Xunqu lasted for about a stick of incense, and the original blood-drenched horror scratches on Wang Mei's body were directly restored to fair and smooth skin after the last note of Xunqu ended. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This made Wang Mei's eyes widen as she had never seen such a scene, and she touched her arm almost in disbelief, and the smooth touch made her even begin to suspect that the process of finding the guqin just now was nothing more than a dream.

Seeing that Wang Mei, who had been calm and waveless since the beginning, showed a childish look on his face, the ice in the eyes of the Master of Nishang faded a lot again, and he became more and more fond of Wang Mei in his heart, so when he spoke, his tone was also a little more popular:

"Don't be surprised, the sound attack of my Xuanqimen is aimed at hooking the power of heaven and earth with musical notes, which can create enemies and heal itself, in ancient times, Xuanqimen was the first sect in this red dust world, but what happened later was too sudden, so that my faction finally fell silent here."

Wang Mei listened carefully to the Venerable Master's words, even if he knew that the other party had something to hide in some key matters, he didn't ask smartly, some things, when the other party wants to tell you, you don't have to ask, you will know the answer. Otherwise, either look for it yourself or wait for the moment. Asking, sometimes you don't get the answer you want.

Obviously, the Venerable Nishang didn't really want to talk about the ancients, she just sighed habitually, seeing that Wang Mei didn't ask, she smiled with satisfaction, and the blue light flashed in her hand, and a small sachet appeared in her hand:

"When you first started, there should have been an introductory disciple uniform, but a thousand years have passed, and no matter how good the clothes are, they have turned into ashes, and this sachet contains two sets of disciple clothes that I temporarily refined, a set of dance costumes, and some gadgets that are put in at will, you only need your divine sense to probe into it, find a purple light in the sachet, and brand your brand in it, and this sachet is yours." Whatever you need, you just need the divine sense to pull you out. ”

"Thank you, mother-in-law!"

Wang Mei happily took the sachet in the hand of the master of the neon dress, and looked carefully, the sachet was pink as a whole, with a golden five bats entrenched on it, and in the middle was an ancient "dance" character composed of silver thin lines.

This is the first time she has received such a storage magic weapon after cultivating, although her clan can store divine consciousness, but it can't store items, such a sachet of her own, she has been thinking about it for a long time.

According to the Venerable Master Ni Shang, Wang Mei probed his divine sense into it, and found that the space inside it was the size of a bamboo house, and in one corner of it, three sets of clothes were neatly stacked, and next to the clothes, there were some white jade bottles, each of which was carefully labeled with its name, as well as the efficacy of the pill inside, which was obviously not what the Master said, "gadgets that can be put in at will".

With more gratitude to the Venerable Master in his heart, Wang Mei finally knew why cultivators wanted to have their own teacher, and it turned out that cultivators with a teacher were so happy. This is better than working alone and facing danger at any time, but what you get is often just a drop in the bucket, and you are too happy and too relaxed.

She didn't look closely at those jade bottles, after all, she still had a lot of time to study, and she didn't want to make the Neon Dress Master wait, so Wang Mei's consciousness turned and she found the ball of light that the Nishang Master said.

Imprinted the divine consciousness on the light cluster, Wang Mei's divine consciousness retreated to the main body, and when she looked inward again, she found that her consciousness was in the sea, and at the same time there was an extra bamboo house, which was exactly what she thought before, she only needed a flash of thought, and the training clothes for practicing dance appeared in front of her.

Seeing that Wang Mei had already recognized the sachet as the owner, the Venerable Master of Nishang motioned for her to change into her dance costume, and then turned around and walked to the front hall. Wang Mei hurriedly put on her clothes, but found that the dance costume unexpectedly fitted, and its color was also her favorite purple, knowing that this was specially prepared for herself by the Venerable Master Nishang, Wang Mei was even more grateful in her heart, and made up her mind not to disappoint the Venerable Neon Dress.

When she followed in the footsteps of the Venerable Master to the gate of the front hall, the dancing stake that had passed through at noon appeared in front of her again.

"This dance stake is where you practice. I see that you have been able to comprehend the cirrus step when you fought with Xuan Wu, and the four elephant steps have also begun to dabble, so let's start with these two steps today. ”

Wang Mei looked at the Venerable Master Nishang with some puzzlement, she was just dabbling in the four elephant steps, the Venerable Neon Shang wanted to give her a deeper explanation, Wang Mei could still understand her intentions, but Cirrus Cloud Step, even the Venerable Master Nishang said that he had already understood, why did he have to start again?

Wang Mei's doubts, the Venerable Master Nishang also saw it, she snorted coldly, and her tone was no longer kind:

"What you comprehend is just the cirrus step that the little guy of Xuan Wu comprehended, if the cirrus step is really so easy to comprehend, how can it become the introductory footwork of my Xuan Cheng Gate? Cirrus steps are known for their variety, the clouds in the sky are cirrusing, and the dance steps on the ground are different from each other, there are a thousand people, there are a thousand kinds of cirrus steps! ”

After she finished speaking, she looked at Wang Mei's eyes and followed her words, and knew that Wang Mei understood what she meant, she nodded, and then opened her mouth and said:

"What I am showing you now is the basic footwork of my Xuanqimen Cirrus Cloud Step, only by practicing the basic footwork thoroughly, it is possible to comprehend your own Cirrus Cloud Step."

After speaking, he no longer looked at Wang Mei, and flew up, and stood on the highest dancing stake with one leg. Then, I saw that the momentum on her body changed, and her original fierce temperament like an ice blade changed into a wanton chic with the wind in an instant.

She was still wearing a wide-sleeved robe, as she stepped step by step, tossing and turning, like a water-blue butterfly dancing on the dance pile, its forward and backward was completely different from the charm of Xuan Wu, but more leisurely.

The footwork of the Cirrus Cloud Step is not difficult, it is clumsy, the size of each step taken by the Venerable Master seems to be equal, but every time she steps on the center of the dancing pile at different distances, standing in place, Wang Mei can feel the force of the Venerable Master before each step, but even if she kicks down on the soles of her feet, the dancing pile she steps on does not tremble in the slightest.

This shows that her center of gravity is very well handled. Wang Mei himself once stood on the dancing stake, knowing that the spiritual power in his body would be weakened to almost nothing on the dancing stake, so at this time, the footwork of the Venerable Nishang was completely dependent on the explosive power and balance control of the body.

She carefully watched every subtle movement of the Venerable Ni Shang, from the order of her feet landing on the dancing stake, to the subtle curvature of her torso and abdomen that forcefully drove her buttocks and thighs, Wang Mei took it seriously in her mind.

Until the Venerable Master completed a set of cirrus steps and returned to Wang Mei's side, she was still immersed in the movements and artistic conception of Cirrus Cloud Steps. Seeing her staring at the dancing stake engrossedly, the Venerable Master did not make a sound to disturb, she knew that Wang Mei had already entered the realm of enlightenment at this time.

Once again, my heart was full of complaints about someone in Xuanfeng, such a good seedling let her teach, but did not give her apprentices, even if it was an elder, it was too domineering!