I just want to be beautiful after transmigrating into Xiuxianwen

Cheng Jieyu waited outside the house for half an hour, and finally there was movement in Sheng Yunxiao's house.

The door was opened, but what came out was not Sheng Yunxiao, nor the head couple who healed him, but an old man in white clothes and long beard.

"Senior?" Cheng Jieyu was extremely surprised.

Isn't the old man in front of him the senior who gave him the book yesterday?

Left Elder Chang Zhengqing and Right Elder Feng Yiwei also widened their eyes in shock when they saw the old man, as if they didn't know that the old man was also in the house.

The two hurriedly cupped their hands to salute, but they were stopped by the old man's eyes.

Seeing Cheng Jieyu's red eyes, the old man touched his head, "Good boy, go in and have a look."

Cheng Jieyu didn't have time to think about it, he bowed and saluted before running into the house.

The couple in charge were still in the room. Sheng Yunxiao, who had just put him in a coma, lay down. When he saw Cheng Jieyu running in, Fang Lijin hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, it's all right now."

Cheng Jieyu looked at Sheng Yunxiao who was lying on the bed. He was asleep at the moment, his breathing was steady, but he seemed to have sweated a lot, and the blindfolded white silk and temple hair were wet with sweat. It was hard to imagine how much pain he had just experienced. .

Cheng Jieyu grabbed Fang Lijin's hand, choked with sobs and asked in a low voice: "Didn't the uncle be healed when he left the customs? Why is it still like this?"

Fang Lijin sighed softly, and glanced at Wen Hongxi who was at the side, "Your master and I were also lied to by him."

Wen Hongxi frowned and glanced at the unconscious Sheng Yunxiao, angry and helpless, he turned and left the room.

Cheng Jieyu was puzzled, and looked at Fang Lijin ignorantly.

Fang Lijin explained: "He left the customs early, and his injury didn't heal at all, but he was afraid that we would be worried, so he concealed it from us, and healed his injury in secret. I don't know what kind of stimulation I received today, and my mind was unstable, so I sent you a letter Master please help."

After hearing this, Cheng Jieyu felt angry and helpless, feeling that Sheng Yunxiao didn't cherish himself too much.

"What about now? Is Uncle Master okay?" He sniffed and asked in a muffled voice.

"Yeah." Fang Lijin hugged him gently, and patted his back, "It's all right now."

"Really? There won't be another recurrence?" Cheng Jieyu's eyes became hot, and he raised his hand to wipe his eyes.

"No more." Fang Lijin took out the handkerchief in his sleeve and handed it to him.

"What about the uncle's eyes?" Cheng Jieyu asked nervously while tugging at the handkerchief.

Fang Lijin's expression changed, and he shook his head regretfully.

Cheng Jieyu's eyes were red again, but he took two deep breaths to stabilize his emotions, "I see... When will Uncle Master wake up?"

"Don't worry, he has to take it easy, he will wake up when it's time to wake up." Fang Lijin patted him on the shoulder, "Today you watch him first, the alchemy class in the afternoon will not be there."

Cheng Jieyu nodded quickly: "Well, I will take good care of my uncle."

Fang Lijin didn't ask him to see her off, she left the house by herself, and left with Wen Hongxi and others.

Cheng Jieyu stayed in the house to take care of Sheng Yunxiao.Seeing that the other party's face was covered with sweat, he fetched a basin of hot water and wiped Sheng Yunxiao's face.

Although the physique of a cultivator is stronger than that of ordinary people, the uncle is currently weak, and if he is not healthy, he will get sick.

What's more, it's uncomfortable to fall asleep covered in sweat.

Cheng Jieyu remembered that Sheng Yunxiao, like him, preferred to wash with water rather than clean dust, so he thought he had to wipe his uncle's whole body.

He put the water basin at the end of the bed, knelt down on the edge of the bed and put down the bed curtain, then gently lifted Sheng Yunxiao's head, and untied the ribbon that tied his eyes.

Sheng Yunxiao fell asleep with his eyes closed, but he frowned the moment the ribbon was untied.

Cheng Jieyu immediately turned his head to check the drawn bed curtain, then bent down to block part of the light.

He couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his uncle's brow, then cupped his face with both hands and touched it distressedly.

Uncle Shi's facial features are like divine creations, brow bone, nose bridge, eye shape, lip peak, all are perfect.

Especially the eyes, Cheng Jieyu touched his eyelashes, imagining how his uncle's eyes are intact, and felt a little sad.

