Chapter 96 Longshan Practice

Longshan, outside Feilong Cave, by Tianyi Pool.

The man who was scolded as unhappy by Liuxiang in the dark night was surrounded by a fire with Sikong and seriously burned a grouse.

Sikong Wumei has been desperate since Ziwei Shenzhao's internal breath has lost all his internal strength, and his body still has no strength at this moment, so he has to lean against Mr. Mingyue.

Sikong said lifelessly, "I didn't expect you to cook grouse?" Did you often burn wild animals before?

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Guess."

Sikong Wuming also smiled: "You are a prodigal son wandering around the world. You have no root like duckweed. No matter where you drift, and the prodigal son is a person from all over the world. When there is no money in your pocket, you have to burn some wild animals, so the grouse you burn is now mouthful."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's not ripe yet. In fact, I rarely burned wild animals alone before."

"Oh?"

"These are all taught to me by a person. Every time I quietly watched her burn and slowly learned it."

A trace of bitterness has flashed in the lifeless and clear autumn wave, and he said lightly, "That man must be a woman, and he is still a very beautiful woman, right?"

Mr. Mingyue was stunned: "Hmm!"

Sikong said lifelessly, "Isn't it a dark night to leave fragrance? She must hate you so much now.

Mr. Mingyue shook his head, as if his heart was far away, and said lightly, "It's not Xiangmei. Her name is Qiushui. At that time, I hadn't come to the three thousand worlds."

Sikong muttered, "Qiushui, well, what a beautiful name. How is it look like than me?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Each has its own advantages. It's hard to say."

Sikong suddenly said, "It must be your beloved?"

Mr. Mingyue nodded and sighed helplessly. This long sigh contained such complicated feelings and unforgettable memories.

Sikong Wuming felt a little sour in his heart. He sat up and said sadly, "It turns out that you don't have more than one confidant, and then you broke up?"

Mr. Mingyue said lightly, "No, she died in order to save me."

Sikong was stunned and gently leaned on Mr. Mingyue and sighed, "I'm sorry, I evoked your sad past."

Mr. Mingyue shook his head with a wry smile and sighed, "It's all over. It's nothing."

"The prodigal son sings three times, doesn't sing sad songs, there are too many sad things in the world." There are endless worries in this world, endless unsatisfactory, as if it is doomed by heaven, and no one can control it.

Obviously, Mr. Mingyue is an open-minded person. He soon came out of his sadness and smiled and said, "Are you better now? I'll send you some more internal strength."

Sikong snorted and laughed, "Don't worry, it's better, and it's not cold, hey! Isn't it a healing addiction?"

Mr. Mingyue was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Sikong smiled and said, "Next time you don't want to touch the acupoint of your chest, but lose from the Yongquan acupoint at the bottom of your foot. Are you happy?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly: "Okay! You are the fairy of Yaochi, Chang'e in the moon, even the jade feet are born step by step.

Sikong smiled skillfully and said, "Meat numbness, can't you say something serious?"

Mr. Mingyue sighed, "In fact, there was no distraction at all when I healed you."

Sikong said indifferently, "Really?"

"Really."

Sikong simply leaned on Mr. Mingyue's shoulder and muttered, "That means I'm too defeated."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "How could it be? At least I know that you didn't call Sikong Wuming, but have a beautiful name, Shaner.

Sikong sighed, "Hmm! You will call me Shaner in the future. No one has called me that for many years. Are you really willing to leave Xiangmei and your two sister-in-law and not go back to explain it clearly? Don't you regret it later?"

Mr. Mingyue stared at a pool of clear pool water in the sky. The waves were as flat as a mirror, but the tide of thought couldn't help surging. Finally, he sighed, "I don't regret it. My two sisters won't blame me. They have been treating me well. As for Xiangmei, let's explain it slowly in the future. Anyway, I have misunderstood. If I'm in a hurry If she explains, she will think that I am a thief.

Sikong smiled and said, "You are a guilty thief. Aren't you afraid that she will hate you to death?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not afraid! She hates me to death. If she still hates me, it means that she still cares about me.

Sikong laughed and said, "Oh! They may be hiding somewhere and crying secretly. You are very proud. When I get better, I'll help Xiangmei teach you a lesson.

Mr. Mingyue said, "If you help her teach me a lesson, I'm afraid she won't appreciate it. You are also in prison and are on the same vine with me."

Sikong sighed, "Yes, if our sisters meet and fight in the future, who will you help?"

Mr. Mingyue said, "Xiangmei's martial arts skills are weaker than yours. Naturally, I'm helping Xiangmei."

Sikong nodded and smiled, "Okay, if you want to fight, you have to practice with me every day. I still have a reputation, not only Shan'er, but also your master."

