Bai Muyun lay on the bed tossing and turning, his mind was heavy, although he was physically and mentally tired, he still had no sleep. It wasn't until it was dawn and the sound of other people getting up and walking outside that she got up and put on her clothes. After washing, she didn't rush out of the house, but sat thoughtfully at the desk, picked up the ink and grinded it.

In these two hours, so many things come to mind, almost like a replay of life from childhood to the present. She dipped the tip of her pen in the thick black ink over and over again until the juice that gave life to each wolf flowed evenly.

With her left hand behind her, she stood up. She understands that everything can only be done with half the effort if there are no distractions in her mind, and her current heart has been completely occupied by those distracting thoughts, and she needs to find a way to squeeze them all out of her thoughts, so that she can return to the firmness and pride she felt on the first day and standing in the morning glow

Looking up at the carved knife marks on the delicate diamond-shaped wooden window grilles on the window in front of me, it was as if I saw the scene of those craftsmen sweating like rain under the scorching sun, slashing and exerting all their energy. Just like the window grille in front of you, as long as you are distracted and the blade is off, then the entire piece of wood will be lost

She didn't want to let herself fall into these disputes, whether it was because of the conversation with Xu Yi last night, or to fulfill her master's expectations of herself, or in order to see Fan Ping again in five years, or to achieve her goal of traveling in the world, she had to do her best and become the strongest person

She flicked her wrist suddenly, her mind froze, and her eyes were full of brilliance

In an instant, although the penmanship is a little immature, but full of affection, a large character leaps onto the paper

road

This word is through the back of the paper, and the pen is a dragon and snake, which can be said to be a word born at will, and confused from the heart

Bai Muyun put down his pen, took a deep breath, pushed the door out, and strode towards the top of the mountain with the golden glow of the morning sun.

The robe sounded in the breeze, she looked at the road under her feet, and her heart suddenly opened up This road, this road, all need to be stepped step by step, there is no trick, no doubt, only continue to firm the thunderous goal, and constantly correct the direction of progress in the trouble, in order to achieve success

The first gathering in the early morning of each day is carried out by Duyi Hezi himself, and will give a brief comment on everyone's situation. And today, when all 18 people stood in their positions, they were replaced by Zhang Laodao standing on the high platform with a stern face.

Since that time when Bai Muyun showed an amazing talent in the practice of controlling flying swords, the veteran Zhang Jinglin was no longer like before, but began to be cautious everywhere and treat himself with a proper attitude. This change was very obvious, just taking the flying sword he used when he cultivated himself, it was enough to see this.

Before, he always found one random one out of the dozen; Now he would pick carefully and hand it over with both hands. This made Bai Muyun realize the meaning of "strength" for the first time in his heart.

Zhang Jinglin cleared his throat and said loudly with a stern face: "Today, Yihezi Zhenren can't come here to discipline you as usual because of the important affairs of the sect. The morning time is all arranged by me. ”

After he swept everyone's faces, he suddenly raised his voice and scolded: "There are still a few days until the end of this month, but I found that some disciples are already impetuous, and want to take a break for those three days in advance.

"Yes." Bai Muyun hurriedly answered.

"Your master has returned to the sect yesterday, and today he will send you back to Danxia Peak."

Bai Muyun's heart moved when he said this. This Zhang Laodao just said that you must not break the door rules for anything. It's not even two breaths, just let me go back to Danxia Peak in front of everyone? The medicine sold in this gourd is too obvious

Sure enough, as soon as he spoke, a disciple's voice came out: "Isn't it that you can't go back?" Why can Senior Brother Bai? "That's right." A few voices chimed in.

"Shut up" The old Taoist Zhang Jinglin's face was full of anger, but a trace of pride flashed in his eyes, "Bai Muyun, as the descendant of my Patriarch, has a mission that ordinary disciples can't imagine. How can you be in harmony with you?"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Muyun's back molars were painful. She glanced at Xu Yi on her right, and sighed in her heart, Yi Hezi made this provocation extremely hidden. Today, this old man got the opportunity to make a big fuss on the bright side

Xu Yi's face did not change, and he shook his head at her slightly, signaling her not to have any feedback, just listen.

understood his intentions, and she didn't say anything more.

Seeing that she was silent, Zhang Laodao's heart was dark, and his voice was twice as high: "Yi Hezi is really alive, and during Bai Muyun's departure, Xu Yi is responsible for all the disciples' affairs. This morning, I will personally escort Bai Muyun to Danxia Peak, and wait for your own cultivation" After finishing speaking, he took out a sword, held it horizontally beside him, and beckoned Bai Muyun to come up.

Bai Muyun glanced back at the other disciples, only to see that all of them had different expressions and thoughts. Even Xu Ru, who is very eager for herself on weekdays, now has a strange brilliance in her eyes.

I wrote down this account.

She lightly crossed the fence in front of the high platform, quickly ran to Zhang Jinglin's side from the side, directly boarded the long sword, and followed him.

At the top of Danxia Peak, the glazed bricks and tiles reflect the brilliant light in the sun.

"Uncle Qiqi, Uncle He, Bai Muyun brought." Zhang Jinglin saluted, respectfully settled at the top of the mountain, and said loudly.

"Let's go down." The voice replied coldly.

After he left, He Muhua came slowly pacing from his main hall.

He was still dressed in white, still wearing the same jade-colored belt, his eyes were calm, his long hair was shawl, but his face was a little paler. "Bai Muyun participates in Master." She knelt on the ground, bowed deeply, and said aloud.

"Yun'er, excuse me." He Muhua's eyes were like torches, carefully looking at the villain in front of him, and a comforting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that these days, she has really worked hard

"Listen to Yi Hezi, you can already control the flying sword?" He asked, smiling.

"Yes, Master." She stood up and responded with a smile.

"It's good to show the teacher" He Muhua's heart was extremely happy, and the progress of the apprentice was the greatest glory of the master.

After some demonstration, He Muhua gradually restrained his smile and put on his strict expression again.

"Yun'er, there is a good saying, 'victory is not arrogant, defeat is not discouraged'." He said in a deep voice, "Although the teacher is very satisfied with your excellent talents, it also worries me that you will be proud of it. ”

When Bai Muyun heard this, he knelt down again, raised his head and said solemnly: "Master rest assured, Yun'er knows that although his talent is good, he still can't compare with the other few junior disciples who are already in the third layer of contemplation, Yun'er has secretly made up his mind in his heart to take you as an example, Master, no matter how difficult it is, to reach the peak as the ultimate goal."

As soon as these words came out, He Muhua felt very relieved. Yun'er, it seems that this trip is worth it

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm really sorry. In the past few days, when my family is sick, I am with me around the clock, serving at the bedside, and there is really no guarantee of time. Thank you for your forgiveness

Jiyan writing generally does not take the number of words as the standard of chapters, and must set the length of each chapter according to the needs of the plot. That's why it only happened before, there was a 4,000-word chapter, or even a 6,000-word chapter.

Today's chapter is an important chapter connecting the past and the next, so although the number of words is not much, it has an important turning point and inheritance effect on the psychology of the characters and the plot

There must be a process of mutual recognition, affection and trust between teachers and apprentices, so let's start tomorrow and enter the second small climax of this book together with the new week

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