He sighed softly, turned his head to tighten the veil at the end of the bed, and gently wiped Sheng Yunxiao's face.

After wiping his face, Cheng Jieyu went to pour water, washed the blindfolded ribbon, and hung it on the window sill to dry.

Then he changed a basin of water into the bed curtain, hesitated, and reached out to Sheng Yunxiao's belt.

Uncle Shi, this disciple just wants to wipe your body, nothing else.

Eh?I didn't have any other intentions at all. How do you say it seems to be plotting something wrong?

The uncle is in a coma, how can I still be greedy for the beauty of the uncle?

However, as soon as he reached out and grabbed Sheng Yunxiao's belt, a hand grabbed his wrist.

"Uncle!" Cheng Jieyu raised his head in surprise, and met Shang Sheng Yunxiao's eyes that had just opened, "You're awake!"

Those eyes, though out of focus, did open.

Cheng Jieyu held Sheng Yunxiao's hand instead, knelt down beside Sheng Yunxiao's pillow, and asked in a low voice but eagerly: "Uncle, how are you? How do you feel? Is there any pain?"

Sheng Yunxiao frowned fiercely, withdrew the hand he was holding, and raised it to cover his eyes.

Cheng Jieyu immediately got up and tightened the bed curtain a little more, leaving no gaps for light to pass through.At the same time, he knelt down and breathed lightly, not daring to make any more noise.

It's just... He looked at Sheng Yunxiao's hand with the palm facing up. It turned out that it wasn't his illusion just now. There was indeed a horizontal scar on the palm of Sheng Yunxiao's right hand, as if injured by a sharp weapon. If he didn't look carefully, he thought it was the palm print of a severed palm.

He didn't pay attention to the palm of the uncle's palm before, and he didn't know about it at all. He just held the uncle's hand and felt the existence of the scar.

With Master Uncle's ability, it is impossible for ordinary minor wounds to leave scars, and even if they do, they can be repaired with elixir.It can be seen that the scar on the palm of my uncle's hand is not unusual.

Cheng Jieyu stared at the scar in a daze, but Sheng Yunxiao put down his hand and "looked" at Cheng Jieyu.

Cheng Jieyu knelt down next to Sheng Yunxiao's pillow again, getting very close, breathing on his face, "Master, are you feeling better?"

"En." Sheng Yunxiao turned his face away and responded softly, his voice was hoarse and deep.

Hearing the answer, Cheng Jieyu was relieved a little, and then discussed kindly in a low voice: "You sweated a lot just now, let me wipe you off."

"..." Sheng Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief, "No need."

He sat up and groped around with his head down.

Cheng Jieyu seemed to know what he was looking for, and immediately got out of bed and brought the white ribbon.

With a hook of Sheng Yunxiao's finger, a white ribbon flew over to cover his eyes.

It feels warm to the touch, and there is less moisture, and you can smell the aroma of saponins and the smell of sunshine...

Seeing that he didn't move, Cheng Jieyu was suddenly a little unsure. Could it be that the uncle doesn't like him moving the ribbon?

Just when he was wondering whether he would be scolded, Sheng Yunxiao got off the bed and walked to the clean room without saying anything.

"Uncle, do you want to take a bath?" Cheng Jieyu followed, "I help you—ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Sheng Yunxiao slammed the door of the clean room, and Cheng Jieyu knocked on it before he could stop.

In the clean room, Sheng Yunxiao stopped when he heard Cheng Jieyu's screams, and couldn't help looking out.

I saw Cheng Jieyu rubbing his forehead while gasping, his eyes were red, but he didn't shed tears.

It doesn't look like it was knocked hard.

He relieved himself and went inside to take a bath.

……

Cheng Jieyu stood guard outside, waiting for Sheng Yunxiao to come out to meet him.

Seeing that the other party's blindfolded ribbon was slightly wet, and his long hair was still dripping, he hurriedly said, "Uncle Master, let me wipe your hair. Otherwise, you will catch a cold easily--infected by wind and cold."

Sheng Yunxiao: "..."

He's not that weak.

But he "saw" the obvious nervousness and worry in Cheng Jieyu's eyes, so he didn't refuse.

Cheng Jieyu immediately climbed up the pole, "I'll go get the handkerchief."

He asked Sheng Yunxiao to sit on the bed, and he knelt down beside him, put down the bed curtain, untied the silk ribbon from the other side's blindfold, and wiped his hair.

