Mo Zhong

The marriage seems to have no effect on Mu Xuanlang, after marriage he still stays in the house or under the Mange tree as usual, playing the piano or practicing.

However, the marriage had a great impact on Xu Yousheng. Before his grandfather passed away, he told him to treat his wife well in the future. Although Mu Xuanlang was not his daughter-in-law, he was also married to him. Xu Yousheng Always keep in mind the words of my grandfather, I want to treat Mu Xuanlang better, but I have nothing, and I can't give him anything, and no matter how I look at it, Mu Xuanlang probably doesn't like what I give him, let alone what Xu Yousheng eats now. Mu Xuanlang gave everything he needed and wore.After all, their cultivation bases are so different, hey...Xu Youling sat on the mange tree and sighed. Up to now, he still doesn't know how high Mu Xuanlang's cultivation base is. He asked him a few times They all laughed but didn't answer, Xu Youli was a little depressed, now he is the lowest among the three, and he can only practice hard.

When Xu Yousheng opened his eyes after practicing, Huoyun was sitting on another branch of the Mange tree, staring at the sky in a daze, Xu Yousheng hadn’t seen him for a while, Huoyun often disappeared, Xu Yousheng thought, Maybe Huo Yun went to do some errands, his name is Brother Xuanlang, master, and the two of them are in a master-servant relationship, so Brother Xuanlang should ask him to do errands, although Xu Yousheng never felt that the two of them looked like normal masters and servants.

"Why are you looking at me in a daze? You should send it to the master in a daze." Huo Yun shook his palm in front of Xu Yourui.

"I was wondering where you went when you weren't here..." Xu Youliu remembered to cover his mouth after he finished speaking, and he actually said what he was thinking.

"That's what you're thinking about," Huo Yun lay back on the branch, "Of course I went to play, how about it, are you envious?" Huo Yun said triumphantly, his raised legs dangling slightly.

"Envy." Xu Yousheng nodded. He has been here for almost half a year, and there is nothing else to do every day except practice. Mu Xuanlang seldom talks. You Yu felt that this was quite comfortable, but after all, it was inevitable that there was no one to talk to, and Huo Yun often disappeared, and even if it appeared occasionally, he would sit on the mange tree to sleep or be in a daze.

"How many levels have you practiced now?" Huo Yun asked suddenly.

"Five floors."

"Only the fifth floor?" Huo Yun disliked, "Your speed is too slow."

"I think it's pretty fast," Xu Youliu said, "When I was in Shenlong Pavilion, it took a year for the top level of talents to reach the eighth floor. Now I'm on the fifth floor. Progress, so to speak, has been very fast."

"Can it be compared? Can it be compared? How much effort has the master spent for you? Forget it, let's not talk about it. You don't understand it, but the eighth level of Qi training..." Huo Yun rolled his eyes and slipped out. He jumped off the tree and ran to the room where Mu Xuanlang was.After watching Huoyun's back disappear, Xu Youliu closed his eyes and practiced peacefully.

On the branch of the moon, when Xu Youliu opened his eyes again, Mu Xuanlang was dancing his sword under the Mange tree. It was the first time Xu Youyou saw Mu Xuanlang dancing his sword. The cold moonlight, singing Mange, and As a sword dancer, the epee sword in Mu Xuanlang's hand was imposing, Xu Youyou only felt that the sword looked like a sword but not like a sword. Xuan Lang was dressed in black, opening and closing, his imposing manner was compelling but pleasing to the eye.

After Mu Xuanlang danced and retracted his sword, Xu Youyou jumped off Mange, his eyes wandered around Mu Xuanlang's sword and him, "Brother Xuanlang..."

As if Mu Xuanlang knew what he was going to say, he lifted the sword up. Xu Youliu took a closer look at the sword. The body and hilt of the sword seemed to be integrated into one. The whole sword is simple and elegant, but occasionally it makes people feel that it is too heavy , There are two fiery red grooves on the black sword body, and the hilt is covered with fiery red clouds.Xu Yousheng reached out to take it, and felt the weight in his hand, and he was knelt on the ground by the sword belt, "It's so heavy!"

Mu Xuanlang held the epee, seemed to lift it lightly, and swung it twice. Xu Youliu stood up from the ground and rubbed his knees, "Brother Xuanlang, this sword is so heavy."

"When your cultivation base is high, you will be able to bring it up." Mu Xuanlang said, "Have you thought about cultivating any weapons?"

"Weapon?" Xu Yousheng shook his head, he didn't expect it to be so far away, "Is it a weapon like the sword you danced just now?"

"Cultivation of Immortals naturally needs a weapon at hand, it doesn't have to be a sword, it can be other things, what kind of weapon do you want?" Mu Xuanlang put away the sword and asked Xu Yousheng.

Xu Youli thought for a long time, "I didn't expect...Brother Xuanlang, I don't know what to use. What you practice is a sword. Wouldn't it be better for me to learn a sword?"

"Otherwise, a weapon is like a human arm. You know best what your own arm looks like. There is no rush. Let me know when you think about it. I will refine a weapon for you."

"Brother Xuanlang, you are so kind to me, I..." Xu Youliu was a little ashamed, Mu Xuanlang thought of him everywhere, but he couldn't do anything for Mu Xuanlang.

"It's time to practice Qi at the fifth level."

"What?" Xu Youli was still immersed in the above topic, and couldn't react for a while.

"Cultivation pays attention to cause and effect, state of mind, and experience, all of which are indispensable. Cultivating blindly may not make any progress. After three days, you will go down the mountain to practice and experience more. It should be helpful to you." Mu Xuanlang said slowly.

"Go down the mountain!" Xu Youling said happily, "That's great, Brother Xuanlang, will you go with me?"

Mu Xuanlang nodded, Xu Yousheng was even happier, and his smile never faded as he stood there.

Mu Xuanlang looked at him quietly, and after a while he said, "How many years do you have to perform the Crown Ceremony?"

Xu Youliu still knew about the crown ceremony, but when he lived in the village, only the scribes of the big families in the village paid attention to these etiquettes. Specifically, Xu Youli only knew that the year of the weak crown was at the age of twenty.

"I am sixteen this year, and I will turn twenty in four years."

"Four years," Mu Xuanlang repeated softly, "When you reach the weak crown, you have to take your calligraphy. Xu Yousheng, can I take your calligraphy?"

"Word?" Xu Youliu looked up at Mu Xuanlang, the moonlight cast mottled shadows through the branches, and some of them fell on Mu Xuanlang's body. Xu Youliu couldn't see Mu Xuanlang's expression clearly, "No one in our village The habit of taking characters, only those who are educated will take them... Brother Xuanlang, please help me take them."

"Long song."

"what?"

"Your words."

"Long song, long song..." Xu Yousheng repeated several times, "It's strange, it sounds much better than Xu Yousheng, Xu Changge, hehe, Brother Xuanlang, I will be called Xu Changge from now on!"

"Xu Youliu is your name, and Changge is your character."

"it is good!"

From then on, Xu Youliu called himself Xu Changge when he saw everyone, and he liked the word Mu Xuanlang gave him.

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