[Xiu Xian] Master, let's talk about life

077

The last time we went down the mountain was still in hot weather, but this time the top of the mountain was covered with thin snow. Chen Xiuping and Meng Xiaobao met again after a long absence. The two of them were innocent, looked at each other with a smile, and were able to talk freely.

Chen Xiuping talked about his practice these days.

In the end, he held his heart in his hands and looked into the distance with unfocused eyes: "... Then I felt my heart beating so fast."

Meng Xiaobao picked out his ears: "Okay, let's simply order..."

Chen Xiuping looked at Meng Xiaobao, worried and looking forward to what he would say next.

Meng Xiaobao said, "How does it feel?"

Chen Xiuping: "..."

Meng Xiaobao: "Tell me, how does the real person's chest feel when the inkstone is on it?"

Chen Xiuping sneered, and stabbed Meng Xiaobao's stomach with Shoupo's sword hilt. Seeing Meng Xiaobao squatting on the ground with his stomach in pain, he said noblely and coldly, "Go to hell, pervert."

078

So Chen Xiuping said that he and the perverted Meng Xiaobao couldn't communicate in this regard, and the two talked about other things.

"For the first test, is it about strength? What do you need to do?" Meng Xiaobao asked.

"I won't know until then, and it won't be too difficult if I think about it—the location of the trial is really 'Illusion of Fairyland', and you know there is no danger there."

"I don't know." Chen Xiuping simply shook his head, "I've never understood this before."

Meng Xiaobao was speechless for a while, and then he asked: "Do you know the five great worlds in the Southwest?"

Chen Xiuping shook his head.

"Do you know Lang Ping Guan Daji?"

Chen Xiuping shook his head.

Meng Xiaobao raised his forehead: "It's my fault. I raised you up, but I didn't pay attention to your brain capacity."

Chen Xiuping glared at Meng Xiaobao: "My brain capacity must be better than yours, tell me."

Meng Xiaobao cleared his throat: "The so-called five major worlds in the Southwest are five small worlds controlled by the five major cultivation sects in the Southwest. These small worlds were developed by ancient powers, and they are self-contained. They are far from the current mustard space. Comparable."

Chen Xiuping digested this setting in his mind for a while, and nodded to show that he understood.

"As for the Lang Ping Guan Daji, it is a gathering for the belonging of these five small worlds. Generally speaking, it is once every 300 years-speaking of which, your master should participate in this gathering on behalf of the sect. It's been a few years, you kid is lucky."

Chen Xiuping didn't understand, so he said, "What does this have to do with me?"

Meng Xiaobao hated iron but steel: "Your master represents the sect to participate in the meeting, how could you not follow as the only disciple. Do you know how many disciples in the sect want to go to Lang Ping to watch the Daji? This is the best opportunity to broaden your horizons , Some people may never come across this rally in their whole life!"

Chen Xiuping was stunned.This gathering only happens once every 300 years, and the foundation-building cultivator only lives in his early 200s.Thinking about it this way, Chen Xiuping really felt that he had made a lot of money: "You're right, maybe I can only build the foundation, and it's really good to see the grand event."

Meng Xiaobao rolled his eyes: "Why are you so unconfident, can you have a clear understanding of who your own master is? Master Yanshang is a pig, and he can turn you into a pig ——No, this metaphor is not quite appropriate.”

Chen Xiuping was surprised: "You actually feel uncomfortable with your cheap mouth?"

Meng Xiaobao shook his head: "I think it's a little sorry to compare you to a pig. With your current low self-esteem, I should say - would it be more appropriate to say mayfly or the paramecia you mentioned?"

"……goodbye."

079

In any case, the sect assessment is imminent.

For the first time in half a month, Chen Xiuping lived at the bottom of the mountain and slept in Meng Xiaobao's room, but felt that he couldn't sleep well, so he woke up in the middle of the night and looked through the things Cheng Yin had given him.

Shou Soul is naturally placed on the bedside, and there are five wound medicines in the porcelain bottle. The compass is said to be specially positioned in the "Fantasy Mirage", and in the thick stack of talisman papers, flying talismans, defensive talismans, There were all kinds of attack symbols, and Chen Xiuping looked at them with a happy smile on his face unconsciously.

——Master is so kind to me.

After digging into the mustard bag, Chen Xiuping took out the things he put in.

——It was a swarthy, inconspicuous token.

This token, which seemed to be made of ordinary pig iron, was the only thing left to him by his mother in this world.

The cold token smelled like rust, and it was a little rough on his cheeks. Chen Xiuping rubbed it for a while, then put it back into the mustard bag. Holding it in his arms, he played with the porcelain bottle in his hand for a while, and then put it back. This time, he felt much more at ease, and finally fell into a deep sleep with the faint warmth emitted by Shoupo.

080

Early the next morning, Meng Xiaobao woke him up, and followed a large group of disciples to the square in front of Pingxian Hall.

A group of people waited for a while, and several senior brothers and sisters came to the gate of the hall one after another. Chen Xiuping saw Senior Brother Wen among the group of people.