The atmosphere in the bed tent gradually became secretive and warm.

Cheng Jieyu's movements were very gentle, and he asked the other party from time to time if he was in pain.

Sheng Yunxiao moved his lips, wanting to remind him that he could try to run the aura to dry out the moisture, so that it would dry faster.

But he swallowed the words again, and just sat quietly, feeling the dim light peeking in from outside the bed curtain, and slowly closed his eyes.

The temperature is high at noon, and even thick hair is almost dry.

Cheng Jieyu threw away the veil and combed Sheng Yunxiao's hair. He didn't tie his hair up, but let it loose, and then picked up the blindfolded ribbon to tie it on for him.

As soon as he got closer, Sheng Yunxiao suddenly opened his eyes, facing Cheng Jieyu who was close at hand.

Even though he knew that the other party could not see him, Cheng Jieyu's heart skipped a beat, and his heart skipped a beat.

He avoided the other party's sight in a panic, covered the other party's eyes with a white ribbon, and tied a knot indiscriminately.

"Okay." After tying it up, he breathed a sigh of relief, got up and opened the bed curtain.

He turned to look at Sheng Yunxiao, who also looked at him through his soul.

Then Sheng Yunxiao waved to him.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Jieyu stepped forward and leaned over to look at him.

Sheng Yunxiao raised his hand to touch his forehead, Cheng Jieyu hissed, and immediately covered his forehead.

"It's blue." Sheng Yunxiao said.

Cheng Jieyu covered his forehead and murmured, "It's because you threw the door in my face."

Sheng Yunxiao was startled, slightly, slightly raised the corners of his lips, then made a jade bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Cheng Jieyu, "Wipe."

Cheng Jieyu took the jade bottle, pursed his lips and snorted, and became so proud of his favor, he knelt down in front of Sheng Yunxiao boldly, and put the jade bottle back into the opponent's hand, "Wipe it for me."

Sheng Yunxiao held the jade bottle and hesitated for a moment, originally wanted him to wipe it himself, if he did it, he could use his spiritual power to dispel the blood stasis, why would he need this thing?

However, he pulled Cheng Jieyu up and sat next to him, opened the jade bottle, poured out a little milky white medicine grease on his fingertips, and gently rubbed it on his forehead.

Cheng Jieyu closed his eyes subconsciously, and the medicinal oil had a fragrance of flowers and trees, which felt moist and cool to the touch, very comfortable.

But as the other party rubbed and pressed with spiritual energy, his forehead began to burn hotly. Cheng Jieyu couldn't help but grabbed the other party's wrist and opened his eyes.

"Pain?" Sheng Yunxiao asked him.

Cheng Jieyu shook his head and let go of the opponent's wrist.Sheng Yunxiao continued to massage the wound, Cheng Jieyu did not close his eyes this time.

Eyes are an important window to express emotions, but at this moment, although Cheng Jieyu couldn't see his uncle's eyes, he could feel his uncle's concentration.

As if maintaining a precious and fragile item.

Cheng Jieyu's cheeks suddenly heated up, the roots of his ears felt hot, and he hurriedly lowered his eyes.

Fortunately, at this time Sheng Yunxiao withdrew his hand, "looked" at the boy's restored forehead, and stuffed the jade bottle into the boy's hand, "Put it away."

"Oh." Cheng Jieyu rubbed his forehead and stood up, "Uncle, are you hungry? I brought chickens and rabbits back——ah, you're already bigu."

He tilted his head for a moment, then asked again, "Do you want to try it?"

……

Fortunately, the delay was not long, and the chickens and rabbits brought back were not broken.

Cheng Jieyu picked up some plum blossom branches in the yard and set up a grill, put chickens and rabbits on the sticks, and took Sheng Yunxiao's charcoal for making tea, and grilled meat under the tree.

Sheng Yunxiao stood on the side and "watched" him busy, "When did you learn it?"

"Learned from Cang Ting." Cheng Jieyu took out a paper bag as if offering a treasure, "This is the spice I got from Cang Ting, it is very delicious."

Sheng Yunxiao did not show his expectation for the barbecue, but was silent for a while and asked him: "Did you have a good time with them?"

"It's okay." Cheng Jieyu was thinking, while turning the wooden stick with the roast chicken on it. Although he often ate barbecue with Cang Ting, he didn't feel that he and Cang Ting had much heart-to-heart.

Because they only have a common hobby, and they haven't had a deep understanding of other aspects.He wasn't even curious.

