Immortal couple

Looking from the outer corridor of the main hall, there is a shade of trees in the distance, like clouds like the sea, and the scattered pavilions reflect each other, like a palace in the sky.

On the high seat in the hall, Mei Yuefeng had solemn eyes, and was discussing important matters with the masters and elders who stood neatly side by side in the hall.

Jiuzhou·Southern Territory, a remote place with high mountains and hills, the economy and materials are not prosperous, and the state affairs are rarely involved. It is a place that has been demoted and exiled all the year round. The Palace of Worry moved to this place, and only then did some people flourish. Not long after, the monsters gradually arose, but the Palace of Sanssouci often took an attitude of avoiding the world, so that the monsters ran rampant and caused many disasters for the world. It was originally the responsibility of Sanssouci Palace, and it was inconvenient for other families to interfere, so Xian Yue, who was the head of the Dao League, was invited to manage it.

"The disciples who will go to the southern border this time will be selected from the top six in the martial arts competition!" Mei Yuefeng looked down and turned the teacup in his hand, and said slowly: "The seventh master will lead the team."

The masters and elders did not object to such a decision, but the third master who did not get the right to lead the team said slightly: "Master, I heard that a thousand-year-old fox demon appeared in the demon plague in the southern border. If it was Tu Shan Xia Cang back then, we I'm afraid there are not enough people for this trip, right? Although the top six disciples are outstanding, they are still inexperienced."

Mei Yuefeng's sunken eyes flicked sharply for a moment, he took a sip of his tea, and said with a light smile: "Third Master, you can't even untie the demon-locking array, so what experience are you talking about?"

After a burst of sweat, the third master gradually felt ashamed and dissatisfied. If the monster lock formation is so easy to solve, why can't you come out yourself as the head, but you can only feel dissatisfied. He lowered his head and retreated to line up. Say no more.

Casting a displeased glance at him, Mei Yuefeng continued: "The thousand-year-old fox demon is just a rumor, even if there is, the possibility of it being Tu Shan Xia Cang is uncertain, so the Seventh Master, this time you go to the southern border to check carefully , I think those monsters in Xueze also want to welcome back their old masters to make up for it. They must be killed when they see it, so as not to cause future troubles. That fox demon is just a three-tailed gray fox. Except for the obscene charm technique, its mana is not very high. You guys Respond carefully, and if it is really Tu Shan Xia Cang, you can notify me in time."

Seventh Master stepped forward and saluted: "Take orders!"

Nodding his head and putting the teacup on the table, Mei Yuefeng took a deep look at Mei Aoshuang who was standing beside him, turned his head and said casually to everyone: "Besides...except for the first six disciples, I am going to let Han Ling Zi's Taoist companion Wu Zhuo also went to experience it."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall, the second master seemed to have stepped on a few balls of cotton, and in panic, he tugged on the fourth master's sleeve before he stood still.

The third master gritted his teeth and wanted to jump with bare eyes, but he had to endure it, swallowing this thunder in his stomach and blowing it up. His majestic master is not as qualified as a fool. In his eyes, this is simply a kind of Public humiliation.

After the torment of last night, Mei Aoshuang was already a little absent-minded. Hearing this announcement, he took a while to react, but he was not shocked a few times before. After the pass, the master's temperament changed drastically, and many strange things happened one after another around her. Mei Aoshuang looked sideways, looking at the majestic silver-haired old man beside her, suddenly feeling strange, and the refined outline had a kind of disordered doubt. Master... What exactly is your intention with Wu Tutu?

There was endless controversy in front of the hall, and the fourth master cupped his hands impatiently: "Master, Wu Shizhu is No. 1. I'm afraid your decision is unfair, and you will definitely be questioned by Xianyue's disciples, saying that you are favoritism and unfairness. Xianyue's atmosphere in the future will be hard to correct!"

Qin Dongming also disagreed, but he stood from another angle: "The monsters in the southern border are rampant, and there are dangers everywhere. Wu's attempts to cultivate are not good enough, and he can't even distinguish the monsters. Going here will be a matter of life. Please take care of me." The door is closed."

Xianyue was defeated twice by the same person, both of which happened under the noses of the disciples of the sect. It must have aroused people's hearts, and even the Xianyang reincarnation technique would be questioned. Pressure, to restore the majesty of Xianyue, is a good way, but the arrangement of Wu Tu by the head is really incomprehensible. He has targeted this disciple twice in a row, as if he needs to be dealt with more than the intruder.

The Seventh Master looked deeply at Mei Yuefeng, without saying a word, his elegant eyes showed some incomprehension...

There was a lot of crying and shouting in the main hall, most of them complained about their disciples.

Mei Yuefeng moved lightly with his jade steps, stood on the steps, stood straight in front of everyone, a shadow came over him, and he gave birth to a strong courage, and he shouted without any refutation: "Wu tried to enter the third district for examination, and you also said that he will definitely die. , Didn’t he come back safely? It means that he has his own set of abilities, he is qualified to go to the demon town to practice after entering the third district, and I didn’t deprive any of my disciples, I just brought him an extra person.”

