Abusive text substitutes to cultivate ruthless way

If he was in Wutong Township, Mu Zhi could still be a carefree little bird, the only thing that worries him every day is whether his feathers are bright enough or not.

But now, he has come to Changming Peak, where the human race lives. People are more complex and changeable than birds, and there are many things to learn.

But it doesn't matter, Mu Zhi likes Xianzun and is willing to learn these things.

He didn't want to disappoint Xianzun.

So the next morning, when the sky was just getting brighter, Mu Zhi had already woken up.

The morning on Changming Peak is especially cold, and the dewdrops on the leaves have formed a thin layer of frost.

Mu Zhi pushed open the window, and the cold wind blew on his face, making his cheeks ache from the cold.

He thought he had gotten up early, but when he looked outside, there was already a figure standing in the open space.

Gu Lingyun was practicing his sword.

His swordsmanship has reached the state of perfection early, but he still does not slack off every day. If there is no important matter, he will practice the sword three thousand times every morning.

Gu Lingyun raised his hand and drew out his sword.

It was just a simple movement, but in his hands, it was extraordinarily different.The sword energy was ethereal and mighty, like a dragon swimming through a gap, startling the ground with snow.

Mu Zhi was fascinated and couldn't help applauding: "That's amazing!"

Gu Lingyun's wrist snapped, and the sharp blade of the sword hung in the air.

He turned his head and saw Mu Zhi's small face poking out of the window at a glance.

Mu Zhi was wearing a silver bead red robe today, and his long crow-blue hair hung by his ears, making his skin white and crystal clear, three points better than Xue Xue's.

He opened his round eyes and said softly, "Xianzun, you are so amazing."

Gu Lingyun withdrew his sword and put one hand behind his back.

The wind died down.

When looking over, Mu Zhi's eyes sparkled brightly.

It seems that all the insignificant scenes have faded away, and there is only one figure left in the sky and the earth.

For some reason, Gu Lingyun suddenly thought of a kitten that Lu Shanyue once raised.The kitten was well-behaved, and it was the same. As long as it was given some sweetness, it would eagerly come up to it, wagging its tail with wet eyes.

same.

Changming Immortal Venerable has a great reputation, even the disciples of the sect respect and fear him, not daring to get too close.

No one has ever looked at Gu Lingyun with such eyes.

It's a strange feeling, but... surprisingly not annoying.

So, Gu Lingyun stretched out his hand: "Come here."

After waiting for too long, a figure rushed towards him, and without a teacher, he pressed his furry head to the palm of his hand.

Mu Zhi's eyes were shining brightly, the hair on his forehead was shaking, and he shouted crisply: "Xianzun!"

Gu Lingyun stroked lightly with his fingers.

Probably because Mu Zhi's original shape is a bird, her crow-blue hair is smooth and soft, like silk.

Gu Lingyun felt that the hand felt good, so he touched it for a while, but his face was still pale.

On the contrary, Mu Zhi's ears turned red: "Xianzun..."

Gu Lingyun has been practicing swords for many years, his fingers are slender, and there is a layer of calluses on his fingertips.When rubbing against the skin, it brings a series of tingling sensations.

If it weren't for his human form now, the bird's tail would be raised.

Gu Lingyun's movements froze, and he withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened: "It's time to go to class."

Mu Zhi gave a heavy "Yeah", leaned close to his side, and said firmly, "I will definitely study hard and not embarrass the Immortal Venerable!"

"And, and..."

Gu Lingyun always likes to be quiet and dislikes others being noisy and talkative.

But this time, unexpectedly, he didn't say anything, and let Mu Zhi babble.

Mu Zhi doesn't know how to soar through the clouds, if he doesn't change into his original form, whether he can even leave Changming Peak is a problem.

But now that Gu Lingyun is here, this is no longer a problem.

Gu Lingyun took Mu Zhi into the air, but in an instant, he had already reached his destination.

Disciple Hall is located just below Changming Peak, not far away.

The purpose of establishing the Disciple Hall is to teach the new disciples some common and simple techniques of breathing and the common sense of the cultivation world.

Mu Zhi looked around.

Most of the new disciples are seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing blue clothes and crowns, young and vigorous, full of vitality.

Mu Zhi whispered, "There are so many people."

He had never seen so many people.

Mu Zhi turned his head and glanced at Gu Lingyun.

He was like a little bird that just left the nest, full of reluctance: "Xianzun, after class, you, will you come to pick me up?"

The corners of Gu Lingyun's lips were cold, but he still nodded slightly.

Mu Zhi was so easy to be satisfied, he couldn't stop the smile on his face, and walked briskly towards the disciple hall.

Halfway through, he thought of something and turned around: "Xianzun——"

But the crowd came and went, and Gu Lingyun had disappeared.

Mu Zhi was taken aback.

In his appearance, he thought that the Immortal Venerable would always stand there and watch, as long as he turned around, he would see it.

But such a picture did not appear.

Mu Zhi was a little lost, and quickly found an excuse.

It must be because Xianzun is too busy.

When get out of class is over, Immortal Venerable will come to pick him up.

Mu Zhi cheered up again, and followed the crowd into the disciple hall.

It was still early, and only a few seats in the disciple hall were occupied.

Mu Zhi bit the corner of her lips and looked around, not knowing where to sit.

Just when he was hesitating, a hearty voice came from the side: "Are you a new disciple?"

Mu Zhi nodded her nose: "Me?"

The person who spoke was a young man wearing a disciple's uniform. He greeted Mu Zhi in a straightforward manner, "Sit here, those positions are reserved."