Cheng Jieyu "treats all his classmates equally", as long as there is no conflict when getting along, as for becoming a close friend, he has not thought that far ahead for the time being.

This is related to his previous experience.Although I had some friends when I was fat, they all thought he was generous, playful and good-tempered, but not many people really talked to each other.

There were even a few people who played well with him on the surface and didn't think he was fat, but they looked down on him a little bit in their bones, and after he lost weight, they liked to deliberately mention that he was fat, showing a superior attitude.

And after he lost weight, most of the new friends he made got along with him for a short time and failed to make friends.

So Cheng Jieyu is used to temporary friendship, and will not easily classify people as good friends.

But he suddenly remembered that this was the second time his uncle had asked him this question.

The last time I asked him if he likes to play with the elder brother.

Cheng Jieyu looked up at Sheng Yunxiao, "Uncle Master doesn't like me playing well with them?"

Sheng Yunxiao didn't expect him to ask such a question, and suddenly pursed his lips, "What if I don't like it?"

"Then I'll listen to Uncle Master." Cheng Jieyu put the grilled chicken on the grill and stood up, closing the distance with Sheng Yunxiao.

He looked at Sheng Yunxiao with clear eyes, "I don't need many friends, my uncle and Xuecha are enough for company."

If he thought that he might return to modern times at the beginning, so he deliberately kept a distance from other people, but now he actually has a vague premonition, knowing that he may not be able to go back.

He slowly accepted this reality, but for the time being, he still has no sense of belonging to this world, nor does he have the desire to make friends and show his strengths.

It's just that he can feel that he feels the most secure when he is with his uncle.

It's not that the master, mother, brothers and sisters treated him badly, but that only the uncle can give him that inexplicable feeling of peace of mind.

Hearing his answer, Sheng Yunxiao's "eyes" locked on him tightly, the blindfolded ribbon hid his surprise, and his voice sounded flat, "Really?"

"Unless my uncle finds me annoying and drives me away from Gui Xuefeng." Cheng Jieyu joked and said the truth, "Otherwise, I will definitely give you a pension."

Sheng Yunxiao: "..."

No matter how many times he heard the word "pension", the veins on his forehead would twitch lightly, and he was helpless.

"What if I ascend to the upper realm?" He paused and asked a new question.

Cheng Jieyu was taken aback suddenly, as if he had never thought about this question.

But he knew that with Sheng Yunxiao's strength, this was absolutely possible.

"No!" He was in a hurry, and he grabbed Sheng Yunxiao's sleeve tightly, "Uncle Master has to take me with him, and he is not allowed to go to the upper realm to enjoy the blessings alone."

Sheng Yunxiao laughed suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably.

He grabbed Cheng Jieyu's wrist with his backhand, "Then you have to work harder."

"Be diligent!" Cheng Jieyu gritted his teeth.

Since you want to stay in this world, you should practice if you have to.Otherwise, everyone will ascend to the upper realm in the future, and he is the only one waiting to die here, it would be so shameless.

"That's right." Cheng Jieyu grabbed Sheng Yunxiao's hand, "Uncle Master, help me."

He told Sheng Yunxiao about meeting Sun Yu today.

Sheng Yunxiao sneered lightly, and said: "There is nothing to be afraid of. In ten days, you will definitely defeat him."

"Really?! Master uncle has so much confidence in me?" Cheng Jieyu said happily.

"Ah."

Cheng Jieyu was so happy that his heart was full of joy, and his smile gave off a shallow pear dimple.

Pata—animal fat fell on the flame, making a "sizzling" sound, and Cheng Jieyu remembered that he was still roasting the chicken, so he squatted down and turned the chicken over.

Luckily it wasn't burnt.

Suddenly, there was a "heart-piercing" pig cry and a creaking arch from the room behind him.

"Snow tea!"

Cheng Jieyu hurriedly ran over to open his door, Xuecha jumped out and plunged into his arms, groaning.

It is a cub and sleeps for a long time every day.When Sheng Yunxiao sent Cheng Jieyu to morning class today, it was still sleeping in the room.Later, Sheng Yunxiao's injury recurred and he was too busy to take care of himself, so he forgot about it.

Xuecha actually woke up once in the middle of the journey, but she shivered from the strange and powerful aura outside the house, curled up in her den and fell asleep again.

Woke up now, heard the voices of Sheng Yunxiao and Cheng Jieyu outside, and immediately wanted to run out, but was blocked by the door.

