Master, do you want an appointment? [Cultivation]

Chapter 3 Youth Tour ([-])

Yin Chi was carried to the foot of the mountain by Hua Hua with one finger.The Unnamed Venerable rushed over and built a hut at the foot of the mountain that was exactly the same as the top of the mountain.Yin Chi saved his collar from his flashy fingers, and rushed into the hut in a "slap-tap-tap-tap" without remembering the lesson just now.

As soon as the door was opened, the eyes were full of ice crystals.The Eight Immortals table, four low stools, four screens, and the wardrobe and bed behind the screens are all made of ice crystals.Yin Chi fumbled here and there curiously, and there were only original patterns of snowflakes on everything, each of which was different. There was no decoration and he felt monotonous and elegant.Just like the master, not a bit of smoke and smoke, not stained with half a grain of dust, simple and white to the point of indifference.

Yin Chi didn't care, he only cared about one question now, "Master, where's the bedding? How can we sleep in Wansang without bedding?"

The flashy and wide sleeves swept across the cold bed, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and said, "Meditate."

Yin Chi opened his mouth slightly, watching his master leave a place for him that was big enough to sit down but not able to lie down at all.Listening to the voice in the flashy and clear, with the chill of snowflakes passing over the ear, said: "Practice the sword, bigu, don't disturb anything."

Yin Chi was dumbfounded, and his flashiness was in a state of tranquility.He has gotten used to Master, an old man who doesn't eat the grains of the world, but Master, you can't let him fend for himself as soon as he comes back!

He took out the ice-coloured three-inch long sword-shaped pendant hanging around his neck, took out a bottle of Bigu Pill from it, and swallowed one bitterly.In the Three Realms, the technique of the mustard space is prosperous and prosperous, and any monk in the Nascent Soul stage can make a space by himself.Just like the one in Yin Chi's hand, it can be stored by casting mustard seeds on an object, and almost all monks have one.It's just that Yin Chi's piece was produced by the No. 1 Unknown Venerable in the world, and the space inside is so large that it can form a small world by itself.It's a pity that Yin Chi's cultivation base is too low, and he is still in the state of putting things as baggage.

Yin Chi took out his little bamboo sword, looked at the master who was completely in samadhi, with a chubby little face drooping, unable to express his pity and grievance.He said that there was a problem with the bigu pills that the master gave him as gifts during the foundation building. His candied haws, candied fruit, cloud slice cake, red bean cake, moon cake, dumpling and Yuanxiao were all gone.

The little baby who was rolling in his heart, hugged his sword, rolled out of the door lightly, and closed the door carefully by the way.

It began to snow on the Taishang Xuefeng. First there were two sporadic flowers, and then it began to fall sparsely. Finally, the flakes were rubbed and tumbled, and the snow fell all over the sky.

Yin Chi stood in the snow, only three feet away from the small house at the foot of the mountain.The tip of the green bamboo sword pointed obliquely at the snow, and the small figure was like a raging fire, burning unyieldingly in the ice and snow, and like a plum blossom in full bloom, proud of the frost and fighting the snow.

For a moment, he moved.Draw out the sword, turn around, stab out, and turn your fingertips nimbly.He relaxed his wrists, suddenly bent them up and raised them up, with strength from the waist through the shoulders to the arms to the wrists from bottom to top, the white snow was filled like a curtain, and a crack was opened in an instant, and the melodious snow filled the gap in the next moment .

Yin Chifei turned around, and the lightly armed bamboo sword suddenly burst into green light. The mysterious runes rushed from the head of the sword to the tip of the sword. The snow suddenly parted.Hanging, cutting, and collapsing one sword after another, the runes on the bamboo sword became brighter and clearer, and when it reached the peak, Yin Chi suddenly turned his sword and retracted his sword with his backhand!The emerald light shattered and disappeared in an instant.

A three-foot long sword made of frost came straight at Yin Chi at this moment, and the patterns on the sword were like white frost and snowflakes that were inadvertently stained in the morning.Yin Chi wiped the sweat from his brow and raised his sword, obviously getting used to it.Every time you practice swords, you must do your best, but you must leave room for resistance when you act.Because in the realm of comprehension, it is hard to guard against people who kill people because of treasure hunting or because of personal grievances.In that world, there is no absolute kingly law, the human world is of different ranks, and the strength of the cultivation world is the most respected!

