The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

When Xiaojing woke up again, he didn't know what year it was.

He lay on the bed, looking at the strange environment around him, slightly lost in thought.

Through the half-covered windows, one can see that the sky outside is already dark, and occasionally a breeze blows by, making the forest leaves rustle.

A long and deep corridor can be vaguely seen, with mats woven of unknown grass hanging on both sides.

There are still bells tied to the two corners under the straw mat, and the bells will not ring when the wind blows.

Presumably it was a hollow bell.

The surrounding area is very quiet, even the sound of the night wind blowing through the treetops is extremely clear.

The furnishings in the room are even simpler, with no extra furniture.

There is only a bed that Xiaojing is lying on now, and a low table with a sandalwood stove on it, which is slowly burning, and it smells quite pleasant, like the aroma of grass and trees.

In addition, there are some four treasures of the study, plus a small bonsai, which should be planted with Clivia.

It's not yet the flowering season, but the whole body is full of green, bringing a touch of vitality to the dull room.

Xiao Jing pinched the eyebrows with colic, feeling that this place was both strange and familiar.

But where it is familiar, I can't remember it.

Since he can remember, he either sleeps in a broken temple, sleeps in a woodshed, or in the wilderness, with the sky as his quilt and the ground as his bed.

The number of times I can sleep on a bed is rare, let alone sleep on such a big bed when I wake up.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? My seat has someone pass the meal over."

A hand suddenly stretched out from the side, and the surrounding candles ignited with a puff, and the room was instantly lit up.

It was only then that Xiaojing discovered that there were other people in the room. After a closer look, Yue Wuchen came in at some point.

He was already standing beside the bed, wearing a black Taoist robe, his hair was so white, like snow, it was spread long on his back, almost reaching the knees.

It seemed that he was sure that he would wake up at this time, or rather, Yue Wuchen didn't know when he would wake up, so he came in every once in a while to check.

"This is the Wuji Dao Sect. Before you fainted, you said that you would come here with me, do you remember? Ah Xuan?"

Yue Wuchen said that he wanted to confirm with Xiaojing, so as to prevent Xiaojing from refusing to accept his account after waking up.

"Well, I said it, thank you for bringing me back."

Xiao Jing sat up slowly, sleeping for too long, his head was drowsy, he asked, "How long have I been sleeping?"

"I slept for four days and three nights."

"Sleeping for so long?!"

Xiao Jing was startled, he didn't expect that he would sleep for so long and not be starved to death, which is quite miraculous.

I can't remember what happened when I came here.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, one has already arrived at the Wuji Taoist sect.

"The Lin family...they didn't follow, did they?"

Xiaojing clenched his fists and asked hesitantly.

Yue Wuchen said: "So I followed, but I never allowed the members of the Lin family to enter the mountain, they stayed at the foot of the mountain for a night, and later heard the disciples in the mountain come to report, saying that the head of the Lin family took care of his younger brother's injury and forcibly took him away. Take it back to Linjian Villa to recuperate, I'm afraid I won't come here anytime soon."

"That's good."

Hearing this, the big stone in his heart seemed to have finally come down, and Xiaojing took a breath slowly.

He really didn't want to deal with anyone in the Lin family anymore.

The two brothers of the Lin family are very sick. The older one seems normal, but he always talks with a gun.

It seems that in Lin Mobai's eyes, the two have very different identities, and Xiaojing is not as good as a piece of mud on the sole of his shoe.

Every time I looked at Xiao Jing, I was filled with complex emotions, like pity, guilt, vigilance and disgust.

And Lin Jinghong was also very baffled, or he was like a dog's leg, following behind Xiaojing to serve attentively.Or she burst into tears and grabbed Xiaojing's hand for various reasons.

All in all, the two brothers are very inexplicable.

Anyway, Xiaojing didn't like any of them, and didn't want to talk to any of them.

I thought that now that I was hiding in the Wuji Dao Sect, I would be able to get rid of the Lin brothers.

