The stars in the sky are bright, and on summer nights, Yaoshan is cooler and more comfortable than Chang'an. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhuo Zangfeng handed over the Cloud Stepping Heavenly Horse to Zaligu and climbed the mountain alone.

Stepping on the last stone staircase, he looked at the lights in the house, and two beautiful figures were reflected in the window, and his heart felt warm.

Judging from the towering bun, the one sitting by the window is His Royal Highness Yueyue, and the figure slightly sideways is Mo Ya.

This is not surprising.

His Royal Highness Yueyue often comes uninvited, and after saying some words, he often says goodbye without saying goodbye, doing his own thing, and doing whatever he wants.

If you are happy, you will come in the wind and snow, but if you are not happy, you will not see anyone for ten days and a half months.

Zhuo Zangfeng walked into the room and smelled a mixture of vanilla, musk, etc., and the two girls were holding needles and threads and embroidering something intently.

Mo Ya saw him come back and washed his face for him.

This is also the homework that must be done before eating, Zhuo Zangfeng was not used to it at first, and then he was forced to wash his face and hands several times before he gradually got used to it.

Mo Ya went to the kitchen to work, Yueyue didn't look up at him, just lowered her head to embroider.

Zhuo Zangfeng leaned over and saw that she was holding a piece of colored cloth, and her dexterous fingers were flying needles and threads, and the orchid fingers were slightly cocked, like a butterfly waving its wings.

Yueyue felt his breath, didn't look up, and said: "Zaligu cut some wormwood, left a few sticks and inserted them on the door, and the rest of me and Mo Ya made moxa sticks, and soon the Dragon Boat Festival started, inserted moxa sticks to drive away evil spirits and diseases, and the moxa sticks were left to light when there were more mosquitoes." ”

Zhuo Zangfeng looked at her focused and serious expression, and quipped: "You! The dignified princess of Zhiguo has also learned the work of the little people. ”

Yueyue changed a red line and said, "When I came to Datang, I never regarded myself as a princess. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng was afraid that it would cause the girl to miss her homeland and make her sad, so she hurriedly changed the topic and talked about the situation of Tai Academy.

Yueyue couldn't help but look up when she heard him talk about the swordsmanship competition, with a worried look in her eyes.

"You need to concentrate on recuperation now, you can't run your vitality, so don't compete this time. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng smiled bitterly: "Those individuals, I'm too lazy to do it, but these uneasy and kind-hearted guys in our Tianji Pavilion will definitely recommend me, I can't avoid it, I'm not afraid." ”

He deliberately said it easily, but Yueyue's heart sank.

After a long time, she said: "Put on the sachet after embroidery, we are not afraid of demons, ask for peace!"

Zhuo Zangfeng glanced at it, and it turned out that the two girls were sewing sachets.

He suddenly remembered that when he was in Qifeng Mountain, every Dragon Boat Festival, those children of the same age wore colorful sachets, and at that time, he wished that he could also wear one.

I remember that the old Taoist priest bought one for him, and although the aroma was not good, he was still very happy.

Thinking of this, it seems that the nose can still smell the fragrance of wormwood, and the sachet may not have good spices, but there is no smell left.

The meal was served neatly, Yueyue didn't mean to eat, but handed the sachet to Mo Ya, asked her to wear it for Zhuo Zangfeng, and then turned away.

Back to Zhiwuya, after saying a few words to Qiu Fengping, Yueyue carried a sword on her back, and rushed to the Heavenly Sword Sect overnight with a woo.

He knew Zhuo Zangfeng's stinky temper, and he never refused to admit defeat, even if he knew that there was a trap in front of him, he was not afraid, so he was afraid that the swordsmanship competition of the Tai Academy would cause double trauma to his dantian qi sea.

The Heavenly Sword Sect, a noble name in the sword cultivation world, had been turning in her heart countless times recently, and when she thought about it, it probably started when she learned that Ji Shidan was able to treat Zhuo Zangfeng's internal injuries.

As for how far away the Heavenly Sword Sect was, she only had a general impression in her heart about where it was, and she still found it from the master's mouth.

