The villains are all my vests

Chapter 209 Once upon a time there was a Cangming Mountain (1)

To mortals, cultivators are like immortals who are high above and out of reach.

Unlike mortals who are only a hundred years old, cultivators have a lifespan of hundreds of years, and what's more, they can reach the sky in one step and live forever.

Time has lost its meaning to them.

But once life fell into silence, the cultivation that had gone through thousands of hardships also lost its meaning.

Therefore, many cultivators will sneak into the mortal world and use their own abilities to make their way in the mortal world.

For merit, for fame, for profit...

To put it simply, it is to make trouble!

But there are exceptions to everything—

"Elder Sister, when will we go down the mountain? I have been on the mountain for three years, if this continues, I will really become a monkey." Bai Zhi cried to the woman in black lying on the ice couch in the courtyard .

Gu Zhihuan raised his eyelids lazily: "If you dare to wipe your tears on my luxurious ice bed worth [-] psychic stones, I'll pluck out your hair one by one."

Bai Zhi stopped crying for a second, and quickly kept a safe distance of five meters from the ice couch: "Elder Sister, Second Senior Brother bought the ice couch with money."

"It's mine now." Gu Zhihuan said.

Bai Zhi: "..."

Gu Zhihuan turned over, and seeing that she was about to fall asleep again, Bai Zhi hurriedly said, "Let's go down the mountain to play, I haven't eaten anything down the mountain for a long time, I want to eat delicious barbecue, and I want to eat yellow beggar's chicken , I want to eat big soft steamed buns, I want to———”

A gag talisman was mercilessly slapped on Bai Zhi's mouth.

Gu Zhihuan withdrew her hand expressionlessly: "No, you don't want to."

Obviously, this is not the first time that Bai Zhi has been pasted with a gag talisman, she has already given up the idea of ​​tossing it down, she can only look at Gu Zhihuan with aggrieved eyes, and takes out the paper and pen from her bosom with great experience.

"I, want, down, mountain!" Bai Zhi wrote flamboyantly.

Gu Zhihuan yawned: "I don't understand what you wrote."

Bai Zhi was so angry that tears almost fell down.

"Hey, little Bai Zhi was bullied again." A voice with a smile came from behind Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi's eyes lit up.

She turned around and looked expectantly at the person in a light blue robe.

"What a poor boy, come on, Second Senior Brother will help you undo the forbidden speech talisman." Song Yufeng laughed.

As he spoke, he hooked his finger.

Bai Zhi opened her mouth, deeply moved: "Second Senior Brother, you are so kind."

Song Yufeng had a harmless face, and the slightly drooping corners of his eyes made him look more gentle.

Bai Zhi couldn't help but blush a little.

Song Yufeng stretched out a white left hand: "Ten psychic stones."

"What?" Bai Zhi was stunned.

"The money for helping you solve the talisman." Song Yufeng said.

Bai Zhi opened her mouth wide: "Second senior brother, at least we are brothers and sisters from the same school."

"I am the master's inner disciple, and you are the outer disciple." Song Yufeng didn't even bat an eye.

Bai Zhi wanted to say something else.

Song Yufeng twirled the banning talisman on his fingertips: "Or do you want me to post one too?"

Bai Zhi wanted to cry but had no tears: "This is my pocket money for a month."

"Hey, I can't go down the mountain anyway, what's the point of having money." Song Yufeng patted Bai Zhi's head.

Bai Zhi was so angry that her teeth itched.

"If money is useless, why are you so greedy for money?"

Song Yufeng's smile froze.

Bai Zhi spread her hands: "I didn't say anything."

Song Yufeng hesitated to speak.

"Bully Bai Zhi again?" Another person said the same words.

Song Yufeng wiped his face, squeezed out a smile, and looked back at the visitor: "Master, have you left the customs?"

"Yeah." Chao Lu, dressed in white with white hair, gave off a cool feeling, her two eyebrows were always tightly gathered together, as if something bothered him all the time: "When I'm retreating, you guys Did you practice well?"

"Yes!" Song Yufeng nodded without thinking, and at the same time pointed behind him: "However, Senior Sister has been lying on the ice couch for almost three years!"

After saying that, Song Yufeng turned his head, and then the expression on his face froze.

Gu Zhihuan, who was still lying on the ice couch just now, got up at some point, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, practicing the "Combined Vertical Sword Technique" like a dragon in the colorful falling flowers.

The hem of the black clothes moved with the wind.

During the flowing movements, there was a faint aura of invincibility condensed on the tip of the sword.

Zhao Lu's eyes brightened: "Okay."

When Gu Zhihuan heard the voice, he stopped at a proper time, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Zhao Lu, and ran over in "surprise": "Master, you're out of the customs."

Song Yufeng: "..."

Bai Zhi: "..."

Master Sister, you are too good at pretending.

Zhao Lu looked at Gu Zhihuan with a face full of relief: "Swordsmanship has improved a lot, it seems that you are about to master the first stage."

"The ninth pose is still a bit jerky, and needs more practice." Gu Zhihuan said in a serious and authentic way, where he was still as lazy as when he was with Song Yufeng and Bai Zhi just now.

Song Yufeng gritted his teeth: "Master, Elder Sister has stayed on the mountain for three whole years and never went down the mountain!"

"I haven't mastered the arts yet, so I dare not leave the mountain without authorization, for fear of insulting the reputation of the sect." Gu Zhihuan said.

"You are lazy!"

"Second Junior Brother." Gu Zhihuan said disapprovingly, "How could you talk nonsense in front of Master just because I asked you to practice hard?"

Song Yufeng: "!!!"

"Okay." Zhao Lu raised her hand: "This time I'm leaving the customs, but I'm actually going down the mountain."

Gu Zhihuan rolled his eyes.

Song Yufeng pricked up his ears: "Master, are we going down the mountain?"

"En." Zhao Lu nodded.

Song Yufeng and Bai Zhi looked at each other, and they couldn't hold back, hugging each other and crying loudly.

Chao Lu was taken aback by the reaction of the two of them.

I really don't understand, just going down the mountain, how could the two of them be so excited.

You know, when Song Yufeng first learned how to control the sword, he didn't cry so sincerely.

Gu Zhihuan glanced at the two of them calmly, walked up to Chao Lu, put the sword on his waist: "Master, why are you going down the mountain?"

Zhao Lu was silent for a moment, and slowly spit out two words: "Take disciples."

Song Yufeng's laughter stopped.

With red eyes, he stared blankly at Chao Lu.

Gu Zhihuan didn't say a word.

Zhao Lu once said that the tradition of the sect has always only accepted four inner disciples.

However, after Zhao Lu finished taking Gu Zhihuan and Song Yufeng away, she suddenly retreated.

It didn't come out until today.

All in all, even though Bai Zhi is an outer disciple, she stayed in Cangming Mountain longer than Gu Zhihuan and the others.

Now Zhao Lu suddenly accepts disciples, why?
Song Yufeng didn't have as much thought as Gu Zhihuan. He was still a boy after all, so he scratched his head immediately and asked directly, "Why did the master accept another apprentice?"

"It's time." Zhao Lu said plainly.

Gu Zhihuan's heart shuddered.

However, Zhao Lu didn't say much on this topic: "Pack up and leave early tomorrow morning."

"So urgent?" Second Monk Song Yufeng was puzzled.

Bai Zhi laughed so hard that the corners of her mouth almost pulled back: "Great, I can finally go down the mountain to eat delicious food!"

Zhao Lu glanced at her: "You stay."

Bai Zhi's smile froze: "...the master."

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