Unexpectedly, Yue Wuchen's next sentence was: "This seat has decided to accept you as a direct disciple. When you were asleep, this seat had already discussed with the elders in the mountain. The date is set for the sixth day of the next month. Pepsi It's suitable for everyone. The news has been announced to the cultivation world, and hundreds of Taoist families will come to watch the ceremony...the Lin family will also come. But I guarantee that I will never let them make things difficult for you."

Xiao Jing was slightly taken aback, and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, he never thought about asking Yue Wuchen to be his teacher, never thought about it.

Originally, he just thought that with his identity and aptitude, after entering the mountain, he would at most be an outer disciple like Chen Yulong.

Or Yue Wuchen would hide him in the mountains and let him stay alone on a certain lonely peak or in a certain bamboo forest.

But I just never thought about worshiping Yue Wuchen as my teacher!

In this way, wouldn't he have a shorter spine in the future, not only could he not contradict Yue Wuchen everywhere, but he would have to kneel down when he replied?

How can this work? !

Yue Wuchen must have done it on purpose, that is, to make him kneel down even to answer in the future!

Xiaojing was so angry that he didn't know what to say. After sleeping for too long, his mind was still a little drowsy, and he subconsciously blurted out: "How can this be done? You once said that you only accept two direct disciples in your life! You have accepted How can you accept someone else if you already have two?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Yue Wuchen was stunned, but even Xiaojing himself was stunned.

Yue Wuchen said seriously: "I have never told you that I only accept two direct disciples in my life, how did you know?"

Could it be that Xiaojing has recovered some memory?

"I... I heard what Luo Suxuan said."

Anyway, I can't remember who said it, so it should be attributed to Luo Suxuan.

Luo Suxuan was serious and cold in front of others, but in front of Xiaojing, she was like an old woman, chattering all the time.

Every time he talked for a long time, Xiaojing would reply with "um" or "oh", Luo Suxuan was not angry, and he didn't feel that he was uneducated, even the reply was so perfunctory.

Instead, he would sigh and ask him repeatedly if he heard clearly and if he remembered.

Although many people I met later told Xiaojing that Luo Suxuan was a bad person who did no evil and no crime, ten evils and no forgiveness, even the evil cultivator I met in the yamen before had to stand up to Luo Suxuan Fame, doing evil outside.

But there may be references, Lin Mobai, Lin Jinghong, Shen Qingyuan and so on for comparison.

Xiaojing now thinks of Luo Suxuan again, and all he remembers is his kindness, his gentleness, carefulness, thoughtfulness, and patience.

Even when eating, every time Xiao Jing sees sliced ​​chili peppers in the food, he will think that this is Luo Suxuan's favorite food.

Every time I can't help picking up the chili, but after I pick it up, I will be in a trance for a long, long time.

Then silently stuffed the pepper into his mouth.

Xiaojing doesn't like spicy food very much, and her lips are often numb from the heat.

When it hurts, I can't help but think why Luo Suxuan likes to eat such spicy food.

Yue Wuchen frowned when he heard Luo Suxuan's name suddenly.

He had already sent his disciples to chase and kill Luo Suxuan all over the cultivation world.

But Luo Suxuan seemed to have disappeared, no matter what, he couldn't find his trace.

Yue Wuchen also wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of ability Luo Suxuan had, to seriously injure his eldest disciple, and to escape from under the noses of Lin Mobai and so many disciples.

If Luo Suxuan is caught, he must be smashed to ashes in front of all the Taoists.

But Xiaojing seems to have some strange feelings for Luo Suxuan. Every time Luo Suxuan is mentioned, Xiaojing will show different emotions.

This made Yue Wuchen extremely stuffy.

I just feel that after seven years of painstaking efforts and solitary attainments, it was only after breaking the soul and quenching the bones that the apprentice came out again.

But he couldn't find out the sky, and couldn't figure out the time and place when the apprentice came out.

He was actually taken over by an evil way, and he didn't know what method he used, so he tricked and deceived Xiaojing everywhere!

It's utterly abominable!

