Chapter 10 Sky

He remembered that he was on Qingyun Mountain when he was a child, and occasionally he could hear some gossip from his predecessors who often went down the mountain. They always hold wine glasses in one hand and clap the table with the other hand, narrating to the descendants in a flaunting and sighing tone: "The sky now is no longer the sky that practitioners above the swords can enjoy!"

At that time, I had just entered the late stage of dispersion. I could only look at the seniors with envy, pull the corners of their clothes, and urge them to continue talking in a child's coquettish tone.

"The world has changed!"

"Machine, do you know what this is?"

"It's very powerful. A horse made with machine skills can run on it. It's very boring. Obviously, it's just a pile of wooden ropes and other gadgets put together. But it's like a real horse, and it runs faster than a real horse!"

"Look, what is this? This is awesome. It's a machine bird. Look, as long as you twist it... Look! Let's fly! Hahahaha."

"But this is nothing. There are also powerful machine masters. They can create huge machine birds, and people can sit on it and fly into the sky! What? Son of a bitch, do you think I'm bragging?!"

"Hahaha... To be honest, uncle, I don't quite understand. I can still understand the clockwork bird, but why can that kind of big bird that can carry people fly? I'm not a machine teacher or a person who practices armor. I don't know..."

Maybe it was at that time. Thinking of these old things, a smile appeared at the corners of Mo Shoucheng's mouth. I began to be full of interest in machine art, and asked my senior brothers to find some books and gadgets for me, so that the study of machine art became the only adjustment in his penance life.

"Isn't it... the sky that can only be enjoyed by practitioners above the sword period?" Mo Shoucheng finally came to his senses, but saw the girl in red in front of him smiling at him, and then tapped his toes to the ground and jumped into the sky. The next second, she had stood firmly on the body of the giant bird.

At this time, Mo Shoucheng remembered that he had something important to ask her: "Wait, wait!"

Butterfly Leaf Blue stood on the huge machine beast named Kunpeng, with a rather complicated expression on his face. It seems to be a little lost and a little reluctant. She looked at the young practitioners on the ground and opened her mouth, but said nothing.

What do you do? Is there anything else?" She manipulated Kunpeng and let it hover only in the sky. She spoke in a cold tone, but there was a faint expectation when she asked.

Mo Shoucheng nodded: "Excuse me, Miss Die Yelan, do you know where Xuantian Pavilion is?" He explained: "I am a disciple of Qingyun Taoist sect. This time, I am ordered by the teacher to go to Xuantian Pavilion. However, I don't know the location of Xuantian Pavilion. Do you know?

As if she didn't hear what she expected to hear, the expression on the girl's face was even worse. She frowned, bit her lower lip, shouted "stupid" several times in her heart, and then raised her face: "I know."

"Ah, that's great, please..."

Butterfly Leaf Lan raised her eyebrows and said, "Miss, Miss, I have a name! Butterfly leaf blue!"

Mo Shoucheng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly and touched his nose: "This... Didn't you also call yourself 'Miss Ben'? I thought you preferred this name.

Miss Die Yelan was speechless for a moment, but she became even more angry. She scolded "stupid" several times in the bottom of her heart, and almost stepped on Kunpeng's back hard to vent her anger. Mo Shoucheng smiled slightly awkwardly. Since the other party said that he didn't like to call her a young lady like this, he could only obey the other party's wishes: "Well... Miss Butterfly Leaf Blue, since you know the location of Xuantian Pavilion, is very good, can you..."

Butterfly Leaf Blue said firmly with a bad smile, "No, I won't tell you."

Mo Shoucheng was stunned. Die Yelan looked at his embarrassment and looked slightly mean: "If you want to know where the Xuantian Pavilion is, come to Jiangnan to find me." She left this sentence lightly and did not give Mo Shoucheng a chance to react. She manipulated Kun Peng to hover in the air a few times, and then left.

Seeing that the huge shadow gradually became smaller and finally disappeared from sight, Mo Shoucheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and read the name of the slightly unruly and wayward girl several times in his heart: "Butterfly Leaf Blue... Butterfly Leaf Blue... Jiangnan?"

The Peiyuan Dan given by Butterfly Leaf Blue is indeed a fairy elixir, and its effect is extraordinary. There are three Peiyuan Dan in the small bottle she left, one of which melts with water and gives it to everyone to drink. The remaining two were left to Xue Fei.

He liked Xuefei very much in his heart, so he picked out some shallow methods in Qingyun Taoism to teach her. She first used Qingling San, and then took Peiyuan Dan. She was smart and entered the country very quickly. Mo Shoucheng instructed her to practice for more than three or four days, and she has mastered a lot of tricks. Although I didn't even touch the threshold of the entry period at this time, as long as I practice like this, I can always achieve something.

You should know that there is a great difference between practitioners and mortals. Even if it is only the cultivation of the Taoist period, a seven- or eight-year-old child can be tied with a five-three rough man.

There is a reason why it is arranged like this - Xue Fei's father has been unconscious and has always been a thorn in Mo Shoucheng's heart. But Mo Shoucheng also knew that he really couldn't continue to hover in the house of the dead.

