Disciples are all debts

Chapter 13
When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, a huge pit appeared out of thin air, and most of the surrounding tables and chairs were overturned.All the sects were also disgraced, many disciples got up from the ground, and some sect masters had strong inner strength and were not overthrown, forcibly standing upright to resist the external force, even if they thought about it, they suffered serious internal injuries.

Qiantoseyou cleaned himself up immediately, and angrily accused me: "Mu Xiaowei! Why are you sitting so firmly without falling down!"

After being supported by his disciples, Master Tang also looked at me with admiration: "Senior Brother Mu is really extraordinary!"

After I pulled my apprentice up from the ground, I pointed to the majestic Wangcai at my feet, and explained, "Because Wangcai blocked me for me." Wangcai had a keen sense of the accident just now, and jumped directly to block me. In front of him, he took part of the impact.

When Wangcai heard that I was praising it, he was immediately full of fighting spirit, puffed up his chest and shook his tail, accepting everyone's admiring gazes on it, and rubbed his head under my hand, begging to be petted.

I caressed its fox head and said with emotion: "It's good to have rough skin and thick flesh."

Wangcai rolled his tail and drew it into my hand, turning his head angrily.

The temper of my mount is as strong as its power. Wangcai is a fox that I have only brought to practice for many years. Although it is true that its fur is thicker, it is not as thick as the internal strength of those masters. It stands upright to block the impact of fire, I only let it block a small half.

Many factions present were affected by this incident, and they all directed their anger at the Qinglong Gang.

The ashen-faced Long Gang leader snorted coldly, exterminated his relatives righteously, and kicked out the young master who caused trouble for his own incompetence, and accepted the judgment of everyone.

"City Master Ye, all the masters! Long Mou is not strict in discipline, he acted recklessly against his son, and did not know the severity, so he caused a thunderbolt, which threatened to cause a catastrophe! This beast will be punished by you, and Long Mou will not care about it!"

Seeing that the protection was gone, Young Master Long, who was still wounded, panicked immediately, and immediately knelt down in front of his father, tearful and remorseful: "Father! My son is wrong! But if my son doesn't kill him in the martyrdom, how can he kill that evil spirit?" Kill! Seeing that people are singing and singing deliberately to cover up the deeds of the devil, and they don't reveal the means of injuring their son and suppressing their father just now. These few evil spirits are rampant, causing harm to the martial arts, and causing infinite harm!"

"Shut up! It's not your turn to intervene in martial arts matters! How can Thunderbolt lore be used so easily? What if you hurt innocent friends in the world?"

"Son, of course, there is a sense of propriety. Can anyone be injured? It is said that the thunder and fire in the martyrdom are lore when they come out. How could someone turn the lore into nothing by himself! What kind of incredible skill is this? It is not at all. Manpower can do it! My son doesn't understand!" Young Master Long said sincerely, poking his neck.

"Young Master Long is right!" Someone echoed, "All the sects in the Central Plains are afraid of the Thunderbolt Hall, because it is difficult for ordinary people to compete with it because of the power of thunderbolts in the hall."

"Then what's going on? Young Master Long's thunderbolt shot towards Mount Luojia, who defuses it?"

"To be precise, the thunderbolt was aimed at the little girl who danced the sword just now. Isn't that little girl's swordsmanship claimed to be created by her master? Who else can solve the situation of life and death for the little girl?"

"Can actually dispel thunderbolt, thunder and fire, is there such a person in the righteous way? If it is not a person in the righteous way, then..."

"That's someone from the Demon Cult!"

The word shocked everyone, as if the evidence was conclusive, and everyone now reached a conclusion unanimously.

Fortunately, I was turned into a sieve by many eyes.

Tianji clenched her fist and was about to stand up, but I held her down.Master Tang also drew his sword and was about to strike, I shook my head at her.Qiantoseyou began to roll up his sleeves, "Mu Xiaowei, it seems that the time has come for me to dedicate myself to you."

"No need." I stopped him, "Your delicate body is worthless."

"I have the body of a tiger! You are so delicate, and your whole family is so delicate!"

So, when they thought that I stopped them and planned to do it myself, I sat innocently and didn't move.

"Master, it's okay for them to say I'm a demon cult, but they say you, I don't forgive them!" The angry Tianji was still planning to fight, trying to solve it by force.

I looked at her swollen cheeks, "Don't be so pedantic at such a young age. Demonic Way and Righteous Way are just one title. They say that a teacher is a member of the Demon Cult, and being a teacher will not lose a piece of meat."

