The cultivator woke up dimly and heard the sound of "tuk tuk" outside the window, the rhythm was steady, and the interval between each sound was exactly the same. She struggled to her feet and leaned out the window.

Birds and finches perched in the trees scattered in all directions. When the vision was clear, the garden was empty, except for the medicine pestle and mortar on the stone table, and a few vials.

Walking into the garden, stretching the muscles and bones, the spiritual cultivator suddenly feels full of energy, as if there is an ethereal aura to cleanse the mind and mind, comfortable and comfortable. Raising his eyes, the pear blossoms that first left the grave were already like a cover, and they looked like snow.

Strangely, it is still more than a month before the flowering period.

Don't...... How long did you sleep this time?

The cultivator carefully exhaled his breath, and felt more and more surprised: not only did he not have the slightest hunger and thirst in his stomach, but his feelings for the spirit of heaven and earth were also becoming more and more acute. It seems that you can see the joy of the flowers blooming in front of you; I also seem to be able to hear the breeze swirling around me, and I am talking in a whispering voice.

Drawing his sword and swinging it, he felt that Lu Qi had become much lighter, and his moves were faster and more coherent.

With the sword dance, a small note fell on the stone table. Xiu Ling took a look at it, and it was written in detail the method of taking medicine. Then take the medicine bottle on the table and look at it, the jade bottle is pasted with a small stick: fire dew, and there is also a small stick on the stone bottle: Luzhi.

The font dragon flying phoenix dance, I have never seen it, Xu is the senior brother's, or it may be written by the alchemy disciple, and I can't see the fame anymore.

The mind tossed and turned, and the scene of going mad at night was vivid, and the man in white he saw when he was unconscious was also wearing Fuxi clothes in the haze, if it wasn't for Mu Beici, who was proficient in Qihuang, he could only be Qinzun.

Sneaking into the inner door is a big crime, and I don't know if Piao Piao said anything to the wind song, and the evidence is conclusive in the past few days, Xiu Ling pursed his lips, raised his sword and jumped lightly, climbed the mountain and surrounded the forest, and after a while, he arrived at the blue sky and phoenix.

***

In the southeast outside the Bitian Fengchui Garden, there is a small building "Shuimu Qinghua", which is the residence of Mubei Ci on weekdays. The courtyard is elegant, lined with green bamboo.

Looking up at the lintel, the dust is clean, and the cultivator said in his heart: No wonder Qinzun values this senior brother so much, these two people's temperament is really half a catty. She paid special attention to the handwriting on the plaque and couplet, which was dignified and square, simple and unpretentious.

The door is open, and when you step in, you can hear the sound of the wind singing, accompanied by the friction of bamboo leaves, and the shallow chant is soft, as if there is nothing. The cultivator was at a loss for a while, and hurriedly hid behind the bamboo forest leaning against the wall, and lost his figure.

She originally wanted to find out Mu Beici's tone, if the person who rescued her was the senior brother, then it was very likely that Qin Zun did not know about her stealing the secret. But who would have thought that the wind was running out of songs here, so they could only avoid it.

The sound is transmitted to the people. The song of the wind and Mu Beici appeared one after another, calling the piano one by one.

The temperature around is getting scorching. The wind that had been hovering in the air was stirred up by the music of the piano, and it stopped leisurely outside the small building.

In the water pavilion, the flowers bloom, the dragonflies dot the water, and the ripples are splashed with the plucking of the strings, and the spring scene is replaced by the summer scene.

The rhythm swirls, and the hot wind in the air coils together as the sound of the piano grows deeper and deeper, cruising low bottom.

The spring thunder qin suddenly made a big play, and between the bursts of scattered sounds, the torrential rain poured down. And the song of the wind has floated on the clouds.

The ethereal overtones urged him to play a gust of breeze, slowly urging the lotus leaves to bloom, and the rain swayed left and right along the leaves, up and down, especially rhythmically pouring out...... As the fingers flew quickly, the temperature soared, and the rain and dew evaporated in an instant.

The sky turned into a clear and sunny day.

After the afterglow retreated, Mu Beici was amazed: "As the saying goes, 'water can carry a boat and can also overturn a boat', when the master is in the ups and downs, he will turn the shower and wind into invisible, making the disciples ashamed of themselves. ”

The wind shook his head, "It's you who are absent-minded." Do you have something to ask me? ”

Mu Beici paused, lowered his eyes and said, "Senior Sister Ling is so angry about Uncle Ling's death that she still doesn't want to get started, and she is even injured because of it. Although she has been cured by the teacher's careful care, if she had told the truth earlier, she would not have ......."

Playing the melody of the light breeze in his hand, Feng Jinge frowned, "As long as the world knows, it is the sword venerable who saves the world." Let his past be his. ”

"That fluttering ......"

Mu Beici didn't finish speaking, only heard a "plop" sound coming from the corner of the wall, and a cloth bag suddenly fell out, and there seemed to be a living creature jumping around inside. The bamboo bushes swayed, and broken leaves fell to the ground.

In the cloth bag, the cultivator was very puzzled. She had been hiding well, but somehow, her knee was suddenly hit by a gravel, and she stumbled and fell out. As for the cloth cover on his body, he doesn't know why.

