Xianzun, your magic weapon has escaped again

Despite fierce resistance, Mu Chongzi was still unable to resist the power, and Bai Xingyuan took Mu Chongzi to the Qintang studio dedicated to practicing piano.

There were only the two of them in the whole study room, Mu Chongzi sat in front of a heavy guqin, and stared at Bai Xingyuan opposite.

He held on to the last bottom line, dying, "You leave a book out, I can teach myself!"

Bai Xingyuan 1 did not believe it, "I am afraid you will sleep."

Mu Chongzi raised her chin, "How is it possible, am I the kind of perfunctory person?"

"You are." Bai Xingyuan nodded without hesitation, and said firmly, "If not, how do you explain your behavior just now?"

Mu Chongzi: "..."

Mu Chongzi said confidently, "I'm teaching them new knowledge."

Bai Xingyuan didn't argue with him, put down a book for him, stood up and said: "You can study by yourself, but you can't finish this book today, don't take a step out of this room door, I will guard outside, you You can try to go out through Yin and Yang, your bracelet will tell me your position."

He flicked his sleeves, turned around and went out. When the door was closed, there was a sound of locking, which arrogantly showed the other party's determination.

Mu Chongzi: "..."

I want to beat people everyday.

He picked up the piano score in great pain, and when he opened it, he saw that it was full of ancient Chinese prose, his eyes were almost dark.

Wouldn't it be nice to learn how to use a knife and a sword to hit someone with a brick?Why do you have to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

When he was a child, he hated these things. It was because his parents thought that a nobleman must have two-handed talents, so they resorted to various means to force him to learn the piano for a few days, and only memorized a few staves. His talent has always been extremely talented, and he has a photographic memory, which has been remembered until now, and it’s just a matter of bluffing people. It’s impossible for him to comprehend it by himself.

Holding the book in his hand, he stared blankly for a while, then looked at the locked door, and slowly made up his mind.

That's all, let's fight!

Bai Xingyuan has been standing outside the door.

He was really worried about his senior brother.

When the two of them were in class together before, Mu Chongzi hated learning these things so much, so she came up with another trick, sleeping with her eyes open in class, harassing others to help him with homework after class, and in the end even the teacher was harassed by him, he respects his wife To check homework, he pulled out other brothers to block the car.

Lord Baiyun: "Is he learning well?"

Everyone: "Okay, very good, number one in the school!"

Master Baiyun Mountain: "Is he listening carefully in class?"

The teacher who was harassed: "...very serious!" Sleeping.

Master Baiyun Mountain was satisfied, and was proud of such an excellent apprentice. He praised everyone, and his face almost froze when he heard it.

After a year like this, at the end of the class, the master of Baiyun Mountain brought the Taoist couple to listen to the apprentice playing the piano.

Then I heard a magic sound filled my ears.

The couple was so angry that they almost went to heaven in place.

As long as it is a class he doesn't want to attend, he can always make countless moths. In the end, he wins all of them, but they are all miserable victories. Every time, he will be chased and killed by his master and mother all over Baiyun Mountain.

He always had a premonition that he might fail this time as well.

But there is no one in there who can be troubled by him, and he can't get out of this room without finishing his studies, so he can't still play tricks, right?

Always feel a little uneasy.

He thought for a while, opened the door and took a look inside, and saw a person sitting in front of the piano case, holding a book in one hand, and fiddled with the strings with the other hand, apparently still studying hard.

so good?

What's going on, even more uneasy?

Bai Xingyuan closed the door slowly, and frowned, feeling strange.

Brother is studying hard, why am I so worried?

He slowly closed his eyes, and while guarding the door, circulated spiritual energy to heal his wounds. After an hour passed, he couldn't help but open his eyes, and opened the door to take a look. The senior brother was still studying hard.

Very good today.

Satisfied, Bai Xingyuan continued to close her eyes to heal her injuries.

Another two hours passed this time, and it was almost time for dinner. He took out the dinner he had prepared earlier in the morning from the storage ring that could freeze time. It still looked like it was prepared earlier in the morning, emitting a hot aroma.

