The disciple hurriedly said, "Of course, Master cherishes the disciples, and the disciples are grateful. ”

Zheng Feixian nodded and left silently.

Seven days later, July finally came to his senses. When she opened her eyes and was about to get out of bed, the disciples of the pharmacy hurriedly stopped her and said that she would immediately ask the kitchen to bring her over and tell her to lie down and rest. July insisted that she would be fine if she had something to eat, and that she had to go over by herself. When the dispute ended, Autumn Leaves came, and threw a burden for going out on July.

"Can you move? From now on, you will follow me, and Master has already agreed. Immediately set off to go to the Shenwu Fight. ”

July happily grabbed the burden and got out of bed, and said with a smile: "Elder, if you let July eat first, you will definitely be able to walk." ”

"Don't eat here, I invite you to Zheng Wanglou in Zhengdu today, and our senior sisters have chartered a field to eat the delicacies of Zheng Wanglou!"

The Flying Immortal Sect is in the Shuiyue Lake outside Zhengdu, and it only takes half a day to ride the carriage. In July, there were few opportunities to go out, and I heard that it was to eat, or to go to Zheng Wanglou, the largest in Zhengdu, and I was full of joy and was willing to endure it for a long time. Get out of bed and hold Akiba's arm and shout to go.

Out of Shuiyue Lake, a disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect brought two fiery long-haired BMWs. Akiba pointed to a horse and said that it would be July's mount. The latter happily hugged the horse's neck for a long time with affection.

Horses are expensive and cheap, the cheaper ones are a few taels of silver, and they can only carry some things with their strength, and they can't run far if they ride a person. A good horse is worth tens of thousands of gold, and it is like flying. Everyone loves horses, they all want a horse to get around, and they prefer BMWs. But horses are expensive, and raising them is even more expensive. A good meal of materials costs one penny of silver, and at the end of a month, the forage alone costs nine or ten taels of silver, which is worth the money of a horse purchased by ordinary people.

Riding a BMW and rushing to the road, I met passers-by along the way, and the business travelers cast envious glances one after another. In the past July, the Moon Lake was also noticed by passers-by, but the Feixian Chief Disciple would have attracted attention, and she didn't care too much, and now she knew that it was because of the mount, and it was the first time she had such a precious unimaginable thing since she grew so old, and she couldn't help but rub her face all the way to the horse's neck, and the horse also had a human name, and every time she ran more vigorously, as if in response to love.

Two people and two horses, two in red, flying dust everywhere and a charming sight. Only the light reflected by the waving silver whip kept dazzling.

Compared with July, when the BMW mount was rejoicing, the step on Beiling Mountain was much more pitiful. He waited for the master for a few days, lest the master not know where he was, so he stayed on the edge of the back cliff for several days in a row. After waiting for the sixth day to pass, the old man of Beiling finally talked to him on the evening of the seventh day.

At that time, he was looking at the starry sky on the edge of the cliff in a daze, and he only realized it when the old man of Beiling walked behind him. Hurriedly turned back and bowed.

"How is the progress of the soul technique cultivation. ”

Bu Jingxian hurriedly replied: "The disciple's qualifications are dull, and he has barely cultivated to the seventh level. ”

"Okay! You can't slack off in your practice, and you should practice martial arts wholeheartedly on this Beiling Mountain. There is a chance and time to do it. ”

"Yes! ”

The old man of Beiling had nothing to say, and looked at the night sky outside the cliff in silence. Bu Jingxian looked at the master's increased wrinkles, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. The old man of Beiling is really old, and no matter how neatly his hair is combed and tied, it is also full of silver threads, which makes that face look even older. He was thinking about it when he was tapped on the shoulder.

The old man of Beiling looked at him kindly, and for a moment, he smiled.

"Work diligently, don't let down the 100,000 heroic souls on the Divine Soul Mountain. The will of the Divine Soul has long been disregarded by the people of the world, and the demise of the Divine Soul Sect has made the people of the world regard the will of the Divine Soul as ridiculous. The will of the divine soul does not allow for further failure, and if you are born and decide to carry this burden, you will not be able to be defeated. Victory can make people face up, and victory can make people all over the world yearn for it. ”

Without waiting for the startling immortal to reply, the old man of Beiling patted him on the shoulder twice with his hand, and went the same way without saying a word.