Yue Wuchen took a deep breath, not wanting to get angry in front of Xiaojing, and tried his best to speak softly and authentically: "The matter is settled, you can rest assured that this seat uses your alias Jingxuan, and very Xuan, without you Many troubles. As long as you worship under this seat, you will be reborn from now on, and you will no longer be the bullied Chang Xuan. This seat will guide you into Taoism, teach you swordsmanship and Taoism, as long as you want Learn, I will teach you with all my heart."

Xiaojing nodded. He was actually quite acceptable to this way of handling his identity.

For one thing, it did save him a lot of trouble.

Although Xiaojing doesn't care what he looks like in the eyes of others.

I don't care what others say about him.

But every time I hear those rumors, I will inevitably feel very unhappy.

Secondly, as long as no one knows that he is Chang Xuan, no one will chase and kill his mother anymore.

Seeing that Xiaojing turned his head, Yue Wuchen also heaved a sigh of relief, fearing that Xiaojing would starve to death, he hurriedly sent someone to bring food.

Xiaojing didn't have much appetite, but he also knew that if he didn't eat, his body would collapse, so he forced himself to get out of bed to eat.

The person who delivered the meal was a little Taoist priest, who looked gentle, delicate and elegant, well-behaved from beginning to end, and never took a second glance at Xiaojing.

After arranging the meals neatly, he bowed his hands and left.

This made Xiao Jing breathe a sigh of relief again, fearing that others would come and see him.

It turned out that not all the disciples of the Wuji Dao Sect were like Shen Qingyuan, who gave him a sword as soon as they came up.

There are also very disciplined and polite disciples.

"Food and meat are forbidden in the mountains, so there are some refreshing meals. You can try it, if you don't like it..."

When Yue Wuchen said this, he paused for a moment, thinking, if Xiaojing doesn't like it, then he can only take Xiaojing down the mountain to find a restaurant.

Not only is meat and meat forbidden in the mountains, it is even forbidden to bring meat and fish into the mountains.

He has already broken the house rules on Xiao Jing too many times, it is not good for him to continue to make exceptions for Xiao Jing in the mountains, in front of the heroic souls of the previous suzerains.

Halfway through the conversation, I stopped talking.

Fortunately, Xiaojing is very sensible and knows how to write the four big characters "do as the Romans do".

Previously in Chenjia Village, Xiao Jing was also not used to the salted duck eggs his aunt gave him, and asked him to eat them with rice porridge, but it was his own problem that he couldn't get used to it, which didn't mean salted duck eggs were bad.

Xiaojing has never been picky about food, and eats what he gives.

I'm ready to eat something with clear soup and little water.

But after opening the small crock in front of him, Xiaojing was still dumbfounded on the spot.

Who can tell him what is in the crock?

It should be a soup, the soup is black and green, and a piece of grass root floating up can be vaguely seen - Xiaojing really doesn't know what it is, it looks like a grass root anyway.

For the time being, this dish is called "black and green grass root soup".

Originally, Xiaojing thought this soup was scary enough, and he had already made up his mind not to drink soup.

Unexpectedly, Yue Wuchen opened an earthen jar for him, and the contents inside made Xiaojing's eyebrows twitch fiercely.

I saw that the earthen jar was covered with a very light layer of yellow-black, piece by piece, which looked like dried orange peel.

Xiaojing counted, and there were only five pieces of orange peel in such a big crock.

Let's call this dish "sun-dried orange peel".

The next dishes, one by one, made Xiaojing dumbfounded.

All in all, they were all grass roots and turf. The most normal ones should be a plate of green beans and a plate of vegetarian stir-fried choy sum.

Xiao Jing finally understood why Lin Jing liked to eat green beans and choy sum.

Because there is nothing to choose, the dwarf chooses the taller one.

Even if Xiaojing can choose by himself, then he is not stupid, he must also choose Qingdou and Caixin.

However, Xiaojing also believes that everything should not be seen on the surface. What if these roots and bark are not good-looking on the outside, but they actually taste good?

With such a mentality, Xiao Jing held the grass root soup nervously, ready to take a sip and taste it.

Immediately handed over a spoon from the side, Yue Wuchen said: "Use this, be careful not to burn it."

