I will bury the gods

Chapter 101 Not Alone
In autumn, the cold wind blows from outside the wilderness, crosses the high wall and circles to the towering green hills. to warm.

When Xiaoyu opened the window wearing a padded coat with crocodiles on it, her fair and moist face was blown dry by the wind.

In the past few days, she has been getting up very early, unknowingly, sword practice has become as normal as eating and sleeping. She rubbed her cold face, picked up the wooden sword and was about to go to Xiaojianlou. The door was pushed open suddenly, and mother came in with a newly knitted red scarf in her hand.

"Mother, good morning." Xiaoyu waved obediently.

Mother took off the scarf she was holding in her arms, wrapped it around Xiaoyu's neck, then squatted down, straightened her slightly messy hair, and smiled in relief.

"Is Xiaoyu ready for tomorrow's competition?" Mother asked.

"I'm not prepared." The little language said decisively: "It's just a small monthly test, it's not worth my trouble to prepare."

Mother thought of her diligent attitude of hearing chickens dancing every day, and couldn't help but smile dotingly: "Well, Xiaoyu is right."

She patted the girl on the shoulder, stood up, and said, "I'll take you to Xiaojian Tower today."

"Okay." Xiaoyu didn't refuse.

When I was still learning to read in school, it was my mother who picked me up every day.

Xiaoyu carried a wooden sword on her back, with a clean ponytail, she looked like a little swordsman. She took her mother's hand and walked down the tall building, chatting with her mother.

"By the way, the previous owner of Shenshou Mountain passed away a few days ago. Many people from the three mountains came. The funeral has ended recently. There are a few immortals who are old with us, so they stopped by as guests. Maybe they will come to see us too. Take a look at your monthly test, Xiaoyu don't be nervous when the time comes." Mother reminded.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyu will only become more courageous as he fights, so he won't care about the eyes of others." Xiaoyu said.

"That's good." Niangqin rubbed her head, hesitated for a while, and said, "It is said that some immortal masters still have the idea of ​​accepting disciples."

"Take apprentices?" Xiaoyu immediately asked, "Are they as powerful as their parents?"

Mother smiled, and just said: "A person with a high cultivation level may not be suitable for accepting apprentices, and your father and I rarely have time to spend with Xiaoyu."

"Is the husband at home not good?"

"Xiaoyu's progress is too fast. One day, the husband at home will not be able to teach you."

"Then... I can teach myself."

"Self-taught?" Mother joked with a smile: "Is Xiaoyu going to embark on an unprecedented path?"

"It's said in the book that hiding in a small building will make them unified." Xiaoyu retorted.

"That's not a good word."

"It's fine if I turn it into a good word." Xiaoyu hummed softly.

My mother didn't try to persuade her. After all, this child has been self-willed since she was a child. Now it is not easy for her to study hard. Everything needs to be done step by step, not overnight.

Xiaoyu strode away for a while, but when she approached Jianping, she slowed down, because she saw Chu Miao practicing sword again. Inevitably flustered.

"I have seen the Palace Master." Chu Miao saw the woman in the green skirt, immediately drew back her sword and saluted respectfully.

The woman in the green skirt nodded.

"What about me." Xiaoyuhu pretended to be a tiger.

Chu Miao's expression was gloomy, but she still muttered, "I've seen... I've seen the little Palace Master."

This little palace master made most of the brilliance on her face fade away. Like the other children, she was an orphan bought by the family. The prince reads'.

Although Chu Miao lowered her head, Xiao Yu was bullying others after all, which was somewhat unfair. She had promised Master that she would be a kind person, so she also felt sympathetic, patted Chu Miao on the shoulder, and said, "You should be more airy." Well, it won’t look good if you don’t look up.”

Chu Miao thought that she was still humiliating herself, lowered her head even lower, and hid her frustration in the shadows.

Xiaoyu left Jianping holding his mother's hand.

When she entered the small building, she turned her head and looked at Chu Miao's sword dancing in the cold wind, feeling lonely.

"By the way, mother, why did you stay with dad back then." Xiaoyu asked.

"Why do you ask this?"

"Hmm... just want to know." Xiaoyu asked curiously, "Are you Daddy's fiancée or old enemy?"

"Ah?" Mother was stunned, she squatted down, looked at Xiaoyu's eyes, "Xiaoyu, you are hiding in the building all day, are you reading some messy books?"

"No, no." Xiaoyu shook her head like a rattle, "Xiaoyu is still young, so she doesn't know how to read that kind of stuff."

"How do you know what kind of thing I'm talking about?" Niangqin was more skilled.

"..." Xiaoyu was also stunned, she didn't know how she understood it, maybe... she got enlightened after meeting Master.

