After wearing the book, I broke the plot

When it was dawn, someone knocked on the door of Song Qi's room and shouted outside: "Brother, it's Yin's time, and the disciples have assembled in the square, waiting for you to come over and teach swordsmanship."

Song Qi turned over and continued to sleep.

The visitor made the knocking on the door louder, and the old lady seemed to be yelling to get up: "After the New Year's Eve, it's time to calm down. Immortal cultivators should not waste a day on their cultivation. Even if you feel sorry for the brothers and sisters, the sect's disciples The regulations cannot be violated, and we still have to go.”

Song Qi covered his ears angrily, thinking to himself, who is so brazen and disturbing people's dreams!

A certain brazen disciple carried out his brazen behavior and continued: "A few days ago, I took my disciples to preview the sword moves, and I should learn faster today, and wait until tomorrow..."

Song Qi was paralyzed, staring at the ceiling with dead eyes, only felt that after being cut off the last trace of drowsiness, he had escaped into Buddhism and had nothing to love.

It’s like a mosquito buzzing around your ear, it’s not loud, but disturbs people’s tranquility. If you can’t slap it away, the mosquito is born and doesn’t suck your blood, so it will disturb you.

Song Qi silently recited the Qingjing Sutra in his heart.

He has not been here for long, and he is not very familiar with other things, but the Qingjing Sutra has become more and more catchy.

The brazen mosquitoes outside the door were still buzzing, Song Qi responded half-deadly, "Got it, I'll come", got up with difficulty and got dressed, tucked the quilt for Xiao Tuanzi, and looked in the mirror before leaving. I found that there was a small hole in the corner of my mouth at some point.

Could it be that there are really mosquitoes on this fairy mountain?

The urging started again outside, Song Qi didn't have time to think about it, he summoned the matching sword on the sword stand and opened the door, dressed in white clothes, looking like a senior brother of the Xianmen, he didn't see the slightest sign of lying in bed at first who is the person.

"Let's go."

The original owner is a direct disciple of the suzerain master of the Xuanzhen sect, so even if he has been introduced for a short time, his seniority ranks ahead of the elder disciples, and he is honored as a "big brother". Taking the disciples out to practice and practice, although they don't have to worry about chores, they are not idle.

The talkative young man walking in front of him, named Qiu He, is also the sect master's personal heir, the fourth eldest, he doesn't care about other things, just take care of the big and small chores in the sect.

Master once said: "It is a waste of talents not to allow Qiu He to hold the post of 'housekeeper'."

Song Qi covered his mouth and yawned, his left ear listened to Qiu He twittering about the mountains, and his right ear fell out, so when he heard Qiu He say that today he should teach the fifth form of the Seven Star Swordsmanship, Yun Xing Xia Wei, he still Did not respond.

Until Qiu He called him again, Song Qi said: "Ah? Yun Xingxiawei?" What is that?

Qiu He: "Yes, basic sword moves, just teach them once."

Song Qi: But I haven't carried it out of my mind yet.

Worried all the way, heading to the Sword Training Square under the hazy sky, Song Qi desperately recalled how to dance that sword move.

When the time comes, no or no, I can't remember it in the corner of my memory at all.

The suzerain's direct disciples all lived in the main peak, and the sword practice square was at the outer gate. The journey wasted a lot of time. By then, someone had brought the younger brothers and sisters to review the sword skills of the previous few days.

Nearly a thousand people stood in the huge square. The low-ranking disciples of the Xuanzhen Sect wore water-blue exercise uniforms, swung their swords in unison, and practiced the same move repeatedly.

The young faces are full of infinite yearning for the future, making the whole square full of youthful vitality.

Song Qi was very flustered, bit the bullet and landed on the stage with lightness kung fu, his white clothes fluttered and the belt around his waist fluttered, like a fairy descending into the world, it was too beautiful to behold.

All the disciples stopped their movements, bowed their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, held their swords and saluted Song Qi neatly, saying in a loud voice, "Eldest senior brother!"

When the disciples saw the snow-clothed crane cloak on the stage, they couldn't help but breathe lightly. Many outer sect disciples were not even qualified to go to the main peak. As the chief disciple of the suzerain and the candidate for the next suzerain, they condescended to teach them. All are grateful.

What's more, many of them were brought back by Song Qi from the mortal world.

The gazes from the audience were extremely reverent and earnest, which made Song Qi feel a little shivering, and trembled nervously in a small arc in front of everyone.

He pondered for a moment, pretending to be profound and said: "Today, let's learn something else."

There were whispers in the audience, and the disciples all showed confusion on their faces.

Song Qi had the cheek to say the truth: "Now you have learned it for a while, but you haven't put it into practice. I plan to let you two teams compete with each other today, and the winners will go to the second round. , The losers will continue to compare with the losers.”

