100 years after breaking up with Taoist couple

Song Zipei feels that Shi Yue has become very abnormal recently.

Ever since he was punished in the execution hall, he seemed to be a different person. He was never late for morning class, and his practice seemed to be more serious than before, and he didn't poke him and talk secretly like before.

Originally, Song Zipei was used to his teasing and narrow eyebrows every day, but when Shi Yue suddenly became serious, he still felt very uncomfortable.

Shi Yue seems to be preoccupied now, Song Zipei thinks that he was originally an out-of-the-box person, maybe after being punished by the punishment hall this time, he was really frightened by the Zixiao sect's rules.

... In fact, he is just a child. Uncle Tianjue is really too strict. No matter how bad his apprentice is, he just needs to be taught well. Why send him to the execution hall?Song Zipei thought to himself.

He turned his head to look, and found that the young man was sitting upright, his eyes were a little empty, and he was staring blankly at a certain place, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wendaozhai first, the person who gave the morning class today was Gushi Daoist.

She has a gentle and heroic appearance, with a simple Taoist bun on her head, wearing a brown Taoist robe, and holding the most common green steel long sword in her hand, she is explaining in a gentle voice: "... the art of imperial things, the other There must be three—calmness of mind, calmness of mind, and drive of spiritual swords. The use of true energy should be based on stability, and you should not act too hastily. Although I am using this sword as an example today, the reason for using the magic weapon is the same. You can draw inferences from one instance. , One against one hundred."

While speaking, Master Gushi raised his eyes and glanced at the direct disciples with different expressions, and finally his eyes fell on the boy sitting at the end.

"Nephew Shi."

Gu Xuecun was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and said in a daze: "Ah?"

Master Gushi said: "Why are you restless?"

Gu Xuecun murmured: "...Maybe it's because I didn't have enough to eat in the house this morning."

Master Gu Shi was taken aback, and laughed, "You really..."

She thought to herself that the little junior brother was the most cold and rigid since he was a child, but unexpectedly, he accepted such a tempered apprentice, it was really a matter of fate.

Maybe in this world, the more people with different temperaments, the more they will be attracted to each other... Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth could not help but slow down a bit.

"In three months, it will be the trial of the Kunyuan Secret Realm once every ten years." Gushi continued, "Today I specially talked about the art of imperial objects, and it is also because this year, two of you have already reached the first time. The age to participate in the trial will be your sword opening ceremony in one month."

Gu Xuecun was taken aback for a moment before he remembered this matter.

"Nephew Shi, you have already built a foundation in my Zixiao Sect for less than a month. You are indeed extremely talented. But cultivating the Tao is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You must not make small achievements, which will lead to laziness. know?"

Gu Xuecun could only bite the bullet and answer: "Yes, I know."

The Zixiao faction really loves to preach.

Master Gu Shi said again: "Zipei has obtained the natal spirit sword since he was a child, and now he just waits for the opening ceremony of the sword. But you haven't decided yet, today I will tell you the whole story."

"My Zixiao sect has two venerables of the Li sect, that is, the two masters of me and your masters. You call them the two masters, Ding Xiao and Ziping. They are one who cultivates swords and the other cultivates Taoism."

"The road is long, and everyone has their own fate, but the way they specialize in should be refined in one way. If you want to be exposed to rain and dew, everything will inevitably be ordinary and loose. Therefore, between swordsmanship and Taoism Choosing a path also determines your future direction."

"Martial nephew Shi, you have just started, you can go back today and ask your master about it. If it is difficult to make a decision, you can also go to the Xuanjian Pavilion three days later, and sense each of the spiritual sword artifacts I sent, but these artifacts Now that there is a spirit, which one of them is willing to recognize you as the master, only God knows." Gushi Daoist said this, and smiled slightly, "Today's morning class is here, let's all go back."

Everyone then stood up one after another.

Gu Xuecun dawdled, collecting the pens, ink, papers and inkstones that had been put away for a while, and dusting the dust off the stone table for a while.

Song Zipei waited for a long time, but he didn't see any intention of getting up and leaving, so he stepped forward and asked, "Ah Yue?" He paused, "What's the matter with you these days?"

Gu Xuecun showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said stiffly: "It's okay, it's just... I was stung hard by a hornet."

Song Zipei was taken aback for a moment, and his face gradually showed a bit of anger: "Could it be that my junior brother and the others are bothering you again?"