He seriously considered Die Yelan's matter of letting herself go to Jiangnan to find her, and then paid for a map.

The little girl leaned over curiously and looked at the crooked red and green lines on the map: "Master, what is this?" She called Master Mo Shoucheng, but Mo Shoucheng didn't even dare to answer before. He was just a practitioner in the later period. Not only did he not become a teacher, but he did not report to the master. How could he dare to accept apprentices indiscriminately? But on the one hand, he did have the truth of passing on, and on the other hand, he couldn't resist the little girl's pestering, so he allowed her to shout like this in private.

He touched Xuefei's pink face, and the little girl practiced quickly. Now she looks much better. Not only has his face turned red, but even his originally thin figure has changed a little now.

"Is your father better?" When Mo Shoucheng mentioned Xuefei's father, he added a little doubt in his eyes, which was one of the reasons why he stayed here for a few more days. Why do you feel like you have seen him somewhere at the first sight of the other party?

"It's still the same, but it looks much better." Xuefei smiled when she spoke. He looks very strong, as if he can still have confidence and hope for the future.

Mo Shou looked at her sincerely and sighed, with a little love and pity in his eyes.

"Come here." Mo Shoucheng pulled the little girl and asked her to sit next to him, and then marked the direction of Qingyun Mountain and Qingyun Daomen on the map. Another map of the mountain was drawn, and the location of Wuliu Peak was also clicked out. He taught Xue Fei to recognize the map little by little, and then said, "I still have a heavy responsibility, and now it's time to break up."

Xuefei opened her eyes wide and didn't react for a moment. You can imagine how exciting this sentence of Mo Shoucheng has given her. After a long time, she stammered and asked, "Master, you are leaving... Master, don't you want me?" Tears came, and the big tears only fell down.

For good, there is a little sister on Qingyun Mountain, who is smaller than Xue Fei and likes to cry more. Mo Shoucheng coaxed her since she was a child. Although she was a little embarrassed at this time, she could also cope with it. Haosheng persuaded Xuefei to explain the context with her, and repeatedly promised that he would not let go like this and never come back. This made the little girl burst into tears and laughed.

"Xuefei, put this away." After a little hesitation, Mo Shoucheng took out a wooden card from his waist with the word "Shou" written on it. This is the personal token representing the disciples of Qingyun Daomen. He handed the wooden card to the palm of Xuefei's hand: "You have to practice well. Even if Brother Mo is gone, you can't be lazy."

"Do you remember the direction of the map I just pointed out to you? When you are successful in your practice, such as the cultivation of the Taoist period. If your father still doesn't get better, you can take your father and this token to the Wuliu Peak of Qingyun Mountain to find my master Feiyun Zhenren. He must have a way.

repeated some things, and Mo Shoucheng felt that there was nothing to say, so he planned to leave quietly. Xuefei wanted to inform the others in the deceased's home to see him off, but Mo Shoucheng did not want to pester him any more and didn't want to see others thank him again and again.

He patted the little girl's little head that he cared about, laughed three times, and his heart flowed, and transported the teacher to pass on the scale method. In the blink of Xuefei's eyes, he has gone.

Only Xuefei stood still, tightly biting the lonely figure of her lower lip.

Mo Shoucheng headed all the way to the south. He knew that he had wasted a lot of time in the border town. At this time, he made up his mind and put on the thousand-mile boots given by Feiyun Zhenren, and ran all the way. After running for two days in a row, I haven't rested all the way except for a moment when asking for directions.

Over the mountains and rivers is definitely the best portrayal of him at this moment. After he ran through seven or eight cities in a row, he found that the road had gradually become lively. Not only can you always meet caravans and passengers on the road, but also occasionally meet some ordinary practitioners.

Most of these practitioners look in a hurry, and their cultivation is not profound. The one Mo Shoucheng has seen the most powerful so far is only in the middle of Yuanying. Most of the rest of the practitioners' cultivation is not as good as his, and only a few practitioners and Mo Shoucheng are generally incarnations in later cultivation. However, Mo Shoucheng's squamous walking method with thousand-mile boots is so fast that this small number of practitioners are also out of reach.

Mo Shoucheng feels more and more strange - why are there so many practitioners on this road? And depending on this trend, I'm afraid the number will continue to increase. Most of them looked in a hurry, but their eyebrows were a little happy. What the hell happened? Mo Shoucheng saw clearly that the practitioners who appeared at the beginning were as lonely as himself. Then gradually appeared in groups of practitioners. And now... he narrowed his eyes and looked at dozens of practitioners in the same clothes not far away - it was as if all the people in a small sect had gone out!

It's just that so far, Mo Shoucheng has not seen a master above the swordsmanship period. As soon as this question was born, he immediately thought of the answer: He is really a master of the swordsmanship. How can he need to break his legs on the ground with his people?

He smiled mockingly, couldn't help looking up at the sky and remembered the sentence: "Isn't it... the sky that can only be enjoyed by practitioners above the sword period?"