Drop the step and stand stunned on the spot. He was as confused as before, and the old man of Beiling cared about him?

He stood alone on the edge of the cliff and thought over and over again, but he couldn't come up with a result after all. Looking up at the dark night sky, full of stars twinkling, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't looked at the sky so seriously for many days.

When the Shenwu Ring was held, the old man of Beiling brought the disciples from the top of the mountain to watch the game.

Bu Jingxian was left behind. Whether you want to go or not is completely voluntary, and you need to pay the cost of the journey ten taels of gold.

No one thought that it would take so much to entangle, but everyone was used to the lion opening of the old man of Beiling.

The top of the mountain suddenly became deserted, as if he was the only one left in the world. He was bored walking around the square and the house. Suddenly I heard crying, and I followed the sound to the house only to find that it was a boy who was crying.

This person he knew, his name was Shaoyuan, and he was one of the many children of the leader of the Black Wolf Army's coalition army, Da Luobi. Shaoyuan's mother is a person from the barbaric border, who was conceived because he was forcibly occupied by Da Luobi, the leader of the Black Wolf Army's coalition army, in a drunken and confused manner, Shaoyuan's mother is ugly and has never been favored. But the Black Wolf Army has always valued faith and responsibility, so the mother and son can live without worry.

Shaoyuan's appearance is not pleasing either, his nose is twice as big as ordinary people, and he has thick lips and black skin. The surname is extremely timid and cowardly, so it is still an opportunity for his mother to exchange his life to learn art. Their mother and son have been despised for a long time, and when Shaoyuan's mother saw that the other children of Da Luobi were bullying Shaoyuan for fun, she was angry and blamed herself. Thinking that she was a mother, she harmed the child, so she desperately begged Da Luobi to send Shaoyuan to study here, such an expensive tuition fee was of course rejected, Shaoyuan's mother was determined to die, and pulled out a knife and stabbed it in the heart in front of many people.

Shaoyun was therefore sent to Beiling Mountain to learn art. It was also the Black Wolf Army who admired his mother's courage. Originally, Shaoyuan should have worked hard when he encountered this kind of tragedy, but after coming to Beiling Mountain, he was afraid of everyone who saw him, and some people who knew about him talked about it, and others took him as a joke.

The slightest bullying and intimidation made him cry, which made the disciples of the Northern Spirit Sect even more interesting. The other disciples on the top of the mountain were even more reluctant to teach him, they couldn't learn anything, and they never did it well, and they were afraid to cry when they saw the sword, and they often had snot and tears mixed with mud and dust on their faces.

The other disciples called him the Black Mouse, saying that he was the only stinky rat on the top of the Venerable Beiling Mountain.

Shaoyuan has only been in Beiling Mountain for more than ten days, but his reputation has already caught up with the immortals.

Seeing Bu Jingxian walk into the house, Shaoyuan stopped crying. They had met a few times, so they were not afraid of Bu Jingxian, he knew that Bu Jingxian would not bully him, nor would he scold him and laugh at him. Seeing that Shaoyuan didn't cry, he only looked at him with a dirty and runny face in a daze, and turned around and left, and Shaoyuan, who had just taken two steps, cried again.

When he turned around, Shaoyuan stopped crying again. After making a gesture, Shaoyuan immediately cried again, and when he returned, he didn't cry. Try Turin a few times and make the following mantra.

"What are you crying about?"

Bu Jingxian had no choice but to ask him.

"Scared. ”

"Afraid of what?"

"Not a single one. ”

"Inexplicable. They all bully you for fun when they are not happy, why are you still afraid?"

Shaoyuan looked at Bu Jingxian in a daze, unable to answer.

"Don't cry, go to bed if you have nothing to do. ”

This time, Shaoyuan didn't cry anymore.

After walking around the empty mountain top, Bu Jingxian still returned to the back cliff to practice. It didn't take long to hear the shout of "Hey, hey, ......", and then I found that the black-faced and big-nosed Shaoyuan didn't know when he came, and he learned to swing his fists and kicks a few feet away, shouting "Hey" every time he hit his mouth. It's not like I'm practicing, like a curious child imitating someone else, with an excited and funny smile on my dirty face.

Bu Jingxian looked at it speechlessly, Shaoyuan was even more excited to swing his fists indiscriminately, his fists and feet were straight forward, and he didn't even know how to use his strength, but the more he fought, the more excited he became.

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