Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

The clouds and mist cover slightly, and the stars and the moon are unknown.

At this time, in the dead of night, at the corner of a certain mountain peak in Yujianmen, a figure was still chopping the sword over and over again.

That figure didn't have any irregularities due to the number of sword chops, and every movement was so precise that it seemed to be measured.

It has been more than a month since Bai Zizhuo came to Yujianmen, and Chentian Xianzun, whom he worshiped as a teacher, has never taught him anything, but Bai Zizhuo is not only not in a hurry about this, but also practiced when it was time to practice, as usual, Practice swords when it's time to practice swords, without any ambiguity, as if I just practiced in another place.The only difference is that the lectures held by Yujianmen and the lessons that disciples give other disciples in order to earn points are very useful for Bai Zizhuo. There will be countless opportunities.

"Twenty thousand and three swords."

Bai Zizhuo, who was immersed in his own sword, was slightly taken aback by the cold sound of hitting each other like jade.

There were more than 2 swords, and it was clear that one sword was stronger than the other, but at this moment, he trembled when he heard an unexpected sound. The sword was so deflected that it didn't look like a sword that a foundation-building cultivator could use.

"It seems that the xinxing is worse than the deity imagined."

The Juechen man dressed in white clothes like snow did not know when he appeared, and his words were cold. I didn't know that I thought it was dislike, but if Qingyangzi was here, he would know that his master was absolutely satisfied, and if he was really dissatisfied, he would be happy. Never say such a nonsense.

Bai Zizhuo looked back at the immortal who was as cold as the moon, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Master."

"You have been here for more than a month, and the deity has not taught you anything, so you have complaints."

"Don't dare," Bai Zizhuo buried his head a little lower, covering his eyes completely.

The pale, cold jade-like Immortal Venerable looked indifferent, and he didn't know how much he believed the words, the man's cold and low voice sounded again, "You are not the first disciple of the deity, and you probably won't be the last disciple of the deity, but the deity I hope you have the ability to make this deity not want to accept other disciples."

"I don't know what kind of connection you have with the demonic way. Once you enter my sect and learn the things of this deity, if you want to betray me in the future, this deity will require you to survive rather than die. So, do you still want to learn?"

The hazy moonlight reflected the man's indifferent shadow, but Bai Zizhuo was completely at ease for the first time in more than a month.

"think."

Bai Zizhuo knew that he was misunderstood as an undercover agent of the Demonic Dao, so it was difficult to explain clearly, so he simply did not talk about it. After all, he could never tell Chen Tianzun that he was framed and deceived, so he was sent to the Demon Palace of Bliss, and then escaped from the Demon Palace with the help of his friends. Escape, such rhetoric is full of loopholes, so I had no choice but to remain silent, but still couldn't help asking: "Since the Immortal Venerable doesn't believe me, why do you want to teach me?"

"You have the heart of the sword, but you are only ten years old, and you can comprehend a little sword energy. This is enough. No matter how the disciple's character is, as long as the heart of the sword remains unchanged, there is no big mistake, and you are worthy of the world. You can teach each other, and how much you can learn depends on yourself."

Bai Zizhuo was silent. It is rare for people to bluntly say that they don't care about the disciple's character, but after hesitating again and again, Bai Zizhuo still respectfully said: "Please teach the sword technique to the Immortal Venerable."

"Looking good." As he said that, the other party directly pulled down a branch and gave Bai Zizhuo a demonstration on the spot.

Under the light of the moon, the man's clothes are white and snowy, and the shadow of the sword is like the waning moon, shining in the streamer. Wisps and strands of sword intent are displayed in front of Bai Zizhuo's eyes in the most simple way. There is firmness, and there is an inviolable majesty in the firmness.

Bai Zizhuo suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if a wave of heat surged through his limbs, Bai Zizhuo's chest was filled with emotions similar to excitement and excitement during those sword moves, his chest was so full that his eyes couldn't bear it at all Move half a point away from Chentian Xianzun's body.

This is the sword of Chentian Immortal Venerable. He may not be the most decent person, nor may he be the best master, but he is definitely an excellent sword repairer. Only when a person realizes that he is a person, the sword is like a person, the person is like a sword, and the heart of the sword is pure, can he achieve the true unity of human and sword.