Cheng Jieyu found that Xuecha's forehead was red, guessing that it was the arch just now, and felt distressed immediately.

He rubbed Xuecha's head with spiritual energy while comforting him in a warm voice: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, dad accidentally forgot you, the main reason is that your grandpa is not feeling well today, dad cared about him and didn't take care of you, I'm sorry."

Sheng Yunxiao: "..."

Following Cheng Jieyu's comforting movements, Xuecha quickly calmed down, nestling in his arms obediently and attached to him.Cheng Jieyu couldn't hold back and kissed it on the forehead, "Huh!"

Then he said proudly: "Go! Good boy! Dad will take you to eat meat!"

Sheng Yunxiao: "..."

This issue of seniority really needs to be corrected.

……

I still went to the afternoon alchemy course to catch the rain.

It was only after I went there that I found out that in just one noon, the news that Sun Yu was going to challenge him in the month-end assessment spread.

Fang Lijin asked him what was going on, and Cheng Jieyu thought that Sun Yu had doubted his wife, so he felt that his wife had the right to know, so he quietly told her.

He didn't think it was a complaint, what if Sun Yu used this to damage the reputation of his wife?You must be on guard in advance!

Fang Lijin didn't say anything when he found out, but told him not to have distracting thoughts and to prepare for the competition.

Ying Mugui and Lan Feiyu also knew about this matter, but after all, this matter was a "battle" among the inner disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect, and they were not good for outsiders to discuss it.

So they just expressed their support for Cheng Jieyu on behalf of individuals, hoping that he can win.

Fang Yao, the eighth senior sister, also supported Cheng Jieyu, and said that she would get some tickling fans to help him vent his anger in private.

When Cheng Jieyu read the original book, he knew that Fang Yao, the eighth senior sister, often had weird ideas, and immediately got together with her to make itchy fans with great interest.

Although he wouldn't use this thing to tease Sun Yu, but he couldn't help being curious and wanted to play with it.

"Why didn't Fourth Senior Sister come today?" Cheng Jieyu didn't see Qi Yunxiu, so he asked Fang Yao in a low voice.

"Senior Sister is helping Master guard the alchemy furnace in the Yaolu." Fang Yao replied in a low voice, "Master Uncle Yunxiao's injury has relapsed, and Master intends to refine some Yangyuan Pills for him."

The recurrence of Sheng Yunxiao's injury has not been rumored, but the direct disciples in the sect naturally know about it.

The Yangyuan Pill that Fang Lijin refined for Sheng Yunxiao was at least level three or higher, unlike the first-level elixir they practiced now, which could be refined in an hour or two, and someone had to watch the pill furnace, so don't be careless.

"So that's how it is." Cheng Jieyu said in a low voice, "Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. and Fourth Senior Sister."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fang Yao looked at Cheng Jieyu strangely, and muttered, "Uncle Yunxiao is not your uncle alone. Although you are taking care of him at Gui Xuefeng, we will do something for him." Shouldn't it be hard work? What kind of hard work is this?"

Cheng Jieyu: "..."

Yes, the uncle is not his uncle alone, why does he thank the uncle as if he owes a favor?

Wouldn't it be stupid to knock on the door today?

……

After school, Wen Jingzhi and the others came over and gave Cheng Jieyu a sword.

Wen Jingzhi said: "This is the sword you used when we first learned swordsmanship. You were not in good health at the time, and this sword was not of much use. Now that you are at the second level of the Lingtai, you should be able to start learning again."

The original owner did have such a sword in his memory.

Because the patriarch of the Fuyun Nine Heavens Sect entered Taoism with the sword, almost all the disciples who worshiped him also learned swordsmanship.Passed down from generation to generation, Jiuxiaozong has accumulated many swordsmanship moves and mental techniques, which are regarded as treasures and passed down from generation to generation.

However, the senior brothers and sisters in front of Cheng Jieyu have already learned their tricks. With their own weapons, the seventh and eighth senior brothers can immediately unload the ordinary disciple swords and have their own sabers. Only he has to take this beginner's sword. Weapons are learned from scratch.

However, Cheng Jieyu still took the sword and thanked Wen Jingzhi.

Although he didn't think he would be able to learn how to use a sword in just half a month, but sooner or later he had to learn it, so it must be sooner rather than later.

Moreover, I heard that Sun Yu started learning swords at the age of seven, and it has been almost ten years now. Cheng Jieyu doesn't think that he can defeat the opponent by cramming.

