There are always villains who want to harm my master

Chapter 39 Manshu goes down the mountain and still remembers the past, the essence of dragon blood is waiting to be revived
She met Cang Zhu and her master for the first time at Tao Ran Xingjun's banquet back then, and since then she has identified Cang Zhu, and this is the kind of person she is looking for in the future.

The peach blossoms bloomed very early that year, and the scenery of Taoran Lake was so magnificent that it almost became a lake of peach blossoms. A few small boats parted the thick peach blossom petals, revealing the clear water of the lake.

Father was chatting and laughing with others, Manshu was bored, his head was full of peach blossoms, and he was poking his face from the boat, taking pictures by the lake water.

Pink and white peach blossoms fell like rain, and the petals were floating. Suddenly, a boy's profile was reflected in the lake. The reflection flashed by, and the boat continued to move forward.

The boy's silhouette was deeply imprinted in the girl's mind.

Manshu panicked.

The silence was deafening.

They said that the young god who talked and laughed happily in the crowd was called Cang Zhu, and he was the eldest disciple of the mountain god Candle Dragon.

It is said that the God of Cangzhu is mature in youth, and he has cultivated to the state of God at a young age. This kind of good fortune is unprecedented.

Manshu looked at this young heroic Cangzhu God, with black hair like a waterfall, coiled high above his head, slightly revealing his slender neck, dressed in white clothes like falling snow, bright eyes and white teeth, he seemed to have a kind of warm light, immortal People are bustling, but no one can cover him.

She was still a low-rank female fairy at the time, and she could only come to the gathering of the high-ranking fairies with her father.

Tao Ran Xingjun is warm to everyone, especially likes to make some friends from the immortal sect to drink and have fun together. When the wine is full, he will perform some weird magic tricks to make everyone laugh.

Cangzhu Shenjun drank tea quietly in the crowd, looking at the laughing crowd with a smile in his eyes.Dashanshen looked calm on one side, and did not participate in the drinking order, nor did he have fun with others.

Manshu pretended to admire the peach blossoms, but in reality he was secretly looking at the smiling young man under the peach tree.

My father was always greedy for drinking, and he couldn't move when he saw a good drink. After a few drinks, he was finally overwhelmed and passed out in front of the case.

"Old man Yuangan, you, you lost! Go up and dance with your sword!"

Tao Ran Xingjun laughed drunkenly, and threw a bamboo stick in front of them, with a few large characters on it:
"Whoever wins this lottery will dance sword once in the hall."

The father smiled and was so drunk that he couldn't even open his eyes:
"I... I'm old! Let the little girl dance on behalf of the father!"

Everyone clapped their hands and applauded, Qiqi cast his eyes on Manshu who was peeking at Cang Zhu.

Manshu just peeked at Cang Zhu, at a loss, and before he agreed, an unsharp wooden sword was thrown at him.

"Manshu, go up and dance for daddy! To save everyone, I'll dance your best "Luohong"!" Her father happily patted her on the shoulder.

How can there be a low-grade female fairy who shows her face at the banquet and plays tricks?
Manshu winked at her father.

"Ann? Your eyes are uncomfortable! That can't be done, my girl's beautiful eyes can't..."

Yuan Qianxian was dazed, how could he understand the deep meaning in his daughter's eyes.

Manshu had no choice but to bite the bullet and get up, and saluted all the immortals and gods. She was already curvy and graceful, with a body as light as a swallow, and she jumped up, glamorous and unparalleled.

The girl in red holds the sword in one hand, and first pulls a beautiful sword flower. The sword is like a white snake spitting out letters, hissing and piercing the wind, and it is also like a swimming dragon shuttle, walking around, sometimes light like a swallow, pointing the sword, sometimes suddenly Like lightning, falling leaves fall.

The spectator knew that she was using a blunt mahogany sword, but still felt a cold light flashing in front of his eyes, piercing the wind and breaking the clouds.

"it is good!"

Tao Ran Xingjun applauded loudly, and suddenly glanced at Cang Zhu, who had piled up the peach blossoms in a bored way, and then gently scattered them.

I've heard that Cangshu God Lord has extraordinary abilities, so if I see him today, I might as well ask him to help me, so as to satisfy everyone's eyes.

Cang Zhu frowned and looked at Tao Ran Xingjun who was whispering in his ear, and shook his head.

"She, a female fairy who has just ascended to the fairyland, is already very rare. Didn't she let me go up on purpose to embarrass others?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter. It's not a real martial arts competition. We should be seductive if we are talented and beautiful." Tao Ran Xingjun continued to encourage.

Cang Zhu still hesitated.

This little girl's sword spirit is full of arrogance, and she must be very angry. If he defeats her, she will definitely feel discouraged and sad.

But if he lost to her, it would be obvious hypocrisy and disrespect for others.

