Disciple's rebellion

The coming-of-age ceremony of the Liangling sect was far more complicated than Ning Jie thought, but it ended much faster than Ning Jie imagined.

When Mi Chen walked up to Ning Jie in a moon-white body, raised his sleeves to help Ning Jie, handed a piece of white biscuit to Ning Jie, and said in a straight voice: "Give me a book. I hope you will do things, and everything will come to you wherever you go." Shu."

After Mi Chen finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and stepped back slightly, letting Ning Jie hold the jade bi to salute him.

When Ning Jie let go of his hand slowly and straightened up slowly, the bell on Liangling Mountain rang like a mountain.

Li Bi.

Mi Chen didn't like to show up in front of many people, and the crowd was not used to Mi Chen standing in front of them like an ordinary immortal cultivator, so the two sides agreed that Mi Chen and Ning Jie, who were supposed to be hosts, disappeared, leaving behind a white curtain with everyone. Guests greet each other in the hall.

After the coming-of-age ceremony, Mi Chen saw that Ning Jie had packed his luggage, so he summoned the spirit boat.

After Ning Jie put his luggage on the spirit boat, he squatted obediently in front of Mi Chen and asked, "Master, where shall we go first?"

After Mi Chen injected another wave of spiritual power, he answered Ning Jie's question. He said, "The spirit boat knows the way, and the first stop is Hewu Lake." Looking at Ning Jie, he said, "If you want to go to Xueqiu Mountain, you must first pass Hewu Lake. There is obviously a book on this, haven't you read it?"

There was a slight redness on Ning Jie's face, and Qi Ai said: "Disciple... Disciple has paid more attention to spiritual cultivation in recent years, and has seldom read books."

Hearing this, Mi Chen frowned even tighter, but when he saw the obvious helplessness on Ning Jie's face, he could only sigh, raised his hand to gently stroke the uneasiness on Ping Ning Jie's eyebrows, and said softly: "Ah Jie, your cultivation It’s important, but you also need to read more books.”

Ning Jie said softly: "The disciple knows."

Mi Chen stroked Ning Jie's eyebrows lightly, and said, "This matter is also the teacher's fault."

If he didn't retreat often, Ning Jie would definitely value the importance of books.

Mi Shen said: "This time Xueqiu Mountain is also a trip. If you encounter rare and exotic animals, I will tell you one by one as a teacher."

Ning Jie's eyes lit up again, and he said with a smile, "Thank you, Master!"

Crane Wu Lake, as its name suggests, is covered with thick white mist.

If you want to find Xueqiu Mountain, you must go through this foggy lake.

If you want to cross Hewu Lake, you have to get the green bamboo by the lake and use the green bamboo as a raft so that you don't sink in Hewu Lake.

But the green bamboo by the lake is so easy to get.

Ning Jie threw out the spiritual whip to tie the long-legged bamboo, and on the other hand quickly urged Fu Shuo to chop the bamboo down.

But at the moment when Fushuo was about to cut it, the bamboo turned suddenly, avoiding the sharp blade, and immediately shook itself, and the falling bamboo leaves hit Ning Jie's spirit whip, and the spirit whip was immediately cut by the bamboo leaves.

Ning Jie couldn't help but staggered back a few steps.

As soon as he arrived at Hewu Lake, he still couldn't believe that this was the Hewu Lake that the master said, because the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and it was surrounded by layers of thick fog.

Ning Jie was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. As soon as he came to Hewu Lake, he immediately summoned the Fushuo Sword, intending to chop bamboo to make a raft.

The moment he saw the green bamboo, Ning Jie knew that the bamboo would not be easy to cut, and guessed that there would be a spirit beast with a very high spiritual level guarding the bamboo forest.

But what he didn't expect was that there were no spirit beasts guarding the bamboo. The reason why the bamboo was so difficult to cut was that the bamboo would pull out its roots and hide back and forth.

Although Ning Jie was a little shocked when he saw this, he immediately realized that he should use the spirit whip to cut off the bamboo.

But as soon as Ning Jie's spiritual whip was tied to the bamboo pole, the bamboo would drop its leaves, cutting off the spiritual whip just like before.

Seeing this, Ning Jie wanted to use rose thorns, but the bamboo was very skilled, twisting and curling, he avoided them all.

Even when the bamboo saw that Ning Jie couldn't get it right again, it swayed all over the body and made the sound of falling leaves.But the sound of falling leaves seems to be that the bamboo is laughing uproariously or all over the ground at the dilapidated opponent like a human being, to express its contempt and ridicule for the evil intentions.

Ning Jie: ...

Mi Chen didn't make a sound, just sat on the spirit boat, sipped tea, and calmly watched Ning Jie and Qing Zhu fight wits and courage.

