Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

According to the headmaster's arrangement, today was the day when Yun Chong resigned from the outer sect and started classes.

Several junior fellow students from Song Mingfeng also came to watch the fun.

Just as he was speaking, Yun Ci suddenly turned his gaze to Yan Qu, with a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Yan Qu kept on babbling with his drake voice: "Senior sister, are you nervous for the first time in class? Have you thought about what you want to teach? I heard that those boys haven't been exposed to magic yet!"

Like a spermatozoa.

Yun Ci asked Mingxi in confusion: "What's wrong with him?"

Unexpectedly, Mingxi also explained in a hoarse voice: "Maybe, maybe, probably, this is the only way for men."

Yun Ci: "?"

Lu Lingyou laughed heartily and pointed at Jiang Hua, who was the only one who didn't speak. "Senior sister, don't look at Brother Jiang Hua for not speaking. The three of them changed their voices together, hahahahaha."

Yun Ci has never been a boy, but he is also very confused: "Boys should only change their voices when they are in their teens, right? How do you..." Whose boy only changes his voice when he is almost twenty years old?

There was nothing that could be done to stop him from changing his voice. The three junior brothers all looked at Lu Lingyou pointing at them with expressionless faces and laughed.

I can't help it, my throat still hurts.

Lu Lingyou, who was just laughing, suddenly let out a loud noise, and his voice became hoarse when he spoke again: "..."

This time, he was laughed at mercilessly by three senior brothers.

Okay, all four disciples of Song Mingfeng have reached the stage of changing their voices.

Quite a coincidence.

Yun Ci couldn't help laughing.

Lu Lingyou hadn't accepted the fact that his voice had changed for a second, and the flowers on his head were all wet.

In fact, the voices of these four people used to be very nice, but suddenly the duck possessed them, which gave Yun Ci a huge auditory impact.

Fortunately, the junior fellow students were all silent, no one spoke first, and walked to the sect school with cold expressions.

The inner disciples passing by thought they were imitating Senior Sister Yun Ci and adopting a cold persona today.

However, the four people following Yun Ci stood two on each side, all with dull faces, which really shocked the outer disciples who were still playing and playing in class, and they quickly sat down in their seats.

Having found the fun, Yan Qu and Lu Lingyou became more and more cold-faced and stared straight at the group of young disciples in the classroom whose average age was less than ten years old.

Bullying children is indeed fun.

Yun Ci couldn't help but laugh, and after making a breeze, he pushed all four junior brothers out, and then looked back.

The group of disciples in the classroom happen to be the new disciples that Yun Ci guarded and registered before, but now they are all neatly dressed, wearing navy blue outer sect clothes, with white jade disciple badges hanging around their waists.

Naturally, they all still remembered this beautiful senior sister, and even heard about her legendary deeds.

Yun Ci has not taught many students, but she has taken classes from elders of various peaks in the past, so when she asked what the disciples had learned.

The young disciples below all answered excitedly.

After it finally quieted down, a little girl sitting in the front row raised her head and asked eagerly: "Senior sister, do you want to teach us swordsmanship? The swordsmanship to beat that bald head away like you did yesterday!"

Every child has the dream of beating an invincible opponent in the world. Yun Ci laughed and said, "The sword in your hands is to protect the people you want to protect. Using it to fight is not what a swordsman should do."

"Then Senior Sister, who is the person you want to protect?"

Yun Ci looked up and saw Jiang Pei sitting in the last row.

Yes, he is also a new disciple. Although he is older, he is also the target of her teaching.

Yun Ci spread his hands, and a blue scale appeared in the palm of his hand. Amidst the surprised sounds of the disciples, Yun Ci said: "Everyone has a scale in their hearts. As long as you make sure that the scale in your heart is not crooked, you will be able to save anyone." There’s nothing wrong with that.”

Jiang Pei stood up, his face no longer showing the frivolity he had when he was testing his spiritual roots. He lowered his eyes and saluted, "Thank you, senior sister, for your teaching."

