Chapter Twenty-Six: All Up!
The sky gradually dawned, the golden glow sprinkled, and the faint clouds and mist shrouded in the bamboo forest seemed to turn into a golden sea, slowly dissipating, the stream was murmuring, and the meaning of tranquility was transformed into the vitality of galloping and circulating with the rising sun!
A cloud of purple qi floated from the sky and drifted into Wang Er's eyebrows, and the purple qi filled the entire face in an instant, which was strange and abnormal.
In the next moment, his eyes opened tightly, as if a little spiritual light bloomed in his eyes, and it was fleeting!
"Yes, yes! As long as there is progress every day, he believes that sooner or later, he will be able to catch up with Wang Teng's footsteps, and then beat him violently......
The path of cultivation is long and lonely, and if there is no result or reaction from the penance every day, then he will have to be driven crazy! Of course, it is also possible to slack off and give up the path......
"Purr—purr—"
The snoring sound like construction sounded quietly, breaking the peace of the bamboo forest, and breaking Wang Ermei's daily fantasy......
"Sheng Jie!!, you still sleep in the sun, what kind of Tao are you cultivating like this!"
Wang Er yelled, his expression was not good! He would never say that it was because his snoring disturbed his sweet dream.
"Hmm, what's wrong, what's wrong?"
Sheng Jie, who was cowering, was suddenly startled, raised his head suddenly, his slit-like eyes, tried to open wide, and looked around.
If you take a closer look, the stains on the blue robe of the outer disciple have long congealed with blood, and the whole body is even wetted by the dew in the bamboo forest.
"Look at it!" Wang Er couldn't help but pat his head, his friend was a little stunned.
"Oh, Brother Wang, what are you telling me to do?" Sheng Jie looked up and smiled.
"I ......" Wang Er, who disturbed Qingmeng, was even more depressed, "Don't you cultivate? I don't know that the plan of the day lies in the morning, and the cultivation of sunrise can be worth a few hours in ordinary times." ”
"Is that so? No one told me. Sheng Jie was stunned, is Uncle Zhong lying to me? Fooling me? Won't you?
"How ......" Wang Er's voice gradually became quieter, and he suddenly thought that it might be that his two brothers were special and could absorb the newborn purple qi, and the others might not have this ability.
"That's right, that's right, I almost forgot that I still have something, you stay here to freshen up first, and build a bamboo hut by the way." As soon as Wang Er's toes were forced, the whole person rushed out, and the melodious voice spread in the bamboo forest.
Sheng Jie froze when he heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said to himself, "I, I won't......"
"It should be Qingyun Peak over there, right?"
Jumping all the way from the small bamboo peak, Wang Er ran in the direction where his master left yesterday.
With the arrival of a new day, the figures in the sky gradually increased, and from time to time someone stepped on the spirit sword and flew overhead, swishing and swishing, the white clothes fluttered, like a sword fairy, handsome and compelling.
"What's the big deal! If it weren't for my low-key master, I would have blinded your eyes!"
Looking at the people flying overhead one after another, Wang Er couldn't help but be angry, and he couldn't wait to immediately launch the secret method and spread his colorful spirit wings.
However, thinking of Dao Shitian's advice, Wang Er could only hold back and hold it in his heart.
Wang Er, who was like a flea, jumped to the tree for a while, jumped on the grass for a while, and bounced more than ten meters away in a blink of an eye......
Looking at the still empty horizon, the picture of him jumping alone, Wang Er's doubts became more and more intense, "Why is there no one running on the ground?" ”
With doubts, Wang Er continued to run, like a cheetah in the grassland, facing the sunrise, and his body was vigorously tossing and jumping in the mountains and forests.
Gradually, Qingyun Peak appeared in front of him, it was a mountain peak thousands of zhang high, on the waist of the peak, the white mist was swirling, forming a sea of clouds, shining with golden luster, the breeze drifted by, occasionally revealing a gap, there were figures practicing martial arts on it, and there were pieces of dwellings on the cliffs to set up......
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Wang Er took a deep breath, his face was as usual, as if there was no sign of getting up early and running dozens of miles away.
I don't know what the master has to explain today? Wang Er walked up step by step.
"Eh, this junior brother, which peak are you from, why did you come to my Qingyun Peak?"
Before he walked a hundred meters, a disciple wearing a white robe and holding a broom looked at Wang Er with an unkind face, ready to pick up the broom at any time and do it!
"Eh, this, junior brother, I am Elder Han's newly accepted true disciple......