He opened the door with his meal and walked in, saying: "After studying for several hours, you are tired, let's eat some food first."

Mu Chongzi didn't seem to hear it, ignored it, and still played with the strings, with exactly the same posture and movements, even the sound of the strings was repeated.

Bai Xingyuan: "..."

I have a very bad feeling.

He put the meal on the table, walked over, squatted down and looked at him carefully.

The player who played the piano still played on his own, without even looking at him.

Bai Xingyuan slowly stretched out a finger and poked him lightly.

With a "bang", the man fell to the ground with his strength, his posture remained unchanged, and his fingers were still moving back and forth in mid-air.

Bai Xingyuan's eyelids twitched, and she felt strangely at ease in her heart—this was the senior brother I was familiar with.

He took a deep breath, put his finger on him, and checked the situation.

The body is the deity, just cast a small spell, repeating a certain movement, the soul... slipped away.

I don't know when it slipped away.

Because he had a bracelet on his hand, it could be positioned but couldn't be taken off, so the golden cicada simply shed its shell.

Bai Xingyuan: "..."

it is good.

well.

very good.

Don't let me catch you, catch you and you're done!

Ahhhhhhh so angry!

*****

In a forest somewhere in Baiyun Mountain, a purple transparent lotus lantern floats leisurely in the mid-air, looking for the uninhabited Xiaolufei. It looks like a ghostly ghost in this deep mountain and dense forest.

A few disciples accidentally saw it, and exclaimed "Ah", "Ghost!"

Then instead of advancing, retreat, boom boom rush up to catch the ghost!

The flame of the lotus lantern flickered a few times, drifted faster, and disappeared after a few sharp turns.

The disciples didn't catch it for a while, and they were quite puzzled, "Where did you run?"

A group of people wandered around and started looking for ghosts.

The real "ghost" has already run to a cliff.

He vaguely heard the sound of a flute, sobbing and sobbing, with a feeling of bleakness and loneliness, which made people feel sad in their hearts.

A person who can play this kind of flute sound must have a very complicated past, Mu Chongzi became curious, and floated along with the flute sound, and unknowingly floated to the cliff, a flute more than [-] meters long The tall and huge sycamore tree stands there, with ice jade as its branches and green leaves billowing. It is full of clusters of light white sycamore flowers, which shake slowly with the breeze on the top of the mountain, which is very beautiful.

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and a voice rang out, "Who?"

It's Tuyin's voice.

The flame of the wick of the purple lotus lamp jumped, the purple light flashed, and it turned into a human form, saying: "It's me."

The branches and leaves of the sycamore tree swayed, and a figure jumped down from the dense bushes. It was Tu Yin who talked about memories with him last night.

He looked at Mu Chongzi's illusory and transparent figure curiously, and asked in confusion, "Why did you only escape with your soul? What about your body?"

Mu Chongzi paused, skipped this dangerous topic, and said: "It's not convenient to come out of the main body, but the soul is out for a while, I heard you playing the flute, come and have a look."

Tu Yin only thought about it for a while and knew what his so-called "inconvenience to come out" was. He couldn't help being a little funny, and didn't expose him. He nodded and said, "I'm playing the flute. I'm waiting for someone."

Mu Chongzi raised her eyebrows, "Waiting for someone? Who is it?"

"My lover." Tu Yin lowered his head and played with the flute in his hand, his voice was a little low, "I lost him, and I have been waiting for him to come to me, but I have waited for 1000 years, and he has not come back."

Mu Chongzi didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

If you haven't come back for 1000 years, the biggest possibility is that the other party is dead.

Tu Yin quickly waved the disappointment aside, raised his hand and tapped on the majestic tree with his flute, and said with a smile, "Do you think I look good when I bloom?"

Mu Chongzi looked up and saw that the [-]-meter-high giant tree was covered with clusters of small white flowers, almost turning the whole tree into a flower tree, which was amazing.

He nodded, "It's nice."

Tu Yin looked up at the top of the tree, with a gentle smile like a spring breeze, "He is an ice phoenix, he likes me to bloom, he likes to make a nest on me, because he is very big, so he always wanted to make a big nest, unfortunately My tree trunk thousands of years ago was only more than 30 meters high, far from enough to make his body roll around wantonly, he could only shrink his body to make a small nest, but now I have grown up!"

