Mo Wanyun's face flushed slightly. She had played with Gu Yusheng last year when the peach blossoms were blooming. In this case, she would not have cared about it. But as she has grown up over the past year, she has also begun to understand human affairs. No matter how naughty a girl is,
, as you grow older, you will also become quiet, elegant, and energetic.
At this moment, the two of them stood alone by the Peach Blossom Peak Waterfall. The young man chased the wind and clouds, and the young girl saw the flowers and rejoiced in spring. These were the best years.
How can you not feel turbulent in your heart?
Gu Yusheng was still ignorant about love in the world. He just thought that he and Miss Mo had not seen each other for several months and did not see each other outside. He only had good words to say. He took action, picked a butterfly from Mo Wanyun's hair, and gently touched it with his mouth.
As soon as the wind blew, butterflies flew everywhere. He never noticed that Mo Wanyun's expression changed much differently from previous years. He just stood happily where the wind could blow, fluttering the peach blossoms in the bamboo basket and placing them next to Mo Wanyun's ears.
, whispered: "Miss Mo is really more beautiful than last year. Butterflies are wrapped around your fingertips. I came from the foot of the mountain. It's not surprising that I met Miss Mo here. It may be God's arrangement."
"Stop, what the hell." Mo Wanyun's eyes flickered, "Glib-tongued, is it because I haven't been to the Peach Blossom Forest for so long that you came to me?"
Gu Yusheng thought for a while, shook his head slightly, and replied: "Miss Mo will often appear in my mind, and I have seen it several times in my dreams, but today I am looking for peach blossoms just to make wine... I also make peach blossom wine, I
Thinking about what Miss Mo likes to eat every year."
"snort!"
Mo Wanyun didn't know whether to scold Gu Yusheng or think that Gu Yusheng still didn't understand the meaning of spring breeze.
Gu Yusheng still said to himself: "I picked peach blossoms from your grandfather's yard to make peach blossom wine. Miss Mo, please don't tell your grandfather about this."
Mo Wanyun seemed to be thinking of something sad, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"With my grandfather's ability, it's not surprising that he made the iron tree bloom, but the most beautiful scenery in the world is definitely not like this. Besides, the peach blossoms blooming in the courtyard are nothing compared to the peach blossoms blooming in the mountain. Gu Yusheng, what do you think?
What happened to the peach blossoms in Qingping Mountain this year?"
Gu Yusheng thought about it seriously and said, "If Miss Mo likes this peach blossom, I have a way. Moreover, I can make the peach blossom bloom for a long time."
After hearing this, Mo Wanyun chuckled, looked at the serious Gu Yusheng with a pair of bright and soft eyes, and muttered: "How can there be such a thing? You are not a spring breeze, and you still know the meaning of peach blossoms?"
She didn't believe what Gu Yusheng said at all, and said in an unintentional manner: "Hey, I haven't seen you practicing swordsmanship in the peach blossom forest recently. Is there something wrong with your training?"
When Gu Yusheng saw Mo Wanyun mentioning cultivation, he suddenly thought of something. He turned around, stared at Mo Wanyun's eyebrows, and said, "Miss Mo, have you entered the soul-condensing realm and become a real practitioner?"
Or?"
"What does it mean to be a true practitioner? It's all the same. Do you have to reach that state?" Mo Wanyun changed his previous temperament and downplayed the identity of a practitioner. "In my opinion, anyone who is fighting against heaven is
People, those who do not succumb to fate, are all practitioners, what do you think?"
Gu Yusheng was vaguely aware of the fluctuations of spiritual energy on Mo Wanyun. He knew that with Mo Wanyun's qualifications and conditions, it was not surprising that he practiced extremely fast. However, she seemed to mean to comfort himself when she said this, and Gu Yusheng felt a surge in his heart.
Warmly, I stared at the sky, but my eyes were filled with the figure of Mo Wanyun.
"Miss Mo, during our last trip to the Demon Suppression Tower, the lights in the secret room seemed a little weird. Did you notice it? It seems... there is something strange that wants to put a mark on us. Your grandfather is a saint.
The great scholars in the academy may know something, so you might as well ask. If someone really does something, it would not be a good idea. In the path of spiritual practice, there must be no mistakes and no carelessness."
Hearing Gu Yusheng's words, Mo Wanyun bit her teeth lightly, and a smile appeared on her lips that was hard to catch. She suddenly stretched out her hand, snatched a peach blossom that Gu Yusheng was twisting with his fingers, tied it in her bun, and said:
"I'll go talk to grandpa about this."
Although Mo Wanyun didn't know why Gu Yusheng discovered such a mysterious thing, after all, it was when she suddenly had an epiphany that the Soul Bridge showed signs, and her grandfather noticed the abnormality, but she didn't want to tell anyone about it.
Gu Yusheng listened.
Those feelings between men and women.
Sometimes I want to be cared for.
Sometimes you want to be needed.
Mo Wanyun didn't understand why she felt so comfortable every time she was with Gu Yusheng, never talking about their big ideals or talking about each other's troubles.
When the two of them are together, they just talk about whatever they think about.
But after all, Mo Wanyun is no longer that arrogant loli, and her thoughts have gradually become more refined. Although she is still careless occasionally, she can feel that Gu Yusheng's expression is very focused when he says this, as if he is practicing sword practice in the snow.
His bright eyes were as bright as ever.
It turns out that the young man who often stops in front of the Demon Suppression Monument for a long time also cares about people.
Mo Wanyun already understood in his heart.
