Under the fragrant tree, the monks came down to accept disciples with a fairy spirit.
There is a peaceful and joyful atmosphere everywhere.
Mortals are grateful.
Xue Zhenzhen said: "You have no knowledge, no skills, no ambition, you are my son, why do you want to learn these little tricks of mortals?"
Xue Cuo opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw Xue Zhenzhen breaking off a flower branch from the tree, he quickly grabbed his ears with both hands: "Mom, I have practiced enough times today, swinging the sword one thousand five hundred times!"
When Xue Zhenzhen heard this, he threw away the flower branches and was still a little dissatisfied: "Why not one thousand eight hundred times?"
Xue Cuo took a breath: "Mom, you are unreasonable! I have practiced enough times, but instead of praising me, you scold me. Over time, I will not want to believe you!"
Xue Zhenzhen put his hands behind his back: "I'm unreasonable? When your father was six years old, he had learned the Tianyi Sword Technique and entered the realm of the gods. When I was six years old, I also understood the Dragon Might Sword Intent to the first level and entered the realm. The spiritual realm, but now you know nothing!"
Xue Cuo's retort was instantly stuck in his throat, and his ears were red from holding it back, but he couldn't speak because what Xue Zhenzhen said was indeed the truth.
He just didn't realize the meaning of the sword.
Jun Wuwei brushed the branches and walked towards the two of them.
The sword fairy has a graceful posture, and the hem of his clothes is cleaner than the petals of a pear blossom.
Gu Rujie followed him, trying hard to catch up. He was lonely and thin, with cold eyes, ragged clothes, and was even covered in mud and blood. He was a mortal man covered in mud and sweat.
While fighting with those disciples, he did not realize that he was unclean.
There are orchids and fragrant grass under his feet.
Drop by drop of blood hit the leaves, making the place dirty with blood.
When Gu Rujie saw it, he was stunned for a moment. He suddenly stretched out his hand to tear off a piece of his clothes and wiped off the blood on Fang Ye. Then he wiped his cheeks and hands carefully until his face was as clean and tidy as an immortal. Sober.
Jun Wuwei turned around without urging, and waited for Gu Rujie to finish tidying up before leading him to Xue Zhenzhen's side.
Gu Rujie cupped his fists and saluted: "Master Immortal."
Xue Zhenzhen turned her gaze to him. It was originally careless and indifferent, but she let out a light sigh and said after a moment of silence: "Your swordsmanship is not bad."
Gu Rujie breathed a sigh of relief and felt a hint of joy. One of the two strongest men in Donglu Kendo also expressed his appreciation for him.
He also noticed that there was a five or six-year-old child next to Elder Xue, wearing two flower buds and wearing a blue and white disciple uniform.
The child's sleeves and clothes were wet and full of mud, no different from those children playing around in the mortal world.
Gu Ruhui looked at him, and he looked at Gu Ruhui, winked, and smiled mischievously at Gu Ruhui.
Gu Ruhui thought, is he laughing at me?
I also thought that since he was born in a fairyland, he naturally loves to laugh, but I can’t laugh.
The sword immortal stretched his legs. If it were not for Gu Rujie, he would not leave the place of practice.
He said to Xue Zhenzhen: "Gu Rujie is now my disciple. I will take him to Liuyun Peak. As for being enrolled, how about entering Tianyi Pavilion?"
Xue Zhenzhen said coldly: "Xue Cuo has already arrived at school. He is in Tianyi Pavilion. Your disciple will go to Tianyi Pavilion again?"
The sword immortal was stunned for a moment, then looked down at Xue Cuo. He folded his arms and was silent for a while, then asked Xue Cuo: "Are you willing to go to Shujian Pavilion?"
Xue Zhenzhen's face changed slightly, and his fingers grasped the hilt of Longwei sword.
Xue Cuo couldn't see it. He thought of the two junior brothers Xu Youyu and Youxia, the female swordsman who mentioned her like a chick, and nodded repeatedly.
But Xue Zhenzhen did not allow it: "Xue Cuo can only go to Tianyi Pavilion."
