After being pulled up by the master

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine miles away from Mingyue Yizhuang, on Suihan Peak, 99 mountain gates are wide open, and 33 seven bright lights hang high.The winding ladder goes straight into the clouds, Qionglou Yuyu, the pavilions in the painting, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are rosy, and the bells are beautiful.

On the tall and lavish plaque, there are four big characters written in dragons and phoenixes - Changning Sword School.

At this time, the world is divided into three parts.

The first is the way of immortality, the second is the way of ghosts, and the third is the way of swordsmanship.

The origins of the former two are complicated, so let’s not talk about them for now.

Just talking about this way of swordsmanship, the emphasis is on the eagle hitting the sky, the dragon traveling all over the world, the will of heaven is clear, and it is better than the ambition of ordinary people.Therefore, after the catastrophe, all the heroes rose together, and most of them were founded by immortals who had drifted away and their sects withered, in order to re-glory the lintel. Therefore, those who practice swordsmanship are the youngest and the most vigorous.

For ten years in the world of mortals, countless romantic figures have bowed their heads. In this world of swordsmanship, the Changning Sword School has the most momentum.When its leader became famous, it was even more sensational.

His surname is Xue, his first name is Si, and his style name is Yufu. He has the same name and surname as the owner of Suochun Valley, who lives away from the world.

For a time, the world was talking about it.

Many people are certain that this Xue Si is the owner of the Suochun Valley himself, otherwise how could he have such a great ability to fight for such a status in just ten years?But helplessly, it is hard to find the Suochun Valley, and the owner of the valley is even more unknown. This guess cannot be confirmed at all. After a few years of trouble, it will be nothing.

Xue Si would not pay attention to these.

He walked up slowly from under the mountain gate to the front steps of the main gate. He was dressed in white without any dust from the world.The disciples were divided into two rows and stood in turn on the blue and white rock road leading to the main hall.

After the sound of "Master Master", Xue Si entered the Changning Sword Sect, meeting the respectful eyes of his disciples, while the soul in the white jade bottle in his sleeve was still asleep.

"Master."

Before the main hall, those who greeted him were the two apprentices he had accepted in this world of mortals.

Although Xue Si founded the Changning Sword Sect and recruited a wide range of disciples, he only allowed the four disciples he personally taught to call him master.

The two in front of him are the second disciple Fu Ji and the fourth disciple Cao Ruoyu.

Xue Si didn't stay long, walked straight through the hall, and went to the small courtyard where he lived.

"Get a basin of clean water."

His clear voice came from afar, Fu Ji responded, and saw Cao Ruoyu approaching him, and asked him mysteriously: "Second Senior Brother, do you think Master has found our Senior Senior Brother this time?"

"I found it."

Fu Ji's words were concise and to the point, Cao Ruoyu was very surprised: "How do you know?"

The other party glanced at him and expressed deep sympathy: "Master once said before going down the mountain that if he finds senior brother, he will ask us to fetch a basin of clean water."

"Hey, did Master say that? Why don't I have any impression?"

Cao Ruoyu scratched his temples, Fu Ji lamented: "Forget about your memory, work is important."

After saying that, he walked away, Cao Ruoyu hurriedly followed, and asked again and again: "Second senior brother, tell me, what does our senior brother look like? What kind of person is he? Why haven't we seen anyone for ten years?"

Fu Ji paused, and Cao Ruoyu almost bumped into him with a sword, muttering, "Second Senior Brother, why did you stop suddenly?"

The other party was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but shook his head: "We will know when we see it."

"Second senior brother, aren't you curious?"

"Quite curious." Fu Ji paused, "But according to Master's personality, it must be very difficult for him to find someone for ten years."

"Well, it makes sense."

Cao Ruoyu nodded again and again, and when he regained his senses, Fu Ji had long since disappeared, so he hurriedly shouted "Second Senior Brother, wait for me" and chased after him with his sword.

Xue Si's living place is behind the main hall, in a bamboo house down the mountain.

In front of the house is a pear tree, which has long withered this season, and its branches and leaves are lush and lush.There are a few orchids planted under the window, which are just about to bloom.

