There was torrential rain, lightning and thunder, and the water waves were higher and higher, like mountains rising and falling.
Amidst the stormy waves, a woman stood alone on the tide, her long hair spread out over ten feet and dragged into the water like green water plants.
The woman's body was covered in blood and was in a collapsed state, her lips were opening and closing, and a transparent blue water sword in her hand was pointed upward, as if she was reciting a curse. Countless sword lights accompanied by the chanting of scriptures that could not be suppressed by the wind and waves were like thousands of arrows firing in unison.
The sword energy poured out, and before the woman's body was torn into pieces and completely annihilated, she turned her head and looked in a certain direction with her bloody eyes.
"Huh", the thin girl who was sleeping peacefully on the bed sat up in shock.
In the darkness, she covered her forehead and eyes, suffering from a splitting headache. Inexplicable sadness lingered in her heart, lingering, her thin shoulders shook, and she sobbed silently.
Those bloody eyes in the dream were so scary!
This recurring nightmare has been with her for several years, and she can't see it clearly.
She seemed to be able to personally feel the sadness and helplessness of the woman in the dream. Every time she woke up from the dream, she would feel sad alone for a long time.
Her father and brother were busy making a living, so how could they care about her insignificant feelings.
Shui Qingru, who was sleeping with her, woke up quietly. In the darkness, she saw her companion sitting up on the bed opposite her and seemed to be crying. She hurriedly turned over and climbed up, put on her robe and lit the oil lamp. She sat down and patted the girl until her hands hurt.
He touched his back and said comfortingly: "Sister Shui Ya, are you having a nightmare? Don't be afraid, we are all here."
In fact, there is another empty bed. Her friend Shang Qingyun went out for training and has not returned.
She had a nightmare when she was a child, and her mother comforted her with such actions and words.
He also recited the Taoist mantra to ward off evil: "Zhu said: Those who are facing a battle should move forward in groups, always keep an eye on them, and avoid everything."
After three times, he reached for the robe folded on the stool and put it on the back of Yang Shuilan, who was covering her head and still crying silently, so as not to catch a cold. It took a while before the weak Shuiya lay down again.
The water is as clear as if the big oil lamp has not been blown out, letting the light shine to dispel the darkness. People who have nightmares are afraid of the dark, so they think it is a waste of clear oil.
At three o'clock in the morning, the sky was still dark, and the clear sound of the wake-up bell came from the corridor outside.
Shui Qingru had long been accustomed to the Taoist life, so she quickly got up and dressed, and patted Shuiya who was sleeping deeply. Seeing that Shuiya was sleepy and her eyes were swollen, she made a gesture to indicate that she was getting up.
Shui Ya hurriedly got up, dressed, made the bed, and Shui Qingru walked out of the room, fetching cold well water to wash and tidy up.
Climbing up the mountain in a hurry, apprentices walked in one after another in the Taoist temple hall. The apprentices on duty had already swept and wiped it, so there was no need for everyone to do it together. When Shuiya crossed the high copper-clad threshold, her eyes were dizzy and she stood up
He was unsteady and fell outwards, but Shui Qingru, who had quick hands and quick eyes, held him up and pushed him to the wall.
Looking at her companion who suddenly turned pale, Shui Qingru asked in a low voice: "You are not feeling well, how about I help you ask for leave from the temple owner, and you can go down the mountain and go back to your dormitory to rest?"
She has grown from the little girl she was to a young girl, and she gradually understands what she needs to know.
Shuiya leaned against the outer wall of the Taoist temple, holding Shui Qingru's hand tightly to prevent her from asking for leave.
Just when she was about to enter the door, her mind went "buzzing", as if there was some invisible wave of air that blasted her out. I wonder if it was a hallucination caused by having a nightmare at night and not sleeping well?
After resting for a while, she felt better and her head was no longer dizzy. Shuiya stood up straight and walked to the door. She walked slowly across under Shui Qingru's gaze. Nothing happened.
In the afternoon, the team, which had been traveling for half a month, returned.
The basket on the donkey's back deliberately made a "ding-dong" sound as it ran, showing off the harvest of its trip to the little fox demon and Hu Qiang'er.
With its nose, it found a lot of fragments of magic weapons and metal materials.
No matter good or bad, everything is gathered in the basket. Just like the first time I went to the Qianluo Mountains with Guanzhu and Mo Ye and found the sword pill that was still being refined in the stomach chamber, I don't always have that kind of luck.
The six apprentices had a somewhat weathered look on their faces. They spent more than ten days sleeping outdoors in the barren mountains in the middle of winter, which added to their cultivation experience. Fortunately, they had practiced to the point where they could survive, and each of them had some harvests of varying sizes.
