My Taoist Temple is trending again

The good news is that it was too early, and the disciples of Lingyun Temple hadn't woken up yet. When Xu Qingmu carried Song Jue back, no one saw him, so the embarrassment did not magnify.

Carrying Song Jue back to the room, Xu Qingmu wanted to throw him on the bed, but when he saw Song Jue's accidentally bruised face and torn clothes, he felt a little inhumane.

So Xu Qingmu endured the awkwardness in his heart, treated this person as some priceless antique, and carefully placed him on the bed.

Song Jue was also awkward, his muscles were tense, and his face was full of heroism and righteousness.

Because of being too close, Xu Qingmu's breath was all on Song Jue's neck, and the moment he let go, his lips seemed to brush Song Jue's ear.

But it was so slight that they couldn't be sure if it was their own illusion.

Xu Qingmu straightened up quickly and moved away from Song Jue.

In the early summer morning, the two of them who were nervous for some reason were covered in thin sweat and their heartbeats were terribly fast.

It's the effect of fighting each other.Xu Qingmu thought in his heart that they would feel the same way after practicing on the edge of the cliff every day.

So...don't be silly!

Xu Qingmu spurned himself a few words in his heart, and wanted to say to leave, but the moment he spoke, his brain twitched, and he said, "Your injury may need to be dealt with."

Song Jue paused, with a serious face, and said, "Oh, that's troublesome."

Xu Qingmu let out a "huh" and quickly left Song Jue's room, and came back with a medical kit after a while, and treated Song Jue's wound with iodine and band-aids in an unskilled manner.

Fortunately, they were all minor skin injuries, otherwise Mr. Song's elite and mean handsome appearance would be ruined, which would be a pity.

Xu Qingmu remained silent, leaning very close to Song Jue, carefully wiping the wound on his face with a cotton swab.There was nowhere to avoid Song Jue's eyes, he could only look at Xu Qingmu closely.

How should I put it... When Song Jue saw this young man for the first time, he couldn't help being dazed.He didn't know whether it was because Xu Qingmu's appearance in a Taoist robe was too fairy-like, or his dark eyes were too deep. At that moment, Song Jue couldn't look away.

Even now, after being together for so long, having had so many quarrels, and getting used to seeing Xu Qingmu, Song Jue still sighs from time to time, how could someone look like this?He has invested in many movies and met many beauties, but none of them can compare to Xu Qingmu.

Such a person, if he has met him before, is absolutely impossible to forget.But if you say you haven't seen it before, what's with the familiar feeling when you meet for the first time?

Come to think of it, only the previous life had entanglements and outstanding debts.

I just don't know what kind of entanglement it is that made them quarrel like this once they met in this life.

Thinking of this, Song Jue actually found it a little funny, and couldn't hold back a chuckle.

This bright smile shook Xu Qingmu's eyes, he was a little flustered, so he bared his teeth and pretended to be fierce: "What are you laughing at? I won't pay for your wheelchair. You see, I don't even have the money to repair the rain in my Taoist temple. "

After saying that, Xu Qingmu turned to Song Jue's back, to deal with the torn clothes and wounds on his back, avoiding Song Jue's smile by the way.

Song Jue said lightly, "I didn't intend to ask you to pay, it's only 80."

Xu Qingmu: ...

Rich profiteers, really annoying.

Xu Qingmu didn't want to talk to him, so he raised his hand and tore off his sportswear with "I'm so expensive" written all over it, revealing the profiteer's white back.

The thin muscles are smooth and powerful, and the lines are very beautiful.Although he has no feeling in his legs, Song Jue has never given up on himself. It can be seen that he has been exercising persistently, and he has developed a good-looking figure, which is not the kind of terrifying state of muscular beard.I have to say that this man is really good-looking from the back of his head to his toenails.

Xu Qingmu thought in a daze, Song Jue, who is self-disciplined, smart and decisive, bold and careful, is actually very good, and he just dealt with the matter of the Yinhe Sanatorium together, so he can be regarded as a comrade-in-arms no matter what.

