When Ye Qiu heard these four words, he immediately thought of a movie in his mind and asked: "Old man, have you watched too many movies? All the way to the west, why not all the way to the north?"
"Don't talk nonsense. If you believe me, just follow me." Master Changmei finished speaking and took the lead to go to the west.
Ye Qiu followed.
The ice sheet was vast and boundless, and they were as small as two ants.
Walked for several hours.
Suddenly the wind howled, the snow fell heavily, and it was so cold that people shivered.
However, we have not yet left the ice sheet.
Master Changmei couldn't help complaining: "Little bastard, it's all your fault. If you join the Qingyun Sword Sect, we will definitely be drinking and eating meat on the flying magic weapon. Why do we need to suffer this?"
"Pindao is freezing to death."
"Following you is really bad luck for eight lifetimes."
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "Don't worry, you have rough skin and thick flesh, you won't freeze to death."
Master Changmei glared at Ye Qiu: "Can you talk to me properly? If you keep doing this, I'll be careful that I'll break off my friendship with you."
"Okay, don't be angry." Ye Qiu said, "Actually, I have always been curious about what movies are in the mobile phone you gave to Master Chongxu?"
Mr. Changmei laughed and said: "Those are all classic movies, such as the kind sister-in-law, mother's friend, enthusiastic neighbor, and the tenant downstairs..."
The two of them walked quickly and chatted.
The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier.
After walking for another two hours, Master Changmei stopped and said, "I am inspired to compose a poem."
Okay, my old habit is back again.
Ye Qiu was a little speechless.
Master Longmei shook his head and chanted:
"Wow, the snow is so heavy!"
"The sky is white with flowers."
"The earth is white with flowers."
"White flowers on the mountain."
"White flowers on head."
"The whole world is full of white flowers!"
After Master Changmei finished reciting, he asked: "Little bastard, what do you think of this poem written by Pindao?"
Ye Qiu said: "I remember you seemed to have read this poem before."
"Really?" Master Changmei smiled and said, "Then the poor Taoist will write another one."
Rub, are you addicted?
Master Changmei pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "Yes."
"Little bastard, listen carefully, this poem is called "Song of Snow"."
"The fairy from the Nine Heavens spreads silver flowers and threads the needle and threads carefully."
"I sew a thousand quilts in one night, and I want to warm thousands of homes!"
Ye Qiu was a little surprised. Compared with the limericks Changmei Zhenren had written before, this poem was considered to be of the highest quality. He couldn't help but ask: "Old man, was this poem really written by you?"
Master Changmei said in a sullen tone: "Isn't this poem well written? Little brat, please praise me."
See what you can do.
Ye Qiu was about to speak when suddenly, a voice sounded: "I didn't expect the Taoist priest's poems to be so well written. I'm disrespectful."
Changmei Zhenren turned around and saw the Qin and Sword Immortal coming through the wind and snow, just like an immortal.
Ye Qiu was a little confused. Didn't Qin Jianxian go back to repair the guqin? Why hasn't he left yet?
"I've met senior." Although Ye Qiu was confused, he still saluted respectfully.
"Changsheng, don't be polite to me." Qin Jianxian asked with a smile: "Where are you going?"
Master Changmei said: "We are preparing to leave the ice field."
Immortal Qin Jian said: "The ice field is very big. With your speed, it may take several days to get out of here."
Master Changmei asked: "Senior, didn't you say you were going back to practice piano? Why are you here again?"
Ye Qiu glanced at Changmeizhenren and thought, it seems that the old man is as confused as me.
"I came specifically to find Changsheng." Qin Jianxian said with a smile: "On the way back to the sect, I sent a message through the jade slip and reported everything that happened in the ice field truthfully. After hearing this, the sect master was very interested in Changsheng and wanted to
He accepted Changsheng as his disciple, so he ordered me to take Changsheng back to Qingyun Sword Sect."
What a good thing!
Master Changmei said excitedly: "Little bastard, did you hear that the sect of the largest sect in the Eastern Wasteland wants to accept you as a disciple?"
Ye Qiudao: "Senior, my attitude is actually very clear..."
"Changsheng, don't refuse in a hurry." Qin Jianxian interrupted Ye Qiu and said: "The sect master said that if you are willing to worship under his sect, he will accept you as a closed disciple."
"Perhaps you don't know yet, but the sect leader is a saint and a strong man!"
Ye Qiu was surprised. The powerful saint wanted to accept him as his disciple?
"Little bastard, this opportunity must not be missed. It will never come back. Let's go to Qingyun Sword Sect now." Master Changmei urged.
Although Ye Qiu was surprised, there was no disturbance in his heart. He didn't want to join any sect. He just wanted to find Ye Wushuang as soon as possible.
"Senior, thank you for your kindness, sect master. Please tell sect master that I appreciate his kindness."
Ye Qiu said: "Right now I have more important things to do, and I don't plan to join any sect for the time being."
Qin Jianxian looked surprised, "Chang Sheng, do you know what it means to worship a saint and a strong person as your teacher?"
"If you become the disciple of the sect leader, you will most likely inherit the entire Qingyun Sword Sect in the future."
"Moreover, Qingyun Sword Sect will provide you with training resources. As long as you work hard enough, you may even become a great emperor and ascend to immortality in the future."
"besides……"
"Senior!" Ye Qiu raised his hand to stop Qin Jianxian and said: "Senior, thank you and the master of Qingyun Sword Sect. I will keep your kindness in mind, but I really have no intention of becoming a disciple now, nor do I want to join any sect.
Door."
"Little bastard, are you crazy?" Master Changmei was a little angry: "The opportunity of pie-in-the-sky falling on your head, why don't you want it?"
"I have my own sense of propriety." Ye Qiu glanced sternly at the man with long eyebrows.
Master Longmei shouted: "I think you are out of your mind."
"Alas..." Qin Jianxian let out a long sigh and said, "Well, since your attitude is so resolute, I will report it to the sect master truthfully."
"Changsheng, no matter what time, our Qingyun Sword Sect welcomes you."
Ye Qiu thanked him again: "Thank you, senior."
Qin Jianxian changed his voice and said: "Changsheng, I have a personal request that I hope you will fulfill."
Ye Qiu was a little confused and asked: "Senior, please tell me."
Qin Jianxian said: "That wooden whip of yours is good, I want to borrow it for use."
There was embarrassment on Ye Qiu's face. The magic whip was one of his trump cards. If he borrowed it, he would be in danger.
Qin Jianxian said again: "It's like this. I have a powerful enemy who has been in seclusion for many years and is about to come out. When he comes out of seclusion this time, it is very likely that he will break through to the realm of a saint. Just in case, I want to borrow your
Use a wooden whip."
"Don't worry, I will return the wooden whip to you as soon as the enemy is defeated."
"how?"
Ye Qiu thought for a moment and said: "Senior, logically I should help you, but that wooden whip is my life-saving thing, so I hope you can forgive me."
"You won't lend it to me?" Qin Jianxian's face darkened, and cold murderous intent was released from his body.
