"It seems that my master, you don't look at it at all." The woman in black smiled impatiently.

"Who said master, I like you the most". Gu Xin propped his chin, his head kept shaking, and he pouted and said thoughtfully.

Suddenly, Gu Xin's big eyes lit up. Turning his head and fluttering his eyelashes, he looked innocent. Said with a shocked voice. "Master, you can help him heal."

The eyes of the woman in black who were about to close immediately widened. "Little girl, you're confused, what kind of nerves do you have."

"True master, you can heal this poor saint." Gu Xin spoke with a bit of innocence.

The woman in black glanced at Mo Ye and shook her head incessantly. "Xin'er, it's not that the master doesn't want to save him, his divine sense is empty and empty. Dan Hai doesn't have any true qi, and I can't do anything about it, unless I devour my divine consciousness again, but his true qi is insufficient, and I can't devour it."

"Hey, what a pity!" Gu Xin held her head in her hands, blinking her eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking.

The woman in black stopped cutting this stunned apprentice and cultivated on her own.

The whole ancestral hall could only hear the sound of dripping and dating, occasionally mixed with the faint sound of heartbeat, that heartbeat with a little rhythm, I don't know who I was talking for? It forms a vivid, flexible, three-dimensional and layered rhythm with the dripping sound of the drizzle.

In this deep night, thoughts stir, sometimes short, sometimes long, sometimes deep, sometimes long. There are always many indescribable grievances and melancholy.

In the early morning, although the sky was still a little gloomy, there were already signs of improvement, the air that had been drenched in rain was exceptionally fresh and pleasant, Gu Xin didn't know when Lu Dao had stood at the door of the ancestral hall, breathing deeply and stretching out his arms. Twisting his waist a few times, he didn't look tired, but he was more innocent than last night.

"Master is about to wake up, the rain has stopped, and I'm on my way." Gu Xin shouted out with laughter.

"Crazy girl, I've been taking Xing Yao Jing in the morning." The woman in black opened her eyes. "Let's go".

Gu Xin glanced back at the man crouching in the corner. The man was looking at himself with a peculiar look, which was hollow but very bright, very deep, with a light of expectation, as if attached. Like begging.

Gu Xin turned around and walked to the man's side, took out the last oil bag from the holy bag, and handed it to the man. I ate the oil packet. This is Gu Xin's last oil packet, and it is a piece of spicy beef.

After Mo Xie bit down, there was a burning sensation and numb his tongue. Mo Ye put a piece of hot tofu in his mouth and chewed it twice. Swallow it in one gulp. Then the whole face was stuffy, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on the tip of the nose, and there was a burst of numbness, as if there was still a vibrato. The scalp is also wooden. The brains looked like they were about to fly into the sky.

Ha-, ha-, Mo Ye opened his mouth and stretched out his fiery red tongue. His tongue kept moving over his lips, and he exhaled. One hand kept fanning, and he rushed out of the door like crazy. Running to the blisters outside the ancestral hall.

Happy, cluck, cluck. Gu Xin, who covered his mouth and smiled, was startled. grabbed Mo Ye back. took out a crystal stone, pinched it gently, and a jet of water sprayed onto Mo Ye's face. Like a big puppet, Mo Ye flipped his head in the air and lay down in the grass.

Hiss, Gu Xin was taken aback, glaring at him and covering his mouth with his hand. Gu Xin didn't expect that a saint priest with a sixth-layer aura could be swept away by the water, and he fell so badly. The frightened Gu Xin was stunned and didn't move. Seeing Mo Ye slowly get up, he was relieved.

The woman in black had been standing outside watching. Only then did he shout. "Xin'er, let's go"

Gu Xin looked at the man, walked out silently, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mo Xie followed and appeared at the door, looking at the city in the distance. A smoke chased after him.

The official road in Ningcheng was full of people, and it was impossible to move forward. The Sages had no choice but to walk slowly.

Mo Ye ran all the way, and the people on the crowded road staggered. The saint was just about to be anxious, but Mo Ye had already run far away. The saint had no choice but to look at Mo Ye's back and curse.

After Mo Ye bumped into dozens of people, he stopped, suddenly became a little timid, and walked with his head down. I saw that not far in front of Mo Ye, there were two women in black walking silently.

Gu Xin seemed to sense something, and glanced back sharply, only to see the man in the ancestral hall following not far behind him. He smiled faintly and followed the master towards the city.

"Xin'er, let's go." The woman in black shouted.

Gu Xin walked silently, with an incomprehensible smile on his lips. After the woman in black and Gu Xin entered the city, they disappeared in a flash.

Mo Xie was stunned and ran down the street. Walking through the streets and alleys, the sages on the road were so frightened that they had to stop and look curiously at the figures running by.

A courtyard in Ningcheng is surrounded by an apricot yellow courtyard wall, the blue-gray roof ridge in the courtyard reveals a bit of ancient mystery, and the pale green towering ancient trees are scattered around the courtyard, making the courtyard even more ancient.

In the center of the courtyard, not the most majestic building, but a pond. There is a big pavilion in the pond, there is no bridge from the pavilion to the shore, and there are three big characters in the book "Watching the Rain Pavilion", I don't know if it rains here often, or if it has ulterior motives.