From all aspects, Song Jue should be the kind of person he would admire, why would he want to quarrel with him as soon as they meet?

Injustice ah injustice.

After a while, Xu Qingmu cleaned up the wound on the back of the injustice, and then said: "Okay, I specially put a pink band-aid on Mr. Song, which is cute and touching."

Song Jue said: "It fits your aesthetics, a macho must be chosen."

Then both of them couldn't help chuckling. In that rare moment of harmony, they didn't want to quarrel.

Xu Qingmu laughed for a while, got up and said, "Okay, I'll go back to catch up on sleep, and you should be careful not to get water on the wound for the next two days."

Song Jue gave a "hmm", and when Xu Qingmu was about to go out with the medicine box in his arms, he slowly squeezed out two words: "Thank you."

After speaking, he was stunned for a moment.

Xu Qingmu was also a little frightened.

Perhaps the atmosphere at this moment was so weird that they didn't dare to look at each other.

Xu Qingmu said "It's okay", and then quickly disappeared.

After that day, the relationship between Xu Qingmu and Song Jue eased up a bit. Although they couldn't help but fight each other as before, they reconciled after a while.

Therefore, the recovery speed of the two has become much faster.

Another month passed in the blink of an eye, and Song Jue was able to stand for five seconds.As for Xu Qingmu, his spiritual power recovered quickly, and he also remembered many fragments of his previous life.

However, the one that reminds me the most is about the man in black who gave Xu Qingmu chest tightness and headache.

Sometimes it was Xu Qingmu who held the piece of jade and talked to him, sometimes he was practicing the sword, and sometimes it was him stretching out a white hand towards Xu Qingmu.Scatteredly, I looked at many parts of his body, but I couldn't see his face clearly once.

However, he had to interrupt this matter temporarily, he had to leave Lingyun Temple for a meeting for two days, and Song Jue had to go home for a few days to deal with some family matters.

The two did not say goodbye pretentiously, and went their separate ways after waking up.

In order to avoid trouble, Bai Meimei was sent to Shen Liangcai again, and this time to the meeting, Xu Qingmu brought He Xingchu alone.

On the way to the Taoist Association by bus, Xu Qingmu fell asleep leaning on the seat.There was another misty mist in the dream, the man in black stood with his back to him, no matter how Xu Qingmu yelled, he refused to turn around.

Xu Qing was so angry that he took a few steps forward and grabbed the man's shoulder, dragging the man over to face him.

Facing the man's face, Xu Qingmu froze for a moment.

It's... Song Jue.

It wasn't Song Jue with short hair and short hair in a suit and leather shoes, but Song Jue in a black gown, with long hair tied up in a bun, and a cold and alienated face.

Xu Qingmu took a few steps back in a daze, another exasperating pain came from his heart, the white mist became thicker, and Song Jue, who was clearly still in front of his eyes, was suddenly far away in the sky again.He didn't know why he was so angry that he wanted to call Song Jue's name, but he couldn't make any sound.

Then, the white world began to sway non-stop. He heard someone calling him, and then he woke up suddenly.

Xu Qingmu opened his eyes and saw He Xingchu's embarrassed face.

Xu Qingmu realized that he was still on the bus, but he was in a trance, and asked vaguely, "What's wrong?"

He Xingchu said in a low voice, "Brother, you were talking in your sleep just now...you called President Song's name."

Xu Qingmu frowned suddenly, and said: "Impossible, how could I call his name!"

He Xingchu said: "Really, you said, 'Song Jue, you bastard, you're going to suffer a thousand knives'"

Xu Qingmu: ...

No wonder everyone in this car looked at him.

Xu Qingmu cleared his throat, pretending to be calm and said: "That's right, isn't it normal for me to scold him, we don't have a good relationship in the first place."

He Xingchu blinked his big naive eyes, and said, "But this month, I think you guys get along pretty well."

"What's wrong?" Xu Qingmu became angry when he thought of Song Jue's mysterious appearance in his dream, and he was absolutely sure that Song Jue had offended him severely in his previous life, so he said angrily, "Don't we still quarrel every day?"