Not good left or right.

"Well, how about I come to play the piano and help this girl in red?"

Cang Zhu took a compromise method, neither to offend Manshu nor to save Tao Ran Xingjun's face.

The figure of the girl in red is as light as a baby swallow. Accompanied by the faint sound of the zither, the jade hand stretches out the wooden sword, and the wrist rotates gently. The wooden sword also flashes like lightning. merging of figures.

Only then did Manshu realize that the source of the piano sound was the God of Cangzhu she was thinking of under the peach blossom tree. He was overjoyed and his hands became stronger.

The sword light drew an arc in the air, and the sound of the zither was clanging and powerful in line with her rhythm. The girl smiled, her waist fell randomly along the sword light, but at the moment it hit the ground, she randomly pulled out her water sleeves and hooked on the peach branches, and the petals were like rain .

The sound of the zither was like a galloping horse speeding up eight hundred miles away, and it was deafening. The girl looked back and smiled, surrounded like a fairy in the sword light that was redder than the flame. Pull it off, make a flying fairy, and then throw out the wooden sword in your hand, hitting the scabbard right in the middle.

The water sleeves and the red gauze fell together, and the girl's bright and charming smile appeared in front of everyone.

"The sword is wonderful! The piano is wonderful! The people are also wonderful!"

Tao Ran Xingjun applauded and shouted, he didn't care about Manshu's rudeness when he just flew the sword into the sheath.

"Thank you Cangshu God for playing the piano." Manshu rolled his eyes and smiled sweetly.

"No thanks."

Cang Zhu responded with a faint smile, and silently withdrew the zither, as if she had no desire to continue talking.

In the girl's boudoir, several little fairies and sparrows crowded together noisily, and only Manshu sat apart from them.

"I heard that the third tomb of the old man in Shanshen's mansion is so handsome! Did you miss it?"

"And that... that sixth disciple, tall and mighty, I've seen it before!"

The little fairies were chattering, causing Manshu a headache.

"I'm not mistaken, what you said is not as good as that Cangzhu God!" Manshu laughed so much that it was almost full of honey.

"I want to enter the Mountain God's Mansion!"

As soon as the words came out, all the little fairies were shocked.

Among the 34 formal disciples in Shanshen Mansion, they have never accepted a female fairy. What she said was a feat in the entire fairy world.

"Forget it if you don't believe me, just wait and see, for the Cangzhu God Lord, I am willing to die even if I try my best!"

Manshu gritted her teeth, she thought she was extraordinary, no matter what she did, she was always the best.

She despises none of the mediocre people who court her, except the Cangzhu God.

What she likes is never impossible to get, and what she wants to do is never impossible to do.

"Yo, some people are tempted, you have found a brother-in-law for me!" A little fairy teased.

"When we get married, we will be envious! Hahahaha"

Manshu has never bothered to pretend. If he likes it, he likes it. Who will not marry in the future?It's all the same thing, what's there to tweak?
"Big wedding, I must invite you to see enough of Cang Zhu's outstanding demeanor, so that you can shut up those mouths that are sharper than knives!" Manshu pretended to tear their mouths, and they rolled into a ball of laughter.

Cang Zhu thinks that she is mediocre in appearance, lacking in talent and learning, just has some perseverance and achieved some achievements, and never believes that her charm can make a woman fall in love with her at a glance.

What's more, he entered the mountain god's mansion and practiced to reach the pinnacle, for the common people and righteousness, not to use the name of the mountain god's mansion to choose fairies to satisfy his worldly desires.

Beautiful or ugly, elegant or vulgar, poor or rich, strong or weak, they are all flesh and blood individuals, and must not be reduced to things that are randomly selected by others.

All the fairies who disturbed the door were turned away, let alone bribed.

The will of the mountain god Candle Dragon is the default rule, he doesn't care about offending anyone, and he doesn't care about human relations.

Shanshen Mansion has confidence, and Cang Zhu has more confidence.

So Manshu practiced hard for 8000 years, he did not hesitate to cut off his own celestial veins to reshape his muscles and bones, and cultivated Mo Luochahuo, just to meet him at the acceptance ceremony of the mountain god's mansion.

Shanshen Mansion opened once every 1000 years, Manshu lost once, but returned in 2000, failed twice, and will come again in 3000.

When Manshu was walking down the mountain with the fragments of the talisman, he still remembered that after the seventh failure, the Cangzhu God put down his pen and moved from the high platform.

"Don't be discouraged, even if you can't enter the Mountain God's Mansion, you are still a very remarkable fairy."

Manshu burst into tears.

Countless people came to Khaosan God's Mansion, and the girl in red was particularly dazzling among the men.

She came seven times, and even Zhulong had some impressions of this stubborn girl.

"If I can successfully pass the fairy test next time, will I be able to work with you?" Manshu was very bold.