The disciples were gearing up and seemed to be looking forward to it. After Song Qi ordered them to go down, they all went to find their opponents. After a while, the clean sword training square became a swarm of bees.

Song Qi was very satisfied, disciple sword servant even brought a chair over for him to sit on, and he sat down, disciple sword servant brought over another plate of fruit, he started to eat while watching, disciple sword servant brought a feather fan over …

Song Qi: "..."

Cough, isn't this a bit too arrogant?I managed to get through in this way in the morning. By the end of the sword class, it was already dawn. The warm morning light broke through the clouds and illuminated the entire fairy mountain. At first glance, the ground looked exactly like the Immortal School that had been imagined before.

The magnificent holy palace, stretching green water and green hills, swaying flowers and trees, and spirit beasts shuttle through it, so peaceful and peaceful that people immediately forget their distracting thoughts.

Xiao Daotong handed over a clean sweat towel, Song Qi wiped off his hands full of juice, and slipped away with his belly full of food.

He still remembered that Xiaotuanzi had no food to eat, so he rushed to the canteen to get a bowl of porridge and a few dishes before the disciples went to bed early, and brought them back to his residence.

The Xuanzhen sect pays attention to feeding the grain to nourish the heart, but the younger disciples can't do it, so the Xuanzhen sect's dining hall will be opened once in the morning, so that the disciples who have not left the secular world will not starve to death.

People like Song Qi who can fasten grains are not suitable to step into the dining hall. Before Song Qi passed through, the original owner would pick up some spiritual dew along the way after teaching his disciples every day, and make tea to quench their thirst. state.

Song Qi said that he couldn't do it, and if he could do it one day, he might not be far from "Ascension to Heaven".

Holding the lunch box, he saw Xiaotuanzi sitting on the threshold with his chin propped up from afar, and Song Qi's eyes lit up, he ran over with short legs and hugged Song Qi's thigh.

Song Qi rubbed Xiaotuanzi's soft hair, put the lunch box on the stone table in the courtyard, stared sadly at the mentally handicapped child in front of him, and sighed: "I will take you to see my master later, the master respects him The mana is boundless, and I don’t know if I can give you a brighter mind.”

Xiaotuanzi pulled out the rice porridge and ate a few mouthfuls in a daze, as if he didn't understand what Song Qi was saying.

Song Qi became more and more worried.

In this completely unfamiliar world, Song Qi was lonely and confused. It would undoubtedly be a lot better to have Xiaotuanzi by his side, but he... is a fool.

Immediately Song Qi was relieved again, nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life, if you care about everything, then life would be too boring.

After breakfast, Song Qi led the dumpling to Mount Taihua.

Taihua Mountain is located at the top of the main peak, covered with snow all the year round, and it freezes when encountering water.

It is also the place where Song Qi's master, whose cultivation base can be called the highest in the book, is said to be only one foot away from Yuhua Dengxian.

There are very few descriptions of him in the book, so few readers even know about him, but Song Qi saw him the day after he passed through, and Song Qi has only one thing to say about it: "Such a banished immortal The character is actually just a background character who doesn't even appear on stage?"

To go to Taihua Mountain, you have to go on foot. Song Qi took Xiaotuanzi until the afternoon and arrived in the afternoon. As soon as he stepped into the boundary of Taihuashan, he was shivering from the cold. The Xiaotuanzi beside him seemed not afraid of the cold. The fallen leaves in the autumn wind shook symbolically twice.

Song Qi wrapped himself up in the fox fur, and at the same time took out a small version of the jacket and put it on Xiaotuanzi. I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he got close to Xiaotuanzi, he always felt warmer.

Song Qi couldn't control his hands, and hugged Xiaotuanzi, just like hugging a big stove.

Song Qi was satisfied.

Xiaotuanzi buried herself in the socket of his neck and bent her eyes.

In the snow in the distance, a man in green shirt was half leaning on a dead branch and leisurely cooking a pot of hot tea. The green hair was scattered on the snow like a waterfall. He didn't turn his head when he heard the movement behind him, and said, "Song Qi, where did you pick up this child?"

Song Qi was very embarrassed, this was actually the first time he picked up a child.

"Master."

The man in the green shirt laughed softly, turned half of his jade-like face to one side, his long eyelashes drooping, as beautiful as an immortal in the Nine Heavens.

Just as Song Qi felt a little dizzy, his vision was blocked by a small head, and he met a pair of black and white peach blossom eyes.

Song Qi remembered the purpose of this trip, walked over and said: "Master, the child I picked up seems to have some brain problems, please help me see if it can be cured."

The man in the blue shirt propped his head up, lifted his eyelids and glanced lazily, and said, "Come closer and let me have a look."

Song Qi put down Xiaotuanzi, pushed him and signaled him to go over.