Half a quarter of an hour later, Yin Chi once again buried himself in the thick white snow with a "slap".The emerald green bamboo sword rolled twice in mid-air as if dying, and was buried alive as it was treated like its master.

The Nameless Sword floated soundlessly in mid-air with its pointed fingers.Yin Chi didn't have any strength in his whole body, let alone getting up, moving his head to catch his breath, he felt that his life was going to be killed.I don't know how many times he was trained by the sword, and Yin Chi continued to be trained into a little milk dog, who fell on the ground and couldn't get up.Fortunately, the fox fur given by the master is so strong that I don't feel cold at all lying in the heavy snow.

The Wuming Sword has a spirit, just like its master.Yin Chi was lying on the ground playing a rogue, Wumingjian silently flew over to scoop up the kid.Yin Chi lay on the blade and firmly hugged the hilt of the Wuming Sword, humming aggrievedly, "There's Mr. Zhu."

With a flash of the Wuming sword, Zhu Jun's sword flew back into Yin Chi's hand with a "stab".

After lying on the sword enough to rest, and once again touched the master's natal sword from the beginning to the end, the little boy went back to the house contentedly.He tiptoed onto the ice bed, staring at his master's sharp and cold chin for a while.After a while, Yin Chi curled his lips, obediently went to meditate bored.

Master cannot be disturbed when he is meditating.When I was in the human world, my spiritual energy was mixed and I had to take care of myself, so Master had no place to meditate properly.Now I can finally practice in Taishangxue, and for myself who can barely walk freely at the foot of the mountain, I deliberately went to the foot of the mountain where the aura is far inferior to the top of the mountain.I heard that only 300 years have passed since the Great Tribulation of Bingxuan, and I am afraid that the master's consumption on the battlefield has not yet been made up.

Yin Chi thought so.To have fun in the midst of suffering, eat a tasteless Bigu Dan as a candy bean every day, and then practice sword and meditate, and continue to practice sword after meditating.When a set of sword skills is mature, learn another set with Wumingjian, and after learning a formula, move on to the next one.There is no time to practice, often when Yin Chi wakes up from the samadhi, the Taishang Xuefeng has rotated for dozens of days and nights.Every time Yin Chi opened his eyes, he stared at the master next to him, and came to the conclusion that he hadn't opened his eyes once when he was in samadhi, and then ran out to look for Wumingjian.

After all, he was still a child, Yin Chi held the Zhujun sword and poked the blade of the Wuming sword a little sullenly.He didn't know how long he hadn't talked to his master. The private goods he secretly hid in mustard seeds had been completely sold out several months ago!

"Wu Ming, when do you think Master will wake up? My front teeth are all grown, and the left tooth seems to be loose again. I'm still waiting for Master to put it away for me, and the lower teeth will be thrown on the high roof. Looks good."

The Wumingjian sword trembled, and Yin Chi said to himself, "I want to eat roast duck, candied fruit, and meat buns, heh, I want to eat. Come sneak down with me once, I Come back immediately after buying food, and you won’t worry if you accompany me to Master.”

Wumingjian quietly floated in mid-air, pretending to be dead.This kind of dialogue appears once or twice, and it may soft-heartedly nod and lead the little cub to the world.But every time this kid flew halfway, he would chatter and say something, worrying that the master would drag him back.He has a heart but no guts, as long as this little brat has the courage to beat people outside in front of the vanity, he will roll around here in the lower realm for countless times, wanting to eat.

Wumingjian ignored him, and Yin Chi immediately lay down on the spot and hugged Mr. Zhu and began to kick his legs, one of the little brat's tricks "rabbit kicks the eagle".Wumingjian raised two feet silently, dodging the snowdrift Yin Chi kicked over.Therefore, Yin Chi stared harder, his hands and feet flying together. "Nameless, nameless, nameless, take me there." It was really a mess of snow, rolling all over the ground.

