Chapter 8: Children Are Hard to Shape (2)

5 days later......

At the mountain gate between the moon buds and clouds, Situ Xiangling waited there excitedly for a long time, and finally saw a huge crowd of people arriving.

From the middle of the procession, the white marble is used as the base, carved with fine pine wood that is at least hundreds of years old, and even the air is filled with a good smell of rosin. The front of the car is also decorated with the night pearl of the East China Sea as the headlights, and the inlaid ivory is decorated.

She is dressed in pure white fox fur, and the hem is embroidered with gold silk and red velvet, standing in the snow, it is really graceful, graceful and jade, dazzling and shining.

"Sister Feixi, you're here!" Situ Xiangling rushed away like a little pet finally seeing its owner.

Jiang Feixu smiled lightly, and gently knocked on the door of Situ Xiangling's head: "After the New Year, I grew up a year older, why is it still so shapeless?" Learn to be steady. ”

"Isn't it a pleasure to see Sister Feixi." Situ Xiangling hugged Jiang Feixu's arm and said coquettishly.

"I've seen Miss Jiang." Situ Moxuan led a group of disciples from the Moon Bud Cloud to greet him at the mountain gate.

"Hmm." Jiang Feixu nodded lightly, no matter how old or senior, he was indeed above this group of young monks, so he didn't have the same return gift.

"What about your master? The other peak masters are good, and there are ...... What about your master? After entering the gate of the Moon Bud Cloud Room, all the visiting guests were not allowed to sit in a sedan chair or drive a car, and Jiang Feixu was no exception, so he did not sit in the carriage again, but walked with the disciples of the Moon Bud Cloud Room, asking questions as he walked.

"The master has been in retreat since the first day of the new year, but he will be able to leave tomorrow. I respect them......" Situ Xiangling hadn't finished speaking, when suddenly a dull roar came from the direction of the sword training platform in the distance. From a distance, it seems that there is still a layer of gray dust.

Jiang Feixu was shocked, in such a quiet place among the moon buds and clouds, there was still such a noise, raised his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

But the disciples of the Moon Buds and Clouds beside her seemed to be surprised, and Liang Shulan said softly, "It's okay, Miss Jiang." It's probably that Xia girl practicing swords again, alas, anyway, the moon buds and clouds are almost dismantled by her. ”

Situ Moxuan saw that the other disciples behind him were covering their mouths and chuckling, so he had to drink: "Shulan! Don't be presumptuous. ”

Liang Shulan was immediately silenced, lowered her head and rubbed her sleeve aggrievedly.

"Senior brother, what Senior Sister Liang said is the truth." Situ Xiangling naturally wanted to speak for her senior sister, and by the way, she teased: "Sister Feixi, you don't know, since the summer curtain on the first day of the Lunar New Year began to be taught by several peak masters, the entire moon buds and clouds have not been peaceful in the past few days. Either the classroom was flooded, or the shrine collapsed, and the medicinal seedlings in Elder Tan's medicine garden were also dead, and the worst thing was Ying Xuefeng, who majored in music and rhythm, was almost blown into ruins by her. Pity the disciples on his peak, many of them can now only stay in the other six main peaks or live in guest houses. ”

"......" Jiang Feixu even thought that he had seen the world, the wind and the waves, but when he heard such a thing, he still didn't say anything for a long time.

Seeing that the disciples around him were either shaking their heads or covering their mouths and laughing, Jiang Feixu had to ask, "What do you mean by being blown into ruins by her?" ”

"Alas! Well, it's a long story......"

At this time, on the sword training platform, Xia Mu was so tired that he lay on the ground without any image at all. It was a harsh winter, but the hem of her clothes was almost soaking wet.

"Hurry up, it's only been a few moves!" Linyue Peak Lord-Situ Ming shouted.

In fact, he was also very tired, the placket on his back was also half wet, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, which was no better than a dead dog-like summer curtain. But he didn't show anything, except for being a little short of breath, he couldn't tell that he had used a lot of spiritual power just now.