He Xingchu said quietly: "But you two are arguing like..."

Flirting.

He Xingchu didn't dare to say what happened next, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "It seems to be arriving soon, but no one should come to pick us up, we have to take a taxi by ourselves."

This year's Xuanjia of Huacheng was in charge of organizing the meeting, and the meeting place was in a half-mountain villa of Xuanjia.

In addition to having a lot of talents in metaphysics, the Xuan family is also very good at doing business. The owner of the Xuan family runs a media company and is quite rich.

Therefore, sending a car to pick up Xu Qingmu is a trivial matter, but they just don't take Ling Yunguan and Xu Qingmu seriously, and arrogantly inform the time and place, and the matter is over.

Xu Qingmu didn't care about their contempt, and followed He Xingchu leisurely around Huacheng. In the afternoon, he took a taxi to the address of the villa given by the Xuan family.

It is said that it is a villa, but it can actually be regarded as a mountain villa. The gate of the mountain is very luxurious, and He Xingchu couldn't help but let out a sigh of "wow" when he got out of the car.

Then Xu Qingmu also got out of the car, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, the closed luxurious door opened from the inside.A group of disciples wearing uniforms rushed out, some of them stood in two rows, ready to greet them, while the other rushed towards Xu Qingmu and He Xingchu nervously.

He Xingchu was startled, and said: "This welcome is too grand, it shouldn't be."

As soon as she finished speaking, a Maybach stopped behind her, and the group of disciples bypassed Xu Qingmu and He Xingchu without turning their eyes, and headed straight for the Maybach.

The door of the Maybach opened, and a group of disciples immediately bowed and shouted in unison: "Master!"

Then, the young master got out of the car.

In his early twenties, with a young and tender face, he was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, and his hair was tied into a bun with a simple wooden hairpin.

This outfit is exactly the same as Xu Qingmu's, so similar that it's hard to tell who's who from behind.

Xu Qingmu and the other party glanced at each other, both were very surprised by the other party's attire.

He Xingchu opened his mouth slightly, and said in surprise, "Oh, I bumped into my shirt."

Similar people were treated differently, the young master was surrounded by a group of people and entered the gate of the villa, and got into another luxury car.

It seems that the interior of the villa is also very large, and you have to drive to get to the location.

Before the young master got into the car, his eyes hurriedly passed Xu Qingmu with some arrogance.

Those eyes were very complicated, they clearly cared, but they wanted to pretend to be careless, but Xu Qingmu still caught the bit of resentment in his eyes.

Xu Qingmu raised his eyebrows slightly, and the young master quickly showed disdain, turned his head and got into the car.

Then the car drove away immediately.

Only then did someone remember that Xu Qingmu and He Xingchu hadn't gotten into the car yet. A group of people over there discussed it, and an older disciple ran to Xu Qingmu's side and explained to him with a smile: "It's Xu Qingmu from Lingyun Temple." Is the trailhead right? There are so many visitors at this time, some vehicles can’t be arranged, please wait for a while.”

Xu Qingmu nodded slightly indifferently, and the disciple arranged seats for Xu Qingmu and He Xingchu in a simple living room at the door, and then disappeared quickly.

Not even a cup of tea.

He Xingchu was a little unhappy, and said, "Is this the Xuan family's way of hospitality? Is this the level of the Taoist Association?"

Xu Qingmu said lightly: "Xuanmen has always been like this, either by strength or family, anyway, it has been like this for thousands of years."

"But brother, you are obviously very powerful, but we don't show off." He Xingchu rubbed the hem of his clothes unwillingly, and muttered, "Who is that 'young master'? Why is he so grand? Why is he wearing clothes with senior brother?" So similar, not as good-looking as senior brother."

Xu Qingmu didn't know either, and was shaking his head when a voice suddenly came out from beside him, saying, "That young master is Xuan Jinghuan, the only son of the head of the Xuan family."

Only then did Xu Qingmu and He Xingchu realize that there was another young man sitting on the bench like them in the corner.The man's brows and eyes are light, his temperament is light, and his sense of presence is also light. He doesn't attract attention at all. It's the kind of appearance that people can't remember after a few glances.If he hadn't made a sound, he would have completely blended into the background.

He Xingchu was startled by the sudden voice, and hurriedly said, "Who are you? When did you come in?"

The man held his head and said very frustrated: "Didn't you pay attention to me? I came in before you, and I waved to you when you came in. Ahhhh, I deliberately dressed so brightly today. It’s so non-existent.”

He Xingchu and Xu Qingmu thought about it for a while, and they seemed to have such a memory.

I don't know why, but this man seems to have a special physique that is 100% non-existent. Even if I look at his face hard for a long time, I can't remember his appearance and can't notice his existence...

The man stared at them resentfully.

Xu Qingmu felt a little guilty after being stared at, so he took the initiative to bow his hands and saluted: "Xu Qingmu is watching from Lingyun, this is my junior sister He Xingchu, I'm really sorry, I didn't pay attention to this brother just now, how dare you ask him?"

"Forget it, I've been used to it for a long time. I'm just an ordinary person who doesn't attract attention." The man sighed, waved his hand and said, "My name is Wang San, and I'm not from a high school. I don’t belong to any Taoist temple, I am a national public official.”

"???" He Xingchu asked strangely, "Then why are you here?"

The man named Wang San said: "I am the contact person of our unit, the Taoist Association and the Buddhist Association. Some of your demon-hunting activities involve social incidents or legal issues, and our unit is responsible for handling them. For example, the last one The matter of Yue Ye Yuanzheng was coordinated by our unit, the procuratorate, and the public security organs. The existence of "you" and "something" is still difficult for the public to accept, so a special department is required to deal with it. .”

This is not surprising to Xu Qingmu. It is impossible for the government to let so many capable people and strangers let them mess around. From ancient times to the present, the government has set up such a secret organization to protect the people.

He Xingchu said: "Then what exactly is this department?"

Wang San approached the two of them, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Relevant departments."

He Xingchu: ...

He Xingchu didn't continue to ask, and said very angrily: "Then the Xuan family is too bullying, isn't it, the officials don't pay attention to it? Why is Mr. Zhao sitting on the bench here too!"

Wang San was depressed again, holding his hair and roaring: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He Xingchu was very nervous, and he didn't know why this person's name was forgotten, so he quickly approached him: "I'm sorry, Fifth Brother Wang, I didn't mean it!"

Xu Qingmu was slightly angry, patted He Xingchu's head, and said, "He's called Wang Er!"

Wang San: ...

Depressed.

Wang San went along with the weather for a while, and murmured: "Wang San... Forget it, the name was registered by the staff of the household registration unit because it didn't have a sense of existence... But such a simple name is still hard to remember... ...I am such a person who will not be noticed and remembered. I am a small clerk who is ignored in the unit and sits on the bench every day...I am also forgotten here and sit on the bench..."

Both Xu Qingmu and He Xingchu felt very ashamed, bowed their heads and apologized gently.Just looking down for a few seconds, I seem to have forgotten this man's appearance and name...

What a miraculous phenomenon!

Wang San wiped his face, quickly digested his depression, and said positively: "Forget it, I am me, a firework that is completely unnoticed. Let's go back to the topic just now, you ask me What do you come here for? That’s it. I attend every meeting of the Taoist Association and the Buddhist Association. I mainly do some work such as fire protection, filing, meeting records, etc. So, I know all the participants. You Taomen or Buddhism I may know more about things over there than you two."

He Xingchu then asked: "Oh, you also know that Xuan Jinghuan just now? He's so grand."