Just a set of sword moves revealing the intent of the sword, Bai Zizhuo realized a lot, and he almost had an epiphany on the spot.

Chen Tianxian closed his cold eyes, and a low voice escaped from his lips, "Do you understand?"

Bai Zizhuo nodded, then shook his head again.

"Don't understand?" Chen Tianxian's tone became calm, and he shook his sleeves, dissatisfied, "Can you not even learn such a simple sword move? It seems that the deity thinks highly of you after all."

Bai Zizhuo shook his head, "It's not that he doesn't know how to do it, but that he doesn't understand some things."

Chen Tianxian paused for a moment, looked at the other party seriously, and said slowly: "Use the sword that I just did."

Bai Zizhuo nodded, and made a gesture of raising his hands, his whole temperament changed suddenly, and the eyes of Immortal Chen Tianzun who didn't expect much changed slightly.

Looking up at Bai Zizhuo Lenghan's sword quietly, the ups and downs are natural, he has learned nine out of ten of the sword that Chen Tianzun used just now, the moves are similar, the shape is similar, even the magic of the sword moves They're all a little bit similar.

It is not that Chentian Immortal Venerable has received geniuses in the millennium. Qingyangzi, who seems to be vulnerable to Ji Xuan, is actually a rare genius. But when he is in his 20s, Qingyangzi can at most learn one. Similar in shape and spirit, not to mention one or two, I am afraid that there is not even half of it.

"It's not bad." Immortal Venerable Chentian nodded slightly after reading it, and there was a very shallow arc on his lips that could be called a smile. There is no sword cultivator who doesn't like juniors who treat Jiancheng.

Bai Zizhuo's indifferent eyebrows and eyes also brought a little joy. It is definitely a great honor to be praised by the top sword cultivators, but what Bai Zizhuo is really happy about is that since he can get the approval of Chentian Immortal Venerable, Is there any hope for his avenue?

Chentian Xianzun asked Bai Zizhuo to perform the sword move just now. When the swordsman reached a certain place, he asked the opponent to stop and guided him with the branch in his hand.No matter right or wrong, he has a cold face, just like a strict teacher.

After thoroughly honing the seven-style sword moves, the sky was already turning white. Immortal Chen Tian threw away the crude branch in his hand, and said in a calm tone, "Practice hard, and I will come to check in three days."

Hua Luo, who had been with Bai Zizhuo for most of the night, left quietly.

Bai Zizhuo pondered over this sword move for three days as instructed by the other party, during which time he practiced repeatedly until he was satisfied.

However, after seeing the success three days later, Immortal Chen Tianzun just nodded indifferently, and kept improving so that Bai Zizhuo practiced the sword move more than 20 times before he was slightly satisfied.

Before leaving, he taught Bai Zizhuo a set of sword moves again. This set of sword moves is much more difficult than the previous one. The things that Bai Zizhuo practiced at the beginning made the Immortal Chen Tian frown, hold back his temper , Demonstrated it again in person, and threw another jade slip to Bai Zizhuo, "Practice hard, and if you think you can meet people, go out and pick up a sect mission."

Bai Zizhuo held the jade slip and nodded.

Chentian Immortal Venerable's attitude towards Bai Zizhuo is definitely not very good, but the things he taught are not hidden at all. Bai Zizhuo doesn't say anything, but his attitude towards Chentian Immortal Venerable is much more respectful than at the beginning.

This time, Yibie Chentian Immortal Venerable did not appear for more than half a month in the future, Bai Zizhuo practiced the sword over and over again, and did not go to the sect to accept a task until he was barely satisfied.

Qingyangzi reported all the recent movements of his junior brother to his master, and relying on the kindness of Chen Tianzun to him, he boldly asked: "Junior brother is only a foundation builder, so master let him go out to practice, will he know how to do it?" Won't you be in a hurry?"

"Swordsman, break and then stand, just practicing swords, if you don't know how to master it, it's useless to learn." Chen Tianxian held a white piece and dropped a piece on the chessboard.

Qingyangzi didn't dare to ask more questions, so he nodded yes. Don't look at the casual attitude of Chentian Immortal Venerable. In the two months since Bai Zizhuo entered Yujianmen, he only taught him for two nights, but he can get a Huashen Immortal Venerable to personally teach him. Guiding is not easy enough. Not every disciple of Chentian Immortal Venerable can get the other party's personal guidance, let alone the other party's night lectures. He obviously doesn't want his other disciples to know. It seems that the bloody storm among the disciples is not completely I don't know.