After several times like this, Ning Jie had no choice but to stop beating the drum and return to the spirit boat in order to reduce the loss of spiritual power.

Seeing Ning Jie come back with a disheveled face, Mi Chen raised his hand to fill a cup of tea, handed it to Ning Jie, and said, "Meditate."

Ning Jie took it and drank it down, and said disgruntledly: "Master, this green bamboo has grown into a spirit."

Mi Chen was able to resist Ning Jie's coquettishness in Ning Jie's cultivation, and he said without changing his expression: "Xueqiu Mountain is full of spiritual power, so it's not surprising to breed such a spirit full of spiritual knowledge."

Ning Jie glanced at the rustling green bamboo, which was full of provocations, and suddenly sighed: "Master, I think this green bamboo spirit will vomit blood to death some very high-minded monks in the future."

Mi Chen stretched the slightly wrinkled gown, and said, "It has made some monks vomit blood and died of anger before."

When Ning Jie heard it, he suddenly understood what Mi Chen meant by meditating.

It turns out that this meditation not only requires him to calm down, not to be impatient, but to observe slowly and find a way to control the enemy, but also to let him face some provocative behaviors of the green bamboo spirit calmly.

Otherwise...it is easy to die of anger.

Ning Jie: ...

Thanks!

Just when Ning Jie acted like a baby to Mi Chen, expressing his anger, a flute sound slowly came from the empty place.

Ning Jie immediately stood up and protected Mi Chen behind him, summoned Fu Shuo, and looked around vigilantly.

Although Hewu Lake is a lake, it is formed by five rivers.Coupled with the unique geographical conditions of Hewu Lake, it was difficult for Ning Jie to identify his location by sound.

Ning Jie condensed a wave of spiritual power, and set up a barrier at each of the five confluences.

As the sound of the flute became clearer, two people in black school uniforms appeared in front of Ning Jie and Mi Chen.

Ning Jie was taken aback when he saw the black school uniform, it was the school uniform of the Gengwu Sect.But at the Xianmen Conference, only the head of the Gengwu Sect wore a black school uniform, and the rest of the disciples... Well, he has never seen other disciples of the Gengwu Sect, and even Huang Cheng has no disciples to serve him .

But Ning Jie was only stunned for a moment, and immediately became more vigilant.

Crane Wu Lake?

What are the disciples of the Gengwu faction coming to Xueqiu Mountain for!

But as the figure approached, Ning Jie was taken aback for a moment, and immediately tore away the enchantment he had set up.

Once the enchantment is closed, spiritual power fluctuations will naturally occur.

When the woman in black noticed it, she put the bamboo flute on her lap and looked up at Ning Jie and the other two.

Seeing the woman in black looking at him, Ning Jie took a few steps forward and greeted her as a friendly greeting.

The woman in black nodded slightly in return, and immediately looked at Mi Chen's master and apprentice. When she saw the hair crown on Mi Chen's head, she was startled for a moment, then straightened her body, sat down and saluted Mi Chen. : "Fu Song, the eldest disciple of Huang Cheng, the head of the Gengwu Sect, see Master Wei Wu."

Mi Chen stroked the Cangbi jade that Ning Jie gave him, cast a glance at Fu Song, and said, "How did you recognize this deity."

Fu Song showed a calm smile like a chrysanthemum, and said: "The moon white jade on the hair crown of the immortal master was found by the younger generation in a secret place, and later it was inlaid on the hair crown by the master and given to the immortal master. That's why the younger generation can recognize it. A fairy teacher."

Mi Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and did not speak again.

Seeing Mi Chen's expression of unwillingness to speak further, Fu Song shifted his gaze to Ning Jie with interest, his beautiful eyes showed doubts, "You must be Ning Jie, the leader of this Immortal Gate Conference. But you have never seen Me, how do you know me?"

Ning Jie smiled slightly: "After the Immortal Gate Conference, I made friends with Brother Wang. He has your portrait in his hand, so he met the girl for the first time."

Fu Song suddenly remembered that Huang Cheng once said that Mi Chen and Goddess Xueqiu had a ten-year agreement, counting the time, it was this year.

Back then, it was only him and Wang Yi who were by his side. Thinking about it, if Ning Jie was able to see his own portrait, it should be Wang Yi who showed him.

Fu Song's face turned cold, and he said, "Mind your own business."

Ning Jie naturally heard Fu Song's dissatisfaction, but he consciously closed his eyes and did not speak.

But he also heard from Wang Yi why Fu Song had such a bad temper.

It seems that when Fu Song first suffered from leg disease and could not walk, many sects used the name of curing the disease to check whether Fu Song's legs were really lame or fake.

