Chapter 12 Three years after three years

Horror, timidity, surprise, astonishment, awe, obedience, avoidance... One after another, eyes came together like an impenetrable net. Zhang Lingyu was wrapped and tightened by this net. He had never faced such a thing since he was a child. With so many strange gazes, it became more and more difficult for him to breathe, as if a terrible enemy was pinching his neck, whispering in his ear: You childish coward...

Just when Zhang Lingyu couldn't bear it any longer, he was suddenly turned back, and Senior Brother Wei's face was not as serious as before, but was full of smiles instead.

Wei Jiu looked at the cloudless sky, and joked, "Is the sun too big? Look at you, you've sweated so much."

Only then did Zhang Lingyu notice that he was sweating profusely as if he had just been fished out of the water, and the white robe on his body was soaked in sweat, clinging to his body very uncomfortable.

"I, I..." Zhang Lingyu faltered and couldn't speak.

Wei Jiu was amused by Zhang Lingyu's appearance, and walked outside the playground and said, "Come on, let's take a shower."

"Okay, brother." Zhang Lingyu followed.

Wei Jiu took Zhang Lingyu to the deepest part of the back mountain, where there was a steep stone wall, and a waterfall rushed down from the stone wall, converging into a lake below.

Zhang Lingyu frowned slightly, and asked, "Brother, are you here to wash?"

Wei Jiu glanced at him and said, "What? Are you afraid of being bumped into?"

"No." Zhang Lingyu took off her Taoist robe, hung it on a branch, and went down to the lake to wash her body.

Wei Jiu sat under the tree, meditating and practicing.

A quarter of an hour later, Wei Jiu heard Zhang Lingyu calling softly: "Brother, I'm fine."

Wei Jiu opened his eyes, Zhang Lingyu was fully dressed.

"Ah."

Wei Jiu got up from the ground and said with a smile, "How about my Yin Wulei?"

Zhang Lingyu said seriously: "It opened my eyes. I didn't expect thunder to have such a form. The thunder in the sky is huge and extremely pure, but your dirty water thunder is eerie and weird, like a swamp, killing people." Silently."

"Handsome, why don't you come to practice Yin Wulei from now on?"

Zhang Lingyu shook her head and said, "I don't have this opportunity. I am already a Taoist, and I am strict with asceticism. I don't drink or smoke, let alone sex. I will definitely practice Yang Wulei in the future."

Wei Jiu smiled without saying a word.

Zhang Lingyu said a little excitedly: "Brother Wei, don't you believe me? I, Zhang Lingyu, swear to God, if in the future I can't practice Yang Wulei because of sex, I will fight..."

Wei Jiu covered Zhang Lingyu's mouth and said, "I believe it, don't swear."

It was still early, and Wei Jiu taught Zhang Lingyu some experience in refining qi.

Zhang Lingyu listened very carefully.

……

In the past three years, Wei Jiu didn't talk to Zhang Lingyu about any big reasons, and he didn't take him to explore the cave, but took him around on the mountain.

However, under the influence of Wei Jiu, Zhang Lingyu's airs are not as high as before, and she is willing to do things that she was unwilling to do before.

In the comics, Zhang Lingyu demands himself with extremely high moral standards, thinking that black is black and white is white, but there is no absolute black and white in the world. When he did something bad for Xia He, the whole person went further and further on the road to collapse. Far.

Zhang Zhiwei drove Zhang Lingyu down the mountain, not only did he not look down on him, but he had high hopes for him, hoping that he would be reborn through this experience of Nirvana.

Three years passed by in a flash, but for Wei Jiu's long life, it was just a snap of his fingers.

Outside Wei's old residence.

Zhang Lingyu bowed respectfully to Wei Jiu and said, "I will keep in mind what Senior Brother Wei said to me three years ago, and remind myself all the time."

Wei Jiu leaned against the wall and said, "Didn't everyone tell you not to bow to me?"

Zhang Lingyu said sincerely: "The previous bow was to respect you as an elder, but the difference this time is to thank you for teaching me in the past three years."

Wei Jiu waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, don't say these polite words, let's go, don't give it away."

Before Zhang Lingyu took a few steps, she suddenly turned her head and asked casually: "By the way, I have something else I want to ask you. I heard that you joined the Zhengyi sect when you were 26 years old. Now you have It has been eight years since you started, and you are now 34 years old, but you still look like a young man in his early twenties, what kind of exercises are you practicing?"

Wei Jiu was silent for a moment, and then carried Zhang Lingyu out of the courtyard.

"Aren't you reluctant to part with me? Asking questions, I'm called Zhuyanyoushu!"

Wei Jiu stood in the courtyard for a long time before going back to his room.

After not being Zhang Lingyu's temporary teacher, Wei Jiu lived in a simple place, and people in the house saw him less and less often, and it was not uncommon for him to show up only after a few months.

Until another three years passed...

dong dong dong...

"Master Wei, hello. I'm the new Xiaohuazi. Xiaodezi has officially become a Taoist priest. From now on, I'll serve you. I'm here to clean this time."

Outside the room, a Taoist who called himself Xiaohuazi knocked on the wooden door and waited quietly, but after waiting for a long time, Wei Jiu did not respond.

"Could it be that old uncle Wei has gone out?"

Xiao Huazi knocked on the door again, but seeing that there was still no answer, he gently pushed open the wooden door, and entered the house with a broom and a dustpan.

"excuse me!"

The house was empty.

"Ah, Uncle Wei is really not here."

Xiao Huazi didn't care either, he had long heard that the Eighth Disciple of the Heavenly Master was haunted.

While humming, he swept the dust away.

boom!
Suddenly, Xiao Huazi accidentally bumped into the desk, and a piece of paper on the desk that was pressed by stones fell to the ground.

"Oh, why was I so careless."

Xiao Huazi bent down, picked up the paper, and glanced at the content on the paper curiously. The next moment, his expression changed, he threw away the broom, and rushed out of the room.

……

"Master, this is what happened. This is the paper left by Junior Brother Wei."

In a mansion, Zhao Huanjin respectfully handed the paper to Zhang Zhiwei who was sitting high on the throne.

Zhang Zhiwei took the paper, opened his eyes a little wider, and read the content on the paper. There was only a simple line on the paper:

"Master, I have encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation recently, and I hope to use my experience in the world to break through this bottleneck."

Zhang Zhiwei raised his eyes and said, "Wei Jiu has his own ideas, and I won't intervene rashly. Since he wants to practice, let him go."

Tian Jinzhong on the other side nodded and said: "It's hard for others to say, but I'm very relieved about this kid. When he returns from training, he might surprise us."

Zhang Lingyu was a little disappointed, Wei Jiu was also a brother and teacher to him, and Wei Jiu had the best relationship with him on the mountain, now he left suddenly and didn't know when he would come back, so he was somewhat reluctant.

……

In the front of Longhu Mountain, Wei Jiu, who had changed into casual clothes, walked among the tourists, with a subdued breath and looked like an ordinary person, stepping down the steps.

(End of this chapter)

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