Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

In September, the long wind became cold, and the leaves on Shaohua Mountain changed from green to golden. Looking around, the forests are all dyed, the emerald green is flowing gold, and the green and red and yellow complement each other.

It was dark when it was only you, the wind in the forest groaned, and the village at the foot of the mountain was quiet, and everything carried the loneliness of autumn. Qiu Hu looked at the "Universal Secret Art" in front of him, scratching his head, mother-in-law, he really can't carry it, the master will check it tomorrow, what can I do?

He was scratching his hair, suddenly the tip of his nose rose, and he smelled a hint of fragrance. This is the scent of food, Qiu Hu immediately stood up, sniffing his nose like a dog, while groping towards the source.

As soon as I pushed the door, there was movement in the kitchen. Qiu Hu rushed over, grabbed outside the kitchen, and asked, "Sister Pastor, are you making food again?"

Only two-star monks can bigu. With so many new disciples of the Promise Sect, eating has become a big problem. The Promise faction naturally arranged a dining hall for the disciples, but the Promise faction is the most male inside and out. Not only do they want to grab food with a group of sword repairers, but the sadder is that the cook is also a sword repairer.

Jianxiu cooks, and he wins if he doesn't eat to death. It is too unfavorable to expect the taste. Therefore, no one of the Promise Sect was willing to go to the dining hall to eat, but they had to compromise when they were hungry. Most of the disciples cried while eating the brother's love for them in tears.

Mu Yungui tried it once, and felt that even Jiang Shaocai's roasted Beast meat was better than those in the Shantang cooking. Unless it is necessary, Mu Yun will generally do it himself.

Anyway, there is a kitchen in the school, so it can be used for a little bit of life. Mu Yungui put the things away and responded softly. Qiu Hu slapped at the door, tears streaming out from the corner of his mouth: "Sister Pastor, what are you baking?"

"Purple sweet potato yam cake." Mu Yungui said, "I don't have time today. Just make some."

Qiu Hu sniffed the smell in the air, thinking it was not casual. He looked eagerly, and said: "Sister priest is really good at everything. She is good-looking, good at swordsmanship, and can even cook. If anyone marries the priest in the future, it is absolutely blessed by God. Senior sister should do so much. Can't finish it, who are you making it for?"

Qiu Hu almost told me to taste a piece. At this moment, a voice came from behind him, calm and slow, not hurriedly: "What are you talking about?"

Qiu Hu was sober, he turned his head stiffly and saw Jiang Shaoci standing behind with his arms, quietly looking at him. Qiu Hu immediately persuaded him, he hehe smiled, and said, "Brother Jiang is also here, you are busy, I will go back to endorse first."

After speaking, Qiu Hu slammed back into his room and closed the door with a slam. Mu Yungui sighed and said, "They are all from the same family, why should you scare him?"

Jiang Shaocai smiled and curled his lower lip without a smile: "You can talk freely at the same door? God bless me, what does God think, what does it matter to them?"

Mu Yungui was helpless: "Well, he is also kind."

Kindly? Jiang Shaocai raised his eyebrows: "Is this kind of heart?"

Mu Yungui was rather helpless, Qiu Hu grew up from the mortal world, this is indeed a compliment in the logic of mortals. I don't know where this sentence offended Jiang Shaocai, and he began to be reluctant and unforgiving again.

Mu Yungui waited for a while, the pastry was almost ready. Mu Yungui turned to look at the fire, Jiang Shaocai heard the intermittent endorsements in Qiu Hu's room, and his mood was extremely unhappy.

But what did Qiu Hu say wrong? The world of cultivating immortals is different from the mortal world. Marriage is not the only way for a woman to go. But if Mu Yungui and people form a Taoist couple in the future, no matter what the identity of the other party, he will return as Muyun. Personality, will definitely live well. Mu Yungui has no worries for the future. This should have been a good thing, but Jiang Shaocai always thought of it and felt that he had a heart attack.

Mu Yungui took out the pastry, and put her slender fingers on the white and purple pastry, which was beautiful and elegant. Jiang Shaocai watched quietly, feeling a little dazed. When he regained consciousness, he found that Mu Yungui had divided the pastry into three and was looking for a box to pack the other two.

Jiang Shao resigned, and immediately asked, "Who are you going to give away?"

"Qiu Hu and Zhao Xulin. Some ordinary cakes are not valuable, so I will give them to express my feelings."

Jiang Shaocai didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "No!"

Even if you give it away, you only leave one third for him? Mu Yun glared at him: "Don't make trouble."

