The little wolf dog of the next door sect misses me [Rebirth]

Yu Zhi was fascinated by the past, and had already passed through more than ten sects.

As night fell, the cumulus clouds cleared, there was a moon and no stars, the still water of a lake reflected the lights, and the fireflies faintly flickered by. Get up a little spirit.

Feng Xian stopped him: "Keep your eyes shut, even if you see it, you can't go away, Zhuang Shen is precious."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yu Zhi put his face in his hands, and turned a corner with a smile, "Maybe, I'm quite rare with my appearance, so it's not a problem to kidnap someone."

But he touched his chest immediately, and said clearly: "But I not only have a handsome appearance, but also a beautiful conscience. I can't delay other people's children."

Feng Xian rolled his eyes: "What do you want?"

Under the stage, the little disciple in white clothes and black belt tugged Tao Song's sleeve quietly: "Senior Brother Tao, Elder Shi Liu of Liujing Pavilion is always staring at you."

Tao Song made him dare not raise his eyes, his face was a little hot for some reason, so he just scolded him: "Stand well, don't look around, be careful that the headmaster will scold you if he sees it."

The little disciple curled his lips aggrievedly.

The eye-catching young people from the various immortal sects came up one after another, and only the last two lotus candlesticks remained by the Huafeng Lake.The mermaid lamp was shining brightly, causing the golden and red koi under the lotus leaves to come closer with their tails wagging, jumping out of the water frequently.

This beauty has seen too much, and she is also a little tired, but the last two sects, Qingjiang City and Fufeng Mountain, are rumored to have sent newcomers, so everyone raised their spirits and stretched their necks to wait to see these two plants. Treasure tree.

Cui Ling really lived up to everyone's expectations.

Qingjiang City is located in a vast area of ​​fertile fields, and it is very prosperous. The Taoist robes of the sect have exquisite and complicated needlework patterns, and they are solemn and solemn, and they refuse to lose the bearing of a thousand-year-old fairy sect.

The cumbersome clothes were very bulky, but Cui Ling wore a calm and luxurious temperament, which could not be seen usually, but now she stood out from the crowd, she really stood out from the crowd.Not to mention that he lowered his eyebrows and nodded without being humble or overbearing, he advanced and retreated in a moderate manner, and behaved well, even the junior salute towards Guangdutai was a bit more regular than others.

Some people may be born more expensive than others, but they compare the previous sects all at once.

Even the always serious head Zhuang Shen opened his mouth to praise: "Qingjiang City is well educated."

Song Chi, the lord of Qingjiang City, has always been indifferent, he held it even more than him, and only nodded slightly: "Sect Master Zhuang's praise."

The surrounding sects immediately began to compliment him.

This Cui Ling suddenly raised the level of beauty to a higher level, and people couldn't help but look forward to Tao Song who appeared in the finale.

Therefore, Tao Song, who did not make any mistakes and did not bring any surprises, except for his outstanding appearance, can only be called "average performance".

Yu Shi suddenly realized that he had bet on the wrong treasure, and began to frantically find a remedy: "It's all because of Zhuang Shen's poor aesthetics. If you want to be dignified and simple all day long, you can wear a taoist robe with a belt. There is not even a pattern, which will affect Tao Song's performance. !"

Feng Xian glanced at him: "As long as you have leisure, how can the people pushed out by Fufeng Mountain be less noticed by others?"

The indifferent Qingjiang Song City Master started to ask: "This is Tao Song, the disciple of your sect who holds the Mountain Moon Sword?"

Zhuang Shen didn't like Zhang Yang's junior very much, Tao Song's old-fashioned and prudent appearance suited him very well, he stroked his long beard and nodded: "I made City Lord Song laugh."

Gu Tan withdrew his gaze, turned his head and asked, "Look how old you are, how old are you?"

Master Zhuang said truthfully: "Xiaoman will be 160 years old this year."

The owner of Qusang Valley, Duan Ye, jokingly said, "Master Zhuang has hidden a rare treasure for many years before he is willing to show it to us."

Zhuang Shen smiled deeply: "The disciples under my school are dull, poorly educated, always unable to meet people, not as good as Yuntai Yuzhi in the past, and can excel at a young age."

He said it was incomparable, but he was comparing the two of them together.

