After the murderer preached the sermon, Shizun had no time for her to regret it.

Chapter 5 Spring Banquet
The annual spring banquet in Gushan is held on the day of the vernal equinox, and all kinds of spring pancakes have been prepared in the dining room for the banquet in the evening, and all the disciples have not cultivated, so they started chatting in the room.

"Have you seen Lord Xianzun in the past few days?" A disciple with a slender face started the conversation.

"I've never seen it before. I heard that Xianzun Xijing almost never leaves Tanglin. I heard that his disciples have always practiced in Tanglin by themselves."

"Speaking of his disciples, the Immortal Venerable really sacrificed her disciples to the Dao of Heaven?"

"Really? That's too hard-hearted, no matter how you say it's someone who has been with him day and night for so many years."

"That's right, I didn't dare to choose the Immortal Venerable for the apprenticeship ceremony a few days ago because I was afraid of this, and also... because I was afraid that the Immortal Venerable would think I was dull." After finishing speaking, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

At this time, a male disciple with round eyes seemed to respect the Immortal Master Jiuli quite a bit, and said with a frown, "Isn't it all just rumors, just to deceive those who don't know anything in the world, Do you really believe it?"

Another handsome-looking disciple said: "I think it's fake... A few days ago, someone who was not afraid of death asked my master whether the rumor was true or not, but my master didn't say anything. My master hates Jiuli so much. Immortal Venerable, if it's true, why didn't you step in?"

As soon as everyone saw his appearance, they knew who his master was. It must be the dignified Elder Chu Yang of the Gushan School who only accepts people with handsome looks or those who look like gods.

Everyone was persuaded by him one after another, Yuanyuanyan said again: "You guys might as well go to practice kung fu, what are you doing talking about immortals?"

The slender face said again: "Hey, I know you respect the immortal, let's just chat casually."

After this, there was a moment of silence, and the slender face couldn't help but said: "It is said that the fairy looks like a [-]-year-old, and has a green face and long fangs, which is very ugly. Why is this real person so inconsistent with the description?"

"That's right, I don't believe in anything anymore."

Yuanyuanyan seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, turned over and slammed the door out.

Zhu Jiu, who was basking in the sun in the Tanglin courtyard, suddenly sneezed, and felt a headache when he saw the two people standing immediately behind him.

"Immortal Venerable, are you catching a cold, go back to the house and rest." Saying that, Liu Yanran wanted to put a shawl on Zhu Jiu's shoulders.

Mo Hao kept the shawl away calmly, "Master, with the body of an immortal, how could he catch a cold and get sick? Senior Sister Liu is really worrying too much."

"Then we must avoid unnecessary trouble, Master Xian." After finishing speaking, he wanted to put on the shawl again.

Mohao sent the cloak flying with a twist of her wrist, Liu Yanran exclaimed, "Junior Brother Mohao!"

Following this exclamation, Zhu Jiu turned his head to the left, looked helplessly at Liu Yanran and said aggrievedly: "Junior Brother Mo, I'm really sorry that Senior Sister is worrying too much."

This is the most reassuring thing about his little apprentice, he doesn't show any mercy, and for some reason he always finds trouble with Liu Yanran, so he stepped forward and patted Liu Yanran's shoulder to express his comfort.

"Mohao is young and ignorant, don't take it to heart."

"Momwort."

Liu Yanran's expression froze, the words seemed to be blaming Mo Hao, but it was clear at a glance that he was close to each other, but Mo Hao stubbornly thought that Zhu Jiu hated him like a string in his head, and immediately sneered.

"Master, I know I was wrong." Mo Hao had a smile on his face, showing no sign of knowing anything wrong.

Zhu Jiufu's forehead, she couldn't say anything about the speed of apologizing without distracting her mind, so she could only dismiss the two of them, "Yan Ran, let's go to the side hall, is Mohao ready for tonight's spring banquet performance?"

Liu Yanran's expression darkened and she returned to normal. She looked at Mo Hao, and the latter's flaunting posture made her put her fingers into her palms, but there was a polite smile on his face: "Disciple, leave."