As if she had made some kind of decision, she turned slightly sideways, facing Gu Yusheng, and said: "Actually, I wanted to come and play with you in the past few months, but my grandfather urges me to study and practice every day. You know my temperament. I fall asleep while reading.
But my grandfather tests my classic essays every day, and it’s always hard to fool him. How about this? From now on, you can come here to practice in your free time. With you by my side, I may be able to learn more words, so that you can learn more about it every day.
What do you think about being able to pick some peach blossoms and take them back?"
When Gu Yusheng heard this, he felt a little sentimental in his thoughts.
He still said calmly to Mo Wanyun: "It turns out that Miss Mo also has such troubles. When my father was here, he often urged me to learn more words. He said that there are many truths in the book, and when I grow up, I will choose the most suitable one.
I would often fall asleep while reading at that time. My father would occasionally punish me and occasionally let me go. But now no one can test me on how much I read, how well I can write, and how well I practice. Miss Mo can rest assured.
, I come here every day after dusk, and there are some good books on my father’s bookshelf. Miss Mo can give them to your grandfather to read, he will definitely like them.”
Mo Wanyun pointed at Gu Yusheng and said with a smile: "You are really better at handling things than me, grandpa. You go down the mountain first and I will decorate this place. I want to study hard, but I won't delay your practice.
That waterfall can hide the sound, and you can also practice your sword here."
"Um."
Although Gu Yusheng felt that he had not stayed here long enough, when he thought of studying with Miss Mo in the future, inexplicable thoughts arose in his heart. As for why he was so secretly excited, Gu Yusheng couldn't explain.
He just felt that what Miss Mo said must make sense.
Carrying a bamboo basket full of peach blossoms, he went down the mountain. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Tomorrow I will bring some peach blossom stuffed wine for Miss Mo to try."
After saying that, his figure jumped down along the green waves of the waterfall.
"Ai!"
Mo Wanyun was so frightened that she stretched out her hand. Suddenly she saw that Gu Yusheng's figure had descended from the dangerous peak in a few moves. A smile appeared on her lips.
"I didn't say I wanted to eat it."
She made up a sentence, but the smile on her face was better than the peach blossoms. She skipped for a while, but it seemed that it was not appropriate. She was walking in the peach blossom forest like a lady, but she inadvertently reached out and broke a few peach branches. www
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She walked to the scholarly cabinet, moved a wooden shelf to support it on the bookcase, and kept rummaging through books one after another on the bookcase. These books had golden seals condensed with awe-inspiring energy. Although Mo Wanyun could move
, but cannot be read.
"Wanyun, my little ancestor, I thought you had become much quieter in the past six months. Why did you return to your original self after ignoring you for three days? Are you going to tear down my bookshelf? Hurry up.
Come down." Mo Fanchen felt a little sorry for the books on his bookshelves, fearing that Mo Wanyun might accidentally damage them.
Mo Wanyun looked unconcerned and wandered around the bookshelf, saying: "Grandpa, I don't usually read books, but you insist on asking me to read them. I found a few books to read today, but you didn't let me read them. You're stingy.
."
Mo Fanchen held a few books that Mo Wanyun had turned over, looked outside, and whispered: "Wan Yun, it's not that grandpa doesn't want to read these books to you, it's these books that you can't read randomly."
"Why? Are you afraid that I will damage the seal on it? Besides, Grandpa, aren't you copying these books day and night? I think my handwriting is pretty good recently, how about I help you? So that your eyes don't always see things.
Vague."
Mo Fanchen said solemnly: "Wanyun, grandpa, let me tell you the truth. I brought you to Qingping Mountain not because the peach blossoms here are so beautiful. Grandpa actually has something important to do. I have to take everything here."
The books have been copied and will be kept for future generations... in case the Holy Academy Book Mountain is no longer there one day... so that we can leave some ancestral wisdom to future generations."
Mo Wanyun looked surprised and suddenly said: "Grandpa, it turns out that you came to Qingping Mountain with me just as a cover... Then aren't these the collections of the Holy Academy Book Mountain?"
Mo Fanchen nodded solemnly.
"Although I can copy these collections, after copying, I will use the saint's method of enlightenment to erase this part of the memory. Furthermore, I have made an oath of heaven in front of the saint's statue. I cannot break the oath easily, let alone secretly store the collection in
I can’t pass on my spiritual practice secrets to others, not even you, so you can’t read these books.”
Mo Wanyun frowned slightly, pointed to the golden pattern on the book, and said, "I don't understand the saint's seal on it, so grandpa doesn't need to worry."
Mo Fanchen rubbed his brows and sat on the chair tiredly, sighing: "In the past year, I have copied the holy scriptures with great energy. I am exhausted physically and mentally. I can't care about your practice, but you can't slack off."
"By the way, Wanyun, sooner or later you will enter the Book Mountain. Although this golden pattern is mysterious, you must learn it. It is related to your future practice and the inheritance of the Book Mountain. It is actually the words of the sage in the Golden Rule.
It evolved into a rune code, a seal specially blessed to prevent monsters from stealing the human race's avenue and luck. As long as you can understand the words of the saints, cultivate the aura of awe-inspiring people, master some of the rules, and understand the magic of the changes in the runes.
, you will naturally understand..."
After hearing this, Mo Wanyun looked like he had a headache and let go: "I won't read anymore."
Mo Fanchen handed a booklet to Mo Wanyun and said: "You still have to read what you should read. You should read more of this book of words of saints. Also, you don't have the basics of runes I taught you before.
Forget it, don’t just practice swordsmanship all day long...the sword techniques your master taught you, although good, can only kill little monsters."
"I know, Grandpa."
Mo Wanyun held the book and walked to her boudoir.