The moon is sparse, magpies are flying south, the breeze is blowing, and the heaven and earth are peaceful. As the night gets darker, a few wisps of blue clouds drifting in the wind add a bit of haziness to this quiet night.
In front of the flowers and under the moonlight, in the pavilion, Murong Feng and Mo Lingxue are looking at the moonlight, holding hands, a strong love filling the world. Maybe this is not love, but this... love is not
Love, who...can tell clearly?
Murong Feng suddenly knelt down and stroked his robe. His face was solemn and he said nothing. He just looked at the sky and the bright moon, kowtowed twice, and then motioned for Mo Lingxue to kneel down.
"I, Murong Feng, have studied Taoism since childhood. Due to my talent and intelligence, I became an immortal three thousand years ago and attained Taoism five hundred years ago. Although I have no earthly achievements and no virtues in the world, my heart is concerned about the world and the common people. Today,
I want to accept Mo Lingxue as my disciple. I don’t want to be famous in the world or be famous in the world in the future. I just want him to be upright and upright and love the world. Now I use the bright moon as the matchmaker and the heaven and the earth as the witness. From life to life, Mo Lingxue will be my disciple.
Teach, don’t hate or give up!”
After saying this, he kowtowed three more times.
At this moment, Mo Lingxue was in a state of confusion. Do you really want to become a disciple? Once a teacher, you will always be a father. Master, Brother Feng, Xiaoxue, I like you... what should I do? Okay, I want to become a disciple. I want to be a disciple.
Just worship. Isn’t it good enough that I can worship under Brother Feng’s door, see each other every day, and accompany me all the time? I can worship under this moon in front of the flowers, with the bright moon as the matchmaker and the heaven and earth as the witness. What else is there to do?
What's the difference?
Brother Feng, let Xiaoxue be your apprentice from now on... As long as I can be by your side, that's enough...
"Disciple Mo Lingxue was rescued by Brother Feng when he was a child. He has no virtue and incompetence, but due to his special physique, he is suitable for cultivating immortals. Thanks to Brother Feng who never hesitates, guides and teaches techniques all the year round, he broke through to the realm of a saint the day before yesterday. I am lucky today.
, I worship Brother Feng...I worship Brother Feng as my teacher. In the future, I will respect my teacher and respect the Tao, and I will study hard. I am a teacher for one day, and a father for a lifetime. Where the teacher lives, the Tao lives. Now use the bright moon as the matchmaker, and the heaven and earth as the medium.
Prove, life after life, Murong Feng, is my master, life is to respect life, death is to respect death..."
After speaking, Mo Lingxue closed her beautiful eyes, leaned over and lowered her head, a drop of clear tears silently fell on the ground, and unknowingly, she kowtowed three times. She knew that from this moment on, Brother Feng would
He is no longer his big brother, but his master.
Murong Feng looked down at her and sighed softly. His dispersed consciousness had already noticed a line of clear tears on that young face. Under the thick eyelashes, those sultry eyes had a few tears vaguely attached to them, trembling slightly. Xiaoxue
Do you know your identity? It's not that I don't accept you, it's just that I can't... I accept you as my disciple in order to resolve this long-cherished wish.
Xiaoxue, I have suffered so much for you. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely repay you twice as much.
"Xiaoxue, get up. From now on, you and I will be master and disciple." Murong Feng gently supported the petite body under the moonlight: "I was originally a wandering immortal, and I became enlightened by chance. I have no sect. Today, since
Once I have gained a disciple, I will temporarily call this sect Qingfeng Pavilion."
"Qingfeng Pavilion...Okay, whatever the master says, that's what it is..." Mo Lingxue used her skills, evaporated the tears in her eyes, raised her charming head, and looked at Murong Feng, with tears still lingering and a dimple in her smile.
Naturally, I reminded myself over and over again: He will be my master from now on.
"Xiaoxue, since I attained Taoism, all my skills have been created by myself. Now, there are three thousand Tao, the Tao of Heaven, the Tao of the Sword, the Five Elements Tao, the Yin and Yang Tao, etc. All the three thousand Tao of Heaven can be understood, and there are techniques in the five directions, illusions, and magic.
You can learn all five kinds of magic, such as the magic of inviting gods, the magic of puppets, etc. There are eight thousand methods, including the formation method, thunder method, fire method, wind method, etc., all the eight thousand methods can be learned!"
"There is also the master's secret skill, Qingfeng Jue, which is the essence of my life and my life's hard work. It cannot be learned without the ninth-turn physical constitution. And now, you are the ninth-turn Xuanyin body, which just matches my Qingfeng Jue.
The secret of Feng Jue’s cultivation, as my teacher, I plan to teach you this method.”
Murong Feng patted Mo Lingxue on the shoulder, with a smile on her lips. Reflected in the moonlight, she looked so kind and handsome.
"Master, it doesn't matter what you study. I just want to always be by your side and help you solve problems. Disciple, this life is enough." Mo Lingxue smiled faintly. Regarding what Murong Feng just said about the Three Thousand Heavenly Ways, Five Methods and Eight Methods,
Qianfamen didn't care at all. Perhaps, in her eyes now, these are not as tempting as traveling around the world with the master.
"Xiaoxue, now that I am your master and a role model for others, I must set an example. You are my apprentice, so I cannot indulge you. Under my disciple, you will be a person who can change the world with just a single gesture.
A powerful person, so the path of cultivation in the future will still be very difficult. I hope you won’t be afraid of hardship, don’t be greedy for fun, and don’t be greedy for the world of mortals. Do you understand?”