"Why don't I know, you don't want to frame me, I'll tell you, I'm not stupid!" the broom disciple immediately interrupted and lifted the broom in his hand, which was even more unkind.
"I ......" Wang Er was speechless, and wanted to say, you are really stupid, I am really your senior brother, and I am a true disciple!
"Senior brother, I, I'm really Elder Han's disciple!" Looking at the eyes that looked like a liar, Wang Er was angry, why didn't he say that he couldn't go in, the more he talked, the more embarrassed he became!
"Liar! Hurry up and let me go, otherwise, don't blame me for being polite!" The broom disciple swore that the master had not notified the disciples when he returned to the mountain yesterday, and he firmly believed that this was a liar, who wanted to come to Qingyun Peak to steal chickens and dogs, with bad intentions!
"I, I'm not, I'm really your senior brother!" Wang Er yelled, why is this person so stunned, why can't he listen to it!
If he hadn't thought that this was his own junior brother, he would have gone up and competed.
"Nariko, what's going on?"
Behind him, a disciple ran out of the house, holding a sword, with a brave face!
"This liar said that he was a new true disciple of the master, and he wanted to trick me into letting him go up the mountain! Senior brother, the two of us quickly drive him down the mountain, I don't seem to be an opponent alone!"
Chengzi pinched the broom, looked at Wang Er with fierce eyes, and said.
The person who came after him looked surprised and looked at Wang Er, "Are you the true disciple of the master's new collection?"
Wang Er nodded helplessly, he didn't really want to do it, right? I just hope that the master won't blame him for beating people on the first day he came.
The person who came suddenly changed his face and smiled, "Eh, this senior brother, that's really sorry, Chengzi was picked up by the master more than 20 years ago, and it is said that there is something wrong with the brain, and the person is a bit of a shaft, and I hope the senior brother will not blame." ”
"Senior Brother......
"Don't talk!"
Wang Er looked at the Chengzi and the people who came out later, and smiled faintly, "It's okay!
"Haha, senior brother just came, let's let senior brother take you up!"
"Senior Brother Feng......"
"Don't talk!" Senior Brother Feng turned around and roared, Chengzi held back, turned around again, and smiled all over his face, "Senior Brother, please follow me!"
Wang Er nodded, with a slight smile, the little shaft Chengzi didn't see it, he could see the small actions of the senior brother, this was thinking that if he was a liar, anyway, there were so many senior brothers on the mountain, just let the senior brothers on the mountain beat him!
Looking at the back of Senior Brother Feng leaving with the liar, Chengzi's face was full of depression, why didn't Senior Brother believe him, that was a liar......
"Senior brother, how old are you this year?" the disciple surnamed Feng asked as he walked in front of him with a flattering face.
Wang Er smiled, this person is quite good at dealing with people, "I'm ten years old, and I'm approaching eleven years old!"
The disciple surnamed Feng's pace of progress was slightly chaotic, and then he adjusted again, and said kindly, "Senior brother, you are so humorous!" I think he was still playing with a wooden sword at the age of ten!
"No kidding!" Wang Er said lightly, without a trace of fireworks.
The disciple surnamed Feng stumbled for a moment, paused, and stopped talking, concentrating on leading the way!
As for what he was thinking in his heart, Wang Er didn't know, he was looking at the scenery, indeed, this elder's mountain peak was different!
"Senior brother, it's here!" Quietly, the disciple surnamed Feng in front of him stopped and said.
Wang Er suddenly came back to his senses, and when he looked closely, there were dozens of disciples standing on a stone platform made of mixed bluestone, sitting quietly, looking at the two of them.
The leader of the person, who was two meters tall, said in an urn voice, "Senior Brother Feng, who is this?"
Wang Er watched quietly, with a hint of a smile, interesting, this is the test of his own cheap master, right?
If the Chengzi at the foot of the mountain didn't know, it wouldn't have it, but the disciples on the mountainside didn't know yet, so he understood that things were not so simple!
Senior Brother Feng hurriedly moved away from Wang Er and approached the senior brothers, "Senior Brother Huang, he said that he is the true disciple of the master's new inheritance, and he also said that he is ten years old now!"
Wang Er smiled again, it seems that this Senior Brother Feng doesn't believe him very much, so he must prove it to him later, so that he will be impressed!
"You ......" Senior Brother Huang was about to speak, when he was suddenly interrupted!
Wang Er rolled up his sleeves and hooked his fingers:
"All of you!"