However, she quickly stopped struggling. Because it happened that Mu Beici played several spring and autumn tunes back and forth was "Four Great Scenes", she had already been wet and sunned, blown in the sun, blown freezing, frozen and thawed, and finally became a soup chicken, and she had no face to see people at all.

Feng Duange asked, "Are you here to steal the teacher?" ”

Seeing the humanoid cloth bag shaking his head, Mu Beici suddenly said, "Are you ...... Senior Sister Ling!? ”

In the cloth bag, there was a faint sound of choking.

Xiu Ling said, "You don't have to hide it anymore. If my guess is correct, Master is a descendant of Chaos. Therefore, he is obviously the senior brother of Qinzun, proficient in music and rhythm, and good at resisting the wind, but he can't even touch the qin, and he can't even bear to enter the qin...... Right? ”

After waiting for a long time, there was no answer outside, only the warm wind blew, and gradually dried the placket.

After unloading the cloth bag, there was no one in front of him, only a volume of "Heaven and Earth Citation" resting on the desk.

The spiritual cultivator took it and looked at it again, and it was even more strange. This volume is clearly a re-transcription, with a completely different annotation than the previous one that Piao Piao had written. And this handwriting ...... The dragon flies and the phoenix dances, which is exactly the same as the one on the medicine bottle!

Frowning tightly, Xiu Ling took the secret book and went to Piaopiao's residence to find her.

Seeing her walking away, a red shadow appeared behind the green bamboo. Gongsun Changqin teased the green leaves with one hand, "Xiaozhu, you say, can she understand the words of the deity?" ”

The bamboo leaves danced lightly, as if nodding.

Gongsun Changqin smiled lightly, flashed, and disappeared again.

***

The small courtyard where Piao Piao lives is not far from Shuimu Qinghua. Before the cultivator arrived at the small courtyard, he saw that the windows and doors were open, and they could not be wider, and black smoke was emitting, and the smell of burning was overflowing.

Isn't it on fire?!

The cultivator flew to the door, only to see Piao Piao running with her head all over her face, and a huge fireball chasing after her ass. The fireball leaped high and flew out again, heading towards the study.

Piao Piao exclaimed, "Oh no, that's what I just copied——! Quick, junior sister, help me! ”

"Call Senior Sister, and I'll help you." The spiritual retreat is to fold his arms in front of his chest.

“…… Division...... Masters! ”

The fireball descended, and the cultivator was quick with his eyes and hands, and he rolled over, resisting the strong wind, and called at it with one palm.

Perhaps because of the panacea, his palm wind is light and fast, which is incomparable. The fireball bounced down the wind, fell into the small courtyard fish pond, extinguished the fire, and turned away into smoke.

"You, you, you, you......" Piao Piao glared at Xiu Lingzhi, and saw that she easily eliminated the fireball, and was dumbfounded for a long time before he sighed: "Who said that the master picked up the rags, obviously he was picking up the essence of heaven and earth!" ”

When he came back to his senses, he found that Xiu Ling had already entered the study, hurried over, and threw himself over to cover the tired rice paper on the case.

Xiu Ling has already seen it, and the crooked handwriting is the same, all of which are Fuxi door rules. pretended not to know why and said: "You are copying the door rules, is Qin Zun punishing you?" ”

Suddenly, Piao Piao's teary eyes were watering, and he hummed and chirped, "Three hundred times!" You are too tricky, you obviously don't want to recognize Qin Zun as a master, but you lied to me that you are a new apprentice of your master. When the master found out that I was recommending a book for you, he punished me for copying the door rules. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the spiritual cultivation rules pitifully, and sobbed and comforted: "Don't worry, the master said that you are an apprentice entrusted by your uncle, and he would rather punish his own apprentice than his uncle's apprentice." ”

Seeing that Piao Piao was more and more aggrieved the more he talked, and the more he cried, the more miserable he became, and the cultivator couldn't help but be ashamed: Who said that Fuxi's disciples were all innocent? None of them are fuel-efficient lamps!

Spread the "Heaven and Earth Citation" in his arms on the table, and the cultivator tapped his fingers on the dense annotations, "Qin Zun punished you because of this." - Little junior sister, the previous things can be written off, and I can also copy the door rules that you haven't copied......"

He raised his head flutteringly and asked slowly, "Conditions?" ”

Xiu Ling leaned over, "You help me take a look at this volume, I shouldn't go crazy if I practice again, right?" In addition, it can be seen who is responsible for this handwriting? ”

Carefully reading the transcript volume, Piao Piao couldn't take his eyes off it, and from time to time he exclaimed, "I see", and finally said: "The annotations of this volume are accurate and very subtle, and in some places I have not even explained so thoroughly in the lesson!" ”

Looking at the pen and ink closely, he sighed and scratched his head, "As for the words...... I've never seen it. Fuxi has always advocated simplicity, and this calligraphy is too ...... It's a mess. ”

Outside, someone coughed softly.

Xiu Ling probed out, only to see a flower cat, from the edge of the pond with a charred carp in its mouth, and jumped out of the wall.