Chapter 12 Ning Kun

Those young female disciples stood neatly in the small square for a short time. Everyone had the same distance. A breeze brushed by. Their long hair, long sleeves and green skirts danced with the wind. Looking from afar, they were like the small willows that had just broken the ground.

After all the disciples in the square stood up, he saw a middle-aged woman in a Taoist robe and sat down on a chair that had already been placed in front of the female disciples. Li Xiaohe saw two young female disciples standing respectfully behind the woman in a Taoist robe, one of whom was Li Er.

"Look at the sitting house is Mo Wuqiu, the owner of the 'Bixiao Palace' palace. The two people standing behind her are her disciples. One is Li'er, who has been adopted by her since she was a child, and the other is that she has just adopted. I don't know her name."

While Ning Kun was talking, Mo Wuqiu, who was sitting in the chair, turned his head slightly and said something to the two disciples standing behind him. Li'er and the other female disciple also walked to the square. The two of them stood side by side in front of everyone.

Mo Wuqiu stretched out her hand and raised her palm at this time, and those female disciples in front of her danced the long sword in her hand under the leadership of Li'er and the woman.

At this time, although there are many disciples dancing swords in the square, the swordsmanship used is the same. Everyone has the same starting style, the same thorn, which is like a split by one person, and all the movements are synchronized and neat.

Mo Wuqiu, who was sitting on the chair, also nodded slightly, while Ning Kun, who was lying on the stone mountain, had straight eyes and asked him to look here and there. He kept saying which girl was beautiful, but he didn't notice that Li Xiaohe next to him was only staring at Lier and was a little distracted.

When he first met Li'er the day before yesterday, his brief relationship made him feel that Li'er was extremely arrogant. Finally, he was a little angry in words, but today when he saw Li'er's serious sword dancing, there was a tenacity and a trace of heroism between his eyebrows, which couldn't help but give him a good impression, because such a girl is He has never seen it before in the world.

At the end, Mo Wuqiu, who was sitting in the front chair, stood up and walked to the disciples who danced swords. At this time, these female disciples had danced this set of swordsmanship to the final stage. Many people's swords had danced swords, but Mo Wuqiu walked slowly on the dense sword. In the shadow, it was like walking in the court. From time to time, he patted the waist and arms of those disciples to correct their movements, but those sword shadows did not touch Mo Wuqiu's body at all.

When Li Xiaohe and Ning Kun saw this scene, they opened their mouths and looked incredible. Li Xiaohe only thought in his heart that the original practitioners could be so strong, but he ignored that Mo Wuqiu had not yet used his vitality. If he had vitality, let alone such a sword and shadow, it is Walking in the storm can also be water-free, but Ning Kun exclaimed softly, "This old nun is really awesome."

He listened to Ning Kun calling Mo Wuqiu an old nun, but he didn't know, so he only wondered that Mo Wuqiu didn't look old, just 40 or 50 years old. Suddenly, he thought of Nirvana. Nirvana was more than 360 years old. Mo Wuqiu is the palace owner of the Bixiao Palace and Nirvana belongs to the same generation, so Mo Wuqiu must also be alive. After many years, looking at her 40 or 50-year-old face, it suddenly became clear that cultivation can not only prolong her life but also make people's face, but I don't know why the elders in the Qionghua School only live longer, but their faces are extremely old.

He doesn't know that although practice can keep people's appearance and reduce aging, in addition to female practitioners who will keep their appearance because of their love for beauty, ordinary male practitioners are allowed to age.

Only the people in the demon way maintain their own appearance regardless of men and women. The reason for this is that the people in the right path have always paid attention to obedience to nature and think that hundreds of years old people still maintain a middle-aged face. It doesn't look like the same as the younger generation. They are old and disrespectful. Only the people in the devil's door are my own. Act according to your heart.

He was thinking about these distractions there, but suddenly he heard the neat sound of the wind. Then he gathered his mind and looked down. The female disciples below had already stopped and stood with their swords, and some people still gasped slightly in their chests. When they were a child, Li'er was only slightly red but had no other movements. At this time, he Only then did I know that this Lier's strength exceeded that of most of his peers. No wonder he was so arrogant.

At this time, Ning Kun next to him patted him and said, "It's not early, and I'm addicted to it. We should go, otherwise it's not good to be found later."