The next teaching session went surprisingly smoothly. Song Mingfeng's team squatted outside the classroom, entranced by Yun Ci's gentle voice inside.

After a while, Yan Qu said: "I also went to school when I was a child, but because I didn't have any money to give to the teacher, the teacher always liked to catch me and ask some strange questions in class."

Because of the period of voice change, Yan Qu's words were a little hoarse. It was unclear whether it was a problem with his voice or whether he was crying thinking about the past.

Lu Lingyou was playing with ants on the ground. He didn't hear clearly for a moment and raised his head and said "Huh?"

Jiang Hua had not spoken since he found that his voice had become hoarse in the morning, but this time he spoke: "When the beast tide came, the school at the entrance of the village was the first to suffer. Some of my friends were eaten in front of me. Thinking about it now, I’m really lucky to be alive.”

Lu Lingyou was close to him and happened to hear these words: "You...have all experienced the beast tide?"

Jiang Hua nodded, remembering that his junior sister was born in a family and should have never experienced such a thing: "Everyone in the world has experienced beast tides to some extent. In recent years, I have heard that beast tides have become more and more frequent."

Four young disciples were sitting outside the school. Lu Ze, who was passing by, saw him and made the magic weapon fall in front of the four of them.

He first looked through the window at Yun Ci who was teaching his disciples how to control spiritual power, and then squatted with the four people outside.

He took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and was about to pour out four small balls. He suddenly spoke: "Senior Sister Yun Ci just sent me a message saying that you have a problem with your throat... Just say a few words and let me listen."

The four of them had no doubts and opened their mouths to spit out a few words with difficulty.

His voice was hoarse, and Lu Ze, who originally had a serious face, couldn't hold back.

He held his belly and laughed, his voice so low that he almost couldn't breathe because he was concerned about the disciples inside who were still in class.

Only then did several people realize that they had been deceived by Lu Ze.

When did the honest Lu Ze become so bad!

Ming Xi gave a silent look, made a soundproof shield with a hand, and Jiang Hua and Yan Qu pounced on Lu Ze and choked him.

Yan Qu lowered his voice: "Boy, when did you become so mean-spirited?"

Ben was laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe, but Jiang Hua was still scratching his armpits silently.

Lu Ze was ticklish and begged for mercy again and again. He handed over the bottle with shaking hands: "Hahahaha don't... don't... take one pill for each person and it will be fine in three days... hahahaha don't."

Mingxi put the bottle away, and Yan Qu and Jiang Hua scratched it a few more times before letting Lu Ze go.

After taking the medicine, his throat was indeed much better. Lu Ze took a breath and said, "Don't talk much these three days, otherwise your throat will get worse in the future."

When he heard that it would take three days to recover, Lu Lingyou asked with a grimace: "Isn't there that kind of medicine that will take effect immediately?"

Lu Ze pointed at himself: "Do you think I look like a miracle doctor?" The voice change period is something that everyone will experience, even monks cannot avoid it, "Or do you want Elder Cao to treat me?"

Thinking of the operation of feeding large amounts of medicine, the four of them shook their heads.

"Isn't that right?" Lu Ze packed up his loose robe, "My skills are just like that, I can't do without them even three days a day."

After speaking, he glanced at Yun Ci in the room: "Senior Sister Yun also teaches disciples?"

The disciples of Song Mingfeng were all brought out by Yun Ci. Occasionally Chang Ning showed up to teach their swordsmanship.

But Yun Ci is also a wild man, and his disciples are just like Chang Ning in this aspect.

Neither.

After the four of them realized the Tao, they were thrown to the elders of each peak. After completing the course, they were stared at by Yun Ci every morning and night and used the basic swordsmanship of Songming Peak for a hundred times.

After Lu Ze asked, the four of them shook their heads at the same time.