He smiled a little mischievously, with a bit of anticipation in his sweetness, "It took me 1000 years to grow up to this size. If he comes back now, I can make him a big nest that is big enough for him to roll around. I bloom every day, every day. Long body, he likes me growing tall and blooming so much, he will definitely come back!"

His smile is gentle without a trace of haze, like the warm sun in spring, warm and soft, just like how he feels.

Mu Chongzi watched and smiled, "Well, you will definitely wait for him."

Tu Yin shook his head with a smile, "It doesn't matter if I can't wait, I can go out to find him in another three months."

Mu Chongzi wondered, "Why must it take three months?"

Tu Yin paused, sighed softly, and said slowly: "Thousands of years ago, during the battle between immortals and demons, the blood emperor came to invade Baiyun Mountain. He and I had to split up to meet the enemy. Since then, he has disappeared. I haven't seen him before. Through the Taoist companion contract, I can feel that he is still alive. There must be something wrong on the way to Nirvana. I don't know what happened. I was also seriously injured in that battle. After I woke up, the main body had already merged with Baiyun Mountain's mountain protection array."

He turned around, touched the hard bark of the sycamore tree, and said softly: "Xiaobai told me that my body was almost unable to survive, and he had no choice but to embed me in the eye of the mountain protection formation, and use the strength of the formation to protect me. My body, it took many years for me to wake up, but the injury was too serious, and I had to rely on the mountain protection array to recover. 1000 years is the shortest time. Wait for another three months, and I will be able to fully recover. "

Mu Chongzi suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

Tuyin smiled, and the anticipation in his eyes almost overflowed, "In three months, I will be able to go out to find him, and I will be able to see him soon!"

Mu Chongzi was also happy for him, "He must be waiting for you too."

Tuyin gave a "hmm", with a smile all over his face, and greeted him like a junior, "Come and sit on the tree, let's chat for a while."

The two sat on the tree together, watching the birth and death of Yuntao in front of them, and chatted for a long time.

Talk about that silly phoenix that can’t even find the way home; chat about Tuyin’s love to cry when he was a child and road-crazy, whenever he lost his way, he would just sit there and cry, it’s the silly phoenix who came to him; talk about how they were often chased by monks because of identity issues They ran away, and were finally picked up and raised by the owner of Baiyun Mountain at that time; talking about their relationship with Baiyun Mountain...

"I feel very comfortable here. I have experienced three mountain masters, and each mountain master is not a pedantic person, and he can treat both immortals and demons peacefully." Tu Yin said, "Including Xiaobai, he is a He is a very outstanding mountain master, and also the first mountain master to reach the realm of harmony in more than 3 years."

He tilted his head to look at Mu Chongzi, blinked his eyes, and asked with a narrow smile, "What do you think of him?"

Just as Mu Chongzi was about to speak, Tu Yin added, "I want to hear the truth."

Mu Chongzi slowly swallowed the official statement that came to his lips, thought for a while, and said: "Strong strength, but very domineering, very unreasonable, bad temper, a bit extreme, simple and rude behavior, can crush you with strength I don’t want to spend too much time on the matter of pressure, but it’s still principled.”

A white-clothed and snow-haired figure flitted across the sky, and was about to come down to ask Tu Yin if he had seen his senior brother, when he heard the following words.

He stopped his figure, stood there for a while, and floated near the plane tree with his breath hidden.

After hearing his harsh evaluation, Tu Yin had a hard time resisting the urge to laugh, and asked as calmly as possible: "Then do you hate him?"

Mu Chongzi raised her head and pondered for a while, then suddenly curled her lips slightly, and said, "I don't hate it."

The man under the tree slowly relaxed his tightly clenched fingers, and lifted the corners of his tightly pursed lips a little.

Tu Yin asked with a smile: "You don't hate him for controlling you like this?"

