Xianzun, your spirit bird is gone

While Yunchu was in a daze, Shi Xueshu had already got up and walked to the door, he passed Yunchu to lift up Lan Gu on the ground, and stretched out his hand to the neck of the young man on the ground.

"Not good, it was affected by the fluctuations during my cultivation just now." Shi Xueshu frowned, motioned for Yunchu to come over, and handed over Langu to him.

"Take him back to rest, and feed him half of the Biying Pill." Shi Xueshu explained, "He has been drained of spiritual power, and his mana is weak. If he doesn't wake up as soon as possible, it will hurt the root, so we must do it as soon as possible."

Yun Chu quickly responded, but subconsciously glanced at Shi Xueshu and Fu Bai Ling again.

This time there seemed to be no urge to cry.

"What?" Shi Xueshu felt his gaze, and asked with a side face, "Is there something wrong with Fangcai? I can feel the remnants of spiritual fluctuations."

Yun Chu was stunned and immediately came back to his senses, and reported everything that happened just after Fang Fang.

"...Yes, it's that Senior Brother Que's attitude when he speaks is indeed a bit strange, okay, maybe it made Xiao Chongming angry."

He seemed a little worried that the Immortal Venerable would punish Chongming. After all, he had been with him for so long. Even though Chongming was very naughty, he was so cute and beautiful that no one could lose his temper with him.

Especially seeing that Chongming, like them, loves and respects the Immortal Venerable very much, as if they have found an ally, the three of them also like Chongming very much.

Even Su Cong, who doesn't talk much on weekdays and loves to talk sarcasticly, regards Chongming as a treasure.

Shi Xueshu heard the meaning of his words: "You mean, the fluctuation of spiritual power just now was caused by Chongming?"

Yun Chu nodded: "I didn't expect Chongming's small body to burst out with so much energy. Immortal Venerable, isn't he a very extraordinary spirit beast?"

"That's really amazing." Shi Xue said soothingly, her voice was misty like a cloud, as if she was about to fly to other places, just like his thoughts at the moment, and he didn't know where he had already flown.

It may be because of a sudden thought of something in the past, if Shi Xueshu's eyes covered by white silk can be seen by others, that person will find that there is a strange sparkle in his eyes.

But it was only for a moment, and the light disappeared and returned to gray.

When Yunchu came back to his senses, the figure of the immortal was no longer in front of him, he quickly supported the unconscious Lan Gu, carried him on his shoulders and walked down.

The outside of the bamboo house looks very elegant, but the inside is actually relatively closed, which can isolate sound and sight, especially the third floor where Shi Xueshu is practicing, it is extremely dark. Yunchu is carrying Lan Gu on his back, so he must be careful not to step on it Fall down the empty steps.

Finally descending to the first floor, the field of vision and light also expanded, and Yunchu vaguely heard the voice of that Que Zishi outside.

"...Uncle, Master, the old man has told you that you must participate in this big competition." Que Zishi's words at the moment are only respectful, and at the same time with a touch of alienation, "The words have been brought, disciples It's back to the mountain."

"What did you say was your last name?" Shi Xueshu asked suddenly, holding a thin scroll in his hand, two disciples had already entered the barrier.

Que Zishi raised his eyelids, and replied in very emotionless words: "Uncle Hui, disciple, Que Zishi."

Shi Xueshu nodded lightly, raised her hand and waved her sleeves, a gust of snow was blowing up, sending Que Zishi and Fengxi out of the barrier in an instant, and they were slowly sent down the mountain when they were completely unable to resist.

Que Zishi was astonished, and felt what kind of situation his body was not listening to. At the same time, Shi Xueshu's gentle and indifferent voice came from his ear.

"Tell the head brother that Chongming is not an ancient divine bird, but a small yellow-level spirit bird. It is less than six months old and cannot participate in this spirit beast competition."

"The two of you will never come to my Tingxue Peak again."

The last sentence had a hint of coldness, but Zishi shivered suddenly.Then he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his frozen teeth trembled.

After he felt his feet hit the ground, he looked at Fengxi who was on the side, and found that he seemed to be rubbing his hands with cold too.

"Master, Master Uncle, did we offend Xiubai Immortal Venerable, and got some kind of spell? I'm so cold, my spiritual power has no effect at all."

At this moment, Que Zishi's teeth were chattering and it was difficult to complete a sentence, so he just bumped Fengxi with his elbow, and walked down the mountain to a place where there was no cold air with a cold face.

It is true that the spiritual power cannot be mobilized at all. He and Fengxi are like ordinary people at the moment, and their bodies may be a bit stronger, but they are just like toothless children in the cold, wind and snow in the mountains, vulnerable to a single blow.What's more, he felt that Shi Xueshu should have used some magic to cause his spiritual power to be unusable. The worst thing is that his body is now extremely stiff, and he can't even lighten his body. His legs are deeply sunk in the snow. The strength of the whole body.