Xiao Jing thanked him, took the spoon to scoop up the soup, and after he took a sip, his face turned black and green like the soup.

Seeing this, Yue Wuchen asked, "What's the matter? Is it not to your taste?"

"... These, have you eaten yourself?"

Xiaojing wondered if Yue Wuchen deliberately made things difficult for him, so he asked people to give him these things to eat.

Yue Wuchen nodded and said: "Naturally. But this seat has already bigu, so there is no need to eat."

"I don't believe it, you try this."

Xiaojing pushed the crock over, and kindly invited Yue Wuchen to have a taste too.

Yue Wuchen didn't refuse, changed the spoon, and took a spoonful of soup to drink.

There was no unnatural expression on his face. After drinking, he gently wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief folded into squares, and said, "The taste is exactly the same as the original one, and it hasn't changed. If you don't like soup, you can try other soups." vegetable."

Xiaojing: "..."

It turned out that Lin Jing had lived such a hard life in the past, and grew up eating this kind of vegetables and drinking this kind of soup.

No wonder what Lin Jing likes to eat is so vegetarian, so bland, and so ordinary.

It turned out that there was nothing to choose, and it was good enough not to eat tree roots and bark.

Where did he come here to practice Taoism? He is even more ascetic than an ascetic.

Although Xiaojing is not picky about food, he doesn't want to eat tree roots and bark every day.

Can't help but cast his eyes on Qingdou and Caixin again, Xiaojing endured and endured, and secretly warned himself not to eat these two vegetables.

Try not to repeat Lin Jing's preferences.

The less it looks like Lin Jing, the better.

So he forced himself to eat with his eyes closed. After finally finishing the meal, Xiao Jing wished he could escape to the Wuji Taoist sect overnight.

"Before you fell asleep, I knew you didn't like to be touched, so I didn't change your clothes for you. Now that you are awake and full, you go to the cold pool in the back mountain to wash away all the dust. Let's wear it first. This body."

Yue Wuchen brought the Taoist robes he had prepared to him, and said softly, "This time it will be your size."

Xiaojing subconsciously thought that Yue Wuchen would give him a white Taoist robe, and he had already figured out how to refuse it.

Unexpectedly, what was sent up was a blue and white Taoist robe, which was exactly the same as the Taoist robe he had seen worn by other Taoist disciples before.

The words that came to his mouth quickly swallowed them back, and Xiaojing whispered thank you.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help asking: "How do you know my size? You...you touched me while I was sleeping?"

Frightened, Yue Wuchen coughed, and hurriedly said: "That's not the case, you'll know when you put on the Taoist robe."

In this way, Xiaojing can only trust him for the time being.

Yue Wuchen personally took Xiaojing to the cold pool in the back mountain, passing through the dense bamboo forest, he could vaguely hear the sound of ding dong ding dong.

Xiaojing's sense of direction is not good, and she often gets lost, fearing that she will be left alone, so she follows Yue Wuchen step by step.

The two of them kept a one-step distance, the more dust-free they walked, he would go, the more dust-free they stopped, he would stop immediately.

After walking for a short time, I saw a spring, and a stone tablet was erected next to it, with two large characters written on it: Lengchi.

Xiao Jing was surprised, and thought, why is it a cold pool instead of a warm pool?

Who uses cold water to bathe and change clothes?

Even though it's summer now, the night wind in the mountains is cold. If you soak in cold water, wouldn't it be cold to death?

Looking at the pool water is covered with a layer of white mist, like a fairyland in Yaochi, the mist is graceful.

This pool of water is drawn from the mountains and flows from top to bottom. Therefore, the pool water will be replaced every hour and will not be dirty.

There is still spiritual power and spirit lingering around, like a fairyland.

"Wash well, bury your head and face in the water for a soak, and wash off the mundane aura on your body. It's time for you to wash a stick of incense."

Yue Wuchen conjured up a stick of incense and placed it directly on the shore. After thinking for a while, he reminded: "Before the incense burns to embers, you must come out. This is the Taoist sect's rule. Although you are new, But from now on, it’s time to keep the gate rules.”