Xue Si walked around the yard, as if to confirm something, after a long time, he stepped into the house with satisfaction.

The room is very small, and can only accommodate a simple paulownia bed, a boxy table, and a whole set of white porcelain tea sets neatly placed on it.On the side of the table is a bookshelf that is one person high, and there are all the classics and sword manuals that Xue Si often reads, and the shelf at waist height is his usual pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Xue Si likes to stand and review books, and when he has an idea, he will jot it down in the corner of the page.

At this moment, he stood silently by the side of the bookshelf again, and placed the white jade bottle in his hand in the empty grid in the center, and as soon as he stretched out his hand again, he found the jade bottle pulled out in front of the barren grave from his sleeve. Dog's tail grass.

The stems are green and show no signs of decay.

Xue Si didn't say a word, leaned it on the white jade bottle, and then fell silent again.

This bamboo house is quiet, just like its owner, reticent.

When Fu Ji stepped into the courtyard with the basin of clear water, he hesitated a little.

He remembered that his master loved cleanliness very much, and he made a promise of "a basin of clean water" with his seniors, which somewhat meant to wash away the world's dirt and dirt.

Although Fu Ji practiced swordsmanship, he had also studied the methods of immortality, and he had doubts in his heart about the true identity of his master. As the world said, he couldn't be sure.But under this situation, those vague thoughts came up again, which made him hesitate a little.

Is his senior brother who hasn't returned for ten years really still a person?His master has been looking for people for ten years, and his demeanor has not changed, and his appearance has not diminished. Is this really something ordinary people can do?

Fu Ji hesitated, then put the basin of clear water outside the door, and knocked on the bamboo door: "Master, I've put the clear water you asked for here. I have other things to do, so I will leave first."

There was no response from inside.

Even though Fu Ji was curious, he didn't stop to spy.

He bowed and cupped his fists, turned and left.

After a while, Xue Sicai slowly opened the door and carefully brought the basin of clear water in.

Xue Wendi stayed in the dry tomb for ten years.

At first, the soul still had perception, knew that he was dead, and saw with his own eyes that the thicker loess covered his icy body that day.Later, his spiritual thoughts gradually faded to chaos, and his only thought was to think about how to live with his master who depended on him for life in the future.Until this last thought broke like a thread, like a silk torn, he also completely fell asleep.

Now, he has regained some perception in the muddle, his soul seems to be soaked in a warm hot spring, and the cold dissipates, replaced by a sense of peace that he is familiar with.

Xue Wendi's dream suddenly came to life.

He dreamed that when he was young, he would worship as a teacher, so that he could clear his heart and clear his mind, and follow the method of his ancestors, and the righteousness of heaven and earth.As far as the weak crown, he went out of the valley to explore the world, and then fell in love with someone.

When Xue Wendi dreamed of that person, he seemed to have not experienced all kinds of heartaches and sufferings in the future, and he still rode his horse to swim together, seeing all the beautiful scenery in the world.Later, he died, and the pain surged up like a tide.

Xue Sike, who was guarding him, became concerned.

"It should be frightened by the nightmare."

Xue Si held the clay doll in his hand, turned it forward three times, and turned it backward three times, and Xue Wendi vomited it alive.

In the dream, Xue Wendi was like a driftwood drifting in the vast ocean, after the wind and waves hit it, he also came to the shore.

Xue Si looked at the clay doll that he made with his own hands, which looked exactly the same as Xue Wendi. He was so happy, and felt relieved when he realized that the other party's spirit had stabilized.

Xue Wendi is extremely intelligent and has excellent bones. He thinks he will be able to open his eyes tomorrow.

Xue Si expressed his satisfaction, so he put the clay doll on the table, picked out the wick, and continued to guard it.

The next day, Xue Si went to the main hall and watched the disciples practicing swords. After the routine was over, he returned to his bamboo house.

This has been the case for ten years, even if he is away from home, Fu Ji will do it for him.

Therefore, the disciples did not become suspicious.

Only Cao Ruoyu was distracted while practicing the sword, and was hit on the back of the hand by Fu Ji.

The young man blew his breath, feeling extremely wronged: "Second Senior Brother, why did you hit me?"

