The second day.
Xue Cuo knew that he was going out to meet people today, so he got up an hour early, jumped into the lake and took a bath, which frightened the fish and swam ashore in horror.
The snow sword floated lazily on the lake. When Xue Cuo was almost washed, his big green and black hands carried Xue Cuo with two fingers and flew into the thatched house with disgust.
Xue Cuo changed into a blue and white disciple uniform and looked very energetic, but his clothes were scattered and wet.
Xue Cuo took a picture in front of Jinghu Lake and said distressedly: "Uncle Jian, please help me cut it."
Xuejian: "..."
The big blue-black hand and the other strong, pine-needle green hand pulled Xue Cuo's cheeks, stretching them to both sides without mercy.
After spanking the child.
Holding the red headband in his big hand, he fell into quiet contemplation. Finally, referring to his own memory, he tied two flower buds on the child.
Xue Cuo lay down by the lake, holding his face in his hands: "Uncle Jian, I'm so cute."
Xue Jian remained still for a while, then slapped the boy's butt.
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About half an hour later, the restraint of Bulao Lin was opened, and two blue-shirted disciples with impressive bearing and handsome faces walked in.
One of them has a pale complexion, long eyebrows and cold eyes, and carries an ancient sword on his back. The other person has a gentle smile and a pair of peach blossom eyes.
"Little senior brother~"
"Senior brother."
It is said that Elder Xue and the child of Immortal Fearless live in the Immortal Forest, but no one has ever seen him.
The disciple who was carrying the ancient sword looked around and suddenly said: "Be careful!"
He lightly crossed the Mirror Lake, hugged the child who fell from the tree, and spun to the ground.
"Youyu, let me see what our senior brother looks like!"
The disciple who was carrying the ancient sword carefully put down Xue Cuo and frowned when he raised his eyes: "Junior brother Youxia, please don't be rude."
The disciple said: "Okay, okay, I'm rude. Lin Youxia, a disciple of the Tianyi Sect, has met Senior Brother Xue."
"Xu Youyu, a disciple of Shujian Pavilion of Tianyi Sect, has met Senior Brother Xue."
Flaws and advantages?
Xue Cuo was confused. He pulled the pine needles out of his hair and looked around. He saw no one and didn't recognize anyone.
Xu Youyu squatted down. His senior brother was too young. He was born no matter how many years ago, but now he is only five or six years old.
Xu Youyu asked: "Senior brother, what are you climbing the tree for? Do you want to get something?"
Xue Cuo was silent for a while, then handed out a small tree branch: "Meeting gift."
Youxia poked his head out from behind Xu Youyu: "What kind of greeting gift is a tree fork? Wait, I don't have one!"
Xu Youyu glanced at Youxia and put the branch into his arms: "Elder Xue asked us to take senior brother to Wanhua Pavilion. Senior brother, are you ready?"
Xue Cuo wanted to nod, but he was a little nervous. He touched the small wooden sword he was carrying and pulled the corner of Xu Youyu's clothes: "Well, Junior Brother Youyu, this is my first time going out from the main entrance. Are there many people there?”
Youxia originally wanted to make a joke, but Xu Youyu glanced at him and immediately shut his mouth.
Xu Youyu replied: "The immortals and elders from all the sects in Eastern China are gathered at Wanhua Pavilion today."
Xue Cuo was stunned.
Xu Youyu said: "But senior brother, don't worry, senior brother will sit with our disciples of Tianyi Sect when the time comes."
Youxia crossed his arms and came over: "Senior brother, if you are afraid of strangers, you can sit with me when the time comes."
Xue Cuo looked at him and stood silently behind Xu Youyu.
Youxia: It’s not necessary!
Time was running out, Xu Youyu did not exchange any more greetings, and after making sure that he had nothing to bring, he took Xue Cuo and rushed to Wanhuaxie with his sword together with Youxia.