"But..." The little apprentice looked at me aggrievedly.

But I ignore the slanderous words, but others will not let them go.

"Master Tang, if I say goodbye at this time, I won't be rude, right?" Sighing, I inquired.

"Of course not!" Head Tang nodded in agreement after being stunned for a moment, "We will go with you, we will not hold this martial arts conference!"

Chitoseyou agreed: "Genders are different, how to love each other, three views are different, how to hold meetings. Let's go!"

I got up from the elder's chair, led my disciples and Wangcai, and together with head master Tang led the disciples of Mount Luojia to the field.

Suddenly, there were several "Kala" sounds behind him, and another "crash", something collapsed.Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was my chair for the elders, which had just collapsed into a pile of firewood waiting to be used.

"This..." Head Tang was astonished.

"Mu Xiaowei, you are using your life to sit on a stool!" Qiantuiyou sighed.

"Master, are you... all right..." Tianji frowned, looking worried.

"It's nothing, as a teacher, I just transferred part of the impact of the thunderbolt to the chair, and..." I didn't finish my sentence, and I heard a rattle behind me. Everyone looked again, and a row of Osmanthus trees seemed to be crushed. The thunderbolt raged and fell sideways.I continued, "And the row of trees."

Everyone: "..."

This movement shocked all the sects, and the grass and trees were all soldiers, swords drawn.

"..." Tang Du only said to Ye Fengxiao from afar, "City Master Ye, the contemptible sect has a lot of work to do, so it's inconvenient to stay for a long time, so I will take my leave."

Ye Fengxiao's handsome face was obviously stained with displeasure, "What prompted Tang head to leave in such a hurry, I can't help but be suspicious. Besides, my Jiangling city lord's martial arts conference doesn't come and go whenever you want !"

Head Tang also raised his eyebrows in displeasure: "Oh, what do you want?"

"Leave the evildoers of the Demon Cult!" someone yelled.

Master Tang looked relaxed, turned around and left, "Then we at Luojia Mountain can go, anyway, it's not our business." All the disciples of Luojia Mountain followed the master to the entrance of Dianjiangtai.

"Where are you going!" There was a stern reprimand from behind, and I heard the wind rustling, hitting my back directly.

Suddenly, there was an external force inserted to block it, and the airflow instantly condensed and rushed towards the pursuer.There was a loud bang, and the air flow dispersed.When I turned around, I saw that Tianji used the secret handprint technique again. Because of his haste, he was easily deciphered by the five-fingered dragon-claw technique of the dragon gang leader who was chasing after him.Immediately, the dragon's claws turned into hooks, a sharp light flashed, and it went straight to Tianji's dantian.

I shot out the sword energy with one finger, and went straight to the dragon's claw. Seeing that the crisis was about to be reversed, a sword was thrown out of thin air, blocking my ball of sword energy. Although it failed to block ten points, it also eliminated three points. Delayed for an instant.The rabbit rises and the falcon falls, the crisis has come.Tianji was hit by the dragon's claw, flew out and fell more than ten feet away, leaned over and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"This demon girl just made the big mandala handprint!" The leader of the dragon gang shouted loudly as if he had found a treasure, and the sound was like a bell, covering the scene, causing an uproar.

"Sumi Palace?!"

"She is the handed down soul boy?!"

"Hurry up and take down this demon girl!"

The disciples of all factions rushed out like a torrent breaking a dike, pouring towards Tianji one after another, trapped and unable to escape.

Ye Fengxiao was stunned, and Tang head and Luojiashan disciples were also stunned.Wangcai was irritable and restless, Qiantoseyou looked anxious, and hurriedly looked for me.

I suppressed my eyes and looked at the person who blocked my attack just now. It was Wen Daozi, the head of Junshan, holding a saber in his hand. Not far away, is Zhuo Ziyang, the head of the Nine Yis, who is secretly mobilizing his internal energy, ready to respond at any time, or to defend himself?
My cuff moved slightly, before Wen Daozi took the third step, he flew up and crashed into Zhuo Ziyang behind him, the two of them flew straight for several tens of feet, fell heavily, and vomited blood continuously.

The change in this room has aroused the vigilance of some people, especially the Long Gang leader who has been paying close attention to my every move.As he wished, I walked towards him step by step. Qinglong helped the disciples to retreat in a hurry to find a shelter, and the young master Long was no exception.

