Penglai delusion

Xi Mo and Qu Ju bid farewell by the Horseshoe Spring.

Qu Ju put away the green cauldron, suddenly remembered something, and took out a handkerchief from his bosom, "Little friend, take this, and return it to your master for me to apologize, and I'll treat him to a drink some other day."

Xi Mo pressed his chest that was still churning, and didn't know whether it was rejoicing or resentment for a moment, but he panted and smiled slightly, "Master doesn't drink, and he's not angry. The one who is really angry is Miss Age, the elder needs to coax her well. "

Qu Ju's brows were slightly tinged with sadness, he just nodded and said, "If I can reconnect with Age, it will be thanks to you, a little matchmaker."

Xi Mo watched Qu Ju disappear into the bushes before turning around and walking towards Qianbi Cliff.

He held the handkerchief all the way.After entering the cave, there is no shadow of Jiangtan.

Thinking that this person probably went to the valley again, Xi Mo calmed down, went to the small well to draw half a bucket of water to wash the handkerchief, glanced at the shelf when it was drying outside, saw that the sand pear was gone, and laughed stand up.

When Jiang Tan came back, Xi Mo stared at him all the way with a smile on his face.

"Master, look." The child snuggled up sweetly, and blocked people in front of the big table with Bai Shengsheng's face up.

Jiang Tan didn't know why he suddenly squeezed beside him, and when he saw a handkerchief held in front of him, he couldn't help but paused, pondered for a moment, didn't know what to say, but raised his hand to touch his head.

This time, the touch was extremely clear, not only snoring hair, but also pressing down on the scalp.Xi Mo only felt a thunderbolt explode under his ribs, and he rushed up the spine, and exploded on Tianling Gaier with a bang, and he was stunned.

The whole person is also crispy.

He stretched his head over in a daze, wanting to stroke Jiang Tan a few more times, but Jiang Tan stopped.

"Master..."

Jiang Tan looked at him.

"You...can you..." Xi Mo gritted his teeth, "touch me again?"

A trace of disbelief flashed in Jiang Tan's eyes.After a moment of silence, he still leaned his hand over.

When someone touches it, Xi Mo's heart trembles, and he even has the urge to twist his waist.

On the one hand, he felt that he was worthless, on the other hand, he was soaked in honey, so sweet that his eyes were bent into crescent moons.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Tan thought of his snow fox again.

That fox probably has the same temperament as him, and likes to point at him very much.Every time he shakes his fur, squints his eyes and shakes his head in his palm, he enjoys it very much, just like this little disciple.

Jiang Tan thought for a while, could this child also be the incarnation of the monster race?

I thought for a while, but still didn't ask.

But Jiang Tan seemed to be enlightened.For the first time accepting apprentices, he seemed to finally know how to treat apprentices.

——It’s the same as raising snow foxes.

When Xi Mo bid farewell to Jiang Tan at the Economic Peak, the unspoken words he wanted were to be patted on the head.

This person's hands are not as gentle as mother's, with a warm fragrance.Holding a handful of them is warm and warm, and when they are wrapped around his hair, it will also bring about dry electric sparks, making the tips of his ears numb.

He felt pain, sobbed and begged his mother not to move his hair again.

Mother just laughed, scratched the tip of his nose and agreed.

Later, he felt pain again, and wanted his mother to touch his head again.When he opened his eyes again, it was this palm that was as cold and hard as green and white jade.

There is no hair involved at all, and there is no spark.But the beating made him numb.

Xi Mo lowered his head, swallowing the breath of the snow that was close at hand, and the undulating soreness in his chest seemed to be frozen a little bit.

He moved closer to Jiangtan, wrapped his arms around the other's back unknowingly, and murmured, "Today is... sweet and sour short rib chestnut chicken, and your favorite lettuce soup."

Jiang Tan felt that it was almost done, and the hair on the child's head was almost loosened by him, so he said, "Okay, let's go eat."

After speaking, there was no response from anyone, and he still held himself still.

"Xi Mo."

"

Master. "

"..."

"When Master is free in the future, please touch me more." Xi Mo buried his head in his lapel and said shamelessly, "If Master doesn't agree, I won't let go."

It's still the same thing, Xi Mo will be familiar with it again.

"Got it." Jiang Tan replied casually.

Xi Mo took it as his consent.

When eating, he kept pushing the meat to Jiangtan, but when he drank the lettuce soup by himself, he was in a hurry.

"You don't eat meat, why do you do so much?" Jiang Tan saw the child showing a sly smile, "Recently, my tongue is itchy, and I may have teeth. As you said, I need to eat more lettuce. He said, "The meat is all for Master. You have to eat a little fatter. The light weight is all bones. It hurts to hold me."

Jiang Tan paused with the tip of his chopsticks, and was at a loss for words for a while, before saying, "As long as you like it."

"I'm very happy." Xi Mo said, "Master eats meaty, will he be the same as a snowman?"

Jiang Tan nodded, "Probably."

"Then when it snows heavily, I can push you away." Xi Mo laughed so hard that he almost choked, "Come back covered in snowflakes, just like new clothes."

"No need." Jiang Tan said, "When it's not snowing, you can put me at the door."

Xi Mo was stunned.

"Other people will think that there is a snow that only you can see."

Xi Mo opened his eyes wide, "Master!" He was a little surprised, "How can you tell jokes?"

Jiang Tan just glanced at him, "Because I am your master."

