Cultivation of disciples and disciples to become gods

Xiao Jianyuan slept on the table all night, and it was already broad daylight when he woke up.

His back was sore from sleeping, and he sat up and stretched with difficulty, when he suddenly felt something slipping from his body.

Xiao Jianyuan picked up the cloak that fell on the ground, a little puzzled: "Hey, who covered me?"

There are only two people in the entire Changhua Peak, who else can there be.

Little Junior Brother really didn't hurt in vain!

Xiao Jianyuan folded the cloak while humming, and suddenly found that the system was surprisingly quiet today.

He was a little puzzled, and asked, "Why didn't you stab today? The bug is fixed?"

The system said listlessly: "No... have you finished copying the Qingxin Sutra?"

"Oops, I forgot!" Xiao Jianyuan tidied up the papers on the table and counted them more than 50 times.

The rice paper that had been pressed all night was a little crumpled, Xiao Jianyuan wanted to cry but had no tears: "It's over, it's over, Elder Lu is afraid he will scold me to death."

When Xiao Jianyuan left the bamboo house, he saw Fu Yaoye walking towards him.

"Senior brother, this is the Qingxin Sutra I copied last night." The young man put his ponytail on high today, and his white clothes were more snowy. Although he looked clean and handsome as usual, his eyes were black and blue, and he could clearly see the exhaustion from the whole night. .

"Brother also did it for my own good yesterday, but was punished by Elder Lu..."

Fu Yaoye looked very guilty, and handed over the copied manuscript to Xiao Jianyuan.

No more, no less, exactly 150 times.

Xiao Jianyuan was instantly moved, and couldn't help but spurn himself in his heart: Look at others, you, as a senior brother, sleep all night by yourself, and let your junior stay up all night to be punished for you.

He took a thick stack of rice paper, and said in a friendly voice, "Thank you for your hard work, junior."

Fu Yaoye smiled slightly, raised his brows slightly, and looked like a spring breeze: "Brother, it's okay."

The coldness of his whole face faded a bit, and he looked softer: "Senior Brother is going to Changhui Peak now? It just so happens that Senior Sister Lu is looking for me, can I go with Senior Brother?"

Lu Ziyuan?Xiao Jianyuan's eyes lit up.

He nodded hastily: "Of course."

Of course you can!You have been practicing these days, but you haven't been able to reach the Changhua Peak. How can you increase your relationship with your senior sister?

At this time, Xiao Jianyuan didn't face Elder Lu's resistance at all, and walked towards Changhui Peak with his junior brother almost in the mood of marrying his son.

On the way to Changhui Peak, Xiao Jianyuan flipped through the Qingxin Sutra copied by Fu Yaoye, and saw that Fu Yaoye's handwriting was straight and powerful, and the style was clean and neat.

Really comfortable person.

"Brother?"

Xiao Jianyuan was distracted from walking and took a few steps down. Fu Yaoye looked sideways and saw that he was flipping through the scriptures he had copied. He looked a little nervous and asked, "Is it because I wrote it badly?"

"No, no, no." Xiao Jianyuan raised his head, closed the rice paper that had been opened, coughed, and said, "Young brother wrote very well."

"Really, that's good." Fu Yaoye smiled gently, and said, "I'm afraid that if Elder Lu finds out that he doesn't pass the test, senior brother will be punished again."

Junior brother is too caring!Xiao Jianyuan sighed in his heart.

The system hesitated for a long time, then whispered: "I think you should be careful with your junior..."

"Brother, then I'll go to Senior Sister Lu first."

Xiao Jianyuan stood sideways with a gentle voice.

Xiao Jianyuan nodded and said, "Okay, you go first."

go go go go!Improve your relationship with the heroine!

There are many cypress trees planted on Changhui Peak, and there are patches of ginkgo beside the stone steps, which are shaded by green trees.

Fu Yaoye walked in front, the hem of his snow-white robe fluttering in the wind, outlining the thin and tall figure of the young man.

