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Zao Wou-Ki was sitting in a courtyard in the Deserted Guqin Sect with his cheap master drinking a little wine, he was now drunk and the old man was completely damaged, he had nothing to do, he always wanted to drink some wine, sometimes thinking about it, he would feel that wine was really a good thing, it could not only pour out sorrows, but also help fun, and relieve fatigue when he was bored, no matter when he drank it, he could find a suitable reason to drink it, and drink it with a different taste.

"It's a pity, Ling Xue finally let that guy go. Zhao Wuji still couldn't help but sigh, "She thought that her cultivation talent was the best in the world, but she didn't know that Ji Wushuang's talent was no less than her, and any form of softness to such a terrible enemy was cruel to herself." ”

"Do you think everyone is as heartless as you kid? The drunk old man took a sip and scolded with a smile: "Don't think that I don't know your thoughts, thinking that except for Ji Wushuang, there is no one who can compete with you Ling Xue, like you, how can you become an emperor in the future and inherit my mantle?"

was seen through by the drunk old man, Zhao Wouji was not embarrassed, but was attracted by the second half of his sentence, and said: "My good master, when are you going to teach me...... Your way to pick up stars?"

The drunk old man laughed and teased: "You bastard, you know how to please me at this time and call me a good master, otherwise the old man on the left and the drunkard on the right on weekdays will not have any respect for the teacher." ”

Zao Wou-Ki smiled, his face was as thick as his, and he also felt a little embarrassed.

The drunk old man said angrily: "Actually, the cultivation has already begun. ”

"It's already started?" Zao Wou-Ki was a little incredulous.

"Walking, living, sitting and lying down is practice, and starting the heart and mind is also practice, and one meal and one meal is better. On this path of cultivation, one step at a time is practice, but now you are impetuous, and you still don't understand this truth. ”

Zhao Wuji thought about it carefully when he heard this, and found that what the drunk old man said was really reasonable, although his cheap master was very confused on weekdays, but everything he did seemed to have a deep meaning in it, although he couldn't understand the mystery at the moment, but his understanding of the way of stealing the sky by leaps and bounds was inextricably linked to the guidance of the drunk old man.

The drunken old man looked at him worriedly, raised his hand and pointed at Zao Wou-ki, jumped and said: "You are dissolute, carefree by nature, and have the courage to steal the sky. It is very similar to me when I was young, and it is even more consistent with the way I walked, and if it were not for this, I would not have accepted you as the only apprentice in this life. ”

"My good master, you said that I have been with you for so long, and I don't know your name, it's too much to say. Seeing that the old man was drunk, Zao Wou-Ki had an idea in his heart, and immediately wanted to take advantage of this to make some names.

The drunken old man glanced at him with a smile, and immediately said three words: "Si Beixing." ”

"Si Beixing......" Zhao Wuji chewed carefully, and found that this name was very similar to the old man's supernatural powers, but even counting the emperors of Shenzhou, there was no one who called this name, he still felt unwilling, patted a sycophant, praised a few good names, and then asked: "I don't know master, how high is your cultivation?"

Si Beixing shook his head and thought for a while, then laughed and said, "You will know how tall your master and I are in the future." ”

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Just when Zao Wou-Ki and Si Beixing were drinking and having fun and sharing their master and apprentice Tianyi, Ling Xue was stroking Shen Ningshuang's little head, her face was full of reluctance, pouting, looking at Ling Xue very funny.

Shen Ningshuang has already found her mother-in-law, Wen Yingdong.

Wen Yingdong is a third-generation disciple of the Huangguqin Sect, and when it comes to seniority, he should shout Zhu Nanfeng as a master and ancestor.

When she learned the news of the couple's death in a foreign land, she immediately fainted with grief, and it took a long time to wake up, and then Shen Ningshuang snuggled in her arms, crying while telling her about the experience of these days, and she tried her best to beautify the emperor who saved her, and Ling Xue, who forced the emperor to death, could not help but add oil and vinegar to the black, and Wen Yingdong couldn't cry and laugh at that time, and looked at Ning Dong'er and Ke Yimeng apologetically, and said a few good words for her ignorant daughter.

"Lord Ling, my daughter is not sensible, I am really sorry to have caused you a lot of trouble a few days ago. Wen Yingdong lowered her head and whispered, she had heard of the woman in front of her, and she knew that she also had the title of half-demon emperor, and at this moment, seeing that her daughter did not respect her very much, she couldn't help but feel uneasy, took her daughter's hand, and said in a deep voice: "If it weren't for Lord Ling, now you come back to Canghai Country and find your mother to kiss me?"

"If it weren't for the imperial grandfather, I would have starved to death in Tianhai County, where would it be her turn to let someone bring me back. ”

Shen Ningshuang snorted lightly, but she was not convinced at all.

Wen Yingdong couldn't help but change her face when she saw that her daughter was so willful, worried that Ling Xue would be unhappy in her heart, you must know that the extra sect master in the sect not long ago had a very close relationship with Ling Xue, if they offended all of them, they would not have to continue to live in this sect.

"Children are unscrupulous, the wind blows, and the frost is so cute, how can I mind. Just as Wen Yingdong was about to speak out and reprimand, Ling Xue said with a smile.

Shen Ningshuang also realized that what she said seemed to be too rude, so she lowered her head and stopped contradicting each other.

After a few more words with Wen Yingdong, Ling Xue seemed to think of something and asked, "But I don't know a little, why does this little girl and her father need to travel thousands of miles to Tianyun Country?"

Shen Ningshuang heard Ling Xue's question, her body trembled slightly, and her eyelashes became more and more lower.

Wen Yingdong's face darkened slightly when she heard this, and she hesitated for a moment before she said: "This is because she has had a strange disease since she was a child, and she has an illness every three years, and when the disease occurs, it will be cold to the bone, and the bones all over her body seem to be broken. ”

"White Bone Dao?" Ling Xue suddenly thought of the powerful monk with white bones that he saw in Wufu City, was he walking the White Bone Dao that Wen Yingdong said?

At this moment, a cold voice spoke: "The Desolate Guqin Sect is the Gaowu era, the Qinxin left by the Desolate Guqin Emperor, and the White Bone Dao is also the inheritance left by the peerless Emperor of the White Bone Emperor back then. ”

When Ling Xue heard the prestige, there was an ethereal figure standing not far away, it was the world of the Desolate Guqin Sect.

The breeze blows and the veil dances. (To be continued.) )