The sword immortal did not argue about this, and just sighed: "Really, then Gu Rujie should go to Shujian Pavilion. Shujian Pavilion is not bad, but the speed of accessing the core skills is still a bit slow, which is a bit of a waste of Ruhui's talent. I think Let’s see what realm he can cultivate to the fastest.”
Jun Wuwei did not worry about Xue Cuo when he spoke. He felt that Xue Cuo was still young and not very talented.
Therefore, I didn't notice that Xue Cuo's hand was tugging at the corner of his clothes, rubbing and rubbing, and his head was buried lower and lower.
Xue Zhenzhen nodded, and she said to Xue Cuo: "I don't have time to accompany you. Remember to practice hard these days. After three days, I will send you to Dao Palace. If you follow that sword and go out to mess around again, I will punish you." you!"
The sword immortal said: "After the selection meeting, there will be an initiation ceremony. The wine there is good. Come on, Ruhui, I will take you to see it."
The two of them each had their own things to do. Xue Zhenzhen flicked his sleeves and headed east. Sword Immortal took Gu Rujie up the white jade steps of Wanhua Pavilion leisurely.
Gu Ruhui walked a few steps and looked back.
Xue Cuo stood there, holding two small silver fish in his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.
After both of them were gone, Xue Jian found Xue Cuo and took him back to the Immortal Forest in Liuyun Peak.
Xue Cuo hung the small fish on the tree and said seriously: "Uncle Jian, you have to supervise me. This time I will swing it two thousand times!"
The big hand on the snow sword didn't know what kind of stimulation Xue Cuo received, and smiled downward.
Xue Cuo was full of interest and opened his posture: "One, two, three, four..."
"One hundred and seventy-nine..."
"Three hundred and forty-five..."
"Four hundred and one...four hundred...four hundred..."
"...four hundred..."
An hour later, Xue Cuo was lying alone on the big rock. Xue Jian saw that he was mumbling something but not moving, so he flew over and took a look.
Xue Cuo looked miserable, hugging the big stone and unwilling to pay attention to him. The snow sword flew around Xue Cuo and punched him, but Xue Cuo did not move.
The kid is so weird today.
Xue Cuo had always taken advantage of him by force, but today he actually ignored him. His big blue and black hands were clattering on the sword in deep thought. Could it be that his hair was messed up and he was angry? This boy is so difficult to take care of!
The big green and black hands pulled Xue Cuo's face mockingly, combed two new pigtails for him, and tied them up with red rope, but Xue Cuo was still lack of energy.
Xuejian slapped his butt impatiently, Xue Cuo moved for a moment, and then nothing happened.
The big green and black hands jumped in surprise. Could it be that he was hungry?
He flew under the tree and saw the small whitebait caught by Xue Cuo. The fairy fish survived out of the water and flicked its tail in great horror.
The green and black man is cruel and ruthless.
A quarter of an hour later, crystal clear sashimi was spread out on the snow sword and flew to Xue Cuo's side. His big blue-black hands grabbed Xue Cuo's ears and slapped his buttocks.
Xue Cuo moved his nose, got up, sighed softly while eating, wiped his tears, his starry eyes filled with the desire for freedom: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Jian, I don't want to practice anymore, I really want to go out and play."
Xuejian was silent for a quarter of an hour. His big blue-black hand knocked on the hilt of the sword, grabbed Xue Cuo's back collar, and lifted him to fly towards the ban.
One person and one sword slipped out in full view of the trees.
The immortal pines shook their heads wildly in anger: That foxy sword! Since having it, Xue Cuo no longer comes to pluck their hair!
Xue Jian carried Xue Cuo and flew slowly to the edge of Daze, and threw Xue Cuo down.
Xue Cuo was playing by the water for a while, and suddenly saw a white cloud falling, with two familiar people standing on the cloud.
Xue Cuo's eyes lit up: "Brother Ren Shu! Mother-in-law!"
Ren Shu: "Little fellow Taoist, I have been waiting for you here for a few days. If you don't show up, I will leave."