Yan Qu saw Jiang Pei behind him, who almost stole his younger brother's position, and his appearance had changed a lot from when he first met him. To put it into detail, this man's behavior had become more restrained.

He pointed at Jiang Pei and asked quietly: "Why does that person feel weird?"

Several people followed Yan Qu's hand to look. Jiang Pei, who was at the end of the hall, was staring at Yun Ci with serious eyes. However, if you didn't look carefully, it would be easy to ignore him.

Obviously his height is very conspicuous among this group of children.

Lu Ze asked strangely: "This kid was quite active when he was climbing the ladder. How come he is so calm after the moon is gone? Has he also reached the stage of changing his voice?"

Jiang Hua tickled his flesh and warned him.

Lu Ze then changed the topic: "Don't mention it, this kid is quite talented. He has been practicing Qi for a few months, but it's just this water spirit root that can't hold back the Qi, and it's in vain that he's taking advantage of the people around him."

Most of the people sitting next to Jiang Pei rushed to refine their Qi because of the walking spirit stone's physique.

The class was not long. They also had classes from other elders. Yun Ci just taught them how to circulate spiritual energy in the body.

They were all young enough to sit for a while, and they ran away in droves as soon as get out of class was over.

Yun Ci also went out and asked his junior brother who was squatting in the corner to leave. Seeing them all squatting together, he couldn't help but laugh: "What are you doing here?"

"Sister Yun."

After Jiang Pei packed up his things, he called Yun Ci at the door.

Yun Ci turned to look at him.

Jiang Pei stood behind the window, with the morning sun slanting in front of him. He stretched out his hand and held the warm light in vain: "Senior Sister Yun, I heard that there will be a small secret realm in a few days, and there is something in it that can cure my spiritual root problem. Magic weapon." He let go of his hand and looked up at Yun Ci, "I want to go, is that okay?"

What a strange question. The secret realm is a personal opportunity. If it can solve the problem of leaking spiritual power, whether to go or not, what is the use of asking Yun Ci.

But Yun Ci still replied: "Then I wish you good luck."

Yan Qu still remembered his grudge and pulled Yun Ci's sleeve towards Songming Peak: "Senior sister, hurry up, hurry up, I heard that the master is still lying in bed recovering from his injuries. Let's go and see the master fulfill his filial piety."

Jiang Pei stood there, watching Yun Ci leave, and suddenly smiled: "Good luck? I hope so."

Chang Ning, who was told by Yan Qu to fulfill his filial piety, was half-sitting on the bed. He stretched out a hand and Elder Cao pinched his wrist and held it carefully.

The ascetic appearance in front of others is now only wearing a thin layer of summer clothes. The loose collar reveals a pale chest with some old wounds on it.

Elder Cao frowned and sighed for a long time: "You said that you have been crazy at the front line all day long and unwilling to rest for a quarter of an hour. Now it's better. The evil energy has entered your body, and you don't even have the strength to resist it. .”

Chang Ning retracted his hand, put it into a fist and put it to his lips, coughing softly: "It's just demonic energy."

"Ah, yes, yes, it's just demonic energy." Elder Cao took out the medicine bottle, "This is Feng Nantian's demonic energy. Who is that, Xu Tong's favorite disciple? If you are not so desperate, you should have a good rest and be careful about the birth of The inner demon is coming.”

"It's just Feng Nantian...cough...you don't have to worry."

"I'm not worried. It's not me who broke the sword anyway." Elder Cao poured out the pills and stuffed them into Chang Ning's mouth. "The sword is broken. Now you have to rest if you don't want to. Take good care of yourself. The leader of the righteous path is the demon. I Where can the Xuantian Sect put its face?"

Knowing that Elder Cao was caring about him, Chang Ning swallowed the medicine, shook his head and said with a smile: "The demonic energy of Xu Tong in the Three Realms War did not make me fall into a demon. I am just Feng Nantian, what are you afraid of?"