After Yu Jian flew out of Lumen Peak, Xue Cuo discovered that there were more fairy clouds and palaces in the sky. Among them, there was a palace floating by. It had fluttering clouds, graceful fairy shadows, many knights with swords and light, and the strongest coverage of divine consciousness.
Xue Cuo and his junior brothers were as small as sesame seeds in front of this behemoth.
Xue Cuo couldn't help but ask: "Junior Brother Xu, what do you think of my appearance?"
Xu Youyu bent down and looked at him carefully: "Senior brother is handsome and handsome."
Xue Cuo breathed a sigh of relief and tugged on Junior Brother Youyu's sleeve: "Junior Brother Xu, what are we doing at Wanhua Pavilion? Mom didn't tell me anything."
Xu Youyu explained: "Every year in early summer, each immortal sect recruits disciples. This time, led by Master Qingcang, the Eastern Continent Immortal Sect held a selection meeting to select outstanding immortal seedlings from all over the country."
Xue Cuo stopped breathing: "That's it, junior brother, it's the first time my mother has let me come out. There are so many people, I won't embarrass my mother."
Xu Youyu: "How could it be? Elder Xue has always loved senior brother very much."
Xue Cuo rubbed his butt, his expression a bit complicated, it was indeed a serious blow.
The three of them flew all the way, but they flew further and further off. Xue Cuo couldn't help but said: "Is this Wanhua Pavilion?"
Xu Youyu pondered for a moment and said steadily: "It doesn't look like that."
Xue Cuo took a breath of cold air.
The three of them regained control of their swords and flew for another quarter of an hour. They passed the outer gate, the large outer gate. Youxia couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, it should be this way."
Xu Youyu's face turned red. He opened the map and looked at it for a while. He explained in a good temper: "I have the impression that it is closer from here."
Then they circled back to Liuyun Peak and started again. After running for two hours, the three of them finally arrived at a mountain peak with brilliant clouds.
Both Xue Cuo and Youxia breathed a sigh of relief.
This mountain is located in the center of Tianyimen. The peaks are green and green, surrounded by clear water. There are lush flowers growing on both sides of the water. The scenery in Tianyimen is unique.
There is a long white jade staircase on the top of the mountain. Many immortal monks and disciples have already sat down on both sides. There are about a thousand people, but they are not noisy at all. They are enjoying the beautiful scenery of Wanhua Pavilion.
Xu Youyu stopped and landed on the white jade steps. Before entering the Wanhua Pavilion, the corner of his clothes was pulled.
Xu Youyu lowered his head, and his senior senior brother stretched out his hand and whispered in his ear: "Junior brother, can you hold me."
Xu Youyu said: "Okay."
Wanhua Pavilion.
Fallen stars are flying.
Xue Cuo stepped on the bluestone, which made a clanking sound. He held up the hem of his clothes and walked up step by step. Xu Youyu held his hand, always lagging behind him.
It seems that Xue Cuo is the one holding Xu Youyu.
There are many monks on both sides of the forest. Some of them are looking over, some are not, some are admiring the fallen flowers, and some are playing the piano and drinking.
At the end of the steps sat an old man wearing a purple gold and white jade crown, a silver snake girl with a pale face, the great monk of Lingguang Temple, and some monks with arrogant faces and no trace of their orthodoxy.
Sword Immortal Lord Wuwei was half leaning under the flower tree, seemingly lost in enlightenment.
Xue Zhenzhen, the master of the Longwei Sword, was sitting upright, talking with Master Qingcang with his head tilted to the side.
Xue Cuo rarely left the Old Forest since he was born. He was careful all the way, but his palms were still sweaty. When there were twenty-one steps left, Xu Youyu knelt down and straightened his clothes: "Brother, I can only give him a gift." You get here.”
Xue Cuo handed over his hands and walked up with the hem of his clothes. Xu Youyu came down the steps and heard a clear voice: "Thank you, junior brother."
He turned around and saw that his junior brother's back was very small, half covered by flower branches.