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they were naturally happy to meet again.
Xue Cuo took Ren Shu down to Daze to fish. Granny in purple originally wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, she didn't say anything.
Ren Shu took off his shoes for the first time and stepped on the beach. He couldn't let go.
Xue Cuo said contemptuously: "Hey, brother is so white."
Ren Shu almost laughed angrily and replied: "You are fairer, little girl."
Xue Tso took off his pants, put his hands on his hips, and then jumped into the water: "I'm not a girl."
Ren Shu was splashed with mud by Xue Cuo. He rolled up his sleeves. In his youthful spirit, after thinking about it, he simply took off his clothes and jumped into the swamp naked.
The two of them fought until the water in the river became muddy.
Granny Ziyi clenched her fists and closed her eyes: Forget it, just this time.
After playing in the evening, the two of them dressed up again. Xue Cuo sat on the top of the clouds, holding the white clouds in his arms, tugging at them one by one: "Brother Ren Shu, I don't want to go home."
Ren Shu was as quiet as a puppet, and after a while he replied: "I don't want to go home either. After I go home this time, I can't come out to find you again."
Xue Cuo asked hurriedly: "Why, is your home far away?"
Ren Shu shook his head: "No...do you remember that that day you were in heaven meditating on Taoism, and we came to find you."
Xue Cuo nodded.
Ren Shu said: "I saw the Golden Crow Sun Disk in your Taoist image. I thought you were the same as me, following the Incense and Fire Taoism."
The face of the purple-clothed old woman changed drastically, and she hurriedly said: "Young Master!"
Ren Shu's face didn't change: "Mother-in-law, when you interact with others, you should treat them sincerely."
Xue Cuo looked a little solemn: "Brother Ren Shu, are you the God of Incense and Fire?"
Ren Shu was silent and hummed: "Yes, everyone in my family follows the incense and fire path, and now it's my turn."
Xue Cuo was silent, and Ren Shu felt a little sad. He made seals with his fingers, and a light blue water mirror formed in the sky: "Look."
Looking out through the water mirror, the mountains and rivers have lost their color, and the lakes on the earth are only cold gray. But among the black, white and gray colors, there are extremely fine golden light spots, floating in the sky, rising higher and higher, and finally scattering. Into the invisible night.
Xue Cuo found that the scenery seen with the naked eye and the water mirror were completely different: "What are those little dots?"
"The wish power of living beings, the divine power of incense."
Xue Cuo didn't seem to understand, so he lowered his head and looked down again, becoming more and more fascinated as he looked.
Under the blue night sky, the black Daze is bottomless, like a curled up sleeping girl. The girl is sleeping in a shell that looks like a snail but not a snail. There is a ship-shaped round wheel behind her head. The small tributary of Daze is her. Her hair, the thick river is the streamer hanging around the girl, and the lake is the pearl falling on her dress, emitting a shimmering light.
Xue Cuo rubbed his eyes: "Da...Daze Goddess?!"
Ren Shu was startled, looked Xue Cuo up and down, took him back to Yuntou, and said seriously: "Why... don't think about it, don't listen to it. The gods in the old days were so evil and ferocious. If they weren't from a family that followed the path of incense and fire, It’s easy to become possessed and cause harm to everyone.”
Xue Cuo murmured: "Is the incense so dangerous?"
Ren Shu nodded and clasped his hands behind his back: "If you don't want to be my friend, that's okay."
Xue Cuo said: "I don't like Incense Shinto, but I want to make you a friend."
Ren Shu's clay puppet-like face gained a lively color: "Okay, then if you have a chance to go to Southern China in the future, you can visit me at Qianyun Mountain in the South China Sea and offer me a stick of incense."
"I know you are here, and I can help you dream at night."
Xue Cuo: "I'm going to steal your offerings then!"
Ren Shu:......
The sky was getting dark, and the two of them said goodbye with each other holding hands.
Xue Cuo followed Uncle Jian back to the Immortal Forest, only to find that there was a small hut beside Jinghu Lake, and there were people practicing swordplay.