The second senior brother drank the spiritual tea and slowly told the temple owner and Yue Anyan about the details of this outing.
From now on, Taoist apprentices will have to go out in batches for training after promotion. He is summing up experience and coming up with an effective plan. It is impossible for the three of them to accompany and take care of them all the time, leaving a few calm older ones to do it.
Apprentices lead the team.
"Lu Zijin likes to go out, so he sends Lu Zijin, a ready-made expert, to follow them. They usually use their own opinions. If there is any trouble or danger, Lu Zijin will come in and solve it."
"This is a good method. With Lu Zijin's strength, he can deal with three or two Jianwei realm monks."
"We can follow them secretly a few times and let them make their own decisions and adapt."
The three of them discussed and basically settled on it, and added some details. Yue Anyan then told the second senior brother to accept Shuiya as an apprentice and all the unusual things about Shuiya.
"Is it so fast? You found your sense of energy in just five days?"
"Actually, it's less than five days, so I want to use your special talent, senior brother, to hear her true inner thoughts."
"You are here to harm me again... OK, I will be the evil one. Who calls me the mountain chief?"
The second senior brother smiled and agreed. Since he knew that there was such a peerless genius, for the peaceful development of the Taoist temple, it was his duty to use his unique ability to pry into people's hearts.
The three of them chatted about other things, and after drinking tea, they went out while Yue Anyan stayed to clean up the room.
Zhang Wenfeng saw at a glance that in the northwest corner of the field, Shui Qingru was practicing boxing skills under the Jiugong pile. Shuiya and Shang Qingyun, who had returned from today's trip, were watching and chatting. One hour before dinner every afternoon was free time for the apprentices to practice.
, you can go to the library to read, or you can go down the mountain to play in the woods together.
The two walked straight over and signaled Shuiya and Shang Qingyun not to be polite and not to disturb Shui Qingru's boxing practice.
When Shui Qingru stopped, Zhang Wenfeng stepped forward and said with a smile: "Shui Qingru, I'll give you a few tricks. You let go of your hands and feet and be careful not to be knocked out of the Nine Palaces pile by my punch."
The apprentices who were playing in the field heard that the master was practicing boxing with Shui Qingru, and they crowded around.
The master's story was very nice and he often gave guidance to them on their cultivation and sword practice, but this was the first time for them to teach me moves.
Shui Qingru saluted, and used the walking and boxing stances in a regular manner to walk around the nine wooden stakes with the viewer. He followed the fists, punching and changing palms like a butterfly walking through flowers. The fight was quite methodical, and two figures suddenly appeared.
It turned east and west, dazzling the onlookers, and from time to time there was a "crack" sound of fists and palms touching each other in the Jiugong pile.
Suddenly, the viewer's boxing skills changed from fast to slow, and then from slow to fast, with pauses, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, without any suddenness. Shui Qingru received a few punches, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he followed the viewer closely.
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With the master's words and deeds, her understanding of Jiugong boxing skills has reached a new level.
It would be great if the viewer could often accompany her to feed her.
Shi Nanguan slapped his forehead and muttered: "It's over. She learned new tricks, and the tricks she came up with to defeat her didn't work. Hey, why am I so unlucky? The master is partial, and he promised to teach me the trick.
Not honored.”
The mountain chief listened for a moment and felt that Shuiya's heart was calm and peaceful, with no distracting thoughts at all.
I was a little surprised, this state of mind was so clear.
By the way, I glanced at the few little guys nearby. They all had ups and downs in their emotions, especially the little fat guy next to him who was mumbling. He was so excited that he wanted to defeat Shui Qingru. He almost laughed out of anger.
"Go out!"
He slapped the little fat man hard on the shoulder, almost causing Shi Nanguan to lose his legs and sit on the ground.
The two figures in the field suddenly separated. Shui Qingru clasped his fists and bowed, saying thanks as a disciple.
She benefited a lot from a sparring session, especially when the spectator occasionally showed a hint of powerful punching intention that made her suffocate, which gave her a mysterious feeling of punching so high that it was beyond the sky.
"Chief, what did you hear?"
"I didn't hear it. Her mood is very stable. I will listen to her a few more times when I have a chance in the future."
The two chatted over the phone and walked away along the corridor.
Through the gap in the crowd, Yang Shuilan stared at the back of the mountain master with some confusion. She realized that the mountain master seemed to be casting a spell to spy on something. It seemed that it was not targeting her alone. Shang Qingyun and others beside her were all watching.