The head of the Yuntai Gate, Shang Yuan, was very kind, but he was not a vegetarian, so he just smiled: "When the water is full, it will overflow, and the wisdom will be hurt. The sharpness of the metaphor will not last long. It must be taught by the head of Zhuang. Song must be able to restrain one's mind, treat others with humility, and not follow in the footsteps of metaphorical consciousness."

Yu Shi listened to the two of them fighting at the side, frowned and said: "I didn't realize that the master is so eloquent, he hurts himself by [-], and hurts the enemy by [-]."

Feng Xian said: "The first sword cultivator is not his apprentice, how did he hurt himself? You are the one who hurt himself."

Yu Zhi didn't take it seriously: "It's a good word to show your sharpness, but others don't want to show it."

Fufengshan thought that he had made up his mind to beat the other family in this big competition, that's why head Zhuang spoke so bluntly.Yu Shi became more and more curious about the content and prizes of this competition.

He had guessed a lot, but he never expected that this magic weapon, which was compared to a lottery, was actually his Huai Shuang Sword.

"Where is Huaishuang Sword?"

Yu Shi asked anxiously for a while, Xiao Feng gave him a dissatisfied look, coughed and covered his face, Fang then said slowly: "In the past, Yu Shi merged the six swords of Yuntai, went deep into the ruins, and searched for Canghai jade. However, he accidentally died, and the whereabouts of Huaishuangjian are unknown. Hundreds of immortal sects have searched for it for many years, and Fufeng Mountain finally noticed it a month ago, and Huaishuangjian's sword spirit has awakened."

At that time, Yu Zhi drew out the pure and true Qi from the lungs and viscera to solidify it, and made a step forward in the realm of the unity of human and sword.Huaishuangjian's sword intent awakened at this time, could it be that——

"Could it be that... the number one swordsman... is still alive?"

Yu Shi was so panicked that he choked on a mouthful of tea, which made Xiao Feng frown and gave him another look.

Seeing Feng Xian by his side, he didn't say anything after all, and when he turned his head to look at Tao Song who had spoken, dissatisfaction appeared on his face: "It is an absolutely true fact that Yu Zhi died in Guixu. The spirit lamp After burning for 49 years without any response, it must have disappeared without a trace.”

His tone increased by three points, and he said word by word: "Usually remember to be cautious with your words, don't make wild guesses."

Tao Song paused, the unbelievable expectation in his eyes hadn't dissipated, and a deep disappointment fell on his face.He clenched his fist quietly, but felt very powerless, so he bowed his head and held out a salute: "The disciple is reckless, the elder forgive me."

Xiao Feng saw that the circles of his eyes were slightly red, and thought that he was wronged, and then remembered that this was an opportunity to push him to show his face, but he himself reprimanded him in public, and couldn't help but feel some genuine regret.

It was Gu Tan who came out and added a sentence: "The disciples of the younger generation admire the elegance of the first sword cultivator, but they have no chance to get to know him personally. It is inevitable that they feel regretful. It is human nature to think this way."

The scene eased up a bit, and he mentioned the words just now: "Where is this Huaishuang sword now?"

Xiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and then picked up the original tone: "This is the content of this competition. The Huaishuang Sword will be transmitted from the southeast, and it will last for three months. The comparison will be fair. Whoever finds the Huaishuang Sword first Whereabouts, Huaishuangjian will belong to which sect from now on."

At this time, the head of Shang Yuan calmly said: "Yuntai Sect has no objection to this matter. The Huai Shuang Sword is a rare magic weapon. Naturally, it should be an outstanding one. There must always be a successor from the hundred families of the immortal sect." , no matter what sect it comes from, it is a blessing for the common people, and Yuntai has no selfish intentions to monopolize it."

He said these words slowly, and then looked at Feng Xian: "Feng Sanren, although the Huaishuang sword came from your hands, you have already given it to your old friend as a gift. Yuntaimen made this decision for him, it is not counted. Get over it."

The matter has come to this point, and there was no news before, so Feng Xian could only nod his head and made a request: "I want to participate in this big competition."

"It's natural." Shang Yuan nodded generously, and said gently, "The tomb set up in Yuntai is watched and cleaned every day. If Feng Sanren misses his old friend, he can come and walk around from time to time."