Mu Chongzi supported the tree trunk with one hand, and smiled softly, "I can still tell the difference between right and wrong. He is doing it for my own good, and I am too lazy to move. I can't blame him. After all..." He paused, half a smile but not a smile "I shouldn't hate him, right?"

One sentence shocked the two people on the tree and under the tree to thump!

Before they could say a word, Mu Chongzi turned back as if nothing had happened, looked at the sea of ​​clouds rising and falling in front of him, and said: "Since he has no malicious intentions and is always looking out for my own good, why should I hate him?"

Tu Yin tried her best to suppress the change in her complexion, and smiled calmly, "Yes."

He couldn't help but glanced at the people around him again, and murmured in his heart.

As Xiaobai said, Xiaozi has always been smart, and they have so many flaws, it is impossible for him to have no doubts at all, but it should be a while before he guesses the truth, and now he has guessed it?Still cheating on me?

He was a little surprised, but Xiao Zi didn't say anything, and he didn't point it out, so the atmosphere was a little silent for a while.

"You should go back."

A voice came from the bottom of the tree.

The two people on the tree were startled, and immediately looked down, and saw a white-clothed and snow-haired figure standing there quietly, his eyes slightly raised, looking in their direction.

Mu Chongzi was startled, and immediately had the urge to run away—he never forgot how he got out!

Bai Xingyuan's next move stopped his impulse.

With a flick of his sleeves, he took out a familiar body from the small world, and then... hugged it horizontally.

Princess hug!

Then Youyou raised her eyes and said, "I really want to take you back like this, what do you think?"

I don't think so.

I don't want the whole Baiyun Mountain people to come up with the story of "818 I and the mountain owner two or three things".

Mu Chongzi was extremely helpless and turned into a lamp, slowly drifting back into her body.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Bai Xingyuan had already put him on the ground.

He moved his body, looked up at Tu Yin, and said, "Then I'll take my leave first, see you another day."

Tu Yin smiled and waved to him, "Go ahead, remember to soften your attitude, maybe you can have a better time tonight."

Mu Chongzi: "..."

Mu Chongzi turned and left with a numb face, followed closely by Bai Xingyuan.

After leaving the range of Zuoyun Peak where Tuyin is located, Bai Xingyuan suddenly said, "Some people should have left, but they were forced to stay by the troubles of the world."

Mu Chongzi gave a "hmm" and looked at him suspiciously, "Who are you talking about?"

Bai Xingyuan just shook her head and said, "Don't get too close to that tree."

Mu Chongzi was taken aback, "I think he's pretty good."

Bai Xingyuan looked ahead without explaining, but said, "You can touch anyone in Baiyun Mountain, but don't touch him." He paused, looked sideways at him, and said, "I'm afraid you will be sad then."

Mu Chongzi asked suspiciously, "Why do you say that?"

Bai Xingyuan didn't answer.

They walked for a long time, until they arrived at Yunwei Palace, Bai Xingyuan paused and said a word suddenly.

"What you see isn't necessarily what's real," he said.

There was a slight sigh in the cold tone.

Mu Chongzi was stunned.

Before he could understand this sentence, Bai Xingyuan's tone changed, and he said again: "You skipped class for a day today, and you didn't learn any of the lessons. I will teach you personally tonight."

He squinted his eyes at him, paused every word, and said loudly, "I will teach you very seriously, and I will never let go of any mistakes!"

Mu Chongzi: "..."

It's been a miserable night tonight.

Night fell quickly, but the atmosphere in the study of Yunlan Palace was oppressive.

"Press the strings with the left hand to get the sound, play the strings with the right hand to get the sound, don't mix the left and right hands! It's wrong!"

Bai Xingyuan took a ruler and tapped Mu Chongzi's left index finger, "Don't move this hand, hold down the string that needs to be played, and play the eight-way with the right hand, I will demonstrate it again, you watch."

Standing behind Mu Chongzi, he leaned down slightly, with his chest pressed against his back, his fingers moved lightly on the strings, and a few melodious piano sounds came at his fingertips.

He tilted his head slightly and said, "Will you meet?"

The icy cold breath breathed out beside her ear, which made her skin a little sensitive, and the deep panting/breathing in the previous dream flashed across Mu Chongzi's mind, and her whole body shuddered.