Xi Mo thought to himself, this is simply unreasonable.But he nodded in praise and said, "Sure enough, it's Master. The real sneerers always tell jokes in a serious way, but they don't laugh."

In fact, he didn't find it ridiculous, but wanted to cry a little.

Because Jiangtan is indeed a snow that only he can see.

A snow that will never melt in your heart.

When Fu Yue arrived, the ghost energy in Xi Mo's body had not been eliminated.

The ghostly aura seemed to be conscious, no matter how strong the medicinal properties were over and over again, it took root in his body and was almost impossible to get rid of.Whenever the spiritual orifice is blocked, he can only take a bone-piercing medicinal bath.Even so, he stubbornly began to practice swordsmanship.

Although Jiang Tan didn't practice swordsmanship, he drew a sword manual to teach him.

"Have you figured out what to call it?" Jiang Tan watched Xi Mo pull out the brilliance and restrained fish bone sword, "It doesn't matter if you can't think about it now, but there must be a name."

"Think it over." Xi Mo said, "Let's call it Chang'an."

Jiang Tan didn't make a sound.

"Master thinks this name is too comfortable." Xi Mo just laughed.

Jiang Tan only said, "You really like snow."

Xi Mo's heart went numb, he clenched his sword tightly, and let out a soft "hmm".

"Your sword seems to be heavy, but it's not suitable for ordinary swordsmanship." Jiang Tan said and handed over the thin booklet, "There are still three months before the Grand Competition, and it is enough for you to learn the first two moves."

Xi Mo turned the sword manual to the end, and said in surprise, "But Master... there are only two styles here."

"Well, I haven't drawn the rest yet." Jiang Tan said, "You can start practicing, and ask if you can't."

Xi Mo was in a difficult situation for a while, "Master, do you just follow the score?"

Jiang Tan was taken aback, "Can't you?"

"You... Demonstrate it." Xi Mo said helplessly, "I haven't seen how other people practice swords yet."

Jiang Tan broke a pine branch, took the sword manual and looked it over, and thought for a while, "You have a good look."

As he spoke, he made rough gestures for the first formula.

Although his movements are sluggish, his posture is undoubtedly charming.

Xi Mo thought for a while, and then asked, "Master, do the sword manuals and moves have names?"

Jiang Tan seemed to hesitate, then nodded and said, "Yes."

He said, "This is the "Thousand Autumn" swordsmanship. There are seven moves in total. The first move is called 'Separate the wind and rain, and cut off the dust'."

Xi Mo: Why do I feel that this was just thought of?

"It sounds so powerful." Xi Mo said, "It is indeed the sword technique written by the master."

"According to what I told you yesterday, lead the spirit into the body, unite mind and energy, use thoughts to enter the sword, and use qi to control movement." Jiang Tan said it very lightly, and Xi Mo practiced very distressed.

But Xi Mo found that as long as his tricks were not practiced properly, Jiang Tan could see it almost immediately and correct him.He was so smooth and clear, and he was not the same person as the one who demonstrated the sword move.

When Xi Mo was finally able to control his movements with Qi, he realized that he could also control his sword at low altitude.

The taste of flying is amazing.

All kinds of images and smells came out vaguely, and it was not the same as sitting on someone else's magic weapon.

Xi Mo tried to fly as slowly as possible.Soon, I will think of Quji's high-altitude rotating kettle, and then pantothenic acid will start in my stomach.

He didn't even dare to stand at first.Although the Chang'an sword was much wider than ordinary swords, his feet still trembled a little after he was three feet off the ground.

But he wanted to learn faster.It is best to fly with Jiangtan.

In this way, you can go in and out directly from the open cliff on the other side of the kitchen every day, without detours.

While practicing the Wind Control Technique, he solidly refined the first form of "Thousands of Autumns" to the fullest and most vividly.

After autumn, a field was opened next to the forest in the valley, and the newly researched farmers were planted one by one.I took the time to make new gloves out of shadowwood leaves.When it reached the point where it was as thin as a cicada's wings, Fang felt satisfied and gave up.

On the day of the cold dew, Xi Mo started to practice the second style 'Xia breaks through, farewell before the flowers'.It stands to reason that there are more than ten days before the competition, so he shouldn't practice new moves.But he really had a thorough understanding of the first formula and knew it by heart.With Jiang Tan's consent, he began to practice the new style, thinking that it might be able to surprise people during the competition.

Because of sword practice, Xi Mo's body bones were pulled out a lot, and an Adam's apple gradually protruded from the smooth and slender neck.While thinking about the second form, he found that his voice became hoarse inexplicably, and he was very depressed for a while.

Since then, Xueerhumu soup can be poured three times a day.While pouring, he looked at Jiangtan with resentment, wanting to call Master but not wanting to hear a broken gong beating indiscriminately.

Jiang Tan found that the little tail who always called "Master" was overcast and looked at him hesitantly for several days.A pair of bright pupils are moist, covered with slender eyelashes like the shadow of a butterfly perched.

He was watched so wetly for many days, and finally someone stopped him before going to bed one night.

Xi Mo grabbed his sleeve and put a wood shadow leaf in his palm.The word 'Master' is written on it with Xue Li's flower juice.

Jiang Tan didn't know, so he watched the child put one piece after another, and soon he held a handful of 'Master'.

"What?" He thought that the child probably had a throat problem, "Is your throat sore?"

Then Xi Mo laughed.He shook his head, bit his lip and put the last leaf on Jiang Tan's hand.

'Touch me'.