Do people in the moon buds and clouds love to pretend so much? The people on the ground didn't say a word, but they slowly climbed up with a stubborn face holding the long sword.

The other people who were watching the battle at the edge of the sword training flat were all full of amazement, the divine blade given by the Protoss, the power of immortality, was really terrifying! If it was the real saintess who used this sword back then, I am afraid that the Lord of Linyue Peak would not be able to receive ten moves.

Yes, what Xia Mu is holding in his hand at this moment is the immortality that has changed from Chang'an!

In the past few days, she has also experienced the most subversive five days of her past life, and too many ...... have happened

Day 1.

The Seven Great Peak Lords joined forces to break the remnant seal of Chang'an in the Qing Cultivation Pavilion of Heaven and Earth Peak. Therefore, when the summer curtain finally blew Chang'an again, the powerful spiritual power wave shook Situ Yuan's specially built building for cultivation in an instant, shattering the doors and windows, and even the dark pavilion was destroyed.

If the Seven Peak Masters hadn't cultivated their spiritual power and protected themselves with the enchantment in time, I am afraid that they would have been injured by it.

"This ...... This ......" Situ Yuan didn't say what he wanted to express for a long time.

Xia Mu raised his eyebrows wryly and said, "What I reminded you just now is that you didn't let me blow it, this ...... Can't blame me. ”

She still remembers the demolition of the inn in Ningjiang City vividly.

Xia Mu only learned today that it turned out that Chang'an was sealed by Situ Wankong's enchantment in the Holy Maiden Temple. After being taken out by himself during this time, the seal was also slowly dissipating, and today after the seven peak masters joined forces to remove the remaining seal, the spiritual power was even more full and sufficient. Now he is just an ordinary mortal, without any spiritual power. If you can improve your spiritual power through cultivation in the future, it will be more integrated with this artifact. It's going to be even more powerful and terrifying.

"This is a happy practice...... Don't practice indoors. "Situ Chang said, after all, the cultivation meditation room of Yingxue Peak is not as solid as the Qing Cultivation Pavilion.

Xia Mu nodded in agreement, but later it turned out that they still underestimated Chang'an, who was sleeping for fifteen.

"You have to control its power! At the age of three, the saint could play a requiem, and at the age of five, she practiced the music score of the demon by herself. Situ Han was still so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"No! Do you think I don't want to? But I'm not her, and I don't have the talent she has! "Xia Mu is also very helpless in his heart, okay? Some people have been caressed by God, and some people have been pinched by God, can it be the same?

"Then the stupid bird should fly first and make up for the clumsy with diligence." Situ said.

This time, Xia Mu didn't say anything, because her heart agreed, it seemed that there was no other way than to study harder in the future, although it was impossible to catch up with the previous saint with a rocket, but it could be made up for by being more diligent. Anyway, it doesn't mean that you have to learn to a certain level, or what level of cultivation you have reached, as long as you can find your way home and open the door to go home in the end.

Xue Jing said, "You don't have to talk about the summer curtain again. She has only just started her formal cultivation now, and besides, everyone in the world is different, how can you compare her with Situ Wankong back then. You must know that a genius like Situ Wankong, two thousand years before and after the moon buds and clouds, there have only been three people. One is the Holy Ancestor Situ Yuan, who founded the sect in the Moon Bud Cloud Room, the other is Situ Boxin, who was born from the Protoss thousands of years ago, and the other is Situ Wankong forty years ago. However, in the future, the summer curtain will be taught by the seven of us in person, and it is just right to see that you have talked so much, so confident, and the final result must not be the worst course you teach! ”

Xia Mu decided that from now on, she would be a fan of this Xue Feng Lord, and it was really touching and grateful to be able to speak for herself at this time.