Yueyue is the upper level of the third-grade martial arts realm, but with the spiritual cultivation bloodline of the demon clan, walking in the sky is not worse than the cultivation of the first-grade martial arts realm, and even in terms of flight speed and lightness of the body.

The wind in the summer sky is more cool, and the moon and the moon are rapidly resisting the qi, quickly changing the breath, not daring to delay in the slightest, but her heart is on fire.

The stars were moving rapidly, the white clouds were flowing away, and the sun was finally shining on the earth once again.

Stopping in a small village for a while, asking the villagers about the location of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he didn't care about drinking saliva, Yueyue wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hurried away.

It wasn't until a towering mountain appeared in front of her, and she was relieved to see the endless greenery hidden in the white mist.

In the face of this holy place of "unparalleled Daomen, the first in the sword realm", she didn't dare to make the slightest rash move, gently fell in front of the mountain gate, looked up at the three words of the Heavenly Sword Sect on the stone gate tower, and couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in her heart.

An old man in a Taoist robe was napping against the stone wall, and Yueyue stepped forward and asked for advice.

"Hello Dao Chief, how can I meet Dongfang Yinyue Senior?"

Lao Dao opened his eyes, looked at the dusty but dusty girl in front of him, rubbed his old eyes, stood up and said, "The girl is from out of town, right? Dongfang seniors have not seen guests for ten years. ”

"Senior?" The old Taoist priest called Dongfang Yinyue a senior, Yueyue couldn't help but be extremely surprised, and looked at the wrinkled and gray-headed old Taoist priest in front of him.

"Could it be that Dongfang Yinyue is very old?" Yueyue thought in surprise, "Why does the master always talk about this Dan Dao Grandmaster, always the Dongfang junior is longer than the Dongfang junior?"

However, at this time, there was no time to distinguish, Yueyue smiled a little tiredly, and still asked, "Tell me where he lives. ”

The old Taoist squinted at him for a long time, stretched out his hand to pluck a leaf from Yueyue's head, and said: "Your doll is inexplicably loved, the old Taoist is a little unbearable if he doesn't tell you, and he can't bear to tell you." ”

Yueyue was surprised: "How can the Taoist say this?"

Lao Dao carried the broom on his shoulder and said, "Come with me, and tell you while walking the old way." ”

Saying that, he stepped forward first, and Yueyue hurriedly followed.

The mountain road is crooked, and the stone steps wind along the mountain to the mountain, and several young Taoist priests passing by see the old Taoist priest saluting respectfully, and the old man only cares about carrying a broom, turning a deaf ear.

"Could it be that this sweeping old Taoist priest is not low?" Yueyue couldn't help but speculate.

After a journey, due to the fact that she was only in a hurry before, the vitality of the imperial qi was greatly depleted when she was flying, and she suddenly felt a little weak and weak in her legs after a long time without dripping water.

Looking at the old Taoist priest in front of him, his feet moved as lightly as a feather, and he didn't die, and the exaggerated Taoist robe supported the thin skeleton fluttering and swinging, like a bulging sail in the sea.

"This old Taoist priest is by no means simple!"

Yueyue was a little difficult to follow behind, but he also felt that he was very lucky, as soon as he went to the Heavenly Sword Sect, he met such a mysterious old Taoist, maybe he would take him to find Dongfang Yinyue.

Lao Dao said as he walked, and his words seemed to float from the sky, and there seemed to be a white cloud in his tone.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll go to the old road to rest in front, I'll tell you about it after drinking saliva first." ”

Yueyue was a little tired and felt flustered, she knew that this was a long-term running vitality, and she didn't reply in time, she blamed herself for being too anxious, and she couldn't even rest for a moment.

She thanked the old Taoist priest for his kindness and continued to ask, "The Taoist chief just said, 'I can't bear to tell me, I can't bear to tell me, how can I tell me?'"

Lao Dao said with a smile in front of him: "Seeing that your breath is not continuous, and the vitality is very depleted, it is better not to speak, keep the qi, and keep the dantian, not my way, not my road." ”

Yueyue couldn't understand the words later, and felt more and more that the old Taoist priest in front of her was not simple, so she had to endure the doubts in her heart and follow quickly. (To be continued.) )