She shyly grabbed her mother's hand, shook it vigorously, and said coquettishly: "Xiaoyu just wants to know more about father and mother."

The mother's eyes fluttered, she held Xiaoyu's face, looked at the blue sky and clouds reflected in her immature pupils, smiled softly, and said: "I am with your father just to give birth to Xiaoyu. "

"But... didn't I pull it out of the ground?" Xiaoyu clearly remembered that her mother said that she pulled it out when she went to the fairy garden to pull the carrots.

Mother burst out laughing, she rubbed Xiaoyu's hair, as if she would never get bored.

But I don't know why, in Xiaoyu's eyes, the corners of mother's lips are obviously curved, but she still seems to be lost.

Xiaoyu also stood on tiptoe and stretched out her hand to touch her mother's hair.

"Mother, what are you and dad doing now?" Xiaoyu was a little flustered, afraid that they would have another little Xiaoyu.

"Your father and I... are writing a book." The woman in the green skirt said hesitantly.

"Writing books? Writing what?"

"You can watch Xiaoyu when he grows up."

"Oh... it's a book you can only read when you grow up." Xiaoyu blushed.

The mother was taken aback, and sighed helplessly, not knowing whether the child was really naive or was led astray.

The mother and daughter chatted in front of the sword tower for a while and then waved goodbye. Before parting, Xiaoyu asked the last question: "What is the gift for tomorrow?"

"It's something that can grow up with Xiaoyu and represents hope." Niangqin just said so.

What is that... It's the same as not saying it!Xiaoyu bulged her cheeks.

After her mother left, Xiaoyu immediately untied the red scarf that was suffocating her neck, and tied it around her waist majestically.

Hmm... I didn't talk to Master much yesterday, if this continues, Master will be snatched away by the bad Son!

She hurried upstairs to find Master.

Master is a very nice person, and he is there every time I look for him...Of course, this may also have something to do with Master's habit of never leaving his body.

Although she can only see the blurred shadow of Master, she can still feel that Master is a good-looking person.

After greeting Master well-behaved, Xiaoyu began to report seriously. She loved to talk to Master about everything, even if it was a dream she had at night. Of course, Xiaoyu did not dare to say too much, for fear of delaying Master's practice .

She vaguely felt that Master was also doing something very important.

After Xiaoyu reported her thoughts, she began to show her master the results of her practice. She took out a black cloth and covered her eyes to prove that she did not cheat this time.

Facing the darkness, she was a little nervous at first, but when she held the sword, she immediately calmed down, as if she had merged with the sword in her hand.

Although her moves are still childish, they are already smooth and flowing, and at the pauses of some moves, you can even faintly hear the sound of wind and thunder.

Although Lin Shouxi still didn't think she could defeat him at the age of 16, he was still amazed by Xiaoyu's progress and gave a high evaluation of "different".

Lin Shouxi patiently explained to her the last problems and flaws in the sword moves, Xiaoyu listened carefully and nodded frequently.

"Master, when can you come inside the wall?"

After teaching sword moves, Xiaoyu couldn't help but chat with his master.

"I'll come when I finish my work here." Lin Shouxi said.

"Then master will come and play with Xiaoyu...Although it is said that we will not compete until nine years later, it is always possible to meet each other, right?" Xiaoyu asked.

Lin Shouxi thought for a while, but agreed, "But I have to find someone first, and I can only find Xiaoyu after I find her."

"What if I can't find it?"

"It won't be found, because there is still an agreement between us."

"Agreement..." Xiaoyu laughed happily: "Then I also have an agreement with Master, and Master will not find me, right?"

"Of course." Impressed by the little girl's smile, Lin Shouxi relaxed and smiled.

"By the way, Master, I see that they all like to engrave words on things to prove that this thing is theirs." Xiaoyu took out its small wooden sword and said, "I also want to engrave words on mine."

"What do you want to engrave?"

"I came to ask Master just because I didn't know. Master knows a lot, help Xiaoyu think about it... we can use this as a code in the future." Xiaoyu said full of expectation.

"Okay." Lin Shouxi couldn't refuse the girl's request, "I'll tell Xiaoyu after I think about it."

"Well, but it must be before today, because Xiaoyu will go to the monthly exam tomorrow. If Master hasn't made up his mind by then, I may be absent-minded in the monthly exam. If I lose by then, it will be embarrassing for our teacher. Alright." Xiaoyu spoke plausibly.

Lin Shouxi responded with a smile.

In the Dragon Palace, Mu Shijing, who had been sleeping for a while, also woke up. She looked at Lin Shouxi's unreasonable smile, and couldn't understand how he could smile in such a situation.

Let her interrupt such a smile.