"I know that doing this is very cruel for a young woman like you. Of course, if you don't want to follow me to practice Taoism, I won't force you to do so. What you said tonight can be regarded as empty talk, even as a teacher.
Pretend you didn’t see it.”
When Mo Lingxue heard what Murong Feng meant, she was indeed a little anxious. It was too late to be willing, so how could she not be willing?
"Master, I am willing! I am willing!!"
Murong Feng gently stroked Mo Lingxue's little face and said with a smile: "If you feel uncomfortable with the master's name, you can call me Brother Feng."
Murong Feng finally relented. Of course, it was just a title, and our Lord, the Lord, would not care about these details.
When Mo Lingxue heard this, her expression, which had been a little depressed just now, suddenly became radiant: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng, Brother Feng~~ Hehe..."
Murong Feng smiled lightly and said: "Well, well, there is enough spiritual energy tonight, which is just suitable for your nine-turn Xuanyin body practice. I will give you the basic formula of Qingfeng Jue first. You can practice it carefully and wait until you have mastered Qingfeng."
On the day of true energy, I will take you to heaven."
Mo Lingxue was shocked: "Go to heaven?"
"Yes, today in the heaven, although there are not many monks with saint cultivation, there are still many potential dangers. Due to power struggles, personal grudges, treasures of heaven and earth, etc., there are not a few immortals who die every day. Although the heaven is called heaven,
But it is also a world where the weak eat the strong, so if you don’t have the ability to protect yourself, going up there will only lead to death.”
"So, isn't it dangerous for Brother Feng to go it alone?" Mo Lingxue realized this problem immediately out of instinctive love for her master and blurted out.
Murong Feng chuckled and patted Mo Lingxue on the back: "You little girl, do you know that my ability as a teacher is earth-shattering, invincible and unparalleled. In the entire world, there are less than three people who can compare with me.
, with such strength, why should we be afraid?”
"Wow!! Brother Feng is so powerful! Then master, you are...not a saint king, are you?" Mo Lingxue was a little surprised, but it seemed that this surprise was expected.
"As of now, I won't hide it from you. As a teacher, I am in the middle stage of the Saint King. I can destroy the heaven and the earth with just one move!" In his words, a kind of solemn and royal aura was unconsciously revealed.
Mo Lingxue is a little obsessed at the moment. With the cultivation of the Holy Lord, there are less than three people in the whole world who can compare with the master! How can I be so lucky to have such a big brother? How can I be so lucky to have such a master? How can I be so lucky?
I am so happy to have fallen in love with such a big brother and such a master... Now that we are like this, what else do we pursue...
"Brother Feng, do you know Tianzun? I heard that Tianzun is very powerful~" Mo Lingxue asked infatuatedly, her youthful appearance showed innocence, and she was dressed in plain clothes, but it could not hide her natural purity.
"Tianzun? Haha, he is very powerful, but I am not familiar with him..." Murong Feng smiled bitterly and was speechless.
Mo Lingxue seemed a little disappointed and shook her head: "Brother Feng, who is better between you and Tianzun?"
Murong Feng was speechless and hesitantly said: "Well... I can't say for sure. Sometimes I am better, sometimes he is better, hehe..."
"Little girl, don't ask. It's getting late. Take advantage of this moonlit night to quickly learn the formula of Qingfeng Jue!"
Murong Feng quickly stopped. The little girl is very curious. Don't wait until the end to ask Tianzun's last name, where he lives, whether he has a wife, and what he looks like. You've already exposed everything in one go...
"Yes~~Master~~~" Mo Lingxue deliberately raised her tone. This was the first time that she learned skills from Brother Feng. Just now, Brother Feng said that only those with ninth-level physiques can learn Qingfeng Jue. Then
Shouldn't it be very, very powerful?
Murong Feng flicked his red sleeves and jumped into the air. Under the moonlight, his whole body was covered with green light. Then he leaned down slightly and stretched out one hand towards Mo Lingxue in the pavilion. Mo Lingxue did not hesitate.
He stretched out his hand and let Murong Feng hold it.
With a whooshing sound, I saw two green lights flashing by, and no one was in the pavilion. After a while, on a mountain top not far away, two people suddenly appeared, like a couple of gods, standing in the air, and the wind blew the fairy.
With his sleeves fluttering in the air, he looks like an immortal left behind in the world, independent of the world. The moonlight here shines down like water. Within a radius of a hundred miles, this is the place where the power of the moonlight is the most abundant.
"The name of this method is 'Qingfeng', also known as 'Qingfeng', which talks about a kind of free and unrestrained style."
"The green maple is the breeze. The wind has the tenderness of water and the intensity of fire, but it has no reality or form, no void or shadow. Wind is one of the most basic elements between heaven and earth, and it is also the element closest to Tao. Heaven
The way of life is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than enough damage, so the virtual defeats the real, and the deficiency overcomes the excess, but wind just belongs to the category of 'virtual'."
"Using the wind by relying on the void is about Qi. It is about being free and unrestrained. The wind is surging. What is also about Qi is about grace. Mastering the element of wind is the first level of Qingfeng Art. It is to turn the spiritual energy in the body into wind.
Turn the wind into true energy, and turn it into Qingfeng’s true energy!"
As he said that, he saw Murong Feng stepping on the breeze, holding a sword on his fingertips, reflecting the broken starlight in the sky. The wind was dancing, and green light surrounded him. A silver lightsaber in his hand seemed to be there, pointing up to the universe, and down to the sky.
In the netherworld, all things in the world suddenly seemed to freeze. But at the next moment of flying into the sky, spiritual energy surged out, and Murong Feng pointed his sword energy, causing flowers and jade to fly into pieces immediately!