After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 39
A word to awaken the dreamer.

Mo Yu suddenly understood that not only were his apprentices lax in cultivation, but the three of them were only in the Nascent Soul Realm.

One day, Chaotianzong will realize that there is nothing they want here, and they will withdraw mercilessly.

However, at that time, Ruoshui Pavilion was already known to everyone, and its location was no longer hidden.

Although the mountains behind the valley made the monks a little afraid, this valley can be said to be blessed by nature. If someone is jealous at that time, will they be able to defend it with only the three Nascent Souls?
Back then, how much effort Yun had put in for Ruoshui Pavilion was passed on to him, and he said that if he handed it over, he would let it go. Wouldn't it be a thunderbolt?
Seeing the drastic change in his expression, Yun Weixian knew that he had finally turned the corner, and sighed softly.

"Now I can't do it alone. Even if I want to protect it, it is inevitable that there will be omissions. After all, I still have to rely on you juniors to grow up on your own."

"I will try to deal with Li Chaotian for a while longer. The three of you should pay close attention to retreat and practice in the valley. Then we may still need your help."

After Yun Weixian finished what he had to say, he went back to rest.

Mo Yu stood on the trestle in front of the water pavilion until nightfall, until the rain began to fall, and it gradually became heavier and heavier. Only then did he suddenly regain his senses, and flew back with a heavy heart.

The night passed, and in the morning he took three uninjured apprentices to a morning class, and gave them some advice on their recent cultivation.

Then he went to the alchemy room and didn't come out all day and night.

And at the end of the day, Yun Weixian was not idle either. She first wandered around the valley twice, laying down some traces that could attract people to dig deeper, and then went to the barrier of the mountain protection formation to restore the discarded formation. OK, and made some changes.

It's just that to start it again, it still needs a lot of spirit stones to support it, and it also needs a monk with a deep enough cultivation base to keep his eyes on the formation.

When it was getting dark, Fangcai flew back to the lake slowly, and then stopped by to check on the situation of Hou Jun and Yan Wenshu.

The former is fine, and he is meditating and running the cycle.

The latter is also fine, but when practicing the sword, the sword energy still feels a little shackled.

Yun Weixian read Yan Wen's book about practicing swords for a while, and thought for a while with his chin on his hands: "Let's wait for him to sleep well."

Perhaps it was because of Qiuci's words that Yun Weixian had already beaten their sisters and Hou Jun successively.

After another night of rest and recuperation, Yan Wenshu, who finally joined the morning class, saw Yun Weixian holding a somewhat gaudy sword, he had a vague premonition in his heart.

When he heard Yun Weixian say "Senior brother, did you make a move?", he was not surprised, but nodded silently.

The morning class had just ended, and the others hadn't left yet. Seeing this scene, I don't know if I should think that this is the case, or whether it is unreasonable.

Mo Yu stopped Qiuci who wanted to go forward with a glance, and raised his hand to signal several apprentices: "Stand back, so as not to be accidentally injured."

He believed that Yun Weixian could control it, but not Yan Wenshu.

At any rate, he is a monk at the Golden Core Realm. Although he has never fought a real fight with a monk with real swords and guns, the sword energy has already been formed, and it is still not something that can be easily resisted by the establishment of the foundation.

And those two people also knew it in their hearts, and they walked out a little more.

Ning Qingyuan hid behind Mo Yu, wanting to see but afraid of showing his figure, which was kind of funny.

After being mercilessly ridiculed by Qiuci, he stood up and asked in a low voice: "Master, after the seventh junior sister beat the senior brother, shouldn't she continue to fight me?"

He doesn't even know how to use a knife, and after thinking about it all day and night, he still can only dance around with a hatchet in a seemingly imposing manner.

Mo Yu looked at him, and comforted him: "Don't worry, your seventh junior sister still doesn't like your humble ways."

Ning Qingyuan: "..."

(End of this chapter)