Xiaojing nodded, and put the Taoist robe in his arms on the stone beside him to prevent it from getting wet.

Then he raised his hand to untie his belt, but then he remembered what Luo Suxuan told him before.

Do not bathe with anyone other than Russell Xuan.

Although Xiaojing doesn't know why men and men can't soak in the same bathhouse.

But he still looked at Yue Wuchen very vigilantly.

Xiao Jing said sullenly, "I'm going to take a bath, I don't like being watched by people taking a bath."

Yue Wuchen said: "Okay, then I will wait for you in the bamboo forest next to me, remember, the time for a stick of incense, if you don't come out after the time..."

"Okay, I'll remember it. I won't break the rules of the mountain gate. I'm going to take off my clothes now, so hurry up and go."

Xiaojing started to drive people away, and he didn't know if it was the fog, or he remembered that he and Luo Suxuan were squeezed in the same wooden barrel to take a bath.

His face started to turn red.

Yue Wuchen nodded, turned around and walked deep into the bamboo forest.

Xiao Jing heaved a sigh of relief, and finally sent him away, Yue Wuchen didn't know what was wrong, just like his father, he was in charge of things.

I haven't formally apprenticed yet, there are so many troubles, I'm afraid there will be more hardships in the future.

Just as he was lost in thought, Xiaojing had already taken off his clothes, and walked slowly into the pool with no clothes on.

Because the fog is too heavy, it is impossible to see the depth of the pool water.

Xiaojing squatted down cautiously, and tried a little bit with his toes.

Unexpectedly, the cold pool is really a cold pool, and the water in the pool is icy cold.

He was so cold that he subconsciously retracted his feet and gasped for breath.

Now that you have made up your mind to practice Taoism, you will inevitably encounter various difficulties in the future. If you can't even bear this hardship, you should go back home as soon as possible.

Xiaojing gritted his teeth, thought in his heart, and stepped in without doing anything.

After soaking in it, it shouldn't be so cold and biting.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jing turned his heart and stepped in.

Unexpectedly, he stepped on a talc, and with a squeak, he slid into the cold pool.

I didn't even go in with my head, and the splashing water splashed the orchid grass on the bank.

Xiaojing didn't even have time to utter a half-exclaimed sound before he fell into the cold pool.

The pool was much deeper than he had imagined.

After a little struggle, the whole person fell into the deepest part of the pool, and he couldn't step on the bottom at all.

The whole person was soaked in the freezing cold water, and the hair was loose.

Xiaojing didn't remember whether he could swim or not, but he knew that his body was very heavy and he sank to the bottom of the pool very quickly.

He didn't dare to open his eyes, and kept clenching his teeth tightly. After a while, his lungs seemed to be about to explode|explode, and he felt very oppressed.

Suddenly, many sporadic fragments emerged in my mind.

It was also this cold water, and it was also the feeling of floating. Someone grabbed his hair and pressed his head and face to the bottom of the water.

He choked so much that his lungs were about to explode|explode, but the person holding his hand didn't show any mercy, instead he kept laughing mockingly.

He said a lot of words that Xiaojing couldn't understand.

However, at that time, my mouth was very painful and swollen, I don't know how much water I choked on, and the tip of my nose was full of weird earthy smell.

Xiaojing subconsciously retched at the bottom of the water, but spit out a series of bubbles.

The whole person sank to the bottom of the water weightlessly, struggled and swayed weakly with his hands, but he couldn't catch anything.

Shouldn't he just die like this?

Shouldn't he just drown like this?

Xiaojing thought dazedly that he should be the first disciple to drown in the cold pool since the founding of the Wuji Taoist sect.

No one would dare to use this cold pool in the future.

But if he drowned in the cold pool without a trace, would he be seen by many people?

Xiaojing's whole body shivered, and he immediately became more energetic.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his wrist, and a force from top to bottom dragged him up from the bottom of the water.

With a bang, Xiaojing broke through the water and came out.

As soon as his head came out of the water, he couldn't wait to gasp for breath, his long hair was spread wet on his shoulders, and his face was extremely red because he had held his breath for too long.