"I...don't know."

Cang Zhu showed a slight apology, but he really didn't know.

There has never been a woman in the Shanshen Mansion, let alone a female disciple. He doesn't know how the master will arrange this flaming girl.

Manshu hated Daewoo's injustice, and turned her into a son.If she had a male body, she wouldn't have to suffer these pains, and she would be naturally qualified to participate in the assessment of the Mountain God's Mansion.

The ladder is long, long, long.

The master built the ladder so long that those who wanted to go up the mountain were not so firm in their hearts, and gave up after walking a few steps, stopping many hypocrites.

Those who are physically weak, who can't even finish the ladder and collapse on the mountainside, don't need to take the aptitude test, they already know it.

The long ladder is the ladder in people's heart, it can't be finished, even if you can't pass the level in your heart, it's hard to achieve great things.

Manshu walked eight times, and now he probably understands the third meaning of the ladder.

The steps going down the mountain are lower and lower step by step, as if passing by the eight selves who went up the mountain full of enthusiasm.

She originally went up the mountain for Cang Zhu, but now that Cang Zhu is gone, it is useless for her to stay here.

She and Cang Zhu have been brothers and sisters for tens of thousands of years, even though she is not yet a disciple with a rectified name, she is no different from a disciple with a rectified name.

Cang Zhu never looked favorably on her, and everything he did was indifferent.She thought that the elder brother ignored her because he was born not enlightened.

Who would have thought that when that little mountain spirit came, her tens of thousands of years of hard work were not as good as the few months she appeared?
Manshu stepped down the ladder step by step, she felt that it was a joke that she had gone up the mountain seven times and still hoped not to die.

He doesn't like you, and he still won't like you seventy times.

But she has no complaints or regrets, she just likes Cang Zhu, and twisted melons are indeed not sweet, but unsweet melons are still melons.

As long as there is no one in the way of her pursuit of love except that Chuanwu.

Manshu clenched the burden in his hand, Chuanwu?Don't try to rob her!
When Cang Zhu stood at the gate of the mountain, she suddenly regretted it.

He had never been so reckless, never.

Leaving in a hurry, a bunch of trivial matters in Shanshen's residence have not been explained clearly, Lingyou is unreliable, and I don't know how he and Magnolia will take care of it.

Yu Lingjing also forgot, he left for a while, if Yu Lingjing is abnormal, what should the remaining juniors do?How should I explain it after seeing Master?

Cang Zhu hesitated at the gate of the mountain.

It's all Lingyou's fault!
If he hadn't used his excitement to incite him at that time, blowing his blood straight up, he would not have been so reckless.

The deep blue sky is dotted with many golden and dazzling stars, but a few are far away from the stars, hanging alone on the empty zenith.

Cang Zhu looked at these few lonely stars, and thought of his master, younger brother, and his weak disciple who were living outside.

do not care!The matter has come to this point, it is useless for him to hesitate, the sky is about to dawn, he can't waste it like this!
The night was quiet, the winter was not over yet, leaving a series of crooked footprints on the snow.

The tip of the nose is a little cold, the white snowflakes are fluttering, the faint light of the stars has been covered by thick clouds, the sun has not yet risen, but the snow is getting bigger and bigger, slowly burying every footprint...

【Dongshan Border Yunmengze】

The sun was rising in Yunmengze, and the golden red light and shadow shone on the water surface, rippling like fish scales, creating thousands of hectares of golden waves, hitting the legs of the wooden bridge again, and going back in circles.

Holding half a bowl of fresh dragon blood, Candle Dragon seemed to be able to feel the warmth from the bowl, and walked carefully into the wooden door surrounded by flowers.

There was no one in the room, only a small grass, which was raised in a large pot. The soil in the pot was black and exuded a strong smell of blood. It was obviously soaked in blood for a long time, and it had already penetrated into the bones.

Zhulong lovingly stroked the leaves of the grass, slowly poured the half bowl of blood into the mud, and picked up a small tool on the side to loosen the soil.

Blood oozes quietly from the bandage wrapped around his wrist indiscriminately, soaking the entire bandage little by little, and dripping blood again.

Zhulong glanced at the bloody left hand, turned a blind eye to it, but picked up a handkerchief on one side, and began to wipe the leaves of the grass carefully.

"After a few more days, you will probably wake up?" Candle Dragon murmured while wiping the dust off the leaves.

This little mountain spirit likes to dress herself up beautifully. If she wakes up and finds that she hasn't washed for more than half a month, she will definitely go crazy.

Since leaving Dingfengze, he went directly to the south. He has been to Yunmengze before, so it is very suitable for this small mountain to cultivate.

The blood of the mountain god is the essence of heaven and earth. She was so badly injured that he couldn't think of any other way except to use his blood to nourish her.

Just a little blood, nothing more.

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