I raised my sleeves and opened my palms, and a sweet-scented rhinoceros branch came flying from the sudden gust of wind. I held one end and acted unhurriedly as a Flying Immortal from Heaven. He wanted to block it with his hands, but he couldn't catch up with Huazhi's speed at all. He was caught straight, and a pool of blood gushed out from the corner of his dantian, spurting out wildly.

The branches swung their tails back and forth, and the flowers and shadows flowed one after another, dyeing and receiving the blood gushing out of the dantian, without falling into the soil.The green and green branches have been dyed in a glamorous red, like the red lotus fire in hell.The leader of the Dragon Gang looked pale, as did the people around him.The lotus of hell is in full bloom, swallowing the tongue of fire, and rising again in the sky!
"He, he wants to kill them all... Who can save my father..." Young Master Long shrank behind the crowd, calling for help.

"Senior Brother Mu, please be merciful!" Sect Leader Tang finally found his own voice, still trembling.

Only Chitose You kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

The leader of the dragon gang knows that it is better to ask for oneself than to ask for others. His hands are full of strength, and his ten fingers have turned into dragon claws.

I glanced at the bright red flower branches, this is also a dragon, and that is also a dragon.I stepped slowly to avoid the dragon shadows of mountains and seas. With a flick of my wrist, red branches rushed up, smashing mountains and rivers, suppressing angry seas, breaking dragon shadows, and deciphering its great law of transforming dragons, all in one breath.

There was no barrier at all, and the leader of the Dragon Gang turned pale again, and he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate, but in the end he was unwilling: "You... are you..."

I have no expression, only the branches, flowers and leaves are like shadows in my eyes, the strength between my fingers, the angry dragon wagging its tail, chasing after the opponent!
Suddenly a figure intervened, and the strike was extremely fast, with a strong skill, he drew the sword and cut the branches and leaves, and the sword fell with his hand, only the sound of breaking the air.I have already thrown out the flower branch, the angry dragon soared into the air, entangled layer by layer, tied the leader of the dragon gang into a ball, and flew towards the Qinglong gang like rice dumplings.

The person who drew the sword was stunned, "Mr. is..."

"City Master Ye said that this old man is a Demon Cult. This old man is a Demon Cult." Ignoring him, I turned and walked towards the place where Tianji was besieged.

There are already huge crowds of people guarding that place, and seeing me approaching step by step, it seems like I am facing a big enemy.

"Trap him!" Gritting his teeth, it was Young Master Long who was behind the crowd.

"Such a demon heretic, take him down!" Someone was outraged.

Seeing that the head of my family hadn't issued an order to withdraw troops, a group of heroic vanguards charged towards me with their swords up.

My heart was affected, I raised my sleeve to cover my lips and coughed, sighing to myself that I was really old.With a wave of his sleeves, a gust of wind was born suddenly, and the scent of blood fell from the wind and blood, and the disciples of all the sects who were charged into the battle were swept away.

Seeing the vanguard rushing to the street without a splash, the disciples of the second echelon were a little timid, looking at each other and watching each other.And taking advantage of their unpreparedness, it was Qiantuiyou and Wangcai who made a surprise attack from the rear.There was a commotion in the rear, and the disciples fell into a situation of being surrounded, panicked and chaotic, and the fighting was chaotic.

Unable to sit back and watch their own disciples be wiped out, the sect leaders could no longer sit still, and decided to work together to destroy the devil.

Come to me together.

"Who dares to disrespect the head of Shushan?!"

A furious voice broke through the air, like a chain, locking a certain time and space, suppressing all living beings, and ossifying all the masters.On the stage, a group of Tsing Yi disciples broke into, solemn and majestic, with neat steps, swaying lun scarves, fluttering Taoist robes, and waving swords.Gathering together on the general platform, like a fairy boy from heaven, with a cool temperament, without orders but able to kneel down and bow their heads in unison, uniform.

"Disciple wishes the sect master a thousand years! The Shushan Sword Sect welcomes the sect master back to the mountain! The idlers are waiting to disperse!"

The people who froze were provoked into anger, but in front of the word Shushan, no one dared to make mistakes.In the martial arts conference held by the city lord of Jiangling, Shushan was avoided, and the injustice of Shushan was discussed behind the scenes. Who would have thought that there would be disciples of Shushan coming to disrupt the situation, telling them to be idlers, and asking them to leave.It is simply tolerable or unbearable.