Even the earlobes and neck were dyed a light crimson.

As soon as the breeze blew, I couldn't help shivering.

"Ah Xuan, you don't know water, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Yue Wuchen was anxious and angry, but fortunately he didn't go too far away, and just now he heard a thud, and he thought back, Xiaojing really likes to play with water, so he jumped down so impatiently.

But after waiting for a while, I didn't hear any movement, and called a few more times, but no one responded.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong, so he hurried over.

When I came here, the water surface was calm and there was no sign of Xiaojing.

Yue Wuchen didn't even think about it at the time, he didn't even have time to take off his Taoist robe, and jumped into the cold pool - he completely forgot that after he broke his soul and quenched his bones, he couldn't soak in the cold pool again, otherwise it would cause a cold syndrome.

But I can't control so much!

"How are you? Is there anything wrong?"

"I'm... all right."

Xiao Jing shook his head vigorously, finally regained consciousness, and realized that someone was still holding his wrist, so he looked over uncomfortable.

Yue Wuchen understood, and immediately let go.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, Xiaojing sank to the bottom of the water again like a stone.

Yue Wuchen hurriedly dragged him up again, sighed and said: "It's not your fault, it's my fault, I didn't remind you that the cold pool is very deep, and I forgot to ask you, whether it's water or not."

Strange and strange, it is clear that Lin Jingshui is very good.

Lin Jing was also afraid of water when he was young, but Yue Wuchen didn't want his apprentice to have any weaknesses, so he personally taught him how to adapt to the water.

The method used is also relatively simple and rude, directly let Xiao Linjing lie on the edge of the lotus pond, and let him bury his head and face in the bottom of the water.

Without Yue Wuchen's order, Xiao Linjing didn't dare stick his head out of the water even if he was suffocated to death.

At first, Xiao Linjing was also very scared, fearing that he would be drowned, so he clasped his hands together and tearfully begged Master not to do this.

But Yue Wuchen was unmoved, and then directly threw the apprentice into the lotus pond, and stood on the bank and watched the apprentice struggling alone.

Only when the strength of the struggle is exhausted will the person be fished up.

After practicing like this for only half a year, Lin Jing became proficient in water skills.

Even later, Yue Wuchen ordered him to take off his shirt in winter and sit under the waterfall to meditate in order to exercise his endurance.

Lin Jing could also hold on for more than an hour.

But the apprentice who is so proficient in water, but one day he will not be able to swim.

Yue Wuchen looked at Xiaojing who was drowned and depressed, his little face was blue from the cold, and his thin shoulders were trembling all the time.

His teeth were chattering, and his hair was sticking wet to his face, making him look more and more weak and pitiful.

Thinking of Lin Jing again.

Back then Lin Jing was also very cold, trembling with his arms folded, his face was blue from the cold.

But when Yue Wuchen asked him if he could continue, his young disciple trembled and said with chattering teeth: "Master, this disciple will try his best to satisfy Master. The apprentice can hold on."

The past reappeared in front of his eyes again, Yue Wuchen's heart ached, and he felt the cold entering his body, like a blade digging into his bones bit by bit.

Xiaojing watched helplessly that Yue Wuchen's hair froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole body was icy cold, and the pool water around Yue Wuchen even froze, slowly forming a layer of ice.

Even Xiaojing was almost frozen.

Xiao Jing said in shock: "You...how did you freeze?!"

Yue Wuchen exhaled a breath of white air slowly, his crow-blue thick black eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost, he raised his cold and white fingers, and circled them out of thin air.

Xiaojing's wrist was surrounded by spiritual power, and then it was tied to the big rock beside him.

"It's almost time, you can come out on your own."

After saying these words, Yue Wuchen left the cold pool slowly.

Every step forward, an ice ridge is left on the ground, and the orchid grass on the bank is frozen, as if beaten by autumn frost.

Xiaojing looked at the light blue spiritual power around his wrist, and then at the back of Yue Wuchen leaving.

My heart was suddenly filled with an inexplicable emotion.