After Liu Yanran left, Zhu Jiu kept staring at Mo Hao. The latter understood that Zhu Jiu really wanted him to perform a performance. Naturally, he hadn't prepared anything, and immediately came an impromptu sword dance.

Zhu Jiu got a little tired from standing, so he picked up the jug and flew up the tree. The two of them were like this, one was dancing sword under the tree, and the other was drinking on the tree.
At first, Zhu Jiu was able to concentrate on watching Mo Hao's movements, but later, when he was drunk, he didn't even know when Mo Hao stopped.

Mo Hao stood with her hands folded, looking up at the man who looked like a drunken immortal, her eyes were filled with gloom.

Zhu Jiuyi tilted his head and saw Mo Hao standing with his hands folded, which seemed to coincide with the figure in his memory again. Zhu Jiu turned to the right, "Why don't you..."

She was a little drunk, her head was a little dizzy, and she lost her balance before she could finish her sentence. For some reason, she thought that it would not hurt if she fell such a short distance. Eyes closed, and the pain that was supposed to come... did come.

Zhu Jiu fell hard and didn't use spiritual power to protect his body, so he was a little dazed for a while.

She was expecting something... and Mo Hao on the side gave a serious face, he thought she would use spiritual power to protect her body, and then landed lightly, unscathed, just like many times before.

In his eyes, she is always strong and fearless, standing in front of him every time, and then, separating his soul...

The Gushanpai diet was light, and that day she wanted to eat something delicious. It was the first time he went to the dining room to cook for her, and because he was not proficient in the business, he burned most of the dining room. He stood behind him and said that she would report the matter to the senior brother in charge.

That incident was left unsolved in the end, just because she told the master that she wanted to eat something delicious, and accidentally blew up the kitchen, the master naturally would not blame her, and her eating habits after that were very different from those of other elders , he deliberately studied for a long time, and finally learned those few dishes.

There was also that competition meeting, he was really talented, and he had never lost all the way. In the final of the championship finals, the disciple of the opponent's small sect who had managed to get ahead used a dirty trick, Bone Biting Powder, and at least he was so weak that he couldn't lift the sword , or unconscious.

What the disciple did was so secretive that he didn't even realize it, but his master flew down and knocked down the disciple's sword with one hand. It was the first time that the disciple did such a thing, and he panicked when he was found out. Actually, the whole bag of Mihun San was thrown out of his hand and sprinkled all over her.His master hadn't ascended at that time, so he was in a coma for more than half a month.

and also……

Since when did all this change, probably when the master woke up and learned that he stole the medicine...she didn't believe him...then she killed herself.

Zhu Jiu was about to get up, Mo Hao suddenly came back to his senses, raised his left hand, just took a step, Zhu Jiu got up from the ground by himself, passed him and walked towards the house, without looking at him from the beginning, Xuan Zimo's hand was in the air middle.As soon as Zhu Jiugang left, he pressed his forehead, really drunk.

The Spring Banquet started, and most of the disciples sat in rows on the stone table in front of the main hall, while the elders took some disciples who wanted to perform a show to cheer up, and went to the Lingxiao Hall to sit down. The show was one for each elder. There are a total of twelve people under the head seat, and now I don't know how many times they have performed, Zhu Jiu is a little sleepy.

"I invite Mo Hao, a disciple of Immortal Nine Lies, to appear—"

I don't know if it's because the disciple looked at everyone a little absent-mindedly. This shout used [-]% of his strength, and Zhu Jiu suddenly felt refreshed. Mo Hao came out from behind Zhu Jiu, looked at Zhu Jiu and started dancing. sword.

I didn't look at it very carefully earlier today, but now that I take a closer look, he is very uncomfortable with using this sword, every time he takes out the sword, he subconsciously wants to turn the sword, but he can hardly hold it back.Zhu Jiu couldn't help but smile, this apprentice was in the same way as her, the sundial was turned, and so was his saber, it was really difficult for him now.