Well, the Wuming Sword has risen another two feet. When this brat dares to play such a trick on Hua Hua, it will take him to the lower realm.It is estimated that there is no hope in this life.

Mr. Zhu lay on Yin Chi's stomach, ups and downs following Yin Chi's movements, if he had the same wisdom as the Wuming sword, he might not be able to help but say "I can't see it."

Just at this time, a cry saved the two swords.

"chirp" "chirp"

"There are birds." Yin Chi stood up straight with a carp, and rushed towards the place where the cry came from, carrying Mr. Zhu.

Taishang Xuefeng really does not pull cough cough chickens do not lay eggs, from top to bottom let alone living things, there is not even a weed.Except for his master, he is the only one who can breathe in the whole Taishangxue. Even if he is not practicing swords or meditating all day, which is very fulfilling in a certain way, he still feels idle and hairy.If it goes on like this, he will decay before he gets old. Mr. Zhu hasn't raised a sword spirit yet, the nameless sword, it's not as talkative as the master!

Compared with this dumb spirit sword, his master can be instantly upgraded to a chatterbox, okay?He talks to himself or to himself every day. Except for some noises when fighting, other times it's either wind or snow. If he doesn't have some fun for himself, he's afraid that he won't even be able to speak in the future!

I saw a slap-sized flat-haired white-gray sharp-billed bird flapping its wings "chee-chee-chee-chee" a bit like the cry of a chick.

Yin Chi jumped on the spot, jumping up and down in mid-air as if stepping on the wind to climb a staircase, light as a gorgeous cloud in the sky.Pounced towards the bird with lightning speed, the white-gray bird blinked its eyes, fluttered its wings and dodged Yin Chi's overstretched hand like lightning.

Yin Chi watched helplessly as the stupid looking little thing looked like a slippery loach, and every time he could catch it, it would dodge it coquettishly and quickly.Unconvinced, Yin Chi threw Mr. Zhu into the sky and stepped on it. The speed of Yujian was more than twice as fast as that of the scurrying all over the sky just now.

The white-gray bird fluttered its wings and tilted its head. Dou Zi looked at the little child who was standing with his hands behind his back on the green bamboo sword.The back is straight and straight, and the clothes are attached to the shapely figure. Although she is small, she has already shown her handsome demeanor.Looking from afar, the white snow and the cold wind, the bamboo sword and the red fur fur, there is another gentlemanly style in the elegance.Tai Shangxue has practiced for two years, and when the child is still unsure, the dark eyes seem to be rubbed into the brightest stars in the Milky Way, beautiful and gentle and quiet.

It's all deceiving, the word "Quiet" has nothing to do with this little brat.

Yin Chi made a sword finger with his hand, and Yujian flew towards it, like a sharp sword.The clear and crisp child's voice resounded throughout the entire Taishang Xuefeng. "The little thing is playing tricks on your master, isn't it? Hey, don't run away, watch the master catch you and make a red barbecue bird!"

How to roast a bird with braised sauce?Well, Yin Chi doesn't know either.

"Chichichi." Once again avoiding Yin Chi's clutches, the gray-white spirit bird sang twice complacently, flapped its wings and landed in front of Yin Chi, flapping its tiny wings without hesitation.Uh, just a look at Yin Chi's small face that has changed from round to round.

The wind is passing, no exaggeration.

Taishang Xuefeng suddenly blew a one-foot-wide whirlwind, rolling up countless ice and snow, and a large area of ​​frozen soil was exposed in the place it passed, and the ground was full of mess.Yin Chi quickly grabbed Mr. Zhu, but before he could even yell, he was fanned into the whirlwind.

The piles of snow were far harder than sand and stones, and they were about to bury Yin Chi. If he was injured by one blow, he would be seriously injured.As soon as Wumingjian sensed it, he rushed forward.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. All Yin Chi could do was hug his sword immediately, and the spiritual power in his body immediately burst out to form a barrier to wrap himself.But it's useless, in the whirlwind, the ice and snow can break through his barrier in just one breath.

Yin Chi never thought that he was just teasing a spirit bird with idle long hair, and he was about to take his own life into it.The gray-white bird also seemed to be frightened by the situation it had created, and fell from mid-air with a "stab" sound with its wings stiffened in a daze.

