the same was true for Mo Li.
Although he didn't know whether the master in this life would practice the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique, just because he wanted to kill the master more than once in the previous life, he had already made a cross in his heart.
Finally, Xiao Ruoqing opened her mouth to express her doubts:
"Why did you call Mo Fan alone?"
"Is there anything different about this kid?"
"..."
Mo Li leaned against a crooked pine tree, turned around, looked at Xiao Ruoqing, buried the deep meaning in his eyes, and sneered:
"What? If I say this boy is extraordinary, I can see it from the crowd at a glance."
"Do you believe it?"
Xiao Ruoqing fiddled with the long sword in her hand, and just when the breeze blew, she lifted up the corner of her skirt and flew sideways, with black snow floating on her head, and a trace of ridicule appeared at the corner of her mouth:
"Take me for a fool?"
"What? Is it true that they are attracted to him as those disciples said?"
"That's really gratifying..."
Sonorous——
Mo Li pulled out the long sword in her hand, shining with a cold light, her eyes stared at Xiao Ruoqing:
"I don't like this joke."
"..."
Not to be outdone, Xiao Ruoqing took a step forward, pulled out the long sword in her hand, and looked directly into her eyes.
There is almost no difference in height between the two, and they are both equally beautiful and beautiful.
"And, I don't believe it."
"......you do not know."
Mo Li's inexplicable words made Xiao Ruoqing's eyes freeze for a moment.
The long sword in his hand trembled, and his eyes narrowed with a hint of temptation:
"what do you know?"
Mo Li squinted his eyes, his silver hair curling in the wind, his silver eyelashes fluttering, still:
"Swallow the sky."
With these two words, Xiao Ruoqing's spine instantly went cold, and countless thoughts echoed in her mind.
How could she know these two words!?
Could it be——
No! Is she testing herself?
Xiao Ruoqing didn't dare to bet. No one could know that she was a reborn person. If it were leaked, the consequences would be disastrous.
"What is Tiantian?"
Mo Li's eyes slowly returned and narrowed down to a point in his eyes. He put the long sword back into the scabbard, turned away from looking at Xiao Ruoqing, and said calmly:
"Sword Girl is back."
Xiao Ruoqing looked not far away, her cheeks wrinkled slightly, her smile gradually spreading. The sword lady who waved to the two of them also inserted the long sword back into the scabbard.
He took a deep breath, fluttered his long eyelashes, and said softly along with the clanging sound of the sword being sheathed:
"Missing Li Zijun."
"..."
Mo Li's shoulders trembled for a moment, and then gradually calmed down.
Sword Girl blinked her eyes, looked at Mo Li and Xiao Ruoqing weakly, and stopped.
Looking at the two people with their backs facing each other, they seemed to have made up their minds somehow.
He walked to the two of them, grabbed Xiao Ruoqing's little hand with his left hand, and Mo Li's hand with his right hand, and walked forward.
Feeling the warmth coming from the palm of her hand, Sword Girl's cheeks were filled with a smile.
Xiao Ruoqing bit her thin lips, put her five fingers into Sword Girl's, brought them together, and held them tightly.
The same is true for Mo Li. The sleeves of her skirt slowly lowered, and the jade fingers and cinnamon pills could be seen in front of her eyes.
Just like this, the three of them disappeared into the sword-washing pool little by little, facing the wind.
...
The Minghun Hall is round in shape like the sky, with a three-story altar, with nine steps on each side of each floor, and a round stone in the center of the upper floor.
The main hall is divided into three levels, including one level for inner disciples, one level for direct disciples, and one level for head elders and deacons.
Entering the main hall, countless soul lamps were glowing with wisps of fire, and the three of them walked towards the depths of the main hall.
An old man sat silently, with gray hair and a pair of slightly cloudy eyes gently closed. The woman sitting next to him was none other than Wenren Pingxin.
Hearing the footsteps of the three of them, and looking at the scene of holding hands, Emei raised her eyebrow slightly, seeming a little surprised, but still said:
"Three nephews, this is the leader."
Seeing this, Xiao Ruoqing and the others knelt on the ground, as if they could feel a trace of eyes wandering on their bodies.
Then there was a burst of laughter and curses:
"The fifth boy is really good at taking on apprentices, let me see."
"Well, tsk tsk tsk, innate Taoist body."
"This one is even more incredible. He is simply a young man practicing swordsmanship. Three-body swordsman?"
"Well...this..."
Shangguan asked, his eyes suddenly froze and he squinted, carefully observing the sword girl whose face turned pale due to excessive nervousness.
He stood up, walked forward, looked at Sword Girl, and said:
"Huh? How strange?"
"It's really strange..."
Wenren Pingxin frowned, wondering what Shangguan Wen was doing? He quickly stood up and said:
"Master, Sword Girl is mute and cannot speak."
"And her..."
Before he finished speaking, he looked at Shangguan Wendao with his brows furrowed, and then said to the sword lady:
"Girl, raise your head."
"..."
Sword Lady's face turned pale, she swallowed tightly, looked at Shangguan nervously and asked.
Countless complicated thoughts emerged in my mind. Is it because my master is dissatisfied with me because I have no talent?
The sword girl's face suddenly showed a look of despair, her weak body swayed slightly, and she was almost about to faint.
At this moment, each side stretched out a jade arm to support the sword lady's crumbling body. Xiao Ruoqing and Mo Li looked at Shangguan and asked, and said:
"Grandmaster Shangguan, Sword Lady is a little weak, please forgive me for being rude."
"..."
Shangguan Wenwen laughed aloud, touched his beard, looked back and forth at the three of them, and said with a smile:
"Interesting, interesting."
"You three girls are quite interesting."
"..."
Then the void lifted up, and three spiritual energy lifted the three of them up, and they said:
"Girl who cannot speak, I ask you, were you mute from birth?"
Sword Girl seemed to be encouraged by the two senior sisters, and a hint of blush gradually appeared on her face.
He thought about it carefully, then shook his head and didn't know.
Shangguan Wendao put his hands behind his back, glanced at Wenren Pingxin, and said quietly:
"My dearest lady, have you ever known that there is a kind of constitution? No, it shouldn't be considered a kind of constitution."
"It's a kind of destiny, um, it's called the mantra destiny?"
"..."
Wen Renping frowned, she had never heard of such a physique.
Shangguan asked, with a hint of meaning in his mouth, and said quietly:
"I have never known about this kind of fate. I just read some information by chance when I traveled to the ancient Nanfeng Kingdom."
"It is recorded in it that among Confucianism cultivators, there is a natural constitution, the words are spoken according to the law, the sound is like thunder, the meaning is momentum, and the words are the maxims of the great road..."
"This kind of physique is extremely rare, or it cannot be tolerated by the world. Although it is not very special for Taoists, if you are practicing orthodox Confucianism."
"This is the most terrifying physique in the world!"
"only--"
Shangguan Wenwen suddenly came back to his senses, narrowed his eyes and looked at Sword Girl, and said quietly:
"Mute girl, let me ask you, who is your biological father?"
There was obviously a trace of panic in Sword Girl's eyes, her calves were trembling, she was biting her thin lips, feeling at a loss.
She didn't know whether the middle-aged man was her father, she only knew her mother...
Seeing that Sword Lady had not gestured with him, Shangguan asked and smiled casually:
"That's all, I won't ask anymore."
Then Shangguan Wenwen looked at the sky outside the hall and said: