wait until the fireworks cool off

go.When the other party saw this, three or five people also rushed over with their swords.

"Senior Sister Liu Xia! Senior Sister Liu Xia! Where are you?" The two teams were fighting fiercely. A beautiful girl in pink palace gown flew over with a sword from afar, holding hands full of things.

"Jingyao, here! Here!" Among the disciples watching the battle, a girl in light blue palace clothes quickly stood up and waved to her.

Seeing her waving her hand, the girl quickly jumped off the sword, staggered and nearly fell down.

"Jingyao, be careful!" Liu Xia took the things in her hands and helped her to sit next to her.

"How is it? How many points?" The girl called Jingyao asked excitedly as soon as she sat down.

"Don't worry, it's just halfway. Your brother Mo is very upbeat, and now he's throwing them three balls," Liu Xia deliberately winked at her, looking at her clinking pile, Liu Xia was a little speechless: "What are you doing? ?”

"This is Bingxin tea. I specially brought it back to the dormitory, and I also brought it to senior brother Zhuran." She gave a water bag to Liu Xia. "This is a handkerchief. I was afraid that one would not be enough, so I took three. These are bandages." And trauma medicine..." Jing Yao put away one by one like counting treasures.

"Tsk tsk..." Liu Xia was amused and envious, "You escaped Tao Weng's fairy history class again? Be careful, he will punish you for copying books."

"Senior brother Mo said that the history of immortals class is all nonsense, so it's fine if you don't take it." Jing Yao rolled her eyes, plausibly speaking.

"Stop listening to his nonsense," Liu Xia spat at her, "You only read as many books as he has read, don't be fooled by him."

"Yes yes yes, if you want to learn from senior brother Zhuran, you should work so hard!" Jing Yao retorted.

Liu Xia glared at her: "Don't talk nonsense again, I won't occupy a seat for you next time!"

"Good senior sister, can't I be wrong?" Jing Yao hurried to please.

The two were talking vigorously, Sheng Xiaomo bent slightly in mid-air, Yujian was like a flying arrow, passing three opponents with lightness and speed, a kite turned over, and kicked the yellow ball backwards towards the round bamboo frame, The goalkeeper disciple tried his best to pounce, but the ball suddenly turned when it was less than a foot away from his hand, and flew into the one-foot-high "Merry Eye" at an extremely tricky angle.

"Wow!" The onlookers cheered, "Meteors chase the moon!"

The shot just now was the very powerful "Meteor Chasing the Moon" in the Cuju battle. The ball turned halfway, and it was almost impossible for even experienced "Merry Eyes" guards to catch it.

"Wow, good! Great! Terrible!" Jing Yao jumped up excitedly: "Senior Brother Mo is so handsome! Brother Mo, come on!"

"Brother Mo, he is a generation older than you, so you should call him Uncle Mo—" a female disciple in front deliberately smiled.

"Brother Mo said that you don't need to be so polite, you can call him whatever you want, calling him uncle will make him old," Jingyao made a face at the girl, and continued to shout into the air: "Brother Mo, come on! One more!! !"

"Be quiet for a while, they won't be able to hear you from above." Lucia hurriedly tugged at her.

Seeing the girl dancing the fiercest in the auditorium below, Zhuran couldn't help being amused, so she deliberately shouted into the distance: "Sheng Xiaomo! Your little nephew is here again, why don't you go down and take a look at her?"

Before Sheng Xiaomo could turn around, Senior Brother Luo Qi, who was standing outside the arena, knocked on the gong: "A stick of incense is here, stop!"

The two sides stopped fighting immediately, and each went to one side to rest.

"Brother Mo!" Seeing the intermission, Jing Yao hurriedly ran towards Sheng Xiaomo.

Sheng Xiaomo was surprised: "Jingyao, why are you here?"

Jingyao quickly handed him the water bag and handkerchief: "Bingxin tea, here it is!"

"Thank you!" Sheng Xiaomo was sweating profusely, and was very thirsty, so he grabbed it and drank a few mouthfuls.

"Tsk tsk, I'm really envious and jealous, I can drink water every time I rest," Zhuran hurriedly teased, "Junior Sister Jingyao, why don't you have mine?"

"Yes, yes," Jingyao said quickly, "Senior Sister Liu Xia!"

Only then did Liu Xia come over with a little embarrassment, and handed the water bag to Zhuran: "This is what Jingyao took, and it has nothing to do with me."

All the teammates around burst into laughter.

"Sheng Xiaomo, Sheng Xiaomo." Suddenly a disciple ran up from a distance, "The master told you to go back."

"What?" Sheng Xiaomo was clever, what did he do?

Could it be that the master knew about playing Cuju?Not so.

Said that the fairy history class is all nonsense, did the master know?No way?Then Tao Weng should be the first to look for him.

"Then goodbye, my friends," Sheng Xiaomo jumped onto Yujian, deliberately exaggerating his face of death, "If I am scolded to death by Master, please bury me on the hill—"

After speaking, he walked away with his sword.

Everyone laughed wildly.

In the main hall of the Heartless Palace, Sheng Xiaomo knelt on the ground and lowered his head, he really didn't think about what wrong Daoist Yandao got him again this time.

"Where did you go to play again?" Master Yan Dao sat on the futon and said solemnly.

Sheng Xiaomo lowered his head and did not speak, looking honest, but his small eyes kept glancing at his master's expression.

"What are you looking at? Are you playing Cuju again?" Master Yan Dao suddenly snapped.

Sheng Xiao stuck out her tongue silently and remained silent.

"The Immortal Sword Conference is less than half a year away. It's time for you to retreat and prepare for it," Daoist Yan Dao said earnestly, "I heard from my junior brother that I have given you a new set of formulas. How are you practicing?"

"The disciple has already met..." Sheng Xiaomo whispered, but the villain in his heart turned his legs up and didn't think so.

"This time it's the Federation of the Eight Great Immortal Sects. Now you are the only one who has not participated in the Immortal Sword Conference in the Palace of Unrequited Love. You are the disciple of the sect master, and you are also taught by the master. If you start the game, you will be beaten from the seven-star negative array. It’s a long-lasting face, you know?”

"Disciple realizes his mistake..." He continued to pretend to be dead.

Daoist Yandao heaved a long sigh: "Xiao Mo, you have such a good foundation, if you prepare carefully this time, you will definitely have the hope of hitting the leader, understand?"

Sheng Xiaomo's hair stood on end when he heard this: "Leader? Master, this disciple never thought of it..."

Master Yan Dao can't wait to slap the kid in front of him for a long time!

scariest thing

"Uncle Master! Uncle Master!" Sheng Xiaomo ran up to the Hall of Ecstasy, leaped into the atrium, and ran straight to the main hall.

"I'm here."

Sheng Xiaomo heard the sound and looked around, and saw that Qing Yu was wearing a sky blue uniform, with an indigo belt casually tied around his waist, standing under the smoky purple vines and pruning.The huge expanse of vines is like a haze, and the fairy in Tsing Yi looks like a moonlight, as if floating in this ray of light, as if it will disappear at any time.

His heart trembled slightly, and he hurried forward.

"Why are you here now?" Qing Yu asked while continuing to pruning.

"Of course I wanted to see my uncle, so I came here." Sheng Xiaomo smiled flatteringly.

"You used pretty words to bluff the uncle again, but you got scolded by the brother in charge?" Qing Yu didn't look at him.

Sheng Xiaomo was stunned for a moment, and wished to drop her head to her chest: "Uncle Shi directly punctured like this, it makes me feel ashamed."

"The Immortal Sword Conference is coming soon, so you should take it easy," Qing Yu raised his head from the work in his hand, and said earnestly: "You are the youngest apprentice of the master brother, and it is the first time for him to participate in the Immortal Sword Conference. You must be looking forward to it.”

Sheng Xiaomo leaned closer to Qing Yu, stretched out his hand to poke a bunch of wisteria he had just pruned: "Then, does uncle have expectations of me?"

"How is the flute formula I taught you a few days ago?" Qing Yu put down the scissors and looked at him.

"I already know it!" Sheng Xiao smiled triumphantly, and suddenly flew out, volleying out the crane Lingxiao held it in his hand, white light was floating, and the blue-gray figure was like silver lightning, slashing in mid-air, striking out one by one Five-character Zhenjue: Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, with imperial cranes and flutes.The five-character tactic seems simple, but driven by immortal power, it progresses layer by layer, and the power of one tactic is more powerful than one tactic.In his hands, the crane lingxiao flutters lightly, sometimes soars into the sky, sometimes disperses into hundreds of phantoms and then gathers them together again. The white light is like glass reflecting the snow, like a phoenix feather lingering at the sun, like a new moon rising out of the clouds, in a natural and unrestrained way. But it was becoming more and more fierce.

Once upon a time, in this Palace of Ecstasy, there was also such a heroic young man who practiced hard in this court every day.The two figures gradually merged together...

Qing Yu stood alone, staring bewilderedly at this person and flute dancing in mid-air, suddenly a little dazed.

He vaguely remembered the first time this young man broke into the Palace of Ecstasy.That day he heard commotion in the court, and when he came out, he saw the child playing as if no one else was there, and that familiar little figure instantly hit his heart.He taught him to play the flute, read books, practice immortality, and watched him grow into the youthful young man he is today.Although Mingli was entrusted by the senior brother in charge, but ask yourself, is he really so selfless?Did he really not see him as that child at all?

He is sorry for Ying Yun, if he does it all over again, no matter what, he will not let him go down that wrong road again.Seeing this child grow up little by little, and become stronger a little bit, why is there such a huge uneasiness and fear in my heart?

Yun'er... Yun'er...

"Uncle Master? Uncle Master?" A soft call brought the man standing beside him back from his trance.Qing Yu woke up faintly, seeing that Sheng Xiaomo had stopped and stood in front of him, his expression was a bit stunned.

Sheng Xiaomo got closer to him, but found that Qing Yu was clearly looking at him, but his eyes were out of focus, as if they were looking at other places through him, the rims of his eyes were reddish, which made him feel a pang in his heart.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Qing Yu shook his head lightly, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "The Immortal Sword Conference has gathered many rookies from various factions, and the masters are like a cloud, unfathomable. You are young and vigorous, but your cultivation level is still low, so don't underestimate the enemy. Teacher Uncle only hopes that you will gain more knowledge and learn from each other first, as for the ranking, you should do your best, you can't force it."

After saying that, he gathered celestial power in his hand,