However, Jiang Shaocai was extremely insistent on this matter. It is okay to give someone away, but he must be the first, and he must not let other people's share exceed him, even if it adds up. Mu Yungui couldn't help him, so he could only watch him silently picking up the pastries from Qiu Hu and Zhao Xulin's gift box. In the end, if Mu Yungui hadn't stopped him, he could pick only one piece.

Take a piece of pastry out to give it away, and it is also done by Shaocai Jiang.

When Qiu Hu heard the knock on the door, he opened the door and saw Mu Yungui standing outside the door with a smile, and handed him a well-packed box: "I hope you will not dislike the small snacks I made casually."

Qiu Hu was shocked. He immediately went to see Jiang Shaocai and found that Senior Brother Jiang was leaning in the corridor. Although he was reluctant, he did not stop him. Qiu Hu took the gift box that was still glowing, and was moved to tears.

What kind of treasure is the pastor sister? The sunshine is not as warm as her. Qiu Hu opened the box three times and shoved a piece of it into his mouth. He burst into tears.

He was wrong. God blessed the man who could marry the priest sister. At least he had to be the son of God to be so lucky. How could anyone in the world dislike such a beautiful and gentle sister?

Mu Yungui went to Zhao Xulin's door to deliver snacks. After she knocked on the door, it was a long time before Zhao Xulin opened the door. Zhao Xulin was dressed in a loose white coat, and looked weak and gentle. He was quite surprised when he learned of Mu Yun's coming back, "Give it to me?"

Mu Yungui nodded: "That's right. I did it myself, it's a bit crude, just laughed."

Qiu Hu bulged his cheeks behind and shook his head: "Neither vulgar nor vulgar..."

Zhao Xulin took the gift box, not gobbled it up like Qiu Hu, but carefully admired the box. It seemed that he cared about someone giving him a gift, not food.

Seeing his expression, Mu Yungui paused and asked: "Doesn't Junior Brother like to eat cakes?"

"No." Zhao Xulin raised his eyes and smiled gently at Mu Yungui, "I just didn't expect someone to prepare a gift for me, thank you Pastor sister."

Zhao Xulin's appearance is not as sharp as Jiang Shaocai. If Jiang Shaocai is like a crystal and is beautiful and public, he will burn the eyes of others when he meets. Then Zhao Xulin is like water, gentle and elegant, white and beautiful, not noisy or noisy.

Mu Yungui shook his head and declined, sighing inwardly.

Speaking of Zhao Xulin, he is also very contradictory, saying that he is a member of the Xiuxian family, but he lives in the most remote corner of the outer door, and has no business on weekdays. It seems that he has no pastime except reading; if he is ordinary, he is familiar with astronomy and geography, yes. The families and sects on the mainland are so precious, but he knows the news that is not recorded in the book.

It seems that Zhao Xulin also has a lot of secrets. Thinking of this, Mu Yungui laughed at himself. Apart from Qiu Hu, among the four people in the house, which one is not a secret? Including Mu Yungui, isn't her life experience also confusing?

Seeing Mu Yungui, Zhao Xulin seemed to be distracted, and asked, "Tomorrow is the big match. Does Senior Sister have any plans?"

Mu Yun was stunned: "So fast?"

"The Yunshui Pavilion has arrived in Guxu City, and there will only be more sects arriving next. The Yunshui Pavilion is coming sooner than expected, so the big competition was also held ahead of schedule."

This year is the Three Thousand Years Ceremony of the Promise Sect. Cultivation is never a personal matter. Only by constantly discussing and discussing the Tao with others, can we discern the original mind and make progress. It's a pity that this is not what it used to be. Warcraft occupies most of the land on the mainland. The passages between the immortal gates have to be blocked and their own affairs are in their own hands.

Therefore, as long as there is an opportunity to communicate, all sects will attach great importance to it. The celebration held by the Promise Sect is not only to promote its own reputation, but also to provide a platform for disciples of various sects to exchange ideas. This competition of the Promise Sect does not restrict identity. As long as you are sincere about the Tao, you can participate as much as you want, whether you are a disciple or a foreign guest.

Now that the guests have arrived, the Wuji faction can't leave them alone, so they have a big match in advance for the disciples of both sides to compete.

Mu Yungui was rather embarrassed when he heard the name of Yunshui Pavilion. It seems that overlooking Yunmengze was still yesterday, and they met again in the blink of an eye. Mu Yun said in a strange way: "The invitation said that the celebration is only held in October, and this is only September. Why does the Yunshui Pavilion arrive so early?"