Li Xiaohe looked at the sun on the edge of the sky and looked a little hot at this time. When he finally left, he looked at Li'er below. At this time, he saw Li'er laughing and saying something to her sister who had been standing with her, but her sister's face was cold and silent from beginning to end.

It's easier to go down the mountain than to go up the mountain, but he and Ning Kun came down from the stone mountain quickly.

Ning Kun came down and patted the dust on his body and said, "Brother Xiaohe, I have to go back quickly, otherwise I will have to be hit by my old man's stick in a moment. I will come to you again when there is such a good thing in the future."

After saying that, Ning Kun didn't wait for him to say anything and hurriedly ran away. He looked at Ning Kun's distant back and just smiled in his heart. He felt that Ning Kun was very cheerful. This should be his first friend who came to Qionghua School!

Looking at the stone mountain behind it, he also followed the way back, but remembered that behind the stone mountain was the "Bixiao Palace". At this time, it seemed that the sound of a sword waving behind the stone mountain could be heard.

As he walked back, he soon returned to the medicine garden. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Nifening still sitting on the futon, as if he had never moved. At this time, the flame in the furnace was much more vigorous than usual, and the heat came to his face.

He wanted to go into the room and find a corner to sit down to practice, but Nie Fen said lightly, "It's okay to go out for a walk. You should be familiar with the environment of the teacher. In the future, you can meditate and practice in the herb. It's better to practice there."

Li Xiaohe said "Oh", touched the back of his head and was about to leave the room. Only when he went out, he heard Nirvana say, "Turn the door on, it's not pleasant to disturb you."

He softly closed the door and looked at a piece of herbs all over the ground in front of him, as colorful as the former back garden of Liang Mansion, with flowers, grass, and some knotted fruits, but the herbs were a little scattered with a slight brilliance, and a faint fog covered the herbs, and he found one The path walked to the middle of the herb and sat cross-legged, but it was not far from the small building.

Li Xiaohe found that the faint fog around him was slowly converging towards him, making his whole body a little soft, and the vitality in his body was not as laborious as before. Soon he gushed out of Dantian and began to move with the meridians, only The speed of wandering is still very different from that of walking under the guidance of Nirvana.

He also found that in the past, he had to concentrate on cultivation to be effective. When practicing, he could not feel some movement from the outside world at all, but now he can faintly feel some wind and grass around him.

But I don't know that this is because he is now practicing in the herb garden. Those herbs with abundant aura emit medicine energy to nourish his body and mind at any time, which makes him feel much more relaxed. He is not as nervous as before. As soon as he practices, he almost has five senses closed, and naturally he can feel some movements around his body.

This practice was very easy for Li Xiaohe. After a while, he had run his vitality for a cycle, and he did not feel as laborious as usual. He opened his eyes and saw that the sun had risen in the sky. At this time, he heard footsteps, and he stood up.

When he stood up, he saw a disciple of Qionghua School holding a wooden box in his hand, which was obviously used for serving rice. It turned out that this was the senior brother who delivered food for himself. Seeing that the disciple had entered the medicine garden, Li Xiaohe greeted him.

"This brother, disciple Li Xiaohe." He stepped forward and arched his hand.

The disciple who delivered the meal looked at Li Xiaohe in front of him but did not make a sound.

He smiled and said, "Brother, just give me the food. My master is alchemy, and he doesn't like to be disturbed."

The disciple who delivered the meal listened to Li Xiaohe's words, but looked at the small building. Sure enough, he saw a red fire in the room, so he handed him the lunch box, and then turned around and left. He only looked inside when he was out of the medicine garden.

The disciple who delivered the meal did not say a word from beginning to end, and Li Xiaohe didn't care, but when the disciple was about to leave the medicine garden, he looked back, but he seemed to see a trace of ridicule on the disciple's face, which made him a little confused, but he didn't pay attention to these, so he walked to the small building with the lunch box.

When he opened the door and entered the house, he saw Nirvana still sitting there like that. Just as he was about to ask Nirvana to eat rice, he heard Nirvana said, "Eat it yourself. You don't need to be a teacher."

Li Xiaohe went to the small table in the corner alone, opened the lunch box and took out all the food and put it on the table, but it was still the same as yesterday.

He sat down alone in the corner for lunch. From time to time, he looked at Niburn sitting in front of the Dan furnace, but his eyes were closed, and the fire lit his face slightly red.