Yes, he doesn't think he can win, but as long as he doesn't lose too badly, he is a victory.

However, he didn't let other people's ambition destroy his prestige, on the contrary, he was very motivated.

Wouldn't it be great if we won?

So, Cheng Jieyu accepted Sheng Yunxiao's "devil training" with such a mentality.

When he went back, he would hold a sword and use his mind to move his aura, starting from simple moves.

It's just that the original master had learned these things for ten years, and he didn't learn how to guide the spirit to control the sword and stimulate the sword energy until Cheng Jieyu passed through. Now Sheng Yunxiao wants him to do this within three days, Cheng Jieyu thinks it is impossible.

However, it was unbelievable that during the martial arts class on the second day, his hands were so sore that he couldn't even hold the sword steadily, but when he swung the sword, he threw out a sword energy and cut off a white lotus in the hot spring pool.

Cheng Jieyu was startled by himself, subconsciously looked at Sheng Yunxiao who was sitting by the window, then stared blankly at the sword in his hand, and finally looked at the white lotus floating on the water, he was shocked for a long time before There is a reaction.

He ran over to pick up the white lotus, and ran to Sheng Yunxiao's window, with an unbelievable expression on his face and bright eyes, "Master, I'm actually a genius!"

"Well, Ah Yu is indeed extremely intelligent." Sheng Yunxiao raised the corners of his lips slightly, expressing his affirmation.

Cheng Jieyu smiled like a flower, tilted his head and handed Bailian forward, "Here, give it to my uncle."

The last white lotus was put in a jade vase by Sheng Yunxiao and placed on a small table by the window, in order to inspire Cheng Jieyu, a young genius.

After adding fencing to the martial arts class, Cheng Jieyu did not reduce the intensity of exercise. Instead, after school every afternoon, in addition to running down the mountain and returning to Xuefeng, he also practiced a set of physical skills by himself.

So, in less than ten days, Cheng Jieyu lost a lot of weight visible to the naked eye, and his figure became more and more straight. The baby fat on his face finally transformed into a youthful heroism, which greatly disappointed the brothers and sisters who liked to pinch his cheeks.

"Ayu, don't lose weight anymore." During the alchemy class, Fang Yao looked at Cheng Jieyu's face sadly with her chin in her hands, "I still like your fleshy appearance."

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Cheng Jieyu blinked at her, "But I like the way I am now."

He has already learned to refine some simple first-order elixirs, but the process of alchemy is not as miraculous as shown in the TV series, opening the elixir furnace will not produce formed elixirs in it.

Only someone with a strong cultivation base like the teacher's wife can use aura to control the shape of the pill before opening the furnace.

However, Cheng Jieyu, a beginner rookie, mostly produces paste and jelly, which need to be made into pills and then dried.

The good thing is that they don't need to rub it manually like mortals make traditional Chinese medicine pills, they can use aura.

Cheng Jieyu is currently rubbing pills through the air with his spiritual energy.

At first he thought it was tedious, boring and inefficient.After trying it, I realized that this is actually a way to exercise the ability to control the aura.

So he competed with Yaowan, and gradually found that his aura became more and more adept, and he was able to draw a dragon on the left and a rainbow on the right.

Fang Yao looked at this scene and sighed: "Ah Yu really changed a lot."

Cheng Jieyu's heart skipped a beat, he stopped and looked at her, "Senior Sister really thinks I'm not good-looking if I'm skinny?"

"No, it's because you suddenly became too strong, and you're not used to it." Fang Yao said, and suddenly turned to look at Master Huiwen.

"Master Hui asked, I heard that you are good at divination, can you show us Ah Yu, does he have any great opportunities?"

Cheng Jieyu felt guilty for a moment when he saw the holy and extraordinary Master Hui Wen looking towards him.

Although he had attended classes together for nearly a month, he always intentionally avoided making eye contact with Venerable Hui Wen.

Because the other party always gave him a sense of detachment that sees through everything, Cheng Jieyu was really afraid that he would see something.

But after Fang Yao mentioned it, Master Hui Wen took a serious look at it. It's not good for Cheng Jieyu to avoid the other party's sight, otherwise he would be guilty.

Unexpectedly, Master Hui Wen stared at his face carefully for a while, and suddenly bowed to him half-body.

Cheng Jieyu was startled by the opponent's actions, and quickly got up to return the salute.

But I heard the other party say: "Little brother is a person with great kindness in the world, so he should have a great opportunity."

Cheng Jieyu was stunned: What the hell?Master, your business ability is not very good, right?