"Well, may I ask you, who is the head of Mount Shu?" Tang Du boldly asked without giving up.

A disciple in Tsing Yi who was kneeling on the ground raised his head and gave her a cold look, "My sect leader is unique in the world, don't you know?"

"Could it be Mu Taiwei?" Ye Fengxiao blurted out, but the moment he blurted out, all Shushan disciples looked up at him coldly, and quickly changed their words, "I'm sorry, I mean, Mr. Mu?"

The disciples of Mount Shu, who were currently clean, ignored him and continued to knelt with their heads bowed.

"Hey, Mu Xiaowei, why are you pretending to be dead? You can't drive the Central Plains anymore, why don't you hurry up and take these little bastards to dominate the rivers and lakes, and live as long as the sky! Do you want me to kneel down to pick you up?" Taking advantage of the chaos, he entered the encirclement behind Qiantui You, supported Tianji to lean on Wangcai, healed her wounds by the way, and didn't forget to shout to me from the air.

After he yelled like this, everyone understood even if they didn't understand. The masters who were about to besiege me fell apart due to bad luck.

Under the gazes of shock, tremor, shock, suspicion, horror, horror, etc. from all directions, I walked out of the siege circle, which was in vain, and the people on both sides moved away automatically.

I said to a disciple I didn't know, "How did you know that I'm here? Who told you to come?"

A disciple kneeling in the front row replied: "Returning to the sect master, Elder Yin Bing ordered the disciples to go to Jiangling to meet the sect master, saying that there is something important to discuss."

As soon as the words fell, another disciple immediately continued: "The elder told me that the master will definitely send us away at will and then go away by himself. If the master cannot be welcomed back, all the disciples will go to the punishment hall to receive 72 tortures. "

After listening to this threat theory, I have to lament that my junior sister's methods are always so direct and ruthless, the blame is always someone else's responsibility, and the black people are also so direct and clear.

"Then go and receive your punishment." I waved lightly and turned to leave.

The lonely and arrogant disciples all froze, and suddenly someone rushed up from the ground, rushed towards my feet, grabbed my clothes and pulled them into his arms, howling: "Master Uncle! You can't ignore us!"

This howl was earth-shattering, and it wiped out all the cold and lonely temperament just now, which made people look sideways.

I see this disciple who is in extreme grief looks familiar, "You..."

"Uncle Master still remembers Lan Ruo!" She took my clothes and wiped away the tears from her face, showing a bright smile.

"Oh, it's you." I turned sideways slowly, trying to get the hem out of her sphere of influence, but she caught me again when I didn't want to.

"Uncle Master! You have the heart for Lan Ruo to go to the execution hall to receive punishment..." My nephew and disciple Sun held me persistently, when suddenly an external force hit her and bounced her away, "Ah——Uncle Master is there plot against me—”

I looked in the direction where the external force came from, and Tianji stood aside, with a pale face, the bloodshot eyes were still in the corner of her mouth, and her hair was hanging loosely on her shoulders, her clothes were still gray with dust. Make real yuan.But speaking of it, I feel guilty for not being able to protect her well by my side.

"Come here." I held out my hand to her.

Tianji hesitated for a moment, but still moved, and walked slowly with her head down, as if she had done something wrong.When she approached, he picked up her wrist and probed in with internal force. Fortunately, there was a powerful true energy lurking in her body, which would automatically protect the master when encountering external force, so the injury was not too deep and did not damage the foundation.Probably losing in public was what hit her the hardest.

I let go of her wrist, and I withdrew my hand, taking the opportunity to teach her a lesson, and watched her tone turn sharp: "Did I tell you, don't use fingerprints again, don't shoot people easily, when did you hear that?"

She looked up at me, and there was something crystal rolling in her eye socket.

My tone subconsciously softened again: "I know you are here to protect me, but do you really think that being a teacher really requires you to protect me? Is it because you feel that being a teacher is too useless on weekdays, so you need your apprentice to fight with your life?"

She kept looking at me, but still didn't speak, tears rolled in her eyes, as if she had hidden many words that could not be said.

I was helpless, and my tone became more relaxed, easy-going, and gentle, "That's why I only performed one move for my teacher just now, so that you can see that I tied the leader of the dragon gang into a rice dumpling without dripping blood on my body."

I wanted to make her laugh, but she choked up, "But I saw Master coughed, Master is not in good health..."

