Cultivation is a method of cultivation that is not accepted by the cultivation world.

Relying on poetry and songs to form spells, or defend or attack, is an incomprehensible practice.

"Yes, senior!" Murong Zhongtian also hurriedly explained: "Zhang Sheng is originally a literary cultivator, we think it is better to set up another portal." Otherwise, Zhang Sheng would not have achieved much even if he stayed in the Valley of the Holy Spirit to accept your teachings, he only liked Wenxiu since he was a child. ”

"But. Zhang Sheng continued: "My sect is subordinate to the Valley of the Holy Spirit, and I am also your apprentice. ”

"You can be external," Murong Zhongtian was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ouyang Yisu.

"I know how to say it!" she cut off Murong Zhongtian without waiting for him to finish.

Then he pondered for a moment and said, "I hope you don't let me down." ”

Ouyang Yisu's expression slowly calmed down as usual, but there was still some regret in his words.

Zhang Sheng's will energy made her optimistic about Zhang Sheng, and Xiuwen's exercises made her a little worried.

Since the three juniors in front of her had said a lot and their words were sincere and reasonable, she also acquiesced to Zhang Sheng's decision.

Just put this talent to good use.

"Master Xie!" Zhang Sheng was overjoyed, and quickly knelt on his knees and bowed to the end.

Zhan Qingyu and Murong Zhongtian each brought a bowl of water and handed it to Zhang Sheng.

"This bowl of tea, thank you to my predecessors for saving my baby, and let Zhang Sheng see hope in danger!" Zhang Sheng raised his hands above his head.

Ouyang Yisu finally smiled slightly, and after a little thought, he took the tea bowl and took a sip.

Zhan Qingyu hurriedly took the tea bowl.

"This bowl of tea, thanks to the master for looking down on Zhang Sheng, let me use the master's prestige to create a sect and live bravely. Zhang Sheng put another bowl of water over his head.

Ouyang Yisu took a sip and began to feel better.

I have to say that Zhang Sheng is worthy of being born in Wenxiu, and the wording is just right, even if it is a compliment, it seems sincere.

After a simple apprenticeship ceremony.

"Have you thought of a name?" Ouyang Yisu sat down again and asked Zhang Sheng.

"Please also ask the master for advice. Zhang Sheng said: "I think a few are not very good. ”

"Let's call it Hundred Gardens. Ouyang Yisu said lightly: "Cultural cultivation is like a flower, but if it is repaired, it may not be impossible to achieve success." As long as you take care of the flowers, they will bear fruit one day. ”

"Master Xie gave me a name!" Zhang Sheng thanked again: "I swear to serve the Valley of the Holy Spirit to the death. ”

In the end, the three of them said goodbye to Ouyang Yisu and went back to rest.

Ouyang Yisu took out some more pills and handed them to Zhang Sheng, and gave a brief advice on cultivation.

She didn't know much about Wen Xiu, but she made some detailed arrangements for Zhang Sheng's will energy alone.

Zhang Sheng was still very weak, and he needed the elixir to do a good life for a period of time, so he gave more elixir.

Originally, there was a room in each place, but the three of them chatted until late.

In the end, the tired Zhang Sheng fell asleep on Zhan Qingyu's bed.

Zhang Sheng's mood has been up and down, and some of the things he has experienced in the past few days have also made him exhausted.

Once I relaxed, I did feel very tired.

Murong Zhongtian also meditated with Zhan Qingyu, and the two did not disturb Zhang Sheng's rest.

In addition to Zhang Sheng's need to sleep to relieve fatigue, both Zhan Qingyu and Murong Zhongtian can use meditation to restore their physical strength and energy.

Zhan Qingyu quickly entered the state, but was soon woken up by Murong Zhongtian, and then even Zhang Sheng was woken up.

Murong Zhongtian sat on the edge of the table and flicked the table with his fingers, his eyebrows full of melancholy.

The sound of the knock woke them up.

"What's wrong Zhongtian?" Zhan Qingyu asked puzzledly, "Looking at your restless appearance, is there something wrong?"

"Yes, Zhongtian!" If there is something, say it, and everyone will find a way to solve it together: "Good brother, if you have difficulties, you have to say it." ”

"It's not easy to say" Murong Zhongtian wanted to speak and stopped, still looking anxious and helpless.

"Grind and chirp!" Zhan Qingyu was anxious for him, but from Murong Zhongtian's appearance, it did seem that something was wrong, and it was not a trivial matter.

"Say it, Zhongtian. Zhang Sheng sat up suddenly.

Although he was still a little tired, he was a little better, and he looked at Murong Zhongtian and encouraged, "I will definitely help you do it." ”

Zhang Sheng is not too much to say, after all, the three of them have experienced life and death.

Even he himself has risen from the dead, what can stop a man who is not afraid of death?

Besides, doing Murong Zhongtian a favor won't lead to death, right?

"Really?" Murong Zhongtian looked at Zhang Sheng and said, "You will definitely be able to help me do it?"

"I'm dizzy!" Zhan Qingyu couldn't help laughing: "We don't know what you're going to do, who dares to guarantee that you can do it." ”

"That Zhang Sheng just said," Murong Zhongtian pointed at Zhang Sheng, and before he finished speaking, Zhang Sheng smiled.

"I know!" Zhang Sheng said.

"Huh?" Murong Zhongtian was a little surprised: "How do you know." ”

"You're just thinking about it, who can't guess. Zhan Qingyu also smiled, and he could see Murong Zhongtian's thoughts through Zhang Sheng's smile.

But he still wanted Murong Zhongtian to say it himself, because even if the guess was accurate, it was not as clear as what the person concerned said.

Only by speaking clearly can we hear clearly, and only by listening clearly can we find targeted ways to help him.

"Do you want to say it?" Zhan Qingyu asked Murong Zhongtian: "Don't say yes, Zhang Sheng, you go back to the house to sleep, and I will sleep too." ”

"Okay!" Zhang Sheng replied very cooperatively.

This made Murong Zhongtian anxious, he quickly stood up to stop Zhang Sheng, who was about to leave, and hurriedly took a step to grab Zhan Qingyu, who was about to go to bed.

"I said, can't I say it?" Murong Zhongtian said with some frustration: "You guys are falling into the well, see that I have something to ask you to deliberately stimulate me." ”

Here's the thing.

Ever since Murong Zhongtian came to the Holy Spirit Valley and saw Ouyang Chuchu, some of his past memories had suddenly come back to life.

Zhan Qingyu and Zhang Sheng could feel that Murong Zhongtian was incorrigibly in love with this sentimental little girl.

The two only said that it was love at first sight for young people, but they didn't know that this kind of liking was not unfounded, but had been for a long time.

When the two were young.

Murong Zhongtian's father, Murong Wunian, had brought him to the Holy Spirit Valley several times and consulted Ouyang Yisu on his cultivation and exercises.

At the same time, I also hope that Ouyang Yisu, who is proficient in the inheritance of all things, can correct Xiao Zhongtian some things that he doesn't understand as a father.

Ouyang Yisu was also very optimistic about this clever and cute boy, this child was as studious and smart as Ouyang Chuchu.

So Ouyang Yisu allowed Ouyang Chuchu and Murong Zhongtian to listen to her teachings together, and the two young children were full of yearning for the future in their ignorant childhood.

After practicing, the two played and frolicked together, and gradually established a sincere partnership.

But as they grew older, they gradually became sensible, and they also understood that the games they played with each other when they were young were not suitable for now.