The greatest good thing he has done in modern times is to donate money to impoverished mountainous areas. How can he deserve such a high evaluation as a "person with great kindness in the world"?

Fang Yao, who heard Master Hui Wen's reply, also opened her eyes wide in shock.

Then she grabbed Cheng Jieyu's wrist and looked at him with fiery eyes: "As expected! Ayuguo is really the chosen one!"

"Hehehehe..." Cheng Jieyu was so embarrassed that he felt hairy all over his body, "Master Hui Wen was joking."

He withdrew his arm from Fang Yao's hand, "Sister Eighth, stop making fun of me. I'll be in class with you all day long. How can there be any chance?"

He added: "The changes I have made now are all due to my uncle's teaching."

Master Huiwen smiled slightly when he heard the words, but didn't say much.

Fang Yao obviously believed Master Hui Wen's words, and took Cheng Jieyu's arm and muttered: "Ah Yu, don't be modest, maybe you are the chosen one in the story book."

"The story book?" Cheng Jieyu looked at Fang Yao in surprise, remembering the book that the senior gave him earlier, and wanted to inquire about it, so he matched a code with Fang Yao, "Mr. Hongyan?"

Fang Yao's eyes lit up immediately, and she said excitedly, "You know him too?"

Cheng Jieyu didn't answer, but asked instead: "So, Wanghai Tingchaoge really knows how to write a script?"

"Come out!" Fang Yao said, "Don't you know Mr. Hongyan?"

Cheng Jieyu: "I don't know, I've only heard of it."

Fang Yao explained in a low voice: "Then you know that most of Wanghai listens to Chaoge Yinxiu?"

Cheng Jieyu nodded, the jade flute hanging around Nie Xunfeng's waist was his magic weapon.

Fang Yao: "In addition to Yin Xiu, there are many cultivators in Wanghai Tingchao Pavilion who have entered Taoism through literature."

Cheng Jieyu: "Writing into Taoism?"

"It's the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although they are not as powerful as the martial arts cultivators, they are also self-contained. There have been a few people who have ascended through the ages."

Is that okay?

Cheng Jieyu was really shocked at the moment, he was able to write a storybook until he became an immortal, "That must be Wenquxing descending to earth?"

"Almost." Fang Yao explained, "Besides, Yinxiu is the one who listens to Chaoge the most in Wanghai. Most of these Yinxiu have clever eyes and ears and excellent hearing. They often find out some secrets by accident. There is also a special The Communication Tower, which transmits news, knows all about the affairs of the world."

Cheng Jieyu: "..."

This is too much, how come there is an intelligence agency coming from the corner?

Seeing that Cheng Jieyu still didn't understand, Fang Yao could only pick it up: "So, everyone thinks that Wanghai Tingchaoge's words are about real people in nine out of ten, and they especially like to guess how much truth there is. "

Cheng Jieyu was really speechless this time, and his expression was indescribable, "...I never thought that cultivators would love to eat melons so much."

It's too gossip!

"Eat melon?" Fang Yao wondered, "What kind of melon? I prefer watermelon and honeydew melon."

Cheng Jieyu: "...Then later, senior sister, you can go and see if there is Wuweitang."

"Ah Yu makes sense." Fang Yao was really distracted, and asked Cheng Jieyu to go to Wuweitang to eat melon together after school.

Cheng Jieyu continued rubbing the pills with spiritual energy, but he remembered the book that the senior gave him last time.

He had already finished reading the book, and as he had guessed, in the book, Uncle Fang Jushui and Uncle Yunxiao were indeed killed and injured in the battle against demons.

This Uncle Fang is also a rare genius in cultivating Taoism, and his strength is comparable to that of Sheng Yunxiao.

When the Great Formation of Sealing Demons changed, the Prince of Heaven came down to help, and together with Fang Pingyun, Fang Jushui, and Sheng Yunxiao entered the Eye of the Demon Sealing Purgatory to stabilize the formation, but in the end only the Prince of Heaven and Fang Pingyun came out with the seriously injured Sheng Yunxiao, and no Fang Jushui came out. .

According to what Fang Yao just said, Wanghai Tingchao Pavilion must have known the truth back then, and what was written in the book should be true.

Besides, if Master Fang was still there, Wang Hai Ting Chao Ge would not dare to write him as "dead".

But Cheng Jieyu discovered that in the memory of the original owner, the Nine Heavens Ancestral Hall did not enshrine Master Fang's spiritual tablet.