The most hurtful thing in the world is to be exposed by the apprentice's words.Not even a little cover-up is left for me.

"Uncle Master!" Lan Ruo, who had been on the sidelines for a while, made a comeback and watched cautiously, "Is she?"

"Her name is Tianji, and she is my apprentice. You can call her Master Shishu." I briefly introduced, and offered grace to the Shushan disciples who were still kneeling, "Get up, we will discuss later."

"Thank you, Sect Master! I have met my little uncle!" The fairy boys got the amnesty, and got up in unison, without the slightest stagnation after kneeling for a long time, and they still had some cultivation.

"Hello, little uncle!" Lan Ruo immediately obeyed.

Tianji turned her face away, not knowing whether it was because she didn't want people to see tears and embarrassment, or there were other reasons.

After hanging out with the city lord of Jiangling for a long time, I turned around and caught the embarrassing figure of the city lord, "City lord Ye."

"Mu, Master Mu..." Ye Fengxiao withdrew her gaze from Tianji, turned to me, clasped her fists and said, "Mr. Ye and everyone here don't know that Mr. Mu is the master of Shushan, so offended, I still look at Haihan. "

"Since all the heroes in the rivers and lakes are here, I will say a word." I glanced at the hundreds of people on the general stage, met their indignant or hesitant eyes, and said slowly, "Xumi Palace no longer exists, and there are few people in the palace. The Lord has now worshiped under the old man's sect, from now on there will be no reincarnated soul boy from Sumeru Palace, only I, Mu Taiwei's personal disciple Tianji, if anyone calls her a witch again, I, Mu Taiwei, will come to ask for advice in person."

There was a complete silence on the stage.

Under the aura of Shushan's head crushing the audience, probably no one dared to object.

Seeing that no one said anything, I continued: "Even if people feel dissatisfied, even if people tell my right and wrong, even if someone accuses me of being arrogant, I accept Tianji as a closed disciple, and I don't get involved in Shushan. I only admire Taiwei's personal affairs, and allow me She will be safe and happy for the rest of her life. What Mu Taiwei promises is a gentleman's promise, and the five mountains are light."

There was stunned silence.

Still no one has any objections, so I will talk to the end: "Of course, those who injured the old man's disciples before are ordered to go to the Shushan Criminal Hall to receive the punishment within three days, and pay the elixir as a fine of silver, thunderbolt, thunder and fire. At that time, the elders of Mount Shu came to seal the mountain."

There was a gasp.

Chitose could not help but look sideways at me.The three views of the head of Tang were shattered.The Lord of Jiangling watched from the sidelines.The Qinglong Gang swallowed their anger and clamped their tails, not daring to say anything.The Jiuyi faction and the Junshan faction have long hidden themselves behind others.

Tianji, on the other hand, didn't know what expression to put on her face from the very beginning, her brows were deep and her thoughts were up and down, neither pure shock nor pure joy, as if she was caught in an emotion that others couldn't understand, sinking herself.

The disciples of Shushan stood behind me together, coordinating to release the coercion, the posture and aura of the first martial arts school are full.

There are many reactions in my eyes. Now that I have spoken, I will naturally do it thoroughly. I said unhurriedly: "You probably have prejudices against Shushan. Since the establishment of the Shushan sect, Shushan has taken the safety of the world as its own responsibility and never bullied others. , torturing the weak and the weak is nothing but gaining the trust of the martial arts, and being elected as the leader of the righteous way, naturally he has to shoulder a great responsibility of the martial arts."

The Lord of Jiangling expressed a little expression on his face, and replied: "Master Mu is right."

I continued to speak sincerely: "So what this old man means is that you convened a martial arts conference to eliminate Shushan, is it a bit..."

"Very inappropriate, too thoughtless!" echoed the audience.

"So..." I trailed off.

"I will go to Shushan to receive my punishment within three days!"

"Willing to pay!"

"Pay all the pills I sent!"

After a lot of chatter, I had no choice but to interrupt: "How could the old man mean that? How can Shushan make things difficult for others, please don't get me wrong. Well, the time limit can be extended to five days."

There is no objection at all.

After explaining everything, I finally said to the factions: "As for the Moon Worship Sect's involvement in the Central Plains, the Devil Sect invaded, and Shushan would naturally not sit back and watch. The old man traveled here to track down the whereabouts of the Moon Worship Sect Master. If you have any clues, Please also tell me that if there is nothing else, the old man will leave."