"Continue to practice." Mu Shijing walked to his side and patted his shoulder with the scabbard.

The communication between Lin Shouxi and Xiaoyu was mercilessly interrupted, Xiaoyu felt aggrieved, and did not regard Chu Miao as an opponent anymore, but decided that she would practice swords in order to defeat the bad son in the future.

In the sword is a well-behaved and lovely apprentice, and outside the sword is a fierce and cold-faced girl. Lin Shouxi once again felt the absurdity of life.

He looked up at Mu Shijing and asked, "What are you practicing?"

"Naturally, Hetu and Luoshu."

"Do you want to continue?"

"These two exercises are the beginning of cultivating the Tao, and there must be hidden mysteries. Of course, one night's comprehension is not enough. I have some new ideas, so I can continue to try." Mu Shijing said.

Lin Shouxi did not refuse.

During the exchange last night, he found that although he and Mu Shijing often quarreled for no reason, they had a lot of common words on the matter of cultivation, and the two often fell into it because of too intense exchanges. Unaware of the passage of time, this feeling is something he has never experienced in other people.He even felt that if they grew up together, they might still become childhood sweethearts.

But the assumption is just an assumption, and their peace only exists when they participate in swordsmanship together.

After some discussion, they set out to implement their assumptions.Lin Shouxi stretched out his left palm, Mu Shijing stretched out his right palm, and the clothes on the backs of the two people trembled. This is a sign of the circulation of true energy. Two completely different forces emanate from the palms and collide and blend in the center, as if two completely different The river rushes into the confluence, forming an endless whirlpool.

But soon, this vortex lost its balance. Black and white kneaded together and turned into a lifeless gray. The gray burst like a bubble, declaring the failure of their cultivation.

They tried several times, but all ended in failure.

Seeing them working so hard, Sanhuamao felt that it should find something to do, but it had nothing to do, so it could only continue to sleep.

Not long after sleeping, it was awakened by the nightmare again.

For some reason, as soon as I close my eyes, what I see in front of my eyes is the scene of people crying and running away. Its spiritual world seems to be occupied by black and white. Looking around, the world is empty, leaving only the loneliness under the dazzling light spots The shadow of the castle tower.

It looked at the white bones lying on its stomach, and thought to itself, as expected, dreams that are not good on the bed will be bad too...

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing rested temporarily.

"Is it still not enough..." Mu Shijing sighed softly, "It obviously feels very close."

"Let's try again in the future. The Scale Worship Festival will start tomorrow, and we have to start preparing later." Lin Shouxi said.

"Ah."

Mu Shijing nodded lightly.

She lay on the soft grass, closed her eyes, her cheek rested on her forearm, and her slender legs swayed slightly.

"Although we can't really comprehend Hetu and Luoshu, maybe we can exchange some other exercises." Lin Shouxi said: "Anyway, we have already come here, so we shouldn't be bound by the sect of the past."

"What are you coveting again?" Mu Shijing asked.

"I think your magical finger is good."

"This is the unique knowledge of my sect. The master told me when he taught me that the unique knowledge should not be passed on to the outside world, so..." Mu Shijing opened one eye and said, "Let's talk about your conditions first."

Lin Shouxi was just talking casually, but he couldn't help being surprised when he heard Mu Shijing's words, "Are you really afraid of being expelled from the school?"

"Is there any difference between what I am doing now and being expelled from the sect?" Mu Shijing turned over softly on the grass, opened her arms, looked at the magnificent giant bone above, and said bluntly: "You teach me how to catch dragons. I will teach you the magic finger."

"Capturing the Dragon Hand is the same as Hetu Luoshu. It has no written inheritance. It is a magic that is directly planted in the heart." Lin Shouxi shook his head.

"Then don't talk about it." Mu Shijing said flatly.

Unless it was a technique that could help her defeat Lin Shouxi, she wouldn't be interested... Well, she was still loyal to the Taoist sect.

"But if you really want to learn, I can also violate the teacher's training..." Mu Shijing said with a smile.

"I worship you as my teacher, right?" Lin Shouxi sneered.

"How do you know?" Mu Shijing frowned.

Lin Shouxi shook his head, thinking that he had already used this method when bullying Xiaohe.

Mu Shijing was seen through and was very unhappy. She sat up with her knees hugged, stared quietly at Lin Shouxi, then adjusted the hem of her black dress, and said displeasedly, "What do you always look at here?"

"Why didn't you wear the gift from your master?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"It doesn't look good in black clothes." Instead of avoiding it, Mu Shijing pursed his lips and smiled, and asked softly, "Why, do you like it?"

"I'm just asking."

"If you like it, let your fiancée wear it for you. Anyway, she is gentle and obedient, so you let her change colors." Mu Shijing sneered, squinted his eyes, and asked, "By the way, what color do you like?" ?”