Xiao Jianyuan watched him walking towards the residence of Changhui Peak's disciples before turning around and walking towards Elder Lu's attic.

He suddenly remembered something, and asked the system: "By the way, what did you just say?"

The system beeped a few times, as if dumbfounded: "It's okay..."

It can't say, I suspect that your junior brother wants to kill you, right?

The system thought about it for a long time, and felt that Fu Yaoye last night was very strange.However, after checking the world line and the plot again, no problems were found.

After all, Fu Yaoye is the target of the mission and the core of the world, so there shouldn't be any problem, so don't tell the host yet, since he is quite motivated to do the mission, so let it be.

Xiao Jianyuan muttered, "You've got another bug, right? I just praised you this morning...Can I apply for another system?"

System: "..." What else is there to worry about with this kind of host? !

Changhui Peak has the most disciples in the five peaks. Although it is under the supervision of Elder Lu who enforces the law, it is much more lively than Changhua Peak.

Fu Yaoye didn't go into the disciple's residence, but entrusted a familiar Changhui Peak disciple to hand over a copy of "Huixin Sword Art" to Lu Ziyuan.

Unexpectedly, he had just passed the archway of Changhui Peak when he was stopped.

"Brother Fu!"

The girl in pink ran eagerly, and called him to stop from a distance.

Fu Yaoye paused for a moment, and then turned his head with a smile, as gentle as jade: "Senior Sister Lu."

Lu Ziyuan held "Huixin Sword Art" in her hand, and said in a coquettish tone, "I came to you because I wanted to discuss with you, why did you just give me this book of sword art?"

Lu Ziyuan was doted on by Qingheng Mountain's disciples as a junior sister since she was a child. She has a lively temperament and speaks in an intimate tone.

She has a delicate and lovely appearance, her clothes and hair are a little messed up in such a hurry, but she smiles innocently, which doesn't make people feel rude.

Fu Yaoye said: "This book of swordsmanship is not suitable for me. Senior sister, if you want to practice, you can take it."

In addition to performing their duties, the five peaks of Qingheng Mountain also focus on different areas of practice.

Elder Lu of Changhui Peak specializes in magic spells; Elder Yan of Changchuan Feng is proficient in medical skills; Elder Chang Bifeng is a female cultivator, and Elder Zhong teaches music;

As for Changhua Peak, since the founding of the sect by its master, most of its lineages are sword cultivators.

"Huixin Sword Art" is not a rare cheat, it's just that in the book that Fu Yaoye gave to Lu Ziyuan, the annotations are more detailed.

Lu Ziyuan wasn't too eager to study, so she said to him, "How about that? I'll just borrow it for a few days and return it to you someday."

She held the book of swordsmanship in her hand, and said: "It was because I mentioned something to Senior Brother Sheng that day, he said that you have a good book of swordsmanship here, so I wanted to borrow it."

Fu Yaoye originally wanted to find an excuse to leave earlier, but was slightly taken aback when he heard this: "Senior brother Sheng?"

Lu Ziyuan blinked and said, "That's right." Looking at Fu Yaoye's expression, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Yaoye pursed his lips and said, "It's okay... This "Huixin Sword Art" was originally given to me by Senior Brother Sheng a few days ago."

He lowered his eyes, covering his eyes with black feather-like eyelashes, as if he was thinking about something.

Lu Ziyuan was a little puzzled, before she could speak, Fu Yaoye raised her eyes and said: "Senior Sister Lu, I still have something to do in Changhuafeng, so I'll go back first."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for Lu Ziyuan's reaction.

Lu Ziyuan watched the young man leave in a hurry, and sighed: "Hey, why did you walk so fast, I haven't asked clearly yet, who am I going to return this sword art to when the time comes..."

"Forget it, don't care, I'm still at Changhua Peak anyway, I'll give it to Senior Brother Sheng then." The girl straightened her hair and said to herself, "Junior Brother Fu seems to dislike me..."