The cold and bone-piercing pain invaded the bone marrow, but Zishi's hatred was surging at the moment. This disgusting broken sleeve, 300 years ago, was because he indulged Moxiu to trespass on the Tongshan Mountain, causing the ancient beasts to wake up, and he tried his best to protect Moxiu in the battle The family fought against the enemy together, and finally suffered from the enemy. My parents died in that battle, and now I still dare to occupy the reputation of the number one swordsman and hide here at Ting Xuefeng and dare not go out. I treat myself like this because of my ability Junior, he is simply shameless!

Even Shizun was deceived by him, but Zishi bit his lips tightly. Shizun never made any mistakes in divination. He secretly saw Shizun divination about Shi Xueshu's current situation at night, and the result he got was spiritual power Nothing, that is, a useless person, how can he use such a powerful spell to calculate himself?

No, no matter what, you must go back to the mountain as soon as possible and tell Master what happened today, and let him avenge yourself!

Fengxi who was next to him came over to help Que Zishi with difficulty, this time he did not refuse, he put Fengxi's arm, and the two walked out with difficulty and coldly.

Soon, not far from the enchantment, Fengxi felt his spiritual power gradually recovering, and quickly cast a spell to block the heavy snow, and with the shackle stone, the two of them left Tingxue Peak with their swords.

Shi Xueshu held the scroll in his hand and stood in the courtyard without moving. Chongming in Su Cong's hand fluttered his wings a few times, trying to fly into Shi Xueshu's arms, but was held down by Su Cong.

He bowed his head and whispered to Chongming: "Chongming, the Immortal seems to be in a bad mood, may I take you back to your room first?"

Chongming struggled hard, no, no!You can only see him once in a few months, so don't go back to your room!

Besides, no one knows better than it what Shi Xueshu is thinking at the moment and why he is unhappy.

Su Cong was afraid of hurting Chongming, so he didn't press it with much strength, but the slippery bird took advantage of the loophole and flew out after a few strokes.

Chongming is already flying very well now, its wings flap like a ball of dazzling flames, and it looks even more gorgeous under the snow light, but the ink stains on it are a bit funny.

It landed on Shi Xueshu's shoulder, and the ink-stained paws left a sticky paw print on the snow-white robe of the immortal. When the small face wanted to stick to Shi Xueshu's face, it was held back by cold fingers .

"Why did it get so dirty?" Shi Xueshu didn't have any disgust in her tone, she just narrated a fact very plainly, but the bird "chirped" twice in aggrieved way.

"Because of me?" Shi Xueshu put his fingers beside Chongming's claws, and Chongming stood up obediently, the two small black paw prints on his shoulders were extremely clear.

He didn't seem to notice, he held the bird in front of his eyes, and looked at it quietly through a white silk.

"Chongming, did you come here specifically to find me?"

Chongming was stunned for a moment, his small black eyes froze, looking at Shi Xueshu's white silk, his dry eyes felt a little astringent.The people in Wupeng Lake have white hair, gray eyes, and broken Si Cong swords that look down on monsters, and their cold and unsullied temperament is soaked in frost, smoke, wind and snow.

Its eyes were a little wet, but it did not forget that it is difficult for a bird to shed tears, even at this moment it is difficult for it to judge whether it is a bird or a human.

A faint sigh came from the top of his head, Chongming came back to his senses, and heard Shi Xueshu say: "Dirty bird, I will take you to clean it."

There was a little smile in the words, as if the doubt just now did not exist at all, Chongming even doubted whether he had heard it wrong, and Shi Xueshu would never doubt it anyway, and would not doubt that he would become a cat. Birds less than six months old.

Whose soul can be preserved for 300 years before being revived, and it is completely compatible with a bird, this is impossible to comply with the rules of all things, besides, it also promised people, this matter will never let it go Abai knows.

While thinking about it, Chongming realized that he was brought into the house, and Su Cong quickly filled half of the basin with clean water in a porcelain basin, and also brought some soap towels and handkerchiefs.

No, no, are you kidding, do you really want to "bath" yourself? !Is there no power to resist being washed and rinsed in front of this idiot little disciple, Shi Xueshu, your man, no, your bird is going to be seen all over!

Chongming chose to run away immediately, but Shi Xueshu gently slapped it down after flapping its wings twice.

"I know you're afraid of getting your feathers wet, and I'll dry them off quickly. Don't you feel uncomfortable all over your body?"

"Chirp—" Chong Ming fell powerlessly into the warm basin, his little head emerged from the water and yelled at Su Cong fiercely.

Su Cong was baffled, did he do something to offend the bird?

Shi Xueshu put her fingers into the basin, and gently rubbed the ink stains on Chongming's feathers. In fact, the arrival of this bird made him less distracting. The spirit beast is really the best way to adjust his mood. The most special thing is that this little spirit bird feels very strange to him.

It seems, it seems that he has seen it before, or rather, Chong Ming's character is very similar to a person.

Fingertips gently passed through the bright red feathers, and then... just like that, one came out.

A wet feather.It's fiery red, he obviously can see the bright red feathers without his consciousness.

Shi Xueshu was stunned when he heard Chongming's angry cry "Chirp—"

And Su Cong's voice of surprise and uncontrollable laughter: "Xian, Xianzun, re-emphasize it, it has lost its hair!"

The author has something to say: Chongming: Damn it! ╭(╯^╰)╮

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