Looking at the mirror's enchanting little mouth, Mo Baixin couldn't cry or laugh; A child is a child in the end, and he doesn't forget to eat even when he is injured.

Mo Baixin asked Yun Luofan to hold her steady, exuded true qi and warmed the Sanwei Qingxin Pill in his hand, and pinched the enchanting jaw of the mirror with his hand that was persistent in brushing the dust, and was about to feed the medicine, but he heard a cold reprimand, which made everyone present tremble.

"Get on your knees!"

Everything was quiet, and the people on the Jinxian Pavilion looked at the clouds one by one, stunned.

The mountains, rivers, grass and trees on Tianhua Peak were stagnant at this moment, as if everyone was holding their breath.

Above Sendai, in front of the Changhua Palace, among the golden clouds, there is a unique white robe, floating down from the clouds, wearing the holy light of the sky; Ruan Qingqiu thought, if he was his own master, even if he only had cultivation left in this life, it would be worth it to accompany him to die alone, and the mirror was enchanting and leaning on Yun Luofan's hand, and a white figure in the haze was as dazzling as the first sight.

Su Mochen walked out of the clouds, and the indifference and arrogance all over his body darkened the sky; He is an immortal, a poem, a painting, but the immortal is beyond his reach, the poem is not described, and the painting is not painted......

His eyebrows are as bright as stars, his black hair pours like ink, his fingers pull the people, and his feet grow lotuses step by step.

He fell to her, looked down at her; Jing Enchanting thought that if he really became his apprentice in this life, even if he couldn't cultivate the immortal body, his soul would definitely enter the immortal gate.

"Master......"

The god-like countenance of the obscure, even if she had not seen it clearly, was already drunk; She had lost a lot of blood, and her mind was full of dizziness, but when she saw someone coming, she instantly sobered up and lifted her spirits.

Master is so beautiful, it turns out that Master is waiting for him in this Changhua Palace; The little man let go of Yun Luofan, took a step forward, and relied on the strength of one foot, dragging his numb leg with pain, and knelt at the moment.

"I ask you for the teacher, are you willing to bring the name of the one hundred and eighty-third generation disciple of the Tianshan Mountains into my seat?"

Su Mochen spoke, not angry, not sad or happy; Fu Yin, who arrived later, knew that there was no hope, so he only shook his head and sighed, and turned around not to look.

"In vain."

Jing Enchanting nodded and bowed, but finally the master still didn't want her; Seeing this, Mo Baixin accepted the Three Flavors of Qingxin Pill, but this Xuan Immortal Lord still had some extra sympathy.

"Okay, bring me your waist."

Su Mochen nodded, and a disciple presented a sword from behind Su Mochen; Jing Enchanting lowered her head and untied her waist as she said, put it in the palm of her hand, and held it flat in her hand.

"Demon, if you want to enter my floating life, you must devote yourself to cultivation, compassion is good, the world is big, demons cannot be eliminated, I hope you will abide by the ancestral teachings of Tianshan Mountain, read and protect the common people, and do not destroy the 6,182-year foundation of the ancestor; As a teacher, I don't ask you to save the world and save the world, but I hope you are worthy of your heart and do not betray your teacher. ”

"Yes!"

Su Mochen didn't say the Great Dao precepts, only a few words; After finishing speaking, he raised his sword and made a move, with a vigorous and powerful sword wind, with three points of cold true qi.

The white-clothed immortal held the plain sword in his hand, but when he took out the sword, he brought a silver light and wrapped the dim sword body; Su Mochen picked up the waist pendant in the hand of the mirror enchanting with a sword, and as soon as the blade of the sword turned, the glazed pendant was immediately hooked into the air-

The disciples had never seen such a powerful aura, the waist pendant seemed to be nailed by true qi, and it stopped in mid-air helplessly, and the mirror enchanted looked at his jade pendant in amazement, only to see that the tip of Su Mochen's sword was engraved with glass, outlining something, and a bright white fire was wiped out between the wanderings!