Wang San regained his energy in an instant, and said gossipingly, "It's like this. It is said that Xuan Jinghuan had a vision just after he was born, and colorful clouds fell into Xuan's house and surrounded him. Later, the head of Qiyun Temple came to him. Xuan family, said that Xuan Jinghuan was born with a fairy bone, and wanted to take him as a disciple. Then Xuan Jinghuan went to Qiyun Temple to practice Taoism. Xuan Jinghuan showed amazing talent since he was a child. In the past, Xuan Jinghuan, who was only 19 years old, inherited Qi Yunguan, and soon developed Qiyun Temple even stronger. When he first became the head, Xuan Jinghuan also got rid of a big water monster in Huajiang, It’s been quite a while. A young genius, a suzerain, with a rich family like the Xuan family as his backer, shouldn’t it be a big show.”

He Xingchu blinked and said, "I seem to have seen it on Weibo... Oh, by the way, Qi Yunshan Yun Zhongxian!"

Wang Sandao: "That's right, it's him. A video of him dancing a sword in the thick fog was captured by tourists and posted on the Internet. Qiyun Temple immediately became an Internet celebrity Taoist temple, and many people went to check in. Everyone didn't expect the Taoist temple to be so popular." The door can still be so young and good-looking, so the name 'Yun Zhongxian' was spread, and he was called 'Xuanmen's most beautiful woman in a thousand years', and there was even a fan meeting."

He Xingchu immediately took out his mobile phone and searched for the video of Yun Zhongxian's sword dance, and after a few glances, he said, "I think this sword technique is just like that... Is he really that powerful?"

Wang San glanced around, and said in a low voice: "To be honest, Xuan Jinghuan may have good qualifications, but he was born with immortal bones... I read all the materials in the unit, and it has not appeared in nearly 1000 years. It’s not like Jing Huan. It’s mainly a marketing method. Xuanjia owns a media company, and the marketing can be said to be overwhelming. Even a person like me who has no sense of existence can be top-notch in marketing.”

Xu Qingmu and He Xingchu looked at Wang San silently.

Wang San scratched his head and said, "Well, well, I still can't market it. However, I think Xuan Jinghuan is very much like an Internet celebrity built by an assembly line, but this Internet celebrity who takes the Taoist route is rare. Everyone They are all fresh."

He Xingchu patted his thigh and said, "I understand now. No wonder Xuan Jinghuan looked at my senior brother with such an unkind expression just now. The two of them not only clashed in shirts, but also clashed with people."

This can be said to be a series of collisions. They are all young heads of Taoist temples, all wearing green clothes and wooden hairpins, both young and talented, and even the names of Taoist temples are similar.

And in face-to-face comparison, Xu Qingmu is Xuan Jinghuan's high-profile version. He is younger and better-looking than Xuan Jinghuan. Xuan Jinghuan also marketed the title of "No. [-] Beauty" when he met Xu Qingmu. I don't know how strong he is. mental quality.

So why didn't Xuan Jinghuan stare at Xu Qingmu, he might feel that Xu Qingmu was copying his homework.

Xu Qingmu said helplessly, "Yuan, I never knew him before."

He Xingchu also said: "Lingyun Temple was called Lingyun Temple 1000 years ago! He obviously learned it from us, okay! Good copy!"

"Keep your voice down." Wang San lowered his voice and said, "The Xuan family is very famous. Besides, this is the territory of the Xuan family. There is a member of the steward. The head of the Xuan family is already the steward, and he wants to take advantage of the Xuan family to host the meeting this time to find a way for Xuan Jinghuan to become an administrator. This is a meeting, but it is actually dedicated to promoting Xuan Jinghuan , Let Xuan Jinghuan 'ascend'. After all, so many marketing methods in the early stage were very successful, but you... suddenly came out, making Xuan Jinghuan, who was originally very special, not so unique."

He Xingchu said disdainfully: "Isn't this just a father's treasure?"

Xu Qingmu was even more helpless: "This is even more wronged. I never thought of getting involved in their association."

Wang San patted Xu Qingmu's shoulder, and said lovingly, "Then you can't stop others from hating you. I'm just an ordinary person, without your mysterious powers, you two are lucky."

Xu Qingmu smiled at him and said, "Thank you."