Mu Zhi took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw engraved names one by one on the corner of the table, only the table next to the boy was still empty.

He walked over and sat down.

The young man was very familiar with himself, and he reported his family name as soon as he came up: "I am Li Siyuan, an outer disciple of Buluo Peak. Which peak are you from?"

Mu Zhi half understood: "Which peak?"

Li Siyuan looked at Mu Zhi twice more.

Mu Zhi sat upright on the seat, looking very cute.His eyebrows were pretty, his long crow-blue hair was crowned, and the curve of the back of his neck was white, shining with a crystal-clear soft light, which immediately caught everyone's eyes tightly.

Li Siyuan smacked his lips, and explained: "That is, the disciples who enter the sect will go to the main peaks to learn techniques from the master."

Mu Zhi tilted his head: "Oh, then I am... Mu Zhi from Changming Peak."

Mu Zhi of Changming Peak.

Mu Zhi rolled these words back and forth on the tip of his tongue, and actually tasted a wave of cheers.

Changming Peak belongs to Xianzun, and he is Muzhi of Changming Peak.Therefore, Mu Zhi belongs to the immortal.

After reaching this conclusion, Mu Zhi pursed her lips and started to chuckle.

Hearing this answer, Li Siyuan said in disbelief, "You are actually a disciple of Changming Peak?"

Mu Zhi came back to his senses, and asked blankly, "Is there something wrong?"

Li Siyuan seemed to be looking at some precious creatures: "Eternal Bright Immortal Venerable has not accepted disciples for 800 years, yet you can worship Changming Peak???"

He took a serious look and wailed, "You only have the third level of Qi training, why? I'm almost building a foundation, and Immortal Master Changming doesn't even look at me!"

Li Siyuan's voice was too loud, and instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the disciple hall.

Mu Zhi wanted to explain that he was not a disciple of Changming Peak, but the future Taoist companion of Xianzun.

But the surrounding noise was noisy, and his voice was covered all at once.

"What? He is a disciple of Changming Peak?"

"Only the third level of Qi training, how did Changming Immortal Venerable like him?"

"Maybe there is something special about us that we don't know about."

All of a sudden, there was a commotion in the disciple hall.

What they said was all about Mu Zhi, but they were just curious, not malicious.

Mu Zhi was at the very center of the topic, and he didn't feel uncomfortable, but it reminded him of Wutong Township.

These people, like his bird friends, are full of life and chirping every day.Maybe...he could make some human friends here too.

Thinking of this, Mu Zhi propped his cheek with one hand, and smiled expectantly.

The noise continued for a while, and then suddenly stopped abruptly and became quiet.

Mu Zhi didn't know why.

Li Siyuan lowered his voice to remind: "Class is over."

Mu Zhi wanted to make a good impression on her husband, so she quickly sat upright, put her hands in front of her, and looked at the door seriously.

After about a breath, a figure approached from a distance.

Mu Zhi's eyes widened slightly.

He didn't expect that the teacher who came to class was... Lu Shanyue.

Mu Zhi had only met Lu Shanyue once, but because of the remarks he overheard before, Mu Zhi subconsciously felt loathing and rejection towards him.

He doesn't like Lu Shanyue.

Mu Zhi withdrew his gaze, pretended nothing happened, and turned his attention to his fingers.

Compared to Mu Zhi's attitude, the other disciples could be said to be excited.

"It turned out to be Elder Lu!"

"Elder Lu and Master Changming are from the same sect, so they must be equally powerful."

"I must seize the opportunity and ask Elder Lu for advice..."

Li Siyuan, who was sitting next to Mu Zhi, was extremely excited: "Elder Lu is the leader of our Everlasting Peak!"

Mu Zhi's ears moved, caught the news, and couldn't help asking: "He is the peak master of Buluo Peak, why does he stay at Changming Peak?"

Even he himself didn't realize that there was a small complaint in his words.

Li Siyuan didn't think much about it: "Elder Lu is Changming Immortal Venerable's younger brother. His teacher came from the same sect. How close is his relationship? It's only normal to stay in Changming Peak."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately aroused the approval of the people in front.

"That's right, who in the sect doesn't know that Elder Lu and Changming Immortal Venerable have a deep friendship?"

"Elder Lu's body is weak and he can't stand the cold, so Changming Immortal Venerable spent tens of thousands of spirit stones to set up formations on Changming Peak to keep the spirit of spring intact. Before that, he even traveled thousands of miles to get Phoenix blood for Elder Lu."

"It's really enviable!"

Hearing the exclamations all around, Mu Zhi felt a little uncomfortable.

How to describe this feeling?It's like there are ants gnawing on my heart. Although it's not obvious enough, it can't be ignored.

Mu Zhi took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, stared at Li Siyuan, and said seriously: "But, the immortal already has a Taoist partner."

The surroundings became eerily quiet.

Li Siyuan's expression was strange: "This, this..."

A few words floated from the side, probably "repaying favor", "shameless", "unworthy" and the like.

Li Siyuan waved his hand: "Eternal Immortal Venerable's Taoist companion, just that monster clan, is nothing at all." He winked, "You understand."

not like this.

It's not at all what they say it is.

Xianzun obviously likes him!

Mu Zhi wanted to explain, but a weak cough came from ahead, interrupting his words.

Lu Shanyue's gaze swept across the disciples below, and stayed on Mu Zhi for a moment: "Mr. Disciple Hall has something to do. During this time, I will teach you for him."

He waved.

A light curtain flew out from the sleeve and hung in mid-air.

Lu Shanyue spoke in a soft voice, "Today, the lesson to be taught is - how to identify and kill the monster race."

Mu Zhi's body froze.