Zhao Xulin shook his head: "I don't know. It may be that there is Pavilion Master Zhan, and there is no monster on the way to provoke me, so hurry up."

After Mu Yun returned, he was shocked: "Pavilion Master Zhan is in the team?"

"Yes." Zhao Xulin said, "I heard that this time the Yunshui Pavilion was led by Pavilion Master Zhan himself. It seems that the personal relationship between the head and Pavilion Master Zhan is really excellent. Pavilion Master Zhan has always been arrogant, but this time he personally came out to celebrate the birthday of Wuji. It's really rare."

Jiang Shaocai leaned against the corner of the stairs, put a pastry in the entrance, and snorted coldly in his heart. Huan Zhiyuan and Zhan Qianxi have a good personal relationship? Yes, ordinary people can see things. He had been blinded for so long before he didn't even notice.

It really deserves to be calculated.

When Qiu Hu heard that Zhan Qianxi was coming, he was also excited. He hurriedly squeezed up and asked, "Is the Pavilion Master Zhan the number one beauty in the immortal world who claims to have a six-star cultivation and a peerless appearance?"

Zhao Xulin scratched his head and said, "Pavilion Master Zhan has stayed in Yuheng for many years. As for whether it is Kaiyang...I don't know. It is rumored that she looks very beautiful, but it may not be the first beauty."

"What?" Qiu Hu's eyes widened, unbelievable, "There is still a woman more beautiful than her in the world?"

Zhao Xulin is a scholar after all. It is really difficult for him to comment on the woman's appearance. When he saw Mu Yungui, he suddenly said in a joking tone: "There is no absolute thing. If you don't talk far, just talk about the priest sister, isn't it more beautiful than Pavilion Master Zhan?"

Mu Yungui was listening to the news, and the topic suddenly came to her. She was rather helpless, and said with a face: "Junior Brother Zhao, don't laugh, how can I compare with Pavilion Master Zhan."

Zhao Xulin smiled slightly: "That's not necessarily. What do you think, Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Shaocai was lowering his head to wipe the debris from his hands. He put down his veil, raised his eyes, and glanced at Zhao Xulin indiscriminately: "Have you seen Zhan Qianxi?"

Zhao Xulin closed his sleeves and smiled lightly and said: "Where did I meet the famous Pavilion Master Zhan. I just think that the priest sister is already extremely beautiful. If there is anyone in the world who is more beautiful than her, it is really hard to imagine."

Mu Yungui became more embarrassed as he listened, and said hurriedly: "Junior Brother Zhao, thank you for giving me face, but my appearance is not ordinary and I can't afford these words."

ordinary? The faces of the few people present became delicate together, and Zhao Xulin smiled and said: "Sister Pastor, if your appearance is so ordinary, there will be no beautiful people under that day."

Although Jiang Shaocai could not understand Zhao Xulin, he agreed with this sentence. Among other things, Mu Yun is more than enough to return to Zhan Qianxi.

The corner of Qiu Hu's mouth was stained with cake dregs. He looked at Jiang Shaocai and then Zhao Xulin. He felt that the world was getting harder and harder. There are many men in the Promise faction, and they have a strong atmosphere of competition, and they have to grab everything. Unexpectedly, now even the sweet words are curled up.

Is it so hard to eat in one bite?

Qiu Hu held back for a while, and suddenly said: "Sister Pastor, you are the best-looking person I have ever seen, more beautiful than my sister. If I have a brother, I must beg you for him."

Before Qiu Hu finished speaking, he was hit by a mass of things in the back of his head. He held the back of his head and squatted down in pain. Jiang Shaocai stood behind, staring at him coldly: "It's too beautiful to think."

Zhao Xulin nodded in agreement: "Indeed."

Mu Yun couldn't bear it and scolded coldly: "Enough, I don't like others talking about my appearance, this topic ends here."

When Mu Yungui spoke, Zhao Xulin and Jiang Shaocai both settled down. Zhao Xulin was somewhat joking just now, and now his expression is serious and serious: "Pavilion Zhan once claimed to be the number one beauty in the immortal world, but it's not a problem in recent years. The princess of the Mu family in the northern border has grown up, so it's worth it. Time, it should be eighteen years old now, which is exactly the time of Huaxin. There is a beauty in the north, and this princess is very close to the emperor by blood, and his appearance is unimaginable. It is a pity that the imperial city and the outside world are few and there are few outsiders. If you have seen the true face of Princess Mu, if a few years pass, it will be hard to say who the title of the best beauty in the immortal world belongs to."