At such a low temperature, the Obscure Moon Immortal only wore a thin shirt, poured three cups gracefully from the teapot, and in the wafting fragrance of the tea, he looked at the approaching child, and the smile in his eyes slowly faded away.

Song Qi didn't notice any abnormality, he took a cup of tea but didn't drink it, he just put it in his hand to warm his hands, seeing the master's silence, he thought Xiao Tuanzi's brain was troublesome even for the master, he sighed again.

After a long while, the man in green shirt said inexplicably: "How do you know the blessings of misfortune?"

Song Qi's automatic translation: That's right. Being born with dementia may be a blessing every year. If you have a bad brain, it's not good. Could it be that he can't afford it?

In the end, thinking of the empty storage ring... Song Qi had a tragic face, and he really couldn't afford it.

Xiaotuanzi retreated behind Song Qi, Immortal Miyue curled his lips and said, "He looks pretty, Song Qi, he seems to be very close to you."

However, Song Qi was immersed in grief and didn't see the malice in Xiaotuanzi's eyes towards Immortal Misty Moon, but Immortal Misty Moon saw it clearly and didn't think he was moved.

Song Qi came back to his senses and said: "He has no one to rely on, he was picked up by me, so he should naturally get closer to me."

Obscure Moon took a sip of the tea in the cup, his expression could not be seen clearly in the curling water mist, Song Qi was worried that the master would not allow him to raise this child, and when he was panicking, he heard Obscure Moon say: "Then you will teach him , if he has done something harmful to the world and reason, you must get rid of it for the sake of righteousness, otherwise, karma will add to you, and you may hardly get the way."

Song Qi agreed without hesitation, thinking, what other unreasonable things the little fool can do.

But he didn't realize that Xiaotuanzi's fingers pinched the corner of his clothes so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Obscure Moon looked at her disciple, who was a genius but lacked insight, and was about to say a few more words when the suzerain order hanging on her waist suddenly lit up.

Lu Yue put down the teacup and said: "The young master of Tianyin Sect came to visit, I don't want to pay attention to these mundane things, Song Qi, you can receive it for me, if you ask me, just say that I am in retreat."

Song Qi: "..."

What is the protagonist Luo Shui doing here?

Song Qi responded, and asked Suisui what was wrong with Suisui's brain without giving up. Immortal Master Miyue looked at him with a troubled expression: "Perhaps, it's not him who has the problem."

Song Qi: "???"

Wuyue said: "Don't worry, it will get better when the time comes."

Song Qi felt relieved, picked up the dumpling and went down the mountain. On the way, the little dumpling hooked his neck, rubbed his head sideways, and said softly, "I...will not do bad things in the future."

Song Qi rubbed Xiaotuanzi's head, very relieved: "I believe you."

The main reason is that you are stupid and can't do it even if you want to.

When they arrived at the guest hall of the main summit, the elders of the law enforcement were already entertaining the protagonist group. Song Qi took Xiaotuanzi's hand and walked into the hall door. All eyes in the hall immediately fell on him.

Song Qi clenched his fists and coughed before his lips. He smiled gracefully and said to Luo Shui: "Last time I saw that you had something urgent to deal with, so I didn't bother you. After the farewell yesterday, I have always been worried. Can things be handled properly?"

Seeing that the senior disciples in the sect are so knowledgeable, the law enforcement elder smiled very satisfied.

The young man in Luoshui said directly, "Not yet, my junior sister is still in a coma, and I have no choice but to seek help from the Xuanzhen Sect, hoping to help us find out the whereabouts of that monster as soon as possible."

In the original text, Song Qi, a big brother of the Xuanzhen School, met the protagonist and his party in a small town at the foot of the mountain, and followed them neatly. Although he died without a problem, the protagonist did not find Xuanzhen School. Because of Song Qi.When Song Qi heard what Luo Shui said, he was surprised at first, and then showed a look of compassion, but he just refused.

As a tool man, if you get too close to the protagonist, you may be dragged out as a sandbag at any time, but life is in danger!

The elder holding the sword at the side didn't understand Song Qi's heart, and said very enthusiastically: "Naturally, you and I have been friends for a hundred years, and the affairs of the Tianyin Sect are the affairs of our Xuanzhen Sect. Feel free to speak up if you need it, but I don't know my nephew. Do you have the approximate whereabouts of that monster?"

Song Qi felt a little pain in his heart.

Luo Shui said seriously: "The direction deduced by the Taishang in the door points directly to Xuanzhen, and the monster is probably hidden in the Xuanzhen sect!"

The whole room was shocked.

"It's so scary, brother." Xiaotuanzi shrank behind Song Qi, looked up at Luoshui, blinked innocently with his big flickering eyes, and said softly, "How can there be a demon here?"