Gu Xuecun said blankly: "What?" It took him a long time to react, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Where are you thinking, it has nothing to do with your two juniors."

The two walked out of Wendaozhai, and walked slowly on the quiet bluestone path of the academy, and the fresh smell of plants came to their faces. Blame me for running to provoke him."

Song Zipei was surprised: "Why are wasps so powerful?" He thought for a while and then smiled, "However, there are many flowers and plants on Tianjue Peak, so it may indeed attract mosquitoes, bees and ants more. I have an insect repellent talisman, why don't you go with me?" Go to the lecture hall, I will teach you how to draw?"

As long as he doesn't have to go back to Tianjue Peak to be in the same place with that person at this moment, Gu Xuecun is of course 1 happy, and immediately replied: "Okay!"

The two continued to walk forward, Song Zipei said: "By the way, practicing swords or cultivating Taoism, Ah Yue, have you made up your mind?"

Gu Xuecun said: "It's all the same, it doesn't matter."

Song Zipei knew he was casual, but he really didn't expect this guy to be so casual. He was dumbfounded and said in a daze, "How can this be the same?"

He frowned, and said seriously: "This is a big matter, you can't be so careless, you should ask your little uncle after you go back."

Gu Xuecun didn't know where the anger came from, and kicked a small stone far away with a "swoosh" under his feet, and hummed: "I didn't ask him!"

Song Zipei was taken aback for a moment, remembering the awkward atmosphere between the two of them when he went to the bell pavilion at the mountain gate that day, he understood for a moment, and guessed that he might have had a quarrel with the little uncle.

He intends to persuade, but in Song Zipei's short 16 years of life, he had a disagreement with his master, which really touched his blind spot of knowledge.He has always admired and respected Daoist Jingheng, and whenever Jingheng blamed him, he never thought of defending himself, he just admitted his mistakes obediently, let alone quarreling with his master.

But Shi Yue was obviously different from him, so he could only say in embarrassment: "Ah Yue, don't do this."

Gu Xuecun continued to hum: "What happened to me?"

Song Zipei said earnestly: "At the beginning, my little master abandoned his sword to cultivate Taoism. Not only did he not have any obstacles in his realm, but he made rapid progress and improved his cultivation base. Now it can be called a legendary story in the world of cultivation. He must have felt a lot about this Taoism. You go Ask him, there are only advantages and no disadvantages."

He said again: "Besides, the little uncle is your master."

Gu Xuecun was stunned, staring at his toes and said, "Why...why did he abandon his sword to practice Taoism?"

Song Zipei replied: "I don't know the exact reason, but I heard that when my uncle was 17 years old, after returning from the Kunyuan secret realm, his saber was dry and cold, and he never took it out of its sheath again. Next, I got a bixiao made of cold chalcedony from the North Sea, it's called Dongzhi, I wonder if you've heard of it?"

The corner of Gu Xuecun's mouth twitched slightly: "..."

Could it be that he didn't know that he personally made it for Lu Jueling back then...

"Since then, the little uncle has switched to music and practiced Taoism."

Gu Xuecun let out an "Oh" and said, "I see."

Unexpectedly, Song Zipei said again: "However, there is also a rumor."

Gu Xuecun turned to look at him, this was the first time he vaguely saw some gossip on Song Zipei's face, and wondered: "What?"

Song Zipei's expression was subtle: "Ah Yue...Actually, you used to have a teacher's wife." He paused, "Uh, maybe calling her teacher's wife is not very appropriate, but it has the same meaning."

Gu Xuecun: "..."

Song Zipei said: "Although now, my junior uncle and that senior have broken off their friendship. But some people say that Dongzhi is the token of love between that senior uncle and Tianjue."

Gu Xuecun: "...?"

Song Zipei rubbed his chin: "Everyone says that my junior uncle has already disliked that one... However, if Dongzhi is really their token of love, my junior uncle treats him so preciously and seriously, and he almost never leaves him. Presumably There must be no more love for that senior."

Gu Xuecun: "...Maybe he just thinks it is more suitable."

Song Zipei looked at him like a three-year-old child.

Gu Xuecun: "...Why do you look at me like that?"

Song Zipei shook his head slowly, and said earnestly, "Ah Yue, you are still too young. When you grow up, you will understand the matter of love."

Gu Xuecun: "???"

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