"When you are distracted while practicing swords, who will you hit if you don't hit me?"

Cao Ruoyu rolled his black eyeballs and leaned towards him again: "Second senior brother, when do you think we will meet the legendary senior brother? It's already the second day today. Could it be that master is planning some grand welcome ceremony?"

Fu Ji was puzzled: "If you want to think this way, you can just ask the master yourself. What do you want me to do?"

"Second Senior Brother, you are Master's most trusted and most important disciple, and you don't even know about it, so why should I have the nerve to ask Master directly?"

As soon as Cao Ruoyu finished speaking, he glanced at Fu Ji, and realized that he might have said something wrong, and muttered, "I don't know if that elder brother is easy to get along with. What if he is serious?"

"Eldest senior brother must be a good person, a gentleman of integrity. As for whether he is serious or not, I don't know."

Fu Ji shoved Cao Ruoyu, "Hurry up and practice your sword. If you don't work hard, you won't even be able to beat Fifth Junior Brother when he comes back from visiting relatives."

Cao Ruo was stunned: "Yes, I understand."

Xue Sijing sat in front of the window.

The little clay doll on the table is a little red between the eyebrows—this is a sign of a revived soul.

Xue Si concentrated, the incense burning on the window sill became more and more intense, the curl of light smoke drifted with the wind, flew into the distant mountains, fell into the dense forest, and disappeared into the vast world.

Sui Hanfeng was the place he personally chose, and so was the Bamboo House.

There is no other reason, but looking into the distance from this window, the scenery looks like the Suochun Valley surrounded by mountains.

Xue Si likes to sit quietly like this, with no distracting thoughts and no weeds growing.

The clay doll in front of him suddenly moved, and then opened his eyes again.

Xue Wendi was confused, as if he just woke up on the wooden bed that he had slept on for many years, kicked his legs subconsciously, without realizing it, the whole person, oh no, the whole doll rolled down the desk.

Xue Si just raised his toes, caught it firmly, bent down to pick it up, and put it back on the table.

"woke up?"

Xue Si felt a little tired, and the original Qingyue voice became a little more lazy.

So, what caught Xue Wendi's eyes was his master's handsome face, half awake and half asleep.

"Morning master, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Xue Wendi opened his mouth without thinking, as if yesterday he was still practicing the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams in this small courtyard, was still scribbling unfinished homework, and was still holding his chin to study those who didn't know whether they were true or not. Ghost myth.

Xue Si was a little dazed, but this kind of trance did not show any clues on his calm face.

He said: "How early is it? It's already high in the sun, so you wake up."

Xue Wendi laughed. Although the clay doll's expression did not change, Xue Si still felt his pure happiness.

As always.

"Master, I'm hungry, eat first, and then I'll practice after eating."

Xue Si stared at him without saying a word.

Xue Wendi was embarrassed by being stared at, because according to his experience, if the master didn't speak, it meant that he had something very serious to discuss with him.

To deal with this kind of thing, Xue Wendi just pretended to be obedient, sat upright, and looked at his master carefully.

Xue Si suddenly took out the dog's tail grass from his sleeve, and swept it back and forth on Xue Wen's flute head.

The poor apprentice who had just woken up didn't dare to make a sound, he was stunned and suppressed a smile, and swept him up and down, inside and out, next to the master.

"Tell me, how did you die?"

Xue Si stopped at the red spot between his brows, Xue Wendi smiled and said, "If you are outnumbered, you will be gone."

"Outnumbered?"

The dogtail grass swept back and forth on Xue Wendi's head again, and the other party was stunned, as if he didn't understand why he had to ask again: "Yes, outnumbered."

"Outnumbered" three times, Xue Si's brows finally stained a little sullen.

"I've checked. There is only one scar on your bones. A sharp bone-evisculating machete pierced your heart from the back and killed you with one blow. Outnumbered? Then how are you clean in other places? This How many people in the world can get close to you and successfully attack you?"