He pressed his trembling fingers as hard as he could, leaned forward calmly, and said, "Yes, I will try."

Bai Xingyuan slowly straightened her body.

Mu Chongzi's talent is extremely high, and he can learn a little bit. If he has the patience to learn something quickly, Bai Xingyuan can basically master it after only teaching it once, and the rest is proficiency.

Bai Xingyuan nodded, and said: "Practice this piece tonight, you can go back to sleep, and now you can move your body."

Mu Chongzi stretched slowly, and was about to get up, but because of sitting for a long time, her legs were sore and limp, she couldn't stand firmly, her body staggered, and she subconsciously supported the bookshelf on one side. He steadied himself, but smashed a few books on the bookshelf to the ground.

"Sorry!" He apologized, bent down to pick up an open book, and was about to close the book when his eyes flickered past the content on it, and he was stunned.

At the bottom of this page is a sentence outlined in red cinnabar:

Chigui: It is because of a strong obsession that he survives in the world, but he doesn't know himself...

The following words are obscured by a page of folded triangles.

This page should have been flipped by people often, the page is very old and thin, and the footer of the page was folded into a triangle, no wonder it just hit this page when it fell.

He instinctively felt that this sentence was very important, and was about to turn to the next page when he was blocked by a hand.

Bai Xingyuan said lightly: "You won't want to know later."

He snatched the book with a slightly tough attitude, closed the pages, and two words were impressively printed on the old cover: ghosts said.

Mu Chongzi frowned subconsciously, for some reason, he was inexplicably concerned about the sentence he just saw.

He asked, "Idiot? Why do you see this kind of ghost? What's so special about him?"

Bai Xingyuan put the book back on the shelf, and with a wave of her sleeve, the books on the ground were automatically put back on the shelf. She looked out of the window and said, "There is a ghost in this mountain."

Mu Chongzi raised his eyebrows, "I thought evil spirits like ghosts shouldn't appear in a holy place like Baiyun Mountain."

"That ghost is a bit special." Bai Xingyuan said, "I want to protect him, at least I want to wait until his wish is fulfilled before letting him go."

Mu Chongzi was taken aback, then narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Bai Xingyuan said: "Take a break and continue playing the piano."

When Mu Chongzi came out of Yunlan Palace's study room, it was already midnight.

The white lion was guarding the door of the study, and seeing him coming out, it immediately flew over with flapping wings, its waist shortened, and it was ready to carry people.

Mu Chongzi patted its head with a smile, turned over and sat on it, the white lion flapped its wings cheerfully and flew towards Yunwei Palace.

The cool night wind blows towards the face, making people's thoughts clearer than ever before.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about what Bai Xingyuan said today.

It seems that ever since he met Tu Yin, what he said was somewhat specious.

Some people should have left, but were forcibly left behind by the turmoil in the world.

Don't get in too much contact with that tree, I'm afraid you will be sad.

There is a ghost in this mountain.

Chigui: It is because of a strong obsession that he survives in the world, but he doesn't know himself...

Don't know yourself what?

What is the content behind?

Mu Chongzi let out a soft "tsk", feeling that she had vaguely touched the truth, but because of a thin membrane blocking it, she was still unable to pass through.

Is Tuyin a ghost?

But he is obviously living well, the sycamore is blooming so brightly and beautifully, the tree has grown a lot taller in the past thousand years, and he can touch the bodhi seed that destroys evil spirits, he doesn't look like a ghost at all.Come

After a person dies, their souls go to the Underworld to be reincarnated. Ghosts that can survive in this world have their own chances. He has seen a few of them in the past ten years, and all of them are full of Yin Qi, which can't hide the gloomy feeling at all. ghostly.

How could Tuyin be a ghost?

Since it's not him, who is the idiot?

What is Bai Xingyuan hiding?

He rubbed the space between his brows, planning to investigate slowly tomorrow.

Tuyin gave him a very good feeling, very warm and soft, even though he only met him for an afternoon, he didn't want anything to happen to such a beautiful person.