After thinking for a while, Xu Qingmu said seriously: "But you are not an ordinary person. Your mysterious power is 'perfectly ignored and forgotten'. This is really a rare talent in a thousand years. I have never seen it in my life. .”

Wang San: ...

That's really exciting news.

The sound of the car engine and the footsteps of the disciples sounded again in the living room outside. The three guessed that a car was coming, so they left the living room.

However, this time the car was still not here to pick them up. Another middle-aged man in a long gown came. The disciples beckoned the man to get on the car and were about to leave them behind.

Wang San waited annoyed, and said: "That car can seat four people, we didn't just go there in one car."

"Where did you come from!" The disciple in charge of dispatching the car was taken aback, looked at Wang San in confusion for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, you are... you are the deputy section chief Qian of the relevant department, right?"

Wang San: ...

Losing his temper, Wang San said weakly, "My surname is Wang."

The disciple put on a smiling face and said, "Deputy Section Chief Sun, come here and take the car with Head Chen."

Wang San pointed to Xu Qingmu and He Xingchu beside him, and said, "My surname is Wang. What about them?"

The disciple still smiled: "Everyone is a distinguished guest, so how can it be crowded? First, Deputy Section Chief Li, please take a car with Head Chen. The trail chief will wait a moment, and I will arrange a car right away." The disciple pointed to the top of the mountain and said, "But , in fact, it’s not that far away, and you can reach it on foot. The trailhead is young and strong, and it won’t take much time to walk up.”

This is a bit of deliberate bullying.

Wang San couldn't stand it, and said with a cold face: "My surname is Wang. I'd like to share a car with these two children. If there's no room in this car, you can drive away. I'll wait with them."

The disciple is also a dog who sees people as inferior. He probably knows that Wang San's position in the unit is not high, so he doesn't take him seriously. Just wait with the Taoist chief."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait any longer, turned around and left.

Wang San stubbornly repeated: "My surname is Wang."

He Xingchu was so angry that he jumped, and said angrily: "What kind of broken place is this? Why are you suffering so much here! Brother, let's go! We're going back!"

Xu Qingmu walked out of the living room slowly, stood still in front of a row of landscaped purple bamboos, and said, "Why do you want to go back? Going back now seems like we are afraid of them."

He Xingchu blushed with anger: "But..."

"Are you afraid of heights?" Xu Qingmu interrupted her.

He Xingchu shook his head, Xu Qingmu asked Wang San again: "Where is Fourth Brother Wang?"

Wang Sandao: "It's Wang San. I'm not afraid."

Xu Qingmu smiled and said, "That's good, I'll take you flying."

Both Wang San and He Xingchu were a little confused, they didn't understand what Xu Qingmu meant.He didn't explain, he chose a slender and straight purple bamboo and pulled it out, split it twice casually, and asked He Xingchu to take out a hair loop, and simply tied two purple bamboos, one long and one short, into a sword shape.

Then, Xu Qingmu casually threw the bamboo sword into the air, and the bamboo sword did not fall to the ground, but hung flat and half a meter from the ground.

Both Wang San and He Xingchu were shocked, rubbing their eyes and thinking they were dazzled, then they saw Xu Qingmu lift up his clothes, lift his feet and stand on the bamboo sword in a fairy-like posture.

"Yu... Yujian!" He Xingchu said in shock, "When did you learn how to Yujian, senior brother!"

Learning how to control the sword is a matter of the previous life.But it wasn't long before he recovered enough to be able to control the sword in this life. It was only when he flew up from the hillside to hug Song Jue last time that Xu Qingmu realized that he could fly again.

Xu Qingmu was out of his mind for a short while, thinking how far Song Jue's recovery had progressed in the past few days.

"It's amazing!" He Xingchu yelled and pulled Xu Qingmu's mind back. He saw He Xingchu rubbing back the eyeballs that were about to pop out, and then said naturally, "I knew that there was no senior brother who wouldn't do it." !"

Xu Qingmu smiled at her and said, "Come up."

