On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

The spirit boat raised its sails and turned back to Wumu Xiaozhou.

The Qingfeng Sword Sect sent more than 400 disciples this time, and only two-thirds of them came back. Many of them were buried in the belly of the demon before they could crush the tokens. Fortunately, the same sect could find something to set up a tomb. Unfortunately, Don't even know where he died.

The Dao is ruthless, and the kinship of the monks is weak. Many disciples have been on the mountain for decades.

Fang Yuan was almost one of the sea burials, and now he is standing here with all his hands and feet, feeling a little numb in his heart.

"Licheng, let's go." Qu Xiaoling walked down the deck, "You guys have a good harvest this time,? I have sent a letter to the head,? After returning, I will hold a celebration banquet for you. You can go to Diyingfeng to choose a bottle of yellow-rank pill."

"Thank you Elder Qu!"

Everyone was exhausted and excited, and the boat was in a mess, and there was not a few days when it could not calm down.

Afterwards, Qu Xiaoling asked him and Mu Qiwu alone. Both of them had adventures. Fang Yuan ignored Xiao Qing and talked about it. Mu Qiwu said that she swallowed an extremely rare plant. The holy medicine,? That's why he leaped to a great realm, which made Qu Xiaoling a little envious.

Earth-level holy medicine... even she has never seen it before.

It's a pity that Huitian acupoint has been destroyed, and I don't know when it will be restored, at least within a hundred years,? Don't even think about entering it any more.

After Qu Xiaoling finished asking, Mu Qiwu turned around and left.Fang Yuan wanted to have a few words with her, but he didn't find the chance.

He had no choice but to scratch his face, and went back to the room, and when he opened the door, he found a protagonist who burrowed into his arms.

"Aw!" Mo Xiaofan kicked his legs and climbed onto Fang Yuan's shoulders. After devouring Huiying grass in the secret realm, he had grown in size, with a bunch of black soft hair on his forehead, and his eyes were bright. A little bit of a monster's momentum.

His aptitude is also very different from before, Qu Xiaoling was considering giving him the status of an inner disciple, Bai Yiyi even quarreled with the master after hearing about it, and finally locked herself in the room unhappy.

She couldn't figure out why a half-demon could sit on an equal footing with her, and Fang Yuan—Senior Sister Mu didn't hate Senior Brother anymore. The last time she complained in front of Senior Sister Mu, she was turned around and told her The flowers I personally put on the hairpin are also lazy and uninterested.

Fang Yuan didn't know what happened, and happily teased the protagonist, feeling a little melancholy.After going back, Mo Xiaofan had better practice in human form, he can't go around pinching and kissing like this.

"Okay." He kissed Mo Xiaofan on the forehead one last time, put the puppies down and piled them on the window sill, "You should meditate, absorb the essence of the sun and moon here, and consolidate your foundation."

Mo Xiaofan's ears trembled, and he sat upright obediently.

He also found a shiny and beautiful spirit stone in the secret realm, which was dug out from a cave, and contained a very strong spiritual energy.At this time, he bit it in his mouth and sent it to Fang Yuan's palm.

Fang Yuan put it in the box cherishingly, and rubbed his ears.

The return time was always faster than when they came, and after about ten days, they returned to the sect.Sure enough, the head of the sect prepared a celebration banquet, which was quite big, and invited all the elders from the nearby sects, to talk on the surface but actually to show off.Fang Yuan received a lot of congratulatory gifts and a lot of invitations.

After the banquet, he gave the red flame fruit to the head.The head of the sect was so old, he took the fruit with trembling hands, and was in tears. It was the first time Fang Yuan saw Master Cheap so excited, and he told him many things about the past.

It turned out that he was also a disciple of the Martial Arts School, and he was also high-spirited, but he was tricked by someone during his training, and he was exiled to Wumu Xiaozhou, where he fell silent.

Chi Yanguo can heal his old wounds, at least it can make him live longer, but most importantly, Fang Yuan evokes his old vigor. He never hoped that this disciple who was pampered by him could do it, but He did.

Master and apprentice are like father and son, how could he not be moved.

