Each disciple is not simple

He admitted that his motives were not pure when he became Mingjia's apprentice, and even now he had secrets that he could not tell Mingjia.

Originally, he thought Mingjia was also a particularly cold master, but he didn't expect that Mingjia was the kind of person who would be sincere and kind to others once he regarded them as his own.

It was also very strange. Although he didn't know how old Mingjia was, he must be not very young to be the master of a peak.

But the pure enthusiasm and kindness shown by Mingjia is like the warmth and straightforwardness that only a newcomer who has not experienced the evil of human nature can have.

Even if Mingjia is really a person who has not experienced much of the world, she is also well aware of all the ways of the world and the means and schemes.

These two contradictions make people want to explore Mingjia's past.

Mingjia's past is equally mysterious and difficult to explore.

Why is she the only one at Zhijian Peak? Doesn't she have any fellow disciples?

Currently, the only people who know the details are probably the peak masters and elders. Senior disciples like Dan Qing know nothing about it.

Mu Feng's mind was in a state of confusion, but the only thing he was sure of was that he finally had a sense of identity and conviction in his heart.

That is, he will definitely treat Mingjia with the same sincerity and protect Jianfeng as if it were his own home.

Since traveling through time, he has had a sense of belonging, his own backer, and even a family.

Mu Feng's eyes were slightly hot, and he glanced sideways at Jun Moyao who was meticulously recalling the sword style beside him.

The best Master will be protected by them!

“…Don’t look at me with such disgusting eyes!” Jun Moyao glared at him, “There is no sword sign on my face!”

No! No emotion at all!

This Senior Sister Feng Aotian who can ruin the atmosphere!

……

After a month of hell-level assessment in the Supreme Sect, Mu Feng felt as if he had lost his soul.

We are all new students, so why is there such a big gap between us?

Senior sister Jun Moyao successfully graduated from the school with excellent grades in all subjects.

And he...

Just don’t mention it! Just don’t mention it!

He was thankful that he still had some sense for making money, otherwise he felt that his master Mingjia would simply hang him on the wall the moment he learned that Chijian Peak would stop paying some of his monthly salary the next day.

The weather at Chijian Peak remains the same all year round, and you can only feel the wind getting colder.

When we walked to the town at the foot of the mountain, it was snowing heavily and people were selling Spring Festival couplets and firecrackers on both sides of the street.

Mu Fengcai felt as if he had been in another world for a long time. It was the Spring Festival.

They say there is no time in the mountains, and he didn’t feel anything in the past.

This is his first year in the world of cultivation.

Like modern boarding schools, Tai Shang Zong also has New Year festivals. Students can freely choose whether to go home for the New Year or stay in Tai Shang Zong.

During the seven-day holiday, you don’t have to practice Taoism every day, so you can completely relax yourself.

Therefore, the town at the foot of Tai Shang Zong Mountain was crowded with monks buying New Year's goods. Everyone bargained like an ordinary mortal and would never use their skills to bully others.

Mu Feng's storage bag was already full, and he was holding two jars of liquor in his hands.

He barely broke through to the middle stage of foundation building and has already learned to fly with a sword.

Tired and sweating, he saw his senior sister glaring at the unassembled red lantern on the ground with a look of deep resentment.

“…I’ve already gone down the mountain, and you haven’t finished yet, Senior Sister?” Mu Feng was speechless.

Jun Moyao's face was dark, but he lacked confidence. "I've never done this before. It's too troublesome! There's no need to be so particular about the festival. You have to hang red lanterns!"

"Isn't this for the festive atmosphere? It's not snowing on our Chijian Peak, so it's green and shiny, which is not very nice." As a pure northerner, Mu Feng always thinks that the New Year is about heavy snow and bright red, and then having a reunion dinner together happily. So he took the initiative to prepare items for the festival.

It must be said that no one in Chijian Peak is the type of person who would spoil the fun. As soon as he proposed, Mingjia agreed with a smile, and although Jun Moyao had a blank expression on his face, he also took the initiative to participate.

Mu Feng also invited Dan Qing and Mo Yan, but the two were the first disciples of the main peak and were very busy. Although they agreed to try their best to come, the time was not yet determined.

After helping Jun Moyao make the red lanterns, the two saw Mingjia holding his chin and looking at the blank couplet in front of him thoughtfully.

In order to create a Chinese New Year atmosphere, couplets are indispensable.

Mu Feng asked his master to write the couplet himself.

Several pieces of discarded red paper could be seen on the ground, and Mingjia's treasured Langyue Sword was lying on one of them, in a tattered state.

"Master, why did you throw your master to the ground? This is not like your character!"

During these few months of training, Jun Moyao had time to keep an eye on him except at the beginning.

Later, after Jun Moyao understood the sword style that Mingjia had learned in school, she became more devoted to her morning exercises and was unable to distract herself to take care of him in time.

After sneaking around for a few times, he was discovered by Jun Moyao, who told Mingjia about it.

Mingjia's Langyue Sword volunteered to go into battle and supervise Mu Feng.

Mu Feng thought that a sword would be easier to fool, but he didn't expect that the Langyue Sword was a sword with a sword spirit.

If he showed any signs of slacking off, the Langyue Sword would stab him in the butt without mercy.

Mu Feng's screams could be heard throughout Chijian Peak. Fortunately, the only person who slept during his training was the unshakable Mingjia, otherwise, there would be more people beating him up.

After a few visits, Mu Feng became familiar with the Langyue Sword and could even wipe the sword clean and return it every day.

It is said that a swordsman’s wife is his sword.

Mu Feng was also a mischievous fellow. After they became familiar with each other, he simply called Lang Yue Jian "Master".

When Langyue Sword heard this name, it would shyly take off on the spot, and Mu Feng would also get a few seconds to catch his breath.

Once, Mu Feng said something rude in front of Ming Jia, and he thought he would be scolded.

Unexpectedly, Mingjia was only surprised for a moment but did not refute.

As expected, the sword is the lifeblood of a swordsman!

Mingjia glanced at the Langyue Sword and said calmly, "It wanted to write the couplet, but in the end it disliked the ink because it was too smelly, so it spread the smell."

Lang Yuejian wanted to fly over in protest, but he still disliked the smell of ink from Ming Jia's side, so he could only stomp his feet on the spot.

Seeing this, Mingjia smiled, with a relaxed and gentle look on his face.

Looking at his disciple and the Langyue Sword beside him, Mingjia took a deep breath, and then swung his sword with all his might, completing the task in one go.

First couplet: Spring is here, and the world is filled with happiness.

Second line: May the world return peacefully in the new year.

Banner: Peace in the world

Mu Feng and Jun Moyao looked at each other, thinking that Ming Jia would write some grand words in a majestic manner, but unexpectedly, it was just a simple and ordinary wish.

It can even be said that the content of the couplet does not fit in with Mingjia's bold and open handwriting.

Mingjia seemed to be looking at them, and also seemed to be looking at other people through them. Her smile was warm and gentle, but mixed with something that Mu Feng and the others could not understand.

"I don't want much, just your safety and the world's peace. That's all."