Fu Song was originally an extremely arrogant person. After such a farce, his already thin spine became more fragile, so he simply retreated directly and hid from everyone.

Also because of this, the woman who was used to standing at the highest place of the juniors of the fairy sect and being looked up to by everyone, now particularly hates when others focus on her, especially on her legs.

Ning Jie coughed lightly, and said: "If Miss Fu wants to cross Hewu Lake, she should take the green bamboo by the lake as a raft, and then she can float on Hewu Lake."

Fu Song nodded slightly: "Thank you for reminding me." After Fu Song finished speaking, she turned her head and told the man covering her face, "Yixin, please."

Yixin nodded, and after signing a sign language, he jumped onto the water, condensed his spirit whip and tried to wring the green bamboo.

But not surprisingly, his spiritual whip was also cut off by bamboo leaves.

Seeing this, Yixin was not discouraged, he immediately gathered a wave of spiritual power, the silt in the water was suddenly pulled up, forming a stone cone to pierce the green bamboo's roots.

But as soon as the bamboo stretched its waist, the tens of thousands of roots hovering at the bottom of the water suddenly seemed to have its own independence, and it escaped the puncture of the stone cone between jumps and flips.

Ning Jie congealed a rose with spiritual power, while gently twisting the petals, while carefully observing the conversation between Yixin and Qingzhu.

He originally thought that this green bamboo would be very different from ordinary bamboo in the human world, at least in the root system, but he didn't expect that the green bamboo in Hewu Lake also shared the same root system.

After Ning Jie figured it out, he turned around and handed Qiangwei to Mi Chen who was sitting beside him, and said, "Master, this disciple has figured out a way."

Mi Chen took Qiangwei, nodded slightly, and said, "Go."

Ning Jie condensed a wave of spiritual power, warmed up the cold tea beside Mi Chen, stood up, and set up another barrier, then looked at Fu Song, who calmly pushed the wheelchair to the side of the raft, leaned over to scoop up the water, and said : "Miss Fu, please set up a barrier, the cement may splash randomly later."

Fu Song took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands lightly, while setting up a barrier.

Seeing this, Ning Jie flew to Yixin, and said to him: "Brother Yi, let's cooperate with each other. Later, you will turn the mud into frozen soil, and then I will attack with Fushuo."

Yixin glanced at Fu Song, saw Fu Song nodded, and agreed.

Seeing that Yixin agreed, Ning Jie immediately condensed a huge spiritual force and smashed into the river. Seeing this, Qingzhu immediately blocked it with branches and leaves.

Yixin also reacted quickly, seeing that Ning Jie had blown up the water, he immediately gathered his spiritual power and turned the mud into frozen soil.

Naturally, Qingzhu sensed that the soil was turning into stone, and immediately opened its branches and leaves, uprooted and jumped up.

Ning Jie used the barrier to block the ice pick that Qingzhu bounced back, and shouted: "Brother Yi, pull up."

Hearing this, Yixin immediately used his spiritual power to shake up the thick ice and soil, and attacked the green bamboo's root system.

But this layer of soil was quickly pierced by the green bamboo roots.

Seeing this, Ning Jie immediately urged Fushuo to cut off part of the root system with Fushuo before the green bamboo fell to the ground, and then Fushuo circled to cut off the roots of the small part of the green bamboo that had been cut off.

At this time, the layer of soil that Yixin condensed had been disintegrated by the green bamboo leaves, and the green bamboo forest fell into the water again.

But the other part of the bamboo loses its spiritual power and is called ordinary bamboo, floating on the water.

Seeing this, Yixin threw out his spirit whip and took part of the green bamboo.

Ning Jie was not surprised by Yixin's actions. From the very beginning, Ning Jie realized that Yixin didn't want to go with them. Naturally, Ning Jie didn't want to go with them either. The presence of others prevents him from acting coquettishly.

Ning Jie threw out a small amount of spiritual power, and raised one of the green bamboos upright. Then, in a flash, this strong green bamboo broke into thousands of strands, and soon became a bamboo under the urging of the spiritual power. rope.

While Mi Chen lightly drank the tea warmed by Ning Jie's spiritual power, he focused his eyes on Fu Song.

Fu Song noticed that Mi Chen was looking at her, so she raised her sleeves, picked up the teacup and moved forward to show her respect.

Mi Chen nodded slightly, he put down the teacup, raised his hand to break the barrier under Ning's steps.

Seeing this, Fu Song knew that Mi Chen had something to tell her, so he also put away the barrier.

Mi Chen sized up Fu Song for a moment, then suddenly said: "You said your name is Fu Song."