Qingyangzi hesitated again and again, but in the end he didn't act rashly.

The task Bai Zizhuo received was fairly standard. A private villa was attacked by monsters. What he needed to do was to drive out the monsters.

However, this monster is said to be very powerful, and this task has also been upgraded from a task that can be done by disciples in the refining period to between the foundation building period and the golden core.

Recently, Bai Zizhuo's cultivation base has been improved by leaps and bounds. Even though he has devoted himself to practicing swords, his cultivation base has still risen to the late stage of foundation establishment. This task is just right for him.

Bai Zizhuo accepted the task without much hesitation, packed his things and headed to the villa that day.

The owner of the villa is a monk who refines Qi, he is middle-aged and has a big belly, but the wife next to him has the best looks. They are accompanied by many servants who have perfected weapons, and together they greet Bai Zizhuo outside the villa.

As soon as he saw Bai Zizhuo, the owner of the villa, he smiled warmly and said, "I think you are the immortal from Yujianmen."

Bai Zizhuo nodded, exchanged a few words of courtesy, and then learned more about the troubles that the other party encountered in the villa.

Being introduced to the villa wrapped in a large bamboo forest, Bai Zizhuo was slightly stunned when he entered the door. He faintly felt that something was wrong. As soon as he stepped into the villa, he felt a chill, but none of these people seemed to notice it. .

Seeing that Bai Zizhuo couldn't go in, the beautiful lady urged with a coquettish smile, "Immortal, what's the matter?"

"No problem." Bai Zizhuo shook his head, and then entered the seemingly peaceful villa.

Ji Xuan, who was only a hundred miles away, was leaning on the soft couch and eating grapes, holding a book in his hand as if he was reading it seriously, but in fact his eyes fell on Huo Wuyan who was lying on the bed from time to time.

Without him, Ji Xuan was afraid that if he was working hard on one side, Huo Wuyan would put his sword on the ground on the other side.

After being poisoned by himself three times in a row, Huo Wuyan still had a good temper and didn't care, anyway, Ji Xuan didn't believe it.

Ji Xuan changed his posture, simply put the book in his hand aside, concentrated on eating grapes, his feet were still shaking casually, and his gaze changed from peripheral vision to staring at Huo Wuyan openly.

After eating a large plate of grapes, Huo Wuyan hadn't woken up yet. Ji Xuan turned over and came to the bedside, using the dim candlelight to trace the person's appearance, his fingers slowly stroked the other person's eyebrows, eyes and bridge of nose, and finally landed on the cold on thin lips.

The expression between Ji Xuan's brows and eyes was dull, and after a long time, he finally sighed: "Master Mozun, if you don't get up again, I will molest you."

"Oh? What an indecent act." Huo Wuyan didn't open his eyes, but the voice came first.

Ji Xuan was happy, the other party really woke up early.

Ji Xuan smiled and kissed Huo Wuyan's lips, a shallow and meaningless kiss, and played with the other's long hair with his fingers, "Master Mozun, how about going out with me to play around? Wherever you want to go, I can also consider accompanying you."

There was silence for a while, and said: "Dong."

"Ok?"

"One hundred miles to the east, the breath is not right. It seems that some heaven and earth spirit treasure is about to be born, but if there is nothing, it should be blocked by something."

Ji Xuan became interested, "The Demon Lord wants to go."

"Yes, go with me, little lover." Huo Wuyan opened his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and hooked Ji Xuan's shoulders.

Very ambiguous words.

Most of the hair on Ji Xuan's shoulders fell on Huo Wuyan's body. He knew it would be better if he didn't mention it, but he still asked, "Why is Mozun not angry this time?"

"You want me to be angry?"

"That's not true." Ji Xuan said with a faint smile.

"It's just that I'm too lazy to be angry. What's really going on with you? I'm not the one who suffers in the end. It's not worth injuring one thousand enemies and eight hundred." Huo Wuyan's voice was hoarse, with a bit of laziness that seemed to be nothing. .

"Master Mozun is really sober in the world."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Ji Xuan smiled brightly, "You're welcome."