"Good! Let's see what different results can be taught by the same seedling and different masters in the end. Situ Yuan interrupted Situ Han's next words, took the initiative to stand up and walked to Xia Mu and continued: "I am Situ Yuan of Yunjian Peak, next, the Dao method you want to practice will be taught by me personally." ”

Hehe! Although I don't know what the Taoism you are talking about, but for the sake of you being so handsome, I should be more serious about taking your class, Xia Mu's heart was already happy, but he still bowed seriously: "Thank you Peak Master, I hope to give me advice next." ”

After that, Xue Jing also came up and said, "I am Peng Mofeng Xue Jing, and then I will teach you medical skills and pharmacology." ”

"I will teach you music theory so that you can control Chang'an as soon as possible. By the way, I'm Yingxue Peak Situ Chang."

"I am Situ Ming of Linyue Peak, and I will teach you swordsmanship and riding archery in the future."

"Miss Xia should be no stranger to me, I am Situ Xuan of Zhaoyang Peak, and I teach magic and talismans."

"Humph! Situ Han of Mu Xiufeng, what you want to learn from me in the future is the art of divination. Hum! ”

Xia Mu watched them introduce themselves one by one, she probably had a number in her heart, and finally looked at Situ Yuan, she knew that he was Situ Moxuan and Xiangling's master, and now he would teach himself, wouldn't he be even lower than them in the future, wouldn't it be difficult to call that little girl senior sister? No, no, no......

When he was distracted, Situ Yuan walked over and said in a deep voice: "What you need to know most is how to become a qualified saint!" And that's for me to teach you. ”

The next day. On the Snow Peak.

After a few flute-like 'whimpering' sounds, followed by a loud "bang-bang......

On a relatively empty plain, Situ Chang was desperately resisting the enchantment, clutching his chest, and forcibly pressing down the blood that was surging upward.

After a long time......

"These ...... Can't you blame me? "Xia Mu really didn't have any eyes on it.

When I just walked over with Situ Chang, there were three big trees that were said to be more than 100 years old, and there was a small piece of clear lake, which was not frozen in this ice and snow, and the reflection was a sparkling shadow in the blue sky and white snow, which was like a fairyland on earth. There is also a small Forget Worry Pavilion by the lake, which is small and exquisite. Although the snow on the lawn has not yet melted, a trace of green is already emerging from below.

But at this moment to raise your eyes and look, alas! The three big trees had all fallen, and the layers of mountains were stacked on top of each other, and a trace of scorched smoke was emitting. The water in the lake had been blown up to the ground and seemed to be still bubbling with mist, and there were a few dead fish on the shore with their bellies up, staring at the dead fish's eyes, as if they were complaining to the sky that they were not blind to death. Needless to say, the exquisite Forget Worry Pavilion was broken, and the top of the pavilion was already covered on the ground like a steamer drawer. Except for the circle at the foot of the summer curtain, which is relatively flat, the other meadows under the snow are like farmland that has just been turned over by the farmer's uncle for spring ploughing, and the rows are neat and orderlyβ€”sparse.

If it was like a fantasy before, then now it is like a purgatory that has just experienced a great war.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Anyway. "It's really not easy for Situ Chang to hold back these two words for a long time.

"Peak Master!" After hearing this, several monks who were patrolling rushed to the scene, and when they saw this, several of them fell from their swords. "What's going on?!"

"Peak Lord! What about our trees? Where's our grass? Where's our pavilion? What's wrong with the fish we raise?! Wow......" There was a young disciple who actually cried on the spot.

"Don't...... Don't be sad. I'm ...... Not on purpose. Xia Mu was embarrassed to hide Chang'an behind him.

"You did it?"

"Uh...... Sort of. ”

"You!"

"All down! After that, no one shall come near this five miles without my command. Situ Chang finally calmed down the churning qi in his chest and shouted to his disciples. The trees are gone, the grass is gone, the pavilion can still be built, and it is a big deal to raise a few more fish, but this terrible woman must not be allowed to accidentally hurt her apprentices.