Mr. Mingyue said with a wry smile, "You have passed on all your internal skills to me. I'm very sorry. How can I still work your golden body? It's important for you to cultivate yourself."

Sikong said anxiously, "Didn't I tell you? In this month, I have to practice my internal skills well to fully recover my skills. Now I'm just a weak woman who has no power to bind chickens. If you don't learn martial arts and spells, how can you protect me? After a while, I will practice my internal skills, and you will practice spells, and that's it!"

Mr. Mingyue had to nod his head, suddenly smelled a burning smell and hurriedly said, "It's terrible, the grouse is burnt." The grouse rolled in a hurry, and the oil oozed out. Mr. Mingyue left a chicken leg and fed it to Sikong in person. He smiled and said, "Shan'er, come on, the chicken leg is coming."

Sikong tasted a little and hurriedly said, "Hey! It's about to burn again. You can eat it first.

Mr. Mingyue laughed and said, "It's okay. Let it bake it for a while. It will have a different flavor when it's burnt. I'll feed you first, Shaner, and eat more."

Sikong ate it silently. Mr. Mingyue tore off another chicken leg and said, "It's still yours. Eat it quickly."

Sikong said, "You eat, I'm full."

Mr. Mingyue sighed, "I'm still baking a whole one. It's enough for me. You just recovered. Eat a little more, Shan'er."

Sikong couldn't bear to brush his mind, so he had to eat it. Mr. Mingyue happily took off the roast chicken from the fire and ate it with relish. While eating, he said, "Don't look at me. I don't look good when I devour it."

Sikong couldn't help it anymore. Crystal tears rolled down the peerless face, and there were tears under the firelight.

Mr. Mingyue saw it and said strangely, "Are you not feeling well? Is it cold again? Why did you cry well?

Sikong turned his head quietly and said lightly, "No, it's nothing."

Mr. Mingyue was stunned, thought about it, and suddenly said, "Oh! Yes! Shan'er must have wanted to eat roast chicken when she saw my craving. Oh, it's a pity that this one is burnt. I'll catch another one later!"

Sikong said desperately, "It's not! Are you really stupid or fake? Eat yours quickly. It will be cold in a while.

The water in Tianyi Pool is still water. Although it is closer to Feilong Cave, Mr. Mingyue usually does not go there to get water, because there is a better place to go and more clear water.

Longshan, Sun and Moon Well. I don't know when this ancient well was there. It is said that it can shine on the sun and the moon, and the water in the well is sweet. While drawing water, Mr. Mingyue looked back at Sikong Wuming sitting cross-legged in front of the fire. He was not like a Lingbo fairy or Chang'e in the moon, but like a wonderful Guanyin sitting on the lotus, solemn and solemn.

Sikong's fate rose to shine, running Zhou Tian, and her internal strength gathered at all. Although she was slow, she was not in a hurry.

Seeing Mr. Mingyue coming over, he said, "Hey, I promised to teach you magic. Are you lazy to run away?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly: "You'd better practice by yourself. If you are tired, lean on me. What does it matter whether I learn magic or not?"

Sikong Wuming raised his face and said, "You also promised well. How can you change your mind? Do you think I'm too shallow to teach you?

Mr. Mingyue said quickly, "How can it be? What if you are willing to teach me what I want, but you are still weak and tired?

Sikong's face sank and said coldly, "You don't care whether I'm tired or not. I won't buy your good. Say it! Do you want to learn or not?

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Learn!"

Sikong suddenly smiled brightly and said, "That's right. Come on, sit next to me cross-legged."

Mr. Mingyue only had a bitter face. Looking at Sikong's peerless face, it seemed that he came to the purple and red spring in an instant from the eternal ice and snow. He sat cross-legged according to her appearance and muttered, "If you learn transfigurement, you are guaranteed to be more than me."

Sikong said strangely, "How can I see it?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Your face turns so fast."

Sikong said anxiously, "Okay! Not to mention those who are not serious, what spell do you want to learn first, flying sword or light decision?

Mr. Mingyue said, "What is Situ's harmless use? When I see his palm passing by, it will always emit a blue light, either cold, or snow, which is very beautiful.

Sikong said, "He uses broken jade, which belongs to Guangjue, but it is relatively difficult to practice, especially to his level."

Mr. Mingyue sighed, "Well, I'll learn from a simple sword. Even Sister Lan can do it. The first time I saw her, I was defeated by her sacrifice to the flying sword."

Sikong smiled and said, "Okay, I'll teach you how to fly the sword. You have received all my internal strength, but you don't know how to use it. First of all, I will teach you how to use the sword with qi!"