In the early morning, Fangshan was shrouded in a thick fog and steaming mist.

Zhen Wan'er sat cross-legged on a big rock facing the cliff, her hands were on her lower abdomen, her face was calm, and she looked at some treasures and solemnities, exhaling and inhaling, with a special rhythm and length.

As she breathed in, the surrounding fog seemed to be alive, gathering around her, and between the expansion and contraction, a faint little bit of spark contained in it,

With a long exhalation at the end, the condensed mist exploded outward, and those sparks burst into flames like flowers, and then withered in an extreme time.

Only then did she open her eyes, and the color of silence slowly receded, and the color of innocent joy bloomed on her face.

"Senior sister, senior sister Zhen!"

Before Yin Yuehua's people arrived, the voice said first, Zhen Wan'er stood up and beckoned to the depths of the fog in the direction of the cliff, and said in a crisp voice.

After a while, a sword light shot straight in, and it circled twice above Zhen Wan'er's head as if showing off, Yin Yuehua on the flying sword jumped down and stood next to Zhen Wan'er, "Choke!" With a sound, the flying sword automatically entered the sheath, and the scabbard was inserted diagonally on her back and shoulder.

This is already the Nth time since Yin Yuehua got the flying sword, Zhen Wan'er still showed envy, Yin Yuehua was satisfied according to the convention, chuckled proudly, and said, "Senior sister, I knew you were here." ”

Zhen Wan'er lowered her head when she heard this, but she didn't say a word.

"Please, Uncle Master is just going out to run errands, and he will be back soon, do you need to wait here every day?"

Zhen Wan'er was very unconvinced, raised her head, and said seriously: "He's been gone for a month!"

Yin Yuehua was very curious, "How can there be?"

Before leaving, he said that it would be a month as fast as possible, or half a year as slow, and he would definitely come back. ”

Yin Yuehua looked defeated, patted her forehead, and muttered: "I know that I think you are full of admiration for the master and uncle, but I don't know, I think you have any ladylike thoughts, so that every day is like a lookout stone!"

This muttering was originally very small, but Zhen Wan'er's six senses were extremely keen, and when she heard it, she blushed and shouted coquettishly: "Senior sister, what are you talking nonsense!"

Yin Yuehua was taken aback, not because of Zhen Wan'er, but because of the uncle who arranged the head of the family behind his back, and was also held by someone on the spot, in order to divert attention, and also to eliminate the evidence and denial, "What, what did I say? Look at you, the senior brother in charge is back......"

He ...... He's back?"

"Stupid, it's Senior Brother Mo, the head of general affairs!"

After such a distraction, Zhen Wan'er really forgot what she had just now, lowered her head with a look of disappointment, and began to habitually fiddle with the corners of her clothes.

"Let's go, let's go, he's looking for you, it seems that your fellow thing has fallen!"

As he spoke, he flew the sword out of the sheath again, and pulled Zhen Wan up with all his strength, and with a bang: After the squeak, the flying sword swished and flew out crookedly.

The diligent cultivation hall halfway up the mountain has been completed, and in the mist of clouds, Mo Yan, who has a dusty face, is closing his eyes and recuperating, Shi Dang, who is already an old qualification, and Lin Jinyun are sitting on the left and right, and Hermione and other new rookies are standing in the center in a formal manner, reporting their homework to Mo Yan.

The inspection of this homework has been going on for an hour, and since Bibomen does not have a formal elder for transmission of gong, Su Cheng gave Mo Yan some tips before leaving to standardize the cultivation progress of the disciples, and also preset some troubleshooting, so that Mo Yan could barely fool this errand of transmitting gong.

Hermione was the last one, answered her question, and the work was over.

These disciples have been practicing for a shallow period of time, and they are still in the stage of practicing the marrow of the I Ching, strictly speaking, they are not really cultivating, but the progress has already shown a difference.

In addition to their respective efforts, talent also plays a vital role in it, the so-called heaven rewards diligence, which is relative, and the further it is reflected, the less obvious it is.

As soon as the words on this side fell, I heard Yin Yuehua's exclamation from outside, and without waiting for the people in the hall, there was a bang, one side of the window was broken, and the strong wind poured straight inside, and the two graceful figures rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment, "Choke!", and the noise stopped abruptly.

Yin Yuehua Xue Xue exhaled in pain, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw that the people in the hall were staring at her.

Or annoyed, or blamed, or couldn't hold back laughter, or forced laughter.

"Senior sister, it's all your fault, my robe is new, and you will have to compensate me later. ”

Yin Yuehua hurriedly held down Zhen Wan'er and made a look, hinting that she would definitely pay for it. As soon as she blocked her mouth, she quickly stood up, saluted Mo Yan respectfully, and said solemnly: "Senior Brother Hui, Senior Sister Zhen Wan'er brought it." ”

Poof!

A junior female disciple standing next to Hermione couldn't help but laugh, and in an instant, there was laughter.

Lin Jinyun laughed while grimacing: "Senior sister, look at your current appearance, haha!"

Yin Yuehua hurriedly took out a small mirror, and her face turned red when she saw it, only to see a woman who looked like Zhang Fei, with a dusty face, her hair exploded, and she was energetically pointed to the sky by the strong wind, but she was still pretending, but she didn't know how intriguing her appearance was.

Yin Yuehua can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and then look at Zhen Wan'er, she is no better than herself, the most important thing is that she is still ignorant, and she only cares about her clothes.

In order to divert the object of ridicule, Yin Yuehua's embarrassment disappeared, and she also pointed at Zhen Wan'er and laughed.

The laughter of the others was first paused, and then even louder laughter erupted, and a few junior disciples covered their stomachs and laughed crookedly.

It wasn't until Mo Yan's majestic cough sounded that the laughing hall gradually quieted down, looking at the two jumping out of the female Zhang Fei, Mo Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, up and down the whole door, there was no one who was steady and serious, no wonder the head of the uncle was so uneasy when he left.

At the same time, a thought in my heart became firm.

Before leaving, the head of the master uncle preliminarily sorted out the personnel and arrangements in the door, among all of them, Zhen Wan'er, who was newly initiated, was an inner disciple, and for her, the priority was only after the head of the house.

Mo Yan first glared at Yin Yuehua fiercely, and then faced Zhen Wan'er at the speed of Sichuan Opera changing faces, took out a birdcage, lifted the brocade curtain covered by the birdcage, and a small bird with a bright red body and abnormal agility appeared in everyone's sight.

"Senior Sister Zhen, this is the same thing I was looking for for you, a first-order flame bird, be careful, this beast is not yet mature. ”

"Thank you for your trouble!"

"Hehe......" Mo Yan smiled with a simple and kind face, "Senior sister doesn't have to be polite, it's just that in the future, you have to practice diligently, and you must not live up to your talents, as well as the ardent expectations of the head of the family." ”

"I will!" Zhen Wan held a ridiculous explosive head, opened the birdcage, and held the extremely colorful bird in her hand.

……

After everyone dispersed, Mo Yan left Hermione alone and took her to open the prohibitions and meet the haggard and decadent Xuanzhen.

"I mean, old man, what are you thinking about?"

Hyun Zhen just looked at Hermione.

"Today, you will ask this girl, do you treat everyone equally in the door? Do you really want to live here for the sake of the so-called righteousness?"

Long......

"Well, I'll accept this vote!"

That night, Xuan Zhen and Hegui slaughtered the eleven monks who had been taken into custody.

On the second day, Lynch (Xuanzhen) and Mo Guinong (Hegui) returned to their positions.