One night passed in the blink of an eye, and the next morning, Bai Xingyuan read that he had a late rest last night, so he was given half a day off to copy scriptures in the afternoon.

Mu Zhongzi woke up at dawn, and flew all the way to Zuoyun Peak where Tuyin was, and saw the giant tree with a height of [-] meters from a distance. He accelerated, and before he fell on the tree, a white line appeared in the air. The shadow flashed by, hugged him by the waist, and led him back for a long distance.

Mu Chongzi looked back, it was Bai Xingyuan.

He took Mu Chongzi back into the clouds, covered himself with the clouds, and then let him go, saying: "Don't bother him at this time, he is very uncomfortable."

Mu Chongzi looked over suspiciously, and saw that the entire [-]-meter giant tree was shaking, not like being blown by the wind, but more like trembling.

He couldn't help but flew forward a little distance, "He is..."

"The ice crystal sycamore tree belongs to yin, and the sunrise is the time when yang qi breaks through all obstacles, and it is also the time when he is in the most pain." Bai Xingyuan explained softly, paused, and then said, "He was not like this before, it was the fairy tale scene thousands of years ago. The Demon War injured Yuan Yuan, he couldn't bear the baptism of the sunrise, but in order to grow taller, he insisted on staying here."

Mu Chongzi felt helpless at the same time, "He did this to make his phoenix live more comfortably on his body."

Bai Xingyuan nodded, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't touch his branches and leaves, the soul and body are fine, but physical/body contact will aggravate his pain."

Mu Chongzi nodded, expressing his understanding.

Bai Xingyuan didn't want him to torture himself by looking at a painful tree, so she brought him near Xianyun Peak and said, "You can let the white lion take you around, I have something else to do, see you in the study this afternoon."

Mu Chongzi let out a "hmm".

Bai Xingyuan left quickly.

Mu Chongzi looked around and flew towards the exit decisively.

What do you want the white lion to do?Put a monitor around yourself?He wants to try to see if he can get out of Baiyun Mountain. It is really too painful to go to class every day. He will be arrested in Baiyun Mountain, but he will never be arrested if he goes out.

...Although there is a high probability that it will still be possible, who knows that the bracelet is still in his hand!

I just went for a stroll and didn't run.

Just scouting the trail.

He flew towards the exit confidently, and the disciples he met on the way looked at him curiously, and did not strike up a conversation rashly, and all the way to the mountain gate went smoothly.

Then he was ruthlessly stopped by the mountain guard array.

This formation is quite special, it can block the yin and yang, step on his deadly point, and can't get out at all.

Mu Chongzi looked at the thin barrier in front of her eyes, poked it with her hand, and was bounced back, no matter how many times she tried, she wished she could chop it up with a knife.

That's all, what should I cut for other people's formations.

He sighed in frustration, and was about to turn around and walk back, when suddenly a voice sounded behind him, "Xiao Zi?"

Mu Chongzi was stunned, and when she looked back, she saw a man in Tsing Yi walking towards him in the distance, with a handsome and gentle face, in his 20s, with a kind smile on his face, looking at him with a smile.

He wondered, "Are you calling me?"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and nodded, "Of course, can Xiao Zi come out? I have something to tell you."

Mu Chongzi felt that his smile was a bit of an eyesore. He was used to seeing the sincere and eager smiles of the Baiyun Mountain group, and he could almost tell the calculation in this person's smile at a glance. What's more, he didn't know the man across from him at all, and the other's familiar tone It made him inexplicably disgusted, and he was not very polite to speak, "Who are you? What are you going to say? I think it's the same here."

"I am Xiao Changqing, the lord of Qingwu Mountain, and I want to say something very important." Xiao Changqing smiled, "The people in Baiyun Mountain must have not told you the truth, come out with me, and I will tell you what you want to know." He After a pause, the smile deepened, "All."

Mu Chongzi squinted her eyes, said "Oh" meaningfully, and said, "What do you know? Tell me, if I don't have a hook, I can't get out."

Xiao Changqing shook his head helplessly, thinking that he had expected him to say that, looked at him lovingly, and lowered his voice slightly, "For example... I am your father."