Without saying a word, He Xingchu quickly pulled Wang San, who was still in shock and bewildered, to the bamboo sword.Then, He Xingchu urged Xu Qingmu anxiously: "Brother, hurry up! Catch up with them! Don't lose this ostentation!"

Xu Qingmu nodded slightly, and with a thought, the bamboo sword immediately lifted into the air, fast and stable, even more impressive than a convertible.

A group of disciples didn't notice it at first, but they didn't turn their heads until they suddenly heard the sound of Lie Lie, and their jaws dropped immediately.

But Xu Qingmu didn't give them too much time to be shocked, the bamboo sword was extremely fast, and flew forward in an instant, away from their sight.

Several cars on the mountainside have not yet reached their destination.

Xuan Jinghuan, who was sitting in the back seat of the luxury car, looked out the car window and listened to the compliments from Qi Yunguan's disciples beside him, so the unhappiness caused by his face-to-face with Xu Qingmu just now finally dissipated.

At this moment, Xuan Jinghuan vaguely saw something flying in mid-air, but before he could see clearly, the driver suddenly screamed "ah" and then slammed on the brakes.Xuan Jinghuan was unprepared, and rushed directly to the front seat, making him dizzy.

Xuan Jinghuan was furious, and was about to lose his temper when the driver pointed in the air in horror and said, "Fly, flying saucer!"

Xuan Jinghuan looked in the direction he pointed, and suddenly saw the thing that dazzled his eyes just now.

That was Xu Qingmu, Xu Qingmu who was performing the sword control technique.

Xuan Jinghuan thought he was hallucinating, so he hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car to see what happened.The car behind him also stopped, and everyone got out of the car, all looking at the sky as if looking up to a miracle.

"It's not a flying saucer!" Someone shouted in shock, "It's a bamboo sword with two people on it!"

Frightened by the sudden take-off, Wang San came back to his senses when he heard this, and hurriedly said to the following: "Three people! I'm still here!"

The people below ignored him, but were still in shock: "It's Yujianshu!"

"Why is he so young, how could he know how to control the sword?"

"And it's just a bamboo sword. This...you have to be a bird in your previous life to practice it..."

"Flying so fast, so steady, and so beautiful..."

Xu Qingmu calmly manipulated the bamboo sword with his thoughts, his blue clothes fluttered, his untied hair was flying in the wind, his whole body exuded a fairy air, and he could vaguely see a circle of colorful clouds following him .

Xuan Jinghuan froze in place, unable to move while staring at Xu Qingmu in mid-air, and when he was about to rub his eyes to see clearly, the man who guarded the sword quickly threw them away and rushed to the top of the mountain .

Not long after, Xu Qingmu saw the luxurious mansion on the top of the mountain, swaying half a circle in mid-air, all the people in the conference hall ran out, staring at them with surprised eyes.

Several cars on the way also arrived at the right time, so no one missed the full-fledged landing.

When the bamboo sword fell to the ground, Xu Qingmu stepped down from the bamboo sword with an unearthly, tall and elegant posture, as if there was a BGM in a movie scene with slow motion, and everything was just right and beautiful. Qingmu looks like a fairy coming down to earth.

At that moment, everyone stopped screaming in unison and looked at him quietly.

This is the real vision in the sky, surrounded by colorful clouds, and surrounded by immortal energy.

Seeing all this, Xuan Jinghuan suddenly felt that his face, which hit the back of the front seat just now, was extremely painful and swollen.

Xu Qingmu still looked indifferent, he didn't care about the gaze of these dozens of eyes, he just turned around and helped Wang San, whose legs were about to weaken, to get off the bamboo sword.

After a short period of silence, the crowd suddenly exploded. Several people who couldn't hold back had already run towards Xu Qingmu, and immediately surrounded him, asking him about Yujianshu.

Although more people did not condescend to come to Xu Qingmu, a young rookie, out of arrogance or other reasons, they still couldn't help but kept looking at Xu Qingmu, trying to pretend that the situation was calm I didn't care, but... a complete failure.

In short, Xu Qingmu has completely become the center and focus of the crowd since he appeared.Xuan Jinghuan, who was about to "ascend to the throne", was completely left alone, and no one noticed when he got off the car.

