[Xiu Xian] The little cute master who has a headache every day

There are many different fires in this world, from the sun's real fire that is extremely hot to the nine-deep Yin fire that only exists in extremely yin places, which are flocked to by alchemists or weapon refiners, but most of them would never imagine that there are so many fires in this world. The sect with the most different fires is actually Wan Jianzong.

The Sword Furnace of Wanjianzong is located in a top-quality spiritual vein in the extreme northern snowfield. Its attribute is fire, and the fire in the center of the earth burns blazingly all year round.Taking advantage of this place to forge swords will get twice the result with half the effort.

But what even the inner disciples don't know is that the sword furnace is actually divided into three layers, and the third layer is known to the world. The fire in the center of the earth and the fire in the different fire are only a little bit more colorful, not too amazing .

However, in the second and first layers of sword furnaces, there are stored different fires collected from all over the world by the heads and elders of the Wanjian Sect, from the scorching sun's true fire to the yin and yin fire of Jiuyou Yinhuo. The real fire of the phoenix, the flame of the dragon's breath, the fire of the five elements, everything that one should have.

At this moment, the cyan flame that is burning in the house without a hint of aggression is exactly the fire in the wood of the five elements of fire.

Just as the wood fire spiritual root is the most ideal physique for an alchemist, the wood fire is also the most suitable strange fire for refining medicine.But at this moment, a cage made of purple bamboo was suspended above the pale blue flames, and white air emerged from the gap, but it was blocked by a transparent barrier when it was about to float out of the room.

Mo Yu's fingers didn't move, the spirit sword handed over by the sect leader was Feiyu, swiped a few times, volleyed to cut two juicy cucumbers into small pieces of exactly the same size, and swiped a few more times , The onion, ginger and garlic became minced.

Another ray of flame was burning under a bronze cauldron.Inside the cauldron is a pot of gruel, full of fragrance, the rice grains are as crystal clear as pearls, and the extremely rotten meat and vegetables float in the gruel. .

Cultivators, even if they have not entered the bigu period, would like to chew a bigu pill every day to live, for fear of being contaminated by the miscellaneous qi of the five grains.But for Mo Yu, the younger brother is only three and a half years old, and it is a big deal to live on bigu pills all day long. What if Mu Xuanying is not tall enough?

It never occurred to me that even if there is a flaw in the height, it can be modified in the future when entering the Nascent Soul Stage.Mo Yu directly opened up a vegetable field next to the medicine field in Xiaodaoxiang Village, crushed some high-grade spirit stones and poured them into the vegetable field, and planted the vegetable seeds obtained by someone.

The vegetables grown in this way are even more incomparable to the vegetables and radishes in the mortal vegetable fields.To put it bluntly, no one else planted panacea as hard as Mo Yu planted vegetables.It was the fire in the wood, which Mo Yu got from the sword stove after hearing that it could increase the aura of medicinal materials, and it was specially used for cooking.

Mu Xuanying sighed quietly in her heart. Speaking of it, whether it was the previous world or a strange world, whether it was the Master Shaogu of the Evil Man's Valley or the Supreme Elder of the Wanjian Sect, Brother Yu's handwriting was really admirable.

"Ahhhh" swallowing a mouthful of hot porridge, Mu Xuanying sighed happily, Brother Yu's cooking skills are gone!

Mo Yu hooked her lips, took out two meat buns from the drawer and put them in Mu Xuanying's bowl.

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When the time of day arrived, the misty white clouds dispersed, and the sky shone on the school ground deep in the peaks of Tianhua Mountain.

Rather than saying that it is a school ground, it is better to say that it is a city surrounded by mountains.Paved with white marble, there is a coiling dragon column that cannot be embraced by more than a dozen people standing every hundred feet on the periphery.In the south of the square, there is a rainbow as a bridge, several wooden chairs are placed every ten feet, and there are tables with melons, fruits and wine on them, all of which are cultivated and brewed with spiritual energy.

For today's grand event, Tianhuamen started preparations decades ago, not only engraving various formations on the Panlong pillar, but also setting up sound-proof barriers at each sect on the Hongqiao.

Streaming lights came from a distance, and falling on the square were monks wearing cassocks with extraordinary demeanor.After the chief elder confessed for a while, he flew to Hongqiao, entered the barrier with his token, and with a flash of teleportation array under his feet, he sent people to his sect's territory.

When everyone from Wan Jianzong arrived, it was not too early or too late, Mo Yu said lightly, "Don't ruin your reputation" and brought Mu Xuanying to the position belonging to the elder of Wan Jianzong.

In fact, it is not easy to hold such a grand event of the orthodox sect, not to mention that various sects will enter and leave the sect during this period, it would be bad if one or two secret works of the magic sect are mixed in.But thousands of years ago, no one proposed to cancel this grand event, probably because it was not only about the 200-year inheritance of human orthodoxy, but also a time to show off its heritage as a first-class sect.

The head of Tianhuamen is a woman with long hair in a bun, and a jadeite hairpin in the middle of her hair.His facial features are bright, but his eyes are as calm as water.Even though they are all people who seek the Tao, there is no distinction between men and women under the Dao, but after all, women are weaker than men. To be able to secure the position of the head of the huge Tianhuamen, the demeanor of Lord Yunyan is indeed impressive. unattainable.

There were two Masters of the Six Pagodas present, Xiao Yijing was one of them, and the other one looked like a teenager, leaning lazily on a chair, a little careless.