Could it be located elsewhere?

Last time the senior seemed to know the inside story, Cheng Jieyu already had a guess about his identity, but he could ask his master for confirmation.

It's just that after verifying, is he really going to ask the other party about Sheng Yunxiao's past?

Or, why not ask Sheng Yunxiao directly?

But when Master Fang was mentioned last time, Sheng Yunxiao's reaction was so strong that Cheng Jieyu even suspected that the other party's recurrence of injury was also related to this. Is it really okay to ask directly?

……

The end of the month came as scheduled, and Cheng Jieyu suddenly became nervous.

Although he was serious in class on weekdays, he was unavoidably nervous the night before the assessment, thinking of memorizing two more pages of scriptures to check for omissions.

Originally, as a top student, he never bothered to do such "temporary cramming".

But now he has degenerated, he is just a scumbag, good but poor, can get a "medium" is not bad.

Sheng Yunxiao saw that his room was still lit late at night, so she came over to tell him to rest.

"If tomorrow's condition is not good, what should we do?" Sheng Yunxiao lowered his voice, seeming a little angry.

Cheng Jieyu admitted that what the uncle said was reasonable, if he stayed up too late and his eyes became dizzy when he saw the test questions the next day, how would he take the test?

"But I can't sleep." Cheng Jieyu drooped his face, glanced at Xuecha who was sleeping soundly in the bedside nest, and muttered, "I'm not that stupid kid like Xuecha."

Sheng Yunxiao looked at him, sighed helplessly, and lowered his voice: "Why don't you believe in yourself?"

Cheng Jieyu opened his lips, lowered his head and picked his fingers, "I don't know..."

It may be because this world is not a world he is familiar with after all, and what he sees and learns is not something he is familiar with, and he cannot even explain it with his usual logical thinking, so he is not sure.

In essence, what makes him uneasy is this world without a sense of belonging for the time being.

He sat on the chair in front of the desk with his head drooping, Sheng Yunxiao walked to his side, raised his hand and patted his head, "Then trust me."

Cheng Jieyu looked up at him in surprise, "Master...do you want to help me cheat?"

Sheng Yunxiao: "..."

"It's not good." Cheng Jieyu said distressedly.

It was really kind to feed the dog.

Sheng Yunxiao rubbed the top of his hair vigorously, "I want you to believe me, because I taught you, it's not that bad."

"... Oh." Cheng Jieyu scratched his messy hair, but he didn't expect his uncle to be quite narcissistic.

But you only taught me martial arts, and you didn't teach classics, Taoism and history. In fact, you might as well help me cheat!

On the first day, Jingyi tried to talk about the method of quietly transmitting voices, which is good.

No, no, the commander-in-chief can't do this kind of thing.

But being comforted by his uncle, Cheng Jieyu's tension was relieved a lot.

Sheng Yunxiao finally flicked Cheng Jieyu's forehead with his fingers, "Go to sleep."

Cheng Jieyu's eyes blurred and he couldn't help yawning.

He suspected that his uncle had hypnotized him, but he still chose to forgive him.After all, this method is quite good, at least he can fall asleep.

"Uncle Master..." Cheng Jieyu climbed onto the bed, muttering before falling asleep, "Remember to wake me up tomorrow..."

The other party responded with a soft "hmm".

But Cheng Jieyu didn't expect that he could still dream after being hypnotized.

In the dream, he was still reciting the book late at night, and the content was much more profound than what he had memorized before going to bed.

But a hand with slender knuckles stretched out and held down his book.

"It's time to sleep." Someone beside him said.

Cheng Jieyu felt that this person's voice was a bit familiar, but in his dream he pushed away that hand, "Don't disturb me, I have an assessment tomorrow!"

But the other party took the scripture away and said, "Don't pretend, this little thing won't bother you at all."

Hey!You boasted so much, the genius boy blushed when he heard it.

As expected, the self in the dream snorted arrogantly and said, "Sleep and sleep."

Then Cheng Jieyu saw a triumphant smile on the face of the person who snatched the scriptures.

That face was exactly the same as that of my uncle.

But that smile is so unrestrained and touching.

Cheng Jieyu opened his eyes, feeling a sense of loss in his chest.

Because he had never seen his uncle smile like this.

Seeing that it was getting bright outside, he sat up from the bed and gasped for breath, clutching his stuffy chest, thinking that it was all because his uncle had hypnotized him last night, not letting go of his dreams.

but he knows it