Xuan Zimo's sword is a very precious fairy weapon in the arsenal. It is not so much a sword as it is more like a knife. The handle is in the middle and the two ends are blades. The end of the blade is pointed, not the flat edge of a wrought knife.

Its trajectory is extremely difficult to control, and there are only a handful of people who can use it well.If she was a little uncertain before, then she is very sure now, a person who has eyes so similar to his, worships her as a teacher but always thinks about how to harm her, and is used to using double blades, who else but Xuan Zimo? ?
And Xuan Zimo turned his blade slightly, turned sideways to the right, just happened to see Zhu Jiu resting his head on his right hand, playing with the wine glass with his left hand, and looking at him with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. I deliberately stopped going to see Zhu Jiu.

Finally finishing the sword dance with difficulty, Xuan Zimo looked in Zhu Jiu's direction, but found that the person had long since disappeared, and then went out from the side hall to look for him.His master, it's really not worrying.

Here, when Zhu Jiu came to the barrier in the back mountain, there was no change in the barrier, but a hole was opened in the sky a few days ago, and the devilish energy gushed out, and now it is hitting the barrier like moths to a flame, but nothing happened Not coming.She wanted to stay longer, but it seemed that she was going to leave soon after the spring banquet.

Zhu Jiu turned around and wanted to go back to Tanglin, but when he reached the bamboo forest, he saw Zhu Xu who had come out to spread medicine. Bamboo baskets full of moonlight grass... This picture is really weird.

Over there, Zhuxu obviously saw her, but he didn't make a sound, but Zhu Jiu broke the silence: "Why didn't Elder Zhuxu go to the spring banquet?"

Zhu Xu raised his head and glanced at her: "It's too noisy."

Zhu Jiu was at a loss for words when facing the terminator of this topic, and when he was thinking of saying goodbye, two figures walked up from a distance, seemingly talking and laughing. Have a good talk with girls?
But it's okay, after talking about love, can I reduce some of my attention on her meals.

And Xuan Zimo in the distance also saw Zhu Jiu... and Zhu Xu beside her, his face turned completely dark at the moment: "Master, you didn't take part in the spring banquet at night, why did you come here?"

Immediately stepped forward and looked at Zhu Xu, while grabbing Zhu Jiu's wrist: "Master, it's getting late, shouldn't it be time to go back?"

The female disciple who was left behind by him seemed to be surprised at his disrespectful and shocking behavior, and said in a low voice: "I have seen Jiuli Xianzun and Elder Zhuxu."

Behind Zhu Xu looked at Xuan Zimo's eyes a few degrees darker, and Zhu Jiu looked at Xuan Zimo holding his hand, couldn't help but pause, there were only eight big words in his mind: no respect for elders, bullying teachers and destroying ancestors!

Zhu Jiu pulled out her wrist calmly, and at the moment when their fingers and wrists separated, Xuan Zimo curled her fingers slightly.

"Aren't you going to catch up with this little disciple?"

Xuan Zimo didn't know why, "I'm not familiar with her, just happened to meet on the road, she said she had met Master, she can guide me."

"Oh, the sky is endless, does this little disciple dare to go back? How about..."

"Don't bother Xianzun and Junior Brother Mohao, this disciple will leave."

"What about Master?"

"What?" Zhu Jiu was stunned by his question, and as he looked at the bamboo space behind which he had just laid the last basket of moonshine grass, he couldn't help laughing, "The hall is too boring and I'm a little sleepy, so I'm going out for a walk. Just happened to meet Elder Zhuxu.

Zhuxu looked at the two people in front of his door, he slammed the bamboo basket in his hand, the loud sound startled the birds in the forest.

Zhu Jiu touched the tip of his nose: "It's getting late, so my master and apprentice will go back first."

On the way back, Xuan Zimo took another piece of Zhu Jiu's sleeve. Zhu Jiu wanted to say how old he was and was afraid of the dark, but when he looked back, he saw Xuan Zimo's slightly curled lips, inexplicably playful.

Zhu Jiuzhuan patted away the hand that was tugging at the hem of her clothes.

(End of this chapter)