Xi Tianhe and Xi Nan stayed in the main hall, as if asking themselves and answering: "What did Xi Jing do with such a disciple with ordinary qualifications?" ”

Xi Nan was angry in his heart, bowed his head and said nothing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, no matter how Xijing closes, Xitianhe has a countermeasure. He looked at his newly accepted apprentice with a smile, if he wanted to succeed in Mu Heng's cultivation in the future, it was not impossible to be assigned to Mu Lan as a Taoist companion.

**

As soon as he arrived at Linglong Peak, Xijing hurriedly put down Mu Heng and Xi'an, and left with his sword.

Mu Heng and Xi'an stared at each other in place.

Xi'an said: "The third senior brother has always been so debauched. How about you go and see your house next to me --- first? ”

Linglong Peak is slightly lower than the main peak, Moon Peak, and the side peak, Silver Frost Peak. The peak is overgrown with plum trees, unlike the main peak, which is divided into four seasons, and the four seasons are rotated according to the normal year. Every winter, the plum blossoms are like fire, and they bloom very beautifully.

After Xijing returned to him from Linglong Mountain, except for making a wooden house close to Zhihai to facilitate the perception of the aura of heaven and earth, the rest of the place was not taken care of at all. Xijing likes to study formations and talismans on weekdays, and builds a stone house on the top of the mountain, which is not far or close to Xijing.

The first thing Mu Heng wanted to live on Linglong Peak was to find a place to live. Mu Heng walked a few laps in Linglong Peak, and saw that the plum tree on the peak was coiled and coiled like a lying dragon, and the branches were twisted and rugged, and it grew up for many years. I was secretly amazed, and finally decided to build the house not far from Xi'an and Xijing. There is a gentle slope about halfway up. When you are tired from practicing on weekdays, it is not bad to lie down on the gentle slope and blow the wind and look at the sky.

Although Xi'an regretted that Mu Heng did not live on the top of the mountain, after thinking about it, he lived very close to the mountainside, and he was happy.

The two of them stood on a gentle slope, very deep. Only the wind blew......

"Uncle Junior, let me really build this house alone?" Mu Heng couldn't believe that the house she built would collapse ten times out of ten.

"I can't help it, this is the first lesson of the inner disciple, so I can only build my own house. If it collapses...... You remember to escape. Xi'an patted Mu Heng's shoulder comfortingly, and gave some guidance: "Everything in this mountain can be used as materials for you to build a house." The one sent by the boss is very good, you can use it ......" Xi'an squeezed her eyes, and it was all in plain sight.

Cutting down trees with spiritual weapons...... Mu Heng couldn't cry or laugh. There is a lack of aura in this realm, and there is also a lack of magic weapons, and those ancient artifacts can only be heard. Now everyone uses the most low-grade spiritual weapons.

All magic weapons are divided into lower, middle and upper grade spiritual weapons, and after the spiritual weapons are celestial weapons, immortal weapons, and artifacts, all of which are divided into upper, middle and lower grades. It is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it is used to cut down trees, which is too wasteful.

"Ahem, little nephew, you don't understand. You'll find out when you cut down trees and build houses. Xi'an threw down this sentence, and Shi Shiran went back to the stone house where he lived.

Mu Heng touched the evil sky in his hand, but still inserted it into the gentle slope, and asked Xi'an for an ordinary mortal iron. Xi'an smiled strangely, and took ten handfuls for Makuheng and put them in the ring.

Mu Heng wondered why Xi'an was smiling so strangely, and went down the mountain with ten handfuls of mortal iron.

She walked around the plum tree a few times, and finally greedily took a fancy to a big tree that could only be picked up by ten people. With this tree, maybe it could be cut down less. She poured a little spiritual power into the knife--- first knife had broken to the ground because it couldn't hold the spiritual power--- and cut it down into the tree.

There was a thud, and the plum tree rustled. The tree was fine, and the knife snapped into two sections.

Makuheng took another knife and slashed at the tree. The knife broke again. She looked at the knife in her hand in wonder and tried it with a slightly smaller tree. This time there was some progress, the knife was missing, and the tree lost a small piece of skin.

......

"How? Let's use the sky! Xi'an came out of nowhere, and when she saw that Mu Heng came and picked the biggest tree to cut down, she laughed wildly in her heart. Waiting for Mu Heng to look at the tree in confusion, and then at the knife, he couldn't help but make a sound.

Mu Heng asked, "Uncle Xijing also used spiritual weapons to cut down trees and build houses?" ”

"No, he uses mortal iron." Xi'an replied, seeing Mu Heng looking at Fan Tie in his hand with a resolute face, he asked in disbelief: "Are you planning to use Fan Tie to cut down trees?" But the third senior brother's grasp of spiritual power has long been superb, and this can be used with mortal iron like a spiritual weapon. ”

I don't know how many years the plum trees here have grown, and although they have no wisdom, their bodies are harder than ordinary iron. It is a good material for refining. At that time, Xi'an had no place to live in the mountains, and he also tried to cut down trees to build houses. Finally, a hole was dug at the top of the mountain and a stone house was built.

Xi'an naturally didn't tell Mu Heng the reason why he lived in a stone house, and he dissuaded: "If not, you can also follow my example and build a stone house!" ”

"Thank you Uncle Xiao for your kindness," Mu Heng said, "I still want to try." ”

Xi'an was not angry, but only asked with concern: "Then where do you stay at night?" His stone house was full of talismans and formations, and even he could barely cram into them.

"Feel free to find a tree to rest on, or just meditate instead." Makuheng had already thought about it.

Seeing Mu Heng's insistence, Xi'an shook his head and sighed and left.

Mu Heng smiled at Xi'an's back, touched Fan Tie in his hand and pondered. In just a moment, Mu Heng stood next to a plum tree the size of a woman's wrist, and with a little bit of spiritual power, he slashed towards the plum tree.

"The perception is good, but the posture is not good." A voice came lazily.

"Uncle Shi." Mu Heng turned around and saluted, and asked, "What's wrong with my posture?" ”

Xijing took a few steps forward, "Look at it! ”

But in the blink of an eye, the knife in Mu Heng's hand had already reached Xijing's hand. Xijing poured spiritual power into it, Fan Tie made a magnificent sound, waved his hand at will, and the tree in front of him stood still for a moment and fell to the side. Then, one after another, the trees fell down and scattered in a circle centered on Xijing and Makuheng.

"Sword cultivation, except for the indomitable momentum, there is no way to retreat." Xijing said lightly, and handed Fan Tie back to Mu Heng in his hand.

Mu Heng suddenly opened up and took over Fan Tie. Only then did he realize how terrifying Xijing's mastery of spiritual power had reached, and if there was another increase in the spiritual power in the iron, it would immediately explode because he couldn't bear it.

She stared for a moment and struck. Although the posture is still a little jerky, the momentum has come out. With a bang, a wrist-sized tree broke in half, and the mortal iron in Mu Heng's hand shattered in half.

Xijing gave a rare compliment: "Not bad." ”

Mu Heng said sincerely: "Thank you, Master." ”

This sentence of the master is not involved in impurities at all, Xijing can naturally hear it, and he asked: "Mu Heng, what if you meet a demon?" ”

This question was asked by Xijing a year ago. The answer was: If anyone wants to kill himself, he must kill him before he kills the person he wants to protect.

A year later, Mu Heng did not hesitate for a moment, she said: "Kill!" ”

Xijing squinted his eyes and smiled, "Since that's the case, Master will teach you the art of killing demons!" ”