"You haven't fallen into a demon because you still have the strength to resist. Now, do you want to take a look at your sea of ​​consciousness? It's full of black energy!"

Elder Cao wanted to say more, but suddenly he heard footsteps approaching Songming Peak and had no choice but to shut up.

Chang Ning tucked up his collar, leaned against the bed and smiled: "It doesn't matter, even if I become a demon, Yun Ci has the ability to kill me."

"Can you think of something better?"

The two of them didn't speak anymore. Elder Cao lowered his head to pack his medicine box. After a while, he heard a drake voice calling Master outside the yard.

After receiving Chang Ning's promise, a few people walked in slowly.

Elder Cao recognized that the sound was coming from Yan Qu, and looked at Yan Qu in confusion: "What's wrong with your throat?"

"Just..." The scenes of Elder Cao's crazy drug testing were created in his mind, and his words drifted, "It's just that when you are old enough, there are some things that boys should experience."

It turned out that it was the voice-changing period. For the first time, Elder Cao did not take a few people to test the medicine. He put the medicine box on his back and stood up. He only glanced at the other three young disciples who were also silent.

The young disciples who were looked at bowed their heads.

Elder Cao pinched his eyebrows and said, "Talk less and drink more hot water." Then he left in a hurry.

After sending Elder Cao off and regaining his energy, Yanqu approached Chang Ning and asked earnestly: "Master, why are you here, Elder Cao? Are you feeling unwell?"

Chang Ning's eyebrows widened and he just said it would be out of the way.

If you want She Niu to take the initiative to speak, it is better to look forward to the possibility of She Niu becoming mute.

Even if the voice is changing, it will not affect Yanqu's ability to ask questions.

Changning was actually good-tempered and responded to every question.

This scene surprised Yun Ci who was sitting in the room.

But soon her eyes fell on the Changning sword beside the bed: "Why is Master's sword broken?"

Changning lowered his eyes and looked at his sword: "I have been killing for too long, and the sword can no longer bear it."

Originally, it was just broken and the blade was a little blunt. As soon as Feng Nantian came out, he broke his sword into pieces.

It also comes with an extra dose of magic energy.

Yun Ci nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She wasn't used to getting along with Chang Ning, so she just listened to Yan Qu's conversation with Chang Ning.

After a while, Yan Qu and the others' voices became quieter. Yun Ci raised his eyes and found that Chang Ning had fallen asleep due to the effect of the medicine.

She then opened her hand, and the Changning Sword flew into Yun Ci's hand.

The originally grumpy Changning Sword became as obedient as Yun Ci's natal sword in Yun Ci's hands.

Yun Ci didn't know that Chang Ning Jian was also a sword spirit with a temper, so he just held the hilt of the sword and pulled it out.

Oops, where is the sword broken with just a fluttering sentence? It was clear that only the hilt of the sword was still intact.

No wonder he was beaten back and rested for so long.

Yun Ci raised his eyes and looked at the junior brothers gathered around the bed.

She thought for a moment, tapped the hilt of the sword with a snap of her fingers, and left the house with the broken sword.

The magnolia tree still grows in the yard, but the flowering period has passed, and green leaf buds appear on the branches.

The feeling of spring has already been driven away by the early summer in May.

Yun Ci sat on the stone bench under the tree, put the broken sword together on the stone table, and knocked on the sword body: "Is he still alive? Come out and let me see."

Although he was summoned by Yun Ci, Chang Ning Jian was also a sword spirit with backbone, and it was not a shame to be called out so lightly.

No matter what, you have to ask three times and four times.

Seeing that Chang Ningjian was unwilling to come out, Yun Ci smiled and said, "You should change your bad temper."

Yun Ci thought, and the sword spirit of Xue Zhongzhan turned into a white light and penetrated into the broken sword.

Xuezhongzhan can bully so many swords in the sword tomb, and Chang Ningjian is certainly not a problem.