As I was finally going to leave, naturally no one stopped or asked me to stay, and everyone stood up and watched.Summoning Wangcai, temporarily serving as Tianji's mount, I led all my disciples down the stage.

"Mu Xiaowei wait for me—" Chitose chased after her worryingly.

When he was about to catch up, several disciples drew their swords to block him.I signaled my disciples to withdraw their swords and let him come over.

"Mu Xiaowei, Shushan still lacks elders, I think I can apply for it, really! Hey, listen to me—"

I had already stepped out a hundred paces away.

In the inn, the head of Tang gave all the healing elixir, I gave it to Tianji, told her to take it, and showed her the pulse again, so I was relieved.Then I summoned Lan Ruo in the room for questioning.

"Uncle Master." As soon as he entered the room, he went straight to the table to pour tea, and the nephew and grandson who served him attentively seemed to be conspiring.

I took the brewed tea and signaled: "Sit down."

"Master and uncle are on top, but my disciples dare not." Lan Ruo stood with her hands down and lowered her eyes.

The wild girl who held a sword against me in Hua's villa back then is now acting like a domestic girl, which is not harmonious no matter how you look at it.

"Come on, what is the matter with drinking ice that I have to go back to Shushan to discuss." I tried to be concise.

"Well, Master Uncle will know when he goes back." Lan Ruo's words flickered, obviously trying to cover up something.

I was only afraid that my bad premonition would come true, so I closed my eyes and released my spiritual sense to make sure that there was no one around and no ears on the wall, so I said in a deep voice, "Tell me, did something happen to the acting head?"

Lan Ruo raised her head in horror, "Master Uncle was indeed guessed by you!"

Shushan affairs, Piao Yazi is the first to be in charge, even if Yinbing has something to discuss with Piao Yazi, it's never my fault.What's more, I made an agreement with Piao Yazi to investigate the traces of the Moon Worshiper, which is a tacit agreement that I don't need to go back to Shushan.Now that Yinbing called me back, something must have happened to Piao Yazi.But he is a majestic acting head, almost the same as the head, his skills are quite high, there are few rivals in the Jianghu, how can anyone endanger him?

Then I had a very bad premonition, and asked with a frown, "Don't Piao Yazi's problem lie in the Moon Worship Sect?"

Lan Ruo almost knelt down: "As expected, Master Uncle was guessed by you again!"

"Do you want me to keep guessing?" I glanced at her.

The nephew and grandson who was stared at by me with a guilty conscience finally decided to confess, explaining the whole story.

It turned out that after the Lord of Worshiping the Moon distributed the moon worshiping posts to the martial arts sects, he also sent a posting from an old friend to Shushan.The Moon Worshiper, who has been acting covertly for a long time, unexpectedly meets in the open, and there is no conspiracy.But Shushan took great pains to track down Baiyuejiao, and seeing the opportunity in front of him, he naturally would not let it go.As the acting head, Piao Yazi naturally went to the appointment.

Hearing this, I interrupted: "How could Piao Yazi go to the meeting alone, not to mention that the enemy is clear and we are dark, and the situation is unknown."

"Uncle master was guessed by you again!" Lan Ruo, who had formed a mantra, explained, "The acting head is actually more cautious. He didn't go to the appointment himself, but waited for news three miles away from the agreed place. Sent to the appointment The one who is the eldest disciple of Shushan generation, Junior Martial Uncle Yuan Bai."

I don't want to comment too much, I just ask: "How is this little master's martial arts?"

"It's very powerful!" Lan Ruo even gestured and exclaimed, "Our eldest disciple of Shushan, the eldest disciple of the head of the generation, is said to have learned the true teaching of Shushan's martial arts, and Shushan's swordsmanship is quite profound!"

Then this accomplished and promising Yuan Bai disappeared together with his master Piao Yazi, and there was no news of him.

"Uncle Master, that's how it happened." Lan Ruo sighed, looking at me cautiously.

I took a sip of tea, "Elder Yin Bing told you to say these words when the old man didn't want to go back to the mountain?"

"...Yes." Lan Ruo lowered her voice anxiously, "The elder said that even if the master and uncle don't go back, they won't do nothing about the disaster in Shushan..."

I lowered my eyes to see the depths of the leaves in the cup, the ups and downs, the water vapor curling up slowly, and the tea fragrance steamed up, slowly scattered into the boundless void.