Floating.

Liuli Pei returned to the hand of the mirror enchantment, but there was only one more word floating, and the original blank and uncarved place was now filled in by the vigorous and powerful words.

Jing Enchanting later learned that the names of the halls on the waists of all the disciples were engraved by their masters, and then she was even more grateful for the rule of Tianshan Mountain, and it was in this way that her memory was engraved with a few deep cuts.

Su Mochen put away his sword, took the glass pendant with his own hand and tied it to the waist of the mirror enchantment; Jing Enchanting watched his big hand put his waist on the waist seal, and the buckle was more delicate than Yun Luofan's.

After giving the waist wear, he should be given the sword, but Su Mochen sent the sword prepared by Fu Yin for the mirror enchantment back to the disciple.

"There is no need to use a sword under the floating seat, the demon remembers that cultivating immortals depends on the heart, and if the heart is strong, it is naturally worth a thousand good soldiers."

Su Mochen didn't know that his sentence would affect many Tianshan disciples for a long time in the future, and everyone threw away their swords to find the demon spirit trial, and finally failed......

"Yes!"

Jing nodded enchantingly and smiled brightly, she seemed to forget the pain in her feet and happily wanted to stand up.

"Ouch!"

Sure enough, people can't be too excited, she doesn't pay attention, and the wound immediately shows her face; Su Mochen looked at her ankles and the blood on that place, suddenly leaned over to help her up, and said lightly.

"You'er, do you know why the teacher didn't save you?"

The mirror blinked her eyes enchantingly, she didn't necessarily have to say directly that the master didn't want to take her, right?

"Back to Master, the demon doesn't know."

Su Mochen nodded, obviously this apprentice was still too young.

"To be a teacher is to know that you must do everything according to your ability, without arrogance or rashness; Do what you can, don't rush for quick success. ”

"Yes, I know."

The mirror nodded enchantingly, it turned out that the master was actually thinking about himself, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth in his heart, and a happy mood struck, and even the curvature of the corners of his lips increased by three points.

Su Mochen's hand was on her wrist, and a steady stream of true qi was injected, her complexion immediately improved a lot, and the blood from the wound stopped; Jing Enchanting didn't know that no disciple in Tianshan had ever been healed by Su Mochen, and she was the first.

After a glance, the little person happened to see Su Mochen's ink-colored jade pendant Shen Shen tied around his waist, and in an instant, a pair of jade bone immortal cultivators' big hands took her and helped her walk down the Jin Immortal Pavilion step by step.

Jing Enchanting felt that she was married today, not an apprentice, she bowed to the ancestor in the Floating Life Hall in the morning, and now she is walking down with the master; Xiaohuzi once said that when a woman marries a man, she just worships her parents, wears a wedding dress, and will be accompanied by each other in the future, and she will live in this life for the rest of her life; Tianshan is allowed to marry double cultivation, today her ancestor worshipped, and her clothes were dyed red, but she didn't know which disciple she would marry in the future, if she was also like the master who was so eye-catching and warm.

The little person looked happy, I don't know if it was because of that fantasy or because of his master, Jing Enchanting didn't know that Su Mochen's move to lead her had already shocked the disciples, the high-flying Xuan Xian, who cultivated in Qingluan all year round and ignored the world, would actually take the initiative to reach out and take a little girl.

In the Jin Immortal Pavilion, the disciples stepped back one after another, giving way for the two to leave; In the Changhua Palace, the cranes that originally inhabited on the eaves flapped their wings and flew, blending into the vast sky.

Jing Enchanting walked beside Su Mochen, the tall man had just reached his waist, her white robe was soaked with blood, from bottom to top, half of her body was red like a flower on the other side.

She walked with a little lameness, and he took her by the hand, thinking about it, and at this moment, it might be the most brilliant moment in her life.