I saw the broken sword blade trembling and emitting two different lights. In a moment, Xue Zhongzhan was holding a short-haired little boy emerging from the sword.

Her short black hair was messy and raised, except for a strand of blue hair on her forehead.

Yun Ci smiled: "You kid, why don't you care about your appearance? Why don't you wash your dirty hair?"

"What do you know!" Chang Ningjian tried to struggle, but was suppressed by Xuezhongzhan's force, but he still held his head high, the hair on his head bouncing, "This is called the charm of a man."

Xue Zhongzhan frowned: "You dirty little baby, what else do you know about the charm of a man?"

Lu Lingyou, who heard the voice, saw Changning Jian and said in a dumb voice: "Hey, where did this dirty little baby come from?"

Changning Jian jumped, but was suppressed by Xue Zhongzhan again: "What a dirty little baby, I am your uncle! Why are you so rude, my little apprentice!"

If you can't beat Xuezhongzhan, you can't scold Yun Ci. You can only scold Lu Lingyou to have a good time.

But Lu Lingyou didn't care, and only took Yan Qu to get a basin of water to give Changning Jian a bath.

Over there, Chang Ning's sword was struggling, while Yun Ci sat under the tree and took out materials to repair the sword.

There are two ways to replenish the sword, one is to get the spirit stone, and the other is to repair the sword and recast it.

Chang Ning was able to raise a sword spirit who was not particular about trivial matters (not paying attention to hygiene). It can be seen that when the sword is broken, he just uses spirit stones to mend it, as long as it looks like it can be used.

But it's not that he doesn't cherish it. There isn't much time left for him to replenish his sword on the front line.

Yun Ci melted some materials into the broken sword. When she was about to finish it, she suddenly asked Chang Ning Jian, who was bathing in the basin, "What kind of pattern do you want?"

Changning Sword has many ideas, such as being a sword that can blind the enemy when drawn out, or being a sword that can be drawn out so that others can see its extraordinary quality.

Finally, Yun Ci smiled: "You ask for too much. What qualifications do you, a sword spirit without a spirit stone, have to make demands?"

The angry Changning Jian was lightly stepped on the head by Xue Zhongzhan.

Can only be helpless and furious.

The Changning Sword is a sword with a sword spirit, so it is not an ordinary sword.

Ordinary materials couldn't be blended in, so Yun Ci scraped a layer of sycamore bark from the sea of ​​consciousness and added it to the sword body.

The spiritual fire melts all the materials and the sword, and finally refines it into the sword body.

The Changning Sword was originally a white sword. Because of the addition of sycamore wood, there was a touch of blue on the sword's spine, which matched the blue hair on the sword spirit's head.

Chang Ningjian, who was now clean after taking a bath, saw it, and all the dirty words turned into compliments: "You are quite attentive as a disciple."

But the tail of her hair was still raised and trembling with excitement.

Wutong wood is a sacred tree. With its blessing, the Changning sword becomes stronger.

Chang Ning Jian liked it very much. He held the freshly made sword and rubbed it again and again. Although it was not as popular as he wanted, he still liked it very much!

Xue Zhongzhan sat on the magnolia tree and sighed: "Hey, why is my sword master only good to other people's swords? The domestic sword is not as fragrant as the wild sword, so I know that no good thing will be my turn. But mine is That’s not right, I’m asking for so much, and it’s just annoying the sword master.”

I don’t know if I got this smell after eating several Xi Xingyuan.

The Songmingfeng team was also greedy. They all held their own swords and looked at Yun Ci eagerly.

Yun Ci: "..." Okay, you have to be fair.

Time passed quickly, and all the swords present were improved.

Wutong wood is originally a sacred tree. It is used as a material for sword making, so that each sword has different levels of sanity.

Being both sword spirits, Xue Zhongzhan was more aware of it and shook his legs: "In a short time, these swords will all give birth to sword spirits. I will have a lot of fun."