Girls are always sensitive. When Fu Yaoye first entered the teacher's school, Lu Ziyuan was curious about this good-looking junior, so she went over several times to chat with him.

Fu Yaoye has always been polite and polite. Although he doesn't get along badly, he seems to keep keeping a distance from her on purpose, even more rigid than her father Lu Mengsheng.

Lu Ziyuan just stood on the steps and thought for a while, then put the matter behind her and ran back.

On the stone steps of Changchuan Peak.

Fu Yaoye's footsteps were fast, the corners of his mouth were straightened, his brows were slightly frowned, his expression was cold, and his originally cold facial features appeared a little sharp now.

He hurried down the steps and was about to go down when he suddenly met a man with a black square scarf on his head.

Su Baimu just came back from gathering herbs, with a medicine basket on his back, looked at him with some surprise: "Junior Brother Fu? You are in such a hurry...where are you going?"

"Senior Brother Su." Fu Yaoye stopped in his tracks, and when he raised his eyes again, he showed him a gentle smile and said, "I just met Senior Brother Su."

Fu Yaoye approached him and said, "I was just looking for you. Last time, Brother Sheng's snake venom was detoxified by Brother Su?"

Su Baimu said, "Exactly."

"Senior Brother Su, do you know what kind of poison is in my senior brother?" Fu Yaoye's eyes flashed, and his dark and deep eyes seemed to have turned up thick ink.

"Of course I know, the snake is poisonous." Su Baimu lowered his head and put down the pannier on his shoulders, missing Fu Yaoye's expression at that moment.

Su Baimu is now Changchuan Fengyanli's eldest disciple, and he is familiar with all kinds of poisons: "The poisonous snake is very poisonous, I found a lot of medicines to get rid of it for him."

Fu Yaoye frowned, with a troubled expression on his face, and said, "I was thinking, senior brother was poisoned somehow...I'm afraid it's not because there are some snakes and insects in our Changhua Peak, so I want to ask Senior Brother Su for something that can repel snakes and insects." herbs."

Su Baimu: "Ah, so..."

Qingheng Mountain is surrounded by mountains with lush vegetation. Although Li snake is not a rare spiritual beast, it is so poisonous.

This is not a big deal at all, Su Baimu thought about it for a while, and said to him: "Okay, I will look for it when I go back, and I will send it to you later."

Fu Yaoye smiled at him, bowed and saluted: "Then thank you, Senior Brother Su."

"fine."

Su Baimu was still in a hurry to go back, and made an appointment with him to go to Changxi Peak the next day, and left with the medicine basket on his back.

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"Magic to God":

"...In the Sutra Pavilion, Lu Ziyuan followed Sheng Lang, and suddenly called softly: 'Look, Senior Brother Sheng, I found it!'

The handsome young man felt a little helpless, turned around and whispered to her, "Shhh, junior sister, no noise is allowed in the Sutra-Depository Pavilion." '

'Ah, yes. The girl hurriedly covered her mouth: "I forgot." '

Sheng Lang picked up a book from the bookshelf, and said to her: "Junior Sister, look, this book on swordsmanship should be suitable for you." '

'Yeah?What is it called... "Huixin Sword Art"? '

Lu Ziyuan probed and took a closer look.

……

After visiting the first floor of the attic, the two stepped on the wooden ladder to the second floor.

Sheng Lang walked behind her, trying to remind her to slow down, but Lu Ziyuan suddenly stopped moving.

He looked over his junior sister with some doubts, and couldn't help being startled.

By the window on the second floor, a young man in white was standing by the bookshelf, holding a yellowed old book in his hand.

The boy's facial features are clear and handsome, his eyebrows and eyes are dark, and he can vaguely see his future expression.

His deep eyes are like cold stars, staring at the book in his hand.

Suddenly, his expression relaxed, and he gently blew the dust on the book.

Under the sunshine, there is no place for dust to hide, and the boy's white clothes are not stained with any dust, just like himself, shining like moonlight, pure and clear.

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