Xiao Fengxin thought that this was going to rob people in their Fufeng Mountain venue, and quickly interrupted by mentioning another matter: "There are many immortal sects, but there is only one Huaishuang Sword, in order to prevent everyone from delaying it for three months. , from here to thousands of miles to the southeast, there are magical artifacts hidden in Fufeng Mountain, recorded in the book, a total of one hundred pieces. After three months, if no one finds the Huaishuang Sword, the sect that has won the most magical artifacts will be the leader of this competition .”

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and Fufengshan made a generous move, and everyone was really moved.

Just as he was in high spirits, a young master suddenly questioned him on the stage, and his words were very reasonable: "It's not that I can't trust Master Zhuang, it's just that Senior Yu has passed away for a hundred years, and the Huai Shuang Sword has not moved at all. mistaken?"

There is still a sober person in this small family who has not been caught in the interests of the sky.

Master Zhuang and Xiao Feng whispered a few words, discussed with the neighboring masters, nodded, Fang calmly said: "This time is definitely not a mistake, Yuntai and Qingjiang are aware of the sword's intent, if you don't believe it, there is The rest of the evidence can be shown."

Everyone waited for a moment in doubt or surprise, but they saw Cui Ling walking up to the stage with a nine-tailed spirit fox in his arms.

Yu Shi spit out a sip of tea again, thinking in his heart that he couldn't even catch his breath, and he didn't delay for a moment to meet the people he should meet.

The nine-tailed spirit fox is very huge, with plump nine tails, snow-white body, and a tuft of fiery red fluff on its right paw, it is undoubtedly the spirit beast Changying tamed by Yushi during his lifetime.

Changying closed his eyes slightly, with a disgusted expression on his face, he just lay on Cui Ling's arm and refused to move.

Cui Ling coaxed him in a low voice, his pointed ears moved, his fluffy head turned, and he buried his face in Cui Ling's arms.

Cui Ling was a little at a loss, so he had to explain: "Chang Ying said that after the senior left, he was sad all day long, and he was afraid that he would be very sick. It was resting late today, and I forcibly woke it up, so it was inevitable that it would be a little bit listless. Please also send it to the masters. Wait."

Qingjiang Song City Lord never soft-spoken when he taught his disciples, and immediately frowned: "I told you this morning, maybe I want it to show up and not allow it to sleep. Did you not hear it, or did you forget?"

Cui Ling blushed, and was about to reply, but Chang Ying raised his head with two "woo woo", and seemed to give Song Chi a glare.

Cui Ling hurriedly said softly: "Do you still remember what I told you just now?"

Chang Ying nodded his head reluctantly, then raised his head and rubbed against Cui Ling's neck.

Cui Ling patted him to comfort him, and then he explained to everyone: "When the Changying Golden Pill was damaged back then, it was a metaphor for the restoration of the true energy of the senior. It was a metaphor for the repair of the body by the senior's cultivation. The blood in the body can be compared with Huaishuang's." Sword intent induction. You can tell it at a glance."

After finishing speaking, he said to the stage: "Seniors, can I use the sword?"

Cui Ling addressed him politely and behaved decently, and everyone from all walks of life drew out their swords and offered them up.

Several disciples in charge stood in a row holding swords, and Cui Ling raised his hand to draw blood from the long claws.

But Chang Ying refused, hid his four claws, and deliberately drilled into his arms.

Cui Ling clasped him with one hand and was almost unable to move. He wanted to put him down, but Chang Ying bit his hem.

Cui Ling had no choice but to coax him, whispered many nice words in his ear, and finally kissed his Zhili's ear lightly, and said in a low voice: "I'll let someone hug you for a while, if it's really good, you're obedient , I will hug you to sleep tonight, okay?"

Yu Shi was convinced that he read it right, and Changying's face turned red with a brush.

Cui Ling looked around, and all the respected sect leaders ran up to Yu Shi, and begged, "Senior, please hold me for a while, he won't hurt anyone."

Yu Zhi watched the situation just now, and thought to himself, the fox cub who has been raised so hard is going to run away with others so soon, he is so fat and fat, the ghosts believe that he is sad all day long, I am afraid he has already forgotten me .

So he relieved himself and took over Changying.

Changying really didn't recognize it.

Yu Shi sighed, really couldn't help his father.Thinking of Cui Ling's outstanding appearance just now, he sighed again, son, your eyes are quite poisonous, but people really don't necessarily like you.