Yun Ci has been dissatisfied with the missing stamen of the plum blossom on the sword spine of Xue Zhongzhan for a long time. She was about to cast a stamen out of sycamore wood, but was stopped by Xue Zhongzhan.

Xue Zhongzhan shook her head: "This flower, not everything can be used as a flower center." She reached out and pulled off the gauze on her face, "Whenever my eyes come back, it will naturally have a flower center. "

Changning Jian, who was holding the sword and rubbing it back and forth, heard this and asked, "What about your eyes?"

"Eye..." Xue Zhongzhan shook his head silently and retracted his sword, "My eyes are not ordinary things."

This is the first time that Song Mingfeng has such a large crowd.

Except for Yun Ci, who had to go to Qianshan to hold classes every day, the other four people all gathered around Chang Ning to fulfill their filial piety.

But the four people who had never fulfilled their filial piety knew nothing but crosstalk, and they almost killed Chang Ning.

Elder Cao couldn't stand it anymore and kicked them all out: "Your master needs to rest, so noisy and noisy is nothing. You are so energetic and go to the Dharma Hall to take on some sect tasks to earn points, but you haven't taken on a task in months! "

The medicine given by Lu Ze was very effective, and several people no longer had the voices of male ducks.

The voices of the four people who changed their voices have more unique characteristics than before. The boys' voices are clean and the girls' voices are gentle.

The clean and nice voice passed through the ear bones, making Yan Qu indulge in his own voice, and became more talkative: "But didn't we go out to practice in the past few months?"

Ming Xi said seriously: "We have only been out for a month, so we don't need to take on missions to gain experience."

Elder Cao held the door and sneered when he heard this: "You have nothing to do, right? I just happen to have a few new medicines..."

The four of them quickly twisted their swords and ran away.

Elder Cao closed the door: "Your disciples are too lively."

Changning had already woken up and shook his head when he heard this: "Isn't this what you want?"

makes sense.

Elder Cao nodded, moved the stool and sat in front of the bed to feel his pulse: "Don't blame us. Songming Peak is less deserted than them, and you and Yun Ci don't like to talk. How many of them are there? , be more lively.”

After resting for so many days, Changning's pulse was stable, but his sea of ​​consciousness was still in chaos.

Elder Cao suddenly looked at the Changning sword beside the bed and asked, "I told you to rest, why can't you repair the sword in time?"

Changning shook his head: "It's not me."

"Who is that? The Xuantian Sect doesn't have weapons skills..." Elder Cao said as he drew his sword. The entire sword body glowed blue and was much sharper than before. "Hey, this sword-repairing technique is incredible. You I really don’t know who it is?”

Chang Ning shook his head, and Elder Cao stopped asking questions. He put the sword back into the scabbard and put it in Chang Ning's hand: "There are people on the front line to hold it, so you can cultivate yourself. Shu Fu has sent people to find the Buddhist disciples over there. Don’t be impatient as I help you get rid of the demonic energy.”

Chang Ning's sword was placed flat on his knees. Chang Ning's fingers rubbed the small seal engraved with Chang Ning on the scabbard. Hearing this, he nodded lightly: "I know."

Elder Cao laughed and scolded: "I see that you are still thinking of going to the front line and killing without your life. Just wait and wait for me. When the Buddha comes, we will take good care of your consciousness. You are still holding on despite what you have become." "

Afraid that Chang Ning would not change his mind, Elder Cao added before leaving: "If you want to sneak out, be careful I catch you and feed you the sleeping pills for a year."

Chang Ning stared at an inconspicuous frost flower on the scabbard, smiled, and his eyebrows melted like ice and snow: "I won't spare you, don't worry."

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In terms of age, the five members of the Songmingfeng team

Yun Ci is 21 years old, Ming Xi is 18, Jiang Hua is 17-18, Yan Qu is 15-16, and Lu Lingyou is 14-15 years old. This is basically the setting. Because there were interruptions in the update, my mind was washed away by knowledge and forgot many settings.

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