Fairy is in trouble

Chapter 14: Accepting a disciple?Not accepted

Senior Aunt is very strong, but Yu Chanzi is not weak either. He had already tensed up his energy before, and his consciousness covered the entire Fuguang Sect. Even if he couldn't hear Senior Aunt's voice transmission clearly, he should still be able to detect clues.

He glanced at Biting Sun Peak. Qingfeng was silent. It seemed that the head brother had not heard the message.

He sneered and decided that Izumoko was Jiuyao's back-up man. In order to keep the plan, he used the name of his master's aunt to suppress him!
"This is the order of the ancestor." There was a silver sword behind Izumoko, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Yuchanzi.

"I don't know how thick the sky is!" Yu Chanzi waved his sleeves, and the red flying sword stopped in front of him, the tip of the sword trembling.

An excited smile appeared on his face.I haven't fought with anyone in sword fighting for more than a hundred years, but today I have a chance. Although Izumo is weak, he is also a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm, so he can give him a try with his sword!
The sun became stronger again, the wind stopped, leaving only the heat wave, and the cicadas chirped.

There was only one sound.

This one didn't even finish its chirp, like a bird whose beak was pinched midway through its chirp.

The breeze dissipated the heat wave and silenced the chirping of cicadas, leaving the world feeling refreshing.

Yu Chanzi looked at Qinglan Peak in astonishment. He tried his best to encourage the cicada to chirp, his face flushed, but he could not stop the breeze at all.

A sword light flew out from Qinglan Peak and reached Xiaochi Peak in just a moment. A female cultivator in white stood beside Xia Jing beside the gray stone slab.

Elder Baibeard saluted and said, "Elder Shuiyun."

"Yes." The female cultivator in white responded calmly and grabbed Xia Jing's hand: "Ancestor wants to see you."

After saying that, she turned into a white rainbow, swept the boy, and attacked Qinglan Peak.

No one dares to stop.

"Senior Aunt Qingxia, do you have any further instructions?" the headmaster's voice sounded from Biting Sun Peak.

Qinglan Feng did not respond.

The strength to suppress the cicada's chirping disappeared, Yu Chanzi put away her magical power, and did not look at Izumo in front of her. She returned to Yu Chan Peak with her sword.

"Master?" The eldest disciple came to see him.

"roll!"

"Yes."

The peak was quiet, with only the sound of wind.

Yuchanzi clenched her fists.

It turned out that it was really the master's aunt who asked for Xia Jing.

The master's aunt is actually so strong, so strong that he has no ability to resist. What state has she reached?
He thought about Xia Jing again and the young man's glance towards Qinglan Peak.

Jiu Yao actually arranged Xia Jing to be a disciple of his aunt?How dare he!Shangyuan Sect and Fuguang Sect are feuding!
Does Senior Aunt know that Xia Jing is the descendant of Jiu Yao?
What exactly does Jiu Yao want to do?
Moreover, isn’t Master Aunt no longer accepting disciples?

……

There are almost no traces of man-made objects on Qinglan Peak.

There are no stone steps leading up and down, no palace to shelter from the wind and rain, not even a wooden house or a stone bench.

In the gentle area near the peak, there is a deep and quiet pool, as level as a mirror, reflecting the green trees and sky. There are green moss and green grass beside the pool, and further away there are woods surrounding the pool.

Standing by the pool, the whole world seems to be green.This piece of green is very quiet, like a deer taking a nap. The pond occasionally swims, and the grass and trees grow quietly.

Qingxia Zhenren sits cross-legged on the edge of the pool, wearing a long blue dress. She closes her eyes tightly and blends in with the whole scenery, like a puddle of water, like a mound of grass, and like the greenery itself.

Xia Jing's footsteps broke the green silence, and Qingxia Master slowly opened his eyes. A gust of wind blew by, causing thousands of ripples to ripple on the pool, and the treetops and grass blades swayed uncontrollably.

Qingxia Zhenren woke up.

The whole mountain woke up.

Xia Jing was slightly shocked. He didn't expect Qingxia to have reached this level.