"...!!!..." Everyone was ashamed.

We all know that idiot was digging bamboo shoots in the third district of the first class, and he didn't participate in the assessment at all, and with such a big basket in the third district, he just escaped from the battlefield by luck.Is this considered ability?Is the leader just playing around with bare hands?

"As for the safety issue, isn't there Seventh Master and Han Lingzi?"

The Seventh Master immediately broke out in cold sweat, cupped his hands and said humbly: "It's enough to be protected by Han Lingzi."

Even the Seventh Master stopped admonishing, no one dared to argue, they just met each other and shook their heads helplessly.

After being told that he would go to the southern border to eliminate demons with the elite disciples of Xianyue, Wu Zhuzhu thought he would be better, happy and excited. being dragged across a table.

The backyard of Huayan Hall looks spacious because of the small number of disciples, but it is not lonely at all. There is an old pagoda tree in the garden. When it is in full bloom, the green leaves and branches are covered with clusters of white flowers, carrying a faint floral fragrance. When the wind hits, flying flowers rise and fall slowly. Under the golden sun and blue sky, it is a poetic scene.

The mottled sunlight cast by the leaves sprinkled on the round stone table under the tree. There were five masters and apprentices around the table.

"Only six of the Eight Great Halls are eligible, and we have two places in the Huayan Hall, which is really beautiful." Junior brother Qing Yang said cheerfully, pouring himself a glass of wine very proudly.

Like Qin Dongming, Qingchuan put on a straight face, and knocked on Qingyang's forehead with his chopsticks: "For the top six quotas, we only have Wuya in Huayan Hall. It’s not honorable to talk about it everywhere.”

"Oh." Qingyang touched his head, then lowered his head.

Wu, who was peeling peanuts, tried to disagree: "I'm not an add-on!"

Qing Chuan squinted his eyes: "What do you think you are?"

Wu Zhuji: "Special guest!"

Qingchuan: "..."

"Uh." Qiu Wuya hiccupped disdainfully, and lay lazily on the only rocking chair, with a wine can in his left hand and a splint for dressing in his right hand, his eyes were slightly bent, and he looked at Wu like a cat. The ridiculous appearance of trying to boast.

Wu Yu tried to look sideways and said in surprise, "Second Senior Brother, how dare you drink?"

Qin Dongming, who had always been gloomy and displeased, nodded in relief, and said to Qiu Wuya with concern: "Wu Ya, drinking is not good for your recovery. You will be leaving for the southern border in a few days. You should be careful."

"The most important thing is to get back to the original shape!" Wu tried to add.

After everyone was startled, they were silent, what should they do.

Qiu Wuya didn't move at all, only listening to the habitual strike of thunder, Wu Jitu spit black smoke, his hair exploded into a handful of hay.

Wu Tutu was kicked flying, drew a long arc in the air, and fell into the garden of Suoyao Chenxiang Pavilion. He grinned his teeth in pain when he hit the ground. When he saw Mei Aoshuang on the summer pavilion, the painful expression immediately Disappeared, put on a flattering smile, got up and ran over.

"Senior brother, are you painting?"

Mei Aoshuang frowned slightly, ignored it, and continued to hook the pen in her hand without paying attention, the slender fingertips flowed into the pen barrel, and the tip of the red cinnabar pen gently moved on the yellow talisman paper. Magical talismans, one by one red and yellow talismans are neatly stacked into small stacks, placed next to the pen holder.

After getting closer to see it clearly, Wu Zhuzhu sighed: "Senior brother of the sect master drew the demon-suppressing talisman himself, and the talisman division didn't send it to you?"

At noon, he went to the Fulu Division to get the demon talisman, but the uncle in charge there refused to give it to him. He was also refused to go to the medicine hall to get the elixir. Wu Shizhu was a little unhappy, but after going to Huayan Hall to eat and drink for an afternoon, he forgot about it again, and when he came back, he saw Mei Aoshuang painting the demon-suppressing talisman here, so he remembered it.

Even the senior brother who is in charge of the sect has to draw the talisman by himself, so he should be able to get the materials for suppressing monsters. As if he understood it, Wu Shizhu laughed again and said: "The drawing is really good, even better than the Fulu Division's." ! The demon-suppressing talisman blessed by the master brother must be extraordinary."

Hearing this gracious flattery, Mei Aoshuang didn't say a word, put down the cinnabar pen, got up and left.

He needs to cleanse himself and take a bath to write the spiritual method. He has no hair tied now, and the hair almost reaches his ankles. The dark blue skirt seems to have the ancient charm of the peach blossom garden. Today, it is the breeze in the ears, the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, and the loneliness of the world of mortals.

"Brother Sect Leader, are you going back to your room again?"

Without getting a response, Wu Shizhu didn't feel left out, but turned around for no reason, and saw the stack of demon-suppressing charms lying cleanly on the table. Put it in your arms.

"Hey, what's yours is mine, who told us to go to court?"

Then Wu tried to go back to the attic. Although Mei Aoshuang didn't want to have any sense of existence for him just like before, she never asked about the talisman. That night, Wu tried to laugh occasionally in his sleep.