The icy snow covered the sky, Yin Chi shivered from the cold, and the barrier suddenly let out a crisp sound, almost disappearing the moment it was shattered.The Wuming Sword could barely reach Yin Chi's hand, and Bai Xue had already touched the back of Yin Chi's hand.In a whirlwind, Yin Chi turned pale, and with his stiff fingers, he managed to pinch a fist.

This child seems to be born with the courage to fear even the world.He knew that today's injury was doomed, but even if he knew the outcome, he would never kill without a fight.

In the chaos, someone called out, "Ah Chi."

Yin Chi's eyes widened, the wind and snow disappeared in an instant, and the black land dug out was covered with snow again at some point.The impassive-looking immortal put one hand behind his back, and his toes landed on the thin sword of Wumingjian, while his other hand was supporting Yin Chi.

The tip of Yin Chi's nose suddenly became sour, and he was never weak even when his life was in danger, but at this moment he slammed headfirst into Vanity's arms.All four limbs tightly hugged Vanity's waist and neck, choking his throat and twitching, not speaking.

Vanity froze for a moment, held Yin Chi's butt, and thought about whether the little brat was frightened just now.But he lived endless years, but he didn't know how to comfort others, so he could only hug Yin Chi with a calm and indifferent face.

Yin Chi buried his face in his flashy chest, sobbing.While crying with a blank mind, I was thinking intermittently why I was crying.Aggrieved for a moment and angry for a moment, it took a long time to remember, and suddenly raised a face that was crying like a little cat, and sobbed twice.

With a bulging red face, he choked up and said, "Master..."

"En." Vanity responded in a low voice.

"...Uh, uh..." Yin Chi wiped away the few tears on his face, hiccupped twice, and faced the eyes as clear as lakes and seas cast by the vanity, he again I don't know what to say.

He hugged Vanity's neck aggrievedly, like a kitten who had never left the nest after being born, ran back to the nest and got under the belly of the big cat and refused to come out.He touched the vanity's cold and handsome eyebrows and rubbed the vanity's neck.It took a long time to hold back a sentence, "Master, I, my teeth have grown back."

Vanity was stunned for a moment, looking down at the child who was still hiccupping with his mouth curled up.He agreed, saying that he saw it, "Yeah."

Yin Chi sniffed, lowered his head under the flashy gaze, buried his face, and unconsciously grabbed the fox fur with his hands.Seeing that he was in a stable mood, Huahua slowly fell from mid-air, and caught the gray-white spirit bird that was hiding in the snow and pretending to be dead.

He hugged Yin Chi with one hand, and the spirit bird who was just like a gentleman just now turned into a dead bird that didn't even dare to shake its feathers in front of the vanity.Fuhua took out a small jade barrel from under his feet, and glanced at it with his consciousness.

Yin Chi was still muffled in Hua Hua's arms, silent.Fuhua held up the small jade barrel to Yin Chi's eyes, "Do you want to see it?"

Yin Chi hiccupped again, "No, don't."

"Then, what do you want?" Fenghua Meifeng frowned slightly and asked.

Yin Chi grabbed the fox fur and said angrily, "I'm going to roast that bird and eat it, and pull out the feathers to make me a pen."

Vanity was silent for a moment.

Yin Chi also knew that he was really making trouble and losing his temper unreasonably. After all, he was the one he provoked first, and his strength was not as good as a bird.The ability to enter and exit Taishang Xuefeng smoothly must not be as strong as he can imagine. Judging from this situation, it is impossible to say that he is still the master's subordinate.

So, if he is unhappy, he vents his anger, and if he is angry, the master retreats without even giving him any preparations, leaving him alone for two years, how about it?Anyway, the master won't really let him mess around, maybe thinking about it, he is overconfident and messing around and has to teach him a lesson.

"Yes." A voice as clear as crushed ice and fine snow touched his ears.Fuhua wanted to tell the little apprentice that the brush was not made of bird feathers, but he swallowed it after thinking about it.

Yin Chi was stunned.The spirit bird, it is as quiet as a chicken, and its eyes reveal an aura like ashes.

Venerable, how can you be such a Venerable!

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