A trace of cool air wafted, refreshing after the rain, so that the pond floated a layer of cold mist, the fog supported the small pavilion, rippling in the breeze, it was like a fairy, as if to the fairy pond.

There was a middle-aged man sitting in the Rain Viewing Pavilion, his square face was so fierce that it was not angry, and he was afraid of three points, and a pair of small but bright eyes, staring at the front without turning his eyes. With his head held high, he looks a little like a fierce god in the temple from a distance.

On the edge of the small pond are rows of weeping willows, gently upside down into the small pond, pouring very evenly, as if under some kind of pull, have to lean over. Snuggled tightly on the pond, like an amorous and shy girl, combing her green hair on the pool.

There was a flash of blue light in the shadow of the green willows. Two holy priests, one old and one young, appeared at the edge of the small pool, and the old man bowed deeply to the floating pond in the pool. "Disciple Sui Da, take apprentice Sun Yanshan to see the master."

Tom, Yan Shan knelt on both knees, and knelt three times in a row. "Disciple Sun Yanshan has seen Shizun".

A fierce gaze shot at Yan Shan. "Da'er, yes, this disciple's qualifications are good. Come here." The voice was cold, and the tone made people chill for a while, but the words spoken were approving.

"Yes, master". After Sui Daxie, he appeared in the pavilion. Yan Shan got up and flew away. Tom, it's like hitting an elastic reticle. Bounced back into place.

"Hey, the qualifications are good, but the divine sense is too weak." An icy voice rang out.

Sui Da hurriedly bowed his head and said. "Master, it's the disciple's fault."

"He's not qualified to come in, just wait outside."

"Yes". Sui Da waved his hand to Yan Shan, and Yan Shan hurriedly bowed his head and stood aside guiltily.

Soon, the willows flashed again. Two saints dressed in black appeared by the pond. Yingying saluted, "Yueyu took his disciple Gu Xin to see his uncle."

Guhin knelt lightly on the ground. Kneeling three heads, "the disciple and grandson see the master". The voice said it was sweet, and there was a few smiles.

The middle-aged man's face moved, as if he was laughing. "Get up, yes, come here."

Moon Rain dodged into the pavilion.

Gu Xin got up and glanced at Yan Shan, hesitated, and flew up. Meng felt as if his body was immersed in the water, blocking it. Fall inside the kiosk.

The middle-aged man nodded. glanced at Gu Xin, flashed his hand, and took out a shiny round object. "This is for you, if you cultivate well, you will become a great weapon."

Gu Xin hurriedly knelt down and took it with both hands, and Yue Yule's eyes lit up. "Uncle Shi, not long ago, I accepted a female disciple from the Ethereal Puppet Realm, and my divine sense is even better. Because breaking through the bottleneck did not bring".

The middle-aged man's face moved. Turning his head to look at the moon rain. "Yueyuzi, you said that you came from an ethereal puppet, but there is evidence."

"Uncle, what she said herself, she also practiced my master's Yuyan Divine Skill." Yue Yu said hurriedly.

"Oh, I didn't expect Senior Sister Qingyuzi to also leave a legacy in the puppet realm."

Two more pairs followed. One pair is Qiang Yu and Mu Ying, and the other pair is Ji Xue and Shuai Niang. For middle-aged men, they are commensurate with their uncles.

The middle-aged man looked at the person who came and nodded with satisfaction.

"Qiangyu, your master is good"?

A middle-aged man hurriedly saluted. "Uncle Shi, the family teacher is fine, but the disciple has never seen the family teacher, and I don't know where it is. This time, I came in a hurry after receiving a letter from my teacher."

"Hehehe, my second senior brother likes to be in the limelight, but I didn't expect it to become hidden now." The middle-aged man laughed for the first time in so long, and he still sneered, and he didn't know how much hatred he had with this second senior brother.

"Ji Xue, my senior sister is good." The middle-aged man's voice became a little soft when he said this.

"Uncle Yu, the family teacher has now gone to Botu Mountain." A woman in black replied respectfully.

"Oh, Senior Sister went there so early, could it be that the cold blood ice crystal is about to be born." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he thought thoughtfully for a while.

"Yueyu, your master can say where your master is." The middle-aged man looked at Yueyu and asked.

"Back to my uncle, I also recently learned from my senior brother Gong Peng, the master is within a thousand miles of Botu Mountain, and he also got Jingxin to come here."

"Oh, the master has transferred the senior sister and the junior sister to Botu Mountain, and it seems that the second senior brother may also be there. Hey, just throw me in the Desire Cave Ning City to pretend to be a grandson." The middle-aged man sighed deeply, looking reluctant.

The middle-aged man muffled for a moment and looked at the crowd. "I'll introduce you to a person, and when you see him, you will first be called a teacher."

I saw that the middle-aged man's mouth moved, and a sound wave came out, and a flash of inspiration flashed in front of everyone, and a small saint old man with three layers of agility appeared in front of everyone.

Except for the middle-aged man, everyone in the pavilion was stunned. He opened his mouth and didn't call out anything.

Yueyu, Sui Da, Qiangyu, and Ji Xue are all great monks of the first and second orders of condensation, and Gu Xin, Mu Ying, and Shuai Niang, who have entered the small pavilion, are at least the third order of solid roots. Give a smart three-story little saint old man to the master. This mouth always feels like it can't be opened. (To be continued......)