Before Mu Yun returned, he had listened to the gossip of his senior brother and knew that Zhan Qianxi was once Jiang Ziyu's fiancée. Regardless of why Jiang Ziyu died, it is undeniable that he has the best reputation. Being able to be engaged to a world-famous genius, Zhan Qianxi can be top notch regardless of family background, ability or appearance. Such a peerless beauty, Zhao Xulin actually said that she is inferior to the princess in the north?

Mu Yungui was infinitely curious about this princess. She asked, "Who is this princess?"

"She, she is the only daughter of King Zhen'an and the niece of the Northern Emperor, named Mu Simao."

"Musiyao?" Jiang Shaocai narrowed his eyes and rarely took the initiative to ask, "Is she sure by this name?"

"Naturally." Zhao Xulin felt that Jiang Shaocai's words were headless and very strange. He glanced at Jiang Shaocai in surprise, and said, "There are few offspring in the northern realm, and the royal family is single-passed by six generations. It was so easy that this generation gave birth to a princess who was held in the palm of the hand by the entire imperial city. I heard, mousse Yao was embraced by Empress Mu into the palace as soon as she was born. She loved her as her own granddaughter, and the emperor of the North also loved her for ten minutes. It is rumored that she intends to make her the emperor and let her inherit the Datong in the future."

Mu Yungui's black eyes were bright, and he asked seriously, "What about the sons and daughters of the Northern Emperor's own? Wouldn't they be jealous?"

Zhao Xulin slowly shook his head and said: "He has no children of his own. I had heard that the Imperial City was preparing for the wedding before, but then there was no sound. I don't know if he is married or not."

Mu Yungui replied in a low voice, thinking that these big forces are really complicated. Zhao Xulin talked about gossip for a long time, he smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Blam me, the chattering box won't hold as soon as I opened it. The priest sister still has to practice. I've delayed the senior sister for a long time, so I'm really ashamed."

"Why?" Mu Yungui said politely, "what you said is very useful, I should thank you."

"Senior sister is always so courteous." Zhao Xulin said with a smile, "Tomorrow is the first day of the competition. I want to be very lively. Let's go and have a look."

Jiang Shaocai frowned, still struggling with Mu Siyao's name, which caused him to miss the best time. When he noticed Zhao Xulin's words and raised his head to stop him, Mu Yungui had already nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Jiang Shaocai's "No" was stuck in his mouth, and his eyebrows jumped fiercely. He looked at Zhao Xulin, squinted his eyes, and the cold light flashed by in his eyes.

After the pastries were delivered, the few people no longer talked about it, and soon went back to each room. Mu Yungui walked up the stairs and found Jiang Shaocai's expression uncomfortable, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

I didn't pay attention before, but this time, Jiang Shaoci caught the word "you" all at once. He raised his eyes coldly: "Why, don't you think I have a bad temper?"

Mu Yun was curious about returning home, Jiang Shaocai knew that he had a bad temper. Mu Yun returned with clear eyes and said warmly: "No, I'm just worried that you are in a bad mood. Will you go to the library tomorrow?"

In a blink of an eye, they have entered the Promise faction for a month. In the past month, Jiang Shaoci spent most of his time reading in the library. When Mu Yun returned to class, he followed her with her. He sat next to him and closed his ears and started to do his own things, regardless of what the master said. Mu Yungui didn't know how many miscellaneous books he had read these days, but he had completed ten courses by himself and was about to start the eleventh course.

Mu Yungui once suspected that he had scanned it as if he were a notebook, but when she asked about the contents of the book, Jiang Shaoci actually answered fluently. Mu Yungui was shocked. Putting aside the miscellaneous books for the time being, learning ten subjects a month, is this the speed that humans can achieve?

But these things really happened to Mu Yungui's side. Mu Yun wished to return to her heart. Fortunately, she had a good mentality.

Jiang Shaocai said indifferently: "I have read everything that should be done, and the rest is of no use, there is no need to go."

Mu Yungui listened to his scalp numb, and listened to what he said. Is this a human word? Mu Yungui didn't know what to say, and finally sighed: "You can arrange it yourself. But I still need to go to class. If you delay time, you can do your own thing in the future. You don't have to accompany me to class."

"It doesn't affect." Jiang Shaocai blurted out. He seemed to think of something, then smiled, and said unclearly, "Isn't tomorrow a big competition? I'm just going to see it."