Xue Wendi said "ah", thought for a while, and said, "I don't really remember what happened when I died. I just remember that he brought a lot of people here, and he even told me about it. Dadui, we didn't know how to start fighting, and after that, I died. I really don't remember much, Master, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

Xue Si frowned suddenly, and lightly pressed the pulp of his index finger on the red spot between Xue Wendi's eyebrows.

The soul is intact and not incomplete, but the spiritual thought that should have traveled around the whole body seems to be missing a key, forming a small vortex. Although it is not a serious problem, it has affected part of Xue Wendi's memory.

why?

Xue Si was puzzled, since the man had already killed him, why did he need to make such a move?

Thinking of this, Xue Si snapped off a section of the dogtail grass with force with his fingertips.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Wendi Nuonuo, Xue Si said nothing, and lowered his eyes to look at the half of the dog's tail grass: "If it weren't for the last bit of aura in your body, this weed would not be able to grow at all, and I would not be able to find you at all."

"Yes, yes, wild fires can't burn out, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates!"

Xue Wendi smiled foolishly, as if he did something wrong when he was very young and was afraid of being punished by him, so he hugged his leg and kept acting like a baby.

Xue Si was stunned for a moment, his slightly frowned brows stretched out, then he shook the grass stems at his fingertips, and scratched Xue Wendi's chin, "That scimitar was nailed to your spine, it's too dark, I It will take a while to fix it, and I can't let your soul return to its place yet."

"Yeah! Disciple understands!"

Xue Wendi answered neatly, and Xue Si's complicated emotions were slightly relieved.

"When you recover, Master will take you to that person to seek justice."

The person Xue Si mentioned was Xue Wendi's sweetheart, Zhong Youqi.

However, Xue Wendi did not reply immediately, but was silent for a while.

"you are not willing?"

Xue Si asked.

"Not really." The other party shook his head, "I just feel that, Master, you have never been involved in the world of mortals, but for me, you still want to get involved in this nonsense, and I feel sorry for you. When I get better, I will solve it myself , can you, Master?"

"Can you do it alone?"

Xue Sixin has a hidden worry, Zhong Youqi, he has searched all three ways, but he has never found out the details, the pseudonym he should use, so his identity must not be simple.Xue Wendi was simple-minded and easily deceived, and he hadn't taught him about this, which led to a catastrophe.

"Of course it will work. I'm a close disciple you taught me!"

Xue Siwen said that the thin lips that were originally light had no blood at the moment, Xue Wendi suddenly became nervous, and asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Si pursed her lips slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's all Master's fault."

"what?"

Xue Wendi looked blank.

"It's all my fault that Master didn't teach you about this matter."

Xue Sitong learned from it, "In the past few years after you left, Master figured it out. You must have lived in the valley for too long and had never seen the outside world. That's why you were bewitched by a mere liar. It doesn't matter, now Master has created a new The sect has a thriving population, you can get what you want, and the colorful world outside will no longer confuse you."

Xue Wendi was dumbfounded and didn't hold back a word for a long time.

His master, wouldn't it be because of his death that he was too stimulated?

After a while, Xue Wendi closed his mouth and blinked his eyes: "Master, I'm fine, I'm really fine! Do you think I'm not doing well? We Suochun Valley always pay attention to the simplicity of the road, and you recruit so many disciples that you can't help it. The green mountains, green waters, and black mountains are full of people, and the patriarch grandpa may lift the lid of his coffin!"

"This is not Suochun Valley."

"Boom—" Xue Wendi felt that he saw brilliant fireworks in front of his eyes.

What, what?

He couldn't believe it.

Xue Si was also very puzzled: "I told you just now, I have created a new sect."

Xue Wendi was dumbfounded: "Then this bamboo house, this place, why—"

Why is it so similar to Suochungu?

Xue Si lowered her eyes: "I was afraid that you would not get used to living in it when you woke up, so I rebuilt it according to the original house."

Xue Wendi was startled, and was so moved that he was in a mess: "Master, you still love me the most in this world!"

"Yes." Xue Si responded softly, "Tomorrow, I will take you to meet some of your juniors."

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely take on the responsibility of the senior brother!"

Xue Wendi made a vow and quickly accepted the new identity.

It's just that he didn't expect that the master's new sect was not simple.