Her eyes are clear and kind. Even if she doesn't speak, you can see clearly what kind of person she is in her heart through these eyes.
He had long since given up on taking on a disciple, but now that he saw this little girl, he was ready to take on a disciple.
The days that followed were considered the happiest after Wanyue's death. The little girl was obedient, diligent in practicing, and had great talent. Her future future was immeasurable. He usually took care of his disciples and gave her guidance on her practice. How was her life?
hapiness.
But the way of heaven never allows people to be so happy.
Just when Shi Yingxue was about to build the foundation, Baili Jian felt uneasy and took some time to do some divination. He actually calculated that in mid-July, Shi Yingxue would be in trouble and the killing star would appear.
This murderous star was so fierce and bright that it frightened him.
So after another round of play, it was concluded that the killing star was not directed at Shi Yingxue, but at Zangfeng Valley, and it would definitely be Shi Yingxue's fate.
Moreover, this calamity is extremely murderous. If someone is not careful, Shi Yingxue may die here.
"You are really willing to give up." Suddenly someone spoke after Baili exercised. He turned his head to look. It was obviously Fang Wuhui, whom he hadn't seen for many days.
Fang Wuhui still looked the same as before with his fluttering clothes and fairy-like demeanor, but his cheeks were deeply sunken and became much thinner.
When Baili Jian saw him, he didn't look surprised at all. He just sighed: "No matter how reluctant you are to let go, you will eventually let go."
Fang Wuhui shook his head and said noncommittally: "When it comes to loving your disciple as much as your life, I think you are much better than Wang Yang. Last time you said that you felt that the fate of Zangfeng Valley had come, but what you were thinking about was the general.
Push your disciple out to live a good life instead of saving our sect."
Baili Jian punched Fang Wuhui and cursed with a smile: "It's full of nonsense!"
Fang Wuhui received this punch, and the smile on his face became even thicker. With a flick of his hand, he took out two jars of wine out of thin air, shook it: "Let's go back to your Ganyun Cave, we two brothers
It’s been many years since we had a good drink together, and I don’t know if there will ever be such a good time to drink together in the future.”
"Let's go, let's go!" Baili Jian's eyes were bright. He never thought that wine was a good thing before, but with so many things happening to him these days, he suddenly felt that wine was a good thing and he could use it to relieve his worries.
It could not be better.
The two brothers sacrificed their magic weapons respectively, laughing and chasing each other all the way back to Qianyun Cave.
No one is cleaning the Qianyun Cave anymore. Baili Jian and Shi Yingxue are doing it themselves. It seems that things are piled up in some places and it is a bit more popular.
The two of them cast a spell to clear out a small square table where materials were piled up. As soon as the wine cups were knocked together, regardless of whether there were any good dishes to go with the wine, after half a cup of yellow soup, the depression in their hearts seemed to disappear.
Fang Wuhui is an elegant man. Although he usually looks very out-of-the-box, he is actually quite proficient in poetry. When he was young, he was also a young man who read the books of sages while shaking his head.
He got excited about drinking, stood up, held the wine cup, and wrote a poem in one mouthful.
"The two of them drank together and the flowers bloomed, one cup after another.
I'm drunk and want to sleep, please go away. I want to bring Qin to you tomorrow morning."
Baili Jian slapped the table and laughed at his ability to read other people's poems and drop his book bag. He was still in high spirits, so why did he feel "sleepy"? What's more, he wanted to "hold the qin", which was why Fang Wuhui brought the qin himself. He
What kind of piano can a sword cultivator hold?
The two of them seemed to have returned to the most carefree time a few years ago. At that time, Zangfeng Valley was still the largest sect in Zhongnan Mountain. There were many talents in the sect. Although there were some minor conflicts, the leader was still his master and his favorite.
The person is not dead yet, and all the subsequent discord has not appeared.
The two of them talked and talked about Shi Yingxue's affairs. Baili Jian asked him if he had done what he was told to do.
Fang Wuhui grabbed the wine in front of Baili Jian, took a swig, and said with a smile: "It must be done! I used to be very good at traveling around the mountains and rivers, but I didn't know how good our teachers were until later.
The door is no longer closed. You joined me and said that you would break the murderous calamity for your little apprentice. I even put down the apprenticeship and went to arrange things for you. You didn't thank me properly and asked me if I had done it.
Finished! What a heartless senior brother!"
Baili Jian spat at him and said stiffly: "I'm worried about what you, a big talker, are doing!"
But after a while, he still sighed: "Wugui, I may not even be able to repay what I owe you in this life. What did you use to activate that formation?"
While drinking wine, Fang Wuhui said with a smile: "I don't have enough spirit stones, and I'm afraid of delaying your affairs. Your formation is so big, so I have no choice but to use my blood essence.
filled."
The wine cup in Baili Jian's hand fell down. He stiffly swallowed the wine in his mouth and said in disbelief: "What...?"
"You heard it right, it's blood essence."
Although the monks have escaped from the mortal world, they are still mortal bodies in this realm. They will lose a lot of essence and blood, and they will still suffer serious injuries. At the least, they will not be able to fight fiercely for a year or two, and at the worst, they will lose their lives.
life.
Fang Wuhui saw Baili Jian's surprised look and knocked his head carelessly: "So I can still scare you!"
"you......"
"Why are you talking so much! My senior brother is not a person who talks so much nonsense! Come on, come on, drink! If you don't drink, I will drink it all!"
The aroma of wine slowly drifted out of Qianyun Cave, and the big pine trees were still as tall and tall as before.
It is no longer possible to test the blood that brought this wine's fragrance, and the love for its disciples that was brewed with water.
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Shi Yingxue remembered Xiuxiu in her heart, and she felt extra happy on the way. In the past, Shi Yingxue carried Li Yuxiu flying in the sky, and Xiuxiu pointed it out to her from a distance, and she still had an impression in her heart.
If it weren't for the flying talisman being a rare resource now, she would have just taken the flying talisman and passed there this time.
Yingxue walked briskly along the way. Thinking that her master was still waiting for her in Zangfeng Valley, she couldn't help but speed up her pace.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Shi Yingxue saw Xiuxiu's small house from a distance.
Xiuxiu's family is a farmer's family at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. There are many such farmers, and most of them live together for the convenience of taking care of themselves.
These people are not aware of the existence of cultivators and are different from ordinary people, so most of the time they do not go to the mortal world. Just like the salesman Shi Yingxue met last time, he took his wife to the mortal world for treatment because she was sick.
of.
Shi Yingxue was so happy that she even used the body movements and steps that she would only use in battle, and ran all the way to Xiuxiu's house. She didn't notice that there was a thorny grass beside her feet, and it was on her ankle.
I scraped it gently, leaving a bloody mark, which was neither painful nor itchy.