Heaven inherits the spiritual veins, and the earth contains Mount Shu. Twelve peaks stand among the clouds, and the snow on the top of the mountains does not melt all year round. There are cranes and green pines as companions, and there are also the remains of the misty fairy family.

On the beautiful mountain road, a figure of a person is outlined in the misty clouds and mist, the Taoist robe is covered with dust and dew marks, and the pure yang scarf is entangled with black silk.

Accompanying him is a child walking step by step, the mountain road is difficult, not to mention the difficulty of the Shu road, the child's small clothes are half soaked, the palms of the children are holding the hem of the Taoist clothes, and they dare not let go for a moment, but they are still stumbling.

The pace was not fast at all, and the Taoist, who specially matched the child's rhythm, looked down, shook his head, and simply bent down to hug the child into his arms.

The child suddenly fell into a warm place, anxiously trying to get a little distance away—his clothes were already wet.

The Taoist waved his dust whisk, and with the wind under his feet, he walked along the Shu Road as if walking on flat ground. At the strangely rising cliffs, with his feet on the tip of the leaves, he crossed across the mountain like a leisurely journey.The mountain wind whistles past the ears, the clouds and mists come out of the mountains, appearing and disappearing in the eyes, and being in a fairyland, one knows that there are fairy houses in the world.The child's heart has been filled with shock, this is his journey and return.

Suddenly there was a cry of cranes in the mountain stream, and they rushed straight into the sky, and then the shadows of the cranes flew around, wrapping around the sides of the two of them.

A poem from the book came to the mind of the child—leisurely leaning on the evening pavilion, pointing to the clouds flying beyond the sky;

Stubborn, he bravely touched Feihe's long beak with one hand, and as expected, Big Crane turned his head and pecked his tender hand, and left with a long groan.

Pain came from the back of the hand, the mouth was flattened, and water lines appeared involuntarily in the eyes.

The Taoist smiled and patted his head to comfort him, "Okay, I will get more familiar with them in the future, so I won't peck you."

After the crane shadow left, the mountain bell gradually rang.

The majestic palaces and pavilions are continuous, the array of pavilions is magnificent, the green smoke enters the fog, and the snow stains the carved beams.In Wuliang Peak, in front of Longevity Palace, a group of Tsing Yi disciples bowed down to worship.

"Congratulations to the master back to the mountain!"

The Taoist stepped on the wind, landed on the ground, and put down the child in his arms, "This is my new apprentice, named Mu Taiwei, and I will be your junior from now on."

In front of everyone, a young man stepped forward and took the initiative to make friends: "Junior Brother Taiwei, my name is Piao Ya, and I am Master's eldest disciple."

The child raised his head, and the initial imprint was branded in his eyes.Whether it's people or scenery, they all blend with the snow and mist of the world.

Clouds and mist gathered in the mountains, covering all figures, children, teenagers, and Taoists, all entered the illusion of nothingness.Ripples of time and space appear in the void, like a stone thrown into the heart of the waves, disrupting time, and after the ripples, there is a long period of time.

Children grow into teenagers, and they come and go in the mountains like a ray of wind.Brother Piao Ya's sword could hardly keep up with his pace.Every time I see the two masters and brothers discussing swords, the big one seeks victory steadily, advancing step by step, while the small one changes all kinds of tricks, and the mind is not on the sword, let alone the victory or defeat.Daoist does not comment.

Until one day, the little one was injured and sneaked into the medicine hall to steal the medicine, but was caught by the Taoist.When the incident came to light, senior brother Piaoya had to kneel down in front of the Xiaoyao Hall where the head of the sect lived, in order to vent his anger from his master.

Since then, it is self-evident who the head master prefers more.Piao Ya knelt for several days and nights, his face blurred and difficult to distinguish in the forbearance.

Once the eccentric seeds are planted, after a long period of dormancy, they break through the soil and germinate, take root and grow stems. No one knows whether the fruits will be sweet, sour or bitter.

The little one was wounded by a sword, and was suffering from wind and cold, high fever, and was unconscious. He occupied the only stone bed in the dormitory of Xiaoyao Hall.The head of the sect, Daoist Chongxu, has been awake for days to take care of him, and he has used all the kung fu pills, but there is still no improvement.

Anxiety rose to the brows, Daoist Chongxu thought for a few times, dismissed all the disciples and attendants in the hall, resolutely went to the bedside, touched the hot forehead of the worrying disciple, leaned over his ear and said: "Taiwei, the master's biography You are too obsessed with inner skills, only this set of inner skills can save you."