The mysterious feeling surrounding Qingxia's body dissipated, she stood up and transformed into an ordinary woman in her 20s.

No, it cannot be said to be ordinary. Even if you take away everything that the name Qingxia Zhenren represents, the woman in front of you cannot be described as ordinary.

If Li Jincheng saw her, he would be so ashamed that he would jump into the nearby pool, break all the mirrors in the house, and never dare to look at her reflection in the water again.

This is a flawless face and a flawless body.

It's not that she agreed with perfection. Xia Jing's sharp eyes could see at a glance the too-towering Twin Mountains under the loose dress. This alone was not suitable for perfection in the general sense of no more, no less.It should be said that he responded to her perfectly, tailored her clothes to suit her needs, and molded herself into the image of Qingxia Zhenren.

Qingxia looked at Xia Jing and raised her arms.

The small sword hanging on Xia Jing's chest trembled, and the tip of the sword poked out from his collar, shaking left and right, as if he was hesitating, where should he go to the towering mountains?Or should I stay in this plain?

Qingxia glanced at Xia Jing and waved to Xiaojian.

Xiaojian waited for a breath, but when he saw that Xia Jing didn't hold back, he pulled away the rope that tied him, flew into Qingxia's hand, and played around on the slender fingertips.

She tapped the hilt of the small sword and held it in her hand. Qingxia asked, "Where did you get it?"

"It's a coincidence." Xia Jing replied.

"who are you?"

"Summer Scene of Dahu Village."

Qingxia thought for a moment and smiled teasingly: "Since it's a coincidence, and since you are Xia Jing of Dahu Village, you probably don't know the function of this little sword, so forget it."

"..."

Xia Jing originally thought that Qingxia's character would be calmer and more serious, but he didn't expect that she would also make such childish jokes.

"I heard that to return this little sword, you can make a request to Master Qingxia." Xia Jing could only clarify.

"It's not an excessive request." Qingxia stretched out her hand again, and the string on Xia Jing's chest flew into her hand.

She lifted her fingers lightly, and this ordinary string seemed to come to life, like a flexible snake, tying the small sword tightly and hanging it on her chest.

"Please Master Qingxia accept me as your disciple." Xia Jing bowed and saluted.

This is his back-up in the Fuguang Sect. Master Qingxia is the best swordsman in the world, and the Fuguang Sect is a sect that occupies half of the Penglai continent. With these two back-ups, he can practice with peace of mind.

Qingxia glanced into the distance. Izumo was here. He was standing by the pool with Shuiyun who had been there for a long time.

Izumoko didn't see the small sword, didn't know the cause and effect, and looked at the scene in front of him in confusion.He wondered why Patriarch Qingxia wanted to see a young man who had just passed the spiritual root test.

Qingxia turned around and her eyes fell on Xia Jing's knees: "Since you want to become a disciple, why don't you kneel down?"

Izumoko was startled. Ancestor Qingxia has not accepted a disciple for hundreds of years. Will he make an exception today?

"You can kneel down and worship me?"

"No."

Xia Jing was surprised: "Why?"

"I no longer accept disciples."

"Not even with that sword?"

"No." Qingxia replied firmly, "You can make other requests. I can also ask Shuiyun or Izumo to accept you as a disciple, or the leader."

Xia Jing felt embarrassed. He didn't expect that the plan that had been going smoothly would be stuck at this step. He didn't expect that Qingxia would not accept a disciple.

"I can also promise to teach you how to practice." Qingxia added.

"They are not strong enough and their seniority is not enough." Xia Jing shook his head. This link was related to the next link of his plan.

"I see, you want to be the master's junior brother." Qingxia said with a smile.

"good."

"My nephew can't do it, and my disciple can't do it either?"

"Yes."

"How about that, uncle?"

Xia Jing raised his head and looked at Qingxia suspiciously.Qingxia is just the master's aunt, and her uncle and her aunt are of the same generation. If her aunt can call her junior brother, how can she make her uncle?Could it be that Master Qingxia's master is not dead yet?

The smile in Qingxia's eyes grew stronger, and she said slowly: "The number of disciples is gone, but the number of Taoist monks is still vacant."

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