After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Mu Sheng wiped his hands and prepared to go out to practice in the Phantom Moon Pool.

After practicing for a while, there is still no progress, and the true qi will be exhausted again. Then Mu Sheng sat on the ground, only to see the bright moon and clean, the lake surface of the lake with a little ripples, the breeze trees swaying gently, and a thousand kinds of picturesque poetry. I hadn't played the flute for a long time, and in a moment's interest, I pulled out the flute behind my back.

The flute is tactful, the clear moon is sad, even though the scenery is beautiful, how can it be lonely and unmanned, one person will enjoy it, only the day and the earth are invited.

The sound of the flute fell, the shadow of the tree swayed, so Mu Sheng was quiet for a while, and then he was ready to get up and continue.

Suddenly, a wisp of guzheng sounded so leisurely, the fingering was skillful, the tune was quiet, like a natural play, and the beautiful scenery, so Mu Sheng listened to it for a while, and couldn't help but walk to the guzheng, thinking to see who the string plucker was.

Set aside the bushes, you can smell the fragrance of green bamboo, look at it, you can see a woman in pink playing in the moon, fluorescent light is attached to its surroundings, water droplets sway on the piano, such as being in the ancient style of painting.

"Is it Senior Brother Sui?" said softly at the end of the song.

"Uh, ah, yes. Then Musheng walked out slowly, "Eh, I didn't know that Senior Sister Lan's guzheng played so well." ”

"No, it's just a bullet. Lan Zhixin said with a smile, like a soft light shining into the cold years. "I heard my brother's flute just now, and I knew that my brother is a person who understands music theory, so why don't you play a song in this situation?"

"I don't play the flute well, I'm afraid I'll have to drag my sister back. Sui Musheng said honestly.

"It's okay, I'll get up first. Lan Zhixin said and closed her eyes.

Everything is quiet, waterfall lake water fireflies.

With a long sigh of relief, the sound of the guzheng began.

The moon rises silently, the lake flows, winds to the west, calm and serene, presented in front of Sui Musheng's eyes, the moonlight lake, the beauty of the guzheng.

There was no sound of the zither, and then Mu Sheng also entered a relaxed and quiet world, his cheeks were slightly hot, his energy was highly concentrated, and the sound of the flute quickly picked up.

The willows by the lake are still around, swaying with the wind, there seem to be catkins, and the dewdrops are condensed on the blades of grass, rolling and emitting colorful light, filling in a trace of vitality for the beautiful scenery in the sound of the zither.

Lan Zhixin smiled when she heard this.

The sound of the guzheng rises again, the stream is agitated, and the water splashes out, and it is as bright as light in the moonlight.

The flute is connected, and the willow leaves fall on the stream, drifting into the distance, melodious.

The two glanced at each other and played together.

Under the moonlight, flute zither, guzheng flute!

At this moment, the ice crystal blossomed, and the moonlight filled the lake, crumbling and spreading the whole world.

Is there still a connection between mortal dust, and is there any meaning in time?

Maybe no one knows!

There is no greater beauty in the world than this!

Intoxicated by the lake and the willow breeze, time seems to be frozen by ice crystal flowers, making people forget how long it is. Without warning, the crystal clear petals begin to close, bringing a lake of moonlight into the heart of the flower, waiting for the next ten years.

The two suddenly woke up from a dream and smiled at each other, "Eh, it's so beautiful, I've never seen such a beautiful scenery." Sui Musheng blushed and said timidly.

"Well, it does. Lan Zhixin smiled softly, "It's not too early, I'm going back first." ”

"Then I'll send you back. Then Mu Sheng blurted out, and as soon as the words came out, he felt embarrassed. Fortunately, he still resisted this embarrassment in his heart.

"Hehe, thank you, you don't have to be so troublesome, goodbye. "Like the wind and dreams, gentle gradually, hidden in the dimness of the shadows of the trees.

seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water, and then Mu Sheng was beaten back by a dull stick of reality. I was a little disappointed.

looked at the place where Lan Zhixin disappeared, so Mu Sheng shook his head, realizing that he was still a toad.