After recovering from the shock, Xuan Jinghuan watched Xu Qingmu gritted his teeth involuntarily, completely unable to control the expression on his face.

Xuan Jinghuan grew up in the midst of the stars. Whenever there is him, the focus of the crowd is him. There has never been a time like this, when others steal the limelight, and no one cares about him... This Still in Xuanjia territory!Although they deliberately made things difficult for Xu Qingmu and blatantly despised him, they still couldn't hide the light of this person.

He will fly the sword!

He actually knows how to control a sword!

There are less than five people in this world who can wield a sword, why is he one of them!

In fact, Yujian's skills are not particularly difficult to say, but if you are talented in this area, you need a lot of hard practice to master it.This should have been a basic skill that every Taoist disciple must learn, but with the development of science and technology and the acceleration of the pace of life, people who are willing to spend their time practicing swordsmanship are almost extinct.After all, this thing can neither be used to win fighting skills, nor can it kill ghosts to earn offerings from believers, and the learning efficiency is still very low.

No matter how well you practice, you can't fly a plane. At best, you can only use it to pretend.Therefore, most of these Xuanmen people who are eager for success have given up practicing Yujian.

But Xuan Jinghuan never expected that pretending to be x is so important! X being pretended by others will make him so unbearable.

If I had known earlier, I should have listened to my master and learned how to control the sword. Don't complain and don't think it's useless. If you practice hard, you should be able to be like Xu Qingmu now...

No, it was written in the family annals of the Xuan family that the ancestor who learned how to control the sword the fastest also learned it for 50 years. Even if he learned to vomit blood, he couldn't be like Xu Qingmu.

God, what kind of monster is Xu Qingmu!He must have been born to beat him!

Xuan Jinghuan was going crazy with anger, staring at Xu Qingmu's face and said to Qi Yunguan disciple beside him: "Go and see where my father is, tell him to come quickly! Otherwise, this group of people don't know how to surround him When will Xu Qingmu be with him!"

But he didn't get a timely response as usual. He turned his head and saw, was there anyone beside him?The puppy leg that followed him around all day was gone.He searched angrily for a long time before he finally found out that the little dog had squeezed in front of Xu Qingmu from the crowd with a short man, and was asking Xu Qingmu eagerly: "Then how long have you been practicing Yujian?" Huh? Can I be like you?"

Perhaps because of his young age, Xu Qingmu was quite gentle towards him, saying: "When I practiced back then, it was very fast, it was only an hour, you may take a little longer."

The man hurriedly asked: "How long is a little longer?"

Xu Qingmu thought for a while and said, "It's only 80 or [-] years."

Everyone was silent for a while, and then began to actively ask how long it would take.

What are you bragging about!Xuan Jinghuan cursed in his heart, why don't you say you were born with immortal bones? It's still an hour away!

Xuan Jinghuan was completely suffocated, and when he couldn't help but want to make a sound, someone suddenly grabbed his hand. He turned his head to look with red eyes, and saw his father's equally tense face.

Xuan Tianyuan, head of the Xuan family, shook his head at his spoiled only son, and said in a low voice: "Calm down, there are so many guests here, don't be rude."

Xuan Jinghuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to control his temper.

Those families and sects in the association who were close to Xuan's family saw Xuan Tianyuan and hurried up to applaud him, trying their best to play down Xu Qingmu's attention.Seeing that the master was coming, everyone was embarrassed to gather around Xu Qingmu again, and the lively socializing of the group of people got on the right track, and they finally suspended the topic of Yujian, and temporarily brought their attention back to Xuan Jinghuan.

After Xuan Tianyuan greeted a group of people, he slowly led Xuan Jinghuan to Xu Qingmu's side, nodded slightly at him, and said, "It's Xu Xiaodao of Lingyun Temple, I'm really sorry, I'm here today There are a lot of guests, if you don't entertain well, please ask the Taoist leader Haihan."

He Xingchu couldn't hold back, Yin