Xue Cuo stepped forward and saluted his mother, father, comrades, and old people he had never met before. The Sword Immortal looked at the flowers in a daze, but there was sadness between his eyebrows.
Xue Zhenzhen didn't say a word, nodded slightly, pointed to a straw mat on the right, and Xue Cuo bowed and sat down.
The old man sitting in the middle, wearing a crown of purple, gold and white jade, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, here is the flowing water and pure elegant music. I hold this cup high and invite all fellow Taoists to enjoy the blooming of thousands of flowers. , to jointly recruit talents from the Eastern Continent.”
Everyone smiled and bowed their heads: "Good."
Xue Cuo was slow for a moment and failed to keep up. He cupped his hands in an indecent manner, making Xue Zhenzhen's face darken.
Xue Cuo quickly sat up straight and did not dare to move.
After the old man spoke, some monks rushed down from the cloud steps, passing the message one step at a time. The flower trees that originally blocked the view naturally gathered to higher places. The monks sat on the flower trees and watched the scenery under the cloud steps.
Xue Cuo was sitting under a flower tree. When he saw his mother talking to others, he secretly moved his buttocks and looked down the cloud stairs.
The Ten Thousand Flowers Pavilion is located on the top of the peak, with abundant spiritual energy and majestic aura. Thousands of flowers are blooming together, which is so beautiful.
Halfway up the mountain, the aura is inferior, with only a few scattered flower trees left. However, because the flower trees are large and lush, and the petals fall from the top of the mountain, this place can also be called a beautiful place.
Halfway down the mountainside, there are no flowers or trees, only clusters of green thorns, mud, rocks and rotting leaves. The insects and birds below would not fly up originally, but nest peacefully in the grass and sing.
Suddenly the clouds and fog dispersed, and the beautiful scenery of thousands of flowers blooming on the mountain came into view, and there were birds and butterflies flying along the flowers.
Xue Cuo saw people among the rocks at the bottom of the mountain. Some were dressed in rich clothes, presumably from wealthy families in the world, and some were in ragged clothes, looking like beggars. They were so hungry that their faces were yellow and skinny, and they were probably from bad backgrounds.
They were carefully selected from the human world. They also saw the peak and rushed to climb up.
During the climb, someone drew his sword to kill someone in order not to fall behind. The female fairy caressing the silver snake praised: "This boy is decisive."
After saying that, he raised his sleeves and let out a stream of light.
The mortal who got the heavy treasure was first stunned, then ecstatic, and then panicked. He rushed forward desperately with the treasure in his arms, but was slashed by someone who had climbed up long ago and snatched the treasure away.
The silver snake girl covered her mouth: "What a pity."
The other immortals said: "Don't be sad. This boy's mind is not up to par and cannot be used for much purpose. How can anyone survive if he gets the treasure?"
The Silver Snake Girl praised her kindness, but she heard Xue Zhenzhen say: "Mortal people have weak minds. Miss Ciru, please don't give me any more treasures, which will only increase the number of killings."
The silver snake girl curled her lips and fanned lazily: "The sword master is talking about... eh, that child..."
Everyone looked at one place. The child crawling at the front was eleven or twelve years old. He was more than ten feet away from the others. He was carrying a short sword on his back and his body was light. His eyes were firm, not be fooled by the strange flowers and plants on the road, and he climbed to the top of the mountain with all his heart.
"Gu Ruhui."
Sword Immortal slowly opened his eyes. He opened his mouth and attracted everyone's attention. Jun Wuwei didn't notice it and asked the great monk of Lingguang Temple: "Does Master Huiyin know?"
Master Huiyin nodded and smiled: "That's good. I have heard a little bit about him. He is indeed a young and promising swordsman genius."
Xue Zhenzhen suddenly said: "Genius? How does it compare to Xue Cuo?"
Master Huiyin glanced at Xue Cuo, who secretly used a slingshot to shoot down the wind talisman and saved a mortal, clasped his palms together, and smiled without saying a word.
