The atmosphere in your world of cultivating immortals is not right.

Chapter 42 Dance

Wu You has been busy these two days, but it's not because of the inner sect competition.

No. 20, which was his final ranking in the competition.Quite unfortunately, on the afternoon of the day when he fought against Fang Shaohong, in his second match, he stood opposite a muscular guy that everyone knew.

——Donghanhai.

There is no doubt that he lost.

How could he win... After all, he was Wu You, not Qiu Yunqing. Without Long Aotian's fate, he would have to be constrained by the logic of the world.

Fang Shaohong, Dong Hanhai.

In Wu You's opinion, these two people will definitely go to the end to compete for the chief position. He was able to meet them early because he probably used up his luck during the bye.

After losing two games in a row and finishing in 23rd place, there will be nothing left for him in the future.

……

Clear sky.

Cuiyun Peak was still covered with light clouds and mist today, and the fairy spirit was floating in the air. Standing in front of the master's cave, Wu You knocked on the door of the cave.

The door was pulled inwards.

Su Jian half-opened the door, leaned against it, and looked at Wu You with a teasing look on his face: "Hey, look who's here. Isn't this the next chief's prime minister?"

"Senior..." Wu You said helplessly with a black line on his face, "Don't laugh at me."

Su Jian took half a step back in an elegant manner, turned around and walked towards the cave. With his back to Wu You, he shook his finger: "No, no, no, this is no joke. You are much more courageous than your master back then."

Wu You followed Su Jian into Jiang Bing's cave and found a futon to sit down on.

Jiang Bing was nowhere to be seen.

"Senior, where is my master?"

Su Jian calmly sat on the futon, took out a metal flask, poured himself a glass, and poured another glass for Wu You, speaking in a frivolous tone.

"He, I sent him out to do some errands. Come, tell me about your love story with that female disciple."

Wu You took the wine glass and held it in his hands with a helpless expression: "Those are all rumors fabricated by the guys from Shiyan Society."

"Senior Sister Fang and I only met by chance a few times in the Sutra Pavilion, and we didn't even exchange a few words. There would be no love history."

"This matter doesn't matter to me, but I really feel bad about ruining my senior sister's reputation, so..."

Su Jian raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, raised his eyebrows and said, "So, you want your master and me to help suppress this rumor?"

Wu You nodded.

"No way."

"what?"

She struck Wu You on the head with a knife.

Wu You felt pain and his head shrank, and then Su Jian grabbed his face and pulled and kneaded it like a doll, stretching his mouth out and mumbling.

"You old man, what a coward! It's hard to find such a good opportunity now. If you don't take advantage of this moment to take down your little senior sister, how long do you plan to delay it?"

"Senior...I have absolutely nothing against senior sister..."

Wu You had a sad face, feeling that Su Jian was about to make him lose his temper, and said vaguely.

Su Jian had a lot of fun playing with his face, stretching it hard, and then letting go of his hand, Wu You's cheek suddenly returned to its original position with a "snap".

She clapped her hands: "I haven't thought too much about it yet, no matter what, I love watching you little babies having sex the most."

"..."

Wu You reached out and rubbed his temples.

He should have thought a long time ago that with Senior Su's adventurous and fun-loving character, not only would she not be able to help, but she would also drag the master to watch the show together.

"By the way," Su Jian raised his chin towards the glass of wine in Wu You's hand: "It's not impossible. After drinking this glass of wine, I will help you solve it if you are not drunk."

Wu You glanced at the crystal clear wine and flatly refused. "Senior, I'm too drunk. I'll have to figure this out myself."

After saying that, he bowed to Su Jian, got up and left.

The first rule of getting along with Senior Su:
Unless you want to time travel a few days into the future, don't drink the wine she gives you.

……

The trails in the back mountains are rarely traveled.

The bamboo forest here is green and sparse than that in Wu You's courtyard, but the bamboo forest is much larger.

"rustle."

His shoes made a faint sound as they stepped on the yellow, dry leaves.

Walking up a long slope along the path, the vision suddenly opened up. A clearing was cleared among the bamboo forest. Many chopped new bamboos on the edge were still exuding fragrance. There was also a small hexagonal pavilion located in a position just right to view the main body of the sect in the distance. All in sight.

Walk slowly into the booth.

Fang Shaohong, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, was leaning on the pillar of the pavilion and sitting on the wooden board inside the railing, looking sideways at the scenery of the sect.

Senior Sister Fang, who was usually as heroic and heroic as a man, turned out to be a gentle and loving person after she calmed down...

The real name of this long seat in the pavilion should be Beauty Pavilion. At this moment, Wu You understood why it was called this name.

"It was a pleasure to watch."

I don’t know whether he was praising the scene or the person.

Fang Shaohong smiled, stood up and faced the person who came. The demure and gentle temperament just now disappeared as soon as she stood up, making Wu You couldn't help but feel that it was just an illusion.

Her eyes were clear and sharp, and her posture was upright. She said, "On weekdays, few people come here. It's a good place to practice swordsmanship."

Wu You nodded in agreement.

He actually wanted to explain the rumor, but he didn't know how to say it for a moment. Besides, Senior Sister Fang didn't seem to care about the gossip at all and her behavior was the same as before, so he didn't know how to bring it up.

Fortunately, Fang Shaohong didn't give him a chance to be silent and embarrassed.

"I invited you, junior brother, without asking. I thought it was rude afterward. I didn't cause any trouble to you, right?"

"Sister, you are too worried."

Wu You smiled and shook his head.

"When I was in the ring, it was my senior sister who still guided me and helped me understand a lot of swordsmanship essentials. However, I haven't thanked my senior sister yet."

"To tell you the truth, I called you here today precisely for this reason. Junior brother's talent really astonishes me. Are you willing to compete with me in swordplay again?" Fang Shaohong answered, looking at Wu You with burning eyes.

"This...Sister, are you saying that you called me here specifically to help me train in swordsmanship?"

Wu You asked her not to worry about it. The two had only met a few times. Although they could talk, they were not to the point where the senior sister would spend time specifically to help him practice swordsmanship.

"Is it hard to understand?"

Fang Shaohong answered matter-of-factly: "Junior brother, I see how talented you are, so naturally I want to see how far you can go."

Among the disciples of Jingtian Sect, Fang Shaohong is actually an alternative - her thoughts are too simple and straightforward.

For example, when he wanted to help Wu You practice swordsmanship at this time, he just wanted to see how fast and how much he could comprehend the swordsmanship. He didn't even feel that he was "helping Wu You."

As for how much Wu You can understand, and whether he will be grateful to her for it...

What does that have to do with her?
This level is already very different from ordinary people. Perhaps it is because of this that she can hone her sword skills and sword intention far beyond those of her peers.

"Then I'll bother you, Senior Sister."

Wu You was not a wordy person, so since Fang Shaohong had such a good intention, he simply agreed.

……

In the bamboo forest behind the mountain, the sword dance between the two continued. This time, there was no longer any concern about time...

(End of this chapter)