Standing among a group of senior brothers and sisters who are immortal and elegant, it can be said that "the chicken stands on top of the crowd", the messy long hair and beard, and the tattered Taoist uniform are extremely easy Let others misunderstand him.

Chen Xiuping heard the person on the left ask, "Why is that garbage collector standing on it?"

The person on the right said, "Why hasn't the elder of which peak seen this?"

Chen Xiuping remained silent until a stream of light came across the sky, and a white-haired and long-bearded Taoist monk appeared in front of everyone, and the whispers in the square suddenly stopped.

The brothers and sisters said in unison: "Meet the master."

The little monk at the bottom followed up and said, "Meet the master."

The head was standing beside Senior Brother Wen, Chen Xiuping noticed that he was sniffling, turned his head to look at Senior Brother Wen, and rolled his eyes again.

But immediately he adjusted his expression again, smiled and said in a warm voice: "I have been looking for immortals for thousands of years, and there are countless monks who have become immortals and Taoists. We will follow the fairy words of the predecessors to train future scholars..."

Chen Xiuping didn't listen to a few words, even if he heard it, it was a bunch of nonsense, so he asked Meng Xiaobao softly: "When shall we leave?"

"When the teleportation array starts."

Chen Xiuping didn't know why.

Meng Xiaobao signaled: "Look at the multicolored stones in the hands of senior brothers and sisters. When they all light up, the teleportation array will be activated, and we will all be teleported to the 'Illusion of Fairyland'."

Chen Xiuping was taken aback for a moment.The head of the relationship said so much, not to mobilize or boost morale, but simply to kill time?

——It really worked hard for him...

081

Therefore, Chen Xiuping focused on the colorful stones lit up one by one for the rest of the time. Seeing that it was the last two, the topic of the master's words suddenly changed.

"...The next thing I want to say is the most important thing. Please listen carefully—it's about the specifics of this trial."

Chen Xiuping pricked up his ears.

"After you enter the fairyland illusion, you will be scattered to different places. Now, you will find that you have a jade slip in your hand."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xiuping found that a jade slip really appeared in his right hand, and he picked it up in surprise.

"It records three kinds of fairy grasses that you need to find, remember now, after you remember, the jade slip will disappear."

Chen Xiuping pasted the jade slip on his forehead, and a few lines of words appeared in his mind.

——Dwarf pomegranate, millennium moon white ice osmanthus pollen, three-fold willow branches and their growth habits.

Then there are three more images, recording the appearance of these three plants.

Dwarf pomegranate is orange-pink, looks round and round like a ball, and there are layers of fruits inside; Yuebai Binggui grows in extremely cold places, and the flowers are as big as ordinary people's palms, crystal clear, very beautiful and noble; although three-fold willow is a species Plants, but running all over the ground, will hit people.

After reading the whole article, the jade slip disappeared like a puff of smoke, and Chen Xiuping frowned and scratched his face with a confused expression.

Meng Xiaobao asked: "What, there is trouble."

Chen Xiuping shook his head: "No, you have to have confidence in me."

Only one of the five-colored stones did not light up, and the headmaster began to speak again: "You will stay in the fairyland for three days. After three days, no matter whether you find it or not, you will be sent out of the small world. You are all from the same sect. Please look forward to seeing each other. Forge ahead together, don't kill each other—”

As soon as the words were finished, the last five-colored stone was already lit up. Chen Xiuping felt that the five-colored light in front of his eyes was not flickering, but his eyes went dark, and for a moment, he lost consciousness.

082

After the colorful streamer, the little monks in the square disappeared, and the senior brothers and sisters who had been carrying it all the time suddenly complained.

"Hey, what's going on, the output of spiritual power is particularly high today."

"It's because you haven't practiced well these days."

"Go away, I practice hard every day, okay? Shall we compare each other?"

"This year, there are some really good juniors. Have you seen the leading one?"

"You mean Meng Fuzhen, he belongs to Danqing Pavilion."

"Really? Isn't that my direct junior brother?"

"Speaking of which, this year, isn't there still an apprentice of Elder Cheng Yin...?"

After this topic was brought up, there was a sudden silence on the field. In such a silence, the headmaster turned his attention to a certain place in the square.

After a few breaths, a figure appeared there out of thin air.

Cheng Yin came with his hands behind his back in the mist, with long hair and wide sleeves, and a jade-like face.

The head of the sect had a flattering smile on his face: "Oh, rare customers, rare customers, Xiao Chengyin, why are you here?"

Cheng Yin didn't speak, he glanced at the head of the house, walked around again, and disappeared into the square.

"...Sect Leader, Elder Cheng, aren't you going to Xianshu Mirage?" A certain senior brother asked in silence.

The head patted him on the head: "You talk too much, am I stupid? I don't know?"

Then he put his hands behind his back, raised his eyes and looked up into the distance, and said in a deep voice, "But I can't help him if he does this."

Brothers and sisters: Do you want to take such cowardly words for granted? ?

Today's Xunxianzong is still full of vigor.