Xiao Yijing specially tilted his head to give the two of them a smile, and winked at Mu Xuanying.

Mo Yu looked away, and unconsciously tightened his arms holding Mu Xuanying.

Although he is already seriously considering finding a good and reliable teacher for Mu Xuanying, but nothing has come to an end. He just thinks that in the future, his family Mao Mao will hang around another guy, serve tea and water, and listen to teachings. An evil fire sprang up in Yu's heart.

At this moment, a spiritual voice sounded, and said slowly: "But Master Xuanyu of Wan Jianzong?"

Mo Yu raised his eyes and looked in the direction from which the divine sense came.

The speaker did not deliberately hide his position, and even nodded slightly when Mo Yu looked at him.

It was the monk who looked like a boy who spoke.Looking at the age of eighteen or nineteen, she looks like a good girl, with picturesque eyebrows.But he is wearing a robe with blue patterns on a white background and the six stars of the Southern Dipper that only tower owners are qualified to wear.The corners of his blood-red lips were slightly raised, and he raised his glass to Mo Yu as a gesture, his raised eyebrows and eyes were full of flirtatious wantonness.

This time the sound transmission sounded in the small enchantment of Wan Jianzong.

"My seat Tianfu Taxia asked, the little girl is stubborn and offended the young master, please forgive me."

Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were indifferent.

But Mu Xuanying was stunned - asked Xia?Little girl?But it looks like that Xia Qi girl seems to be older than this one.

After a while, Mu Xuanying silently lowered her head and rubbed her forehead. Sure enough, the appearance of a cultivator should not be trusted!

Mu Xuanying suddenly turned her head and glanced at Mo Yu, her eyes lit up almost imperceptibly—Brother Yu is now in the Nascent Soul stage, and his height has already been fixed.But he is still young now, if he earnestly eats and sleeps every day to grow tall, is he expected to surpass Brother Yu in height?

Otherwise, he won the Foundation Establishment at the age of 30. At that time, his appearance would be older than Brother Yu.At that time, he asked Brother Yu to call him... Brother Xuanying?

Mu Xuanying's eyes were shining brightly, she clenched her fist, that's it!

After talking with Xia Wenwen, Mo Yu looked down at Mu Xuanying, only to find that his child was blushing.He was startled, thinking that something was wrong with Mu Xuanying, he quickly reached out to touch his forehead, and said, "Maomao, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?"

Mu Xuanying immediately shook her head and said, "It's okay, Brother Yu, I'm fine." But she couldn't help but glance at the corner of her mouth again, as long as she thought that she called Brother Yu "Xiao Yu", and Brother Yu called herself "Brother Xuanying" Mu Xuanying felt a little excited about the scene.

Mo Yu frowned, and just about to ask again, the sound of bells and cauldrons came from the square.Its voice was faint, almost deafening, and spread throughout the huge square in an instant.

On the school field, there was a moment of silence.

Lord Yunyan stood up slowly, glanced coldly at the young monks present, and said in a quiet voice, "The way of heaven is brilliant, and righteousness will last forever. This seat, Yunyan, on behalf of Tianhuamen, welcomes you all." arrival."

"As we all know, the Wanzong Conference is the century-old prosperity of my righteous way. You can represent each faction to fight, and you are all the elites of my righteous way in the future. It is a great honor for me, Tianhuamen, to be the host of this time."

In the school grounds, all the high-spirited young monks bowed their hands and said "dare not".

A smile appeared in Lord Yunyan's eyes, she flicked her sleeves, and countless phantoms of tokens appeared on the barrier on the school field, and said slowly: "Today, there are [-] tokens participating in the Wanzong Conference. Zero and ten people, this seat has five thousand tokens, whether you join forces or go alone, after an hour, those who have the tokens in their hands will automatically advance to the next round, and those who fail to grab the tokens will be out."

After saying that, Lord Yunyan pinched the orchid, and the next moment, the tokens fell from the sky and flew into the crowd.

"The first competition, start!"

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In the Tianfu Tower, in the confinement room, it was so quiet that only her breathing could be heard.

Xia Qi was sitting in the corner with her legs crossed, she looked down at the corner as far as she could see, she was so sad that she wanted to cry, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

At this moment, an anxious male voice came from outside the confinement room: "Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, are you okay?"

Xia Qi's eyes suddenly lit up, and she rushed to the door recklessly, but the sudden lighting of the restraint made her flinch her hands, and her palms turned red.But she still stubbornly pressed her hand on the prohibition on the door, as if only pain could make her realize something clearly.

"Brother God!"

"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid, I will definitely rescue you!"

Sadness appeared in Xia Qi's eyes, but she still couldn't shed a single tear.She shook her head and said sadly: "Don't go, Brother Tian, ​​if I find out what happened between you and me, Dad will kill you."

"I'm not afraid!" The voice outside the door resounded loudly, and said decisively, "You are the one who was obviously injured this time. Instead of seeking justice, he treated you like this. I, although my cultivation level is not high, I must not let it happen. The beloved woman suffers from these."

Xia Qi's heart was about to break, she firmly grasped the lapel of her chest, and said in a trembling voice: "It's not worth it, Xia Qi isn't worth it for you..."

Xia Qi's fingers were tightly clenched, she bit her lip, determination appeared in her eyes, and she said slowly: "Brother Tian, ​​if I am no longer the daughter of the Tower Master of Tianfu Pagoda, if I am not even a disciple of Tianhuamen, Will you... will you still treat me as before?"

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