No longer going to hope extravagantly, so as not to be bored with himself, Mu Sheng turned his mind and began to think about his own affairs, muttering in his mouth, "Shenxing, well, Shenxing......"

............

I practiced penance until the early hours of the morning last night, and I woke up a little dazed this morning, with a stuffy breath stuck in my chest, and it was a little difficult to gasp.

Hurry up and get up stiffly, my feet are a little fluttery, and I started to be busy in the kitchen in a daze, and after a while, the simple meal has been cleaned up.

So Mu Sheng saw that the time was still early, so he was ready to pick up some water and come back, walking briskly along the way, feeling that since he practiced that inexplicable exercise, his hands and feet seemed to be much sharper than before.

When he came back from carrying water, he saw that everyone hadn't gotten up yet, so Mu Sheng practiced the inexplicable exercise again in the courtyard.

The sky was getting brighter, and Xun Xiaozheng and the others slowly got up. After breakfast, everyone was ready to get up and go to the cool pool.

It is still Xun Xiaozheng who is leading the way, talking and laughing along the way, with a graceful demeanor, Ying Zhu also swept away yesterday's decadence, quite interested, and from time to time with his hands to build a shed and look into the distance.

Because he practiced too late last night, Sui Musheng was a little tired, and he kept his spirit on the road under his feet, and it would be a shame to slip and fall again.

walked to the place where he was stabbed by the last slip, so Mu Sheng deliberately took a few glances at the rotten tree.

To his astonishment, new leaves had grown on the fracture of the rotten tree.

Alive?! Then Mu Sheng was frightened, and the rotten wood that had withered for a year lived?!

The faint blood stains were still left on it, that is, on the blood stains, tender and green.

A strange thought suddenly came to my mind.

"Alright, here we are. Xun Xiaozheng smiled and turned around and said.

Bai Qiyu stretched out two small pink fists to the sky, "I'm going to do a good job today!"

Lan Zhixin smiled lovingly and looked at her little sister.

Sui Musheng was still immersed in the thoughts just now, and accidentally bumped into Ying Zhu, who was walking in front.

"Hey, Senior Brother, be careful......" The dog's tail in Ying Zhu's mouth swayed, "You won't be stunned by Senior Sister Lan." ”

Sui Musheng's face was flushed, "Eh, senior brother, I didn't ......"

"Hey, yes, let's just take a look, according to my observation, this Senior Sister Lan is already in Senior Brother Xun's bag, hey, for thousands of years, no one knows, beautiful heroes, ...... eternal story"

Ying Zhu didn't look at Sui Musheng at all, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and turned on the broken thought mode.

So Mu Sheng hurriedly covered his ears.

Everyone is looking for a suitable place to start practicing, Xun Xiaozheng has improved a lot compared to yesterday, and he can already control the saber he carries up and down, and Lan Zhixin can already control the saber, but he is not as skilled as Xun Xiaozheng. Ying Zhu blushed and tried to make the sword move, but it backfired, occasionally stopping to pretend to fan the fan, shaking his head and thinking there. Bai Qiyu could already make the leaves hang in the air, dancing happily, and Sui Musheng was still there trying to recall the second half of the mantra.

Xun Xiaozheng saw Lan Zhixin's sword body trembling slightly, so he came over to exchange with her about the sword's experience, in the eyes of Sui Musheng and Ying Zhu, there was a feeling of eyebrows fluttering, Lan Zhixin smiled politely, and said a few words of compliment, Xun Xiaozheng was even more proud. Sui Musheng watched from afar, although he knew that it was not interesting, but he still felt a little more inexplicably lost in his heart.

Immediate opinion.

The three people in the distance watched from a distance, Gu Chengfeng nodded slightly, Duan Shiheng pursed his lips angrily, and the horizontal flesh on his face trembled.

Seeing the three of them appear, Xun Xiaozheng put his sword into the sheath with a sigh, "Master", and immediately saluted.

