My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 255 Moonlit Night
Standing behind her was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure, wearing a purple gauze dress, it was Zixue.

With a slight smile on her face, she bowed slightly and returned the courtesy:
"Junior brother, you don't need to be polite. Just now I was happy to see Lie Xin, and I hope junior brother will not blame me for being reckless and troublesome."

"How dare you?" Yang Zhen took a step forward and saluted again: "If it wasn't for the stone from Senior Sister, I wouldn't have understood this trick so quickly."

What he said was the truth.At that time, although he had already glimpsed the method of [Sun Doesn't Move Shadow], there were still some traces of deliberate chiseling between the moves.And Zixue's stone came just right, like a finishing touch, and it was just at that moment that he could be rounded and penetrated.

Therefore, his gratitude is not artificial, but an act of sincerity.

"What kind of stick technique is this?" Zixue asked curiously.

"Wind Shadow Cudgel." Yang Zhen replied honestly, and then gave a brief introduction to the moves and essentials of this set of cudgel techniques.

Zixue nodded slightly: "There are not many monks who practice stick techniques in this world. I never imagined that this set of stick techniques, which sound ordinary, can be so exquisite."

Yang Zhen has been practicing this stick technique for the past two years, but she has been suffering from no one to teach her, and she can't find a suitable senior brother or sister who is willing to discuss it with him.Seeing that Zixue is quite interested in this cudgel technique, she simply confessed all her experiences and difficulties during the practice, and asked this senior sister for advice.

Zixue also has no secrets.Her cultivation base is much higher than that of Yang Zhen, and her level of knowledge is far from that of him, a monk in the middle stage of Qi training. Although she is not good at stick techniques, she often hits the point when making comments, which benefits Yang Zhen a lot.

"The last move, [Destroyer Stick], is a move to destroy the world," she patiently explained: "Cultivators need to have the courage to put life and death aside, so that they can use all their strength to create something far beyond their own number. double the damage..."

"The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the destructive power contained in this move. Even if you get to Jindan and Yuanying in the future, this move will never become obsolete, and it can still be used by you..."

"Actually, the stick you swung when you descended from the sky this afternoon already had some shadow of this move."

Zixue smiled sweetly.

She was born with beauty and beauty, this smile is really like the snow lotus blooming, the epiphyllum is in full bloom; and it is like the sun blooming at the beginning of the month, and the rising sun breaking through the fog.Yang Zhen felt her eyes light up, and she laughed at the same time.

With a feeling of intimacy in his heart, he said rashly: "Senior Sister Zixue, what cultivation level are you?"

The woman smiled but did not answer.

Yang Zhen didn't realize it, and asked again: "Where is Senior Sister from?"

Zixue chuckled: "From Qingzhou. Junior brother, if you still ask such a question, I have to leave!"

Only then did Yang Zhen realize her rudeness.In the world of cultivating immortals, unless the other party actively informs you, or you are an elder of the teacher, it is relatively rude to inquire about someone's cultivation level, hometown, spiritual root, etc.

His face was a little hot. Fortunately, it was night, so she shouldn't be able to see it.

As his thoughts turned, he remembered something: "Senior sister, did you teach Yue'er the sword skills?"

Zixue didn't take it seriously: "Did Yue'er tell you?"

"No." Yang Zhen shook her head: "I practiced with Yueer once, and I saw a woman in a purple shirt in the woods, it should be you, senior sister?"

Surprise suddenly appeared on Zixue's face, and she gave a soft "hmm".

"In the future, Yue'er and I will practice duel, and I would like to invite my senior sister to come and give me advice." Yang Zhen said politely.

"Okay!" Zixue agreed.

Yang Zhen suddenly didn't know what to say next, as if she had chatted to death.

It's just that this woman is gentle and elegant, like a big sister next door, which makes him linger, and always wants to pull someone to say a few more words.

He was a little hesitant for a while, but Zixue didn't leave, just looked at the mountains of Cui Wei under the moonlight from a distance, and was silent.

Suddenly, the two looked in the direction of Yuezhen Pavilion at the same time.

A girl in white was standing at the entrance of the cave.

"Yue'er, are you up too?" Zixue greeted.

The girl was Zhao Yue'er, she seemed to be a little sleepy, and walked over in a daze.

"Sister Zixue, I didn't see you when I woke up."

Seeing Yang Zhen next to her again, she rushed up and hugged him:

"Little Shitou, you really scared me to death this afternoon. I thought you were going to die, woo woo..."

Although the little girl cried at that time, she was more busy saving people. Later, when she saw Yang Zhen turned the crisis into safety, the stone fell from her heart, she only cared about joy, and forgot the fear before.

At this time, in the dead of night, her suppressed emotions were finally released, and she couldn't help crying.

Yang Zhen was moved in her heart, lightly patted the girl on the back, and comforted softly: "It's all right, isn't it fine now?"

"Woooo, I won't take you to heaven in the future!" The little girl blamed herself.

"That can't be done!" Yang Zhen laughed and said, "I will have to trouble you, the female sword fairy, to see me off when I go in and out of the Wufang Pavilion!"

"In case it falls again..."

"Don't be afraid, at worst I'll make a parachute..."

"Parachute?" Zixue wondered, "What is that?"

Zhao Yueer also stopped crying, and looked at Yang Zhen curiously.

"A thing that can let you fall from the sky safely..." Yang Zhen explained, while using her hands as a substitute to draw the appearance of this thing in front of her.

Both girls were amazed to see it.

Zixue walked up to Yang Zhen, looked him up and down, her eyes were full of doubts: "The parachute, and your exciting legendary stories, Yue'er, you junior, how did you grow your brain, where did you come from so many unconstrained imaginations?" ?”

Yang Zhen's heart trembled, and she was about to answer, but she heard the little girl boasting: "My younger brother is from a scholarly family, and he has read a lot of books since he was a child! His father is our local Juren, if it wasn't framed by a traitor, Maybe you can still win the first prize!"

This unpretentious compliment made Yang Zhen's face burn.

But Zixue heard the story: "A traitor framed her? What's going on!"

Yang Zhen coughed lightly, and told the whole story about Yang Yin's imperial examination case that he had heard from his mother, Chen Fugui and others.

"Since it's a grievance, why didn't you appeal to the court?" Zixue continued to ask.

"At that time, I was young and didn't know the details. I originally planned to go to the capital to ask someone in two years." Yang Zhen explained.

However, he felt very guilty in his heart. If he hadn't mentioned this matter tonight, his son in name would have already forgotten to avenge Yang Yin.

"When I return to the Zhao family during the Chinese New Year, I must ask the head of the Zhao family to find out the details of this matter." He thought to himself.

In the country of Xu, those who cultivate immortals are the ones who are superior to others.Although the Zhao family is only a Zifu family, it is also a behemoth that cannot be offended by Xu Guo's court.Yang Zhen didn't do anything to bully others, but just wanted to know the truth of the year, so it was impossible for Xu Guo's court not to agree.

Of course, if Yang Yin really died of injustice, then he must seek justice for him!
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