After that day, Immortal Fan Yu closed the death test and entrusted Fang Yuan with full authority to Qu Xiaoling. Although Qu Xiaoling didn't like Fang Yuan in the past, she has changed since Funing City, and now she truly recognizes him.

Fang Yuan and Mu Qiwu followed her to learn how to fly with the sword.

The disciples of Zixia Peak and Qingxia Peak are very envious. Cultivators roam freely in the world. How can they be free if they can't fly? In addition, Fang Yuan's reputation in the sect is getting better and better, and more and more disciples come to see him with his sword.

On the edge of the cliff, Qu Xiaoling finished the main points and the formulas, and then she personally led the two of them to fly around: "When you are on the sword, your legs are slightly bent, your center of gravity is downward, your arms are open, and your eyes are facing forward. You just started, Stability is the most important thing, speed is second, if you fall from mid-air, you must remember to recite the tactic of light body to save your life."

"Fang Yuan, try it first."

Someone at the edge of the cliff cheered Fang Yuan up: "Brother, come on! Fly up, fly up!"

Li Xiao also shouted from afar: "Brother, be careful!"

Chang An hugged Mo Xiaofan, touched it subconsciously, Mo Xiaofan resisted with a "bark", and then turned his amber eyes back to the front.

Fang Yuan was made nervous by them, swallowed his saliva, made the spirit sword float in the air, and stepped on it.This time it went smoothly, Qu Xiaoling nodded in satisfaction: "Go."

The spirit sword slowly flew forward with people, the speed became faster and faster, and then slid out of the cliff suddenly.Fang Yuan held his breath uncontrollably, and suddenly remembered that when he was photographed off the cliff by Hai Dongqing, the soles of his feet hadn't landed, his legs became weak, and his head began to feel dizzy.

"Hoo--" The spirit sword just took off a little, and then fell down like an onion.

This made everyone around look stupid, and Qu Xiaoling was also frightened, and quickly flew out to catch them.

Fang Yuan's face was flushed with shame, obviously he was not too high for jumping more than ten meters, and he could fly up by stepping on the fire bat in Huitian Cave, but when he felt like falling, he couldn't do it.

The moment he got off the cliff, his heart was beating like he was going to jump out, and he wanted to howl loudly for help.

After hearing the ins and outs, Qu Xiaoling lost her voice and said, "It's not your fault, that's all, you should get used to it slowly."

"Xiwu, come here."

Mu Qiwu said yes, and then stepped on the spirit sword to the sky, a set of movements flowed smoothly, flew around and then slowly landed on the ground.

The onlookers rekindled their enthusiasm, and the exclamations came one after another.

Li Xiao comforted him and said, "Eldest brother, don't worry, we can just practice again. I'm still waiting for elder brother Yu Jian to take me down the mountain to play."

"Thank you, Junior Sister." Fang Yuan rubbed his face, a little frustrated.

But he could only overcome it by himself. After that, for a period of time, Fang Yuan yelled at the edge of the cliff every day. The disciples passing by were surprised and became accustomed to it. Before leaving, he even touched Mo Xiaofan who was squatting on the cliff.However, the instinct is not so easy to overcome. Fang Yuan wanted to jump the sword several times, and almost hit a tree.

Contrary to him, Mu Qiwu learned very well. After only a few days, Fancy Yujian had no difficulty, and flew past Fang Yuan who crashed with a cold face.

Ever since Xie Qingshu pulled him to talk that day, the little junior sister has been inexplicably a little cold.

Fang Yuan didn't know why, he patted Mo Xiaofan's head, and sighed: "Let's go back to eat first, and come back at night." At night, the lights are dark and there is no one on the cliff, so it must not be so embarrassing.

But when Fang Yuan climbed to the top of the cliff at night, he saw Mu Qiwu again.

In the bright moonlight, she was sitting on a rock by the cliff, raising her hand to pour wine.

Seeing Fang Yuan, Mu Qiwu said calmly: "Today is fifteen."

It turned out that the moon appreciation came, Fang Yuan was a little embarrassed, did the moon appreciation choose here to see him falling from the moon more clearly?He wanted to change places, but he was afraid that the little junior sister would think too much, so he hesitated, and took out the spirit sword.