Ying Zhu hurriedly put away the folding fan with a smile, "Master, you're here." ”

Everyone also saluted, Duan Shi glanced at Ying Zhu and turned his head away from him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe you already have a preliminary understanding of the Second Elephant Immortal Method, and this time we are here to bring you the immortal weapons that you will use in the future. ”

As he spoke, Gu Chengfeng walked up to Xun Xiaozheng and pulled out a pair of double swords from his sleeve robe.

"This sword is a thunderous double sword, cast by the meteorite iron that fell on the thunder cliff after thirty-six thunder tribulations, can lead the thunder, the sword technique is fast, unpredictable, I hope you are good to use. ”

"Thank you, Master. From Xun Xiaozheng's excited expression, Sui Musheng speculated that this should be a great thing.

"This is a musket," Duan Shiheng walked up to Ying Zhu and said angrily, "The round hole in the body of the spear is inlaid with an ever-bright wick, and its flame will not be extinguished for eternity." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry for the master. Ying Zhu smiled.

"Also, Sui Musheng, this is what your master Mu Zhituo brought to you, I don't know what kind of sword it is, you can use it yourself. Duan Shiheng casually threw an iron sword to Sui Musheng.

Then Mu Sheng picked up this iron sword strangely, and suddenly found that this was the first red iron sword he had passed before participating in the stone test. Although there is some joy, it is also accompanied by a bit of loss.

Duan Shi turned his head sideways and stopped looking at him.

Rong Tianyue slowly walked towards Lan Zhixin, solemnly took out a crystal clear long sword from his cuffs, Gu Chengfeng and Duan Shiheng both looked at Rong Tianyue with a surprised expression.

This sword is called the wind soul broken light, according to legend, there is a sinkhole in the extreme south, the hurricane at the mouth of the pit is more than all the year round, it is difficult for people and animals to get close to it, there is a stone hanging in the center, crystal clear, it is the wind soul stone, the ancient god occasionally gets it, smelts it with Nuwa stone, and then gets a sword, called the wind soul sword, occasionally takes it to reflect the moon and dances, it can cut off the moonlight, so the sword is called the wind soul broken light. ”

Ignoring Duan Shiheng's stunned expressions, Rong Tianyue handed the shattered light of the wind soul to Lan Zhixin, "I hope it is cherished." ”

"Thank you, Master. Lan Zhixin's pretty eyes flashed with brilliance and she took the sword.

"All of you have recently practiced with immortals, and three days later, you will listen to the competition to see the results. ”

"Yes!" replied.

Gu Chengfeng and the other three nodded, and then left.

As soon as the three of them left, everyone immediately chattered, appreciating their own and others' magic weapons, Xun Xiao was leaning on Lan Zhixin's side and praising the broken light of the wind soul, so Mu Sheng didn't care, but Ying Zhu was watching from the side, very pitiful.

"Senior Brother Ying, I heard my master say that after passing the first stone test, I have to go down the mountain to practice and find immortal treasures, and then go back to the mountain to forge magic weapons, how can I ......?"

"Oh, which master doesn't have any stock in his hand now? They cut a little meat so that we don't have to work hard. ”

Ying Zhu turned his head and looked at Sui Musheng strangely, "Senior Brother Sui, what kind of magic weapon are you?"

"Ah, this one, this is an iron sword forged by myself. Then Mu Sheng smiled.

Ying Zhu nodded, and didn't care, "The falling flowers were intentional, but the flowing water was ruthless, hey, ......" shook the folding fan, and went to see his musket.

After dinner, then Mu Sheng came to the Phantom Moon Pool to practice, and after a while, the true qi was exhausted, and then Mu Sheng collapsed to the ground, and suddenly looked forward to the sound of the guzheng last night, which could sound again.

The thought flashed, and the only thing that accompanied the lonely was silence.

Then Mu Sheng smiled and clenched the iron sword in his hand. It seems to hold itself tightly.

He was so ordinary, insulated from the stunning, just so familiar, familiar with every flaw on the sword, every hammer mark.

"Maybe one day, I'll shock the world with it!"