Of course Lin Shouxi would not answer this kind of question. He closed his eyes and meditated, rubbing his temples, pretending not to hear.

Sanhuamao's eyes lit up, and he cheered up, "This...is this really something you can listen to casually?"

At noon, Xiaoyu finished her hard sword practice all morning. She touched the leaves of the little white radish and encouraged it to grow hard. Then she waved goodbye to her master and went to have lunch.

After Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing rested, they planned to make the last attempt.

They put their hands together as usual, tacitly running Hetu and Luoshu's mental methods, and the two energies collided and blended, entangled with forgetfulness.

If Xiaoyu looked from the sword at this moment, he would see that their figures had turned into more blurred qi that revolved around the same central point.

This time their cultivation was unexpectedly smooth. Gradually, they felt that their spirits were freed from the shackles of their bodies and entered a certain ethereal and mysterious state.

boom!
There seemed to be sparks detonating in the center, and a vast spiritual field opened to them.

Became...

The hearts of the two moved at the same time.

In the dark void, they seemed to be standing beside two surging rivers, in which the bright stars flowed, showing a fascinating light, the two rivers gradually converged into one, they stepped into the same river, It also turned into one of the billions of light spots.

Time passed unknowingly, they were greedy for this feeling of ups and downs, and their sanity became blurred.

Soon, their joy turned into worry. They realized that this was a feeling similar to greedy Zen. Their minds were stuck in it. If they didn't pull it out in time, they might be trapped by Hetu and Luoshu. captured!

Cheats are created by people, but at the same time they can control people!
It was too late for them to realize that this is a river of spirit, and no matter how superb their swimming skills are, it will not help them.

Sanhuamao noticed something strange, ran over quickly, pushed them with the pads, tried to wake them up, but couldn't do it.

The whirlpool greedily sucked their minds and minds, making their spirits gradually fall into a state of muddled chaos. All this happened irreversibly... Both Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing felt sleepy, and they wanted to fall asleep right away.

It was also at this moment of half-dream and half-awake that a voice suddenly sounded, cutting off consciousness:

"Golden fire radiates light, and the shape is as usual; if things lose their quality, there is no loss in quantity; sitting in a photo forgets oneself, bright and dark holes are empty; the existence of yin and yang returns to the original and returns to the mother..."

This is a woman's voice, reciting scriptures, very cold, but it seems to be enlightened, in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, it is like someone swinging a giant ax to split the chaos, they suddenly wake up, and the light shines in their hearts.

Then, they realized that this scripture was not empty words. If Hetu and Luoshu were two banks of the same river, then the words she read were bridges connecting the two banks!

Without further ado, they practiced immediately.

They emerged from the spiritual river, the vortex that carried them suddenly became gentle, a little spiritual light hung high above their heads, thousands of stars spun around their feet, there was another bang, the sky and the earth turned white, and they opened their eyes at the same time , with four eyes facing each other, both of them could see the unconcealable light in each other's eyes.

Their bodies don't seem to have changed, but...

"Why did your positions change?" Sanhuamao said in surprise.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing didn't answer, and they joined hands again.

The two seemed to be the light and shadow of each other, and they exchanged directions again with their minds.

They couldn't hide their joy, because they knew that this was probably just the tip of the iceberg of Hetu and Luoshu, and there might be more mysterious things waiting for them to discover.

only……

Who made that voice just now?
Lin Shouxi looked at Zhan Gong on his lap.

The voice should come from here... He and Mu Shijing shared the sea of ​​consciousness, so they heard Zhan Gong's voice at the same time.

But this is clearly not Xiaoyu's voice, could it be...

……

at the same time.

In the small sword tower.

The woman in the green skirt left the sword, she closed her red lips, and the gleam in her eyes also faded.

"What is your origin?" the woman muttered to herself.

She also encountered things she couldn't understand.

The incomprehension is not in themselves, but in the exercises they practice - why is it so similar to the spells they are studying?
There were light footsteps outside.

It was the daughter who came back.

She didn't want to upset her daughter, so she disappeared into the small building in a flash.

Xiaoyu happily returned to the small sword building, and sat back in front of the sword.

"Master, have you decided what characters to engrave?" Xiaoyu asked excitedly.

Lin Shouxi closed his eyes, collected his thoughts, and remained silent for a moment. He thought about the voice from before, and many pictures flashed through his mind involuntarily, like walking around watching a lantern. Among them were those from Shimen, Xiaohe, and Small talk, there is Mu Shijing's...

"Think about it."

He interrupted his thoughts, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a look of determination in those beautiful eyes.

"what?"

"My way is not alone."

(End of this chapter)