Mu Qiwu pursed his lips: "Brother, please go ahead."

Face to face with Junior Sister is much more embarrassing than being watched by a group of people.Just like being criticized in the class for failing an exam, and being invited to drink tea alone by the teacher is not the same concept. Fang Yuan pretended to practice and played the spirit sword like a chicken, flying low and laps on the ground several times, but he didn't want to. The meaning of going down the cliff.

Xiao Qing unhurriedly ate a plate of snacks and a small jar of wine. Seeing that the boy was still loitering on the spot, she finally said, "Eldest senior brother, how long are you going to fly like this?"

"Why don't I help you?"

Seeing that Mu Qiwu wanted to stand behind his flying sword, Fang Yuan quickly shook his head: "Junior Sister, I will crash the plane."

"It's okay." Xiao Qing stepped on the sword, put her hand on the young man's shoulder, and smiled deeper:

"Good brother, you have to fly more steadily."

For this "good senior brother" who was acting like a baby for the first time, Fang Yuan mustered up the courage to rush down the cliff, and the flying sword shot up like a rocket.

——then the wavy line turned steeply and fell straight down.

Fang Yuan roared wildly in his heart, and wanted to pull Mu Qiwu to jump out of the plane, but before he could catch him with his backhand, a pair of "catkins" wrapped around his waist first.

The sandalwood came over, Mu Qiwu's weight pressed him slightly from behind, his voice was low and hoarse:

"Brother, concentrate and look up."

"She" was wearing a wide-sleeved dark dress, and when she hugged her, there was an illusion of covering him completely.Fang Yuan's heart was beating so hard that he even forgot that he was falling off the cliff for a moment, but the spirit sword slowly stabilized instead.

A stream of pure water spirit power was released at the right time and melted into the flying sword, guiding the direction of the sword tip.

They quickly jumped out of the woods and ran towards the clear starry sky, towards the moonlight and the breeze, layers of clouds scattered around the moon, the woods rustled under their feet, water drops dripped from the green leaves, and there were squirrels Grasping on a branch and looking up——

Shocked a plump pine nut.

Clothes are flying, stars are scattered and clouds are falling.

It was the first time for Fang Yuan to fly so high, and Junior Sister Yujian was extremely stable, even more stable than Qu Xiaoling, she didn't feel uncomfortable falling at all, and her body was also warm.

……Body?

Fang Yuan's eyelashes trembled, only to realize that Mu Qiwu was still holding him completely, his hair hanging down his neck, his voice was low and deep, and there was a faint smile: "Brother, I have some cold."

It's cold, so you have to wear a flying sword!Fang Yuan's brain became hot, and he gradually lost his mind. He only remembered to fly forward, but he didn't know where he flew.

Unbeknownst to them, Qu Xiaoling, who was practicing the whip on Zixia Peak, just happened to raise her head.

Qu Xiaoling: "..."

Mu Qiwu gradually returned the dominance to Fang Yuan, and Fang Yuan was no longer as nervous as before. He flew for a while before crashing, and the plane crashed smoothly, which has made great progress.The two jumped off the flying sword in time and fell on the dead branch.

"Little Junior Sister! Are you okay!"

Fang Yuan wiped his face and sat up, looking for someone immediately, but found Mu Qiwu half sitting by the tree, propping his forehead and laughing sullenly.

Fang Yuan's ears turned red: "Little Junior Sister, I didn't do it on purpose."

"It's okay, senior brother has already flown pretty well this time." She was still smiling, leaning against the tree trunk a little lazily, as if she had become casual from inside to outside.

Such a little junior sister gave Fang Yuan the illusion that the relationship between the two was already very close, so he stayed where he was, staring at her blankly.

Mu Qiwu also looked at him, then suddenly stretched out his hand, touched his cheek with cool fingertips, and took off the leaves from his face:

"Brother, it's dirty."

Yuehua fell from her back, making people unable to see those eyes clearly, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised, which seemed to be a little bit gentle.

The author has something to say: someone Xiao is about to start fighting with his left and right hands, let me congratulate him =V=

感谢在2021-05-28?02:11:40~2021-05-30?20:20:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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