Cheng Zhaozhao nodded.

A major sect has many disciples, and those who can know the secrets of the sect must only be core disciples.

There is no doubt about that.

"Looks like you're disappointed. Biyi said.

"There are disappointments, but the younger generations find it a challenge. The Cangjian Sect that the juniors want to know now is like a mountain wrapped in clouds and mist, and the juniors believe that one day, the juniors will be able to tear through its entire veil and see what it looks like underneath. ”

Hearing this, Biyi smiled.

"Ben Jun looks at you not young, but your tone is very big. With Benjun's current cultivation, what he is spying on is only the tip of the iceberg. You...... Haha......"

"It may be that it is not enough to reach the realm of the seniors. ”

Biyi smiled.

looked at Cheng Zhaozhao's pure eyes and full of confidence.

Biyi was a little in a trance, once upon a time he was like this disciple, pure and impulsive, but the more things he knew, the more he bore the burden, and one day he would be overwhelmed by these.

......

The twilight deepened, and the last rays of the sun were withdrawn from the bamboo forest.

Cheng Zhaozhao carefully wiped his strings and put them away.

And on the side of the big stone where the piano was played, a flat stone table was placed.

Do all this and get ready to leave.

When he turned around, he found that a disciple wearing a Xuanyi had appeared here at some point.

Seeing this disciple's face clearly, Cheng Zhaozhao said unexpectedly: "Mu, Senior Brother Mu?"

The person who came was Mu Shengxun.

Mu Shengxun's gaze fell on her stone table, which still had traces that Cheng Zhaozhao had just wiped with water.

With just one glance, he withdrew his gaze.

Mu Shengxun stood here and did not speak.

Cheng Zhaozhao didn't know if he was just passing by by by chance, or if he had something, if he just left, it would be a little rude.

Yes, he spoke first to break the deadlock: "That, Senior Brother Mu is so coincidental." ”

"Unfortunately. ”

No, what does it mean by coincidence?

Cheng Zhaozhao was a little incredulous and said, "Senior Brother Mu is here to find me?"

Mu Shengxun glanced at her, which made Cheng Zhaozhao feel that she was self-inflicted.

She and Mu Shengxun had met inexplicably once outside Haoshan City, and most of the time they only saw him from afar when they entered the sect.

She knows Mu Shengxun, I'm afraid that Mu Shengxun may not remember her, so why talk about coming to her?

In addition to himself, it should be Biyi who has left.

At that moment, I thought that Mu Shengxun's music class was also extremely bad, and I thought that he was the same as himself, and he was looking for comparison.

Thinking like this, Cheng Zhaozhao realized.

"In that case, I'll take my leave. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao turned around and left, walked a few steps and suddenly turned around, and said to Mu Sheng, who was still standing there: "If Senior Brother Mu is waiting for the predecessors of Biyi, then I am afraid that he will be disappointed today, he has already left." ”

As if he heard Mu Shengxun hum softly, he saw him leave without looking back, without the slightest hesitation.

Cheng Zhaozhao looked at his back and was a little funny, just believing her words, what if he lied to him?

Cheng Zhaozhao's reminder was precisely because she thought that she came to the Cangjian Sect because she had obtained Mu Shengxun's battle order, and for her, she still owed Mu Shengxun a favor.

......

The assessment is approaching.

Cheng Zhaozhao decided not to go to the four classrooms to listen to the lecture, and concentrated on temporarily cramming for the music class.

In order not to torture his classmates in the music room, Cheng Zhaozhao finished practicing early in the morning and carried the piano to the depths of the bamboo forest to practice.

By the time Biyi appeared at dusk, Cheng Zhaozhao was almost spit out by himself.

It's just that this time, in addition to Biyi, there is another person who came, and to Cheng Zhaozhao's surprise and not surprisingly, this person is Mu Shengxun.

Biyi was visibly displeased.

"If it weren't for his master's face, Benjun wouldn't have let him come here. ”

Is this an explanation to her why Mu Shengxun is here?

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded, got up and saluted, and sat down again.

Biyi sat down on the edge of the big stone and said, "Why are you still standing, you want Benjun to invite you to a seat?"

Mu Shengxun approached, came to the left side of the big stone, and Cheng Zhaozhao was far away, and had already prepared to move out of the stone table the same size as Cheng Zhaozhao, and put a flute on it.

As soon as Biyi saw the flute, he was angry: "Didn't your master tell you before you came that Benjun only plays the piano!"

Mu Shengxun raised his eyes and said, "The master said that the true monarch is connected to everything. ”

"You, did your master really say that?"

"Hmm. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao felt that Biyi's face was obviously much better after hearing this.

"Then you just wait, don't you see that I still have a disciple here?"

Is this considered an agreement?

So with a praise from Tianchen Zhenjun, can it have such an effect?

Mu Shengxun was silent, but put the flute down.

Biyi flicked the piano lightly, like flowing water, and played a short section and looked at Cheng Zhaozhao: "This is the simplest, can you write it down?"

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded: "Remember." ”

"Then you try. ”

"Just try?"

"How else do you want to try?" said Bi Wing frowning.

"Oh. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao raised his head and chested, learned the posture before the wing, put his hands on the piano, and then played the tune in his memory.

The monk's memory is excellent, and Cheng Zhaozhao dares to ensure that his every movement is the same as that of Biyi's touch.

It's just that after a period of drama-like playing, Cheng Zhaozhao noticed that Biyi's eyebrows were wrinkled to the extreme, and Mu Shengxun, who had a wooden face on the opposite side, turned a little paler than before.

Biyi didn't say anything, but took out a flute and put it in front of his mouth.

Then a melodious and tactful flute immediately dispelled the impression that Cheng Zhaozhao had left a devastating piano sound.

The end of the song.

As before, Biyi also made Mu Shengxun play.

Honk!

Toot toot!

Rao had heard Mu Shengxun play in the music room, and he was prepared.

But now that he listens to the song, Cheng Zhaozhao closed his lips tightly, and his clenched teeth were about to break.

Suddenly, I could understand Mu Shengxun's previous mood.

Mu Shengxun, after playing, put down the flute.

Biyi sneered: "Let's talk about it, what do you think?"

Cheng Zhaozhao and Mu Shengxun glanced at each other, and they both said in unison: "It's good." ”

"Not bad. ”

The angry Biyi slapped half of the big stone with one palm.

"Okay, since you all think it's good, then from now on, you will each blow the repertoire of Fang Cai five hundred times, and don't go back to Benjun if you don't count enough!"

"Biyi Zhenjun, the disciple knows that he is wrong!" Cheng Zhaozhao heard that the whole person was not good.

"Hmph, don't seal the five senses!"

After Biyi said this, the person disappeared without a trace.

Cheng Zhaozhao covered his heart, this is simply lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

I knew that I wouldn't save face for each other, and it was just the two of them if it sounded like this.

Toot toot!

Immediately there was the sound of a flute from the opposite side.

"Senior Brother Mu, count yourself ruthless!"

Actually strike first.

Cheng Zhaozhao started to play the piano at the moment.

Five hundred, five hundred!

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