Taishang Wangqing, the exclusive technique of the master of Shushan, the thousand-year-old family rules, must be passed on after the master chooses an heir.

The sleeping teenager's eyelashes trembled, and he moved his fingers, trying to grab someone.

Perhaps, it is to catch the person in front of him, so that he will never inherit it, and he will never leave.

Perhaps, it is to prevent this set of exercises from entering the body. People in the world of mortals, how to forget their feelings, how to forget their feelings, how to practice the nine-fold mental method, and take up the burden of succession.

Although the person is not awake, his thoughts are still surging, and he finally raised his hand, grabbed a warm hand in front of him, and squeezed it into his palm: "Don't go! Can you, don't leave?"

In the drowsiness, time and space are chaotic, deep in the memory, the message of who passed away is engraved, so heart-piercing.The master in the dream is actually long gone.If the body in the dream is the body at that time, can you tell yourself at that time to prevent all the sorrows that will come, so that everything that is too late will be at the right time in the dream.

"Teacher, master?" The soft hands in the palms were warm, and then the sweat ran into each other's palms. There was a call from another time and space, a little stiff and a little trembling, "Master, if you encounter a nightmare, remember that there are disciples I am here to call you. If Master encounters sad things, remember that there is an apprentice here to accompany you. Master, Tianji is here!"

The body is heavy, falling into the boundless nothingness, but the consciousness wants to break free from the powerless pain.The strength of the palm was transmitted, using it as a fulcrum, burning away the muddled thoughts, and a trace of clarity gradually permeated.

In perdition, be saved.

There is a hand lingering on the forehead, if it is to explore the body temperature, how can it reach the brow?I was half clear and half chaotic, and I couldn't understand it.

From the tip of the brow to the side of the temple, fingers combed the remaining hair, strand by strand.Why not use a wooden comb to comb your hair?But when you sleep, what do you comb your hair with?I can't figure it out.

This unfathomably warm hand, dawdling all the way, came back to... the eyes?
Five fingers spread out, palms folded down, barely covering the eyes.

Immediately, two pieces of warm and soft touch fell on the lips, and they quickly evacuated.

All consciousness seemed to freeze.

I struggled to break free, opened my eyes, and sat up all at once.

The light in the room was like a bean, and the light was soft. Under the light, my little apprentice was standing calmly, looking at me from afar, surprised and calm, "Master, you finally woke up!"

I propped my head on one hand, my mind was muddled, and I couldn't remember any strange feeling I had just now.

The little apprentice picked up the porcelain bowl on the table, walked to the bedside, sat on the stool, scooped up a spoonful of the suspicious thing, and brought it to my mouth, "Master has taken the medicine to reduce the fever, and the sugar has been put in."

A bowl of black and green soup medicine, I took a look, and I looked away, "It's bitter to look at, and I won't drink it even with sugar."

"Master, don't be self-willed. If you are weak, you need to drink more medicine." A spoonful of medicine juice was stuffed into my mouth without warning, and it was forced into it.

Sure enough, the pain made me feel weak all over, and I frowned and looked at the cruel apprentice.

Tianji, with crooked eyebrows and raised mouth inexplicably, stared at me for a long time, without being discouraged, picked up a spoonful of medicine, and drank it by himself, "Master, take a sip, and I will take a sip, so I can finish it quickly."

I was stunned and stunned for a moment, as if what I said made sense, but the strange feeling hit me again, but I was always elusive, what was wrong, and I couldn't find it.

Tianji raised her sleeve to reveal a section of her wrist, and another spoonful of medicine was delivered. I agreed with her reasoning and drank it by her hand.

You take a spoonful, I take a spoonful, until the bottom of the bowl, I finally realized what was wrong.

"Why do you take medicine when you are not sick? Is it okay to drink too much medicine like this?" I expressed my worry.

"Drink the medicine with the master, the disciple is voluntary." The little disciple put life and death aside, so said.

I propped my head up again, but I still felt that something was wrong. What was the point?

Seeing that I was troubled and thinking about something, the little apprentice relieved: "Master, if there is any problem, go to sleep first, and you will forget it after sleeping, so there will be no problem."

I nodded, it made sense, and decided to go to bed first.

Tianji waited for me to sleep, covered me with a quilt very filially, and after blowing out the lamp, went out step by step.

I fell asleep and slept until noon the next day.

(End of this chapter)